Kneel for the lost odyssey, all articles of the Millennium dream.

Cam returned to this hotel after a long journey, and the familiar host family greeted Cam with tears.

"... you finally came back ..."

From their tone of voice and tears, cam noticed ...

The moment of parting is coming.

Too soon. However, Kamm's psychology knows that this moment will come, and it will never be too far away.

Before Cam left the hotel for the last time, she said to Cam with a lonely smile, "I may never see you again." 」

Lying in bed, the smile on her face was pale and slightly transparent and illusory. She is so fragile that she has an indescribable beauty.

"Can I meet Hannah?" Cam asked.

The hotel owner nodded gently and said, "but ... I don't think she recognized you." 」

Hannah's closed eyes haven't been opened since last night. She lay quietly, only from the slight ups and downs of her chest can we see her weakness, but no one knows when this breath will stop.

"It's a pity that Cam became like this after a rare visit ..."

The hostess's tears dripped down again.

"It doesn't matter. 」

Cam said. He has seen many people die, so he knows that when people face death, the first thing they lose is their ability to speak, and then they are blind, but they will leave their hearing. In other words, at the last moment, only ears are still useful. Therefore, it is common for people who have lost consciousness to smile or shed tears under the call of their families.

therefore ...

Cam put his arm around the hostess's shoulder and said, "I have many stories about my trip." 」

"When I am traveling, I always want to tell Hannah these stories. 」

Instead of smiling, the hostess shed more tears, then nodded and sobbed:

"Hannah is really looking forward to it. She really wants to hear the story of Cam ... "

"Cam, you should wait until you have enough rest to see her, but ..."

Kamm interrupted the apology of the hostess:

"I'm going to see her now. 」

Time is running out.

Hannah, the only daughter of the hotel owner, may take her last breath before dawn tomorrow.

Cam put the luggage on the ground and gently opened Hannah's door.

Hannah was born sickly. Not to mention traveling, she doesn't even know the town where she was born and raised ... no, she hasn't even been near her home.

The child may not grow up. ...

That's what the doctor told his parents.

The little girl was born as beautiful as a doll, but God gave her a miserable fate.

Or maybe God wanted to make up for his misery, so he made her reincarnate as the only daughter of the owner of a small hotel next to the street.

Hannah's not going anywhere.

However, the guests who stayed in the hotel before would tell Hannah all kinds of stories about the country, the city, the scenery and people he didn't know.

Whenever a new guest comes to the hotel, Hannah will definitely ask:

"Where are you from, sir?" "Where are you going? 」

Please tell me an interesting story, sir.

Whenever a guest tells about her trip, Hannah always listens carefully and her eyes shine.

She would eagerly ask, "Then what? Then john young "urged the guests to continue to speak. When the guests leave the hotel, she will pester them and say, "Come again! You have to tell me many stories about distant countries! 」

Then she will wave to the departing guests until she can no longer see them, and then she will sigh alone and go back to bed.

Hannah is still asleep.

There is no one else in the room, which may mean that she is terminally ill and even the doctor is helpless.

Cam sat in the chair beside the bed and smiled and said, "Hi, I'm back. 」

Hannah didn't respond. Her thin flat chest undulates slightly.

"This time I went to the other side of the sea, that is, the side where the sun surfaced. Looking out of the window of this room, I can see a mountain. I got on the boat at a port farther than that mountain. From the full moon to the ocean and sky ... Hannah, can you imagine? Although you have never seen the sea, many people should have told you, right? The ocean is an endless super swimming pool. 」

Ha ha laugh ... Cam couldn't help laughing himself. Hannah's pale cheeks seemed to twitch slightly.

She can hear you. Although she can't speak or see, she can still hear.

Cam believed that she could hear and prayed that it was true. Cam went on telling the story of the trip.

Cam said nothing to Hannah.

As before, he gave Hannah a gentle smile that others had never seen before, and continued to tell stories in a cheerful tone, sometimes with gestures and body language.

