The first stage is medical death. Your heart stops beating. The hospital issues a death notice, declaring that from a medical point of view you have lost all vital signs. Your relatives and friends will bury you and shed tears for you at the funeral.
, to mourn the days when you were here, I would come to your grave every once in a while to say a few words and pour two glasses of wine.
In the second stage, no one will go to your grave to send a bouquet of flowers, and no one will occasionally think of your appearance after dinner. The memories of your existence are slowly polished away by time. When this world
All the remaining "memories" related to you have disappeared, and even the photos in front of the tomb have been blurred into a ball of light and shadow by the wind and rain. Who can prove that you existed?
This is the true meaning of death.
But what about when a person is alive?
The key to deciding whether a person is oneself is memory or ID card?
If a guy originally named Lu Mingfei loses all memories related to "Lu Mingfei", can he still be called Lu Mingfei?
This is the origin of the question Lu Mingfei asked Ed Qiao earlier.
Sometimes he would think about whether he and he were one, which actually confirmed Edcho's previous guess that he was worried about whether he was "himself" and whether "himself" was himself.
He knew this was wrong, and he shouldn't doubt their oneness, but when he found that he had lost certain aspects of key memory, he was also a little confused.
He didn't know if this was a deliberate concealment by his other self, or if it was a long period of time that caused him to lose this part of his memory.
Lu Mingfei went to see Big Brother specifically and tried all thirty-six tactics, but this guy pretended to be deaf and dumb, and didn't even raise his eyelids, let alone say a word.
Lu Mingfei could only look at the ocean and sigh.
However, ever since he received the express delivery today, memories that seemed to have been frozen forever underground broke through the layers of ice and rock and emerged in his ears.
He heard a familiar voice that sounded like running water across thousands of years. The man was kneeling in the bright sky, talking about the distant scenery. He tried hard to see the man's appearance clearly, but it was like a layer of fog separated him.
The hazy white mist rising from the sky made it difficult to see clearly. I could only hear "myself" calling him Smith, the guy Ed Joe mentioned just now...
At this moment, after listening to Edcho's confession, there was an inexplicable sadness filling the air. He heard the sadness and extremely complicated emotions behind Edcho's words, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.
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Under Edcho's calm and gentle gaze, an increasingly turbulent tide surged out from the depths of his memory, filling every corner of his heart. It was so gentle, yet heavy, and slowly immersed him.
He suddenly felt tired from his heart, as if the loneliness and sadness that had been accumulated for countless years burst out at this moment. His ears were filled with the sound of water, and he was submerged by the turbulent and gentle water, and kept falling into the dark water.
endless.
Until the melodious sound of wind chimes came from above, and the weak sunlight fell into the water with the opened door of the Bronze Palace.
He opened his eyes again, but he was already in the main hall. The dust raised in the air was reflected in the sunlight. The golden sunlight filled the main hall from above, but it did not bring any warmth. It was still empty and cold.
, only the wind chimes above my head jingled.
The woman wearing a veil came from afar, opened the heavy door, and whispered to him, "Long time no see."
But he didn't pay attention to it, and just looked behind the woman, which was the world outside the door.
His eyes followed the sound of wind chimes and traveled far away, passing through hills and plains, as if he had reached the end of the world at a glance, seeing mountains and rivers.
"Use the ground as a prison and imprison yourself in this deserted palace. Is this your realization as a king?"
Under the golden sunshine, the woman spoke these mocking words with no warmth in her voice from a distance away from the main hall.
But Lu Mingfei discovered that "he" still ignored the masked woman.
He sat quietly on the throne, supporting the side of his face with one hand, looking calmly at the skylight outside the door, as if in his eyes, the woman coming from afar was far less than the woman who appeared in his eyes after the door opened.
Instant scenery.
At that moment, Lu Mingfei felt a weight as heavy as the sky, coming down from his head, suppressing his soul and body on the throne.
Every ray of golden sunlight that filled the air seemed like the heaviest thing in the world, weighing him down almost to the point of bowing his head.
He slowly raised his head to see clearly what was hanging above his head. Only then did he realize that what was hanging above his head was not the sun disk, but an illusory sea.
The water rippled above the Bronze Palace, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, but pressed against his head like a solid object.
This illusory sea suppressed him on this lonely throne.
Or...
He single-handedly carried this vast and rootless sea of illusion!
"Suppressing an entire elemental sea alone, looking at ancient history, you are the second person. Considering the will you inherited, it is not inappropriate to say that you are the first person. But after inheriting the original will, you chose this
A road with no hope at all, should I scold you for being stupid, or should I respect you for being stubborn?"
The woman walked forward slowly, the wind chimes hanging above her head swaying slightly in the sun.
"I told you on the first day that you and I met that the catastrophe of the cycle cannot be eliminated. Even if you try your best, you can only delay the return of the elemental sea."
"All you can really do is let your people meet death in the joy of feasting."
"But you not only hid the truth from your people, but also your brother. You know better than anyone that you can't save everyone, but you still persist. It seems that you are treating your people
You love them so much, but in fact you have never had a heart-to-heart relationship with them, and the distance between you and them is wider than the distance between the sky and the sea."
"You just sit in this cold hall and let them carve up the power of the world. To them, you have already become a cold symbol on the throne. Do you believe that even if you die, to them the world will still keep spinning? But
There is a new god."
"They need God, not you."
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he and the other him completely overlapped.
At this moment, the hollow but majestic will washed over his brain. He looked into the distance quietly, and the voice of the woman in his ears gradually became clearer.
But no matter how much she mocked her, he couldn't get the slightest bit of interest out of her.
He doesn't care about anything the woman says and is indifferent to it. His decision has nothing to do with anyone but his own will.
