The white hair fluttered in the biting cold wind, like fine snow that was gradually melting.
In her last look - Tang - she finally saw spring.
……But,
Why?
Why couldn't she survive? Why, in order to preserve human history... why did even an old lady have to die in such pain?
He sobbed and hugged her headless body, crying. At that moment... he finally understood how much mankind had to pay in order to preserve an era.
He has worn a mask ever since.
A leader does not need to show his emotions. Everyone he cares about may become a tool for his enemies to threaten him.
So - if the leader is cold-hearted and becomes a cold stone statue that people praise, then no one will be hurt by him.
Tang has been standing among the bones, bearing the weight that could crush his spine, reciting their names, and carrying their stories of their lives.
——Until the light of dawn appears.
Ms. Su Lixian's research progress was very fast. She had a doctor companion named "Lin Yuzi". Under their leadership, a special medicine with no side effects has taken shape.
One night, Su Shize stood in front of Tang's door.
Inside the door, Tang was leaning on a chair, his head tilted, his right hand still writing, with hundreds of marching records in front of him. He was wearing a mask and his eyes were closed, as if he had suddenly fallen asleep while writing.
It was not until Su Shize came in and covered him with a quilt that Tang opened his eyes and continued to write tomorrow's military arrangements.
"Tang. You have been wearing the mask for too long." Su Shize looked at him.
The moonlight poured in from the window, outlining Tang's sharp-edged black mask. This mask was a demon mask with ferocious goat horns, to intimidate those who were not convinced.
Tang's pen tip paused.
"I haven't seen your face for a long time. Can you take off the mask and let me see it?" Su Shize said.
Don hesitated and removed his mask.
Su Shize stared at Tang for a long time.
As the leader of the Human Self-Saving Alliance, Tang is not very old. His face still has the dullness of a young man, and his eyebrows are still determined, but these emotions will be hidden under the evil ghost mask, and no one will see them.
——He seemed to have become a cold symbol or a flag. As for how his heart would be shaken and painful, no one could touch it.
Su Shize stared at Tang for a long time, his eyes tracing his eyebrows, nose, and lips, as if he wanted to completely imprint this face that he would never show to anyone again in his mind. Only then did Tang vaguely realize that he actually had a human face, not a cold mask.
He didn't understand what Su Shize was looking at until he met Su Shize's eyes.
In Su Shize's eyes, Tang saw many things.
He thought he must be hallucinating - otherwise how could he see so many clear images, all concentrated in one person's pupil?
——Flying white birds, blooming flowers, timeless poems and paintings.
So beautiful.
It makes one want to cry.
He shifted his gaze slightly and saw the rows of photos on the cabinet - those were the people who had been very familiar with him in the early days of the war, and he had kept their images.
Audis, Lawson, Michelle, Martha...
"Do you want to continue?" Su Shize moved a chair and sat down with his back to him.
Under the moonlight, their shadows were very long.
"Um."
"A special medicine with no side effects will soon be available. By then, everyone will remember history..."
"Um."
"But that's not enough. If the gods can erase our history, they can erase it a second time. We must continue to fight until the Holy Alliance no longer exists, until humans no longer submit to the gods, until... the gods take back their orders."
"Um."
"It's a long and difficult road, Tang. It's a long and difficult road..."
"yes."
"But I know you will keep going. When you succeed, I want to go to your hometown with you to see the white morning glory flowers. I remember you said that your hometown is full of beautiful morning glory flowers. If you can find a white one during the New Year, you will have peace and happiness for the rest of your life."
"……good."
"When the time comes, we will also pick some white morning glory flowers for everyone and place them in front of everyone's grave."
"Yes."
"Tang. Actually, I really hope that day will come. My grandpa, grandma, dad, and mom all died in this war."
"I can't let them down before they left. I can't help but walk into the spring..." Su Shize's voice became lower and lower.
“…”
Tang turned around and found that Su Shize had fallen asleep. The moonlight shone on his somewhat weathered face, and their eyebrows and eyes were similarly tired.
The chairs were facing each other, so it was difficult for Tang to reach out to Su Shize. So he just looked back, without touching him, for a long time, until the moonlight moved and a ray of morning light appeared from the distant mountains.
This place is close to the border of Longcheng and is surrounded by mountains.
The thermos cup containing wolfberries on the table was still hot. Tang opened the lid, looked at the steam, and drank it all in one gulp.
He felt a slight pain in his throat, and then he realized that the water was very hot. His five senses were already quite blurred, and he could hardly tell the temperature of the water. He had been carrying the emotions and memories of forty-four people for too long, and no Firebearer had ever lived for so long. He could clearly sense that his physical condition was getting worse, and even walking steadily was difficult.
“…”
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