Chapter 539 1/2 Awakening, those things that are far away
The ship has stopped,
Probably after receiving the order from his superiors to return home, Fangran walked in the corridor in front of the deck, listening to the busyness of the crew members faintly transmitted through the steel pipes.
This is to be expected. The Nightless Palace in Europe cannot allow ordinary people to approach the North Pole at this time.
Breathing slowly, I could feel that the closer I got to the door of the forward deck, the colder breath came from me.
If you take out the Crimson Queen or call Veronica, you should be able to move on.
But forget it, it's just a matter of time or later, they can't be involved in their own affairs while bearing huge losses.
After checking all the prepared items in the black box for the last time, Fangran lowered his dark eyes and felt that he had never seen himself in such a calm mind and planning to do something stupid for a long time.
Longyearbyen is about 1,300 kilometers away from the North Pole. Taking into account more than half of the sailing time so far, the distance that I still need to overcome is at least more than 500 kilometers.
Lifting his chin, he reached into his collar and pressed the switch. The light of Generation Zero of the Sealer shone slightly on Fangran's body. The activation of the constant-temperature life-support system eliminated the chill. The battle with Volta made him
Completely believing in the power of these future technological equipment...or should I say, his own power.
Pushing open the deck door forcefully, he couldn't feel the cold air blowing his broken hair instantly.
The moment when the dense starry sky of the Arctic night suddenly unfolds before our eyes, the cold and magnificent beauty gives a deep shock to the soul.
Fangran suddenly lost the ability to speak.
The black eyes were watching this scene in a daze, and then a surprised voice sounded from the side of the deck.
"Sir, is it you!?"
Surprisingly, this sentence was in Chinese that Fang Ran could understand.
Turning around with the same surprise, what appeared in his dark eyes was a somewhat pale foreign youth wearing a thick white plush coat.
"you know me?"
Fangran subconsciously dispersed his dark eyes and slowly opened his eyes wide to look at him in disbelief, not expecting that anyone would recognize him here.
"Yes, that night three days ago,"
After listening to Fangran's answer, the pale foreign young man, Krim, smiled softly.
"Sir, you and I are on the same flight."
His eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment and then slowly recovered. Fangran exhaled and looked at him and smiled:
"So that's it."
"I am also in the first class cabin. I happened to see you, sir, subduing the gangster. Please allow me to express my gratitude."
After hearing what he said, Fangran walked to the side of the deck next to him, looked up at the starry night sky with no lights, and then looked at the young man next to him who had not gone to bed at this time.
He has a very handsome face. Even Fang Ran, who has different aesthetics from the West, can see that this young man has a smooth and smooth profile like a knife. His eyes have a quiet and charming charm behind the glasses, but for some reason his face is a bit dull.
Weak and pale.
"It's okay, I just happened to meet him,"
Standing on the edge of the deck of the Beihai Bingyang, looking at the quiet Arctic Ocean at night, and the starry night sky above the sleeping icebergs, he held his hands on the cold guardrail and asked him:
"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"
"Originally I planned to sleep, but I suddenly felt insomnia while lying in bed, and...it's rare to see the Arctic night sky, isn't it?"
Fangran saw Kerim smile at him. He had a kind and ordinary smile. He didn't think too highly of himself. Unlike his outstanding appearance, he was a gentle and approachable young man.
"The Arctic night sky..."
Fangran looked up at the sky again. He had never seen such a grand and splendid sea of stars. The beauty of the night was set off to the extreme by the silence of the North Pole.
"Yeah, it's really rare..."
If I hadn't become a participant, I might never have seen such a night sky in my life.
Quietly lost in thought, Fangran suddenly felt a strange feeling.
Because you see...
He is currently in the North Pole, on an icebreaker that is about to return home. The temperature is over 35 degrees below zero. He is standing in front of the railing on the deck with a complete stranger, a foreigner.
Look at the Arctic night sky together.
It's incredible...
So Fangran suddenly wanted to chat with him, in the North Pole... with this foreign young man whom he didn't know at all when they first met.
It was a good idea to say something, because he didn't know when he would talk to someone next.
The night wind blew up the hem of his clothes, and the broken ice floes floated quietly on the sea. Fangran turned his head to look at Krim and asked softly with some curiosity.
"Why are you on this ship? Are you an employee on the ship?"
Krim shook his head and remained silent for a moment, then looked at Fang Ran and answered with a somewhat complicated tone:
"No, I am actually a scientific researcher. I originally wanted to come with others this time,"
His smile seemed a bit depressed and forced for some reason to Fangran. He looked at the surface of the Arctic Ocean with his sunken eye sockets and smiled slightly:
"But the lady suddenly had some things to deal with in Oslo, and she happened to see the news about this icebreaker, so I came up with some connections."
"Then you may be disappointed, because the ship will return tonight."
Fangran looked into his eyes and saw that Krim's eyes widened slightly unexpectedly, and then regained his composure with a complex expression. He lowered his head and looked at the fence of the Beihai Bingyang and whispered:
"That's really a pity..."
