I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

1775: Lin Zefeng, a native of Beichen, personally drove a train carrying 34 small carriages and successfully tested it. From then on, human transportation industry entered an era powered by steam.

The following year, steam trains also started operating in Britannia.

In 1776, after more than ten years of outward expansion, Ramses II successfully conquered most of the Arab lands and declared the establishment of the Great Egyptian Empire, covering an area of ​​more than million square kilometers. It was second only to Egypt in the world. The great powers of Litania, Beichen and Russia.

And he succeeded to the throne in the Great Temple in Cairo.

1790: The East completes its first industrial revolution.

1800: Arthur led Britannia to complete the first industrial revolution. At the beginning of the 56th century, Arthur was years old.

More than forty years have passed since Xia came to this world.

In March of this year.

Xia Ya was arranging his collar in the bedroom and put on a very decent suit. His face remained unchanged from forty years ago. At the moment when he carried the power of fate, his time also stopped. .

If this room hadn't been different from the past, maybe it wouldn't have felt like decades had passed.

In fact, Xia Ya feels the same way. His life is very monotonous, but he still has many hobbies, but time always flies.

Perhaps this is the case for an immortal species like him.

The bedroom is larger than before, with a small balcony on one side and a huge floor-to-ceiling window that separates the outdoors from the indoors.

Through the balcony, you can see the snow-covered mountain peaks. The blizzard is raging outside. At a glance, it is so white that even the castle seems to be swallowed up by the blizzard.

This is deep in the Himalayas.

"Do you want to go out?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Ya turned his head. A little girl was leaning against the door, half of her body hidden behind the door, looking at Xia Ya timidly.

The girl looks to be only three or four years old, and her appearance is very delicate, as if she was fabricated by God himself. Especially her pair of dark green eyes, which exude a sense of tranquility.

Her long black hair was spread casually, but it seemed to have some dark green luster.

Xia Ya smiled with soft eyes, "Yeah, let's go out to meet some old friends."

The girl was silent for a moment. She seemed to want to talk to Xia Ya more, but she couldn't find any topic for a while, and then she said.

"Then when will you come back?"

"Before dinner."

Xia Ya walked towards the girl, picked her up, and let her sit on his right arm. She was very light and very small. Xia Ya couldn't feel the weight at all when he held her.

It also smells like a baby.

The girl obviously didn't expect that Xia Ya would pick her up, so she was a little flustered, but she soon calmed down.

"Want to come with me?" Xia Ya whispered.

The girl nodded.

Xia Ya just held her and walked down the stairs, chatting as he walked.

"What did your mother name you?"

"Sisi," the girl said, "my mother calls me that."

"This should be a nickname." Xia Ya said, "That means your mother hasn't given you a name yet?"

He thought for a while, "The English name is Akasha. In Sanskrit, it means shining, and it has derived a very special meaning.

Let’s call her Xia Qian in Chinese. "

Sissi's face showed a slightly distressed look.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ya asked softly.

"There are too many names," she said.

Xia Ya smiled and said, "The name is just a code name. Let others call you whatever you want others to call you."

The girl thought for a moment, "I still want to call her Sissi."

"it is good."

Xia Ya walked downstairs with the girl in her arms, twitched the door handle, and opened the door. Outside the door was no longer the ice and snow of the Himalayas, but a sea of ​​gorgeous flowers. The rich fragrance of flowers hit her face, and there were different kinds of flowers. flowers are in bloom.

This is Tashili's courtyard.

The girl had obviously never seen such a scene before, and the scene in front of her made her a little surprised.

"This place hasn't been taken care of in a long time."

Xia Ya carried the girl into the garden. There were already many weeds growing on the ground, but even so, the flowers were still very beautiful.

"Your mother used to love this garden."

The girl's eyes scanned the surrounding area.

Xia took the girl through the small town of Sashili and entered a public cemetery at the other end of the town, where he stood in front of one of the tombstones.

The tombstone is connected to the tomb chamber. It is very luxurious, like a huge yurt, but it is made of granite. The tombstone is a door. Once it is closed, it cannot be opened again.

On that tombstone, you can see a very familiar name.

【Hart Valentine】

Hart was already in his thirties when he obtained Char's destiny. His lifespan and method of death were already written in the Book of the Dead, so it was naturally impossible for him to still be alive today.

This day was his memorial day, and Charia did not catch up with his funeral. He had some more important matters at that time, but Arthur was present in person, causing quite a stir in Sassi.

Throughout his life, he is definitely a legend to the people of this town, and his name will always remain in this town.

For Xia Ya, he is also a friend who has a similar personality to his own.

It's not like Xia Ya hasn't seen him in the past few decades. Xia Ya has always seen his aging.

He has actually experienced a lot of things over the years, such as being rebelled by his subordinates, being assassinated by gunmen, entering the hospital for rescue, and almost not surviving.

However, these difficulties were solved by him.

But Xia still didn't have much real feeling about his death.

It wasn't until he actually stood in front of this tombstone that he suddenly realized that in this world, the man named Hart Valentine had disappeared forever.

At this moment, Xia Ya finally had some empathy with the old man.

All the things that we have been emotionally invested in in the past will be vulnerable to the passage of time.

All things are fleeting in the face of eternity.

"What is this?" the girl in Xia Ya's arms asked.

"My friend." Char said.

Sissi raised her head and looked at the tomb in confusion, "So, there is a person lying in here?"

"more or less."

"Who is he?"

"A good man." Char said.

He stared at the tombstone quietly. There was very little description of his deeds on the tombstone, or in other words, there was only one sentence:

【A good man】

This may be left by his descendants based on his last words. All his merits and demerits, no need for him to boast about them, are left to the comments of future generations.

Xia Ya silently raised his hand, a bouquet of flowers appeared in his hand, and he slowly placed the flowers in front of the tombstone.

Then he turned around and left. Since he has become an immortal, he will always have to accept the cycle of life and death.

After Hart's death, the Valentine family supported by him split many times, mainly because branch families located in various parts of Europe chose to become independent.

However, the main body of the Valentine family still exists, but with his passing, Mafia, an organization that was established in the past to protect the village and resist invasion, will eventually go astray as its destiny will inevitably lead.

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