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Chapter 675 Chapter 670 · "Although I am young, I am sorry."

It's eleven o'clock at midnight, just one hour before the New Year's bell strikes.The barrage has begun to celebrate, and various charades are emerging one after another.In stark contrast to Kaiusta's dangerous final moments.

"Teacher, Lin Guang is now at his most vulnerable, he is sleeping in the recovery cabin..." Tretia said.

"Kill him." Su Mingan said without hesitation.

Most of his body can't move now, and all this is due to Lin Guang.He even talked about the white-haired joke in the barrage from morning to night, and he had no idea how the rumor spread.

"If you can kill him, you will be the creator of the new era." Tretia said, "No... you already are."

"My killing him has nothing to do with merit, he must die." Su Mingan said.

Regardless of whether that person is Lin Guang or Lu Shu, there is no possibility of turning back at the current situation.

"I'll help you," Tretia said.

She hugged him and jumped to a higher floor, as if she wanted to break through the silent night and penetrate the dark clouds.

……

……

"...No matter who will succeed me in the future, when the vitality of my body ends, please assume that I am dead and don't think about me.

"...I know, you want to ask me why I want to save mankind. There is no reason, saving a world does not require a reason.

"...I feel a little tired..."

In the recovery cabin, Lin Guang had a dream.

He dreamed that he was pushing a gray-haired old man's wheelchair, and the old man spoke every sentence.The sky is azure blue, the white clouds are as soft as cotton candy, and the air has the warmth of spring—this is the time when the catastrophe of the century has just ended.

Ever since Lin Guang's memory began to recover, he often had this kind of dream recalling the past.

"Spring is here..." The white-haired old man stared at the garden: "Lin Guang, stay with me till night."

Lin Guang couldn't remember who the old man was in the dream, but he didn't refuse. The old man gave him a strong sense of intimacy.

He pushed the old man for a walk in the garden, and the flowers of various seasons bloomed simultaneously at this moment.White lilies are the most, followed by roses.The wind mixed the fragrance of the flowers together, blowing away towards the distant place.

Although the old man was very weak, he didn't have many wrinkles on his face. His bloodshot eyes were still alive, and people could see the light in his eyes clearly. It was extremely bright, as if a small halo was buried inside.

"Clatter——" The spring breeze blows, the flowers dance freely in the air, the green leaves grow rapidly, and the buds spread out loosely.

The old man stopped his wheelchair and sat quietly in the sea of ​​flowers. A piece of red rose fell on his silver-white hair, like a drop of bright blood in the sea of ​​snow.

"Lin Guang, I want to eat sweets." The old man said suddenly.

"I'll do it for you." Even though he didn't know who the old man in the dream was, Lin Guang still replied subconsciously.

Half an hour later, he came out of the kitchen with a strawberry cake.

The hour hand moved to twelve o'clock at noon, and the time in the dream passed extremely quickly.

——The old man leaned quietly on the wheelchair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.The sunlight on the flowerbed shone goldenly on his gray hair, and for a moment, the old man's pale eyelashes seemed to have a layer of golden light that was about to fall.

"Click", Lin Guang put the strawberry cake on the table, barely making a sound.He had a vague feeling that he shouldn't interfere with the old man's sleep. The old man seemed to be very tired all his life.

However, with just a soft sound, the old man woke up instantly, like a vigilant hedgehog.

"Chocolate strawberry cake?" The old man glanced at the cake on the white table in the flower garden: "I don't like chocolate."

Lin Guang looked blank, he didn't know that the old man didn't like chocolate.

"Forget it, actually chocolate is also very good." The old man smiled and stretched out his hand——

"Pa-ta-!!"

There was a violent impact sound, Lin Guang stepped forward to help the old man who suddenly vomited blood, the table had already been knocked over.

Lin Guang's clothes were stained with blood.Intense sadness surged out inexplicably. Seeing this scene, he was suddenly so painful that he couldn't breathe. The old man seemed to be dying, and he was so weak that he couldn't even sit still.

He still couldn't remember who the old man was, but he felt that the death of this person would make him extremely sad, as if pulling away his whole soul.

"Why, I'm so sad?" Lin Guang asked.

The old man's skinny fingers clutched his sleeve tightly.

"Because of 'love', can you understand." The old man said softly.

"'Love'." Lin Guang said, "What is 'love'?"

The old man shook his head without explaining the word.

After a while, the old man sat up straight, his gray eyes seemed to be shrouded in a hazy layer of smoke.

The old man: "After I'm gone, Lin Guang, you don't have to call yourself a light chaser anymore, you are also a light yourself."

Lin Guang: "What...?"

He didn't understand, what did he call himself?
The old man: "The dawn system has been turned on, Tretia and the others have already entered, you should go in as soon as possible. Thank you for accompanying me through these last days. Don't be sad, death is just a rest for me, I have long wanted to rest……

I don't love everyone in this world, there are some people who waste their lives and beat the heroes head on, and that's why the world is in this state.But I love most of them.The wisdom of civilization, the flash of humanity...these are all worthy of love.And you are alive, and the way you chase the future is a thousand times more beautiful than those other-dimensional creatures who are eyeing you..."

"And..." the old man said this, hesitated for a moment, and added:
"Don't have to tell people I'm dead, don't have to tell people that 'me' is just a bionic body. If a bionic body can make everyone feel confident and bright in their eyes-then I will always be a person who keeps them alive." A mental sculpture of determination."

Hearing these words, a flood of memories suddenly poured into Lin Guang's brain.

