Chapter 659 Why sad?
Chapter 659 Why sad?
【Year 4】
[You begin to get used to life on the Twin Moons. Although you can't speak the same language, the emotions you express are understandable. Although there are two moons here, most of the people under the moonlight are just ordinary people.]
An Ming hasn't celebrated his birthday for a long time. He has tried his best to survive here, and his birthday is just a tool to record time.
Today is An Ming’s fourth year at Shuangyue Star and also his 21st birthday.
When he was 17 years old, he traveled to an unknown world where magic and more mysterious powers existed. Going home was nothing but a distant fantasy.
The left leg that was hit by a guard four years ago has some sequelae, and he would feel unbearable pain if he ran even slightly vigorously.
"The phonetic translation of 'I am your father' is very similar to 'hello' in this world, and 'I am going to take a shower today' is 'If you have the guts, don't run away'..."
In the diary filled with words, An Ming recorded the language he learned today. Although this method was stupid and troublesome, it was indeed effective.
If there are identical characters between the sentence structures of a language, we can infer from them and learn more characters.
Under the glow of the silver moon, the boy's face was still clean and handsome, but he looked a little thin. Only his eyes still sparkled with an indomitable fighting spirit.
If I wanted to give up, I should have ended my life in prison two years ago. Since I chose to survive, I will try my best to find a way to go home.
Only when you truly leave your hometown can you realize that the distant daily life in the past has long become an untouchable memory.
The night wind flipped the pages of paper, and An Ming leaned back in his chair, looking at the silver moon at the end of his sight.
"Only the bright moon remains to remind me of the past"
"Warming wine and meeting bosom friends"
“May I ask how many people in the world know me well?”
Under the bright silver moon, the young man hummed softly in the moonlight, thinking of his hometown that he could never return to and the unspeakable loneliness.
The holy city thousands of miles away reflects the same lonely moon, and people are bathing in the same moonlight.
On the crystal-clear terrace, the breeze blew the feather-white hair, and the moon shadow in the light blue pupils swayed slightly, reflecting only the tiny stars.
The girl's hair fluttered in the wind, and her fingertips gently stroked the cold railing.
"you..."
This simple character is difficult and obscure to pronounce.
She opened her lips slightly, stretched out her left hand towards the silver moon, and whispered softly: "Who... are you?"
No one answered, only the silver moon still hung silently in the sky.
【fifth year】
[You found a job, in Blue Star terms it should be a civil engineering job, but it is just simple physical labor that does not require complicated language communication, the recruiter did not reject you because of your weird reputation]
[Every night, no matter how tired you are, you will continue to add details to the simple map. The overall terrain of the Twin Moons is mostly plains, and the only mountain is where the so-called Holy City is located. The prison where you were initially imprisoned was just the outermost area at the foot of the Holy City.]
The foreman shook his head and nodded at him, and finally stuffed a small bag into An Ming's hand.
Looking at the broken crystals in the bag, they were much coarser in quality than the ones he had brought out from the Holy City before, but they were enough to cover his expenses for a month.
An Ming probably understood what the man meant and had no work to do these days.
"Are you charging QB?"
In the diary, similar syllables in the double moon star express the meaning of why.
The man shook his head and threw a yellowed paper to him. On the paper was a girl with her hands folded in prayer. Behind her was a cross-like light, and a crack in the sky revealed a sacred staircase.
It looks more like a poster. Does that mean there will be some kind of group activity in the next few days? An Ming looked at the content on the poster thoughtfully. However, there is still a lot of food stored in the warehouse at home, so there is no need to worry about any unexpected situations.
Below the holy city is the town. The atmosphere in the town reminds An Ming of the time when he first came here. Under the bright blue moon, starlight was like dust all over the air, and a unicorn stepping on the stars came from the sky.
Kneeling figures on both sides of the road chanted ancient prayers, and the syllables condensed into light blue particles in the air.
The guards of the holy city held their scepters respectfully and solemnly. Under the blue moon, the dazzling moonlight caressed everyone.
