Chapter 964 Chapter 962·“There is a loquat tree in the courtyard.”

 Until Zurich spoke first:

 “You have to grow into a person that you can be proud of.”

Lin Yuzi’s lips turned from pale to rosy, even bright red.

 Lipstick was smeared on her lips, and very close to her were Zurichian's eyelashes. The breath blew out on her face.

 “You will grow up to be a free man.”

 The bright red color painted her lips, making them no longer dull.

 “Shout to the white bird, you have grown into a very good person...”

Su Lixian's fingers began to tremble. Gradually, her singing voice became lower and lower, and her eyes became darker and darker...

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 The lipstick fell to the ground.

The bright red drew a long mark from Lin Yuzi's lips to her cheeks.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 institutions.

 The glass bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but the starry sky-like light still flowed through it, condensing the long history of mankind.

Lin Yuzi didn't pick it up. She leaned down, trembling and crying silently. The tightly clenched fist was placed in front of his throat, as if it could suppress the grief and anger that filled his body.

 …

Su Lixian was in a coma for several days. Even when he regained consciousness on the way, he refused to be fed by Lin Yuzi. She had to leave the remaining food to Lin Yuzi so that Lin Yuzi could finally take out the special medicine.

She even suggested that after her death, Lin Yuzi could eat her body.

On the fourteenth day in the cave, both of them seemed to have a premonition. Lin Yuzi held Su Lixian and sat under a ray of sunshine, listening to her weak breathing, which became smaller and smaller.

Su Lixian could no longer speak, so Lin Yuzi finally asked.

 Do you regret it?

Su Lixian moved his fingers slightly and slowly wrote on Lin Yuzi's palm.

-No.

Lin Yuzi asked.

 Mr. Li, if you had the chance to come back, would you accept the glass bottle from Su Shize?

 Su Lixian wrote.

-meeting.

Lin Yuzi asked again.

 What do you want to say to your family? I can take it out for you?

Su Lixian's fingers moved with difficulty, and she could not write a sentence that was too long. She could only write short, concise and clear sentences.

  Lin Yuzi moved her fingers slightly, feeling itchy on her palms. Su Lixian's handwriting was very heavy.

　　—文, sheng.

 —Mom, mom, love you.

Lin Yuzi felt as if she was falling.

 Falling into this cruel and glorious war of civilization, falling into this vast and insignificant human love.

She said with a choked voice and a trembling voice.

 Li Xian, you will always be my best friend. I love you too.

Su Lixian seemed to smile.

 Her facial muscles were so stiff that it was difficult to tell whether she was smiling or not. But Lin Yuzi felt that Su Lixian must be smiling, and the smile must be beautiful, even if she couldn't see it.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Lin Yuzi got an answer.

like.

 The first character is written lightly and slowly.

like.

 Then, the same second character was written faster.

like.

 Finally, the third character is written very quickly.

Su Lixian wrote three "loves" in succession on her palm.

 Love - the answer to all questions.

 Do you regret it?

 —Because of love, I have no regrets.

 Mr. Li, if you had the chance to come back, would you accept the glass bottle from Su Shize?

 —Because of love, I will accept it.

 What do you want to say to your family? I can take it out for you?

 —I want to devote all the complicated and trivial words to "love".

I love you all.

 So, everything was answered.

　　The most famous occultist in the world completely closed her eyes. The last traces she left in the world were three "loves".

Her best friend, a doctor, hugged her tightly, and the lipstick on his lips brushed against her cheeks, as if bright flames were burning around their eyes.

"like…"

Only the repeated choking echoed in the empty cave, and there was only one life left in the cave.

At this moment, Lin Yuzi finally understood why Su Lixian looked at her before.

At that moment, when he mentioned the rose, the most famous mystic in the world was not thinking about the bright future, nor his own life.

She said that she wanted to live, and she pityed not her own life, but Lin Yuzi's life.

—If Su Li dies here first, the next person to take over the fire can only be Lin Yuzi. Once he takes over the fire, it means that Lin Yuzi will become the next "Mr. Su Li" to die.

