Cat and Rose - Cat & Rose - Chapter 38 - The Second Law of Thermodynamics (7)
Chapter 38 – The Second Law of Thermodynamics (7)
Lin Si recognised her.
âLing Jing,â he said. âDid Zheng Shu give you that?â
âYeah⌠Zheng Shu said it was a birthday present,â said Ling Yi.
Holding the photo, Lin Si looked at each and every person in it.
âIn the end, only Su Ting and Ye Selin boarded the spaceship,â he said, âthey all died through the Berlin virus, or they didnât get a ship ticket.â
Ling Yi said, âLing Jing didnât go on the spaceship either?â
âNo,â said Lin Si. âYe Selin never mentioned it, and her name wasnât on the ship.â
Ling Yi did not reply, but suspicion rose from his heart.
Ling Jing did not board the spaceship?
But the words behind the photo were exactly the same handwriting as the words in the poetry collection he saw at Zheng Shuâs.
If that person was not Ling Jing, then it could only have been Ye Selin.
But why would Ye Selin write such sorrowful lines behind a random photo taken at Zheng Shu and Ling Jingâs engagement?
Moreover, Ye Selin would absolutely never write those words in the notebook.
Ling Yi clearly recalled what he saw in the notebook: âWhy is Lin Si on the ship? He shouldnât be here!â
That absolutely could not have been Ye Selin. Ye Selin knew the reason why Lin Si was on the spaceship, and even encouraged him.
Therefore, the owner of that handwriting could only have been Ling Jing, his sister⌠But Lin Si said that Ling Jing did not board the spaceship. Could there be another person who knew Lin Si and was very close to Zheng Shu?
Ling Yi could not think of one.
He felt upset.
Lin Si did not know what Ling Yi was thinking. After he finished looking at the photo, he returned it to Ling Yi.
âHalf a month after their engagement banquet, the virus broke out in the Berlin laboratory,â said Lin Si flatly. âThat morning Adelaide wasnât feeling well, so I went to the laboratory late.â
Ling Yi looked at him.
âOn the way there, I suddenly received a colleagueâs message,â said Lin Si. âIt was a very short âdonât come to the laboratoryâ.â
Nobody would send such a message without reason, especially within that environment.
At that time, Lin Si immediately realised something had happened at the laboratory.
âA working sample had mutated, and turned into a highly contagious gene virus. The staff immediately did a risk assessment. Even before I arrived, they had already closed off all the roads and imposed a restricted area five kilometres from the laboratory.â
âAt that time, none of us were knowledgeable about the virusâ characteristics, so we took the strictest protective measures, but we still couldnât prevent the virus from spreading,â Lin Si gazed at the starry sky. âMy neighbours at that time asked me how they could protect themselves from infection, I could only suggest that they move to another country.â
âDid you not leave?â
âThe best genetic experiment facilities worldwide were all in the Berlin laboratory. If one needed to combat a virus, they needed to use them, but nobody could enter the laboratory again. Two days later, Ye Selin established the Wilkins Laboratory, and only then did we have some up-to-par research facilities. I went there after going through quarantine.â
Ling Yi widened his eyes, âIf Adelaide wasnât sick that day, would you have gotten infected?â
âItâs possible,â said Lin Si. âBut at that time I wasnât the most diligent personâŚif I arrived at the usual time, I wouldâve still run into the restricted area.â
Ling Yi continued to ask, âWas there anyone from the laboratory who survived?â
âThe people who were in the laboratory before it was closed off had all been tested positive for the virus,â said Lin Si.
The most pioneering researchers of genetics, the most pioneering facilities and devices, as well as many unpublished scholarship and almost-completed results, were all gathered in the Berlin laboratory.
And right thenâthey were all gone.
To combat the virus, those were the most important things.
When Ye Selin established the Wilkins Laboratory, they managed to gather just enough strength to research the virus.
Ling Yi looked at Lin Si. He never experienced those things, but could use his limited imagination to envisionâthe desperate research, the atmosphere of terror, the widespread death.
He thought about the second law of thermodynamics that Lin Si talked about before, and asked him, âIs death also a form of entropy increase?â
Lin Si let out a laugh. âEntropy increase is a microcosm. Death is the macrocosm.â
Ling Yi pouted.
Lin Si looked at his expression, then added, âI suppose it countsâŚloosely.â
âThe law of entropy is a physics law that will never change. Therefore, no matter what it is, it will still disappear in the end?â asked Ling Yi. âThen will we disappear too?â
âOf course we will also experience physical death,â said Lin Si.
