Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"Robin, you know he's dead."

"It doesn't matter if you pretend you don't know. You know from the shopping list that the guy bought Dream Kiss."

"Don't you know what Dream Kiss means?"

"Don't be stubborn anymore. The family can't tolerate betrayers!"

"He doesn't love you anymore!"

Every word is heart-wrenching. Sunday rarely uses such a strong tone to talk to Robin, even if it's just words.

Sunday may not know everything about Robin, but... he is the person who understands Robin the most in the world.

He knows that Robin can see these words. Even if there is only a slight possibility, Sunday wants his sister to return to the right path.

"Brother, you are wrong."

"A person will experience three deaths in his life. The first is when the heart stops beating and the breathing stops completely. In biology, he is declared dead."

"The second is after the burial, when people attend the funeral and declare that the life can never return."

"The third death is when the last person who remembers the deceased dies, and no one knows about your past from then on."

"As long as I am alive, I will sing his songs and remember his past for the whole universe," the words of the robin have always been so gentle and calm.

Sunday seemed to see her eyes firmly looking at herself, just like a rainy night in the past, breaking free from his holding arms and rushing into the heavy rain of the night alone.

And he could only stand there in a daze, watching the robin walk into another world.

Sunday doesn't like rain.

Rain is like an invisible wall, falling from the sky, dividing the world into two.

From then on, he could no longer enter the world of the robin, that world full of sadness, and was buried forever in the heart of the robin.

She is a birdcage named "freedom", imprisoning the past that can never be touched again.

If the encounter is a tragedy, then it was already destined at the beginning of the story.

"Brother, the answer is not important, right?"

"What's important is that I made a decision."

[The other party has ended the conversation]

Sunday stared at the red exclamation mark on the screen in a daze, without moving for a long time.

Just suddenly realized that he is really boring now.

When did you and I drift apart... Robin.

Sunday stared at the sky in silence, muttering: "Is the reality you built really better than the dream?"

The answer is not important, time will erase those traces.

The world of beautiful dreams welcomes travelers one after another, they come and go, come and go, but never leave any traces.

An Ming is a sinner who betrayed his family, but he is also the only one who left a trace.

Sunday just wants to create a paradise, a paradise that is more perfect than the reality that has come before.

He and An Ming walked on the same road, but they never walked side by side.

Yalilo.

The white knuckles gently tapped the glass filled with juice, playing pleasant notes. The beautiful melody seemed to make people feel like they were in the most luxurious theater, and the robin was the musician playing the piano.

"If it were you, this part would be more affectionate..." The robin imitated An Ming's habits in her mind, but she was not him after all.

On countless nights, the robin sat beside the boy, her gentle eyes quietly watching the pair of elf-like hands flying on the keys, playing the melody that flowed into her heart.

"Only when you play the music with your heart can you have a soul."

"Miss Robin?"

"Hmm?"

The robin woke up from his memories, and two beautiful figures appeared in front of the table. Seele followed Bronya, and Bronya smiled.

"Miss Robin, the nearest flight is in 2 system hours. You need to transfer on the way to the star field near Xianzhou Luofu... Of course, if it's you, you should be able to go directly."

Yalilo's current interstellar flights are not perfect, but under the construction of the company, a preliminary prototype structure has been formed, and the distance between Luofu and Yalilo is not far.

"Thank you."

The Robin smiled slightly, and those eyes would be absent-minded for a moment no matter who saw them, marveling at the natural purity and beauty, like an angel descending on the earth.

What's more, the singing of the Robin is the sound of nature, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is an angel.

"Before leaving Yalilo, I want to hear what kind of person An Ming is in your mouth," the Robin asked sincerely. Bronya and Seele looked at each other, nodded slightly, and sat opposite the Robin.

"I first met Mr. An Ming in the snowfield, where I also met another girl with long silver-gray hair, named Liuying."

"Liuying..."

"After that, um..." Bronya seemed to realize something.Then, she looked at Seele with a look of help.

Seele responded with a reliable look, indicating that she completely understood Bronya's idea, "After that, An Ming and Liu Ying held hands to date in Yalilo, and finally defeated the star core together."

Bronya: "?"

The Great Guardian blinked cutely, a little dumbfounded, this is not understanding at all!

An Ming is their benefactor, how can they stab their benefactor in the back? The current situation should be covered up first.

Seele raised her eyebrows inexplicably, didn't it mean that she should tell the truth?

"Is that so?"

The robin's beautiful face did not show too much expression, but her eyes were still a little dim, and her pitiful appearance was even more fragile.

But the robin has never been fragile, and only those who truly understand her will know the unchanging firmness in her heart.

"Thank you for telling me this."

She stood up gently and looked at the sky.

It's time to go, to where he is, before the Harmony Festival begins - to end everything in the past and the present.

Do you still love him?

The robin asked herself this question in her heart, and the answer came without thinking.

How could she not love him?

Only he would call her a little bird, and only he gave her true freedom.

Although it was just a dreamlike reality, it was beautiful enough.

"Robin -"

"I just want to save you."

For countless nights, she could hear that firm call echoing in her ears.

Time and time again, as if there was never an option to give up.

Those hands saved her from the cage.

If you want to hate, hate her.

"God" once came to her in person, but fell into hell because of her.

But what the robin wanted was not a god, but the lyricist who loved her deeply.

"An Ming."

"This time, let me save you."

Perhaps she still can't do anything like before, but at least, she can offer the last elegy.