Above the sky, sacred hymns were being sung from outer space. Under the light of the blue moon, a snow-white staircase leading to the sky gradually emerged, as if reaching directly beyond the sky.
If he had to use words to describe the scene before his eyes, the only thing An Ming could think of was a true miracle. Each step of the pure white and almost transparent stairs reflected a different starry sky.
The stairs pass through the flowing blue moonlight and, under the praise of hymns, extend all the way to the unreachable depths of the sky.
"willing--"
May the memory be with you
The words I had heard before echoed again deep in my mind, and the light blue moonlight fell on a person.
Everyone knelt down, only An Ming stood there in a daze, watching the moonlight flowing through the man's hair and turning into a sea of stars.
Her long snow-white hair fell to her waist, and every step she took caused ripples on the star-paved road. She was a girl An Ming had never seen before until he saw those moon-like eyes.
It was then...
In the hall of the holy city, there was a figure wrapped in solemn priest attire, with a mask covering everything, leaving only a pair of eyes as clear as the blue moon.
Those eyes were still beautiful, like stars reflected in a mirror, but there was an indescribable blankness.
The girl looked at An Ming from afar.
Her eyes passed through the kneeling crowd, and An Ming's figure stood out among the devout believers.
How could I not see it?
Light, darkness, pain, tenderness, happiness, sadness... An Ming had never seen such an expression. The girl standing there was like a flawless mirror.
The mirror reflects everything except one's own soul.
"——!" The Holy City Guard's scepter pressed heavily on An Ming's shoulders, forcing him to the ground. A similar scene reminded An Ming of the scene that day.
What exactly did he see that day?
An Ming, who was pressed on the smooth ground, was still trying hard to look at the girl. He struggled to raise his eyes, but only caught a glimpse of white that passed by.
The girl walked barefoot on the starry ground, her long white hair swaying silently behind her like an elusive ray of moonlight.
Without lowering her gaze for even a moment, the girl continued walking forward after passing An Ming until she stepped on the first step of the stairs. The silver-white steps suddenly began to glow like ripples.
The devout believers cheered, the solemn guards watched, and the kneeling passers-by were speechless.
Only An Ming saw a drop of water reflecting the moonlight falling, and was swallowed up by the brighter starlight before touching the steps.
Is that... tears?
The girl walked farther and farther away on the white stairs, her long white hair fluttering under the sky, as if dissolving in the starlight.
Just as she was about to step onto the top step, the dark blue moon quietly disappeared into the clouds, and another warm golden full moon hung high in the sky again.
It was the third moon that An Ming had never seen before, apart from the blue moon and the silver moon.
The light of the golden full moon is incredibly gentle. When enveloped by this light, the whole body feels like it is bathing in a warm ocean, like some kind of concrete dream.
"you..."
A soft voice appeared in An Ming's mind, "Who are you?"
That was not the language of this world, but the language of Anming's hometown, a language so far away that he had not heard it for a long time.
An Ming suddenly raised his head and saw the girl standing at the end of the stairs, slightly tilting her head, looking at him as if from across a world.
"An Ming...My name is An Ming!"
"Thank you."
The girl smiled faintly, turned and walked to the end of the stairs.
The snow-white figure gradually disappeared at the end of the sight, and a drop of crystal reflecting the light of the golden moon fell to the ground.
...
...
At the beginning of the universe there were three seeds.
The golden seeds grow into trees in the "sea", while the black seeds transform into cocoons to seal the border.
The crystal-clear seed has remembered since the beginning—
Sadness, happiness, tenderness, pain, darkness, light...those memories have never been forgotten, or have never been given the power to forget.
What is sadness?
It's crying.
What is happiness?
It's laughter.
So what is crying? Is it...sadness?
Why do I cry when I smile, why do I feel happy when I cry? Why do I keep going despite the pain?
I remember everything.
I remember everything.
I'm... just an empty shell.
The golden moonlight is like the drizzle of early spring, soaking every inch of the holy city.
