Endless vast other world

Chapter 55
Only then did Kong Zhen understand.

"It turns out that Fianna is the No. [-] racehorse girl..."

Sora recalled what he saw at the racetrack.

When they were approaching the finish line, No. [-] Tinijie left No. [-] Fianna far away by a large distance.

But.The moment she was about to cross the line, Fianna quickly overtook Tinijie.

Kong Zhen is also very strange.How could Fianna, in such a short period of time and at such a fast speed, surpass Tinijie and run to the front?
That kind of speed is so fast that something is not right, right?

Tinijie seemed to have seen through Kongzhen's thoughts, and took the initiative to say:
"You don't understand why, but Fianna's speed is far faster than mine. I couldn't understand it at first either. But then I figured it out."

"The reason is simple. It's because of her noble bloodline. As for me, I'm just a bastard with wheat ear patterns on my body!"

"A centaur like me deserves to die under the whip."

In his mind, Tinijie imagined what happened to him.

A bitterly cold, lifeless deep winter morning.A savage, with a piercing whistle, woke himself up from his slumber.

The rain and snow had stopped last night, and the air was extremely cold.

The savages loved the dead weather.He rubbed his hands happily,

On such a day, people will need a lot of wood to make a fire, and business is likely to be very good.

Standing with his hands on his hips, singing vulgar songs, he piled firewood on a cart.

He piled so much that he had to fasten the wood with a strong hemp rope, lest the whole pile should collapse.

And it was Tinijie who was going to pull the firewood train.That's right, she, a bastard of low blood, is only worthy of doing this kind of thing.

"Ho! Ho!" exclaimed the Savage joyfully.

He turned his stout body over and sat down on the firewood pile.

"Tinijie, when it's such a cold day, I feel sorry for you bastard. So I should let you pull the heavy cart and make you sweat. Let's go!"

The savage roared and crackled his whip.

When Tinijie pulled the car out of the shed, it slipped on the icy ramp and fell down.

The savage yelled and yanked the bridle, trying to pull Tineje up.

"You freak! You useless wretch! Go up, you wagon!"

No matter how hard Tinijie tried, she couldn't stand firm on the icy cobblestone road.

Her hooves were full of ice.After several attempts, she was still at the bottom of the ramp, desperately climbing up, but slipping away again and again.

The savage burst into rage.His riding whip kept running across Tinijie's buttocks.

In the end, he simply stood up, whipped Tinijie's head with a whip, and kept roaring and cursing in his mouth.

Tinijie supported her rickety body and got up from the mud.

She pulled the cart and walked farther and farther along with the curses of the barbarians.

disappeared into the darkness.

Sora asked: "It's just that you can't win the horse race. Why are you so sad?"

Yeah, didn't they just lose a few games.Just this, represents the ensuing bad luck?
Tinijie shook her head: "You don't understand at all."

"I didn't join Oberstein just because of something new like other centaur girls."

"I'm for something... greater..."

what is it then?

The other centaur girls joined Oberstein, and all they really needed was a youthful outlet.

Just like any other girl.Tinijie also hopes that she can become a racehorse girl.

but.Her reasons were a little different.

Tinijie was as tough as rushes under the crowd's ostracism.But that doesn't mean she won't be sad.

how many times.Under the faint moonlight, Tinijie could only sway and dance alone.

Among the crowd, Tinijie was a quiet girl who was almost absent.

The only thing that can make Tinijie crazy is only one kind of proof.

Prove that you're not a freak, prove that you're not a bad omen.It proves that the prophecy of wheat ear lines on his body is wrong.

The only thing that can do this kind of proof is horse racing.

The only thing that can achieve this kind of proof is the honor of being the first in horse racing.

Beneath the seemingly isolated and abstinent surface, Tinijie's heart was also fluctuating.

In Tinijie's seemingly silent daily life, what secretly flashes is a glimpse of success.

It was a young racehorse lady, her expectations for a bright future and her innocent attitude.

Romantic to the point of explicitness.Hopelessly romantic.

