First Player

They stood on the awning boat. The sound of fireworks and cheers and noises in my ears were mixed together. The sea breeze blew by, and a few strands of her white hair fluttered past his eyes.

So many lives, so many years... This was the first time that he saw the white hair on her temples.

"What would a centenarian... look like?" Yueyue said.

"My body is no longer flexible, I feel tired after walking a few steps, I have to take medicine from time to time, my thinking will start to sluggish, and I even no longer remember the people around me, as if I have turned into a child again..." Su Mingan recalled her grandmother. "Will you regret that you gave up using your life authority to maintain your youth?"

Yueyue's eyes paused for a while and she shook her head.

"I have been stuck in my youth for a long time. I want to hand over myself to the years. Because after spending these decades with you... I really feel..."

She covered her heart and whispered:

"……very happy."

"I thought that I would slowly grow old and my soul would lose vitality, until my entire existence would die in a certain world. You would also gradually forget me and just pretend that you couldn't find me. This is me It’s my ending that I’ve anticipated countless times.”

"But now, I seem to be getting a little pre-apocalyptic vision."

"I cannot miss your existence, and I am convinced that you are someone I cannot let go of...different from family affection and love."

"I want to... grow old with the memory of this companionship."

The awning boat sailed into a remote waterway, and there were gradually fewer people on the street.

She suddenly took his hand, and under the starlight, she moved her toes slightly and began to spin in circles.

His wrist was gently pulled by her, rotating slightly with hers. At this moment, he recognized her front dance steps. This was... the dance she danced at the graduation party that year.

It was her favorite song, her favorite dance routine.

Back then, she wore a princess-like tutu and bravely exposed the scars of domestic violence on her body. They condensed into an independent and powerful soul named "Yue Yue".

At this time, she was wearing nautical clothes, which made a jingling sound when she danced, so she was not suitable for dancing. The awning boat was narrow and not suitable for staggered dance steps, but she held his hand persistently.

A long time ago, she had to wear a dress before she dared to dance in public. But now, no clothes can limit her.

Su Ming'an realized in a daze that for him, this was just a journey that could be described in a few paragraphs, and it passed as soon as he closed and opened his eyes. But for her, she has been with him for twenty years.

The perception of time made them seem to be separated by a huge natural chasm.

But at this moment...when the lady pulled off her veil, bent down towards the gentleman, stretched out her hand, blinked, and smiled...all the barriers collapsed instantly.

The still white hand stretched out towards him, and the other hand gently squeezed his wrist. As long as he nodded, it seemed that enthusiastic dance music would start immediately.

The lady raised the corners of her lips and said softly——

…

"...May I?"

…

The moonlight is like splashing silver.

The awning boat stopped on the river, like a leaf, and no one paid attention to where it would float.

The silent night whispers, the moonlight shines down mottledly through the sparse leaves, and their shoulders are covered with moonlight gems.

"…Sure."

The man responded to the woman, gently took her wrist, and slowly rotated with her. Even though there was silence, there seemed to be dance music playing in their ears - those were her memories after a hundred years of separation.

Every step is like the waves of the river, and every turn is like the stars rotating in the sky. It seems as if what he is wearing is no longer sailing clothes, but a fitted suit and dance skirt.

The shadows lengthened and shortened on the ship's board, and everything seemed to have become a dance partner. Moonlight, starlight, water flow, long wind, swaying branches and leaves, mottled light and shadow, the sound of tapping boots, the sound of squeaking and tilting boats... It seemed like an old man was whispering a story about a moonlit night, A memory belonging to a girl named "Yue Yue" whispers slowly in this flowing sound.

She said the girl never regretted it.

She said that the girl has become someone she could never imagine before.

she says……

The girl has achieved a lifetime of happiness. This happiness does not come from wealth or love, but from her...empty heart that is gradually being filled.

She finally found long-term silence and eternity.

She has never been missing anything in her life.

It was as if, at this moment, in the dance, she once again became the young girl at the graduation party, like a blank sheet of paper, who didn't understand many things, but had the courage to sacrifice.

The stars swirled in her dim brows, and the moonlight flowed in his silent brows.

They danced in the narrow space, chaotically dividing the moonlight on the ship, as if they had gone back to the past in an instant. That night, under the dim street lights, she danced with him in a deserted alley, with only wild cats and moonlight as the audience.

For him, that was a year ago.

For her, that was a hundred years ago.

"That day was the first time I felt the spotlight."

"That's the princess dance dress I borrowed. It doesn't belong to me. I'm just a thief who briefly stepped onto the stage, an ugly duckling pretending to wear Cinderella's glass slippers."

"... But after I left the stage, you who danced with me, those few minutes I danced with you... not a single second was stolen from me."

"I never thought that we would have such a time. I'm really... very happy."

"If one day you really leave me, and you can never find me again in the endless world...then please remember that the person named Yue Yue has already achieved happiness."

"She just went to her ideal land. There must be the dream she longs for there."

Under the moonlight, Su Mingan glanced at the girl, and then at the traces of the awning boat passing by. The water channel was narrow and the waves were sparkling. The bluestone slabs exuded a moist atmosphere, and even the lights on both sides dimmed.

