"Admiral, what do you want most? Is it superhuman strength? Or is it a mythical power? The girl with long white hair asked the young man curiously. With a warm smile, she intertwined her hands behind her back, showing off her beautiful posture. The sea breeze on the beach, with the salty smell of sea salt, stirred her long hair, like a swaying white reed, drifting along the wind.

"I don't want that kind of natural power, I don't want that kind of transcendent authority, I just want to be able to protect the people around me." The boy looked at the magnificent sea in the distance, and his pupils flickered with a faint light, like a calm and boundless deep sky, making people want to go deep into it. "Heroes of myths and legends are as great as giant sculptures, and I'm not that kind of hero. I am destined to have no dazzling sparks in my life, and I can only live a dull life forever like a boulder in the deep sea, I don't want much, that's all. ”

"Admiral, you know what? Actually, I secretly read the book "Myths and Legends" in your office, and there is a Hercules in the book, his name is Hercules, and he is a burly-looking, dignified hero. However, because he was too good, he aroused the jealousy and revenge of Hera, the goddess mother, and in order for Cles to live in peace, his mother sent him far away when he became an adult. During his journey, with his amazing courage and wisdom, he rescued Prometheus, who had stolen fire for mankind, and also killed the ferocious beast, and when passing through the city-state of Elis, he made a bet with the greedy king, and he won, but the king did not keep his promise, and in a fit of rage, he drove the king away, freed the people who had been oppressed for a long time, and won the respect of the people. The girl carefully recounted the story of the book, her eyes full of yearning and pride, and the hero of her heart was Hercules, who protected her with her huge body.

The boy just smiled and listened, without interrupting. It was a book of mythology, one of his favorites, with many interesting and fantastical legends in it, and the plot and development of each story he knew by heart.

"As for me, I think that the Admiral is the Hercules inside, tall and mighty, upright and wise, with the power comparable to heaven and earth, and can change everything, as if there is nothing in the entire heaven and earth that the Admiral cannot do." The girl's eyes were full of adoration, like the most faithful believer, believing in the Lord in her heart.

"Some stories are not as beautiful as you think, and there is always a dark plot behind every beautiful story, but it is just glorified so that you can't see it." The young man replied with a wry smile, looking up at the sky red by the sunset, his eyes full of faint sadness.

The Hercules in the story has done twelve great things in his life, and has also had four marriages without endings, each of which ended in a bleak ending. At the end of the story, he is consumed by the poisonous gown, leaving only dry bones, and he asks for relief from death. In the burning flames, he ended his life as a human being, reduced to ashes, and scattered in the air. And these contents are the truth behind the story, and they are also the cruel reality. The teenager knew these facts and did not say it, but hoped that the innocent girl would live forever in a fairy tale, full of love and hope for the world instead of despair and resentment. Sometimes, reality is so cold and unforgiving, like a cold giant axe, completely cutting off everything that shouldn't exist.

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The company lies on a soft bed, with glittering glass lights overhead, and the white and cold light illuminates the room through the exquisite glasswork.

She lifted her hand, her fingers spread out to block the light above her head. His delicate and indifferent face was covered with tears, and his blurred eyes looked at his raised right hand, on which their oath had been made. On the slender ring finger is a ring that shines as bright as new, and although it is not set with diamonds, it has the engraving of a vow. The ring is engraved with Xu Kai's name on the outside, and it is surrounded by a circle, and inside is the existence he wants to protect with his life - the enterprise.

He did what he said, and at the last moment of his life, he pushed the beautiful white-haired girl off the boat, and drowned himself in the light of the fire and the pungent smoke of gunpowder, leaving no trace of his existence, only the debris that flew on the surface of the water as the ship disintegrated.

The soaking wet girl was half-floating on the surface of the sea, watching everything happen in disbelief. Death came in an instant, like lightning across the sky, tearing through the fragile clouds and descending on the earth in the blink of an eye.

The people around them all screamed and fled in panic. They were afraid of death, but they saw it coming, and they were terrified and helpless. But the business in the water did not, and she looked at the fire burning on the surface of the sea, and her expression was calm. Although she witnessed the catastrophe with her own eyes, she could still clearly feel that the connection between herself and the Admiral had not been broken, and that the lifelong contract had not been torn up, like a signal from afar, proving his existence.

She thought he would be back in front of her, hugging her like he had done in the past. But like a real death, his sturdy figure never appeared again, and disappeared forever from that day, leaving no message in the midst of the raging fire.

She turned her head slightly, and on the bookcase next to the bed was his favorite copy of "Myths and Legends". She read the story inside, and also knew the tragic end of Hercules, who was wearing a poisonous smock and turned into dry bones, disappeared forever in the flames, and turned to ashes. She had only known Hercules before that he was an upright and wise man, who had done twelve great things in a mortal body, and was the embodiment of human will. And now she finally understands that no matter how great a person is, he also has a dark heart and a tragic ending.

However, she still believes in the innocence and beauty of the past, and in her memory, Hercules is still the hero she told the Admiral, the embodiment of justice.