He talked about the blue ocean,

Talking about the blue sky.

But he didn't talk about the fierce wyndell dichinson incident at sea. ...

He always skips this kind of thing.

Hannah was a little girl when Cam first stayed in this hotel.

Where are you from, sir? "She asked with lisping children's voice.

"Can you tell me many stories?" When he smiled naively at Cam,

Cam felt a faint but bright light in his heart.

At that time, Cam had just returned from the battlefield.

No, it should be said that he just finished a war.

On the way to the next battlefield.

Until now, his life has been from one battlefield to another. ...

He has killed countless enemies and seen countless comrades die in battle. However, whether you are an enemy or a friend depends entirely on fate. If the wheel of fate turns in the other direction, maybe the enemy will become compatriots and the compatriots will become enemies. This is the fate of mercenaries.

Cam's heart is empty and extremely lonely. Kamm, who has endless life, is not afraid of death. Because of this, every soldier's facial expression, distorted by fear and painfully dead, is always printed in his mind.

Cam who travels usually spends the night with alcohol, trying to paralyze himself with drunkenness ... or, he just pretends to be drunk and forces himself to forget things he can't forget.

However, when Hannah smiled and pestered Cam, she said, "Hey, have you been traveling for a long time? Say a lot of things I don't know, okay? " Cam felt that he got deeper and warmer comfort than being drunk.

So cam began to say ...

A beautiful flower seen on the battlefield ...

The night before the war, the beautiful scenery of the forest was shrouded in dense fog. ...

When I fled to the canyon after defeat, I took a sip of sweet spring. ...

After the war, the endless clear sky ...

Cam never talks about sadness or the ugly humanity he saw on the battlefield. He concealed the fact that he was a mercenary, and never answered the question of why he always traveled constantly, but continued to talk about beautiful, lovely and beautiful things.

He did it not only for innocent Hannah,

He kept telling these beautiful stories for himself.

Until now, he still thinks so.

Living in Hannah's hotel has become a little fun in Cam's life. He told Han all kinds of memories of his trip, and at the same time felt that he had been redeemed to some extent.

Five years, ten years ... Cam and Hannah's friendship never stopped. In these years, Hannah grew up slowly, but as the doctor predicted, death approached day by day.

So, now ... Cam has finished the story of his last trip.

They will never meet again, and Cam will never tell her stories again.

Before dawn, the deepest moment of the night,

Hannah's breathing interval is getting longer and longer.

Accompanied by her parents and Cam, Hannah's faint light of life is going out.

The faint light in cam's heart will also go out.

From tomorrow, Cam will continue to travel alone. ...

There is no end, a long journey.

Cam whispered:

"Hannah, you are going to travel soon. You will go to a world that no one has told you and no one can fully understand. You can finally get out of bed and start anywhere freely. 」

Cam wants to tell her that death is not sadness, but joy mixed with tears.

"It's Hannah's turn this time. You should tell everyone the memories of your trip! 」

Hannah's parents will leave one day and embark on the same journey.

Hannah will meet all the guests she has met on the other side of the sky one day.

But ... I can't go there.

I can't escape from this world.

Hannah, I'll never see you again.

"This is not a farewell, you just set out to travel. 」

Cam said the last sentence.

"Regret it. 」

This is also the last lie.

Hannah is on her way.

With a serene smile on her face,

It's like saying "I'm leaving" to my family before going out.

finally ...

Hannah will never open her eyes again,

Slowly leave a line of tears.

(End)

Dream of the Millennium Dream II

In the buzzing hotel,

A traveler sat alone in the corner drinking. This is Cam.

A man walks into a bar. He is a burly man. From his clothes, he can see at a glance that he is a soldier. Perhaps it is because he has experienced a long journey, his uniform is covered with dust, and his face is covered with hidden fatigue. Even so, his eyes are sharp. That's the expression that a real soldier will have.

The noise of the pub condensed at the moment the man stepped in, and all the drinkers present looked at the soldiers with fear but gratitude.

