three years ago.

Jiang Jianming was reading in the Aslan library when he received the communication from Marshal Chen.

The time is early morning and the season is midsummer.At this time, Keos Military Academy was still on summer vacation, and His Royal Highness had gone to the far interstellar world, so Jiang Jianming lived a leisurely life.

Until a communication from the military rang.

Correspondence via Chen Hanke.

The commander-in-chief's expression was tired and dignified that he had never seen before, and he no longer had his usual old and unscrupulous appearance, let alone greeted him.

When the old man opened his mouth, he got straight to the point, saying that His Royal Highness Lai An intends to go deep into the "Crystal Nest" alone.

Jiang Jianming was stunned for three seconds before realizing the meaning of this sentence.

He immediately shot up: "—Jing Nest!?"

Many people in the library were alarmed and cast dissatisfied glances.

Jiang Jianming came back to his senses, hurriedly bowed his head around apologetically, and walked out quickly.

...The so-called crystal nest refers to the Yu Region where crystal particles gather farther away in the interstellar space, beyond the three fortress alien stars.

The over-concentrated crystal particle environment and the strange alien creatures made it a forbidden area forever shrouded in mystery and darkness.

In fact, since the founding of Yin Beidou's army, it has pointed at the crystal nest countless times, but none of them has been able to reap results.Only the heroic soul is gone, and resources are wasted in defeat.

Until recent years, every time Yin Beidou sent people to march towards Jingchao, it would cause huge public opinion disputes among the top management of the empire and the public.

It seems that more and more people think that such a death act is not only meaningless, but also very stupid and ridiculous. If it weren't for His Majesty's strong attitude of support, this matter would have been impossible to proceed.

But this time, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Lai An suddenly proposed that he wanted someone to drive his mecha and try to go deep into the crystal nest.

After saying these words, everyone in Yinbeidou Fortress was scared out of their wits.

In the early hours of yesterday morning, the communications reached Old Marshal Chen in the imperial capital in a hurry.

The old marshal was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and scolded His Highness for being young, frivolous and ignorant, and immediately slapped the table: Come, come, pass the communication to Your Highness, my old man will talk about him.

Two hours later, the old marshal cut off the communication with a face ashamed.

Can't say.

His Royal Highness is determined to go to Crystal Nest.

Crown Prince Ryan Keos, as the heir to the empire, is also a powerful new crystal human with a super S-class crystal bone. He touched mechs, boarded starships, and set foot on distant interstellar worlds when he was still very young.Alien battlefield.

Until today, His Highness has traveled between the three fortresses more than a dozen times, and which one of them was not a great military exploit, almost a miracle.News of success sent back to Aslan could send the entire empire into ecstasy for months.

But Crystal Nest is different.

That is beyond the reach of human beings.

Jiang Jianming found it unreasonable after hearing it, and he almost used a questioning tone: "How could your highness suddenly go to the Crystal Nest? He never mentioned it before, it doesn't make sense... What happened to him?"?”

Old Marshal Chen's gray brows tightened and then loosened, and he sighed hoarsely: "Son, I don't know."

Jiang Jianming felt even more absurd: "His Majesty the Emperor didn't say anything!?"

Old Marshal Chen said: "I went to look for His Majesty, and His Majesty said that she cannot interfere with His Highness's choice."

Jiang Jianming was speechless.

He is now standing next to the empty bathroom in the library, listening to the comm with his headset on.One side is a clean white brick wall, and the other side is the passageway of the library. At this time, a woman walked past with a cup of hot coffee.

Even though it was the most common and ordinary scene, he felt that the space under his feet and above his head seemed to be distorting, and the world instantly became extremely absurd.

"Your Excellency Jiang," the old marshal in the projection seemed to have aged for decades, with a hoarse voice, "You are the future crown princess of the empire, and you are also the one whom His Royal Highness takes very seriously. I have no other choice, old man.can……"

Jiang Jianming took a deep breath, and he interrupted the old man in a deep voice: "Is it urgent? How should I get there?"

In just a few seconds, he has realized what he should do.

Both Lai An and his mecha are far away in the interstellar space. If His Royal Highness decides to leave, no one will be able to catch up with the mecha once it flies.The most important thing at the moment is to stabilize the person first. As for what happened, as long as the person is still there, it is easy to say.

