"Humans can only make judgments based on emotion. You may be very similar to the God of salvation that person expects." Xuanji unconsciously wanted to defend the interesting performer.
"Emotional projection? So, what he sees in me is his ideal self. Is this the essence of all human worship and love?" He stared into her eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.
"No...it can't be that all love is self-projection." Xuanji looked very embarrassed, "Isn't it that all wars are self-destruction?"
"Maybe you really hit the point." He rolled his blue eyes, thoughtfully, "The image of the savior is just the self-projection of human beings. He is like a mirror showing the most ideal self."
Xuanji was silent. She didn't want to admit her feelings for the leader, but he was just the mirror image of her ideal state.
"So, there is no savior in this world." He said categorically. These words from the heart accidentally violated the teachings of Yuanjiao. "If there is really a savior in this world, it is 'self', cognition."
'Self' is the beginning of redemption."
"Placing all your hopes on the salvation of others is a kind of vanity, and it is also a kind of hopeless weakness."
Kalki's voice and tone were so masculine that Xuanji could hardly resist. She had never seen such a man before. The leader was so brave and wise that she could not describe in words the aura he exuded.
The light was so bright that she didn't want to deconstruct this admiration and love, she just longed to be with him forever.
"Kalki, your thoughts are as deep as the ocean. In this vast ocean, is there a drop of water that reflects my image?" She lowered her head and sighed.
Kalki was immersed in the sunset and stopped talking. He thought that his heart had become cold and heartless because of the killing.
"I love..." She looked at him in despair and said it unconsciously.
He immediately turned around and walked to the edge of the floor. The evening breeze was blowing. This was a gesture that signaled the end of the conversation. He could no longer hear what she said.
This dangerous gift made him upset - she was too reckless, like an ignorant and willful child. She kept saying that she was born in the Platonic aristocracy, but she didn't even understand basic self-control.
She is setting fire wantonly, and the blazing flames will burn down his entire world. This world was built with great difficulty after he fought for many years and saw a lot of human pain and blood. This world contains everything he has.
, how could he give up just for her? He despised the weakness of human beings, but faced with the turbulent love in his heart, he was helpless and had no choice but to escape timidly like a defeated general.
"Stop talking..." He turned around, but did not dare to look at her again. His voice was so gentle, even with a hint of boyish timidity, and he lost his usual firm masculinity.
"It is impossible for us. I will abide by the oath I promised you on the first day. I have a fiancée in Plato..."
The arrogant commander's tone he used to have was gone, and he sounded like he was begging her.
"I know, I know everything." Xuanji covered her mouth and cried.
The sky was full of sunset as if heaven was on fire. Her first love... ended before it even started. He was so determined that he didn't even give her a chance to dream.
Xuanji turned around and ran towards the roof exit while crying.
She had rejected many more or less suggestive confessions from the opposite sex, and she always had a perfect image in her heart. However, when the person in her dream appeared in her life, he rejected her.
"Damn it!"
She kicked the elevator door at the exit of the stairs. The access control here is very strict, and you can't use the elevator without the resident's identity information.
"I'll carry you down, as long as you don't mind." Kalki walked over and noticed her embarrassment.
"No need!" She suddenly became very calm and walked to the old-fashioned staircase on the exterior wall where she jumped up, carefully checking the routes that could be climbed.
At this time, the radiant sunset glow had disappeared, dark black clouds gathered in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the evening breeze became cooler and cooler. She tore off the hair rope of her bun with one hand. In his eyes, her actions were
She was so similar to her former self, she was unrestrained by nature and hated being controlled.
Xuanji's long black hair fell smoothly on her shoulders. When she turned her head, a strand of black hair covered half of her face. The red and black night light reflected on her beautiful face, and her two lines of tear stains were still shining.
Glowing, but her eyes are exceptionally bright and firm.
"I am always alone in this big city." Her sweet and soft voice and the inner perseverance are an extremely charming paradox, "I can live alone, you don't have to pity me, I
I don’t need your sympathy either.”
