[——The 1105th Drama Memory Lens: "Dust of the Times"]
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"So, that's what you left for me... Thank you." Su Ming'an felt his heart beating, and his vitality was like a spring. He looked at Hui Bai and said solemnly, "You were the last one to jump... You must have felt very sorry at that time. If you have any last words, you can tell me."
Since the dream intended for the two of them to meet, a simple handover was made - the handover between the first generation of "First Player" and the last generation of "First Player". A conversation spanning 400 million cycles.
Hui Bai did not say anything serious.
He just told Su Mingan a fairy tale.
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Once upon a time there was a sunfish.
Sunfish's friend is a nightingale who suffers from congenital heart disease.
The sunfish is a magical fish whose heart can be implanted into anyone's body. In order for Nightingale to recover, the sunfish gave his heart to Nightingale.
In the end, the sunfish died with a smile on his face, while the nightingale sang on the branch.
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It was a nonsensical fairy tale, but Hui Bai told it happily.
He used to love telling fairy tales, but since he became the "first player", no one listens to his fairy tales anymore.
"What kind of fish is sunfish?" Su Mingan asked.
"A fish that looks like sunlight and glows at night. In Rowasha, it is described as a 'lighthouse on the seabed.'" Hui Bai smiled.
"Why did the sunfish save the nightingale?" Su Mingan looked focused.
——Why did you save Zhai Xing?
"Because the nightingale adopted the sunfish, the sunfish wants to repay the favor." Huibai said.
——Because Zhai Xing is the place where I was born and raised, I cannot abandon it.
"But in order to repay a favor, do I have to give my heart?"
——But do you have to sacrifice your life to repay the favor?
Hui Bai walked to the edge of the cliff and looked out at the ink sea and the sky.
Her blonde hair was blown by the wind, and her blue eyes were as clear and pure as sunlight:
"That's not the heart's words."
"He is so poor and boring...what else can he repay?"
——These are not the words of my life.
I am just an ordinary young sailor - what else can I repay?
The hazy moonlight rose in the distance, and Hui Bai knew that he couldn't delay for too long, and he should jump down. He didn't look at Su Mingan again, but just closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Swish!" A sound of wind moved.
Su Mingan subconsciously stretched out his hand.
The soft golden hair passed through his fingers like a jumping fish.
For a moment, the young man in front of him seemed no longer the usual "flying bird" image, but a fish that jumped off the cliff and ran towards the sea on its own initiative.
"...I hope you are luckier than me, Su Mingan." He left the last words forgotten.
He does not force himself to be remembered, nor does he force himself to be appreciated.
The people who were saved and resurrected by him will not remember him.
Blake, who became the Dragon Emperor, forgot him, Edith, who became the Lord of the Undead Xiting, forgot him, Li Mingyue didn't remember him, Su Wensheng didn't remember him, and even the "Seed" never cast his eyes on him.
For he was the fire-bearer left before dawn.
And people only remember the person who led them out of the dawn.
Su Mingan stared at the surging black sea. The water was as dark as ink and swallowed up the golden figure in an instant. The only smell in the air was the aroma of wine and perhaps the lingering sound of Edith's singing. In a trance, he realized that he had never seen Hui Bai's true appearance. He should be a young man with green hair and brown eyes. But what his facial features were like, whether his face was round, how high his nose was, how thin his lips were... no one knew.
Maybe even Huibai himself forgot.
He grew into Noor's hair color, Noor's eye color, was viewed like Noor, and was evaluated like Noor. The thin "Hui Bai" seemed far inferior to the thick "Noor Ajinni".
Those things were so heavy that even he forgot about himself.
From now on, what 100 million people will face is waiting.
A long wait.
By the time Blake became the Dragon King, the magpies had pecked all the wheat ears, the dogs had eaten all the rice, and the fire had burned through the chains.
When the second seat was reincarnated here, the creation system appeared, the War of Independence, the Battle of Eden, the Day of the Fall of God...
If only the people from the one billion distant hometowns could come to this world once... then...
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——"We will meet again eventually."
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[TE2·"They have waited too long for redemption" (reach the dark side, end the world game.)]
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“They” have waited too long for redemption.
It's been too long.
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Ijurel's notes, with more content:
[“Humans are extremely small under the sea of stars, and not huge on the land. In pursuit of the code in their hearts, they elevate themselves, belittle others, regard themselves as the core of the universe, and are filled with all kinds of strange motives.”]
[“But I’ve seen recently that some people are different.”]
【“Maybe he is not a fool.”】
“They are different.”
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"Swish!" Su Mingan suddenly felt light.
My ears suddenly felt hot, my cheeks became sticky, and my whole body felt hot, as if boiling water had been poured over me.
His body suddenly became very light, as if he was flying and turned into a feather or a piece of cloth.
It just so happened that he had already finished reading all the history, so he immediately left the small world, returned to Luowasha, and opened his eyes.
——A dark mist was entangled around him, accompanied by hoarse and roaring whispers. The mist was like maggots on his tarsal bones, clinging to his skin and making a gnawing sound that made his scalp numb.
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