[The universe is probably crazy.
Or rather, that's what it is.
In the crowded and indifferent arena of the Milky Way, both civilizations firmly believe that they have found the optimal solution.
Human beings have elegantly castrated the potential of the other half, romanticized men as "meteor fire", and then happily discarded them after a short period of burning, thus creating the monument of civilization as the "eternal flower". Efficient and full of beauty.
The Seran people went one step further. Their female "weavers" are the minds of civilization, calmly weaving the future; while the male "carriers" are the trunks of civilization, silently carrying all the painful memories and the weight of death until their lungs become fibrotic and suffocate in the air. Reasonable and logical.
Look, what a wonderful social design.
Until a trivial variable contaminates two perfect systems at the same time.
Variable A: Leah.
A "standard part" from the human public care system, an atomized scientific researcher with no past and no future. Her existence proves that human beings can be as precise and lonely as a screw.
Variable B: Cleers.
A Drell assassin, a precision weapon on the verge of becoming obsolete. The corridors of his memory are filled with "necessary evils" sacrificed to civilization, now being slowly and gracefully broken down by lung stones. His death should have been an insignificant footnote in Dreyer's social cycle.
A trivial space traffic accident that originated nineteen years ago brought the "remnants" of these two civilizations together.
She has lost her memory and is trying to rebuild logic in the ruins of her life.
Carrying all his memories, he is trying to deconstruct the meaning before the end of his life.
Thus, an illegal sociological experiment quietly unfolded among the ruins of two souls.
They talk about pain, responsibility and freedom.
They parse memory, emotion and existence.
They use cold scientific research data to demonstrate the rationality of hugging.
They use their dying senses to measure the physical constant called "hope".
They didn't know that their quiet self-rescue was quietly turning into the most vicious mockery of the foundations of two civilizations and the trigger for a political storm sweeping the interstellar world.
——When a screw decides to fall in love with a weapon, the entire assembly line trembles.
[Instructions for reading (maybe useless)]
1. This is not a simple love story, it is a noisy observation report from the edge of civilization.
2. You'll see a lot of cool-looking but useless discussions about social structures, bioethics, and the philosophy of consciousness.
3. Neither of the two protagonists has the will or ability to save the universe. They just want to understand each other before the universe completely swallows them up.
4. The ending can be defined as HE in a sense, but given that the nature of the universe is entropy increase, please take the word "happy" with a grain of salt.
5. Bring your towel and your cute little head.
Purpose: This story aims to prove that no matter how sophisticated the social design is, it cannot withstand the illegal overreach of two individuals who are defined as loopholes at the end of their lives.