"Yuzi, what do you think of the name 'Wensheng'? I hope that in this cold age, my child can be someone who pays attention to these words. I hope he can be a gentle, kind, just and compassionate person."
"Okja, do you like roses? My lover gave me a bouquet. Let's look at it together."
"Tamako, it's great to have you around."
"Yuzi, come and help me decide what to wear today..."
"Tamako..."
"Tamako..."
“…”
…
Lin Yuzi raised her head.
The azure glass bottle lay in her hand, pressed between her and Su Lixian's chest, and it was sparkling with a beautiful blue light.
as if--
A beautiful blue rose, Su Lixian's favorite.
Holding this "blue rose", in the cracks between the snow, in the cold and lonely cave, Lin Yuzi endured the weakness and hunger all over her body, and slowly smiled.
In the silent cave, the unfinished song of a close friend could be heard.
…
"My child, my child, please don't go away and never come back. Please don't go away and never come back."
"I can't disappoint them before they left. I can't help but walk into the spring..."
…
No.48 link the fire - Yuzi Lin
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Lin Yuzi's life did not last long.
After being rescued by the Human Self-Rescue League, she quickly chose the next suitable Fire Bearer - Dr. Su from the Daoya City Psychological Counseling Center.
Daoya City is her hometown. Since she was a child, she has heard a secret rumor from the elders in the neighborhood, saying that the bishop of Daoya City, Li Mingyue, holds the power to fight against God.
When issuing oracles, the gods would bypass Daoya City, as if it was a place not worthy of attention. But Lin Yuzi knew that something was wrong.
Lin Yuzi gave the glass bottle to Dr. Su of Daoya City. Dr. Su has a clean background, often cooperates with the Human Self-Rescue Alliance, and can also test Li Mingyue without leaving any trace.
Due to hidden injuries sustained during the escape, Lin Yuzi soon died of illness.
Before she died, she came to Su Lixian's grave despite her sick body, humming folk songs.
Everyone else put down their chrysanthemums silently and sadly, but she put down a bunch of bright blue roses, like an outlier in the crowd.
She held a bright red umbrella, sang loudly in the gray rain, and wore bright lipstick on her lips. In the black and white crowd of mourners, she was the most intense color.
After Lin Yuzi passed away, her tomb was next to Su Lixian's.
…
The two tombstones stood side by side in the rain, as if a pair of close friends had been standing here for a long time.
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No.49 Link the Fire (Link the Fire) Jihe Su (Su Jihe)
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Su Mingan broke away from the 48th painting.
At this moment his tear glands were sore, but he did not cry. He just stared at the 47th and 48th paintings.
In the painting, Su Lixian holds a harp in her hands, lowering her eyebrows, with beautiful flowers and trees behind her. A blue glass bottle lies in her chest pocket, emitting a dazzling halo.
In the painting, Lin Yuzi is sitting in a cave, holding lipstick in her hand, as if there is someone outside the painting who is being painted with lipstick. She smiles with curved eyebrows and bright lips, as if she has never been in a desperate situation.
Su Mingan seemed to see wings growing from the mother's back, and she spread her wings and flew away from the cave. She soared freely in the wind, leaving death with the special medicine. And everything he had seen before was just a false story, they all survived.
But he knew that they were gone. What he saw was indeed the last scene before their death. The story is not perfect, and reality is not a fairy tale.
His eyes felt slightly sore.
"Su Mingan..." Noel next to him saw Su Mingan's expression change slightly.
"I'm fine." Su Mingan said.
He once thought that Su Lixian was the origin of his mother, an irresponsible lunatic, but he found that Su Lixian was indeed a good mother.
He recalled the tombstone of Su Lixian in the picture. There were a few lines of small words engraved under her tombstone. They should be a passage that Su Lixian had thought of as early as when she was in the research institute.
…
【Wen Sheng.】
[If you have the opportunity to visit my mother's grave in the future, please allow me to say sorry to you. It was my mother who chose the world and left you.]
[As you grow up, you will definitely hate your mother. Hate why your mother doesn’t come back, hate why your mother doesn’t call you, hate why your mother has the leisure to plant flowers and paint... Mom can only say to you, I’m sorry. It’s because mom can’t participate in your life. ]
[Too many people's memories are in my mind, confusing and painful. I tried to remember your name over and over again, but I couldn't forget it.]
[Mom wants all children to be able to plant flowers and paint in the future, rather than being forced to erase history and destroy all art paintings.]
[Mom won’t tell you what kind of person you want to be in the future. Mom just wants you to be happy.]
[You can become a pianist, a guard like your father, a researcher like your mother, a teacher, a cleaner, a doctor, a host, or a clerk.]
[Mom didn’t give birth to you because she wanted you to become great.]
【I hope you are happy. 】
…
When Su Mingan recalled the words on the tombstone, his heart felt like it was hit by something, and he felt a dull pain.
But thinking of Su Lixian's smile, thinking of how Su Lixian looked when she kissed the photo, thinking of the "love" she wrote on Lin Yuzi's palm when she was dying, Su Mingan felt that his missing heart seemed to be filled a little, although there was still a big hole, still leaking air endlessly.
The lush sycamore tree outside Su Wensheng's window in Daoya City was transplanted by Su Lixian the year she gave birth to Su Wensheng. It was a gift from her and her husband Liu Chongping. As time passed, the sycamore tree grew taller and taller, towering like a canopy.
It always stood there. When Su Mingan arrived, the sycamore tree outside the window was still there.
——There is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted by my wife in the year of her death. Now it has grown tall and majestic like a canopy.
He put his hand on his heart, as if there was also a blue glass bottle there. It is also called "Hope of Humanity".
Then he suddenly realized at this moment - perhaps a long, long time ago, his heart had become this glass bottle, rather than any other warm flesh and blood.
"Su Ming'an." Noel said.
Su Mingan looked up.
Noel pointed to the fiftieth painting.
“Some things will last forever. Even if you destroy it again and again, it will still come back to life.” Noel’s eyes are very similar to Lin Yuzi’s.
He smiled slightly.
"Like your eyes, like sparks, like, love."
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