When he returned home at night, Mary still couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

War is still a war that swept the world. What a ridiculous word, it is like a worrying and a foolish dream. But what is said is Le Jing. Mr. Le Jing, who selflessly helped them and provided them with the key to freedom.

Mary still remembers that the young man's eyes were firm, his words were burning, and every word was so affirmative, as if he was saying a... a doomed prophecy.

After saying this, the young man firmly gave the guests away. He did not give them any more explanations, but only said that they would come soon tomorrow.

For the past twenty days, they have been making noise in the bookstore every day, and the young people have no slightest disgust and impatient. As for any questions they ask, even if they are silly questions, they will patiently and seriously answer them as long as they know them. It can be said that his performance today is very abnormal.

Le Jing is gentle and handsome, knowledgeable, respects women, has a gentle temperament. Such a person is simply the ideal husband candidate for many girls. Mary knew that many girls in the organization had a secret heart for Le Jing.

But no one confessed his love, and even those girls would be nervous for a long time when they said something more. It was not out of women's reserve and shame, and they did not care about these women. But because they understood that that man was not the one they could catch.

There are three speculations about Mr. Le Jing’s identity in the group.

One is that he is a prince from an ancient Eastern country. He took the royal collection of books overseas because of his failure to fight for the throne. Only in this way can he explain why he owns so many books that have never appeared on the market.

Another way is to think that the scenery comes from the future. He traveled from a certain era in the future to the present with the help of the time machine, just like the time traveler in Time Machine 1. Those who hold this view were influenced by the book "The Consort Mindkens Man in the Arthur Dynasty" by a Mindken writer Mark Twain. This way, it can explain why there will be books in the bookstore a century later. Mary also supports this idea.

There is another type of person, they are devout Christians. They believe that Le Jing is a messenger sent by God, who brought the fruit of wisdom in the Garden of Eden to people, allowing women to escape from inequality from then on. Those books are books in the kingdom of God and the gospel given to devout people by the Lord.

But no matter what idea they support, they have a common tacit understanding - pretending not to know about it. They are worried that once they tell it, everything beautiful will disappear like a phantom.

They maintained a careful balance with Le Jing. Every day of this free and free life is as beautiful as an illusion for them. Then today, the illusion was finally broken.

Le Jing made a "prophecy".

Mary is not a person who doesn't care about current affairs and politics. She knows that there are frequent frictions between the Sed Empire and several other economically developed countries in recent years. Some knowledgeable people have already made predictions, believing that there must be several tough battles to fight. But a war that swept the world, which may kill tens of millions of people, and is so fierce that women will go to the battlefield? This is simply a scene in hell. Although Mary is a supporter of the "Time Machine Theory", she can't help but start to shake now. To be honest, she would rather Le Jing be joking.

Mary hesitated for a while and sighed. She believed that Le Jing was not a targetless person. Since he said this, he must have reason to find out something from him tomorrow.

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The soft light of the desk lamp gently spread a layer of broken gold on the snow-white notebook. Le Jing sat in front of the desk, frowned and quickly recorded something on the notebook.

Because of the differences between the two time and space, he did not know what changes would happen in the two world wars in history. He could not even predict the specific start and end time. The only thing he could do was to write down the experience and lessons learned from the two world wars and give this plane a reference. The notes he recorded may not have much effect, but it is good to save a few lives.

The only thing that made him relieved was that the Chinese history of this world had a turning point in the Ming Dynasty. Now the Ming Empire that dominated the Eurasian continent will not become a colony of great powers like in the history of the earth, and will encounter a century of humiliation.

[Le Jing, it’s already eleven o’clock now, as a Buddhist young man, you should go to bed.] Le Ling reminded.

Le Jing kept pen in his hand and smiled slightly: "Sorry, I am a young man from the Confucian school now."

When he heard a new term, Le Ling asked curiously: [What does Confucian youth mean?]

"Inspirational blood is poured into chickens, benevolence and righteousness are the world." Le Jing raised his eyebrows, "Don't you cheer for me?"

【……come on.】

Le Ling thinks that the post-90s generation is really complicated now.

After the horizon turned slightly white, Le Jing finally stopped writing, breathed a sigh of relief, wrote most of the notebook, and finally finished writing. He pounded his stiff and sore waist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. After all, it was not when he was young.

He stood up and moved his body, and his bones made a light crackling sound. He turned on his phone and looked at it. It was already six o'clock in the morning and he could open a shop after dinner.

[You should rest now.] Leling said seriously: [According to scientific research, adults should maintain at least seven hours of sleep a day.]

"That's an adult, I'm not an adult." Le Jing pushed his glasses and said seriously: "I'm a teenager until I die!"

Le Ling:【…】

Le Ling realized after realizing that he, the host, had been telling cold jokes unremittingly?

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I didn't sleep all night, and although I was a little sleepy, I could still bear it. In order to refresh myself, Le Jing picked up a book by Osamu Dazai and read it with relish.

Not long after waiting, Mary and a few girls hurried in.

Seeing Le Jing reading again, Mary helplessly raised her volume to attract his attention: "Good morning."

No response.

louder: "Good morning!"