She sees Hercules, who is omnipotent in the book, as an admiral. In her eyes, Xu Kai is the collection of these beautiful qualities, integrity, kindness, honesty and bravery, which is the strongest faith in her heart, like Optimus Prime, which supports the world in her heart.

However, just like the ancient Buzhou Mountain supporting the heavens and the earth, there are still times when they are broken. Optimus Prime will also collapse one day, even if it comes so suddenly that it is unacceptable.

"I have read old books with legends and myths, Achilles and his trophies, Hercules and his gifts, which are manifestations of power and power, and it is obvious that I am not among them, and I am not such a hero. You ask me where I want to go? What do you want most? I said, I don't want those superhuman talents, I envy those superheroes, I look forward to those fairytale blessings. I just want to do what I can, kiss the people I love, that's all I want, that's all I want. The company whispered, mottled tears shining in the light.

It was the note she had seen in the Admiral's diary, a poem he had written, and every word in it was filled with affection, as if he were whispering in his own ear. Perhaps, as the Admiral replied to himself, he is just a boulder in the deep sea, not a hero, and only hopes for a dull life. This may not be as magnificent as the myths and epics, nor the earth-shattering in the legends, but it is as eternal as diamonds.

However, one day the boulder disappeared and never reappeared, as if taking away the source of life, leaving the originally vibrant deep sea only a dead silence, like stagnant water, and could no longer make any waves.

The enterprise looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, watching it overflow on the smooth wooden plank, without the slightest ripple, like the heart of the deep sea, cold and bleak.

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In the dimly lit room, the middle-aged man tasted the red wine in his glass bitterly, and he looked at the burning fireplace in front of him, his thoughts were like entwined silk threads, with no end.

"Peter, tell me, what do you want most?" The middle-aged man swallowed a sip of wine and asked.

"I didn't know," the emaciated boy shook his head honestly, "I started out as a fisherman, without any relatives, and I just wanted to have a net of fish in the boat every day to make a living, and that's it." ”

"That's what I thought at first, it's as simple as you." The middle-aged man smiled, and he picked up the goblet and poured it hard. "But the world is like this, sometimes even your most basic requirements can't be met."

"Maybe so," Peter nodded, "otherwise I wouldn't have been forced to brave the torrential rain to go to sea alone for survival, and finally be rescued by my teacher in the waves and given a new life." ”

"So have you ever thought about being an Admiral?" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"I never thought I'd be a little fisherman, and I'm already very satisfied to be able to make a living from fishing." Peter paused, and then said, "The Admiral is to me like a hero of mythology, like Hercules. That's the story my father told me when I was a child, and he said that in a distant village, there was a tall human with great strength, who fought against the fierce beasts to protect the villagers, and finally defeated the beasts and lived happily with the village chief's daughter. ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and listened carefully to the young man's story. It reminded him of the beautiful figure, the innocent girl, who also liked the protagonist of the story and longed for the exploits he had done. He knew that the original story was not what Peter had said, and that it did not end so happily. But because of human nature's yearning for happiness, the story has also been changed to conform to human desires and become more innocent and beautiful.

"When I was a child, I also longed for Hercules, the god of the story, but when I grew up, I knew that I was just a villager in the story, and I would never be the main character." Peter laughed self-deprecatingly, "And the Admirals are the protagonists, they have angelic ship maidens, noble births, and endless wealth. I'm not a hero like that, just a passerby who greets the protagonist's return, a presence that cheers in the crowd. Doomed not to stand in front of the crowd and receive their admiring gaze. So, I'd rather be a villager and live an ordinary life all my life, with a wife who complains a lot, and some naughty children, which makes me very satisfied. ”

The middle-aged man listened to the young man's wishes, turned his head, looked at his honest and honest face, and said seriously, "Then will you regret becoming such a disgraceful existence as you are now?" Every day, I can only follow my orders and do dangerous things that could kill me at any time. ”

"No, not really." Peter's eyes were sincere and he wasn't lying. "My father told me that the person who saved your life, you have to repay him with your life, just like an equivalent exchange, a life for a life."

"That's a stupid idea, nothing is more important than life!" The middle-aged man denied his opinion.

"I don't think," Peter smiled innocently, "that life is destined to end from the time of birth, and there is no difference between ending earlier and ending later. Others risk pulling you back from the brink of death, and you also have an obligation to take the risk of pulling him at a critical moment, even if it's in exchange for your life. Sometimes, don't think too much about it, but become very brave. ”

"The ignorant are fearless, and if they don't think too much, they won't be afraid." The middle-aged man drank the only remaining red wine in the cup, looked at the young man in front of him, and showed a satisfied smile.

"Peter, you are not a hero like that, you are not obliged to take on the duties of a hero, I promise, you will live the simple life you want." Middle-aged people make commitments.

He clenched his glass, his fingers a little white, and his eyes were as firm as Hercules.

I just want to do what I can, kiss the people I love, that's all I want, that's all I want. He whispered to himself.