Genius Club-Chapter 594 - 20 Sunset in Copenhagen (Additional update for Alliance Master Mo Wen Zui Hui!)_2
The Ugly Duckling finally endured humiliation and became a swan;
The Emperor’s New Clothes is known only as a satirical story with an unknown ending;
He suddenly realized.
[It seems that many fairy tales don’t have a proper ending.]
Everything starts in a hurry, ends in a hurry, and after decades, it is often glossed over.
Lin Xian and Huang Que strolled in Andersen Cemetery.
There weren’t many people here.
Exceptionally quiet.
After wandering for so long, they hadn’t seen another tourist.
Perhaps the majority of tourists aren’t much interested in graves and cemeteries.
But Lin Xian quite liked this cultural ambiance.
Strolling in Andersen’s cemetery was like walking through his wildly imaginative fairy tale world.
Think about it...
The combination of him and Huang Que was really like something out of a fairy tale.
A Space-Time Traveler from the future and a sleepwalker who dreamed of the day before the endless apocalypse, it sounded very much like a fairy tale waiting to be told.
But how could one gloss over the grave weight of 600 years and destiny with the tone of fairy tale words?
Finally.
As they delved deeper into the cemetery, the two arrived at Andersen’s grave.
A very small grave, a very small headstone, encircled by a low, black iron fence, which didn’t seem quite fitting for this master of world fairy tales.
But such is life going into the soil, with no distinction in death.
Lin Xian bowed his head.
At one corner of the black fence, he noticed a small mermaid toy.
He picked it up, looked at it, and indeed it was a small mermaid, even styled by Disney:
"The Little Mermaid"
Lin Xian said,
"I didn’t know the full story of this fairy tale until I was in college, I always thought it was a heartwarming tale. Later, I found out it was actually a tragedy, where the little mermaid turned into foam and disappeared for the sake of love."
"How can that be considered a tragedy?"
Huang Que shifted her gaze from Andersen’s headstone to the little mermaid toy in Lin Xian’s hand:
"Not all stories need mutual love and growing old together to be considered comedies. For the little mermaid, enduring such pain, giving up so many long years of life to become human, even if she could only be with the Prince for a few days, it was enough for her."
"If you read this fairy tale from the perspective of the Prince or another character, maybe you feel it’s a tragedy, a regret, a pity. But if you put yourself in the shoes of the little mermaid… even if you gave her a thousand choices again, she would still endure the pain and suffering to transform her tail into legs and go ashore to find her Prince."
"Because that is the meaning of her life, after all, swimming in the sea for a thousand, ten thousand years, is not as good as walking on a beach sharp as blades to meet the Prince she yearns for day and night. From a rational perspective, the little mermaid was indeed a bit lovesick, but isn’t love inherently blind and impulsive?"
"Beneath reason, there is no love, only transactions, balancing, and distribution of interests. So, under this premise, the little mermaid’s spirit of bravery for love, of daring to love and hate, is what really ought to be lauded, right?"
Huang Que took the little mermaid toy from Lin Xian’s hand.
She wiped off the dust and dirt with a handkerchief and then placed it next to a white plaster statue, smiling at it:
"You haven’t read the original ’Daughter of the Sea’, so maybe you can’t understand what I’m saying. When the little mermaid turned into foam and vanished, she left with a smile, without any regrets or remorse."
...
As Lin Xian listened to Huang Que, he felt as if there were layers to her words:
"The little mermaid you’re referring to, could it be—"
"Yes."
Huang Que nodded:
"It’s Chu Anqing."
?
Lin Xian’s head started to display question marks.
How did the conversation move to talking across servers? Are you not talking about yourself?
"I’m very grateful that you went to explain the situation to Chu Shanhe in advance."
Lin Xian continued along the line of the conversation:
"If I had to face parents full of joy, expecting their daughter’s return, I really wouldn’t know how to start."
"Let’s go."
Huang Que turned away from Andersen’s grave, hands tucked into her coat pockets, and began walking back in the direction they came:
"Let’s move on to the next sight."
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Traveling aimlessly added a sense of calm and relaxation.
The two continued along the tourist bus route, visiting many sights near Copenhagen.
National Gallery of Denmark, Roskilde Cathedral, The Round Tower, Gefion Fountain, University of Copenhagen, and indeed, they even went to the Langelinie Shoreline Sidewalk by the shallow water to see the statue of the little mermaid.
One could only say:
The Daughter of the Sea, indeed very lonely.
In the end.
The sunset under the high-latitude fiery clouds held a uniquely epic and grand feeling.
The orange-red sky seemed as though it could drip blood.
Everything in the world turned fiery red.
After spending the day touring, Lin Xian and Huang Que now arrived at the last stop of their journey today—
Amalienborg Palace.
This palace, compared to the grandeur of China’s Forbidden City, naturally had a bit of a modest air.
But every palace, every statue of a king, also bears testament to the history of an era.
The most famous daily event at Amalienborg Palace was the changing of the Royal Guard at noon. The guards were all nearly two meters tall, wearing bearskin hats, dressed in old military uniforms, and clad in large leather boots, very solemn and dignified.
