Lin Guang is catching a butterfly.
He held up the insect net, and thousands of ginkgo leaves flew around him, like a golden dream.
The sunlight shone through the golden leaves, and he tilted his head back, as if he wanted to bury his head in the entire spring scenery.
"Da, da, da."
Stepping on the soft carpet of golden leaves, he stretched out his hand, but the butterfly quickly flew away, so he began to use the insect net to try to catch the butterfly.
“Bang!”
There was a crisp sound, as if Lin Guang's force was too great, and one of the butterfly's wings was torn by the insect net.
At this time, the butterfly spoke.
Poor insect catcher.
[You want to capture me, but this will tear my wings apart. ]
[You want to keep me, but you will only get a specimen. ]
[Let me go, let me go, give me time to escape. ]
[If you can catch up with me, I will stop running away. ]
…
Lin Guang felt very curious because he had never seen a talking butterfly.
"Okay, you run away and I'll chase you," he said.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and flew away.
It flew in the air, leaving a trail of blood. Lin Guang followed it slowly, holding the insect net.
The ginkgo trees were lush and the wind was gentle, with the ginkgo leaves dancing rustling. The bloodstains on the ground dripped and melted into the golden carpet.
Lin Guang was walking in this half-asleep and half-awake state, as if he was walking on soft ground, with a subtle sense of pleasure in his heart.
…
[Poor insect catcher, why did you leave me here? ]
[My wings are not gorgeous, and my shape and color are not perfect. I am not outstanding compared to other butterflies. Why do you fall in love with me? ]
Lin Guang answered——
"You're the first butterfly I've ever seen that isn't afraid of the bug catcher."
"Of course I want to keep you."
…
【Then come and chase me, then come and chase me. 】
[Poor insect catcher, then come chase me. ]
…
Lin Guang quickened his pace.
For a moment, he forgot who he was and his mission. The only thing in his eyes was the stumbling butterfly in flight, its golden wings covered with a layer of brilliant sunlight.
He didn't dare to look away, because the butterfly looked too much like the flying ginkgo leaves, and it liked to hide among the ginkgo leaves.
"But how can a butterfly and a leaf be the same?" he whispered.
One is alive, a small miracle in the sun, while the other has reached the end of its life, fallen from the branch, and will soon become mud.
…
【Come and chase it, come and chase it. 】
[Insect Catcher, chase me with all your might, and try to catch me with your insect net. ]
…
Amid the dancing ginkgo leaves, the butterfly shuttled between the old trees, flying above the towering trees that were as tall as a hundred-meter-high building. Its wings opened and closed, reflecting the sunlight - so free and brilliant. It seemed as if all the beauty in the world was gathered on that butterfly shadow.
Lin Guang followed closely all the way, and the butterfly's escape space was gradually compressed by him, and more and more blood was shed.
…
[Poor insect catcher...]
…
"Butterfly, what did you say?" Lin Guang heard the voice.
…
[You killed so many butterflies, stripped them of their lives, and crushed their bodies. You are so high and mighty, and you treat butterflies as your slaves. How can you possibly get the praise of butterflies? ]
…
"I am an insect catcher, why do I need praise?" Lin Guang said, "There are too many ugly and stupid butterflies in this world, and the world does not need them."
…
[Foolish insect catcher, this is where your pity lies.]
[If God only assigns 30 great men to each era, the great men of each era will produce a fixed amount of advanced technology and ideas to enable civilization to continue. If you wipe out all the stupid people except the great men, the human history will suddenly speed up. Do you think you have extended human history or shortened human history?]
[Isn’t human history a kind of ecological balance? A certain number of great men, a certain number of ordinary people, and a certain number of sinners can form the formula of an era.]
[Great men are responsible for speeding up the pace of the times. Sinners are responsible for slowing down the pace of the times and preventing mankind from accelerating its extinction. In this way, a civilization can last for a long time. ]
[From what perspective do you judge the balance between 'great men' and 'fools'? ]
…
Lin Guang stared at the butterfly running away in front of him.
Its words pierced his heart more and more, like a knife cutting into his thoughts.
"I..." he said softly.
…
[No butterfly will love you, and you cannot be loved.] The butterfly said:
[The many butterfly specimens you made yourself doom you to sin. You will never be loved in this life.]
…
"I make specimens for the butterfly itself," Lin Guang said. "I'm just waiting for him to shoot me."
…
【Yeah? 】
The butterfly laughed:
【is that so? 】
…
Lin Guang was mocked by a butterfly and he felt angry.
He gripped the insect net tighter in his hand, stared at the position of the butterfly, swung it hard, and the insect net flew over with a strong wind.
…
[Insect catcher——Insect catcher——!!]
[If your original intention was good, why did you commit so much murder? ]
[If you keep silent, how can you get others' understanding? ]
[How can you pay for the evil you committed with your own hands! How can you revive the creatures you killed with your own hands! Your sins cannot be washed away——]
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