To prove yourself.When the mind is black and white, only this kind of future is colorful in Tinijie's mind.

Prove yourself by ranking in horse races?Is this idea too exaggerated?

how many times.On atmospheric grass, under a sky that complements the grass tones.

A figure of continuous efforts is matched against the background of lush green grass and blue sky and white clouds.This picture alone inspires the youthful vigor of the young racehorse girl.

This hard-working figure is trying his best to shout out to everyone.

Shouting her ideal, her hope.

The graceful fluttering, strenuous struggle, intertwined with the cruelty of reality, is so beautiful and sad.

The ever-changing pain will not let go of every corner of Tinijie's heart.Gossip and cold eyes drive Tinejah into a world of rivalry, heartbreak and pain.

Maybe.Tinijie's efforts were actually useless.

Maybe.She is doomed to meet her own failure.

but.Whenever the horn sounds like musical notes in the distance, Tinijie will subconsciously return to her own grassland.

The wind blows and the grass moves, and the dust of time engulfed in memories comes whistling.

That kind of sadness, that kind of shock, beyond imagination.

It can make people burst into tears in surprise.

This is the meaning of Tinijie horse racing.

Tinijie stayed silently, weeping.

Sora looked at Tinije who was crying.

He could understand Tinijie.

Sora is also a person who has been wandering all his life and looking for the value of life in wandering.

Once, Kongzhen's life was like being on the battlefield.The artillery roared, tired of fighting.

Sora can only vaguely capture the figure of "something that is wrong".But his "things" actually died one after another.

He is focused, passionate, fighting, and desperate.

But he just couldn't find the right direction.

How many times he fell into the swamp.No matter how hard you struggle, you can only watch yourself getting deeper and deeper.

So he had to build the suit.

Times are like the wind, desires are like rain, and life is like clouds.

And only this battle suit will help people remember Kong Zhen and Kong Zhen's glory.

Someone might have to say it.Sorama, you are chasing ideals like this, just like Don Quixote chasing windmills, dissociated from reality, it is meaningless.

but.If you want to get more out of life, you have to give up the monotony of security.Adopt a lifestyle that, at first glance, can make you feel crazy, even messy.

Faith is the certainty of things hoped for, the prophecy of things not seen.

Kongzhen, he will never put life more important than justice.

The desire for love, the pursuit of knowledge and the eternal compassion for human suffering dominate Kongzhen's life.

Kongzhen asked Tinijie: "Do you want me to accompany you and go outside to relax?"

Tinijie said, "Of course it's good. I can't find a home now."

The two of them walked out of the bar and came to the square of the city of racehorse.

In the air, there is a rich aroma of pine trees and mimosa.The approach to the racetrack is dotted with beautifully groomed gravel beds and paths.

sunny.The atmosphere is full of cheerfulness and joy, which seems to indicate that this gold rush city, after many ups and downs, is beginning to show its wealth and grandeur.

On both sides of the street, there are countless jewelry stores and fashionable clothing stores, making it very bustling and lively.

Kong Zhen was walking on the bustling street, looking at the dazzling array of goods around him, he couldn't help but think:
It turns out that there are so many things in this world that I don't need.

Against this brilliant and shining background, Tinijie lowered her head and said nothing.

How inconsistent her situation is with this beautiful scenery.

Sorama tried to comfort her.

but.Kong Zhen just wanted to say something, but Tinijie immediately stopped him.

She said to Sora: "I'm afraid, you don't understand me."

Sora shook his head vigorously.

With a loud voice, Kong Zhen replied excitedly: "Ms. Tinijie, I may be the only one in this world who can understand you."

Tinijie looked at Sora gratefully.

"Okay." Tinijie said.

"I've heard your story. You are probably the only one who can understand me in this world."

Tinijie and Kong Ma walked aimlessly in the square of Saima City.

On the way, someone seemed to have recognized Tinijie and pointed at her.

Tinijie said to Kong Zhen: "Horse racing is the whole of my life. All the value of my existence is in horse racing."

When Tinijie said these words, she had already deeply revealed her despair in her own life.

