"I ......" Ling Xing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Shi Tiexin unexpectedly: "Is it so obvious?" ”

"Obviously, very obviously."

She touched her face: "I thought I was acting very well." ”

"Sixteen or seventeen-year-old little girl doll, what can she perform?" Shi Tiexin accepted his fate and accepted his peculiar personality: "Come on, talk to your uncle." Uncle I may not be able to solve any problems, but I promise I'm a good listener. ”

Shi Tiexin's "uncle" didn't know which of her jokes had hit, and it actually made Ling Xingjian very happy all of a sudden. In the midst of laughter, the fireworks erupted in front of him gradually faded, and the light gradually dimmed, and finally only a small flame was left that burned brightly and burned.

Ling Xing stopped smiling, looked at the flames in a daze, and finally sighed: "You say, should people live like meteors, or should they put their lives first?" ”

Shi Tiexin, who asked this question, was a little caught off guard, and it seemed that a samurai withering like a cherry blossom appeared in front of him.

After a trance, Shi Tiexin said: "This question comes from the mouth of a young girl, do you know what others think?" ”

"What do you think?"

"Others will think that this girl is hypocritical, or pretending to be idle. Use some inexplicable philosophical thoughts to decorate your youth, just to make yourself appear very mature, very profound, and very clever. ”

Ling Xingjian couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Oh......"

"However, I think you don't just seem to be sad, let's take a look at you first." Shi Tiexin turned his head to look at Ling Xingjian: "What do you think, how should you live?" ”

"I thank you for your high looks!" Ling Xing couldn't help but slap Shi Tiexin with a slap when he saw Yi Xiyi, and then looked at the wreckage of the fireworks and sighed, "I used to think that I should live like fireworks. But unfortunately, fireworks are brilliant when they are gorgeous, but they are fleeting when they are extinguished. Just like the flame in front of me, when the cold wind blows, in the end only a fireless ember remains, and endless remembrance. ”

Shi Tiexin did not be blinded by appearances, and his words went straight to the core: "It seems that you are seeing things and thinking about people." ”

"............" Ling Xing saw that he was silent, fiddling with the embers with a small wooden stick, and finally sighed faintly: "Yes." ”

Shi Tiexin's voice was very gentle: "Can you ask, which one is the one who makes you think endlessly?" ”

"It's my dad." Ling Xingjian took a deep breath: "Today is his death day. I went to see him at the cemetery, and then I didn't want to stay in that so-called 'home', so I ran out. It's just that I didn't expect you to be really at school and let you stay with me for half the night, so I'm embarrassed. ”

Shi Tiexin continued: "Come to think of it, your father should be the kind of person who was born gorgeous. ”

"It's not too gorgeous, it can even be said to be obscure." Ling Xingjian raised her head, the stars in the sky were twinkling, and her eyes were also shining brightly: "He is a soldier and an airborne soldier." In 08, there was an earthquake in Shuzhou, Xizhili, and he went to the disaster relief. It is said that the disaster was urgent, and he risked his life to parachute into the mountains, and then only sent back a death letter and a pension of 300 yuan. ”

Ling Xingjian's voice was understated, as if he was telling someone else's story. But Shi Tiexin was silent, he didn't know how to comfort him in this situation.

suddenly remembered Lao Liu's appearance as a father in his mind, and Shi Tiexin said in a low voice: "Your father, how is the relationship with you?" ”

"It's okay, it's not bad, it's not bad...... Pretty good. Ling Xing saw that his arms were clasped on his knees, and he looked a little lonely: "I don't remember very clearly, I have the impression that he has been busy all year round, in the army." But occasionally when he comes home, he brings me gifts. He would lift me up to the sky, he would tell me stories, he would take me to play, he would teach me how to catch birds with a slingshot, he would teach me how to play with a gun and a stick. ”

He ...... He's really busy, but every time he comes back, I'm happy. At that time, our family lived a very happy life, my mother was still very virtuous, and I would often say that my father was the backbone of the family, the pillar of the family, and my father was also very handsome in my memory, and the family photos looked very dazzling. ”

"It was a time for me when fireworks were at their most beautiful."

Seeing this, Ling Xing bit his lip and slowly became emotional: "But, what's the use? What's the use! ”

"I was five years old when the Shuzhou earthquake happened, and I still remember that when he received the order to leave, I was scared, very afraid, so I hugged his legs, grabbed his clothes, and didn't want him to go."

"I remember him touching my head and telling me that he was a great hero, and that a great hero should go to the most difficult place to defend his family and the country and save the people."

"I remember him saying that Dad is like the Monkey King, he can ride the clouds and fog, and he can come when he goes."

"I remember him saying that when I think of him, I look at his photo, and as long as I look at it for a while, he will fly back like Monkey King and appear in front of me."

"But, but! But I looked, look, no matter what I looked, he didn't come back! ”

"In the end, he really became a picture and put it in the mourning hall forever......"

