holo hunter

There is still a long part in the letter. While getting to know Lou Er again, he can also feel the weight of the Tocharian Miracle Cathedral in his heart from the handwriting:

"When we continued to climb up, our view finally broadened. The huge windows were guarded by thick iron bars. The white doves flapping their wings must have regarded this place as their most stable home.

The sandy wind blew in wantonly through the iron fence, bringing a mysterious and melodious music.

When I came back to my senses, I was able to notice the hustle and bustle of the city below us, but it was washed away by the condescending distance, making it pure and light.

The sound of work, the sound of crowds, and the roaring sound across the sky, don’t they mean that there are countless forms of ways in which we interact with the world? - And when all these sounds are blended together, they transform into a gentleness that transcends life.

The murmur of meaning, accompanied by the cooing of doves, outlines a perfect ensemble.

Life is like this most of the time. Just being yourself is not enough. You will find companions, you will have a partner, and you will get everything that ordinary people can get. But in fact, they are so different that it is difficult for me to explain clearly.

It's a mystery, but that's what makes life so fascinating.

I hope that when you read this letter, you will understand - and be willing to protect everything you have, even at the risk of your man's life."

Lan Shuang sometimes imagines her father writing letters to her, but that fantasy can never come true.

Although she couldn't tell at the moment whether it was better for parents to stay with their children, or after instilling love, they shouldn't care too much about formality.

She had to admit that before she read this letter, she must have believed in the strong. But just a second ago, she was obviously unable to judge whether it was right or wrong, good or bad, or even the degree of happiness.

Already.

Love is a vast spiritual power. If you can feel it literally, it must be love.

She nodded and continued reading——

"Later, we could no longer find the stairs to go up, so we resorted to leaning on the ladder.

Of course, there will be moments in life, and it won't always happen as you expect, but no matter what, don't let the outside world affect your progress.

We climbed up the wooden ladder. Fortunately, at a higher place, we were greeted by an even more spectacular view - it was the clock tower belonging to the entire city. I felt the heart of time, and I heard

Her heavy pulse beat once, twice, three times, sixty times, and then there was a roar. All the gears seemed to stop turning at this moment, and another minute was separated from the eternal river of time.

Come out, and then start all over again, and the cycle repeats.

Finally, after a low warning sound, a loud bang exploded from above our heads, announcing the arrival of noon to the whole city.

This should be a very ordinary moment, but I couldn't stop the sadness in my heart at that time. Loulan will be a stupid country, I have always thought so, but it is also a charming country, and the people here are very kind.

, it’s just that the speed of time passing seems too cruel, not only to the people of Loulan, but also to me.

——

When we got a little closer inside, we saw many bells, some exquisite and small, some huge. The largest one will be placed in the middle of the room. That is only when there is a fire or flood.

It will ring. I remember when I was a child, every time I heard its sound at night, I would be scared and stiff. At this moment, it is silent and seems to be reflecting on the joys and sorrows of Loulan in the past six hundred years. The bell will ring every week.

It rings a few times, and people who travel to Loulan can appreciate her beautiful voice and communicate with each other about the major events in the world they have heard. In addition, in a corner of this room, there is another lonely and silent person standing solemnly.

The big black bell - it is the death knell.

I haven't heard of it so far.

But I can feel that it is very close.

My uncle told me that this was not a place for us to rest yet, and he asked me to continue to higher places. You must know that on such a magnificent building, if you look at it from a distance, you will find that life itself is actually like this in front of the building.

is insignificant, not to mention that the road leading to it is steeper and more dangerous every step of the way.

Just as I was sighing, the air under the blue sky hit my face. We had reached the highest point that the Tocharian Miracle Cathedral could reach.

Above the head is the endless blue sky. Looking down at the city below - the ant-like tribesmen are running for a living, and outside the matchbox-sized city, there are patches of green fields in the countryside.

This was the broadest world I had ever seen.

I have to sigh, my life began to have a strong sense of belonging at that moment. The ideal eggshell cracked at such a height. I am a child of this land and a warning bell hanging high. I have only

Sing for this land.

——

Deep and full.

Devastated but unwilling to give in.

——

Since then, whenever I have the chance, I will climb up to the Tocharian Miracle Cathedral to enjoy it. Although the journey is quite tiring, the limited physical effort is rewarded with unlimited spiritual rewards.