The long war with neighboring countries is finally over. Soldiers who have been fighting in the front line have set foot on their way home one by one. This man is obviously one of them.

The soldier sat at one end of the table, next to Cam, gulping down the wine.

It's not so much booze as men pouring wine into their mouths as if they were going to swallow bitter water together.

Two, three, four. ...

A drunkard with a false and flattering smile approached the soldier's seat with a bottle. The drunkard who looks like a cunning local ruffian said:

"Let me please defend the soldiers for a drink! 」

The soldier asked the hooligan to fill his wine with a straight face.

"How does it feel to fight at the front? You must have won many medals, didn't you? 」

The soldier raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass without saying a word.

The rogue helped the soldier pour the second glass of wine, and the smile on his face was even more exaggerated.

"Tell me about your heroic deeds. How many people have you killed with thick arms? 」

Without saying a word, the soldier suddenly spilled wine on the rogue's face.

The rascal angrily pulled out his knife,

At this time, Cam blew the knife away with one punch.

The hooligans, who were awed by the momentum of Cam and soldiers, cursed and fled in panic.

The two men looked at the back of the hooligans fleeing and couldn't help smiling at each other. Even if they didn't say a word, Cam understood the pain hidden in the soldiers' hearts. Soldiers who have also seen countless death scenes also feel that there is gloom hidden under Cam's expression.

The pub resumed its noisy atmosphere.

Cam and the soldiers began to drink.

"I have a wife and daughter in my hometown. ...

I haven't seen them since I joined the war three years ago. 」

A shy smile appeared on the soldier's face. He took out a photo of his wife and daughter from his uniform pocket and handed it to Cam.

The photo shows his innocent wife and young daughter.

"Because of them, I can survive.

The motivation that supports me to continue fighting is the idea of going home alive. 」

"Is your home far from here? 」

"No, my home is in the village opposite the hill ahead. My wife and daughter should be waiting for me to go home after hearing the news of the end of the war! 」

So he should be able to go home tonight.

"But," the soldier swallowed a mouthful of wine and said bitterly:

"I'm afraid to go home. 」

"Why? 」

"I want to see them, but I'm afraid to let them see my face. ...

In the past three years, I have killed countless people. In order to survive, I really have no choice, but the enemies I killed also have family members waiting for them to go home. 」

This is the cruelty of war and the fate of soldiers.

The rule of survival on the battlefield is to kill the enemy before being killed by him.

"On the battlefield, there is no extra time to think. I can only try my best to live every day. But after the war, I finally woke up and found that my face was engraved with the sins of the past three years. This face is the face of a murderer. I don't want my wife and daughter to see me like this ... "

The soldier took out a leather bag and took out a small stone from it.

Said it was the original stone he found on his first expedition.

"Is that a gem?" Cam asked doubtfully. The stone on the table is turbid and black, and there is no horrible light that a gem should have.

"When I first picked it up, it still glowed. I thought my daughter would be very happy if I took it home to watch it. 」

But it became more and more turbid and gradually lost its moving color.

"Every time I kill an enemy, this stone will show signs of bleeding.

Three years later, it became like this, almost completely black. In the past three years, my sin has penetrated into this stone ... this is the stone of sin ... "

Cam said without thinking, "Don't be too hard on yourself. Of course you have to do this to survive. 」

"My psychology is very clear. Although it is clear ... but the enemy I killed also has family and relatives waiting for them to go home ... "

The soldier then asked Cam, "You have a family, don't you? 」

Cam shook his head gently. "I have no family. 」

"Hometown? 」

"I have no hometown. 」

"... have you been traveling? 」

"Well, yes. 」

With a grain of salt and a wry smile, the soldier put the "Stone of Sin" in a leather bag.

