Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 482: What kind of world is Huangquan?

"An Ming."

The Raiden family.

One month after the meeting in Zhaodao Hall.

Meiyi sat in the seat of the head of the family and brewed a pot of black tea, which was not expensive. "What kind of world is Huangquan?"

There were complex emotions in her eyes, but more of it was confusion.

Mei is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that after death she will be lost in the world of nothingness and will never be able to escape the shadow of the sun.

"Yellow Spring... must be a very gentle world."

An Ming touched the side of the teacup, "If you are scared, don't worry, I won't let you die."

...won't let everyone die.

In these not-so-long sixteen years, An Ming is still searching for the meaning of existence. However, after meeting all kinds of people on the journey, he realizes that life does not actually need a meaning.

As long as you can feel happy or joyful in the present moment, even if it is only for a brief moment, it is enough to continue to live strong.

"Then, don't die either."

Mei pursed her lips and held the teacup in both hands. "Father hasn't seen our end yet, so before that, you must stay alive."

"I promise you."

An Ming did not understand what Mei meant by the so-called "ending". From the beginning, he was not good at guessing girls' minds.

Fortunately, Mei and Sakura are both straightforward people, which makes An Ming worry-free when communicating with them. However, these two people would occasionally look at him with a wooden look, which was helpless and cute.

"Before the power of [Heaven] completely dissipates, do those unfinished things," An Ming repeated what Yuan Yuesheng told him before leaving, and also announced the last day's deadline to Quan Chuyun.

That will be the early spring of a year later. After the last New Year, Izumo will face the final decisive battle.

Either being swallowed by the sun, or completely losing hope, but no matter what, that is the end.

Don’t leave even the slightest regret for the things you want to do and the people you want to meet before nothingness comes, then it won’t count as falling into nothingness.

"I want to wait until next autumn with you to watch the maple leaves falling on the lake," Mei smiled lightly, her tone becoming unusually gentle.

"If we can survive, even if it takes hundreds of Amber Ages and thousands of mountains and rivers... we will eventually meet."

"Then I will definitely come to find you."

Mei held Anming's hand and said seriously, "Run."

An Ming also smiled and replied: "Yes, we will definitely survive."

"It's a word."

Mei whispered softly, looking deeply at Anming, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her soul so that she would never forget it.

Mei knows that no one knows what kind of world Huangquan is. But knowing that An Ming will be by her side, even Huangquan becomes less scary.

Mei is not afraid of death, what she is afraid of is leaving alone.

That kind of world is too lonely and too empty, and Mei doesn't want to take even a single step into that emptiness, because none of her cherished family members exist there.

If one day she really steps into nothingness, it will only prove that there is no one by her side anymore.

Maybe at that time, forgetting is the best ending, so that we won’t feel pain.

Mei stared at An Ming's profile in a daze, and in a trance she returned to the afternoons of her childhood, when she always followed An Ming.

She didn't understand anything at that time, but she was happy every day.

Now she has become the imperial sword user she always dreamed of, but she can no longer feel happy. Only the heavy responsibility in her heart reminds her that she must support the future of the Raiden family.

It turns out that growing up is such a hard thing, but this is the path that Mei chose herself.

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In the sixth year of the end of the world, the Minamoto family announced the date of the decisive battle with Takamagahara. After that, if they failed, Izumo would cease to exist forever.

Become another victim of the shadow of the sun, become part of the eternal nothingness.

Members of the self-destruction sect even spontaneously held collective self-immolation, choosing to end their lives before the last day to pray for God's forgiveness.

Those who voluntarily choose to go to the fortress to resist the evil beasts do not want to lose control of their own lives until the end.

Some people continue to live, work diligently at their posts, and choose to spend their last moments there.

In the final moments, everyone’s choices are different, but all have their own meaning of existence. As Yuan Yuesheng said, as long as there is still something to do, it is not in vain.

Yuan Yuesheng sat beside the lake with his fishing rod casually placed beside him.

"Hey, do you know?"

"It is said that long ago, the ocean in Izumo was as blue as the sky."

Yuan Yuesheng murmured softly: "In fact, I have wanted to be a sailor since I was a child. It doesn't matter if the universe is not the sea of ​​stars, as long as I can feel the sea breeze on the ocean."

"It's a pity that I was destined to become the head of the Yuan family since I was born. It's quite boring to think about it."

Yuan Yuesheng tilted his head, smiled and said, "You're really boring."

An Ming stood beside Yuan Yuesheng and said calmly: "In the medical field, your performance is called a last gasp of life."

"Tell me, when a person knows when he will die, how should he face the rest of his life?" Yuan Yuesheng raised his fishing rod with a faint smile on his face. "What about you? Have you found the meaning of your existence?"

"Before this, I cared a lot about the meaning of existence, but now it doesn't seem so important."

An Ming sat on the lawn by the lake. During his past journeys, he saw the real Izumo with his own eyes, and everything he touched in it might be the reason why he came to this world.

Yuan Yuesheng stared at the ripples in the lake, raised the fishing rod with force, and brought a carp out of the lake. "Before I grasped the imperial sword, I vaguely saw my own destiny, but at that time I had not yet given my all to it."

“Now I think I can do it.”

"If I could have another life, I don't want to be the little princess of the Yuan family anymore."

Yuan Yuesheng smiled lightly, turned around and slowly stood up, pulled out [Tian] from her waist, and handed this imperial sword that symbolized everything to An Ming.

An Ming remained silent and all he could do was stretch out his hands.

Yuan Yuesheng's smile gradually broke into points of light. There was a hint of apology in her eyes. After all, she was unable to accompany Izumo until the last moment.

[Sky] fell from the empty sky into An Ming's hands.

In the sixth year after the end of the world, in the early autumn half a year before the final day, the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Yuesheng, passed away and entrusted the imperial sword to An Ming.

An Ming stood by the lake for a long time without leaving. The maple leaves on the lake surface were floating and soon fell to the bottom of the lake.

Such a departure may not be considered as nothingness. Yuan Yuesheng did everything he could as the head of the Yuan family, but the sun could not be changed by anyone's will.

At least in that final moment, she must have found the meaning of her own existence and was proud of it.

If you want to save Izumo, the final imperial sword must not be [Nothing].