Au that grows roots

🌿 长出根的Au 🌿 Au That Grows Roots Au走进恩记时。🌙 Au walks into Enji. 他身上带着耀眼的光，却没有温度。⭐ He carries a dazzling light, yet it holds no warmth. 那是被无数期待挤压出来的光，太亮，太烈，让人不敢靠近。 It is a light pressed out by countless expectations—too bright, too fierce, making people afraid to come near. “先喝汤。” “Soup first.” Au没有喝。 Au does not drink. 爷爷带他来到后院的老榕树下。🌳 Grandpa leads him to the old banyan tree in the backyard. “这棵树被雷劈过三次。每次咱都以为它活不了，可春天一到，它还是发芽了。” “This tree is struck by lightning three times. Each time, we think it will not survive. Yet when spring arrives, it sprouts again.” “我也被劈过很多次。每次都是为了发光。” “I am struck many times too. Every time, it is for the sake of shining.” 爷爷捡起一片落叶，放进他手心。🍃 Grandpa picks up a fallen leaf and places it in his palm. “咱活着，不是为了比谁更亮。” “We do not live to outshine one another.” 他指向树根。 He points toward the roots. “树靠根活着。咱也一样。真正的光，不需要靠受伤来证明。” “A tree lives through its roots. So do we. True light does not need wounds to prove itself.” “可如果我不那么亮，会不会被遗忘？” “But if I am not that bright, will I be forgotten?” 爷爷笑了笑，指向厨房透出的暖黄灯光。💛 Grandpa smiles and points to the warm golden light shining from the kitchen. “熬汤的火不大，却一直温暖着生命。”🔥 “The fire beneath the soup is small, yet it keeps life warm.” “咱不必成为闪电。” “We do not need to become lightning.” “只要成为一盏生命愿意靠近的灯。” “We only need to become a lamp that life is willing to draw near.” 那晚，Au喝下热汤。💧 That night, Au drinks the warm soup. 温暖缓缓流进身体。 Warmth slowly flows through him. 他身上的光，也从刺眼的白变成柔和的暖。 His light changes from a piercing white glow into a gentle warmth. 喜乐芽跑了过来。🌱 Xileya runs over. “哥哥，你变好看了。” “Big brother, you look better now.” “真的？” “Really?” “以前太亮了，我看不清你的脸。现在看得清了。” “You were too bright before. I could not see your face. Now I can.” Au笑了。😊 Au smiles. 不为任何期待，只因为开心而笑。 He smiles not because he should, but because he is truly happy. 后来，他留在恩记帮忙。 Later, he stays at Enji and helps out. 劈柴，扫地，洗碗。 Chopping wood. Sweeping floors. Washing dishes. “你的光现在算什么？” “What is your light now?” “不是为了证明什么。” “It is not