"Daedalus was a gifted craftsman. His son Icarus, also a gifted craftsman, used his gifted wisdom and skill to create wings made of feathers and wax."
"Before setting off, Daedalus warned Ikaros not to fly too high, otherwise the heat of the sun would melt the wax; nor too low, otherwise the sea water would soak the feathers. 】"
…
Su Liujin felt a long time ago that the world is a script.
Everyone follows the script and does the same thing day after day.
In the script, people are born, grow up, get married, have children, and grow old.
We laugh when we are happy, cry when we are sad, yell when we are angry, and blush when we are shy. Human beings are like a program. When the former is triggered, the latter will be fed back.
The timid become brave, the mean become great, the selfish become selfless, the proud become corrupt, the cunning become loyal, the rational become out of control… Occasionally, someone will break out of their rut and do something completely opposite. This is a rare highlight in the script, a wonderful scene to be boasted about.
People are full of ambition when they are young, and they always have all kinds of advantages favored by God during their childhood. However, children full of wonderful ideas will always gradually become stereotyped adults.
Su Liujin doesn't like this kind of script.
If he will become a stereotyped screenwriter when he grows up, then let him remain a child forever.
"Liu Jin, you are a genius, and geniuses are different."
Yes, I am different.
"Liu Jin, your mind is always full of wonderful ideas. You can always come up with the most ingenious twists and turns. It's incredible. It's as if you have an entire magnificent and romantic fairy tale world under your pen!"
Yes, I am a genius.
"Liu Jin, can you grow up quickly? I, I like you..."
No, geniuses cannot grow up.
If you grow up, you will have jealousy like running water and filth like mud. Isn't that the case with adults? Since entering society and becoming part of the script gear, their brains are no longer as flexible as when they were young.
So, I want to be a child forever. In this way, I am a genius.
…
"[Ikaros began to fly. He looked at everything in the sky excitedly. He seemed to have become a wingless bird. Even without natural wings, he flew into the sky...]"
…
The very beginning.
In Su Liujin’s vague memory, he was not a Turritopsis jellyfish at first, but an “observer” in the world.
He observes the world and cannot intervene in any worldly affairs. He has a deep-rooted responsibility in his heart - to destroy the world before it becomes rotten.
He didn't know where this responsibility came from, he only knew that this seemed to be the meaning of his birth.
But what is the standard of measurement?
Is it rotten if there is some petty theft? Is it rotten if there is constant war? Or, even worse, if everyone kills each other?
He didn't know under what circumstances he would destroy the world, so he just watched from the sidelines.
Images, sounds, movements... words, language, manners... literature, times, etiquette. Humans are used to using rules and regulations to regulate this originally barbaric and disorderly world, using behaviors that defy nature to prove their nobility as civilized creatures, using verbal battles and swordplay to highlight their differences from primitive creatures, and using the iteration of new things and the spiral of the times to highlight their own indispensability.
But in Su Liujin's eyes, humans are actually no different from a drop of rain or a wisp of wind on this land. At least, rain and morning breeze will not bring so much pollution that the world tree will wail all day long.
Su Liujin began to observe.
He lived in a thatched house and had no need for food or water.
…
"['Icarus! Icarus! Stop, you are flying too high! The sun hanging overhead will destroy you!' Daedalus shouted.]"
"[However, Ikaros was so absorbed in the joy of flying that he forgot that he was not a real bird. He was eager to learn how to fly and to be seen by everyone.]"
"[The heat of the sun melted the wax on his wings, and Ikaros fell from the sky into the Aegean Sea, where he died.]"
…
One year, a countryman passed by the thatched cottage and found Su Liujin who had not eaten or drunk anything.
He told the villagers about the matter, and more and more people knew that there was a young man who neither drank nor ate. They regarded Su Liujin as an angel and believed that he could do everything.
A mother with her seriously ill daughter knelt in front of his thatched house for a long time, begging for her to prolong her life; a couple who had been infertile for a long time offered fruits, hoping for a child; old people supporting each other bowed down tremblingly, asking for ten more years; a criminal who was about to be executed cried bitterly, just asking for another chance.
Su Liujin could only observe and didn't respond.
The fireworks of the human world are so vast, and the sounds of hell are so noisy. Everyone wears a mask that is half white and half black. Those who have achieved their wishes by chance send gifts and thank the "white-haired angel" for his grace. Those who have not achieved their wishes secretly curse Su Liujin for being ruthless, claiming that this person's existence will bring disaster.
River, river.
The river that flows through the world is so clearly displayed before his eyes through the Dharma images of all living beings.
He did nothing, but people spontaneously split into the White Church and the Black Church, which gave rise to leaders, elders, guardians, knights, angel attendants, and even angels' wives, concubines, and children. They gave themselves all kinds of titles, as if they could steal divine authority and make every sword they used to kill each other have the justice of a knight.
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