Years later, faced with the ghost fading before his eyes, Jingming would remember that afternoon in his childhood.
He and his older brother were born and raised in Jinzhou.
His brother was a few years older than him.
After their father enlisted and died, his brother naturally took on the responsibility of caring for him.
They had been inseparable since childhood.
Playing together, practicing martial arts together.
Until one day, his brother suddenly became very strong.
He heard from the neighbors that this was called being a Resonator.
Someone far more powerful than ordinary people.
After becoming a Resonator, his brother enlisted. Apart from the money he sent home every month, Jingming rarely heard from him.
On the rare occasions his brother came home, Jingming would tug at him, demanding stories about the army.
"Jingming, the army's a lot of fun. Everyone there's got talent..."
"Jingming, I can break this tree with one punch now. Come here, I'll show you..."
"Jingming, do you know about Tacet Discords? They're terrifying..."
"Jingming, the sunsets in the Norfall Barrens are beautiful. I'll take you there sometime..."
"Jingming, when you grow up, we'll fight side by side on the battlefield... Scared? Don't worry, you'll definitely be much stronger than your big brother!"
Spring gave way to autumn, and Jingming slowly grew out of his boyhood.
The Midnight Rangers trained often and were always on duty.
His brother's face lost its boyish innocence, gaining a weathered look that would not fade.
The neighbors all said he was already a powerful Night Warden.
Whenever Jingming gazed at his brother's broad back, he silently resolved to become a Night Warden himself when he grew up.
Like his late father, like his brother.
The Midnight Rangers were strict, but his brother still sent letters home often.
Whenever he