"If every time I kill a person, the stone of sin darkens a little, does that mean that every time I save a person, I can make the stone of sin regain its lost light? 」

Kamm silently drinking wine, stood up and said to the soldiers sitting in a chair:

"Have a place to go back, just go home. No matter how heavy the burden, you should go home. Your wife and daughter will understand that you are not a sinner, but a brave soldier, trying to survive on the battlefield and kill the enemy. 」

"... it's nice to meet someone who said that to me. 」

The soldier stretched out his right hand and just shook hands with Cam.

"Have a nice trip." The soldier said.

"Your journey is coming to an end." Cam smiled and walked to the door.

Suddenly, the rogue appeared behind Cam and pointed a pistol at Cam.

"danger! 」

The soldier shouted and hurried to catch up from behind.

When Cam heard the soldier's cry and turned back, the rogue shouted:

"This is a reply for you!" Pull the trigger.

At the moment of pulling the trigger, the figure of the soldier suddenly jumped between them.

The bullet hit him in the abdomen.

The soldier saved people as he wished.

The soldier sacrificed his only life,

In exchange for the life of Kyoto Electronics Industry Co., Ltd., Japan, he will never age or die.

The fallen unconscious soldier took out his purse just now.

"... help me look at the stone of sin. " ...

Now it should be brighter ... Ha ha laugh ... "

Blood gushed from the soldier's mouth with his faint laughter.

Cam looked at the bag and said to the soldier:

"It's beautiful, the jewels are shining! 」

"Are you? Great ... My daughter will be very happy ... "

The soldier smiled contentedly and reached for his purse.

Cam put the bag back in the soldier's hand and folded his fingers carefully.

Swallowing the last breath, the bag slipped from the soldier's hand and fell to the ground.

The soldier's face was calm.

Then, the "stone of sin" rolled out of the bag, but it was still dark.

(End)

Millennium dream 3

It is a small town with lovely white flowers, and white flowers bloom silently on the street corner. Without flower beds or gardens, clusters of beautiful white flowers naturally blend into the street view, as if they had been born with buildings since ancient times, forming a very interesting picture.

In early spring, there is still snow on the hill behind the town, while the south of the town faces a whole piece of Wang Yang sea. At this moment, the ocean is bathed in sunshine, full of peace and gentleness.

This is a prosperous port town since ancient times.

To this day, many passenger ships and cargo ships still enter and leave the port every day.

But the history of this lovely town,

However, taking a certain day of a certain year as the dividing point, it can be divided into "before" and "after".

The time watershed recorded in the historical chronology,

This is a day that every resident of this city doesn't want to talk about.

It was a sad memory for them.

Cam knows about this.

So, he came to this town again.

"Are you a traveler? 」

Asked the tavern owner, and Cam smiled back.

"Come to see the celebration? Have a good time. 」

The shopkeeper is in a good mood. He had a few drinks with the guests just now. Although he blushed, none of the guests were so drunk. The pub was crowded with guests and laughter broke out. Even the voices of passers-by chatting outside the pub are clearly introduced into the store.

On the annual celebration day in the town, most people party all night until dawn.

"Guest, have you found a place to spend the night tonight? It's too slow to find it now The hotels in the city are full tonight. 」

"Well ... I think so too."

"However, on such a night, probably few guests will sleep in the hotel bed. 」

You too? The shopkeeper blinked as if he thought he knew Kamm well.

"Tonight, the city council will hold the biggest and craziest banquet you have ever seen. Whether you are a local or a foreigner, whether you want to drink, eat meat, gamble or find a woman, no one will have a problem. 」

Cam quietly sipped the wine in the cup.

He is not worried about staying here tonight, because he won't sleep, but he won't take part in the celebration.

Cam will pray to the sky at the deepest moment of the page before dawn, and then appear between the sea and the sky that day, bathed in soft sunshine, and he will leave the town, just like his last visit to the town. At that time, the shopkeeper who was about to become grandpa was just an infant.

"This cup is my treat! 」

The shopkeeper poured the wine into Cam's glass, and then asked with suspicious eyes:

"You are specially to attend the celebration? 」

"No.

"So you don't know the celebration?