After she finished speaking, she turned over with great agility. Kalki immediately watched her climb down the outside of the stairs quickly. Maybe she was too frantic inside, so she just shook in one place, and finally jumped to the ground safely. "Good skills." Kalki praised, Xuanji's inner strength is beyond imagination.
The two of them stood on the roof and in the dark alley looking at each other for a few seconds. Kalki also jumped down the outside of the stairs. His speed was much faster than Xuanji, and he almost fell straight into hers.
Side.
"I know what kind of person you are," he said to her, "Now, I can't leave you."
Kalki was completely confused about Star City, and he discarded his most important identity wristband, which meant that he had nothing to do on Gaia.
Living in a complex system of a super city with a population of 40 billion is not easy for a Platonic man.
The two of them could only walk together in the dark alley to the nearest station. Today was really a strange day... They wanted to break away from this interdependent relationship, but they were unable to do anything.
They looked at each other wordlessly. Perhaps the relationship between them was different from that of ordinary people from the beginning.
"All express trains require passenger identification information, so we can't sit on it." She said on the platform, checking the train numbers on the projection screen, "Only the slowest canned car will cost you the fare."
As soon as she finished speaking, a long, shabby-looking car slowly drove into the platform. It did not have an advanced braking system and made a long, ear-piercing noise, just like an intercity train entering the station hundreds of years ago.
General, full of sense of time and space confusion.
"This is the can truck! Let's get on the truck quickly. If you miss it, you'll have to wait another hour!" Xuanji reminded loudly.
After she pressed the door open button several times, the lagging automatic door sensed that it would open. This door happened to correspond to the toilet. As soon as they got in the car, a strong smell of urine and feces hit their faces. Kalki looked down and looked at it.
There was a wet puddle on the floor under my feet, as if a dog had peed on it.
"This damn city!" he cursed. The Star City was enough to make a Platonic aristocrat lose all self-cultivation.
The luxurious and comfortable journey when they arrived was forgotten along with their status as generals. They walked through the messy aisles on both sides and finally found two connected seats. After taking their seats, the two of them stopped talking and seemed to be turbulent in their minds.
What happened today.
Because this is the worst train, there is no intelligent cleaning robot to clean, and a lot of colorful and simple food packaging bags and other garbage are piled up under the feet. They are gently swaying in the garbage and turbid air as they go to the distance.<
/p>
When we stopped at the next stop, the fat old man in the seat opposite got off the bus and was replaced by a lively young couple from Gaia.
"That's great, honey, there's room for two!" A girl's sweet voice.
This pair of men and women wearing high-gray alien cosplay costumes jumped over quickly and sat opposite them like two weird aliens. When they took off their hoods to reveal their faces, they also
A white boy and an East Asian girl.
"Excuse me, could you two please close your legs?"
The young boy with brown-blond hair also had the same outspoken character as Kalki, and was quite self-centered. This made Kalki awkwardly sit straight up and put his legs back under the stool as much as possible. Even the cheapest and lowest-class trains have reduced seat space.
To the minimum, it is extremely unfriendly to tall and big people.
A pair of tall gray men and a pair of Plato men, two pairs of young men and women, eyes facing each other, gathered on the special slow can truck in Manxing City. This is really an interesting scene.
"David, try it, it's so delicious!" The girl's voice was very cooing, full of enthusiasm for her boyfriend.
Unlike the Platonic people who reacted painfully to the canned truck, the pair of tall gray people were obviously well prepared, or were very capable of having fun in unpleasant environments. The girl took out a lot of money from her backpack hanging with various cheap accessories.
Fun easy food.
"Wow! Shake the beads!" The boy took over an unfolded compressed bag, and then shook it with his hands quickly. The bag expanded as if it was inflated and became very big, and there was a "crackling" sound inside.
A subtle sound.
Kalki, who was sitting opposite him, could only pretend to have a well-informed and calm expression.
Then, he tore open the seal and shared the colorful candy beans inside with his girlfriend.
"It's so sweet!"
"I'll feed you!"
The girl stuffed jelly beans into her boyfriend's mouth, and the two of them laughed and talked, so sweet.
