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Chapter 267: two hundred and sixty-four

   Chapter 267 Chapter 264 · TE · Years are Long (Part 1)

   Dongxue looked at him.

   In the tidal fire, she was walking towards him in her beautiful red dancing shoes.

"They all said I was naive, that I was daydreaming, that I was a lunatic. They said that I, that we...were the unacceptable kind of people." Dong Xue said: "So, I, and people like me, gradually He disappeared and became [the victims of the times, the shadowy figures that are increasing day by day... and the mediocre skin that cannot be resisted]."

"No." Su Ming'an said: "When a group is working hard in one direction, those who turn around or leave will become aliens. Not being accepted means a kind of power, and you have infinite possibilities. It's just that you You need to be someone who is not excluded from the public, so that you can realize your unlimited potential.”

"They imposed responsibilities on me, in order for me to inherit their surname, squander their property, and perpetuate their ideas." Dong Xue said: "Only what is written in books is the correct answer, and only what is affirmed by the elders is the answer. It's worth fighting for, and obedient kids get candy—and we've never been encouraged to be creative."

Su Ming'an: "Everyone has been like this for thousands of years. At the time of your birth, this "imposed" life also makes you unable to make choices - but it is not wrong. After being imposed, you have more right to refuse."

  Dongxue: "But I just like someone, I don't want to grow up. They told me [that's not love at all] [you should be mature]... But isn't love a sign of a person's maturity?"

  Su Ming'an: "Your relationship with Yang Xia could have been less extreme. You could have chosen the meaning of pain, but you chose the most meaningless one."

Dong Xue: "I've been here for a long time, for a long time... No one understands me. The despair that hangs over our heads... can never be suppressed—if you cure Yang Xia and leave here, then I... I have a count. On what?"

  Su Ming'an: "You are the preserved innocence, Dongxue, you are forever young."

   The next moment, Dongxue stopped.

   Her expression changed, and her eyes gradually became clearer.

   "Why is your answer completely different from before? You clearly told me before that I was right in everything, and you followed my will in everything before... But now, you are targeting me everywhere..."

   "Because the dream is over." Su Ming'an said very lightly.

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  【Perfect clearance progress: 100%】

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   The next moment, between the opening and closing of his eyelids, he gradually lost control over his body.

   He felt as if he was floating, in the form of a soul body, looking at the "self" who started to act autonomously.

He saw that "self" was slowly changing, "hi"'s figure began to shorten, and his hair began to gradually turn silver. In the pervading fire, "hi"'s appearance gradually resembled that of Dongxue when he grew up similar.

   Dongxue's eyes changed.

   She started to take steps, first with small steps, and then gradually accelerated, accelerated, she stepped on the red dancing shoes and stepped on the creaking wooden floor, as if she was chasing something.

   As if she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up if she was slow, her pace was extremely fast.

   She crossed the flames that engulfed the entire wooden building, and her dancing dress was like a flying fire.

   She stretched out her hand and seemed to want to hug "him", but bumped into a glass wall.

  Invisible glass wall.

   The two looked at each other through the glass wall, Dongxue stretched out her hand, the palm of her hand was against "his" cheek, and her eyes were full of the shattering look of the setting sun.

   And "he"...became the old winter snow, and became the sun and summer.

  In the flames, Su Mingan, who had already floated in the air and turned into a transparent body, saw the white-haired old lady with the glass wall below, who was touching the palm of Dongxue.

   The real Yang Xia took over control of his body.

  ...because the true Yangxia is no longer young.

   He floated in the sky and heard the voice of the system.

  …

  【"Dear, dear Dongxue, listen."】

  【“You are not a victim of the times, nor are you a shadowy figure who cannot resist, you are not mediocre, you are my favorite past.”]

  【"Dongxue, I will walk towards a bright future for you, you just need to be indulgent, proud, happy, always innocent, and then... be yourself."]

  【"You may be immersed in the past, but I'm not willing to destroy you."】

  【"I am Yang Xia, I am also you, I am you who has grown up."]

  【“After becoming an excellent student and successfully escaping this endless hell, I became a famous scientist in the field of brains, and my female identity was finally recognized by everyone.”]

  【"I destroyed Baisha Paradise, and destroyed such a black school."]

  【"I'm getting older, I've become an old lady."】

  【“And in my past memories, you are circulating, forever young.”】

  【"I gradually began to regret it, maybe I should pull you out of it, you shouldn't be immersed in such painful memories."]

