"...Please take me away."
Take me away.
Leave this desolate and disgusting land.
Away from the sarcastic and teasing gazes of the ministers.
Away from his father's greedy and coveting eyes.
The white light kissed his body, the snow on the ground embraced him, his short golden hair was lifted up, the sunlight stayed on his eyelashes, and pieces of cloth and flesh were decomposing and disappearing in the silent ticking sound...
He had dreamed of knights countless times in his dreams at night.
The knight smiled, held out his hand, and said:
"The sunflower beds in your palace are so beautiful. I have never seen such beautiful ones."
"And you also asked the gardener to plant the dandelions that I advised you to plant before. I'm flattered to see that you take such good care of them."
"But I beg your pardon for declining your offer to go for a walk with me. This is the only thing I cannot do with you."
Facing his questioning gaze, the knight put a finger in front of his lips and smiled mysteriously:
"…The reason is kept secret."
Now Vaughn finally knew the reason.
Because the knight just wanted to take a walk with a buddy.
All Fu En needs to do is grow sunflowers.
…
Tianyu raised his head.
This was the second snow she had seen today.
Most of the snow in the north is like this, warm and not intense at all, making people feel like they are being caressed and kissed by the fluffy snow.
However, the snow today seems a little hotter.
She stretched out her fingers, and a piece of snow fell on her fingertips. She could feel the warmth... the warmth coming from the little prince's body.
This is the sacrifice transformed into pure white flesh and blood, a warm and silent snow.
Then, she saw a purple figure striding forward and raising his hand.
——gently, gently touched the little prince's head.
Compassionately, tenderly, indifferently, habitually, yet unaccustomed to... stroking the little prince's head, fingertips retracted, movements gentle. Like a god stroking a lamb, or like a person stroking another person.
"It's free to touch." Su Mingan said: "It's not a wish."
The little prince smiled, but this smile was not relieved, and even seemed unwilling:
"Thank you, thank you..."
This can't be called a smile of relief at the last moment.
It even looks a little hideous and twisted, with a strong sense of self-depression.
He didn't even know how to face Si Que, who was his idol, but also the one who caused his knight to turn against him and caused his tragedy. But undoubtedly, he still admired her in his heart.
He used up his last bit of strength to move forward, stretched out his transparent hands, the knight's sword fell to the ground, and he grasped Su Ming'an's wrist.
Scalding, scorching, and like a piece of snow.
"Si Que..." He said:
"It is... the glory of the world... the shepherd of time... the beacon of life..."
"Every time my father touched my head, the look in his eyes made me want to vomit. Every time my mother touched my head, there was a mixture of love and hate in her eyes... She was jealous of me, but I didn't want it at all..."
"This kind of thing is hard to talk about. If others hear it, it seems like a huge shame."
"So, that's great. That loser Aini isn't here, so he won't have to see me in such a mess."
"Just tell him that I have left the Hell Plane to look for opportunities. I will definitely be able to do better than him in the future."
"Okay." Su Mingan said.
But there are too many things he needs to remember, and too many people he needs to say goodbye to.
Vaughn gasped quickly:
"Humph... I sacrificed myself unwillingly in order to keep you all alive... This... is much better... than being a loser like him... Humph."
These were his last words.
It was neither a eulogy for the knight nor a blessing for the idol, but just a childish show of strength.
He is indeed a child.
Live innocently, live innocently, die innocently.
I was always deceived and thought I was loved.
Always immersed in misery, yet thinking oneself to be happy.
It was thought that the knights would always be by the king's side, but the king died because of the knights.
“Wow!”
Su Ming'an's palms were burning hot, and he suddenly saw a heavy snowfall in front of him - the heavy snow blocked his vision, like a swan feather suddenly blown up by an air current.
And the next moment, there was nothing under his palm.
Countless snow-white fragments floated in the air.
The boy's expression always shows a pure happiness, without affectation, complexity or hesitation.
Until it finally disappeared, his eyes were clear.
——That is a kind of pure happiness.
Su Mingan took a step forward and picked up the knight's sword that had completely lost its luster. The hilt was hot, and it seemed to retain the temperature of the boy's forehead. A sunflower earring was lying on the ground. It turned out that the boy had collected the other earring.
Under the same temple, in the same heavy snow.
…
—Did he overtake his knight?
…
[·April 5, 2025 9:10]
In front of me is a bowl of steaming wide noodles.
“Delicious! Delicious! Chew, chew, chew…”
Chen Yuhang ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. The grandmother beside him smiled and said, "Is it delicious? You can just rest at my house and wait until those soldiers are far away before you leave."
"Yes! Auntie, let me tell you, the exams have become more and more difficult recently." Chen Yuhang complained: "In the past few years, the math exam only tested the Venus de Milo, and in recent years, conic sections and derivatives have become more and more abstract. I want to choose the full liberal arts, but no one wants me. Biology is tortured by Mendel, and chemistry is tortured by x and y. It's so annoying..."
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