The sky could be so blue, Jonny stared at it for a long time, silently comparing it with the most beautiful old memories, and came to his final conclusion.

He raised his hand to block out the slightly harsh sunlight, and his eyes were fixed on the thin purple and white line between Mica and Mestra, trying to find the direction of energy transmission from the faint streamer, which had almost become a regular action on his way to school on the flight of Kalision.

The short waves emitted by the decay of the endemic elements cause the mestra to emit a relatively thick blue-purple light in the spectrum. Its intense gamma rays are undoubtedly fatal to humans, but the absorption of the inert components of the atmosphere of Qilian has given birth to unique dark-leaved creatures on this fertile soil.

Compared to the incandescent Micah, the density of the Mestra is amazing, although the star is less than one-tenth the size of the Micah, it has a stronger gravitational pull, which sucks away some of the energy released by Micah, thus creating the most famous celestial wonder of the two-star Warrior Emperor Galaxy: "Binary Solar Navel".

After six months of tireless library work, Jonny knows all this.

Every time he saw the umbilical cord connecting two completely different stars, he always felt that his mind was tangled, and sometimes he fell into some kind of inexplicable distortion.

If 'seeing' is existence, then what about all this in front of us in the state of 'not seeing'? Micah gives light to the Warrior Emperor Galaxy, and Mestra is clearly the dark light of his opposite. This larger, fiery source of life is being slowly drained by another star, cold and deadly, as the world knows.

And the defeat of light to darkness is the ultimate definition of the universe? Billions of years from now, when there is only one Mestra left in the galaxy that looks so gigantic because of its devouring, will there still be life? If so, what will they become?

Confused with thoughts, mixed with all sorts of pessimistic thoughts that he couldn't understand, Jonny retracted his gaze alertly, not daring to expose his eyes to Mestra's rays too much in this excellent weather.

"You're doing the right thing, it's really bad for the eyes." Joanna's soft whisper beside him pulled his mind back from the illusory reality at once.

"I've read a book, Mom, it's a miscellaneous story, and it says that in the early development of Qilian, there were a few researchers who stared at the sun and finally went crazy." Jonny said with a jealous heart.

"Silly boy, that's not true, that kind of book is written to hunt for curiosities, there are hundreds of millions of people living on the planet Qilian, if you stare at the sun you will go crazy, won't we become a madhouse here?" Mother thought about it and smiled.

"That's right, has my mother read such a book?" Jonny asked curiously, he had never seen Joanna at home have any hobbies unrelated to housework, except for watching TV sometimes.

"I saw it when I was young." Mother replied briefly.

What would Joanna be like when she was younger? What was she like to be kind, gentle, and virtuous? Jonny couldn't help but wonder.

"I once heard Uncle Steven say that my mother graduated from Zhihe College, and I know that it is one of the top three comprehensive universities in Qilian." Jonny knows that the way to use a combination of the SST IQ test and the middle school end-of-course assessment is different from high school admission. If you want to study at a prestigious university of today's generation, you still have to rely on a comprehensive quality assessment called "life divide" as the entry threshold.

This kind of fateful assessment involves almost all kinds of subjects, and students can choose any combination of them according to their own strengths, and according to the quality audit results obtained after the assessment, they are ranked into a total of nine comprehensive or junior colleges and universities, so as to cultivate comprehensive quality and career belonging.

Of course, if you want to enter the top comprehensive universities, there will be specific requirements for the combination of subjects and scores selected.

Joanna listened to her son's admiration and only smiled slightly.

"What else did you mention about the past?" She said.

"But I didn't know what my mother was studying before." Jonny tentatively continued to dig.

"Major, media department interview and communication major." Joanna said lightly.

"You almost became a journalist?" Jonny's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Not exactly, it's more like facing users, Don. Whitney like that. ”

"Host?" Jonny knew what his mother was talking about as a well-known female host on a lifestyle talk show that still airs to this day.

"Something like that, that's all in the past." Joanna seemed reluctant to continue the topic.

"Why didn't you continue on this path? With such a school and such a major, how can you choose...... Oh......" Jonny hung his head in frustration, as he could immediately relate to it.

Her husband, who is not by her side all the year round, and her mentally handicapped son, how can she let go of everything to pursue her own dreams?

"It's not what you think, son." Mother hurriedly said.

"Rather than talking about my life with people who have nothing to do with my life, I look forward to spending more time with my family, and I love life the way it is, Jonny, it makes me happy, fulfilled, and that's what life is all about." Joanna narrowed her eyes and smiled at Jonny, the flying car was speeding in the wind, a trace of air from the window stirred her short reddish-brown hair, and the warm light of Mica sprinkled on the side of her soft face, imprinting an almost perfect curve, in this moment, Jonny felt that she was as beautiful as an angel.

"But...... Mom, haven't you ever thought about continuing to pursue your dreams? I mean, now that I'm older, I can take care of myself......" he advises.

"Silly boy, are you asking your mother to find a chance to participate in the talent show or something?" Joanna burst out laughing.

"No...... I mean......" Jonny said quickly.

"I'm a little sure of my cooking skills, but if I'm compared to an Ibic guy for baked oil, I might as well put me in a team of charmers to go to the beauty pageant."

"At least they'll give me a 'most incompetent' award, or maybe a 'spiritually commendable' trophy, you know they really have that." She covered her mouth and was amused by her own joke, and laughed so happily.

"Mom, if I leave this house one day, will you ...... Will you be okay? Jonny asked, stammering.