The officer continued: "Mr. Zhang, this video contains Irvine’s last words. You can read it first."

Go through this video recorder and press the button.

"...I have never discovered that I am so weak. I'm sorry, this is my final word. I have already decided to end my life here." Irvin said in a hoarse voice, Said in front of the video recorder.

His eyes were very dim, and the flame of life seemed to have disappeared on his face.

"...On Earth, I am a world-famous painter, and the nobles take pleasure in collecting my paintings. In their eyes, I am an out-and-out great artist. Whether it is an official, I’m still a rich man. They treat me respectfully and give me ample respect."

"This may have something to do with my father. My father is also a great artist. Do they like me or me? Father, who knows?"

"For me, it’s with no difficulty to get anything, whether it’s wealth, power, or beautiful opposite sex. I used to be in Lan Guo I have been a mayor in a small city, and I have tasted the taste of power; I have also set a record of a night of sex with women. It is a really satisfying and empty night..."

"I have enjoyed a hundred A meal worth 10,000 yuan...I lived in a 3,000-square-meter mansion."

"I have climbed Mount Everest and visited the Mariana Trench...Every performance art adds to my worth. "

In the video, Irwin recalled the glorious past and showed a satisfied smile.

"Do you know? In fact, this kind of life is quite boring. After a happy life, sometimes I feel dissatisfied and want to pursue higher levels of happiness. Alas, human beings are never Know the satisfying creatures."

"All kinds of desires are like a black hole full of magic. I struggled with this black hole and didn’t want to come out. But other than taking drugs, there seems to be no higher happiness... Who knows... It always feels like being alive is meaningless."

"Suddenly one day , I suddenly have a thought, and there was a whim-leaving Earth. I'm going to the outer planet to find my art!"

"I signed up enthusiastically, donated money, and countless praises really went as planned And to!"

"At that moment, it was so cool! It was so cool!"

Speaking of this, Irwin's eyes widened, showing a hideous expression: "But this may be the biggest mistake I made in my life."

His hands spread out: "Everything is gone."

" I fell in Heavenly Palace in Genting and became a mortal. I can no longer do as one pleases, and I still can’t accept this change."

"But I know, it is my life achievement The only chance for greatness..."

"If I stay in Earth, I will be obsessed with the final fall. The reason why a black hole is called a black hole is because once I jump in, there is no way to get rid of it. "

"But at this moment, staying in Earth Era, I feel endless regret, pain and trouble...I want women, food, luxury cars!"

" Do you know this contradiction?!"

Irvin paused, pointed to a painting on the back, and said fanatically, "I did it!"

"This It’s the real art!!"

After a while, his excited expression calmed down: "My death is a personal will and has nothing to do with anyone. Just let me stay here, I don’t I need to witness the new home planet with my own eyes. No matter whether the home planet is good or bad, let it stay in my imagination."

"...If possible, please sow my ashes on the wood On the land of Guardian, thank you all."

"Send this painting back to Earth, auction it out, and donate all the auction money to the Deep Space Foundation."

"It It’s the best and most outstanding work of my life!"

"There is also a 2nd painting for my friend, Mr. Zhang Yuan. I don’t understand science, but I just hope you can be the best in the night sky. The dazzling starlight."

1st oil painting , Fiery-red sky, cyan-gray color grass, a lonely silhouette is looking up at the stars.

Countless stars, including the sun directly above, are reflecting each other in the sky.

The seemingly unremarkable paintings give people a very annoying, remorseful, and powerless feeling, just like the depression and contradiction that Irwin had before committing suicide.

Because of the infinite light in the sky, there is still no way to illuminate large areas of darkness, including the pitch-black silhouette.

The feeling of helplessness reaches the human heart, as if it can tear the heart alive.

This feeling is very subtle. Even people like Zhang Yuan who don't understand art at all can feel the arousing soul in painting.

It is a kind of despair, struggle, and unwillingness to reality.

An angry, unvented cry of desire.

The new home planet is not the real home planet anyway, but no matter what, it’s impossible to go back to the past.

Once a choice is made, it will be impossible to go back.

This is not only his personal mood, but also represents the entire Earth Era.

Zhang Yuan sighed long.

Yes, I can't go back.

Starting from today, human civilization may have one more painter comparable to Van Gogh.

Erwin is cowardly, but he is not a coward.

The last swan song in life is sighing, but amazing.

The next 2nd painting is pure black, with the only bright spot in the upper left corner.

The difference is that this bright light is formed by numerous densely packed small bright spots. The inspiration for this painting came from a conversation with Irwin at that time.

Zhang Yuan finally knew why Irvine gave it to himself.

He stood there in silence for a few minutes.

"This matter can only be declared as an accident for the time being, otherwise it will cause more instability..." Captain Ma whispered: "Those who should stay stay, who should leave Leave, wait for everyone to make a decision to hibernate, and then make the matter public."

"As for this painting, according to Irwin's will, I will give it to you. I hope you can cherish it. ."

"It may be the 1st artwork of New Civilization."

Zhang Yuan returned to the dormitory and slowly moved this painting to his residence.

I have been facing it for a long time.

Irwin died just like that, and chatted with himself a few days ago.

It’s still a little bit slow.

He suddenly noticed a line of small print on the back of the painting.

""Starry Night", 2265.9.11, Irvine."

Zhang Yuan lifts the head, turn off the light.

There is no trace of light in the room. The white light in the painting seems to light up in the heart.

Emotion suddenly broke out at this moment, Zhang Yuan rubbed his eyes, not crying, but a kind of farewell to his friend.

Goodbye, my friend, goodbye...

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