Simulated Star Iron: Miracles are yours, death is mine

Yaoqing fairy boat

A murmur drifted from the dark room, sounding like a girl's longing, or perhaps a deeply etched memory.

A moment later, a hand reached out from under the covers and turned on the bedside lamp.

Her long, black hair cascaded down, revealing Feixiao's face.

She took out the jade tablet and glanced at the time on it: "It's only 11 p.m...."

Lin Yuan's birthday celebration is still an hour away.

She didn't go to work today, and Jiaoqiu and Moze automatically asked for leave for her.

I only slept for a few hours, but now I'm not sleepy at all.

I was dreaming again.

I dreamt of the past.

Just like the past thirty years, she would always see Lin Yuan in her dreams on the two most special days of the year.

She never celebrates her birthday.

Because it's too troublesome for immortal beings to celebrate their birthdays every year.

But ever since she met Lin Yuan, she has attended his birthday celebration every year, helping with everything from the cake and candles to making a wish.

There was no particular reason; it was simply because that was Lin Yuan, her beloved junior brother.

"Junior brother, you're eight years old this year. What's your wish?"

"I hope my senior sister and teacher return home safely." In the candlelight, the boy looked at the girl and the cake in front of him and solemnly clasped his hands together.

"Okay, I promise you. I'll gather some abundant materials for you to make a figurine." Fei Xiao bent down and hugged Lin Yuan, whispering, "Wait for me to come home..."

Feixiao got up, reached out and turned on all the lights in the room, illuminating her fantasy before walking into the living room.

The living room was deserted, with only half a bottle of wine and some messy takeout boxes.

She cleaned up the trash and then carried the unfinished bottle of wine into the yard.

The moonlight shone on the osmanthus tree, where golden osmanthus blossoms still bloom after all these years.

Just like when we first met.

She gazed at the osmanthus tree and murmured, "You're not here anymore. After you retired, my teacher went to work as a patrolman, and I'm all alone at home now."

Why……"

This sigh contained boundless longing, helplessness, and loneliness.

No words are needed; the strong liquor goes down the throat, and everything is understood.

Then, she seemed to remember something: without Lin Yuan's help to sober her up, she had drunk too much in that last sip.

I hope I won't be late for work tomorrow...

Feixiao picked up the jade tablet and opened a photo.

Under the sunlight, Yue Yu stood in the middle with a smile, reaching out to hug himself and Lin Yuan, who wasn't very tall at the time.

“Our family must be together,” Yue Yu said. “Xiao’er and Yuan’er, you two siblings must get along well.”

Further away, there is the Yaoqing Ferris wheel.

In the blink of an eye, everything has changed.

"We thought we had a long time ahead of us, but in the blink of an eye, it was all over."

Even immortal beings cannot escape the erosion of time.

Those who underestimate time will eventually be caught up by time and mocked mercilessly.

For more than 30 years, she has taken over General Yaoqing's important mission and fought on the front lines.

For immortal beings, thirty years is not even a valid measure of life.

But let alone thirty years, every night of losing a beloved person was unbearable for Feixiao.

The only thing she could rely on was the osmanthus pendant on her chest.

This pendant was a gift Lin Yuan left for her using the power of the Abundance Token.

When she falls into a madness, he can hold onto her last shred of sanity and prevent her from being consumed by fear.

The thing that the physicians of the Dan Ding Si, including Jiao Qiu, had been worried about did not happen.

And that refracting sword was also left behind by Lin Yuan.

All that gentle boy could leave her in the end were these two cold objects.

“Junior brother, sometimes I think that we should have had a child back then…” She lowered her head, her eyes glistening with tears, and leaned on the table, looking at the osmanthus tree.

The osmanthus blossoms sway gently, sending forth a sweet fragrance.

At that time, she didn't want her child to be born with the same disease as her, which was a fatal condition.

Lin Yuan agreed.

Life is long anyway, it doesn't matter whether you have children or not.

But now, she has some regrets.

Seeing the scenes of parents accompanying their children on the streets and alleys of Yaoqing, she was also somewhat moved.

In fact, Yao Qing's Dan Ding Si has always preserved her and Lin Yuan's genetic information.

Not only the two of them, but also many Cloud Cavalry soldiers.

This is to prevent some of the Alliance's heroes from dying out and losing their bloodline in the world.

She can activate it at any time if she wishes.

Ten months later, a child will be born into this world.

"But I don't have time to take care of the child, and I don't want the child to be born without a father's love."

She sighed softly and stopped dwelling on these issues.

They estimate that their child will be born after they die.

She had specifically asked Marshal Hua to take care of the child if that day ever came.

The jade lamp lit up again; it was a message from the Lin Yuan Foundation, which had sent over last year's financial statements.

After Lin Yuan's sacrifice, she established this foundation in Lin Yuan's name.

It was used to help veterans who survived the Third War of Plenty, as well as children from poor families with swordsmanship potential, to train them.

Many veterans burst into tears on the spot. They followed the leader of the Lin Yuan Sword Sect into battle, asking the leader to die in their place.

Even after the swordsman's sacrifice, he continued to provide assistance to those in need.

This is just one of countless projects named after Lin Yuan.

“I know you’ve always lacked a sense of security and were afraid of being forgotten by others.”

Senior sister promises you, you have never been forgotten.

It wouldn't have happened in the past, it won't happen now, and it won't happen in the future.

Yaoqing and the Alliance will always remember you.

As night fell, Fei Xiao fell asleep under the influence of alcohol, and the jade tablet displaying the group photo slowly went out.

Like the past, it has been submerged and faded by the tide of death.

The tides reshaped the world, leaving it devastated, leaving her all alone to bear it all.

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A secret base somewhere in the universe

The girl emerged from the blue flames and placed her transformation device, which resembled a cicada in spring and autumn, on the table.

“This operation was well done.” Kafka looked up and smiled at the girl. “However, there is something even better, something you’ve been waiting for.”

The girl blinked her eyes, which were as bright as the starry sky, and looked at Kaffa: "What's wrong, Kaffa?"

Kafka swirled the red wine in her glass and said slowly, "Our hacker lady has found something you care about."

"Hey, Firefly, this is for you." Silver Wolf sent the video while blowing bubble gum. "At Black Tower Space Station, someone has joined the Star Train. Their appearance and name are the same as the person you're looking for."

Liu Ying's eyes instantly welled up with tears: "How could this be... He... is back?!"

Have those who faced death in the flames returned now?

A black cat approached, crouched down, and licked its paws. "Sam," it said, "you know, unless I'm right next to him, I can't see his fate. And the script..."

"I know, I know, I will verify it."

Firefly rushed into her room and shakily opened a box.

A golden-red transformation device came into view.

“AR001, the original Molten Knight… have you returned? Our past is over, but I hope we can have a future.”