  【"I'm back, time and time again, you still don't want to run away with me."】

  【“You are not willing to listen to my explanation unless I present complete evidence.”]

  【"But this time, I succeeded."】

  【"This time, I hope you can really escape and be yourself."】

  【"The tower never fell."】

  【“…and we are forever young.”】

  …

  Winter Snow has always wanted a dress, a bright red backless dress.

   She wanted to learn swan dance, but her parents kept saying that she was a boy, boys had to wear dark trousers, and dancing had nothing to do with learning.

   But now, through the reflection of the fire, she saw herself on the glass wall, wearing a flaming red dress.

   She seemed to see herself dancing a white swan under the auditorium.

   She saw the light in her eyes.

  …Although this is just a pavilion that will be burned to the ground.

  The old lady was wearing a bright red dress with red lips.

   She said softly, "Winter Snow."

   Dongxue's body jerked violently.

   When she found her own voice again, she found that her voice was horribly hoarse:

   "Yangxia, welcome back," she said.

   In the blood-red vision, she saw her old self and smiled.

   "Dongxue, I always persuaded you to mature before, but I later found out that adults, maybe they should keep their innocence." The old lady said softly:

   "We are not going against the tide of society, nor are we a repressed outlier."

   "...Dongxue, we still have to walk to the end with freedom and dignity."

   "I'm growing up, getting old, my years are gone, I've become an old lady."

   "I became a brain scientist, and my female identity was recognized by everyone."

   "I choose to come back and destroy such a black school."

   "I grew up, but I don't regret it."

   "I have no husband in my life, and I have dedicated my life to society and the country. But I don't feel that anything is missing."

   "My students are very obedient and respect me. They will send my favorite red roses and low-fat yogurt, take care of me during the holidays, and give birthday wishes every year."

   "A boy who lost his mother, very young, he called me teacher mother."

   "I heard it and felt very moved."

   "Winter Snow, people don't need love to live, but faith."

  "—and sometimes, loving oneself is a high-spirited belief."

   "Winter Snow."

"I love you."

   Dongxue covered her lips.

  Tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, the shoulder straps of her red dress were shaking, her black hair that was sticky together was shaking, and her eyes were shaking like the sea of ​​light.

   this response.

   She waited almost all her life.

   Opposite the glass, she continued to speak softly.

When she grows up, she is like a bottle of wine that has just been opened, with a fragrance and charm that penetrates people's hearts. When the wine gradually penetrates into people's hearts... it creates a scorching bitterness that has been accumulated for a long time. Come.

Saw it.

   "Actually, mother always wanted to save us." The old lady said softly: "...She just didn't understand it before."

   "And when I put everything in front of them, she knelt down to me and repented."

   "She said she almost lost me."

   "Our mother is also great. Although she is a single mother eager to embrace her grandson, she no longer opposes my change after knowing my change. She took the lead in destroying the laboratory."

   "—you know what? I heard her call my daughter."

   When she said this, the radiance in the old lady's eyes was like the tidal waves at sea.

   For her, there is no better affirmation than this.

   "Dongxue, I used to think, what's the point of my life for a person like me who was born with a wrong gender recognition and became an alien."

   "But later, I gradually understood that even if a bad, useless thing comes into this world, there will always be traces."

   "Some people-maybe become a projection in someone's eyes, a shadowy figure that cannot be resisted. They are trapped in the trap called "excellent" and can never turn back."

   "But education has always been a beam of light that converges into another beam of light."

   "I saw the vast world, and the light behind the tower."

   "Because I have come to understand that, no matter what, whether it is a waste abandoned by the system, an abnormal outlier, or a being who is not worthy of being accepted by peers - we must walk to the end with freedom and dignity."

   "You should remember that you are the protagonist on the stage of your life, the brightest color in the painting."

   "You should remember that you are a flying chick, a shining star, and a glorious future."

   "[—You remember, you have a vast sky and sea, you write about miners who died, the truth is bloody, you care about food and vegetables, and you have injustice and indignation at the world in your eyes]."

   "You have to remember, Dongxue, you are unique."

   "Because of something."

   "Never existed for [meaningful]."

   "[We are never the shadow of who we are]."

   "[We always have the right to choose without regret]."

  …

   "[…And I worked hard to live my life.]"

   (end of this chapter)