Chapter 9 Showing You All of Me
Like a firefly, live a short but brilliant life.
Liuying is not afraid of death, but this time, she wants to try to survive.
"An Ming, I..."
The words she wanted to say were stuck on her lips. Liuying covered her chest and gasped violently. The voice she had heard countless times in her dreams kept echoing in her mind.
"Article 2 of the Cyborg Law: Do not leak any information."
Liuying's face suddenly turned pale, beads of sweat dripped from her temples. She pulled up her wrist that was held by An Ming and put her slightly cold little hand into his palm.
The familiar warmth brought her spiritual courage. At this moment, the will of "Firefly" transcended the constraints of dreams, and her eyes filled with rosy clouds looked at An Ming sincerely.
"I have something to say to you."
"I'm always here. If you're tired, go and rest first, and then talk to me properly."
An Ming looked at Liuying with some distress. Perhaps Liuying still needed some time, and he was very good at waiting.
Liuying pursed her thin lips and felt the warmth in her palms. An inexplicable feeling continued to grow in her heart, but she didn't know what it was.
She is An Ming's teacher in combat and a master of swordsmanship, serving as his guide to becoming the Molten Knight.
But in life, or more precisely on the road to becoming a human being, she is more like a newborn child. An Ming taught her a lot and also gave her the most important name.
She is Molten Knight A07, a cyborg who has been taught countless times in those cold dreams to obey the Empire, but now... only now, she is just a "firefly".
At this moment, An Ming is greater than the empire.
Liuying placed her hand on her chest, feeling her heart beating. "I'm not good at expressing my ideas, and no one is willing to listen to my ideas."
"There is only one method I can use."
The flame that came from nowhere wrapped around the firefly's delicate body, bright but not hot. On the contrary, one could feel a gentle warmth, just like the firefly's true heart beneath layers of protection.
Liuying turned its back to An Ming, and as the flames faded, its white back was exposed, and the firefly-like broken lines spread like a spider web.
Her eyes were more determined than An Ming had ever seen before.
"That's to show you all I am."
——Everything about fireflies.
The genetically modified human program was originally a byproduct of the Molten Knight experiment, but in the process of continuous adaptation with the Molten Knight, it was discovered that the modified humans possessed a natural advantage over ordinary humans - extremely strong adaptability.
Model A cyborgs are the initial product of the plan, totaling one hundred people, and they are connected to a collective network called the "Hive" at birth.
In the dream woven by the hive, he accepted everything about the battle and, with absolute loyalty to the empire, became the first [weapon] to control the Molten Knights in battle.
The rules of transformation are like life, imprinted in the deepest part of the mind from the very beginning. It is an order that cannot be challenged.
But Firefly was a defective product. After countless dream infusions, her connection to the hive was still only 50%. Her excellent adaptability prevented her from being destroyed directly.
But she also suffers from a condition called "loss of entropy," a condition that she doesn't know when it will completely disappear.
Once when she woke up from a beehive dream, Liuying discovered that her hands were gradually becoming transparent, as if they would disappear at any time.
Surprisingly, there was no fear in his heart, but rather a sense of relief.
She was born to die as fuel, so is her disappearance a relief?
Liuying is different from other cyborgs. After receiving an order, she will think first instead of coldly executing it. After her first encounter with An Ming, the influence of dreams on her became weaker and weaker, which eventually led to her being deprived of the right to drive the Molten Knight.
Only then was he sent by Caesar to the Imperial Court Academy to meet An Ming.
“This is all I have.”
The eyes, as beautiful as fireflies and sunset glow, showed a little tension after the initial firmness. The status of the cyborgs in Grammer is extremely low...it can even be said that they have no status. They are "tools" of the lowest level and can only be tools to carry out human orders. They have never been recognized by humans since their birth.
Is she really qualified to be close to such a dazzling man?
Known as the future of the Imperial Academy and a rare genius in the empire in a century, An Ming seemed to be born in the sun, dazzling and unapproachable.
She is just a firefly in the dark, and she doesn't know when this faint light will be completely swallowed up by the darkness.
"It's too unfair for you to be the only one saying that," An Ming held Liuying's wrist and looked into the pair of bright eyes that he had always liked. At this moment, Liuying turned her head slightly away like a shy kitten, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
"I'm going to show you everything I am, too. That's only fair."
An Ming smiled and helped Liuying put on the shawl. His opinion of the girl did not change at all. Identity had never been a problem because her heart had never changed.
Liuying took a few steps back in surprise and shyness, took a deep breath, and nodded solemnly.
"Ok!"
Fireflies were circling between the two of them. Firefly realized belatedly that her behavior was a bit bold. A faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks. She subconsciously began to avoid An Ming's sincere gaze. If she continued to look at him, she would be melted.
Liuying didn't know why it turned out like this. Her heart was beating fast and her cheeks were burning. This had never happened before when she was alone with Anming.
Could it be that he is sick?
Liuying comforted herself that it was probably just a minor cold and not a big deal.
The two returned the same way, and Liuying subconsciously stopped when passing a shop. The transparent glass window reflected a pretty face and longing eyes directed at the exquisite little cakes in the cupboard.
It was a cake roll that looked like an oak root, and it didn't seem to taste very good, so a large amount of it was piled up in the corner, but few people bought it.
The price is not expensive, and it is even affordable compared to those expensive pastries next to it. The strawberry cake next to it is five times more expensive.
"Boss, I want two."
An Ming pushed the door open and walked in, pointing at the oak cake roll. Liuying, who was hiding behind him, seemed to be hesitant to speak, and gently pulled his sleeve without saying anything.
This amount of expenditure was nothing to An Ming. The monthly subsidy for the swordsmanship class alone was a huge sum. Moreover, as the symbol of the academy today, the various scholarships were completely inexhaustible.
“Thank you for your patronage~”
The shop assistant smiled brightly at An Ming. She felt much better when she saw the handsome boy while working. However, the taste of the oak cake rolls was always a bit strange, so few people would buy them specifically. Most of them would be sent to the slums for sale after they were about to expire.
After leaving the store, Liuying pursed her lips and stared at the bag of cake rolls in An Ming's hand. After hesitating for a few seconds, she said softly, "I... I have never eaten cake."
"That's great, let's eat together."
An Ming seldom eats cake. The last time he ate cake was when his father celebrated his birthday. Ever since he got used to being alone, he has never eaten cake again.
Cake always symbolizes reunion and laughter. An Ming doesn’t think there is any moment worth commemorating like that, and he doesn’t even have a reason to buy a cake.
He saw Liuying's beautiful eyes light up like fireflies, and the joy at the corners of her lips could hardly be concealed. Her footsteps became much lighter, as if she was playing a clear piano piece.
Maybe that's the reason.
Firefly is a cute girl whose thoughts are written on her face. When she is unhappy, she will pout sullenly, and when she is happy, she will smile like a flower.
If there is any definition of happiness, for Liuying, the journey home with the cake is the happiest moment. There are no worries on this journey, only pure beauty.
It would be nice if we could continue along this road.