The scenery in front of me will eventually end on the vast horizon, and my own home is at the foot of the tower. The home that I am so familiar with on weekdays has a different feeling when viewed from the tower. It was originally a chaotic street.

Markets, factories and workshops have now become symbols of human vitality and ideals. More importantly, I saw ancient ruins guarding us around the city, which greatly increased my confidence in facing real life.

courage.

"I want to protect her."

Nothing can compare to the time spent with you. That is, in that year, your mother and I kissed each other passionately while watching the sunset. The ancient buildings were also full of poetry and painting at that moment.

, the afterglow shone on the tips of her hair, and she was the only one who said to me: "Be brave and be yourself."

Later, when you were born, I carried you up. At that time, due to my carelessness as a first-time father, you sneezed loudly because you were not wearing enough clothes. But don’t be willing to miss the warmest morning light just because you are afraid of the cold.

Life is actually the tower of experience, and time is the eternal sculptor. I know that it is not so easy to wait until the highest point of mankind to appreciate the mystery and beauty of life, but I, if it were you

, if you love life so much, then it is entirely possible to reach the highest point that no one has ever reached before.

So now, please let me entrust you with the key to the door of life.

No matter what the future looks like, no matter how outstanding you are when you grow up, the only thing that remains unchanged is - my child, daddy loves you.

Lou engraved book."

The next second, the roaring bells came from the church, and the light once again occupied a favorable position in the sky. The birds that broke out of their nests began to sing, and the tower in the center of the battlefield showed a desperate smile.

As a father, he felt very proud.

——

At the same time, Lan Shuang carefully folded the letter in half and put it back where it belonged.

His heart was full of mixed feelings, and even his desire to express was filled with great sadness.

If giving birth to a child is ultimately painful, why give birth to him at all?

Such problems would trouble her in the past. If she had a choice, she would hope that her parents would only allow her to have the courage to come into this world with her consent.

But now, she has to re-examine the meaning of life itself.

It is not to avoid difficulties, but to overcome difficulties. If we are afraid, then life itself is not life.

When Lou Lan was eleven years old, he would also regret why he came to this world and why he shouldered the mission of protecting Lou Lan. But he didn't. He felt that it was fate that chose him. He fell in love with this role and did his best.

Do your best to do your best, whether as a king or as a father.

"He will always be the boy we admire the most." She said with tears in her eyes. Even imagining him playing video games was wonderful.

It's really strange to judge a character's life. We will be overturned by a lot of reacquired information, including everyone except those who have always firmly believed in him.

"But, it seems that we are about to lose him." Zong Pingying's eyes turned lonely. Although she tried her best to hide it, she was finally on the verge of collapse.

"Why? Why did things end up like this! We can definitely change it, change the current situation -" Lan Shuang couldn't understand that this kind of history that could obviously be rewritten continued to happen step by step.

"I thought so at first, until I saw that boy." Zong Pingying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Yes, Lan Shuang realized what the problem was. If what happened in this time and space were changed, it would definitely affect other time and space.

In other words, in their current situation, they have no room for manipulation.

"Boy?" Old Rodin asked puzzledly.

"Well, we met a young man when we were cutting off the supply line. He looked almost exactly like Lou Ruo, and his abilities were also very outstanding. It was he who bought Lou Ruo time from Redding to escape, but that boy, he had some

special--"

Lan Shuang took off this "special" hair very long.

"What special method?" Old Rodin asked.

"He called the princess - mother!" Even though it was so ridiculous to say it, Lan Shuang was already convinced of such an incident.

"What did you say?" Old Rodin couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, he called Zong Pingying his mother, and the most important thing is that he smiled, revealing the lip tie that was broken just now. That is living evidence, and the possibility of forgery is very small.

"

Lou Ruo's favorite Raindrop Prelude was played on the radio again, and the feeling of listening to it this time was that the melody was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Under the battlefield in the distance, the father said to his child: "I am always grateful and grateful for the time I am alive, right, Lou Zhe!"

He turned back to look at his son, and then expressed the suspicion that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

"dad--"

The extremely fragile voice was on the verge of collapse in an instant.

He had been waiting for this scene for too long, really too long.

"Welcome home."