Still no response.

Slap the table: "Good morning!"

"Ah? Oh!" Le Jing raised his head in panic, pushed his glasses, and saw that it was Mary, and greeted him happily, "Good morning, Mary."

The young man's smile was as gentle as ever, but Mary felt that his smile today was mixed with a hint of fatigue. After a closer look, there seemed to be some blood in the young man's eyes, and there was a trace of blue marks in his eyes.

Didn't sleep well at night?

Mary carefully hid the worries in her eyes and asked as if nothing had happened: "What are you going to say to us today?"

Le Jing said slowly: "No hurry now. Let's talk about it when someone is about to come."

"So about what you said yesterday..."

Le Jing rarely interrupted her and said toughly: "I'll talk about this when I'm almost done when I'm here."

Marina glanced at him in a strange way, and said nothing, and found a seat with the other girls.

Soon, another lady went into the bookstore one after another. After everyone arrived, Le Jing finally stood up and looked at them from afar against the light.

"I'm here to say goodbye." Le Jing said lightly: "There is a banquet that will last forever, I'm leaving."

It's just that when thunder is raised on the flat bottom.

Mary was a little surprised, but more of the sense of stability when the second boot finally landed, and the day finally came.

Finally someone couldn't help asking: "Where are you going?"

"Where to go?" the young man tilted his head and thought for a while, and said casually in a plain tone that seemed to be just a trip to the shop at the door, "Go to another world that belongs to me."

!!!

It seemed as if lightning flashed through the sky, and this simple sentence made countless people dizzy.

Mary blurted out: "Are you really a time traveler?!"

"To some extent, I'm not the poor scientist who invented the time machine, I'm just a lucky bookstore owner."

Mary opened her eyes wide in shock. Although she had all kinds of imaginative guesses in her heart, when Le Jing truly admitted it, she couldn't believe it.

"Aren't you kidding?"

"I never joke." Le Jing smiled slightly, "I will introduce myself formally. My name is Le Jing. I come from China in 2018. But in your world, you call my country the Ming Empire."

Before everyone could come back to their senses, Le Jing continued to let out lightning: "After the efforts of generations of feminist pioneers, in my world, most countries have achieved equality between men and women in the legal sense, and my country has even written equality between men and women into the Constitution as a basic national policy."

"Women have the opportunity to make choices like men. They have gained independent economic status and are no longer affiliated with men; they receive higher education and work in various fields; they can freely fall in love, choose to get married or not; they actively participate in politics, and it is common for female presidents and female prime ministers..."

He had few words, but he outlined a beautiful and moving scene for them, as if he were heavenly. Everyone was full of thoughts and wished they could not go there.

Mary's brain was blank and her heart was pounding. She didn't know what to say for the first time.

Is what he said true? Or is it just coaxing them?

Can women in the future really be so free?

When she goes to school, works, doesn’t get married, a female president and a female prime minister... every word in it makes her yearn for it. This is the future she wants!

Only such a future can give them the courage to continue moving forward.

Mary smiled with tears in her eyes and said in a low voice: "I really want to see such a future with my own eyes."

No one interrupted Le Jing, and everyone was intoxicated by the blueprint of the bright future that Le Jing outlined for them.

Even if it is fake, then this is also the direction of their future struggle. They want such a future to get together.

"I once said that those who change the world are often idealists. This is based on historical reasons and has not deceived you." Le Jing stared at the focused faces opposite, his eyes gradually grew longer, and a blurry smile appeared on his lips: "Now, please let me tell you a story that happened in my country."

"The story of a 'classmate boy'."

This is a story about a librarian from rural Hunan who was owed his salary and how he and his friends saved Zhan Ge from constantly splitting the country.

A story of a great idealist who shouted "Women can hold half the sky" to a country that was full of waste after liberation, making the concept of equality between men and women deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The luckiest thing for an idealist is to meet idealists like him. They are in their prime, they are scholars and loyal, and they are scattered their lives and shed their blood until they grow old. The youth's spirit is the most difficult to erase. They have passion, faith, and some self-confidence that can change the world. Under the right time, place, and people, and driven by the general trend of history, they accidentally change the world and build their ideal country.

If Le Jing's words about women's future just now made Mary feel a little unrealistic, the story he just told opened the door to a new world for her.

There is such a person in the world!

It turns out that there are so many people as "arrogant" as her!

Changing the world is not something that cannot be done, they don’t have to be afraid to move forward.

And what they do is much harder than theirs.

‘Does the vast ocean mobilize the people?’ Mary thought.

‘Does the economic foundation determine the superstructure?’ Linda’s eyes are dazzling.

‘Is the guiding role of public opinion propaganda?’ Ilia was very excited.

At this moment, countless girls were inspired, and the proletarian feminist revolutionary spark accompanied by Le Jing's explanation was buried quietly in their hearts.

The story was finally over. Le Jing took a breath, took a few sips of tea to moisten her throat, leaving them with some time to digest.

After a while, Mary took a step forward, buried her head deeply, and said gratefully and respectfully: "Thank you for your help, and your teachings have benefited us a lot. You are our well-deserved mentor."
To be continued...