Your Majesty doesn't know

In the old people's village in the dark night, if He Zichen and the others didn't come, there would be only Yongsheng alone, and he had experienced countless times facing the dark night alone, but he had never gotten used to it, and every time it still made him afraid.

Not only afraid of the dark, but also afraid of facing those familiar and unfamiliar people again after dawn, and even more afraid of finding out who has not woken up.

A lamp was like a bean, illuminating the faces of several people. Yongsheng told He Zichen and Sheng Ling about his life experience, and they were a little shocked when they heard it.

Before, He Zichen felt that Yongsheng's eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had watched the flowers bloom and fade in the world for hundreds of years, but he didn't expect that his momentary thought turned out to be the truth.This child who looks less than ten years old has indeed lived for thousands of years.

Contrary to what they had guessed, Yong Sheng was not an ordinary person who was adopted, but a descendant of the Dying Life and Death Clan, a child who was raised by the whole clan as a god but was cursed by fate.

The Dawn and Twilight Clan has been blessed by God. They have become human beings, living in the light, and have no relationship with darkness forever, and have a life that is close to eternity. Every day is different-this was originally their wish, but when it is really fulfilled After that, they were so panicked.

The people who lived and died at the same time were born at the same time as the sun, and then disappeared with the sun. Just a few hours is their hasty life.

Before you have time to experience the joy of crawling, you have already learned to run; you don’t need to be taught or cared for, you will speak when the time comes, and you will grow up on your own; friendship and love can last for a few hours at most, and before you have time to express it, you have already begun to quietly Grow old; when the sun gradually set to the west, they looked at each other's faces, and could even see clearly where the wrinkles on each other's skin began to crawl, and how the frost stained the black hair.

As a result, this life came to an end, and they were so hasty that they had no time to recall, and there was nothing worth recalling.

They forget everything the next day, and their lives start again. All the things they have gained, lost, cherished, and regretted are all annihilated with the night, and only the obsession of life after life gradually becomes instinct with inheritance.

Even if there is a new life, even if there is a once-a-day reincarnation, but no one knows, is the new self still the self?If there are no precious memories to ferment with time, then what is the difference in life every day?

They want such a fresh and intense life, but find that every new birth makes them feel rotten.

Maybe this is a joke of God, or is it because people are always too greedy?

If this continues, their race will only stagnate like this forever, and they will only repeat this monotonous life forever, and eventually get tired of it and would rather sleep forever.

As a result, the life and death family began to want to change something.

They chose to put all their hopes on one of them, and dedicated their time and lifespan to maintain that person's life, so that he could escape the curse of life and death, and live night after night.

The lifespan of each day is not enough for them to understand too much, but the inherent desolation makes them stubbornly want to change something. As for the use of this little change they have made with all their heart, it is not in their consideration within range.

I just don't want to be static, I just don't want to forget everything.

Therefore, I want to have someone who can watch the sun go down together instead of all of them, remember the appearance of each tribe, and witness the changes of the entire tribe.

The chosen one is eternal life.

Every once in a while, the life and death tribe will give up their eternal time to delay the growth of eternal life, so that he can live for thousands of years and still look like a child.

It is like countless water droplets converging into the ocean, and countless short lives gather together to form eternity.

This chosen person grows extremely slowly. It is obvious that after hundreds of years, his appearance has hardly changed, and he does not know that it will take tens of thousands of years before he grows up, and it will take tens of thousands of years before he becomes old.

There is no true eternal life in the world, and even the god who gave them blessings at the beginning has long since fallen into the torrent of time, but this child who gathered the vitality and hope of all the living and dying people is infinitely close to true eternal life.

Therefore, his name is Eternal Life.

However, just like God's blessing to the flying insects at the beginning, is eternal life, eternal life, the hope of the whole family or the curse of fate?

"Grandpa is dead...he will never wake up again, from now on, there will never be this grandpa..." Yongsheng no longer cried, and the dim light reflected his face with vicissitudes.

He calmly talked about how huge and how the dying people in his memory were gradually declining; how those people disappeared one by one, making the trickle of life drip into every inch of his flesh and blood; How many familiar and unfamiliar faces disappeared, but they knew that the other party died for themselves.

Other than him, the members of the Dying Life and Twilight Clan have no names, and Yong Sheng calls them younger brother in the morning and grandpa in the evening, which must sound ridiculous in the outside world.Yongsheng tried to name each of them, but found that those names were no different from "brother" and "grandpa" to them.

He also cried bitterly and refused, but no one paid attention.

They just need a truly immortal person to protect the whole clan, and they are even willing to overthrow the whole clan for this.

At first, Changsheng thought it was a reckless sacrifice, and he suffered and felt guilty for it. After looking at the clouds for thousands of years, he suddenly understood that it was actually a grand-sounding relief.

In fact, everyone... has lived enough.

But he also felt that enough was enough.

He will never die, forever young, and the whole clan is instinctively willing to protect him with all their lives. He has already become a kind of mysterious belief among the increasingly numb clansmen.

So he can only live aimlessly with the body of a child and the heart of an old man.Carrying the hope and sacrifice of the whole family, he has no choice but to live on.

Many short-lived but ignorant lives converge into an eternal life, but they don't know that this eternal life also inherits their ignorance.

Yongsheng thought, this him who has always been a child will probably cry bitterly for the eternal departure of a certain clansman, but even he himself can't tell how much of these tears is sadness and how much is numb habit.

"I think, I deserve to die...but I don't deserve to die. I know I want to live forever, but I don't know why I have to live forever. I think we—me and them, maybe lived too long... Or it's too short, and we can't think clearly about many things."

"I'm very...I don't know what that word is called, it's like being trapped in a cloud of fog..." Yongsheng said.

He Zichen continued, "Confused?"

"That may be... that's what it means." Yongsheng nodded uncertainly.

Sheng Ling remained silent all this time, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Yongsheng, and asked very seriously: "Yongsheng, are you willing to go with us? Get out of here and go somewhere else?"