It was in this perfect calm that he clearly heard the voice of his heart for the first time.
The decision to leave came suddenly and naturally.
In the evening, he saw the sunset dyeing the snowfield into a rosy color, and the smoke from the distant village rising straight into the sky.
Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel heartbroken.
He knew that he could no longer endure the feeling of suffocation under this beauty, just like an insect could not endure being trapped in amber forever.
That night, he packed his bags very carefully, for fear of waking up his sleeping hometown.
Moonlight slipped in from the sea, drawing a silver line on the ground he was standing on, like a sign to guide him.
When he gently closed the door, he still wanted to take a last look at his brother.
He turned back.
But his brother stood at the entrance, his long silver-blue hair hanging down on his shoulders, his eyes as deep as the sea looking at him calmly, without trying to keep him or blaming him.
They were already accustomed to silence between them.
"Take good care of yourself."
My brother only said this in the end, his voice was low and cold, like the water flowing deep in the glacier.
He nodded but didn't answer.
The moment he put on the mask and turned around, he heard the slight cracking sound of the glacier under his feet, like a silent farewell.
——
This is the permafrost in the Far North. Their home is built under the glacier and wrapped in thick ice walls, like a sleeping ancient palace.
He is a mixed-race, only one-quarter mermaid blood, with a few strands of dark blue faintly visible among his black hair, but it is far less pure than his brother's.
In the records of ancient sacrificial temples, mixed blood means uncleanness and a desecration of ancient oaths.
So, he left.
——
Finally, he came to this base.
Celesburn College.
Although his bloodline is not pure, perhaps because of his mixed blood, he has a strong learning ability and can control extremely strong mental power.
This is where the chosen ones of the entire Suixi Galaxy gather, and coincidentally, he is one of them.
He is truly worthy of the title of destiny.
No one here knew his origins, no one would look at him strangely, and no one would whisper about "the half-blood who was despised by the ancient shrine."
Here, he is just himself.
——
Moreover, life at the base was more lively than he had imagined.
In the training cabin, the roar of the engine is deafening; on the simulated battlefield, energy beams interweave into a web; in the holographic projection in the rest area, interstellar news is played in turn.
No one would deliberately avoid him, and no one would whisper behind his back.
He could finally—
Breathe freely.
He also met several like-minded partners with different personalities at the base.
Nansong has a pretty face, but she likes to complain secretly, and her temper is sometimes as hot as a volcano that can erupt at any time.
Moreover, when we first met, I noticed that the other person had a rare long green hair. The hair seemed to be dyed with the smoky green color of late spring, and it was tinged with misty blue as it flowed under the light, as if all the rain in the south of the Yangtze River was gathered into the tips of the hair.
She had a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, with slightly upturned corners and clear black pupils.
His lips were painted with cinnabar, and even when he wasn't smiling, he had a sense of elegance. However, his jawline was extremely thin, which diluted the bright color and instead revealed a bit of cold oriental charm.
When she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a light grey shadow on her porcelain-white skin, which reminded Ma Tuan of the paintings of ladies from ancient books - beneath the meticulously painted skin, there was an unsheathed soft knife.
Apart from these coincidences, the two of them are simply cut from the same cloth - both love to wander around aimlessly, always want to try new snacks when they come across them, and are extremely crazy when playing.
Bai Di is a taciturn cool guy who appears to be indifferent to everything, but in fact he has sharper ears than anyone else and loves to hide in the corner to eavesdrop on gossip.
She was born with the appearance of a bodhisattva, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the appearance of a man and a woman.
Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly upturned, with a light brown teardrop mole at the end of her eyes. When she was silent, she looked like a white jade Guanyin.
But he has a cold personality and always has a stern face, which turns his feminine appearance into a fierce heroic one.
Although they didn't talk much, every time the three of them went out to eat and paid the bill, no matter how much Nansong yelled or how much Matuan insisted, they were always silenced by Bai Di with a witty remark he made when they first met. He also always pushed Blore down on his seat, and the three of them always let him pay the bill in the end.
But the most special one is Blore, this weird guy with chains wrapped around his body. He has the face of a handsome boy, but his mind is always filled with some bizarre ideas.
Moreover, the chains did not look out of place on his body. Instead, they looked like the icy strings of a guqin, casting flowing shadows on his white hunting clothes as he breathed.
Walking in the metal corridor of Yunweis Town in this outfit, he looked like a page torn out from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and even his footsteps echoed in the bluestone alleys.
When sitting quietly, it is like a meticulous white-ink painting, with contour lines so clean that they are almost sharp - the turning point between the brow bone and the nose bridge is like the crackle of celadon, and the lip line is the perfect arc at the edge of the inkstone.
He couldn't put his finger on the feeling, and so every time he acted foolishly, he saw Blore's face and it took eight points off his anger.
Strangely enough, whether it was advanced intelligent creatures or lower animals, they all had an inexplicable sense of closeness to Blore—Ma Tuan himself was no exception, although he couldn't explain why.
He and Nansong indeed share the same origin—one is like a celadon soul walking out of a rainy alley, the other is like a spirit born from the patterns of a bronze tripod.
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