"Now, now it's all over."

Tinijie was both earnest and sad.

She stood there dumbfounded.Stand in the middle of the square.

A gust of wind blows.Blowing over a lot of sadness.

"Ah! Friend," Tinijie put his hand on Sora's shoulder.

She was weeping, her eyes upturned, one hand trembling and the other raised.

"Alas! Earmark's prophecy is true! Earmark's prophecy has come!"

"Since the wheat ear pattern's prophecy came on time, the god of death refused to come! Why don't you let the god of death come together and take me away!"

"Hush! Friend."

Sora really wanted to speak, but was stopped by Tinijie.

"I don't want to be in this place ever again! Never!" she said.

"Tomorrow morning, I will set off, leave Oberstein, and go back to the tribe to hide. Alone and alone, I will face the punishment of the ear grain..."

She stopped.

"I know, dreams..."

Tinijie was so sad that she stopped again.Then everything is pain, and some words are almost impossible to utter.

The wind is still blowing quietly.

"I know that dreams can give people strength and courage to change reality. However, dreams themselves cannot change reality."

"People who die under dreams are no less than any other way of death."

Tinijie was about to say a few more words as a farewell message to Sora.

Suddenly, at this moment.Sora shouted excitedly:
"Tinijie, take a quick look, look over there!"

Sora pointed to the distance.

Tinijie looked in the direction of his finger.

is a butterfly.

To be precise, a butterfly in the wind.

The gust of wind just now was actually not small.On the ground, some snow-white pieces of paper were also blown up by the wind.

but.The butterfly was not blown away by the wind.

Although the wind is not small.However, the butterfly still flaps its wings tenaciously, flying freely against the wind proudly.

Sora waved his hands excitedly, and said to Tinijie excitedly:
"Did you see that, Tinijie. This is what I want to tell you."

"The wind can blow away a large piece of paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly."

"Because the strength of life lies in disobedience."

"Life moves on. It moves because there is hope. Without hope, despair destroys life."

"Perhaps, life has always had its cold side. But the background of life is always warmth and hope."

Tinijie looked at the butterfly.

The unyielding butterfly in the strong wind.

Many people spend their entire lives trying to find the meaning of life.But perhaps, the meaning of life lies in life itself.

To live is a kind of bravery.

Life can be very sad sometimes.But occasionally looking up, we can still see the sky full of stars, guiding us to a poetic world.

Whether it is joy or misfortune, we all have to create infinite splendor in the limited time of our lives.

Tinijie's heart skipped a beat.

You should do something yourself.In this way, I can proudly say that I did not waste my time, but worked hard to leave footprints on the sandy beach of time.

Tinijie can guess.There should be many people like myself who are haunted by some so-called horror prophecies.

Such people are often overwhelmed in fear and at a loss.Like drowning.

To be honest, Tinijie didn't know what to do.I was also confused and scared.

However, Tinijie knew.Don't be frightened by the evil, let alone give up hope for a better future.

And I have a mission on my body.I must work hard to break this curse.

I must become a reef in the sea, so that those who are about to drown can see hope.

Those who were also cursed, after hearing Tinijie's story, can proudly say: "There was once a person who was also cursed. But she broke the curse and lived bravely. Therefore, Sure we can."

Tinijie, this reef, gives hope to those who are about to drown.

Tinijie suddenly remembered something.

That day, Tinijie was training in the field.

When she was running in the boundless wilderness, she suddenly saw a bard.

The bard played a harp and sang a poem like this:
"The best poem, unwritten

The most beautiful song, not yet sung

The most brilliant time, yet to experience

The widest ocean has yet to sail

The farthest journey is not over yet

The most immortal dance, not yet done

The brightest star, yet to be found
When we don't know what to do
Right now, do something real
When we don't know where to go

At this point, the real journey has just begun.”

A proud light suddenly lit up in Tinijie's eyes.

She showed the most admirable courage.

She showed her noblest feelings.

She also wanted to be the butterfly against the wind.

(End of this chapter)