 That’s why Zu Lixian looked at Lin Yuzi like that when he was painting roses. Because she feels guilty.

 I'm sorry for dragging you into this civilized war.

 I'm sorry for making you the next linkthefire.

 I'm sorry that I couldn't survive and forced you to accept the same fate as me.

sorry…

I am so sorry.

　　　…”

A moment later, a sound like a roaring beast came from the silent cave, which was too sad to sound like a human being.

As the hot water dripped onto the ground, Lin Yuzi seemed to have turned back into a child. Following her instinct, she hugged her close friend who was still warm and rubbed her cheek over and over again, her pupils unfocused.

Her hand was close to Mr. Su Li's heart, staying for a moment on the heart that no longer beat. Then he touched the glass bottle in the inner pocket without hesitation.

 Until—

 An old heart is broken.

 A new Firebringer is born.

 …

“Tamako, we are admitted to the same graduate school! That’s great.”

"Yuzi, I like the guard named Liu. Although he can't speak, others persuade me that his family conditions are too poor. But I just like him. I think if you like someone, you can't shy away from him because of his financial conditions. It depends on his character. I like him very much."

"Yuzi, what do you think of the name 'Wen Sheng'? I hope that in this cold era, my child can become a person who pays attention to these words. I hope that he can become a gentle, kind, full of justice and compassion. people."

“Okja, do you like roses? My lover gave me a bouquet. Let’s look at it together.”

 “Okko, it’s great to have you around.”

 “Yamako, come and help me decide what to wear today...”

 “Obama…”

 “Obama…”

　　　…”

 …

Lin Yuzi raised his head.

 The azure glass bottle lay in her hand, between her and Zurichian's chests. It shone with beautiful blue light.

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 A beautiful blue rose, Zurich's favorite.

Holding this "blue rose", in the white snow between the gaps, in the cold and silent cave, Lin Yuzi endured the weakness and hunger in his body, and slowly showed a smile.

 In the silent cave, the unfinished song of a close friend rang out.

 …

 “My child, my child, please don’t go and never come back. Please don’t go and never come back.”

“I can’t live up to their wishes before they left. I have to walk into the spring...”

 …

Your awareness is fueled by the fact that you are human,

 There is silence when the firewood is burned.

 …

 【No.48linkthefire（火者）·YuziLin（林玉子）】

 …

Lin Yuzi's life did not last long.

After being rescued by the Human Self-Rescue Alliance, she quickly chose the next suitable fire bearer—Dr. Su from the Daoyacheng Psychological Counseling Center.

 Daoyacheng is her hometown. She had heard a secret rumor from the old people in the neighborhood since she was a child, saying that Li Mingyue, the bishop of Daoya City, had the power to fight against God.

　　When issuing oracles, the gods would bypass Daoya City, as if it was a place not worthy of attention. But Lin Yuzi knew that if something went wrong, there would be a monster.

Lin Yuzi gave the glass bottle to Dr. Su in Daoyacheng. Dr. Su has a clean background, often cooperates with the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, and is able to test Li Mingyue without leaving any trace.

 Lin Yuzi died of illness soon due to hidden injuries sustained during his escape.

Before her death, she supported her sick body and came to Zurichian's grave, humming folk songs.

 Everyone else put down their chrysanthemums silently and sadly, but she put down a bouquet of bright blue roses, like an outlier among the crowd.

She held a bright red umbrella and sang loudly in the gray rain, with bright lipstick on her lips. In the black and white mourning crowd, she was the strongest color.

After Lin Yuzi died of illness, her tomb was next to Su Lixian's.

Two tombstones stood side by side in the rain, as if a pair of close friends had been standing here for a long time.

 …

People say that Ms. Su Lixian is Ms. Lin Yuzi’s best friend. Ms. Lin Yuzi is Ms. Su Lixian’s best friend.

 The regrets and bones of the pioneers should be buried in a noisy spring.

 …

 【No.49linkthefire（火者）·jihesu（Su Jihe）】

 …

Su Mingan broke away from the forty-eighth painting.

