Age of the Mist

Chapter 467 Watching the Stars Together (Half a Big Chapter)

"I..." Ling Xing was taken aback, and looked at Shi Tiexin unexpectedly: "Is it so obvious?"

"Obviously, very obviously."

She touched her face: "I thought I acted pretty well."

"What can a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl do?" Shi Tiexin accepted his fate and accepted his unique character design: "Come on, talk to uncle. Uncle, I may not be able to solve any problems, but I promise I'm a good listener."

Shi Tiexin's "Uncle" didn't know which point of her laughter hit her, but it made Ling Xing amused all of a sudden.Amid the laughter, the fireworks erupting in front of my eyes gradually faded, and the light gradually dimmed, until finally only a small flickering flame remained.

Ling Xing couldn't smile anymore, he looked at the flames in a daze, and finally sighed: "You said, should people live like shooting stars, or should they put their lives first and put themselves first?"

Shi Tiexin was a little caught off guard when he asked this question, and a samurai withered like a cherry blossom appeared in front of his eyes.

After being dazed for a while, Shi Tiexin said, "This question comes from a young girl in her prime. Do you know what other people think?"

"how to think?"

"Others will think that this girl is being hypocritical, or just putting on a show. She uses some inexplicable philosophical thoughts to decorate her youthfulness, just to make herself appear mature, profound, and brilliant."

Ling Xingjian couldn't help laughing at himself: "Oh..."

"However, I feel that you are not only hurting the spring and the autumn, but let's take a look at you first." Shi Tiexin turned to look at Ling Xingjian: "How do you think you should live?"

"Thank you for your high regard!" Ling Xing saw Yi Xi Yi Chen, couldn't help but slap Shi Tiexin from Pia, then looked at the wreckage of the fireworks and sighed: "I used to think that I should live like fireworks. But it is a pity that the fireworks are extremely brilliant when they are gorgeous, but they are fleeting when they are extinguished. Just like the flame in front of me, when the cold wind blows, there is only a fireless embers left in the end, and endless memories."

Shi Tiexin was not blinded by appearances, and his words pointed to the core: "It seems that you are thinking about people when you see things."

"..." Ling Xingjian remained silent, fiddled with the embers of fire with a small wooden stick, and finally sighed quietly: "Yes."

Shi Tiexin's voice was very gentle: "Can I ask, who is it that makes you miss endlessly?"

"It's my dad." Ling Xingjian took a deep breath: "Today is his death day. I went to see him at the cemetery, and then I didn't want to stay in that so-called 'home', so I ran out. I just didn't expect you It's really embarrassing to let you stay with me for half the night at school."

Shi Tiexin continued: "Thinking about it, your father should be the kind of person who was born gorgeous."

"It's not too gorgeous, it can even be said to be unknown." Ling Xingjian raised her head, the stars were shining in the sky, and the brilliance was reflected in her eyes: "He is a soldier, an airborne soldier. There was an earthquake, and he went to rescue the disaster. It is said that the disaster was urgent, and he risked his life to parachute into the mountains, and then, all he sent back was a death letter and a pension of 08 yuan."

Ling Xingjian's voice was understated, as if he was telling someone else's story.But Shi Tiexin remained silent, he didn't know how to comfort him in this situation.

Suddenly thinking of Old Liu as a baby daddy, Shi Tiexin said in a low voice, "How is your relationship with your father?"

"It's not bad, it's not bad, it's... pretty good." Seeing his arms hugging his knees, Ling Xing looked a little lonely: "I don't remember very clearly, but I think he's been busy all year round, in the army. But he Occasionally when he goes home, he will bring me gifts. He will lift me up to the sky, tell me stories, take me to play, teach me to catch birds with a slingshot, and teach me to hold a gun and play with a stick."

"He...he is really busy, but every time he comes back, I am very happy. At that time, our family life was very happy, and my mother was very virtuous, and I often said that my father was the backbone of the family and the pillar. In my memory Dad is also very handsome, and the family photos look very dazzling."

"For me, that period of time was the most beautiful time for fireworks."

Seeing this, Ling Xing bit his lips and became emotional: "But, what's the use of that? What's the use of it!"

"I was five years old when the Shuzhou earthquake occurred. I still remember that when he was ordered to leave, I was terrified. I was very scared. I hugged his legs and grabbed his clothes tightly, not letting him go."

"I remember him touching my head and telling me that he is a great hero, and a great hero should go to the most difficult and difficult places to defend the country and save the people."

"I remember him saying that Dad is like Monkey King, who can ride the clouds and ride the fog, and come whenever he goes."

"I remember him saying that when I miss him, I look at his photo, and after just looking at it for a while, he will fly back like Monkey King and appear in front of me."

"But, but! But I look, look, no matter how I look, he hasn't come back!"

"In the end, he really turned into a photo and put it in the mourning hall forever..."

Ling Xing saw her mouth clenched tightly, and then held back. She stared at the extinguished fireworks, and her voice was filled with resentment: "Hero, what's the use? A hero died, great and glorious, but what about my relatives? Orphaned and widowed with my mother, with no income, how long can a pension of 300 yuan be enough to live?"

