It was a familiar dream.

"Now, what is the color of the stars? The nursery rhyme says that it looks like thousands of small eyes, flashing and shining, but whenever you look out of the window, you can't see anything outside the window except for two big and big white balls. ”

I remember that when I was young, I always had so many questions, always pointing to the difference between Shijie and Shijie in the picture books and nursery rhymes, and chasing my father to ask questions.

"Hehe, that's not the stars, that's the sun and the moon....... because we live in the city now, if you go to the gray area, you can see the stars, if you go farther into the dark area, you can see the Milky Way."

In those days, the town's profits were not very good, and the light stove could only be lit for two hours a day, and for the other twenty-two hours, whenever you looked out, it was a deep night, a darkness through which even the starlight could not penetrate.

"Galaxy!! I've seen it in the album. Daddy, have you seen the real galaxy? Ziliel from the house next door said her dad had seen it! ”

"Well, it's a string of pearls made by countless stars, and it's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's indescribably beautiful."

For children, the topic of stars and the moon is the most asked by me when I was a child, after all, at that time, I put all my heart into the colorful picture book, and the starry sky, which is completely different from the picture book, is the eternal doubt of childhood.

"Na, Dad, the sun is white, and the book doesn't say it's orange-red, but it still emits a warm light? weishenme, this white sun, so cold. ”

After the topic of stars is over, I, who am not sensible, often ask more heavy topics, the cold and dead stars and the lost sunshine have become the weakest wounds in the heart of human beings who have come from the age of sunshine.

Many children have asked similar questions, but what they get is often the silence and slap of their parents, the worse luck to meet the survivors of the Sunshine Age, and the hysterical accusations and roars of the elderly, which are the nightmare in the hearts of countless children.

But what makes me proud when I think about it is my father's unusual answer.

As soon as I asked this question, my father would pick me up, carry me on his shoulder, walk to the window, point to the dead star and smile at me.

"We, in the past, accidentally lost him. And I, and all of our 'Night's Watch', will one day recapture him and bring us humans, like our ancestors, back to the sun. ”

"Recaptured? Did someone take him away? ”

"Well, it was taken away, taken away by greedy invaders, and we, in the end, will take it back."

Although I couldn't understand the firmness in my father's words when I was young, my father's clenched fists and fierce encouragement made me feel inexplicably proud and relieved, and perhaps this is the reason why I always bring up this topic.

"Recaptured? But, but, the opponent is very strong. ”

"Humanity will not always be so weak, after all, we are the young children of the stars, and the protection of the heroic soul will always be by our side."

"Well, with the protection of the stars and the companionship of the heroic soul, we must recapture ......."

Every time, after my father made a declaration, in the midst of the laughter of my sister and mother, I would follow my father's example, waving this little fist on his shoulder, and making that unbelievable declaration.

"You must take back the sun, then, the enemy is the gods!"

The outside world and the room were still pitch black, but the pale white glimmer flickered on the table,

"....... right, after that, I had the goal of going out to find my missing parents, and I wanted to be a good brother...... Take care of Xiaoyue and give her a more haode life......."

“…… So. I won't die until I reach my goal! “

"Absolutely!"

As the boy woke up, the murmuring in the dream stopped abruptly.

“…… Am I not dead? Is it all a dream? ”

Jiang Shang woke up from his dream, only to find that he was already soaking wet, sweat wetting the sheets under the boat.

The palms of his hands were covered with sweat, and his fingers touched the wounded places in his memory, but the skin there was white and smooth as if it had been reborn, and there was no sign of injury at all.

"Nope. It can't be a dream. ”

The difference between dreams and reality will not be indistinguishable, the blow that took his life, so that he who is proficient in physical arts has no strength to resist, he has never been so close to death, it is the crushing caused by the gap in soul power, and the attack launched by the high-end soul power makes Baishi have no room to resist at all.

"It seems that someone saved me....... it is impossible for Kert to be the female voice who arrived later."

Familiar with the bed, only to find that I have returned home.

Soul energy is a miracle power, but it is not omnipotent magic, how can it be possible to bring the dying self back to life.

"Who saved me and sent me home....... it seems that I have to ask the old profiteer."

