burning sky

Chapter 6

Under the crimson sky

2000 years.

"What's that big pot of solution in the corner?" Scheele asked looking at the corner of the chemistry office.

"That is 98.8% oleum, which is used to remove moisture due to the humid weather recently," Lavoisier said.

"Ah... why use such a dangerous thing to remove moisture... wouldn't activated carbon or calcium chloride be enough?!" Scheler looked at the pot of oleum sadly.

"Of course not," Boyle walked in with a bunch of wildflowers in his arms. "Activated carbon and calcium chloride, this kind of monotonous black and white is not aesthetically pleasing. To remove moisture, you should use color-changing silica gel...from blue to purple and then again." Turning pink and finally turning into white pearls, this is the embodiment of aesthetics."

"I support oleum." Lavoisier said, "Don't you think the rising mist of oleum is so graceful? Accompanied by the breathtaking smell..." Lavoisier quickly twisted with the mist Woke up.

"Please...that's all sulfur oxides..." Scheler said, "I don't want to die again..."

Suddenly the door opened.I saw Volt slipping in with a strange expression.

"My dear Antoine, this pizza is for your lunch~" Volt sneaked over on tiptoe, and gently placed a takeaway pizza in front of Lavoisier, "You don't have to thank me~"

"Thank you, but this..." Before Lavoisier could say anything, Volt had already fled away.

"Huh? This month Volta seems to be too generous. Each of us has received his inexplicable gifts, and they are all food: pasta, macaroni, pizza. How strange..." Boyle looked at the hot pizza and couldn't help thinking take a bite.

At this time Faraday entered the chemistry group. "Uh... have you seen Alessandro (referring to Volt)?" Faraday glanced at the crowd, and everyone looked at him innocently, "By the way, our electromagnetism team has discovered Alessandro this month. Luo skipped work many times to buy takeaways...but every time I caught him, the takeaways he bought miraculously disappeared...so there is no way to catch evidence to deduct his salary..." Faraday was distressed Say, "Well, it looks like he came in just now. What happened?"

Everyone can't help but feel sorry for Volt spending money on crimes.

So at lunch time, Lavoisier took Volt's takeaway to the No.20 second hall of the French Pavilion.

"Uh, Antoine is back." Lagrange came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and saw the pizza box in Lavoisier's little hand, "Is it the takeaway that Alessandro didn't eat... He is too bad... By the way, today I made a few dishes that combine French, Italian and German cooking, would Antoine want to try it?"

Hearing these words, the pizza, which was still fragrant just now, suddenly lost its allure.Lavoisier threw the pizza on the sofa with a whoosh, and immediately sat down at the dining table.In the past so many years, almost every day is so happy, always full of people to care about him; he also embarked on the journey of chemistry again, and started a simple and beautiful life.

At this moment, a stack of documents on the dining table came into his eyes.Lavoisier froze.

"Antoine...Actually..." Lagrange slowed down his speech, "You know that the American branch of the study counseling firm under the association needs support...so there have always been traditional projects supported by the European Department and the American Department ……I……"

Lavoisier seemed to realize something. "I know that Dalton, Avogadro, and David participated in this project and went to the Americas Department to help Priestley establish the chemistry group of the Americas Department... After that, Gauss Leibniz and others supported the Americas Department Mathematics group... I remember that the shortest period for such a project is 50 years...so you are leaving Europe too, aren't you?..." he said quietly.

"Yes..." Lagrange looked at Lavoisier.Lavoisier's round face was still as cute as ever, and his big flickering eyes were still as bright as brown crystals.

Lagrange was at a loss for words.

"Actually, I... the one with the shortest period... is not... I..."

"It's okay, Joseph. I know that I can't participate in this project due to physical reasons, and I can never go with you... Actually, 50 years is really short for a memoir materialized individual, isn't it?" Lavoisier seemed to have Foreseeing, he said sadly, "I'm not what I appear to be. I'm just a 15-year-old kid. Go and pursue your future."

Lagrange looked at him melancholy, but he still didn't say what he wanted to say to him.

Charles de Gaulle Airport that evening.The sunset glow burns quietly in the sky.

"The plane to Washington is about to take off." Lagrange looked at the little Lavoisier who came to see him off, and helped him back with a smile. "Goodbye, I will always keep in touch." He kissed his forehead.

Bernoulli, who was traveling with him, was already greeting him.Finally, Lagrange smiled faintly at Lavoisier, his blue eyes rippling slightly, then turned and left, disappearing beyond the boarding gate.

Lavoisier watched as the gate was closed.The plane taxied slowly on the runway.accelerate.The landing gear retracted against the trembling red.

So you are still the same Joseph-Louis Lagrange back then, you have not changed at all... You have been constantly pursuing and moving for a better future... Let me be your passer-by again, but you There is no need to worry that I will be hurt, because these injuries have been irreparable three centuries ago; and my body and mind will never be broken again, because they are already broken.It just dawned on me that I must be alone in the end.

The plane passed through the crimson clouds, gradually drifting away, like sparks bursting out of a flame, and finally disappeared between the division of day and night.The sun of Roissy makes its final confession on the horizon.

His brown eyes were reddened by the burning sky.The rose-colored life once bloomed brilliantly three centuries ago, but was suddenly destroyed by the bloody massacre and collapse; the torment of crime and punishment made him fall into hell, and the leap between life and death made him unavoidable... Start in fame and end in disgrace.In the journey between truth and falsehood, the eternal journey is accompanied by oneself and only oneself.

"What is Antoine looking at?" Voltaire walked over, "It's time to go back."

"I just think that the air movement in the stratosphere is not as strong as the troposphere, so the pollution brought by the plane will stay for a long time. The temperature in the stratosphere rises with altitude. This is because of ozone..." Lavoisier thought for a while.

"Oh no no no!" Voltaire was about to throw up because of the incomprehension, "I think you should go back quickly so as not to be scary..."

I would like to bury the past and exchange it for bright sorrow.

The crimson clouds began to dim, falling from the dark sky like clots of blood.

Alone through the centuries, wandering under burning skies.

So familiar.

The cloud cover outside the porthole, the sea of ​​fire flickering in the crimson sky.Lagrange looked out the window, and there was a memo in the closed mobile phone, passing the altitude of [-] meters.

This behavior is for my Antoine, in order to find more effective drugs to treat his anemia, in order to let him have the most advanced chemical analysis equipment.

But...but why didn't I have the courage to tell him this after all?

And that "if you still need me, I'm willing to do everything for you" from a century ago...

The author has something to say:

By the way, today is the last chapter of "The Burning Sky". Since this is just a prequel, it is impossible to go on too much......

Afterwards, I will release some small sweet episodes to heal everyone's hearts XD

There may be such a feeling: "My God, after [-] words, why are the two still not together in the end and Lavoisier was beheaded once for nothing", I also feel a little cheating, but this is The characteristics of "Burning Sky", abuse...