I Hijacked The Timeline Chapter 195: Future, Charge! (3)

Chapter 195: Future, Charge! (3)

Tasting the familiar taste once again, Feng Qi was deeply moved.

After dinner, the sky was already dark.

Old w.a.n.g carried a box of wine and brought him to the rooftop of the school building. He said that they would drink together before he left.

Sitting on the rooftop, there was a resplendent night sky without dark clouds above their heads.

Feng Qi and w.a.n.g Jinsheng raised their gla.s.ses and drank. This was also the first time Feng Qi had shared his thoughts with someone without any burden.

On the other hand, Old w.a.n.g smiled and listened. In between, he would curse with him and reprimand those tumors rooted in human civilization.

After raising his bottle and clinking it with Old w.a.n.g, Feng Qi let out a long breath.

“Old w.a.n.g, tell me how you feel now. Are you very confused?”

“No.”

“Really?” Feng Qi asked suspiciously.

“So what if I know the future outcome? At the very least, I can confirm that there was no w.a.n.g Jinsheng who was on in knees in any of the timelines. There was only w.a.n.g Jinsheng who worked tirelessly for the future of humanity. Every single one of me won’t compromise with the outcome of the future.”

Looking at w.a.n.g Jinsheng’s slightly red face, a warm feeling flowed through Feng Qi’s heart.

This was the w.a.n.g Jinsheng he knew.

He was a person who was always optimistic about the future of mankind and would fight tirelessly for the ideal future in his heart.

“As for you, don’t fall.” w.a.n.g Jinsheng looked at him and smiled.

“Your student isn’t that fragile. Just as you said, so what if I know the ending? The history book is too small. How can it contain a person’s magnificent life? My life is the same.”

Under Feng Qi’s determined gaze, w.a.n.g Jinsheng laughed out loud.

“However, history books are also very big. Perhaps the content of a page you casually turn over is someone else’s entire life. Everyone has their own magnificent experiences.”

“You’re right. Cheers, Old w.a.n.g.”

As usual, Feng Qi could sense Old w.a.n.g’s att.i.tude towards the future.

There was no self-loathing, no leaving things the way they were, only uncompromising and sustained hard work.

If the future did not go as he wished, he would work hard to change the future until it became what he wanted.

Raising their bottles and clinking it against each other’s, the two of them discussed the future and history in the night wind.

When it came to something pleasing, they could not help but laugh out loud.

The feeling of venting his emotions wantonly was wonderful. Feng Qi enjoyed it.

At this moment, the two of them shared an inner resonance because they both had the same dream  to work hard for the rise of humanity.

w.a.n.g Jinsheng’s determination was always infectious and always affected Feng Qi.

The figure in the cla.s.sroom always used a firm tone to tell him to believe in the future of humanity.

The messages for the time capsule that his cla.s.smates left behind after graduation were also influenced by him.

Everyone had a sheltered harbor in their hearts, and Feng Qi’s harbor was w.a.n.g Jinsheng.

After several rounds of drinking, he was a little drunk.

He did not know what the future would be like.

However, he firmly believed that when the feather of time pa.s.ses through the river of time and caresses the vast sea of stars, the other him would listen to the sound of his ideals blooming in the depths of the mottled years.

What remained unchanged in the chronological rotation of events was the figure of the fighter. The steps of the fighter would always be clear on the historical coordinates.

He who cherishes every inch of time will have the aspiration to crush the ages.

In this timeline of sacrifice, he would use his entire life’s effort to change the future.

Perhaps the traces of his existence would just be the few messages in history. As time pa.s.sed, they would eventually turn dull, but he believed that only the words “the future is promising” could be clearly seen.

Standing under the night sky, Feng Qi’s drunken eyes were hazy. He raised his gla.s.s and looked up at the stars in the sky as he shouted,

“Future, charge!”