Ling Xing saw that her mouth was clenched, and then she held back, she stared at the extinguished fireworks, and her voice was filled with resentment: "Hero, what's the use?" Heroes are righteous, great, and glorious, but what about loved ones? My mother and I are orphans and widows, we have no income, how long will the pension of 300 yuan be enough to live? ”

"If a person really knows when he dies, does he know how we survived? Does he know what kind of person his mother has become now? Does he know how much we are miserable, how much I miss him and how much I hate him? ”

"He doesn't know!"

"He can only be like this ash that burns everything, and then the wind blows," Ling Xingjian reached out and grabbed a handful of burning ashes, opened his fingers, and was stunned: "It's gone." ”

Ling Xing saw that she didn't cry, she was silent.

Shi Tiexin was also silent.

Family, affection, gain, loss, these are too foreign and too dazzling for him.

The four fields are silent.

After a long, long time, Shi Tiexin suddenly let out a long sigh: "I'll tell you a story." ”

Ling Xingjian tilted his head and looked at him: "What story?" ”

"A very simple story." Shi Tiexin's voice was low, and he said: "There is a child whose parents died and who depended on his grandmother. One day, his grandmother suddenly said to him, Xiao Ming, there is your favorite peach shortbread in the cabinet, you can go find it. ”

Xiao Ming happily went to look for it, but he didn't find the peach shortbread. When he ran back to ask his grandmother, her eyes had closed forever. ”

It was a long time before he realized that his grandmother had been working hard all year round and had been ill for a long time. Grandma lied to him, but she didn't want him to see the moment she closed her eyes. ”

"And this Xiao Ming is a peer I met in the orphanage."

"It's also the happiest in orphanages."

Ling Xingjian slowly opened his mouth, looking at Shi Tiexin in a daze, looking at this powerful person who seemed to never be harmed.

"So, don't be sad, I actually envy you very much, and I envy all of you who have parents and memories. Whether it's a quarrel, a parting, a distress, or a remorse, it's all 'possession'. Shi Tiexin spread his hands: "And I, I have nothing, I don't have a pension of three hundred yuan, I am really, really, envious of you." ”

Ling Xing saw a sudden pain somewhere in his heart, and couldn't help but want to get up: "Don't say that, you ......"

"Don't comfort me, I'm not sad. Did you know that in the orphanage, there are many people who miss their parents and keep an incomparably beautiful imagination in their hearts. There are also those who resent their parents and cursed them in the most vicious language. I'm really used to this kind of thing. Compared to them, at least you are sure that you have a good father, a heroic father. ”

"Whether it should bloom like fireworks, or live alone, I can't answer you. But I know that embers are also fire. Even when you are young and ignorant, your parents are influencing you before you remember, and it is long-term and permanent. And subtly, your father has passed on the fire to you. ”

Under the magnificent starry sky, Shi Tiexin looked at Ling Xingjian, serious, and straight: "I believe that as long as there is a little red spark, his flame will inevitably be rekindled in you." ”

Ling Xingjian was completely stunned.

She looked at Shi Tiexin in a daze, looked at it for a long, long time, her mouth flattened, her teeth bitten, and finally she didn't cry, but just nodded her head with a choked voice: "Hmm!" ”

Shi Tiexin smiled, and then suddenly fell into a trance.

I don't know if it was triggered by the scene, the lake of memory suddenly flooded with waves, and a voice suddenly echoed in the depths of the fog of memory:

"Kindle an eternal fire that illuminates the endless night ......"

"Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid ......"

"Stone heart and iron bones, swing your fist to the sky."

"Punch to the sky!"

Hum, Shi Tiexin was excited, came back from his trance, and then couldn't help but feel his heart fluctuate.

The voice could not distinguish identity, gender, or even whether it was spoken by one person or a splicing of words from different people. But it felt so familiar and intimate to him.

I once heard it once when I faced He Chong in the Xiaoxiang Examination Qualification Test, which gave him great encouragement and unparalleled courage, so that he could face the world and face suffocation.

I didn't expect to listen to it again today.

Who's that?

Is it my parents?

Is it another elder of mine?

What happened to them?

Why was I abandoned in an orphanage?

Countless questions came to my heart, and my mood was turbulent and agitated, and in an instant, I slowly calmed down.

Ling Xingjian held his cheeks, stared at Shi Tiexin, silently moved his buttocks, and sat half a foot closer: "Since the influence of your parents is so huge, then I think your parents must be very good people to make you so ...... Gentle and firm. ”

"Hmm." Shi Tiexin smiled, and the voice in the depths of his memory was gentle and firm, which also filled his heart with strength.

Although he couldn't remember exactly what had happened, the voice convinced him that he would not be a burden to be casually abandoned, not a remnant of chaos and abandonment. He believes that he must have been born in this world with love and care, and must have had a happy time of being cared for.

"Across three worlds, I am still an orphan. Why is this happening? Can't there be another story? Shi Tiexin looked up at the starry sky, such a superb view, he couldn't see it for a long time, it was like looking at thousands of hopeful possibilities.

"I don't know, if there will be such a world line, I can be an ordinary person, an ordinary baby."

Ding, the wind chimes ring.

[Mandate of Heaven Mission 3, Further Completion]