...Obviously they still have a long time, but every day feels like the last night before the end.

Not only him, it turned out that she also understood that the chance of them both surviving was so small that it was heart-wrenching. Among the billions of "death" possibilities, they could hardly find a "life" that could survive at the same time. Su Mingan couldn't believe that she could survive, and she imagined herself this way.

This feeling of reluctance mixed with tender pain makes it difficult to breathe.

The two stopped dancing, walked onto the shore, and sat by the river for a while. There was a splashing sound in the water, and she stretched out her hand to catch the small fish. Su Mingjing watched quietly. Although she was much older than him, she looked more alive than him.

For a few moments, she thought that it would be nice if she could just let such relaxing days continue.

But Su Mingan seemed to wake up suddenly and stood up quickly.

The soft moonlight disappeared from them.

Because, he heard the system voice.

"Ding dong!"

[Currently passed: more than 50 years. Provide you with a piece of information related to B or C. 】

[You have received a content tip about "The World Game Ends Early". 】

[If you always hold on to power that high-dimensional people cannot take away, this will become your basis for negotiation. The organizers are not omnipotent, they also have something they desire. Starting from the interests, bringing the high-dimensional people, you, and the organizers into a three-party round table may be enough to preserve a civilization. But the premise is... you have to believe in the promises of high-dimensional beings. 】

[Wish you good luck. 】

…

The system voice broke the silence in an instant and brought Su Mingan back for a moment.

He stared at his palm, silent for a long time, and slowly tightened it.

This is a dream.

Just a dream...just.

…

The Heavenly Generation lasts for 60 years.

News of the queen's death came from the royal city.

When Su Mingan and Yueyue returned from their fourth voyage, white cloth was hung all over the city. The person who came to greet them was no longer the dignified and graceful Her Majesty the Queen, but the young princess who had not yet succeeded.

The princess's blond hair was curly and exuded the fragrance of jasmine. She looked at Su Mingan with a smile and wore a medal on him, just like the queen when she was young. It's like a reincarnation.

This time, Su Mingan and Yueyue did not sail again. His body has begun to age, and Yueyue's face has also become older. She suggested that she should stop taking risks and find a quiet place to rest for a while.

This day, an old lady came to the door.

She had shiny black hair, red lips, delicate makeup, and was leaning on a cane tremblingly.

"Who are you?" Su Mingan asked her.

With trembling hands, she pulled out a portrait from the bag.

Su Mingan recognized it as Su Lin's portrait.

"This is... the person I... have been looking for for half my life..." the old lady whispered, her cloudy pupils brightened slightly, and she stroked the portrait with her fingers, her movements extremely careful:

"Do you... know... where he went...? On the day when the fireworks were the brightest, he disappeared. I closed the cloth shop and traveled by boat everywhere until I couldn't walk anymore... But I...never found him..."

Her tears fell.

Su Ming'an understood that it was Su Lin who realized that Jiang Yin liked him. In order not to delay her future life, he left on his own initiative, hoping that she would have enough energy to find a better one.

But he didn't expect... that he would leave.

She has been looking for him all her life.

Peach blossoms were scattered on her shoulders, and the old woman was holding tears tightly, holding a glass bottle without daisies.

Whose jade flute is flying silently?

There was a faint sound of shengxiao in the wind, and the scene of him walking away that day appeared before her eyes again. That morning, she was still worried about the sound of fireworks at night, and she didn't have time to say a few words to him. And he looked at her quietly for a while, then turned and walked towards the teahouse.

At that time, she glanced at his back and thought that he would go to the teahouse next door to listen to books like countless mornings. She was still thinking that when he came back...she must plan her forty-ninth confession. This time, she was ready for every word.

But I didn't expect...he didn't come back until the sunset.

She stood at the door of the cloth shop and waited all night, her shoulders covered with dew, but she still didn't wait for him.

This kind of waiting lasted for the second day, and the third day...

until,

a long time later.

She waited under the light for many days, from sunset to dawn.

When she was old, she finally earned enough travel funds, closed the cloth shop, and took ships from various countries to search for her in various places. The first year, the second year, the third year... until her hair turned gray.

She didn't know...she would never find him.

He may have returned to the Holy City, or he may have gone to another era. There is a time that can never be crossed between them. Even if she searched every corner, she couldn't find it.

"This time, if I find him, I can't hesitate anymore..." She spoke tremblingly, tears rolling down:

"Otherwise...it will be...for the rest of my life..."

She faithfully obeyed her wishes... endured the gossip from the neighbors, and did not find a stable man to marry. Instead, she lived until old age, closed her shop, and bravely embarked on the road of search.

Su Mingan closed the portrait.

"I will convey it to you." He said softly.

Even though she already knew the answer when she was twenty years old.

She opened her mouth, full of sparse teeth, and revealed a smile as bright as a girl's.

It was as if that year she stood under the door, accompanied by her best friend, and looked at the golden-eyed young man on the eaves for the first time, smiling.

...That moment seemed like an eternity.

Life is short.