Old Marshal Chen: "The special car will arrive soon, and it will stop at the east gate of the library."

Jiang Jianming: "I understand."

Afterwards, the future crown princess was invited into a special car, and the car took him to the military headquarters, Marshal Chen's office.

A lot of big shots had already gathered there, and Jiang Jianming took a quick look, and they were basically the gentlemen who in the concept of ordinary people "often appear on public TV, but never see living people".

Some are in suits and leather shoes, some are wearing gorgeous aristocratic dresses, and more are wearing military uniforms of different standards... The only thing that is the same is the anxiety and bewilderment on each face.

Obviously, these people came to dissuade His Royal Highness the Crown Prince but failed.

It's all because the air-conditioning in the Aslan library is turned on too much in summer. When Jiang Jianming walked in, he was wearing a thin coat on one arm, and he was full of weak student spirit, which was out of tune with the atmosphere of this place.

Many big shots frowned and turned their eyes, looking at him with different eyes.

With a creak, Old Marshal Chen pushed open the door and walked out of the office, and gestured a "please" gesture to Jiang Jianming.

Jiang Jianming didn't look at the others, put his coat aside and said in a low voice, "Please let the two of us talk alone."

Marshal Chen said, "Of course."

So Jiang Jianming opened the door and went in.

The old marshal's office is spacious and dignified.The star map of the empire territory of the three-star system and the distant interstellar star map drawn with the three fortresses as fixed points are suspended on the walls on both sides in the form of three-dimensional projection.

It's just that the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows have not been drawn since last night, making the room look a bit dark.On the desk in the deepest part is a dedicated communication machine for the military.

There was a small green light flashing on the contact machine to indicate that it was turned on, and the projection of His Royal Highness Crown Prince Lai An was falling in mid-air.

The Crown Prince was sitting neatly in the meeting room of the military plane in the Yinbeidou Fortress.

From the neckline, cuff buttons to the belt, he was straight and solemn, with platinum curly hair scattered on his shoulders, and his complexion was also very good-in short, there was nothing abnormal on the surface.

It's just that maybe it's because there are too many people coming and going during this night and morning.

When the door of the office was pushed open, Lai An's brows were visibly irritable, and he turned his face away and took a sip from the tall wine glass at hand.

But the moment he saw the visitor from the corner of his eye, all the negative emotions disappeared.His Highness immediately showed his face, and softly called Jiang Jianming to come and sit down.

Jiang Jianming moved his Adam's apple lightly and walked forward.

…Thinking about it later, he really lost his composure at that time, and said a lot of useless words to Lai An's projection.

From how reckless such a rash action is, it is completely tantamount to suicide; to how much chaos and hidden dangers the empire will have if it suddenly loses the only prince and the few owners of super S-level crystal bones;

From the amount of resources and even the lives of soldiers that the military will sacrifice for the prince's court of death; to the questioning voices that Yin Beidou will encounter if the prince is lost in the distant star, and even this is a huge blow to the entire military.

Lai An has been listening patiently, giving some responses such as nodding and pondering from time to time.

——This is simply a very cunning deception, and Jiang Jianming hates it every time he recalls it.

Back then, he was tricked into talking all the time, until his mouth became dry and his throat became hoarse, and he couldn't help covering his lips and coughing.

"Ginger." Lai An finally frowned and said distressedly, "Go and drink some water."

There was a second of silence in the empty office.

Jiang Jianming raised his head suddenly, and slowly put down the palm in front of his lips.

He couldn't help laughing angrily: "Your Highness? Are you kidding me?"

After persuading him non-stop for almost an hour, the only response Lai An gave him was to ask him to drink some water—because his voice was hoarse??

At this time, Jiang Jianming finally woke up, and suddenly had a strange intuition:

He felt that after an hour passed, the person in front of him didn't seem to listen at all, and he didn't care what he said.

He suspected that Lai An just wanted to look at his face through the projection and listen to what he said.As for what was said, that really didn't matter.

After all, it is impossible for Marshal Chen and others not to have told Lai An what he just said.

As a result, the anxious look receded from Jiang Jianming's brows and eyes little by little.

He turned cold, turned aside and drank a couple of sips of water, then came back.

Lai An still looked at him.

Jiang Jianming finally stopped talking this time, and he also looked back at Lai An.

After a full minute of stalemate, he said softly, "You can't do this, Your Highness. You must at least tell me why."

