"Every time I see you, my chest feels like fireworks go off with joy. I don't understand what this feeling is."
"I can't understand why raising the corners of my mouth is a smile, and why tears in my eyes is crying, but when I see you I have these reactions. It seems that everything around me is black and white, but you have color."
"I can't resist approaching you, even though I know that this doesn't fit my inherent behavior pattern and that you are a deviation and error in my programming."
"I can't give up on you."
“…”
Su Mingan felt as if a thousand-pound iron scale was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to utter a word.
Lin Guang saw his expression and changed the subject:
"Lewis, I have good news for you."
"The shot you just made was successful. The god has disappeared into Kaiusta. At least in this simulation, he can't appear again."
"Really?" Su Mingan said.
When he raised his head——
In the sky, white birds were flying everywhere.
On the burnt earth, confused people stood up.
An ancient bell rang from the clock tower, and the hour hand passed the top position, heralding the arrival of a new day.
The data stream of 0s and 1s around Su Mingan was still radiating brilliance. There was a rumbling sound all around him. Due to the chain reaction of the collapse of the central building, the platform also began to collapse.
Su Mingan immediately hugged Lin Guang tightly to block the flying bricks and stones.
The rooftop collapsed beneath their feet, but the two did not fall rapidly. The floating data streams around them slowed their descent.
Lin Guang’s hands were burning hot.
Even though the hands were becoming increasingly blurred, Su Mingan could still feel the touch. A complete, warm touch, a touch that felt like life.
"Lin Guang, you said before, 'Stay here'..." Su Ming'an's voice trembled.
"Of course I will [stay]." Lin Guang paused and said, "When a program completes its mission, it loses its value of existence. Only human life has meaning. I am just data. After being used up, I will be deleted. Besides, I am just 0321, a program that has completed its mission."
"You are not a program, you are..." Su Mingan wanted to call out a new name, but found that he couldn't call it out. The person in front of him was not "Lü Shu" or "Lin Guang", and calling him "0321" seemed too cold.
He suddenly felt a trace of despair. It turned out that this was what had been making Lin Guang sad.
"Just call me Lin Guang." Lin Guang whispered, "I have completed the mission of the program. Praise me, okay?"
His heart was clearly an icy-cold dawn system, but he felt as if it was beating hotly. Just like... he really had a human heart, and the heat burned his face slightly red.
"Okay." Su Ming'an said, "Thank you. Lin Guang, you did a great job."
He saw the sunlight clearly shrouding Lin Guang's pale eyes like a slow motion. He saw Lin Guang slowly loosen his hand covering his chest, revealing a heart emitting the blue light of a source-breaking bullet.
It was as if a gust of wind blew into them, blowing away the barriers between them.
Su Mingan remembered Lin Guang's smile when he walked with him, his concentration when he played the flute for him, his seriousness when he drew for him, and those... the dragon characters written stroke by stroke, and those couplets.
He couldn't imagine that this wasn't a life.
What is the difference between life and program?
"Lovis, I'm so envious... of those who can accompany you, those who spend a long time with you. I'm so... envious." Lin Guang felt deeply distressed. In fact, he was still jealous, jealous of that "Lu Shu". He wished he could keep Louis forever.
But he knew not.
The data collection of the "Trap" program is complete, and the energy supply of the scarlet hose to the heart is about to disappear. If he were a living being, he might really force Lewis to stay, but he is just a program, a lifeless leaf.
But if he were to be disconnected and disappear from the world, he would feel... so reluctant.
It went against his instinctive programming and he was unwilling to accept the reluctance of extinction.
He suddenly remembered what Violet had said.
…
[A connection like that of a family member, an admiration like that of a friend, a love for an independent individual life. This person is different to you, and it can stir up waves in your heart, making you feel that he is a very good person. Have you ever experienced such feelings? If so, it is called "appreciation" and "love." ”]
…
like.
like?
The little child next to the villa, the old lady who sold him flowers on a rainy night, the soldier who entrusted his flute score under the glacier, and the little civilian girl who found his last paint.
The Lewis who walked in the garden villa, the Lewis who listened to the flute music with him in the moonlight, the Lewis who drank tea with him in his dream, and now the Lewis who stood in front of him.
And, this whole world.
Those...seems to be...
…
like?
He felt like crying.
If he was the one who met Lewis first... would things be different?
If he could have more time to talk and walk with Lewis as an equal, instead of exposing his identity as the master of the City of God so early on. If they could stage a peaceful drama under the eyes of the gods and wait together until the end of the 72nd year of the catastrophe.
Is it true... that he will be luckier than that "Lü Shu"?
Those flute scores that I haven’t finished writing yet, those paintings that I’ve only made drafts of, those Chinese characters that I haven’t finished learning…
He still had so much to learn that he hadn't had time to show, and so many gifts that he hadn't given to Lewis.
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