So you happen to be here tonight? 」

"Well ... so to speak. 」

"If you are here to talk about business, forget it.

Nobody talks about anything serious tonight. 」

"Because tonight is a special night." The owner said.

"You should have heard of it?

A long time ago, this town was in ruins. 」

There are two reasons for dividing history into "before" and "after".

One is the birth or death of a hero or savior,

The other is war, plague or natural disasters.

The reason that divides the history of this town in two is a big earthquake.

Without warning,

Sleepers have no chance to escape.

The earth cracked, and buildings and roads broke instantly.

The flame spread quickly everywhere, and the whole town was in flames in an instant.

Most residents were killed in that big earthquake.

"Can't imagine? I was just a child, and I heard from the school teacher. As for the legend of "resurrection sacrifice", I didn't understand it at all because I was still young at that time. It's been a long time since the earthquake, and even we locals can't imagine it today, let alone a foreigner like you. You must have no idea. 」

"... so today's celebration is called" resurrection sacrifice "? 」

"Yes, a special celebration was held to celebrate the resurrection of this town from the ruins. 」

Cam took a sip of wine with a wry smile.

"What's so funny?" Asked the shopkeeper.

"When I was here last time, it was called' Earthquake Remembrance Day'.

At that time, there was no habit of getting together like today. 」

"Guest, what are you talking about?

Since childhood, tonight's celebration is called "Resurrection Sacrifice". 」

"That was a long time before you were sensible. 」

"... hey? 」

"Earlier, it was called' comfort sacrifice'. Everyone will light waxed bamboo, mourn the family and friends who died in the earthquake together, and sincerely pray that the deceased will rest in peace. 」

"Listen to you, how like personal experience? 」

"I did experience it. 」

The shopkeeper scoffed and laughed.

"Guest, you must be drunk. Listen, tonight is a celebration, so I forgive you, but you'd better not talk nonsense in front of others. Everyone's ancestors were survivors of that disaster, including me. 」

Cam knows exactly what he is saying, but he doesn't expect his master to understand.

He just wants to make sure that people in this city remember the tragedy. Behind the bright smile, are there scars of past memories?

When the shopkeeper wanted to greet other guests, he reminded Cam again:

"To be honest, I advise you not to brag.

That earthquake was 200 years ago. 」

Cam didn't answer anything,

Just quietly drinking wine.

Among the victims who died in that tragedy two hundred years ago, his wife and daughter were also included.

Neither old nor dead, Cam has married many wives and had many children, but they are the two people he will never forget.

At that time, cam was working in the port.

He lives a happy life with his wife, daughter and family of three.

No matter yesterday, today or tomorrow, every day is the same happy day.

People in the city firmly believe in this belief, even Lian Kai's wife and daughter.

But Cam knows that he will live forever, although he has countless today and tomorrow.

At the same time, I also tasted the pain of leaving countless times.

How can a mortal with limited life understand the pain caused by this "forever"?

A happy life will come to an end one day, not forever.

But it's not sad,

It is precisely because people can't get "forever" that they will cherish "now" and know compassion.

Cam likes to take his daughter to see flowers.

Especially the flowers that have not been picked.

There is a flower in this town that blooms at sunrise and withers before sunset.

This delicate little white flower always blooms in early spring.

Cam's daughter likes flowers very much. He knew it was not easy to bloom, so he never reached out and picked flowers, but stared at the small flowers for a long time. What a gentle girl.

So was that year. ...

"The flowers are blooming! The bud has grown so big! 」

Cam's daughter found the bud of a small white flower on the road near her home and said happily.

"Will it bloom tomorrow? 」

"Of course, get up early tomorrow and have a look. The voice of the wife's answer is also full of excitement.

"But, unfortunately, it finally bloomed and withered at once. 」

"What does that matter? It's lucky to see flowers blooming, isn't it? 」

"But ... it's good for us, but isn't it pitiful for Xiaohua?