"..."

Lai An slowly narrowed his eyes.

The crown prince raised his head slightly, his snow-white chin tightened into a sharp line.At that moment, His Highness's eyes were too complicated, as if emerald flames were burning chaotically in the depths.

He stretched his lips into a thin line, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, but it was very steady: "... Jiang."

"I love you."

"But there are more important things here than loving you."

This is the first meaningful sentence Lai An said to Jiang Jianming since he entered this office.

If such a meaning can be counted as meaningful.

Jiang Jianming took a deep breath, closed his eyes with a headache, shook his head and said softly: "I know, I know..."

"Your Highness, you are the crown prince. You shoulder the responsibility and you have the empire and the people in your heart. I know that, and you should also know that what I want to say is not this..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward, and tried his best to restrain the emotions rushing to his throat: "If the empire and the people are in trouble now, and soldiers need to shed their blood, just say a word, and I will go with you."

"But! What are you doing now, to go deep into the crystal nest field that has never had any survivors alone? Your Highness, do you want to tell me that the current situation of the empire is that it needs its heir to die in vain!?"

"If you really come to that situation, what's the use of rushing up to die by yourself!? If there is anything you can't tell the military, you have to make everyone confused..."

He unconsciously changed the title to an honorific title, and his tone became more urgent:

"Take a step back, even if you really want to go, you can't go like this. You still stay with me, and your..."

Having said that, Jiang Jianming suddenly stopped talking.

He realized that the meaning of "that thing" was too special, and even though there seemed to be no one in this office, it should not be announced.

Lai An still stared at him deeply, with an expression that seemed affectionate but also ruthless: "Stop talking, this is my decision and it will not change."

Jiang Jianming gritted his teeth and remained silent for two seconds, then suddenly said, "...and your fiancé."

He raised his eyes and looked directly at the opposite side: "Little Highness, what should I do? Have you considered me?"

"...!" For the first time, Crown Prince Lai An's always calm and handsome face showed obvious emotional ripples.

His lips trembled slightly, and then they tightened suddenly.A look similar to pain flashed by, like a crack opening on an ancient gold vessel handed down from generation to generation.

Jiang Jianming gritted his teeth and said word by word: "If you die heroically, I will be in trouble, Your Highness."

"Because of my engagement with you. Because I still wear the ring you gave me on my ring finger."

...It is said that it is the default crown princess, and their so-called engagement is only a verbal agreement.

Due to the huge difference in identities, the relationship between the two has been unable to be made public throughout the empire.

Jiang Jianming actually didn't mind, but he knew that Lai An was extremely sorry for this, and it even became a knot in his heart.

His Highness has promised him countless times that when he graduates three years later, he will be directly admitted to Jinrilun, and the relationship will be made public when the military rank is promoted to the school level.

At this time, Jiang Jianming had to curb his casual temperament, put on a serious face and nod.

Because if you don't take it seriously, your highness will think that he doesn't believe it, and will be very flustered and sad and keep apologizing and explaining to him... His heart hurts to death.

But at this moment, in the open private office, Jiang Jianming's breathing trembled... He closed his eyes, this was the first time in his life that he showed weakness in front of others.

"...I have no influence, no family, no money and power, and no backing. I have no knowledge of political struggles, and I hardly know the unknown inside stories of the high-level empire."

"Your Highness, I am only eighteen years old this year."

"I'm even, just a remnant crystal human being."

"It was you who brought me into this situation. You know better than anyone else how many people will be watching me if you are gone."

Jiang Jianming opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a little confusion and sadness in his eyes.

He quietly asked: "Lai An, Your Highness...do you leave me alone?"

Silence flowed in the air again.The two were deadlocked across the projection, and also across the distant Milky Way Star Sea.

As if trying to calm down, Lai An took another sip from the wine glass at hand, her brows lowered sullenly.

However, when he rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed the transparent and pungent liquid, the young prince's expression returned to that almost cold calm.

He spoke slowly.

"You're right, I ruined your life."

"For my purpose, I will not hesitate to sacrifice the prosperity of the empire, the future of Yin Beidou, my life, and..."

When the crown prince of the empire speaks, there is always a bit of classical aristocratic elegance in his tone, as well as the sharpness of his character.

——"Like a cold silver dagger", someone once praised it like this.