âWhat about our civilization?â
Lin Si looked outside the window. âLook at the stars.â
âOkay.â Ling Yi obeyed.
âEvery little glowing dot you can see are all stars, and every star is surrounded by countless celestial bodies.â 20
Ling Yi gazed at the ocean that was formed by the boundless starry skies, and imagined how each and every one of them were actually a gigantic star or planet, and around them, countless stars encircled like the planet he was currently on.
In this instant, he felt the spaceshipâs insignificance even more so than any previous moment he looked at the starry sky.
âHence, our civilization is also miniscule,â said Lin Si. âFrom a romantic perspective, we can say that we are currently struggling against the second law of thermodynamics. Struggling, so we wonât have to disappear.â
Outside the window, within the infinite space was eternal silence.
This sort of infinitude and silence gave one an unspeakable, overwhelming feeling and fear; it was within this silence where the universe births, prospers, then dies, returning to the eternal heat death of the universe. This process was very grand, but even though it was something so grand, its final destination was still a hopeless ending.
Ling Yi looked at the boundless, endless sea of stars, rose from the ground to sit with Lin Si, and clung himself to Lin Siâs body.
âIâm scared.â He buried his face into the crook of Lin Siâs neck, breathing in Lin Siâs scent.
Because they were very close, with only a layer of the thin white dress shirt in between, he could feel the light vibrations that came from Lin Siâs chest as he spoke. He could not understand why this kind of intimate, unhampered sensation made him feel so comfortable that his scalp tingled.
âMm-hm,â said Lin Si, âthatâs normal. We all get scared.â
âWeâll all die in the end, so will our civilization and the universe,â said Ling Yi. âThen what is the meaning in our survival and our struggle to develop our civilization?â
âYou can search for it yourself,â said Lin Si. âI canât help you, Iâve only chosen a coming-of-age gift for you.â
Ling Yi did not know how the topic had suddenly changed to his coming-of-age gift, but he was undoubtedly very much looking forward to the present Lin Si had prepared for him, so he put down his questions from before and looked at Lin Si.
Lin Si took out a small rectangular box approximately the size of a palm. The box was black, and made Lin Siâs slender, cool and pale hands look very good against itânot good, why was he staring fixedly at Lin Siâs hand again.
He moved his attention away, and began to think about what the box would contain.
Ling Yi thought of many possibilities, but the gift still escaped his expectationsâit was a pair of glasses.
To describe in detail, it was a pair of glasses with a thin, golden metal frame, and a somewhat round shape. But it was ultimately a pair of glasses; he was not short-sighted, nor had an interest in wearing glasses as an accessory, so why did Lin Si give him this?
Lin Si took out the pair of glasses from the box, placed it onto his hand, âI made this with Zheng-ge for you to play with.â
Ling Yi opened the glasses to put them onâbefore he wore them, he thought in his heart that even though it looked normal, Lin Si must have had a reason for giving it to him.
In the next instant, he gasped and held his breath.
The vast, boundless sea of stars, from where he stood, had totally, completely changed!
They were no longer the pale, golden speckles of stars that adorned a black backdrop, but a gently glittering, glowing kaleidoscopic picture.
The biggest whirlpool nebula on the far side was an ethereal, dreamlike bluish purple colour that layered together, and its dust clouds exuded a soft, hazy purplish white. One could even see clearly the different colours of dust flowing in between and mixing with each other.
A bright crimson crab nebula was entrenched beneath his two feet, like it possessed a sort of invasive arrogance.
The stars that glittered within countless shades of gentle colours brought about an unspeakable impact to the person viewing itâit was so beautiful to the point that he forgot to breathe.
âEvery element has its own colour that the naked eye cannot see, but they can be when you view it through a mini optical spectrum analyser. This is what I wanted to show you today.â Lin Si spoke slowly and clearly. âThey are hopeless, yet very beautiful.â
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The author has something to say:
Those beautiful observatory pictures are also shot like that~ In the real outer space, the naked eye can only see an enlarged version of the night sky, and it would even be more barren, because those colours arenât in our visible light spectrum. But if we add a little sci-fi device, itâll be better
At this point in the story, an important stage has been completed in the progress of raising the darling baby. Tomorrow I will start a new section to walk the main plotline~
Merry Christmas ^ ^
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