Blue Archives: the Glorious Years

Why are things always so bad for Hongdong? This is a college built on the snowfields and in the cold wind. It always seems to be huddled in a corner of Kivotos. There is no news or even scandal, only some stereotyped jokes that people like to talk about, spreading outside the snowfield. When did Hongdong start to become such a little transparent? No one pays attention to this matter, and the people who spread those Hongdong jokes don't know, as if this has always been like this. However, the red winter above the snowfield is not really a frozen block of ice that looks like a stereotype. It was still conscious, like a survivor huddled in the wind and snow, struggling to rub stones in an attempt to start a fire. No one cares, it's just for itself. Sparks loomed between the stones, accompanying it through the long years. When Xia Lai's teacher appeared, the survivor only glanced up. What about others? Nothing has changed. It is like Sisyphus who is always pushing the boulder, except that what he wants to do is to collide with the flint in his hand, hoping that a spark will burst out, and then watch it dissipate with his own eyes. But it is not Sisyphus after all, and there is no eternity in the world. There will always be a moment when it will freeze to death in the snowfield; or it will burn the entire red winter with a spark from a certain collision.