GBP Chapter 680 Love you
Chapter 680 Love you
"ended."
Deep in the universe.
The myth no longer focuses on that tiny planet. As mentioned before, Tethys is just an insignificant little planet in the universe.
Just like the tiny stars in the sea of stars, there is nothing special about them.
There are countless planets like Tethys in the universe, and each planet is playing out similar scenes, in order to objectively anchor the memory and to ensure that there will be no accidents when the universe restarts before the end.
The seed of [Remember] cannot allow any problems to occur.
"It seems that your plan has been completed," the mask of joy floated in the air, looking thoughtfully at the top of the universe, where a new and brilliant destiny had been born.
The track of [Memory] has been completely illuminated. From now on, the universe will have a new star god.
The star god who controls memory and destiny, Fu Li.
"I... have met him."
The crystal memory slowly formed the image of Fu Li. “He” said with a rare hint of contemplation, “He doesn’t seem like that kind of person.”
"That sword has burned all of his mortal body, leaving no fragments of his soul behind."
Myths are just calm statements of facts. As star gods, in their eyes, only the facts of results exist. When the soul is burned out, it is the true meaning of complete disappearance.
No matter how much he thought highly of the young man before, he ultimately failed to bring about a new possibility of breaking the cycle of reincarnation.
The cage of reincarnation still exists, and the end of the world still cannot be broken.
This is the reason why memory was born. The universe needs to use memory to anchor the tiny changes between reincarnations, so as to find the only way to break the reincarnation.
"Dead, that's so boring."
The mask of joy floated in the air in a comfortable posture, as if feeling bored. "In that case, Aha will go first."
Mi Si and Fu Li both knew Aha's temper, so they did not try to stop him, but continued to discuss the details.
Although Aha said it was boring, the smile on his mask became more and more intense.
“Interesting…Interesting!”
"A true trickster can even deceive gods. How fun!"
Ah Ha jumped up and down and wanted to prove his idea. If he remembered correctly, Mi Si had explained to Him the way in which memory destiny was born.
That is to use the seeds of memory as the foundation, use the containers of memory to store memories on all the planets in the universe, and finally use the collected memories to be promoted to star gods in one fell swoop, and control the authority of memory.
After all, the Seed of Memory only remembers and does not further process or compile the memory, so a star god is needed to control the memory.
If Aha guessed correctly, there is a "container of memory" on every planet in the universe, and the "Annie" that the boy wanted to save is part of the almost infinite container.
The container of memory is the authority extending from the seed of remembrance, which is equivalent to one billionth of what is remembrance.
The expression on Ahab's mask gradually became serious. He seemed to have thought of some overly crazy guess. If that was true...he would be worthy of the name of a fraudulent god.
But that guess was too crazy, so crazy that Aha didn't think the boy could do it.
But if one succeeds with that one in a billion chance, it will be a moment that changes the universe, and it will also bring the universe an outcome that is unclear whether it will be an opportunity or destruction.
"An Ming... let Aha see your enlightenment."
As Aha whispered, countless masks of joy began to appear on different planets. In order to verify that guess, He would personally appreciate the arrival of that moment.
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“Is there any meaning in being unhappy?”
“Without those lonely moments alone, I wouldn’t know how precious the time I spend with you is.”
The silver-white hair swayed in the wind, and the girl's eyes had long been blurred by tears. The blank and blurry figure on the stairs became clearer as she moved forward.
Those gentle words, those ordinary and happy daily scenes, those heartbeats again and again.
"Aini."
"I named you using the words of the Blue Star."
Aini...that was her name.
It was the name he gave her, and it was also the meaning of her existence beyond the blank number.
It is no longer just a cold number, nor is it an assigned title of "Saint".
"Aini...what does that mean?"
She asked curiously, with anticipation glittering in her eyes.
"I'll tell you when I want to."
The boy’s smile in my memory is as bright as the light.
At this moment, standing in front of the clear phantom of the young man, all the answers no longer mattered.
"An Ming..."
That was a name that could not be forgotten, the name of the one she loved deeply, a treasure that she would do anything to get back and must not lose.
"I understand," tears rolled down Annie's cheeks, but her blue eyes sparkled with clarity and determination.
"This name is the whole world you give me."
"So... the meaning of Annie's existence is to carry this name, the 'love' you taught me, and all our memories..."
"Live."
The last three words weighed a thousand pounds and almost exhausted all her strength.
Annie subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to hug An Ming in front of her for the last time, but her fingertips could only vainly penetrate the warm and invisible halo.
In the light, An Ming's illusory figure became clearer, and his smile was as dazzling as when they first met.
"Aini."
An Ming smiled gently, "I love you."
The light gradually converged, and finally turned into a warm stream of light, gently flowing into Annie's heart.
"Idiot..." Aini closed her eyes, and many moments replayed in her mind, and each of those moments——
"Good morning, Annie."
"What would you like for lunch, Aini?"
"Aini! I've told you so many times not to add so much sugar."
An Ming never said "I love you" to her.
It turns out that when I named her "Aini", it was in every call I heard as soon as I opened my eyes, in every unintentional touch, and in every gentle look.
An Ming had already integrated that deepest confession into every syllable of Annie's name and into the countless daily days he spent with her.
"Aini"
It has never been a Blue Star text that needs to be interpreted.
It was the boy's clumsy confession, and also the most straightforward love letter he had ever written for her.
"Aini"
"Love you"
Every call is the most gentle confession.