I finally blossomed, but withered on the same day. 」

"Well, that's right ..."

A sense of loneliness crept into the room. Cam smiled and said to his wife and daughter ...

"The so-called happiness is not the length of time. 」

"Hey? Dad, what does this mean? 」

"No matter how short a flower is in full bloom, as long as you try to produce beautiful flowers and give off pleasant fragrance in a limited time, that is the happiness of flowers. 」

Maybe this explanation is too profound for the younger daughter. He nodded incredulously, then smiled and said, "Since Dad said so, it can't be wrong. 」

Your smile is more beautiful than a blooming flower.

Cam later regretted not saying this to his daughter.

Because then he found out,

What I explained to my daughter at that time turned out to be a prophecy.

"Tomorrow is not going to see flowers? Go to bed early. 」

"good!" The daughter replied forcefully.

"Mom also wants to sleep. 」

"well. So, good night, dad. 」

"I went to sleep, good night. 」

Cam took a sip of wine to relieve fatigue and replied to his daughter and wife, "Good night. 」

That was the last conversation between him and his family.

In the early morning, a big earthquake hit the whole port town.

Japan's Kyoto electronics industry co., ltd.' s house collapsed

Dear wife and daughter, before I say good morning to Cam,

In a deep sleep, I entered another unconscious world.

The town was instantly destroyed, but the morning sun still rose as usual.

In the ruins, small white flowers are still blooming.

That's the little white flower that my daughter wants to see most.

Cam wanted to pick the flowers and put them next to her daughter's cold body, but soon gave up the idea.

You can't pick flowers.

Small white flowers only have a life span of one day, and no one has the right to take them away. People living in this land have no right.

Cam can't tell her daughter "wait for me in heaven".

I can't say "one day dad will be with you".

He will never see his beloved again.

Never dying means that you have to endure eternal separation and live alone.

Cam continued his long journey.

In his meaningless but dying years, the earth has experienced many wars, rainstorms and natural disasters. People live and die. The drama of love and separation is constantly staged between people. There are countless laughs and countless sorrows. There are constant quarrels between people, and people also love and forgive others. Past experiences have accumulated into history, and every tear in the past has finally become a wish.

Cam continued his long journey.

Gradually, he seldom returned to the short port town where his wife and daughter lived together.

However, Cam has never forgotten them.

Cam continued his long journey.

After a long journey, he returned to this port city.

It was late at night, and the town became more and more lively. When the eastern sky turned a fish-belly grey, everyone fell silent.

Cam stood in the central square of the town. People attending the celebration came to the square one after another, and suddenly it was crowded with people.

"Hey, you're here. 」

The pub owner patted Cam on the shoulder.

Cam smiled gently. The owner is a little embarrassed to say:

"I just forgot to tell you one thing. 」

"... what is this? 」

"er ... the earthquake was a long time ago, and even my parents and grandparents didn't know. So after listening to your words, I still can't imagine that this place was once in ruins. 」

"Well ... I understand. 」

"However, even without personal experience, some things will not be forgotten. Not only I but also other people in this city have not forgotten the earthquake that happened 200 years ago. Although we can't imagine, but we never forget ... "

When Cam nodded again to show his understanding, solemn music sounded in the square. This is the moment when the earthquake hit this town two hundred years ago.

The crowd gathered in the square closed their eyes, folded their hands and concentrated on prayer.

The owner and cam are no exception.

Cam closed his eyes, and his wife and daughter were sure that tomorrow would come. Why can beauty and sadness coexist?

The music stopped,

The sun has risen in the morning.

And countless small white flowers are blooming everywhere.

After 200 years, the varieties of small white flowers have also changed.

Scientists believe that the earthquake changed the soil quality, but who knows the real reason?

The life span of flowers has also been extended.

Flowers that used to wither in one day can last for three or four days now.

Small white flowers that have not withered on the leaves constitute the whole town in the morning light.

It lives so hard that it seems to prolong the lives of those who have no time to see "tomorrow".

(End)

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