At this moment, his tear ducts were sour, but he did not cry. He just stared at the forty-seventh and forty-eighth paintings.

In the painting, Su Lixian is holding a harp in his hand, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and there are beautiful flowers and trees behind him. The blue glass bottle lay in the inner pocket of her heart, emitting a bright light.

In the painting, Lin Yuzi is sitting in a cave, holding lipstick in her hand, as if there is a person outside the painting who is applying lipstick to her. She smiled with crooked eyebrows and bright lips, as if she had never been in a desperate situation.

Su Mingan seemed to see wings growing out of the mother's back. She spread her wings and flew away from the cave. She soared freely in the wind and left death with special medicine. And everything he had seen before was just a false story, they all survived.

 But he knew that the two of them were no longer here. What he saw was indeed the last scene before their death. The story is not perfect, and reality is not a fairy tale.

His eyes were slightly sour.

 "Su Ming'an..." Noel, who was standing next to him, saw Su Ming'an's slightly changed expression.

 “I’m fine.” Su Mingan said.

 He once thought that Su Lixian was his mother's origin and an irresponsible madman. But he discovered that Su Lixian was indeed a good mother.

He recalled Zurichen’s tombstone in the picture. There were a few lines of small words engraved under her tombstone, which should be a passage that Zurichian had thought of when he was at the research institute.

 …

　　【文笙. 】

　　【If you have the opportunity to come to your mother's grave in the future, please allow your mother to say sorry to you. It was my mother who chose the world and stayed away from you. 】

　　【When you grow up, you will definitely hate your mother. I hate why my mother didn't come back, I hate why my mother didn't call you, I hate why my mother had time to plant flowers and paint... Mom can only say to you, I'm sorry. It is your mother who cannot participate in your life. 】

　　【Too many people’s memories are in my mother’s mind, which is confusing and painful. Mom remembered it over and over again so she could not forget your name. 】

  【My mother wants all children to be able to plant flowers and paint in the future, instead of being forced to erase history and destroy all art paintings. 】

　　【Mom won't tell you what kind of person you want to be in the future. Mom just wants you to be happy. 】

　　【Whether you become a pianist, a guard like your father, a researcher like your mother, a teacher, a cleaner, a doctor, an anchor, or a clerk. 】

  【Mom did not give birth to you because she wanted you to become great. 】

【wish you happiness. 】

 …

 Family love can never be replaced, it is a scar... always reminding him that you have lost it, or you never had it.

When Su Mingan recalled the words on the tombstone, his heart felt like he was hit by something, and he felt a dull pain.

 People are not afraid of losing, but they are afraid of not being able to find a substitute.

He can't find any substitute for feelings like "mother love". What most people have, he is forever missing.

But I think of Su Lixian's smile, the way Su Lixian kissed the photo, and the "love" she wrote on Lin Yuzi's hand when she was dying. Su Ming'an felt that the missing hole in his heart seemed to have been filled, although there was still a big hole and the leakage was still endless.

The dense sycamore tree outside Su Wensheng's window in Daoyacheng was transplanted by Mr. Su Li the year he gave birth to Su Wensheng. It was a joint gift from her and her husband Liu Chongping. As time passes little by little, the sycamore trees grow taller and taller, with pavilions like canopies.

 It always stands there. When Su Mingan arrived, the sycamore tree outside the window was still there.

There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy.

His hand was placed against his heart, as if there was a blue glass bottle there. It is also known as "The Hope of Mankind".

Then he suddenly realized at this moment - I am afraid that a long time ago, his heart had become this glass bottle instead of any other warm flesh and blood.

 “Su Mingan.” Noel said.

Su Mingan raised his head.

"In your eyes, I see a brilliant future. It shines like stars." Noel said.

Su Ming'an was startled for a moment and said softly: "Do I see this in my eyes?"

Noel nodded and pointed to the fiftieth painting.

"Some things will last forever. Even if they are destroyed again and again, they will still come back to life." Noel's eyes were very much like Lin Yuzi's.

 He smiled slightly.

 “Like your eyes, like sparks, like love.”

 (End of this chapter)