Lai An said word by word: "And you."

"my sweetheart."

When these four words were on His Highness's lips, they were as soft as flower petals and as affectionate as moonlight.

However, Jiang Jianming only felt that the silver dagger was stabbing firmly into his beating heart, sinking into his flesh and blood bit by bit.

Lai An: "Please hate me."

Jiang Jianming's pupils shrank, and he said angrily, "Keos...!"

He rarely called His Highness by his last name, unless he really lost his temper.

Outside the office, the wind blows through the aisle of artificially planted green plants, and the branches and leaves make a cool rustling sound.

Across the door, the dignitaries were wiping their sweat with their handkerchiefs, while the old marshal stood upright with a heavy expression.

The retro wall clock hanging in the corridor, the long hands click.

Another full hour.

...

Finally, Jiang Jianming readjusted his breathing.

"I see."

Having talked to each other to this point, it means that there is no room for change.

He raised his right hand and calmly glanced at the slender ring on his ring finger.

The ring was red gold in color, wrapped around his white and thin fingers, a bit like a circle of flames.

"I will not hate you, the relationship and friendship between us ends here."

Jiang Jianming took off the ring.

His expression has become very calm, his eyes are cold and clear, just like Lai An on the opposite side.

Those eyes can only be seen by those who have seen through the ending but still choose to go to the end.

Lai An didn't speak anymore, he tightly squeezed the goblet in his hand, his pale fingers visibly trembling.

But his eyes stopped wandering for a moment, as if he wanted to engrave such Jiang Jianming in his mind forever.

"Those were angry words just now. You don't have to worry about my future life. I can handle it well, and there will be many people protecting me."

"As for agreeing to hold your hand back then, that was my own choice. Besides..."

As he said that, Jiang Jianming raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Your Highness, you can't be too arrogant... There is no one or anything in the world that can destroy me unless I choose to destroy myself."

He lowered his eyelashes and put the ring in his left breast pocket.

When he raised his eyes again, the last bit of sadness in his eyes disappeared.

"That's it. When your coffin returns, I will come to see you for the last time."

Finally, Jiang Jianming paid a military salute to the virtual projection.

His eyes were cold and hard, "His Royal Highness, I wish you prosperity in martial arts and a good journey."

Then he reached out and cut off the communication.

Half a minute later, the door of the office was pushed open, and Jiang Jianming walked out.

The big shots cast their eyes on him one after another, Marshal Chen came forward, hesitating to speak... The expression of the military cadet already showed the result.

Jiang Jianming's brows were indifferent, and he passed the marshal directly: "Don't persuade me any more, let our beloved crown prince go away in peace."

Someone scolded him for being rude.Jiang Jianming didn't even pay attention, he tore off the coat he had put on the side, shook the cord and draped it over his shoulders, the hem of the coat raised an arc in mid-air.

"On the day when His Highness's body is returned to Emerald Palace, please remember to leave me a place to hold the coffin."

After he finished speaking coldly, he walked out quickly with his back straight, leaving the room full of big shots behind.

The memory behind it has been a little fuzzy.

Now three years later, Jiang Jianming only remembers that when he walked out of the gate of the military headquarters that day, there was a bright silver shattered sunlight falling on his face.

Birds are pecking their feathers on the branches, roses are newly blooming in the garden in the distance, and the fragrance is blowing with the wind, everything looks warm and peaceful.

——It's like the heaven that was sung from ancient times in the ancient human religious ballads of the ancient blue star.

Sitting in the cockpit of Jidian, Jiang Jianming talked about those old things unhurriedly. don't know when the snow outside has stopped falling.

Instead, there is a clean night sky, and the stars are wrapping the mech gently.

Tang Zhen was already stunned.

To be honest, this truth is too different from what he has always imagined, and it is not acceptable in a short time.

After all, he always thought that His Royal Highness Lai An was just killed in an ordinary expedition... Thinking about it now, almost all the citizens of the empire acquiesced in this way, even though the high-level officials of the empire have been silent about it.

But if that's the case... something makes sense.

It's no wonder that Jiang Jianming regained his composure so quickly after learning the bad news back then, and even arranged how to deal with His Highness's relics in an orderly manner.

Tang Zhen said in a low voice, "It turns out that it was Crystal Nest that His Highness went down."

