What people can't understand is the reason for the sadness in that [Blues] -- like not understanding why Spike must go to a duel that is doomed to never survive.
The universe is so big, stupid men stare at the burning stars in the porthole, and bravely laugh at the poverty and death that go hand in hand.
But he couldn't face the bleeding wounds in his heart and the unbearable past.
Spike's prosthetic eye.
jet's prosthesis.
Their silence is like the fading protoss, which end up in the silent future, approaching step by step at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The difference between them is that Spike's tenderness is reserved for the past. The tenderness of jet is reserved for the future.
The jet's woman dumped him, and their marriage broke down without warning. His wife ran away from home, and when Jet finally found her again on Enceladus, without waiting to ask her, she confessed that she didn't love her anymore. There was no reason. She met a young and handsome big boy, and she decided to take loan sharks. For her to be able to shoot and kill, she wants exciting adventures and freedom without consequences, and she wants their lives to be dominated by herself. So jet, who was calm and planned, became the one holding her back. Jet arranged her life so well that she felt like a delicate cat in a cage. This was not what she wanted. This kind of life suffocated her. In the roar of disgust, Jet smiled at her muzzle, and he finally understood that what he gave was not necessarily what she wanted, and what he thought was good was actually a kind of torture to her.
So jet was relieved, wished her well, and turned to leave.
And Spike and his women, before they met each other, were complete and independent people, tenacious souls who could think that life could go on alone, until the moment when their eyes crossed, they knew that the long torment was just for waiting, Involuntarily rushing to each other is all the reason to go to that day. They weave their lives together, and when one side leaves, the other side is shaky like a kite with a broken string.
So Spike ended up in a pool of blood, and when dawn came, silently, forever asleep. That happy smile seems to have embarked on a journey of chasing a new [dream].
Spike always said "It's like a dream".
It is because his life is real and illusory, his sorrow is real, his happiness is real, his possession is real, and his loss is real.
In the huge universe, the world measured by billions of stars and infinite light-years, he can meet that woman, let him understand his loneliness and incompleteness, and let him understand his desire and purpose. This woman knew everything about him and gave him everything he could not get. She understood his every changing reaction and trusted every silent choice he made. She and Spike fell in love and separated because of love, separated from each other in two worlds, missing and chasing each other. Spike can only survive by the memories of being with her. Those intertwined fingers and lingering tiredness that have actually happened have been remembered countless times in dreams, reminding him of the meaning of living in this world. He dances with swords, lets bullets grazed the corners of his clothes, walks in dangerous areas with a cigarette in his mouth, drives an airship through the atmosphere, he does all crazy things with confidence, because he believes that his muse is protecting the world He—he knew that in order to meet her again, he would not die, and no matter what kind of desperate situation he was in, he could rely on his love for her to find a chance.
So at the moment of goodbye, she said that in the same place, he was in the same place. When we parted many years ago, I tore off the address that wrote the cemetery - after so many years, it still makes the two lovers unforgettable.
She believed that he would come, just as he believed that she would come - even after so many years, women, being capricious and lovely.
The elopement of the last decision was stopped by the sound of gunshots—
It was a nightmare, he was holding the body of his lover.
What is the most frustrating?
Spike knew that she was dead, the body in his arms gradually lost its temperature, and his breathing calmed down. He forced her to embed her in his body, but found his heartbeat to stop beating in despair, and cruelly announced that she had left this world forever.
"I will be alone forever"
"Eternally missing half of my soul"
"There will never be another her in this world"
Spike returned to his partner for the last time, said that he was hungry, and finished eating the shredded green peppers fried by jet with a smile, and jet asked him the reason for farewell: is it for women?
Spike replied with a smile: to know why he lives.
Mayfair pointed a gun at his head and begged him not to go.
Spike didn't stop in the end.
He couldn't bear to tell his sister. Longer ago, it was also his heart that stopped along with the bullet that was shot into his lover's body.
A man's love is sometimes stupid and outrageous. Spike didn't know when he fell in love with that woman. Did she say that her eyes and pupils were different colors? Or was she on the verge of death and she picked it up to save her life? Is it her lustrous skin and that intoxicating kiss on the white sheets? It was her gentle and firm gaze that was hard to look straight at.
Is it a good dream?
To be able to meet a woman who takes herself as the purpose of her life.
How could she not repay her choice with her whole life?
The morning light drives away the haze, and the extinguished life cuts through the arc of the sky, like a cigarette butt that melts in the darkness when a man turns and leaves. The silence when saying goodbye was a splendid scar left by a foolish man to the world.
wake up?
Just do another one.
After many years.
When his friends finally remember him, they will surely believe that until the last moment of his life, he will still greet death with a free and easy smile:
In this life, trying your best to fall in love with a woman is worth it.
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