"Why do you want to come to the Arctic? Is it for scientific research?"
Fangran turned around and rested his arms on the railing. He raised his head and looked at the peaceful sea of stars with nostalgia.
The two young men, who did not know each other's names, were just chatting beside the deck railing of the Beihai Bingyang.
One is looking at the ice sea, the other is looking up at the starry night...
"Why do you want to come to the North Pole?"
Krim propped up his body and stared at the distant north, then lowered his head to hide a bitter chuckle:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Probably because I want to see it with my own eyes..."
Fangran was stunned for a moment as he looked at Xinghai. Kerim's voice sounded distant and lost in thought even though he was right next to him.
"Although it may be strange for me to say this, for as long as I can remember, there is a person who has always given me what is probably the highest level of education in the world,"
"But even though I am said to be a genius by many people, in that person's eyes... or in those people's eyes, I am just an indifferent failed joke."
Krim also found it a bit unbelievable. These were things he clearly didn’t want to say to anyone, and he didn’t want to tell anyone.
But at this moment, perhaps because he was in the lonely Arctic, or perhaps because the long years of suppression had finally reached the limit, he unconsciously started talking in front of this strange black-haired young man and could not stop.
"He wanted me to be, but I couldn't be."
"so...."
After forcefully tearing open the thick scarf that made it difficult to breathe, Krim looked at the north, which was even further away than here. It still felt out of reach. Feeling tired, he spoke softly:
“I want to go there and see what it’s like to be unattainable that I haven’t been able to be.”
Fangran slowly opened his eyes, then silently turned his head to look at the pale young man.
Under the starry night of the North Pole, he didn't know how long he was silent before he spoke softly:
"So you gave up?"
Krim shook his head and smiled silently:
"Because I know that it is really incredible and beyond the reach of ordinary people. It cannot be achieved through hard work or something as simple as talent. It is out of reach on the other side of reality."
"I spent more than twenty years of meaningless life to understand this fact."
Fangran looked at him silently, but she didn't expect that what he was talking about was this kind of thing.
Is it out of reach...?
They were silent under the night, as if they were all thinking about each other's own affairs. Then the black-haired young man took the lead and exhaled softly, suddenly and calmly speaking:
"I know a certain man. He died not long ago."
Eyes lowered for a moment, Fangran raised his head and wondered if the man had turned into a star, and then he exhaled a long breath, as if talking to himself in a trance.
"He has a woman he loves, and her memory is all in his memory. He has made a lot of efforts for this, even going so crazy as to become a villain, get his hands dirty, and do whatever it takes,"
Krim looked at the black-haired young man beside him in a daze, who was talking to himself. His eyes were calm and complicated for some reason. Then he saw Fangran turn his head and look into his eyes, and said a calm word.
.
"I persisted for half a century just to see that person."
Then Krim looked at him and turned his gaze back, lowered his eyes, and uttered words in a tone that made the audience a little desperate.
"But I didn't get to see him even after he died."
Fangran had a calm expression on his face, and continued to speak as if there was no fluctuation in his tone:
"After that, I asked the woman, and she told me very calmly that she would never see him at all because she didn't love him."
Speaking of this, Krim saw the dark young man beside him laughing softly, but there was no smile in his lowered eyes.
"Then it became clear to me that no matter how long that man persists and no matter how much he pays, even if half a century passes, he will not be able to succeed. The person he loves is really out of reach for him..."
As the black-haired young man said this, he stood up straight and walked toward the front of the deck.
"But is what he did meaningless? Doesn't he know that she actually doesn't love him? Is his life in vain when he keeps chasing someone who is out of reach?"
Krim watched him walk forward step by step. Under the Arctic night, he muttered to himself the words he had whispered in front of the figure in the dark blue dress one night.
"I don't understand love, nor do I understand the determination to spend half a century of my life for an impossible goal, but..."
Walking to the front of the deck, Krim saw the figure of a black-haired young man looking back at him under the night sky of the North Star, his eyes completely black.
"At least from him, I got something even if I faced an unattainable goal, even if it was in the extreme north of the world,"
"The courage to go there for the people who are extremely important to you."
The silver dragon wings spread out on his shoulders, the gems on his collar reflected the moonlight, and the sight of his dark eyes and clothes standing at the end of the icebreaker deck under the icy night sky was reflected in Krim's shocked and trance-like eyes!
"So I can tell you without a doubt, as long as that's what you want,"
The second before he watched in disbelief as he flapped his dragon wings and rushed into the starry night, Krim heard the participants who were meeting him for the first time whisper softly on the deck:
"No matter how far out of reach you are, what you have done is not meaningless."
Yes, he must think so about Arakawa himself...
Flying in the night sky in the far north of the world, his black eyes stared directly at the iceberg ocean in front of him, thinking about this idea in a trance, and then suddenly a certain feeling came, a blank card appeared in his hand, and then half of the twins
appeared on the card,
The black eyes widened slightly in disbelief, and then slowly lowered, putting away the 1/2 awakened [Double Card], Fangran looked back at the icebreaker that was almost out of sight, and then he suddenly realized,