At this time, the alarm clock sounds, but it is already the beginning of a new day

"Morning......."

"Bell, bell." The sound of the bell echoed in the room, and the mechanical bell rang nine times in a row, and if you don't go to school, you will be late.

Even though the times have changed, and the electric era of the past has become a thing of the past, the quaint mechanical watch still performs its duty without hurrying, and at this time, the clock has pointed to nine o'clock, even though it is still dark outside the window.

"Ah, that's it."

Jiang Shang hesitated a little, he would not die, but he might not have a future blessing, if the Li family found out that he was not dead, I am afraid that the matter is not over.

"No, I'm not sure they recognize me."

If you think about it carefully, I was wearing a chef's clothes at that time, and the light in the alley was so dim that the other party might not recognize me.

Although he guessed that Li Zhenwen was the bastard who tried to kill people, he had no evidence to correct the other party as a racist, and even if there was evidence to correct him, he couldn't twist his arm and retreat, it was a matter of self-defeat.

“…… The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. Who's afraid of whom! Even if you are recognized, I still don't believe that your Li family dares to do it at school. Remembering that he was almost killed, but he couldn't retaliate at this time, the boy gritted his teeth and said.

Even if he might encounter a threat, Jiang Shang had no intention of not going to school.

It's the end of the semester and the graduation season, and the recommended quota of the Institute of Ink Research will be determined soon, and it has taken two years of hard work to get to this point, and any mistake is unacceptable.

Now the leader is himself, many competitors are staring at him, and it is common for other students to be absent without asking for a day off, but at this sensitive moment, he is sending the sword that attacks him to the opponent.

"I haven't met him before, and the probability of Li Dashao recognizing me is very low. And even if he found out about me, he gave Li Dashao ten dares, and he didn't dare to do it on the spot at school. When I entered the Ink Research Institute, what were I afraid of, besides, it was a sudden, unprepared, if I had been prepared...... Hum! Who is afraid of whom. ”

"Well, it's for the sake of confrontation, and I have to go today. Whatever, go talk to that person. Taking a deep breath and putting aside the worries that were useless, Jiang Shang entered the rhythm of his old life.

He hung the soul stone on the table on his chest, and with the input of soul energy, the faint white light brightened a little more.

The white light illuminated the darkness, and in the familiar corner of the table was a family portrait with a smile on his face.

The gentle and hearty father who is always used to being funny, holding the mother who always smiles sweetly in his memory, and between the two, there is a pair of brother and sister who are making trouble.

The ordinary person's self and his sister, who is a night singer, are cross-mouthed, and no one looks at anyone.

"Hehe, at that time, Xiaoyue was still angry that we didn't look like each other at all, and suspected that we had picked it up. It's stupid, there are pictures of newborns as proof, and new humans are nothing new. ”

It is obviously a family related by blood, but there are both old humans who are no different from the past, and new humans with crystal pupils and elf ears, perhaps, a group photo of the Jiang family, perhaps, this kind of mixed-race family is the epitome of this era of interweaving the old and the new.

"Father... Mom...... Both. ”

The chest is a little tight, and the fingertips are swiped over the people in the painting one by one, although the people are no longer around, the familiar voice seems to be in front of them.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little more, and the clenched fist relaxed a little more.

Although it is very unpleasant to almost die, it is quite a happy and luxurious thing for Jiang Shang to be able to reunite with the familiar person in his dream.

The clock quietly entered another grid when the boy was reminiscing about the past.

"It's not good, you have to hurry."

Jiang Shang, who is quite independent and mature, is like most children in the growth period at this time, and he can't sleep enough, so at this time, he naturally jumps out of bed, washes, and dresses quickly.

Due to the high consumption of the Soul Energy Lamp, ordinary people like Jiang Shang, even without the dark shili and excellent hearing of a new human, have slowly become accustomed to the night life through time.

Most people can easily borrow the glimmer of light emitted by the soul stone on their chest to handle their daily life.

After taking care of his personal hygiene in less than five minutes, swallowing the soapy synthetic food in one gulp, and putting on the cold-proof cloak with a hanger hanging at the door, Jiang Shang was about to go out.

Just a pause at the door.

"I'm out of the house."

Of course, there is no response behind it, at least, not since five years ago.