Xuanji and Kalki, wearing Plato's knight robes, could only look at each other's show of affection with a little embarrassment, and they could only remain silent all the way.
When we arrived at Xuanji's apartment, it was already 3:30 in the morning. After riding the local train for nearly 8 hours, Xuanji walked on the familiar pedestrian conveyor belt in the corridor. She felt like a zombie. She turned to look at Kalki, who was always full of energy.
The group leaders all looked tired.
Xuanji saw the notification that there was a new package. She opened the door of her home mailbox and took out a very small package.
"Your new identity wristband has arrived in the mail." She handed it to him.
"Oh!"
There are no secrets in this city and everything is monitored. What he wants to deny and escape from is still haunting him and cannot be shaken off.
"My bank account has been frozen due to abnormal transfers." Karl basically wanted to check his balance, but saw this message.
"They allow me to use the money for fun, and they allow me to use the money to live and drink, but they don't allow me to give the money to the poor for free."
He frowned seriously.
The atmosphere in the room was very dull, and the two of them took a rest.
The cold water rushed down from the top of his head. Kalki raised his head and felt the refreshing coolness.
Too many things happened today, and his mind was filled with memories that were as messy as a camera lens.
He is now sure that he has complete control over his behavior. The young Kalki taught by the swordsman master no longer exists in this world. That Kalki acted willfully, innocently, and often acted out of line. Now he is completely
You won’t be so naive anymore.
However, my heart is so heavy and bitter.
There was a fierce sound of swords being twisted, and then the two men separated and faced off.
Xuanji's condition today is amazingly good. She has learned to use all her senses to understand her opponent's moves, and she is not timid. She is fully focused on the battle, and her steps are so steady and light, with a faint murderous aura. p>
She attacks from left to right, but can defend without missing a beat, changing her past impatience to attack. Like Kalki, she observes the opponent's moves, looks for loopholes, and then attacks quickly.
In the flash of lightning, they both slashed each other's necks with their swords, and stopped at the same time. At this moment, it was like two swords crossing each other's necks. In ancient battlefields, two warriors fell to the ground and died at the same time.
.
Double play - the first tie with Kalki!
"Master, I accept it."
She pressed the button on the belt, opened the mask, and took off her long, shiny black hair like a waterfall. Her beautiful eyes showed a stubborn brilliance, like a lioness, with a predatory look.
A sense of attack and pride.
She slowly put the sword back, her posture was like a master who would never be cautious. As long as the opponent dared to act rashly, she would raise her hand and stab him.
I was too cautious. I didn't expect that she would grow up so quickly. Kalki also slowly put down his sword.
She is stronger and more powerful than he imagined, and any blow to her seems to be a panacea for growth. Her soul is proud and never admits defeat, and he noticed it the first time he saw her.
"A strict teacher makes a good disciple." He stretched out his hand and touched the top of her fluffy head like a puppy. "Every step of the way must make progress, and the world in the ten directions is the whole body."
He ended their swordsmanship practice with an ancient Chinese verse.
She could never forget his last smile at the end of the course. Kalki's short hair looked extremely handsome, which complemented his youthfulness. His golden hair grew very fast, and the soft hair had already fallen to his eyebrows. "A new course starts tomorrow, and that's all for swordsmanship."
They can't help but stare at each other, as if as a new day begins, all the unpleasantness of yesterday disappears.
"If we meet on the battlefield in the future and become enemies...will you kill me?" she asked suddenly.
Kalki fell silent.
"We should all try our best to safeguard the honor of soldiers," he looked serious, "We live for honor, and honor is higher than life."
Xuanji listened quietly. She liked listening to his teachings very much. She deeply felt that no one had taught her like this in more than 20 years. She seemed to be listening to her father's voice.
"Life is fleeting, but glory lasts forever." He suddenly took her right hand and put it on his chest, "Remember..."
All he can control now is his behavior.
"My heart."
If he could control his heart, he would have lost his boyhood dream.
His words stopped short. He had always spoken clearly, and hesitating was not his style, but this time he only spoke half of what he said.