The memory revived at this moment, and he suddenly remembered——

The time of this memory is the first year just after the end of the century catastrophe.At that time, the human struggle had not yet intensified, and there was not even a camp for freedom and a camp for gods.

This year, the old man was dying of illness.This remote garden villa is where he spends his last days with the old man.

The white lilies in the garden were catalyzed by the seeds he brought back, so they bloomed so well.

He caught the butterflies in the garden one by one with his own hands. He likes red, and the butterflies fly like burning flames.

The white round table where the cake was placed was picked up from the ruins a few days ago. He and the old man repaired the broken table legs together. The old man also praised him for his talent in carpentry.

A few days ago during the festival, he wrote a blessing to the old man, and the old man praised him for his beautiful handwriting.He makes tea for the old man every day, the tea water is clear, and the green leaves circle around on the tea liquid, like a butterfly kissing a flower petal.

The old man said he was his best friend.

The old man's name is...

"Don't be sad, thank you for being with me to the end." The old man said.

The old man's expression became more and more calm, and his deep eyes looked up at the blue sky, as if he wanted to firmly engrave such a beautiful spring day in his eyes.

He will never see such a beautiful spring day again.

"Spring will come." The old man muttered to himself.

"Spring?" Lin Guang repeated: "Is it coming? Will it come?"

Why can't he see spring at all after decades?
"Click", "click", "click", the wall clock made a light sound.

Four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock...

"Clatter——" The night wind suddenly blew up, and the buds that were to be bloomed at this moment simultaneously. Thousands of petals woke up from the deathly silence, and warmly stretched and bloomed against the setting sun.

"You don't want to die, can you?" Lin Guang said.

He vaguely felt that he was going to lose again, and the pain of this loss was like lingering moisture.

The old man smiled for a moment, then suddenly said softly:
"Actually, I don't want to die either..."

"I also want to go down with you, I also want to see the real spring day, I want to live for a long time, I want to drive the enemy out with my own hands..."

"But I don't have a better ending..."

"Click", "click", "click".

The clock is ticking, seven o'clock in the evening, eight o'clock, nine o'clock...

The green leaves on the branches are flourishing rapidly, and in the next moment, they turn from green to golden, and are dyed brilliant golden yellow - that is a ginkgo tree like a golden butterfly, and the golden color is like a crack tearing the night, like another morning sun newborn.

ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

This day was like a rehearsal of the jump from spring to winter, and Lin Guang didn't even have time to brush the ginkgo leaves off the old man's shoulders.

"You..." Lin Guang said softly.

However no one has responded.

"..." Lin Guang remained motionless.

The drooping silver thread swept over the flying butterflies, and the old man's head drooped feebly, the light in his eyes never dimmed until his eyelids closed.

He left under the ginkgo tree, the rose petals in his hair withered.

Lin Guang still maintained the posture of brushing ginkgo leaves for the old man, and froze in place.

Until he completely lost his strength and knelt beside the old man.At this moment, he suddenly felt intense grief, and his throat was as dry as a desert.

This day is the first year of the catastrophe, December 1st, at twelve o'clock in the morning.

——The dawn system is activated for the first time, and a world enters a new century.

The name of the dead old man was "Asa Actor".

Died from infusing the source of the world into the dawn system, exhausted vitality, only 20 years old.

"Meow".

A cat meow.

Lin Guang turned his head in a daze, his vision was hazy, through the tears, he saw a small black cat walking towards him.

This is the old man's cat.

The black cat held a piece of letter paper in its mouth, and wrote "Zhi Linguang" in small characters, which he knew by heart.

He slowly opened the letter paper.

【Lin Guang, after I die, don't be in a hurry to die. 】

It is such a line of words that catches the eye.

Lin Guang put down the cake knife he just got in his hand in a daze.

With a bang, he lost his strength and slumped on the ground.

[I wanted to talk to you many things, but I never had the chance, and eventually you became more and more paranoid.I want to tell you that it's not your fault, it's mine that made the world develop into the desperate situation it is today. 】

[In the past time, I tried everything to the best, but I didn't usher in a happy ending.I know that you will definitely choose to commit suicide after I die, even if you are forced to live in this world, every second is torture for you.I respect all your choices. 】

[Just, before you go to die, please arrange the prerequisites for the Dawn system.The Dawn system is our only hope of protecting the world. 】

【You are a very good person, don't need to feel guilty. 】

[I never dislike you, you are my best friend. 】

[Finally, I will write a poem for you that I have read. 】

【"I want to live forever."】

【"I want to become a star."】

【"Let my love shine in the sky,"】

【"Let my soul wander in the universe."】

【"I want to live forever,"】

【"I want to become a giant tree, so that everyone in the world can see my existence,"】

【"When night falls, the moon will light up for me..."】

【All right. 】

[Although it is very young, it is regrettable, but it is over. 】

【bye, good night. 】

Lin Guang gripped the letter paper tightly.

In front of his eyes, the brilliant ginkgo fluttered like a butterfly, beautiful like a dream, like a golden storm.

In the night, the ginkgo trees rustled, as if a young man in a white coat stayed among the ginkgo leaves, stared at the world for a moment, and left with a smile.

……

Lin Guang woke up suddenly.

He was panting violently in the recovery cabin, his eye circles were moist, and the dazzling indoor lights pierced his eyes.This memory dream affected him too much.

Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw the figure of Luvis outside the door of the room.

—Wait, why is Luvis here?
Before he could react, he heard a violent explosion, and the flames instantly engulfed the room.

"boom--!!!"

(End of this chapter)