Mystery: The Star Key

There are forty-eight letters in total.

All from the children who were donated by him.

In fact, the agreement between Igna and Senior Xiao Zhou to donate a total of 10,000 pounds has already been completed. But donating to the Ruen Charitable Fund has become a habit of his.

Originally, Igna felt that he would always return to his original world. The money he earned would not be brought with him in life or taken away in death. He might as well donate it to a charitable fund to make more children living in this world. One point of hope.

But he never thought that he would receive such a sincere letter of thanks.

No, not just a thank you letter.

There are greeting cards, graffiti, and paintings in the letters...

When the last letter was folded and placed in the envelope, Igna smiled.

It was no longer the expression she put on after being stunned, but a sincere, heartfelt smile.

He feels a little happy now.

At least, the gratitude of these children shows that his donation and help are meaningful.

Igna looked at Melissa, nodded solemnly, and said, "Thank you for bringing these letters to me. I'm very happy to see the children get what they want, a degree, a family, a partner... real."

"No thanks." Melissa also smiled, "I'm just a happy porter."

"It's the help you give your children so that they can have the happiness they have today."

Melissa could also feel that Igna's mental state seemed to have picked up. His smile entered his eyes, and his tone had some real warmth.

"Can you talk to me about your current situation?" Melissa seized the opportunity and asked softly.

Igna was stunned for a moment, and his emotions almost sank down.

Melissa still didn't seem to notice it, and continued to ask in a relaxed tone: "You always wrote to me before, and I haven't heard you tell me about those travels."

"Although it's all written in the letter, but someone says it personally, it's still a different feeling, right?" Melissa noticed Igna's gaze and blinked at him gently.

As if she had wanted to ask him these travel-related questions.

"Well. There's a big difference between words and dictation." Igna nodded, and when the topic returned to travel, his condition improved again, "You're right."

"So, Melissa." Igna also seemed to have some desire to speak, and he asked gently, "Where do you want to hear the story?"

"The one you like the most?" Melissa said in a relaxed tone.

Igna was startled again, and he fell silent again.

"What happened recently? Igna." Melissa put her hand on Igna's forearm and patted it gently.

"Did you feel unhappy about being promoted to the Mystic Mage successfully?" she asked softly.

The kerosene lamp in the room has not been extinguished, and it still emits a warm and soft light, but it is not so obvious under the effect of the light spell.

"No." After a long silence, Melissa heard Igna say in a hoarse voice. "It's good to be promoted smoothly."

But when he said this, he didn't look into his eyes sincerely when talking to her like before.

His eyes hung down low, looking at the beating flames in the kerosene lamp.

"It's something else." Igna's voice was still low.

"Is it the task given by Mr. Fool?" Melissa asked.

Ignatius fell silent again.

But this time, Igna didn't answer and asked, "Melissa, what do you think is the meaning of your existence? Do you have any expectations for your future life?"

Melissa was startled.

She did not expect that Ignatius would suddenly ask such a profound question. But she still thought about it carefully, and answered seriously:

"I think my work is very meaningful. The Backlund urban transportation reconstruction project will enter its first operation next week, and I am the technical leader of the project. It is my responsibility to ensure the normal operation of my products."

"Furthermore, the traffic transformation this time is of great significance to Backlund's urban transportation. Although the official propaganda is a bit exaggerated, the innovation of short- and medium-distance travel for small citizens can improve the economy and life trajectory of citizens."

"On this point alone, although the work is tiring, it is already very meaningful."

"I also feel that my existence is very meaningful to my friends and family. Ruth is pregnant with a baby, about 5 months away. I'm going to be an aunt." Melissa looked at Ruth's room, "Rebecca is applying to be my full-time assistant, and her recent new model is interesting, but needs further guidance."

"As for expectations for future life."

Melissa pulled Raigna's arm, made him look at her, and answered seriously:

"The project can be carried out smoothly, Rebecca's application can be successfully approved, Ruth can give birth to a baby smoothly, and I can make new inventions..."

Your mood can improve.

I hope you can restore your previous state.

But Melissa didn't say the last two sentences. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "I'm expecting so much, isn't it a bit too greedy?"

Ignat couldn't help but smile when he saw Melissa's actions like a petite girl.

His eyebrows looked soft for a moment.

However, there was still a hint of envy and confusion in those blue eyes. But it is no longer a peaceful ancient well.

"Then what if..." Ignatius said softly, "I mean if."

"Melissa." He looked at her seriously.

"Do you find that everything you've worked for is illusory?" Igna said, "Although you survive and live in the crowd, you also have your own social circle and goals to work for."

"However, you discover that your existence is a 'mistake'. The hope you live on is really just an imaginary. Everything you have is real, but you know it's fake. What will you do? Do?"

Then I might collapse, I might lose control...

Melissa was startled. She didn't know what happened to Igna that made him come up with such a terrifying and desperate hypothesis.

Is this what's on his mind?

Melissa thought for a while and replied softly: "If I realize that the 'real' that exists around me is actually 'false' to me. Then I may try my best to return to what I know" Real' it."

"I can't go back." Igna shook his head and said.

"There is no way to go back to the place that originally belonged to you."

"Melissa, if it were you, what would you do?"

Melissa fell silent again.

After a long time, Melissa answered again.

"If returning is a dead end, then I will look forward." Melissa said slowly but firmly.

"In hypothetical, you said. Everything I have now is real."

"This is the most decisive condition of all the assumptions."

"Everything I have now is real."

Melissa repeated one word, one word, firmly.

She let go of the hand that was holding Igna's arm, and turned to hold his hand, making him look over at her.

She looked at him seriously, and carefully put Igna's surprised expression into her eyes.

She took Igna's hands.

He squeezed hard.

"My mentor once told me."

Melissa said softly, as if she was talking about a topic unrelated to the previous discussion.

"Perhaps, on the way of research, there is a high probability that you will go into a misunderstanding without realizing it. Your experiments have been carried out a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times. But in the end, there is little effect, even Your thesis has been falsified by others."

"However, does this mean that your research is meaningless?"

"Of course not."

"In the process of improving the model, your thinking and your attempts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the update and change of the knowledge you have mastered. When solving problems, the help and encouragement provided by others. All make up this significance of research."

"For scientific research, it is not only the results that are meaningful."

"The purpose and results of the research are important, but the landscape on the road is also important."

"So, I think you just assumed."

Melissa paused, then clenched Igna's hand again.

"For me, it doesn't matter."

"As long as what I have now is real, I can keep going."

"Since everything I have is real. I have people I care about in my life now, and careers I care about, then I will continue to live in this reality and put everything I built here in the past. The relationship continues."

"Whether it is career, interpersonal relationships, or hope for the future."

"Because they are all real."

"Then, I won't give up hope. I will try to figure out why the 'wrong' happened. To find the traces of what I once really existed, to see if there is a 'wrong' who came into this world like me. compatriots."

"Yesterday has become the past and cannot be recovered. Tomorrow is still the future, unpredictable. Only now can I hold it tightly in my hand."

Melissa took Igna's hand, brought the clasped hands in front of their eyes, and shook it gently.

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