Even he, an officer in the adaptation period who had just arrived in Yin Beidou not long ago, knew that it was a certain death.

"Not love."

Jiang Jianming said softly, "It's anger."

He raised his hand and unconsciously touched the ring that he hung as a necklace through the silver and black military uniform.

Tang Zhen: "What?"

Jiang Jianming lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "It was anger that brought me here."

Tang Zhen suddenly turned pale with fright: "Isn't it so, little god, you...you are so angry that you want to dig out His Royal Highness Laian and whip his corpse!?"

"..."

Jiang Jianming's face turned blue, and he pressed his temple, "No...it's not."

It's really not possible to whip corpses or something.

"Tang Zhen, have you ever heard a poem?"

Jiang Jianming settled down and spoke again: "I saw the heroic soul turned into a white bird——"

Tang Zhen answered involuntarily: "...Fly to the Nest of the Star Sea."

He remembered that this was a very popular mourning poem in Star City of the Imperial Capital after the death of His Royal Highness Lai An.

"I originally... didn't think about coming to the far interstellar space in person. As you said, this is too reluctant for me."

"After the death of the little highness, I am waiting for the empire to give me an explanation. I don't believe that Lai An will go to the crystal nest for no reason, and I don't believe that he will talk to me like that without any reason—"

Jiang Jianming pinched the center of his brows, and said in a low voice, "My God, you don't know, his complexion was so bad that I was afraid that he would faint."

"Anyway, I was waiting for an answer, but I didn't get one."

Even Old Marshal Chen Hanke, who had been treating him very well, never confided any information to him.

Even if Jiang Jianming firmly believes that this old man who sits in the most honorable position in the military can never really know nothing.

"Until one day, I saw a newly published collection of poems in the Aslan library...the place where the little Highness and I met for the first time."

"Poetry is poorly written. Except for the last sentence, there is some meaning. The previous ones are just pretentious flattery and praise. It's very boring. That's not how poetry is written."

"I..." Jiang Jianming smiled wryly, "I was so angry that I accidentally tore up his poetry collection and paid the library five hundred coins."

Tang Zhen turned pale with fright again, and said with his head in his arms: "Not to mention!? Is this poem so bad that you tear it up!?"

Jiang Jianming: "...It's not a matter of poor poetry, please Young Master Tang shut up for now, is that okay?"

"—My problem is that the far interstellar space is not a poetic place, and death should not be aesthetic."

Jiang Jianming closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The crown prince of the empire died on the battlefield. No one knows why he went to the battle rashly, and no one knows how he sacrificed his life... He died just like that, and even the bodyI can't go back to my hometown, but I can't see even a trace of anger from the top to the bottom of the people."

"They weep, they grieve, they mourn; they compose music, they compose poems, they lay flowers, they ring bells...but no one seeks, no one asks, no one shouts out doubts... no one is angry."

Jiang Jianming opened his eyes suddenly, they were like cold stars.

He whispered, "—so I'm angry."

Tang Zhen put his hands down in a daze, and he looked at his friend beside him.

Perhaps because of the persistent low-grade fever, Jiang Jianming's always pale cheeks had a morbid blush, but it made the whole person look even more fragile.

So a thought vaguely crossed Tang Zhen's mind: Three years ago... this person was definitely not as weak as he is now.

It was that kind of anger, that kind of anger burned his life like a wick, making it shorter and shorter, and at the same time, it also bloomed with more and more dazzling and sharp light.

"I seem to see an invisible giant hand... It took away my little highness, distorted the world, and pinned me to the ground, unable to move."

Jiang Jianming spoke calmly.He looked up at the night sky through the glass of the cockpit——

It was a strange distant interstellar night sky, which was flowing overhead like a dark deep sea, and it was full of unknown chaotic silver stars.

In the face of the vast universe, the joys and sorrows in the fleeting life of human beings are really too small, too small.

"I don't know what this invisible giant hand is... Is it the high-level people who are hiding something from me, or this world that claims that ordinary people are doomed to be ignorant and disabled humans are doomed to be weak, or is it the truth hidden in the depths of the distant interstellar universe...Or something else."

"—but I know, I'm angry."

Jiang Jianming's eyes darkened, as if he was no longer talking to Tang Zhen, but to himself.

"I can't let this person just disappear, I want to find him."