The believers prayed devoutly and respectfully, thanking God for giving them another year's blessing, and passers-by also had smiles on their faces that were difficult to conceal.
But only...only your eyes are so sad, as if you have witnessed the broken stars with your own eyes.
Can...
Why sad?
【Year 6】
[You begin to adapt to life on the Twin Moons. On this planet, a grand ceremony is held every five years. At that time, the golden moon will descend from the sky and bestow the blessings of the gods.]
“It’s been a year…”
Looking at the blue moon outside the window, An Ming recalled his investigation over the past year. The blue moon and the silver moon hung high in the dome alternately, and only when the ceremony began would the golden moon hang high in the sky for nine days.
After that day, he went to the foot of the holy city, hoping to meet the priestess girl again, whom he had met once before, but was forcefully driven away by the guards.
It was as if she had never appeared in this world, and no one cared about what would happen to her after she reached the end of the stairs.
It was as if it was just a delusion of his, or something that people had already become accustomed to.
An Ming could barely understand some words from the simple language he had learned by himself. The people here called the girl that day "the Saint", and only the Saint could perform the so-called ceremony.
"Saint" is a messenger representing God, which is equivalent to the incarnation of God walking on earth. She has a supreme mission, and everything she does is for this world.
The holy city regards the ceremony as the supreme honor bestowed by the gods. The saint will return to the kingdom of gods with all the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, and transform into the rain of starlight that nourishes all things under the golden moon.
An Ming collected the hand-drawn map on the table, carefully put it away and put it into his backpack. He then double-checked the items in the backpack before placing them next to the door.
Over the years, outside of work, he would go outside the city in person. If there was a way to return to Blue Star, it must be hidden somewhere on this planet.
Otherwise, why would I travel here on purpose instead of to another planet? Since I came here, there must be a meaning.
In addition to obtaining more information about the Twin Moons, we must also explore the truth behind the so-called Saint. If time travel is compared to a game, then exploring the map is a side quest, and the truth hidden behind the three moons is the real main quest.
After drinking the somewhat bitter tea, An Ming took his backpack and left the cabin. Like every other rest day, he searched for the way home in this land where the two moons rotated.
An Ming tentatively named the town Shuangyue City. The people here rarely leave the town for the suburbs and go about their daily lives under the protection of the holy city.
Going out of the city requires cumbersome procedures, but no one wants to leave the safe town, and there are still guards on duty in shifts.
Although An Ming has been exercising during the years since he traveled to the Twin Moons, his left leg, which still had an old injury, made it impossible for him to perform strenuous exercise, let alone climb over the ten-meter-high wall of the town.
The walls were carved with intricate patterns that looked like some kind of prayer, and the smooth curves reflected in the moonlight.
Thanks to the fact that there was no form of entertainment except books, An Ming had plenty of time to walk around the town along the wall. On the thirty-ninth day of looking for a way to leave the town, he finally found a half-body gap behind dense bushes.
That day, An Ming left Shuangyue City for the first time and witnessed with his own eyes the world bathed in blue moonlight.
Now he has become able to leave the town skillfully and explore different directions alone according to the marks on the map. According to the locals, when the silver moon comes, the outside of the town will be covered by disaster.
In the forest a hundred meters away from the town, there was a simple temporary base. An Ming spread the map on the wooden table and used a thick pen to confirm the direction that needed to be explored this time.
Since we have to return to the town before the silver moon, that is, before night falls, the distance we can explore each time is extremely limited.
"southeast..."
After confirming the direction of the base, An Ming began a new round of exploration.
The distance that has been explored previously only needs to be roughly observed, and more time should be spent on the road, trying to reach the limit distance explored previously as soon as possible.
After seeing the marks left last time, An Ming found a higher slope to make repairs. Every time he explored, he always had an illusion that he was the last human being in the world.
The people of Twin Moon City never leave the town, nor do they doubt the commandments issued by the Holy City.
Or maybe everyone who left the town died, which led to the current situation.
After An Ming took a sip of water, he looked at the scenery in the distance, where he could vaguely see a blurry outline.
Make up~~~
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