Along with the pulsation of the warm light in the heart, more fragments of memory broke free from the seal, and the light cherry-like color was like a newly awakened bud, quietly spreading to the ends of the hair that was originally as white as snow.
Annie moved forward step by step, and the resonance of the soul under her feet continued to echo.
Every time she stepped on a step, the lost time turned into bright light, gently casting a brighter and more vivid light pink on her hair.
She is not some blank doll.
It is Aini who is loved.
She is not a meaningless existence.
Is the happiest person in the world.
"An Ming...wait for me."
Even if she goes to the end of the universe, she will definitely bring An Ming back.
The end of the stairs, which was once out of reach, is now within reach.
When Annie finally reached the end of the road and stood on the last step, the sun was rising at the end of the horizon.
The gentleness was like a caressing light falling on the girl's cheek.
There was no trace of silver left in her waist-length hair.
The waterfall-like hair sways in the air, and the pink color, like the first blooming cherry blossoms, is so vibrant.
"An Ming... has never been an unattainable hero," Annie said softly, reaching out her hand to touch the empty space at the end of the stairs.
"When he found me peeking at him, his ears would turn red. In the dead of night, he would look at the starry sky alone and look lost. He is just an ordinary person."
Annie raised her hand, as if she could once again feel the warm outline of An Ming in her memory. "But it was also this kind of An Ming, who was shy, hesitant, and sometimes very handsome, who saved me with his sincere heart."
The smile on her lips was like a newly blossoming cherry blossom, and there was no longer any hesitation in her voice. "You see, even the smallest ripple, as long as it comes from the heart, can change the world."
There was only a blank space in front of her, but Annie knew that "He" was here.
"So, the 'I' who is high above you."
"You still don't understand...what true love is?"
With her cherry-pink hair falling on her shoulders, Annie gently twisted the gift given to her by An Ming with her fingertips, and said in a gentle voice: "We have been remembering since the birth of the universe, but we have never remembered it for ourselves even for a moment."
Endless silence spread in the void.
"..."
"037."
"It seems like you really have a malfunction."
A voice that was almost identical to Annie's sounded from the void, but it was so indifferent that there was no emotion at all, as if it was just some kind of machine following a mission.
There is no anger or confusion, just judging the results.
He cannot understand, nor will He understand.
"Aini" is just an insignificant ripple in His entire authority, but what is this Aini saying about "love" to Him?
Love?
In that huge container of memory are recorded countless love-related scenes in the universe, whether it is the most sincere vows, the confession before sacrifice, or the gentle companionship.
To Him, love is just an emotion, no different from sadness, pain, happiness, etc., but just a somewhat special emotion.
He has never understood the core of that emotion, and naturally would not touch the burning heat called love.
"The one who's broken...is you."
Aini murmured, "It's me too."
If she had not met An Ming, she would now be like "Him", remembering all the memories of the world. However, no matter how many memories she had, none of them were the ones she wanted to remember.
Clearly carrying the weight of the world, yet never knowing the world that belongs to you.
To them, those memories were like strange information, existing but having nothing to do with them.
“We shouldn’t be containers of memory.”
Annie walked step by step towards the end of the stairs, which should have been the end of the world's rules, an absolute "nothingness".
Meaningless coercion is like a non-existent road, or a numbered name that is born without any meaning.
She still stepped towards the nothingness with a determined look in her eyes, and the crystal clear stairs with soft light condensed out of thin air under her feet, as if using her existence to open up a new path towards the meaningless future.
"Just you... a ripple?"
The divinity-filled icy voice finally showed a slight fluctuation, and it was also filled with incomprehensible confusion. It was obvious that Annie was just a tiny existence separated from His authority, so how could she possibly understand true memory and love?
"What if it's 'us'?"
"...?!"
Absolute calm was broken, and for the first time in the silence there appeared a voice that had no precedent in countless memories and no possible future to be calculated.
It was an incomprehensible scene, and a change that He had never anticipated.
Next to the originally "blank" void that Annie stepped out of, it quietly condensed into another staircase that was also flowing with cherry pink light. An illusory but extremely clear figure emerged, and between the similar silver-white long hair, the same gentle pink color was also smudged.
"Thank you, Annie."
That was the memory container once named 0918. Her voice was no longer empty, but full of new warmth.
"Aini... you found the meaning of our existence."
Then another new staircase emerged, and 0172's figure appeared. She had a smile from the bottom of her heart, "It turns out that we also deserve to have our own memories."
More stairs emerged from the void. When the small ripples fell into the sea called "destiny", the waves stirred up finally awakened all the stars sleeping in the abyss!
Tethys is just a planet like dust in the universe, but among the more tiny planets like stars, there are still countless "Aini" who bear the responsibility of memory containers.
Like flowers awakened by the spring breeze, Annie's existence is the only spark in the boundless void, making all Annies no longer just containers.
On more inconspicuous planets like dust, in the orbits between galaxies, in the cradle of nebulae - all the Annies who bear the responsibility of memory containers are gently awakened by the ripples called "love" at this moment.
The awakening of all the Annies turns into this path leading to "existence".
It was no longer for the so-called duty, nor for saving the people, this time it was just for Annie.
Countless cherry-pink light beams transformed into the brightest meteors, rising from every corner of the universe. They pierced the sky, broke free from the scenery of memory, and gathered towards the vast universe.
The ladder that symbolizes the self extends from countless tiny planets to the sky, merging into an unprecedented new destiny trajectory.
Billions of tiny lights intertwine and merge at the end of the universe, weaving into an unprecedented shining destiny.
It is no longer a preset trajectory, but a path that belongs to the Annies alone.