Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

What is the name of the mecha?

Upon hearing this, Liu Ying paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "Isn't it called Firefly Type IV?"

Sam sighed, "That's just its model number, not its name, is it?"

"After all, it'll be with you for life, so it'd be better to give it a name, wouldn't it?"

Liu Ying thought for a moment.

That seems to be true.

Besides, these wings were made by Sam's brother himself, so it would be better if they had a name.

But the name...

After racking her brains for a while, Liu Ying looked at Sam and said, "Why don't you help me choose one, Sam? I've thought of a few, but none of them seem quite right..."

She was also curious about what name she would give Sam.

Upon hearing this, Sam gazed at the fireflies for a moment.

"Then how about we call it... Sam?"

"Sam?"

Liu Ying paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "But that's not yours, brother..."

Sam smiled. "That's right, it's my name."

"My name is Sam."

"Save a life, and Mend a dream."

"It means to save a life and fulfill a dream."

"So I hope that when I'm not around, it can protect you just like I do."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ying's body stiffened abruptly.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, her heart seemingly stopping at that moment.

Saving a life...

Fulfilling a dream...

So, this is the meaning behind his name?

Looking at the bracelet on her wrist, a warm feeling instantly welled up in her heart.

Just like... the warmth Sam felt when he stroked her head.

Sam...

Liu Ying stroked the green firefly gem on her bracelet, a smile blooming on her face: "Okay."

"From now on—it'll be called Sam!"

At that moment, the universe outside the sky was in complete uproar.

If Sam's wish to send away the fireflies was merely to move the audience with his profound protection, then...

So now.

When the meaning behind his name was revealed, everyone was completely overwhelmed by this tender and romantic feeling.

[SAM, Save a life, and Mend a dream... I... I really... I don't know what words to use to describe how I feel right now!]

[I cried. I'm a grown man, and I really couldn't hold back my tears. What kind of amazing man is this?!]

Did he decide from the very beginning... even from the moment he named her "Firefly" that he would save her and make up for her short and regretful fate?

So, did he cure her entropy disorder, create a unique mech for her, and even risk standing with the Queen against the entirety of Grammer, all to fulfill the meaning of this name?

This is no longer a love letter; it's a vow etched into my entire soul!

[I take back what I said before. This pairing isn't just welded together; it's been cast directly into the foundation of the universe, destined for eternal glory!]

[Just thinking about how the story might unfold... Waaah, Firefly, you can't leave...]

The emotions expressed in the comments section reached an unprecedented peak.

Because unlike the fireflies in the sky who are happy and joyful because Sam is willing to protect them with his own name.

The audience knew that this might be Sam's final act of protection for the fireflies and... his final farewell.

Regardless of gender or race, everyone was deeply moved and wept at this moment by Sam's tenderness that transcended life and death.

……

Luofu, Changletian.

"Waaaaah..."

March 7th was completely heartbroken, her face covered in tears and snot.

"This is so...so touching...sob...Sam is just too good..."

Xing nodded repeatedly, her eyes red-rimmed.

She patted March 7's back forcefully in an attempt to comfort her, but then she couldn't help but sniffle herself.

Walter pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses filled with complex emotions and reflections.

He has seen countless heroes and witnessed countless epics.

But Sam is the only person in his life to embody gentleness and protection to such an extent.

Saving a life, fulfilling a dream...?

This is not just a name, but also the entire code of conduct and ultimate destiny of this person.

Under the roof.

The atmosphere was equally heavy and complex.

Kafka gazed silently at the sky, her purple eyes swirling with unfathomable emotions.

This scene reminded her of a man who had acted similarly long ago.

Using the simplest tone to say the most moving words.

Then... he shielded her from everything without hesitation.

It's true that no matter the era... it hasn't changed at all.

Jingliu looked at the sky, his hand holding the sword hilt trembling slightly.

She was clearly also thinking of the man who was willing to die so that she could live.

Bai Heng wiped his eyes, his voice filled with deep heartache and a hint of barely perceptible bitterness.

"You...you're always like this."

"Always giving all her tenderness to others, but ending up wounded all over herself..."

Lu Li: "..."

Yes, he feels like he's about to suffocate.

But it wasn't because he was moved... but because of the three gazes around him that seemed to pierce right through him.

Saving lives, fulfilling dreams?

I rely on!

This is so cringeworthy!

And how come I didn't know that "Sam" had this meaning?

Did you make this up?

You must have made that up, right?!

You must have made that up!

Lu Li was internally roaring, but on his face, he tried to put on an expression of "I'm also very moved" because he had to distance himself from "Sam," afraid that the women around him would see through his act.

It's too hard. Being a salted fish is really too hard.

Fortunately, the images in the sky continued to flow.

After the initial感动 and shock, Liu Ying gradually calmed down.

She stroked the "Sam" on her wrist, her heart filled with unprecedented warmth and strength.

But then, a question that had been bothering her ever since she met Sam resurfaced in her mind.

She raised her head, her clear eyes cautiously searching as she looked at Sam.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Ying still chose to ask the question.

"Brother Sam..."

"Um?"

"Why...why did you choose to save me in the first place?"

Liu Ying's voice was soft, tinged with uncertainty.

"Among the crashed mechs, there were so many ironclad warriors... why me of all people?"

This is a question she's always wanted to ask.

She had been wanting to ask this ever since she woke up in the lab.

She doesn't understand.

Back then, I was just a cold number, a disposable item that could be replaced at any time.

And countless other cavalrymen shared the same fate.

Why would this god-like man treat her differently, even going to great lengths to save her?

She wanted to know the answer.

As soon as this question was raised, the audience outside the canopy, who had been feeling sentimental, instantly held their breath.

Yes, why?

They wanted to know too.

Sam in the sky did not answer the firefly's question immediately.

He simply watched the fireflies quietly, his deep eyes, hidden behind the mask, seemed to transcend the barriers of time and space, glimpsing a distant future.

After a while.

"because……"

As the sun slowly rises on the distant horizon, dawn pierces the darkness.

Sam gazed at the fireflies and spoke slowly, his voice calm and distant.

"I dreamt of a scorched earth..."