"If a person dies, Izumi knows. Does he know how we survived? Does he know what kind of person my mother has become now? He knows how painful we are, how much I miss him and hate him? "

"he does not know!"

"He can only burn everything like this ball of ashes, and then the wind blows." Ling Xingjian stretched out his hand to grab a handful of ashes, spread his fingers, and said in a daze, "It just fell apart."

Seeing that Ling Xing didn't cry, she remained silent.

Shi Tiexin was also silent.

Family, kinship, gain, loss, these are too strange to him, and too dazzling.

The four fields are silent.

After a long time, Shi Tiexin suddenly let out a long sigh: "Let me tell you a story."

Ling Xingjian tilted his head and looked at him: "What story?"

"A very simple story." Shi Tiexin said in a low voice, "There was a child whose parents died and who lived with his grandma. One day, grandma suddenly said to him, Xiao Ming, there is your favorite peach cake in the cabinet." Cake, go find it."

"Xiao Ming looked for it happily, but he couldn't find the peach shortbread. When he ran back to ask grandma, his grandma had closed her eyes forever."

"It took him a long time to realize that his grandma had worked hard all year round and had been ill for a long time. Grandma lied to him, but she didn't want him to see the moment when he closed his eyes."

"And this Xiao Ming is someone of the same age I met in the orphanage."

"It's also the happiest type in the orphanage."

Ling Xingjian slowly opened his mouth, staring blankly at Shi Tiexin, at this powerful person who seemed to never be hurt.

"So, don't be sad, I actually envy you, envy all of you who have parents and memories. Whether it's quarrels, parting, distress, or regrets, they are all 'possessions'." Shi Tiexin spread his hands: "And I have nothing, not even a 300 yuan pension. I really, really envy you."

Seeing a sudden pain somewhere in Ling Xing's heart, he couldn't help thinking of getting up: "Don't say that, you..."

"Don't comfort me, I'm not sad. Do you know that in the orphanage, many people miss their parents and keep a very beautiful imagination in their hearts. There are also people who resent their parents and curse them with the most vicious language. This kind of thing , I’m really used to it. Compared to them, at least you are sure that you have a good father, a heroic father.”

"Should it bloom like fireworks or live alone? I can't answer this for you. But I know that embers are also kindling. Even when you are young and ignorant, before your memory, your parents are influencing you, and it is Long-term and permanent. And subconsciously, your father has passed the fire to you."

Under the magnificent starry sky, Shi Tiexin looked at Ling Xingjian seriously and straightly: "I believe that as long as there is a little red spark, his flame will definitely rekindle on you."

Ling Xingjian was completely stunned.

She stared blankly at Shi Tiexin for a long, long time, flattened her mouth, gritted her teeth, but in the end she didn't cry, but nodded vigorously with sobs: "En!"

Shi Tiexin smiled, then suddenly became dazed again.

I don't know if it was triggered by the scene, the lake of memory suddenly burst into waves, and a voice suddenly echoed from the depths of the fog of memory:
"Light up the everlasting fire, illuminating the endless night..."

"Don't be afraid... don't be afraid..."

"With a heart of stone and a bone of iron, shake your fist at the sky."

"Fist to the sky!"

Hum, Shi Tiexin was jolted, he recovered from his trance, and then couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

The voice couldn't distinguish its identity, gender, or even distinguish whether it was spoken by one person or a splicing of words from different people.But it made him feel so familiar and so intimate.

I heard it once when I faced He Chong in the qualification test of Xiaoxiang, which gave him great encouragement and unparalleled courage, allowing him to face the world and suffocation.

Did not expect to listen again today.

Who is that?
Is it my parents?

Is it my other elders?
what happened to them
Why am I abandoned in an orphanage?

Countless questions came to my mind, and my mood was turbulent, and then slowly calmed down again.

Seeing Shi Tiexin holding his chin, Ling Xing silently moved his buttocks, and sat half a foot closer: "Since your parents have such a huge influence, then I think your parents must be very good people to be able to Make you so...gentle and firm."

"En." Shi Tiexin smiled, the voice deep in his memory was gentle and firm, and it also filled his heart with strength.

Although he didn't remember what happened in detail, the voice made him believe that he would not be a burden that was casually abandoned, not a remnant that was abandoned from beginning to end.He believes that he must have been born into this world with love and care, and must have had a happy time of being cared for.

"Crossing three world lines, I'm still an orphan. Why is this? Can't there be another story?" Shi Tiexin looked up at the starry sky, such a magnificent view, how long he can't get enough of it, it's like watching thousands of stars. Thousands of hopeful possibilities.

"I don't know, if there is such a world line, I can be an ordinary child, an ordinary child."

Ding, the wind chime rang.

[Destiny mission 3, further completion]

　I coded this chapter with big swollen eyes.After working the night shift for four consecutive cycles, I felt that blessings were about to come, and I vaguely saw a sea of ​​flowers...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)