Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 484 The Next Spring

In deep winter, there is a thick layer of frost on the lakes, with some snow piled on top. When you push away the snow, you can see the vague outlines of maple leaves under the ice, as if they are still telling of the warmth of autumn.

Since she was a child, Mei has loved sitting in front of the lake, not only because the scenery is beautiful, but also because she can always see Anming basking in the sun here.

At that time, she didn't understand what was so good about basking in the sun and whether it was worth wasting a whole day. She just sat there dryly, thinking about nothing. Wouldn't that mean she didn't accomplish anything?

Only now did Mei begin to understand An Ming's actions at that time. As long as it made her feel comfortable, it was a meaningful thing. How could it be considered nothingness?

But at that time, I just thought it was normal.

The scenery that could be seen on that day and every day, where the boy lay leisurely against the pillar in the corridor to bask in the sun, was no longer seen after a certain day.

Later, the boy traveled all over Izumo and witnessed many people and events with his own eyes. When they met again, the boy had grown into a teenager, and she had swung the knife hundreds of thousands of times, but she didn't know whether she had become the person who could make him stop.

Mei seldom speaks because she is used to thinking too much, keeping everything in her head, and piecing together some traces of past happiness from the corners of past scenery.

"The last time we sat together like this was more than ten years ago."

I used to remember that it was very difficult to climb up the fence in the corridor before I could sit down, but now I can just lift my legs lightly to climb over it and sit on it very easily.

Only at this time will Mei realize that she has grown so old, at the age of seventeen. If it weren't for Da Ri, she should be going to school with An Ming now, worrying about her unimproved grades and the love letters in the drawer every day.

But for Izumo's children, they no longer have a future since they are born. A normal death is a great happiness, so how can they demand other happiness?

For example, taking marriage as an example, if there was no Daisuke, Mei thought that she might have been engaged to Anming long ago, waiting for the wedding in some time, and then living happily together, and giving birth to a healthy child in a few years.

"Mei."

An Ming turned his head and saw the girl's hair swaying in a beautiful arc on the lake under the moonlight, but her beautiful face was covered with a hint of determination.

Mei's brows were full of determination. She had already been a true warrior, so she kept those words in her heart and was unwilling to say them out loud to add new burden to Anming.

Feelings mean a deeper bond, but they are also a shackle that makes people worry.

Mei doesn't want to become Anming's weakness, which would make her the only flaw in saving the world.

In the face of the overall situation, the whole world is much more important than love, so Mei chooses to hide this feeling deep in her heart, even if doing so will make her further away from Anming.

"I'm listening," Mei was slightly stunned before she came to her senses.

An Ming reached out and stroked Mei's cheek, murmuring, "You're crying."

Mei wiped the tears from her eyes, but she couldn't stop them from falling. "I, I don't want to cry... I'm sorry, I'm a little weird tonight."

The girl's tears fell onto the ice of the lake like beads from a broken string, flowing on the frozen maple leaves, but she could never really touch the maple leaves under the ice.

"By tomorrow morning, I'll be able to be my normal Mei again, so..."

Mei lowered her head, and tears fell one by one on the ice. Her passionate love fell on the snow-covered lake and melted into circles of outlines.

She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't help feeling pain, her whole heart was in intense pain... because she loved someone but couldn't say it out loud, and they loved each other but couldn't be together, this was not right.

Between the world and An Ming, she can only choose the world.

"Mei."

The next moment, a warm embrace hugged Mei tightly, and the bamboo sword fell from the boy's waist, smashing a big hole in the ice.

The long-frozen maple leaves float back and forth in the lake, revealing the colors of autumn.

"Spring is coming," An Ming hugged Mei tightly, then looked at the girl's slightly red eyes and kissed her gently.

He had no experience in kissing, so he seemed particularly awkward. Mei even forgot that she should close her eyes at this time. She stared blankly at An Ming's eyes, and then tears couldn't stop falling.

Winter will eventually pass and spring is coming.

"Izumo's future will not end, we still have many autumns to come, so... Mei, are you willing to go with me to see it?"

An Ming wrapped Mei's hands in his palms, his eyes sincere and passionate.

The response to this look was another kiss. Mei used a kiss instead of an answer. She liked autumn, and she liked every autumn with Anming even more.

"Izumo's future...will not end here," Yasuaki touched Mei's cheek and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He vowed to protect Izumo, not because of anyone's request, but because he truly realized who he wanted to protect.

Unlike when he was in Takamagahara, he is no longer Wu now.

Mei smiled and murmured, "If the war is over, we will find a quiet lakeside and watch the maple leaves every year."

In front of the frozen lake, the two sat on the edge of the fence as they did in the past, talking about the past, and tacitly did not mention the last day of the future.

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A week later.

An Ming came to Lianxin Lake alone. The frost barrier still covered the place, and it was as warm as spring even in deep winter.

The cherry blossom petals fell to the ground, and the unchanging long zither was placed next to the tree.

Ying sat barefoot by the lake, put her feet in the clear water, stepped on the pebbles that were not painful to her feet, and turned her head to give An Ming a gentle smile.

It is as gentle as the spring breeze and like a silent narration.

"sit."

Ying patted the seat beside her, motioning An Ming to sit next to her, "There's not much time left until the end," her tone was somewhat emotional. Since leaving Edo Star, would this be another departure?

I just don’t know if I will have the chance to see An Ming again next time.

Ying's psychology is actually very complicated. She hopes An Ming can escape from reincarnation, but she also wants to see An Ming again on the next planet.

So it is really difficult to find the best of both worlds. If you choose one, you will always lose the other.