"Even if he is rotten and stinky, his face is beyond recognition; even if there are flies flying and maggots crawling all over his body; even if there is only the last bone, the last handful of ashes... I don't care, I want the truth."

Perhaps it is not aesthetically pleasing or poetic...it may even be cruel and bloody, but it is also the truest truth.

"But," Tang Zhen's Adam's apple twitched, and he asked awkwardly, "You...do you have any clues?"

Jiang Jianming glanced at him and said lightly, "No. I don't have anything."

Born as a commoner, without father and mother, without wealth and power... He has nothing but this weak body and a stubborn obsession.

Damn it, there are a few relics of Lai An left, still trying to protect him.

Tang Zhen groaned in pain: "This...you...! Then aren't you looking for a needle in a haystack? What's more..."

"Jiang Jianming, what's more, have you ever thought about it, if the truth of this is finally found out, it involves the high-level empire or—"

"Of course I did."

Jiang Jianming chuckled, with light in his eyes: "Otherwise, why am I here? The Silver Big Dipper is located in the far interstellar space, the farthest from the power of the Aslan Empire, and the closest to the truth. Even if I vomit blood every day, I must find a way to stay. This is the onlyA possible breakthrough."

Tang Zhen murmured: "You don't want to die."

Jiang Jianming nodded seriously: "Yes, I don't want my life."

"If the empire blocks me, I can rebel against the empire; if the world stops me, I can turn my back on it."

Jiang Jianming blinked his eyelashes, and said lightly, "If the final truth lies in the depths of the universe, then I will go to the Crystal Nest along the path His Royal Highness walked."

There was a bang in Tang Zhen's head.

He was so devastated that he could not utter another word.

"I just want to find him, and I also want to know why he chose to leave me to die. I want to bring him back, return to Aslan, and hold a grand funeral that he deserves."

"Because... I promised him."

As he spoke, the black-haired young Remnant Crystal chuckled, and he continued softly as if swearing: "I will see him for the last time in front of his coffin."

He stretched out his hand and pressed on the console, and dropped the mech's fender armor.

Without the light of stars in the sky and the light of snow on the ground, the cockpit became dark.

If it is in battle, the screen will display the front, rear, left, and right sides captured by the camera.But it's clear that today's drivers just want to sleep.

Three years ago, that beam of heavenly sun seemed to appear in front of my eyes again.

That should be the destination of His Royal Highness, not the cold universe... Jiang Jianming thought to himself.

But where are you now, my love?

Garcia's handsome face flashed in his mind. His Royal Highness admitted that death was meaningless, but a trace of confusion flashed across his eyebrows under his questioning.

Is that really you, my dear love?

What force did what to you, what prompted you to self-destruct?

I will find you.

Not the body, but the soul.

Jiang Jianming closed his eyes.After chatting with Tang Zhen for so long, now that the medicine is taking effect, feel much more comfortable, and sleepiness climbs up softly.

The inside of the dark mech is very warm, blocking the cold wind outside.

Jiang Jianming's breathing gradually became shallow, and he fell asleep peacefully.

In the dream, he saw the heroic soul transforming into a pure white bird, flapping its wings for thousands of miles, flying to the depths of the night sky.

And he stepped on the boundless land under his feet, with a straight spine, step by step, slowly and difficultly walked into that dark... dark, nest of stars.

The author has something to say: no scum, no abuse of emotional lines, asking is double arrows to favor each other.

Three years ago Jiang: Our (marriage) relationship ended here.

Three years later Jiang: Because I have decided to be a widow for the rest of my life.

Three years ago Jiang: Have you seen this ring?I don't wear it on my ring finger anymore.

Ginger three years later: Now it's my necklace.

Three years ago Jiang: There is no one or anything in the world that can destroy me, unless I choose to destroy myself.

Three years later, Jiang: I'm gone, go to the crystal nest, go to the crystal nest.

Three years ago Jiang: don't hate, but don't love anymore. wish you an early death.

Three years later Jiang: Good afternoon, has your body been eaten up by vultures and jackals today, my.love.person?(laugh.

Sentences that seem familiar.And the last paragraph is the result of artistic processing. According to Jiang Jianming's temper, the reality should be like this:

In his dream, he saw the soul of a hero turned into a white bird...

And with a rope in one hand and a bird net in the other, he hid a pack of snacks for the birds as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly and hard into the nest of the dark sea of stars (?