Chapter 136 "I Just Want to Save You"
"Mockingbird, you know he's dead."
"It's okay if you pretend you don't know. I know from the shopping list that the guy bought Dream Kiss."
"Don't you know what a dream kiss means?"
"Don't be stubborn anymore. Our family cannot tolerate betrayers!"
"He doesn't love you anymore!"
Every word was heart-piercing. Sunday rarely spoke to the robin in such a strong tone, even if it was just words.
Sunday may not have understood everything about robins, but... he was the person who understood robins best in the world.
He knew that the robin could see the words, and even if there was only a slight possibility, Sunday wanted to make his sister come back to the right path.
"Brother, you are wrong."
"A person will experience three deaths in his life. The first is when the heart stops beating and breathing stops completely, and he is declared biologically dead."
“The second time is after the burial, when people attend the funeral to announce a life that can never be returned.”
"The third death is the death of the last person who remembers the dead. From then on, no one will know about your past anymore."
"As long as I live, I will sing his songs and remember his past for the whole world." The words of the robin have always been so gentle and peaceful.
Sunday seemed to see her looking at him with determined eyes, just like one rainy night before, when she broke free from his arms and rushed into the heavy rain in the night alone.
He could only stand there in a daze, watching the robin walk into another world.
I don't like rain on Sunday.
The rain fell from the sky like an invisible wall, dividing the world into two.
From then on, he could no longer enter the robin's world, that world full of sadness, and was buried forever in the robin's heart.
She is a birdcage called "freedom", imprisoning a past that can never be touched again.
If the encounter was a tragedy, it was already destined at the beginning of the story.
"Brother, the answer doesn't really matter, does it?"
"The important thing is that I made the decision."
[The other party has ended the conversation]
Sunday stared blankly at the red exclamation mark on the screen for a long time without moving.
But I suddenly realized that he is really boring now.
When did you and I drift apart?...Robin.
Sunday stared at the sky silently, muttering: "Is the reality you constructed really better than dreams?"
The answer doesn't matter, time will erase those traces.
The world of dreams welcomes traveler after traveler, who come and go, coming and going, but never leave any trace.
An Ming is a sinner who betrayed his family, but he is also the only one who left any trace.
Sunday just wanted to create paradise, a paradise more perfect than the reality that had ever come.
He and An Ming were walking on the same path, but they had never walked side by side.
Yalilo.
The white knuckles gently tap the glass filled with juice, producing pleasant notes. The beautiful melody makes people feel as if they are in the most luxurious theater, and the robin is the musician playing the piano.
"If it were you, this would be even more affectionate..." Robin imitated An Ming's habits in her mind, but she was not him after all.
On countless nights, the robin sat beside the boy, and its gentle eyes quietly watched the pair of elf-like hands dancing on the piano keys, playing the melody that flowed into his heart.
“When you play music with your heart, it has soul.”
"Miss Mockingbird?"
"Ok?"
Robin woke up from his memories, and saw two beautiful figures appear in front of the table. Seele followed behind Bronya, and Bronya smiled.
"Ms. Robin, the nearest flight is in 2 system hours. To get to the star region near Xianzhou Luofu, you need to transfer on the way... Of course, if it's you, you should be able to go directly."
Yalilo's current interstellar flights are not yet perfect, but under the company's construction, a preliminary prototype structure has been formed, and the distance between Luofu and Yalilo is not far.
"Thank you."
The robin smiled slightly, and anyone who saw those eyes would be stunned for a moment, marveling at the natural purity and beauty, just like an angel descending to the earth.
What's more, the robin's song is the sound of nature, it is no exaggeration to say that it is like an angel's song.
"Before leaving Yalilo, I would like to hear what kind of person An Ming is as you all know," the robin asked sincerely. Bronya and Seele looked at each other, nodded slightly, and sat opposite the robin.
"The first time I met Mr. An Ming was in the snowy plains, where I also met another girl with long silver-gray hair named Liu Ying."
"Firefly..."
“After that, well…” Bronya seemed to realize something and looked at Seele for help.
Seele gave her a trusting look, indicating that she completely understood Bronya's idea. "After that, An Ming and Liu Ying went on a date in Yalilo hand in hand, and finally defeated the star core together."
Bronya: “?”
The Great Guardian blinked her eyes cutely, looking a little dumbfounded. This meant she simply didn't understand!
An Ming was their benefactor, how could they stab him in the back? In the current situation, they should provide some cover first.
Xier raised her eyebrows inexplicably. Didn’t the meaning mean that she should tell the truth?
"Is that so?"
There was not much expression on the robin's beautiful face, but its eyes were still a little dim, and its pitiful appearance made it look extremely fragile.
But the robin is never fragile. Only those who truly understand her will know the unchanging firmness in her heart.
"Thank you for telling me this."
She stood up gently and looked up at the sky.
It's time to go, to where he is, before the Harmony Ceremony begins - to end everything in the past and the present.
Still in love?
The robin asked himself this question in his heart, and the answer came to him without thinking.
Love, how can I not love.
Only he would call her little bird, and only he would give her true freedom.
Even though it was just a dreamlike reality, it was beautiful enough.
"Mockingbird—"
"I just wanted to save you."
Countless nights, she could hear that firm call echoing in her ears.
Time and time again, as if giving up is never an option.
Those hands saved her from the cage.
If you want to hate, hate her.
"God" once appeared before her in person, but fell into hell because of her.
But what the robin wanted was not a god, but the lyricist who loved her deeply.
"An Ming."
"This time, it's me who will save you."
Maybe she still can't do anything like before, but at least she can offer her final elegy.