“…”
Su Mingan clenched his sword.
He had never really understood Lin Guang. Even the audience thought that Lin Guang was just a paranoid villain.
But for Lin Guang, no one knows why he became like this, why he was able to become an agent 32 years after the Cataclysm, where he traveled after losing the City of God, what kind of paintings he painted, what kind of music he composed, how he shot himself with a pistol, and how he painfully bandaged himself alone late at night.
All his logical points are out of sync and cannot be connected into a straight line. His words and deeds seem to be running counter to the flow of time.
Even if he regretted it, he never regretted his cruelty, but only regretted not stopping Lewis from loving humans. His ideas, his malice, and the harm he did to others, even he himself would not deny, but openly admitted it -
Yes, I am such a bad person.
That's just who I am.
I hate humans, their selfishness and fickleness disgust me. I feel close to you, and I will protect you.
It's like an extremely straightforward one-way line, what you input is what you output.
The hall was very quiet, with only the colorful flowers still blooming. Lin Guang stood quietly for a while and said, "Forget it."
never mind.
Even Su Mingan didn't know what he was "forgetting".
"If you were more normal, you wouldn't be like this today." Su Ming'an said slowly, "Maybe the long-term emotional resonance made you crazy. You shouldn't connect those hoses in the City of God."
Lin Guang's sight was vague, like a slowly rising wisp of smoke.
For a moment, Su Mingan felt that Lin Guang met his gaze. They seemed to be looking at each other across a non-existent garden path. The steam from the tea blurred their sight, and the figures in their vision became a patch of red and purple light and shadow.
It is like peeping at the moon through a tube. There is you but not me, there is me but not you.
"right."
Finally, Lin Guang spoke slowly.
"I am crazy."
"I am crazy... that's why I wear this Hanfu today."
He himself admitted that he was crazy.
A sharp pain came from the heart.
"Thinking may seem free, but it is limited. Even if you derive your imagination from reality, you will be trapped by experience. But does just wanting to control everyone make you a villain? Or -"
Lin Guang said:
"'Creator', is that the villain?"
"To what extent does a character have to have free will?"
"Am I free? Lewis, are you free too?"
Su Mingan's finger was on the trigger.
Lin Guang was still standing there, his eyes like moist mist in the rain. Bright red blood light surrounded him, the world seemed to be upside down, resonance vibrated from all directions.
Su Mingan had already prepared to resist the resonance. But when the resonance came, he felt that this resonance was not painful, but just made him feel a strong contradiction and struggle, as if he was repeatedly trying to survive in the extremes of ice and fire.
The intensity of his emotions and the contradictions of his thoughts were unprecedented. He was like a baby who had just come into contact with the world.
…
[Nice to meet you. Your name is Lin Guang now, right?] He heard the voice of the gods.
[Yes, don't worry, I will do it according to the previous plot.] This is Lin Guang's voice.
[Then erase your memory. It’s useless to keep it.] The god said.
…
[God, I feel confused. What is the essence of life?] Lin Guang's voice.
[The wind can blow up a leaf, but it cannot blow up a butterfly. Because life has its own power and its own faith.] The voice of God.
[Am I a leaf or a butterfly? ] Lin Guang said.
[Of course you are a leaf.] The god said.
…
[God, why do people always look at me with hatred? Am I doing something wrong?] Lin Guang's voice: [Those who offend God should be punished.]
[Of course it is correct.] The voice of the god patiently advised: [This is for the stability of the world. The masses need a unified belief to save resources.]
[Humans really like to fight among themselves.] Lin Guang said.
【Humans are like this.】 God said.
…
[God, I met a man in the garden villa in District 11 today. His black hair and gray eyes looked very familiar to me. I want to keep him and be friends with him.] Lin Guang's voice.
[It's up to you. It's your freedom.] The god's voice was somewhat careless: [What's his name?]
【Louis.】 Lin Guang said.
[……] The gods said: [No.]
[I want to be friends with him.] Lin Guang said.
[No, except him.] The god said.
[Didn’t you say that I could get whatever I wanted?] Lin Guang said.
【Let’s change someone else.】The god said.
[No, this is the only time I disobey you.] Lin Guang said.
[This is your most wrong decision.] God said.
…
[God, he agreed to take a walk with me today! ] Lin Guang's excited voice.
【……】God has no voice.
[A man named Qiu Li died, and he seemed a little sad. So tonight I played the flute for him and sent him back to the Beacon Fire Gathering Place. He is different from others, he is not afraid of me, he does not hate me, that's great.] Lin Guang said: [Since I can remember, I have never been so happy, he and I will definitely become good friends.]
【……】God has no voice.
【God, God?】 Lin Guang said.
[Don’t kill him accidentally.] The god said.
[If he doesn't anger me, I certainly won't kill him.] Lin Guang said.
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