"It doesn't matter! I'm not afraid of hardship. What I fear most is having no hope."
"Anything else you wish for?"
"If I can't be a guard, I can be a scientist who benefits the world, an astronaut who travels in space, or a security guard who stands guard..." He freely imagined the possibilities of his future.
There are millions of possibilities, and there must be better and more distant possibilities. No matter who you want to be, there is a chance.
As long as you study hard, you will have a colorful future... This is what the teachers always say in school.
Licking the cream on his lips, his thoughts floated into the sky. He imagined himself becoming a very powerful person when he grew up, clearing away all the injustices in the world, bringing poetry and painting back to this numb age... saving the whole world...
Until there was a knock on the door.
Mom and Dad immediately quieted down and looked towards the door with respectful expressions.
The godfather, dressed in white, stood at the door, as if bathed in the glow of the sunset, his eyes cold and indifferent.
"Wen Sheng, happy birthday." His voice was as cold as frost and snow.
Su Wensheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, “Godfather!”
When he was very young, this immortal figure became his godfather. People said that since Bishop Li thought so highly of Su Wensheng, Su Wensheng must be a very powerful person in the future, and he might even become a half-immortal.
Li Mingyue turned and left, but Su Wensheng quickly caught up with her.
"What?" Li Mingyue did not turn back.
"Godfather! You have always thought so highly of me. Can I give you a gift in the future? When is your birthday? I heard that butterflies can bring good luck..."
Li Mingyue walked straight forward, and Su Wensheng couldn't keep up. When Li Mingyue's back disappeared, Su Wensheng ran out of breath and could only walk back with regret.
The Godfather...didn't seem to care about his gift.
Perhaps to the Godfather, he was just a student. Nothing...special about him.
He lowered his head and walked back somewhat dejectedly, the moonlight lengthening his figure.
"Catch a butterfly and show it to me."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.
Su Wensheng turned around in surprise and saw that the godfather, who had already walked away, appeared behind him again.
The pair of icy eyes that had not changed for a thousand years trembled and looked back at him. The moonlight stretched their figures at the same time and mixed them together.
"Catch a butterfly and show it to me."
Li Mingyue looked at the little boy and repeated.
If you can... show me additional possibilities. If you can... be great enough to replace the savior who is coming. I am willing to believe in your future.
so,
Catch a "butterfly" and show it to me.
This Daoya City, it is almost impossible for a butterfly to appear, it has been polluted to be very fast and sensitive. If you can catch it as an ordinary person, it is a miracle.
I long for a miracle. Let me...let you go, save you...who are destined to wither after the age of nineteen.
I long for...
"Your" naive and childish idealism.
The boy was stunned for a moment, and then a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, bright and clear, innocent and naive.
The boy could not understand the deep meaning of the godfather's words, he just thought -
It turns out that the Godfather likes butterflies.
Very good.
He likes it too.
…
Li Mingyue had dreamed of that blue lake countless times.
The broken-winged angel kissed the lake surface and fell into the moon in the water of East Lake in Inaya City. Under the blue full moon, the boy passed away silently.
Li Mingyue had wondered countless times what this was. Was it a sacrifice destined to the savior? A life destined to be tragic? Or was it a nightmare that tormented him for a thousand years?
Why can't we retain some idealistic innocence? Why can't two saviors coexist in the world?
Why... did fate have to... drown a young man full of ideals in the end?
Whenever he thought of Su Wensheng's eyes at the last moment, he would feel that his hands were stained with blood.
He began to fear seeing everything that Su Wensheng had left behind. His heart, which had been indifferent for a thousand years, was broken by the death of a child.
Whether it was the rusty pencil cases, school bags, or textbooks left behind by the teenagers, every time he saw them, he felt as if he had sunk into a nightmare that never stopped day and night.
Su Wensheng's struggle, pain, and despair filled his heart. Every time he walked under the blue moon and to the edge of East Lake, he seemed to see a shadow waving at him.
"Godfather, look, this is the butterfly I caught for you... Oops, the butterfly escaped."
"Godfather, look, the butterfly has escaped."
"godfather."
"The butterfly escaped."
Over and over again, again and again, the scene of Su Wensheng catching butterflies for him was replayed before his eyes, day and night, like a nagging nightmare.
Since childhood, every time Su Wensheng came to the church to study, he would try to bring him a butterfly. But butterflies are rare in Daoya City, and even if they are caught, they will quickly break free and escape.
When he was eighteen years old, Su Wensheng finally caught a butterfly and presented it to Li Mingyue.
When Li Mingyue's eyes trembled and she was about to pray to the gods to let Su Wensheng go... Su Wensheng suddenly smiled and let go of the butterfly in his hand.
Under Li Mingyue's astonished gaze, Su Wensheng looked at the dancing butterfly:
"Let it go."
"The sky is beautiful, and there are wild flowers outside Inaya Castle."
"I have seen too many tragedies over the years, most of which were caused by gods. I believe that luck must be earned by oneself, and not by the blessing of gods. I wonder what the point of pinning my hopes on butterflies has been for more than a decade. I clearly know... butterflies don't have any extra meaning."
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