[Act 1: Little Magpie]
【The adults said, you should be a brave man. 】
[Holding the sharpest sword in the village, running the fastest in the countryside, flying the highest on the edge of the cliff, going through countless training and sweat, and finally defeating the evil demon king. ]
[But he doesn't want to be a hero, he just wants to be a little magpie on the roadside. ]
[He climbed up the rocks and sang loudly, sketched in the fields, rowed a boat to collect folk songs, and painted on rocks... The adults criticized him for being idle and said he would never become a brave man and would eventually become mediocre.]
[“But in life, you are the most important thing.” He said: “If you can’t be the fastest runner, just keep moving forward. If you can’t be the highest flyer, just don’t fall off a cliff. The world should allow ordinary people like me to exist.”]
[The adults looked at him disapprovingly, as if life was a machine in their eyes. Studying, practicing martial arts, competing for the title of Brave, getting married, having children, passing on the legacy of the next generation of Brave... Every step must be gear-coupled, and one wrong step will lead to a fall into the abyss.]
[He smiled and said: "Let others take the limelight. I just need to cheer for the heroes from behind. What do you expect a little magpie to do? Magpies can only eat wheat. Magpies cannot beat tigers and lions."]
…
Su Mingan opened his eyes.
He was in a vast white space, with nothing around him but endless emptiness.
"Where is this?" He held the quill in his hand and walked forward: "Where did the quill take me..."
He soon realized something was wrong. His height...
He looked down and saw that the man had long, slightly curly golden hair draped over his shoulders. He was wearing a clean white long coat and trousers and was about 1.4 meters tall.
He opened the mirror and saw a child's androgynous face, with long, golden, slightly curly hair, deep blue eyes, and immature facial features.
How did he become a child?
At this moment, in this white space, a person walked towards him.
The man had long purple hair and golden eyes that burned like the sun. His hair was a little messy, but it had a natural curl, as if it was the work of spring and warm wind. He wore a burgundy waistcoat and an off-white robe, embroidered with musical notes and bird patterns. A few manuscripts were casually stuffed into the bag at his waist, revealing a few ink spots. He carried a small golden lyre on his back.
His age is similar to Su Mingan's at this time, about eleven or twelve years old.
"...Si Que?" Su Mingan asked in surprise.
This purple-haired boy looks like Si Que when he was a child.
Su Mingan wanted to rewrite the story of Floating City in the Daytime, so why did he meet Si Que when he was a child?
The purple-haired boy stopped in front of Su Mingan, but his eyes passed through him, as if he didn't see him. He sat down and spoke to the air:
"…Good morning. The sun is shining brightly today. The wheat is ripe. I can smell the aroma of baking bread in the village."
"Many children grew up, and Uncle Hunter was training them. They always ran around the hill for several laps, sweating profusely. I would lean on the treetops, watching them train, and occasionally writing a poem."
"Of course, there is always gossip. Grandma Martha, who sells soy sauce, says I have no future. Uncle Raman, the hunter, scolds me for being idle. Teacher Pearl advises me to go to school, saying that if I don't learn to swing a sword like other children of my age, I won't be able to pass the village exam in the future, and I won't be able to become a respected warrior, and I will live a mediocre life."
Su Mingan reached out to touch Xiao Si Que, but found that there was an invisible barrier between them.
In this white space, he could see Xiao Sique, but Xiao Sique could not see him.
Little Sique was talking to himself while writing and drawing on the manuscript paper.
"Sometimes, I get confused... Does not becoming a hero mean that my life is worthless? Are we just living to survive? Or do we live to be admired by others or to achieve social significance?" He is very young, but he is thinking about such questions:
"Then, if this is really the reason, then 99% of the tens of billions of individuals in Rovasha are dispensable. Even if their social significance is erased and they disappear from this world, it will not cause any fluctuations."
"When one's basic material needs and physical functions are met, and one's personal wishes tend not to value the admiration of others and social recognition, life becomes a journey. There is no need to pursue anything or achieve anything."
"It doesn't matter if you don't become a hero. Let those who are willing to pursue pursue. I just want to write poetry."
Little Sique changed his sitting position and buried his head in writing on the manuscript paper.
Su Mingan walked over to take a look. Little Si Que was drawing. It was a... food chain.
…
Act II: Food Chain
【Little Magpie once thought that many things that Luo Vasa did were unreasonable.】
【For example, the food chain. 】
[The strongest tiger warrior in the village could not break the protective feathers of the Sky Clan baby even if he trained for a lifetime. And the Sky Clan baby can crush them into meat patties with just a move of his fingers.]
[Some people’s finish line is just someone else’s starting line… No, they can’t even reach the starting line. ]
[Yesterday, a young man in the village, Oppa, told him that although he is only a teenager, Oppa feels that his life as an animal has come to an end. In 24 hours a day, only about one hour belongs to him. The rest of the time is spent on training, interpersonal relationships, work... It has been a long time since he last felt happy. He only feels tired when he does nothing. Oppa feels that he is just a replicant who is no different from other people. He can see his future life from the people around him. ]
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