No one in this world can stop him from doing what he wants to do.
But inexplicably... At this moment, he himself didn't know what he was insisting on.
Maybe you know it but don't want to admit it, or maybe you really don't know.
He remained silent from beginning to end, ignoring the woman who broke into the room.
"You can't carry it on your shoulders forever, let alone save the entire world by yourself. At this time, how long are you going to resist?"
"That is the sin of all things and the source of all evil. It is the flower of vanity born out of all evil. How absurd is it that you want to bear it alone?"
The woman's cold voice echoed in the hall, seeming to question and comfort,
"Let it go. With your current status, even the calamity of the cycle can't consume your soul, so why bother to resist? You can't stop the backflow of the sea of elements. This is a calamity of destiny. But at least you can still take it with you.
's younger brother lives to the next era,"
It's also this moment.
He suddenly turned his gaze to the woman, and a golden light surged in his eyes.
It seemed that the woman's words had touched some untouchable bottom line.
【Destined calamity】?
He thought, what kind of absurd thing dares to be called destiny?
On the highest throne in this world.
The ancient monarch slowly stood up, his movements extremely slow, as if every minute movement was at the expense of resisting the entire world.
The majesty, which is as high as the sky and encompasses all things in the world, radiates to the sky, the earth and the ocean, filling every corner of the world.
The sky vibrated like a drum, and the sound of roaring waves came from overhead. The originally calm illusory sea suddenly stirred up violent waves, as if it might break through the final limit at any time, surging and overturning the fragile world.
At this moment, a gray-white color representing death filled the air.
The sky, the earth, the ocean, everything has fallen into a frozen state, and time has stopped moving forward at this moment.
And in this world where everything is covered in gray.
Only the figure standing on the throne is still colorful, overlooking everything in the world.
The huge pale dragon wings slowly opened up behind him. The dragon wings covered the sky, and the shadow cast covered the earth and the ocean, as if he wanted to single-handedly protect the world under the dragon wings and resist the impending surge.
Tide.
He is fighting against the fate that envelopes the world alone, and no one can stand by his side on this road.
But after all, he could not protect the whole world under the dragon wings.
He silently looked at the place in the distance beyond the reach of Longyi, and thought quietly for a long time. After a long time, the sound of the sea tide rolled like thunder, and he slowly closed his eyes.
The veiled woman stood behind him, staring at his back against the world with a distant look.
He finally slowly put away his pale dragon wings, sat down again in silence, and continued to endure the endless loneliness and the weight of the entire world.
He failed again.
At the end of it all, he listened carefully and seemed to hear the echo of the distant mountains when the wind chimes returned.
He raised his head slightly.
The skylight fell on his face, which was the dazzling sunlight refracted by the illusory sea. Just like this hall, there was no warmth at all, and there was only the dazzling effect of false things.
He silently raised his right hand, and the most intense fire elements in the world gathered here, falling from the illusory sea above his head, blooming into countless bright lines, intertwining into an illusory sun disk.
He flicked his fingers slightly, sparks flew everywhere, and the sun disk made of fire elements was instantly shattered and disillusioned.
Fragile like this world, illusory like the sea water above your head.
Maybe fake things...will always be fake.
He thought so.
But he still didn't give up.
After all... what is destiny?
…
…
Lu Mingfei opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Edcho, whose eyes were as gentle and calm as water.
In the brief moment just now, he saw the truth that someone was finally willing to let him see, and he also understood many ridiculous things.
"Edjoe, what do you mean by destiny?"
he suddenly asked.
Ed Qiao was slightly startled, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "That is the trajectory process from birth to death that has been destined from the beginning of the birth of all things in the world."
Lu Mingfei sat opposite him and said in a low voice: "You said that I never have a heart-to-heart relationship with you, but how have you ever had a heart-to-heart relationship with me? Today, no, this is the most I have heard from you since I met you.
Wow, this is the last joke you played on me today. You would never talk to me like this before. You put me on the highest throne and regarded me as the supreme monarch, which narrowed the distance between us.
And you expect me to take the initiative to talk to you."
Edjo's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just listened quietly to His Majesty's attitude.
"Perhaps we are indeed not a qualified monarch, but you are not qualified ministers either. This is your first time, so it is normal for you to do something wrong."
"You said that you are a little sad, but also happy. This makes me a little sad."
"I really don't need anyone to help me in my life, but that doesn't mean you should die quietly in a corner of the world."
"I will not invite any of you to my future weddings, but I will not kick away any uninvited guests either."
Lu Mingfei looked at him deeply,
"You just said that fate is the trajectory of all things from birth to death, but I hope all of you will understand one thing, so that all of you can live in this world..."
"it's me."
"Instead of that bullshit fate."
There was a fierce golden color surging in Lu Mingfei's pupils, like an angry spring thunder, but it quickly disappeared. He lowered his eyes slightly and adjusted himself in a brief silence.
"Overall, I'm quite happy to see you today."
"I'll pretend I haven't seen you today. It seems there aren't many old guys like you left. Since you're still alive, don't rush to die. I'll let you see what you want...the truth."
Lu Mingfei stood up slowly, pulled up Eli Yi beside him, and left a final sentence.
"The tiramisu tastes pretty good. It seems that you have indeed integrated into human life."
He pulled Eri Yi and strode past Edcho and walked out of this spacious living room.
He walked very fast, as if he was running away from something.
Behind them, Edcho sat in his original position. He did not get up to see off His Majesty, nor even looked back at His Majesty's leaving figure. Instead, he slowly raised his head absentmindedly and looked at the blurry and dreamy lights outside the window.
.
At this moment, he felt that the tidal sound belonging to the elemental sea, which was getting closer and closer to his ears, was gradually fading away...