"The Mouth in the Hidden Mirror"

Pale chapped lips in one piece one close.

"The Pillar of Self-Esteem"

He was whispering, unfamiliar verses.

"Hand grip cage fence"

The white, bony hands stretched out towards the invisible fence.

"Give Yourself to the Darkness"

A shimmer of light flickered.

"Say My Name and Lead Me to Him"

Flickering

He knew there was light, but he still stretched out his hand. The fingertips touched, and the pain in his heart came, and in his eyes, which were covered by fine bangs, the light was as clear as the blue sea.

"The mouth in the fog mirror,

The pillar of self-esteem,

Hand grip the cage fence,

Give yourself to the darkness"

Again, and again, the pale lips opened and closed, and again, and again.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a creak, and light poured out of the open door. The eyes looked through the cracks in the hair, and the mouth was whispering, "Say my name."

"Joey."

He curled the corners of his mouth, and in a hoarse voice he read the last line of the poem, "Lead me to him." ”

"Joey, do you know what's wrong?"

"I don't think I'm at fault, father."

In the dimly lit study, Joey stood in the cage and Dean stood outside the cage, and a new round of confrontation began.

"You are young and vigorous, I can understand that. But young people tend to ignore the obvious, and what you want to overturn is exactly what you stand on at the moment, son, the Abrahamic family will one day be in your hands, and you can't be so foolish forever. Dean spoke earnestly, softly, but ignored Joey's bloodied fingertips.

Joey looked at eye level, "Abraham is just a symbol, but man is alive." Isn't it ridiculous to just stick to those pedantic and dogmatic things and reject new ones? Isn't it faster and more convenient to build a new tall building than to repair a building that is about to collapse? ”

Dean smiled and shook his head, "Kid, that's not what you said. What you say is too idealistic, and it takes a lot more to start a tall building than you think. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" The young Joey has the same stubbornness and fearlessness as many people. He didn't understand what the faint smile in his father's eyes meant, and he just wanted to break free from the shackles and change this increasingly boring world.

Dean's gentle smile faded into his mind

"Joey, Joey" Suddenly, there was a call in his ears.

Joey struggled to transition from scene to scene, his eyes closed and opened, and he saw the lush trees overhead and the blue sky between the gaps in the leaves, only to realize that it was just a dream of Nanke.

He stretched out his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight that was scattered, and looked at the tiny wound on his fingertips, a little distracted. Another voice rang out, "What did you tell him to do?" Didn't you see that he took a book of broken poems and was filming a youth idol drama? ”

This intonation must be Roman. Joey didn't like his tablemate very much, and in fact it was hard for him to retain a feeling of dislike or liking for anyone, with Roman being the exception.

At this time, Roman was pacing around him, his blue pupils full of rebelliousness and flamboyance, "Empire and Empire? Why can't I see it at all, this is half a gentleman like jade? The walls of the walls are about the same. ”

The companion whispered, "The wall that was originally a rampart, Roman. ”

"Huh? Is your mouth itchy when you don't speak? "Roman hates it when people tear down his stage, which makes his trash talk seem particularly rubbish.

On a summer afternoon, in a rare spare time, Joey didn't know why he had been so far away and why he was still disturbed by this-stirring stick.

Joey stood up, calmly and casually patting the grass clippings off his body. Holding the hardcover book in his arms, he raised his eyes, "Trouble let's go." ”

Roman raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you sleep?" Afraid that I'll take advantage of your sleep to do the black hand? ”

Look, here we go again.

The companion saw that the two of them were about to get on the bar again, and when he turned his head and saw someone calling him in front of him, he said hello to Roman and hurried away.

And Joey tilted his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Can your fist hurt someone?" ”

"Why don't you try it?" Roman laughed too—so Joey was a guy who really wanted people to hit him when he spoke.

It's really annoying.

However, at this moment, a hearty greeting suddenly came from the top of his head, "Yo, what a coincidence." ”

The two of them looked up together, and saw Mu Lin lying on the trunk of the big locust tree above his head, waving his hand at them, teasing in his mouth, "I always hear rumors that the two of you don't get along, and today it seems that the relationship is very good." ”

Which eye do you have to see that we are in a good relationship? Are you blind???

Joy said, "In your eyes, the wild cats and mice on the side of the road are very good. ”

Roman was suddenly vigilant, "Who do you say is a cat and who is a mouse?" ”

Stupid don't you say how are you?

Joey really didn't want to talk to these two fools, but in the next second, some big fool fell from the tree with a whoop. Joey turned around, and saw a huge shadow cast, his lips opened slightly, and before he could react, he was crushed to the ground by someone.

A loud bang, two screams of pain, the tragedy of three people.

Mullin lay on his back, watching the leaves fall one after another, and a touch of poetry suddenly lingered in his heart, "Today's sky, it's very blue, Roman's ass, very soft Joey, you should gain weight, your bones hurt my back." ”

"Can you get up first?!" Roman and Joey rarely spoke in unison, and Roman was even more sad and angry, "It's heavy! ”

Mu Linwu sighed to himself, "Don't be so impatient, skipping class is risky." For example, being caught by the dean of teaching, such as being smashed by a senior who fell from the sky. ”

Where would Joey listen to his nonsense, he picked up the book in his hand and made him look confused, and then joined forces with Roman to decisively push the person aside. Both of them were out of breath, but for the first time, they felt that the other was not so annoying, and then before they could sympathize with each other, they turned their heads to see that Mullin had already sat up straight, holding Joey's poetry book in his hand and watching it with relish.

His Royal Highness, the handsome prince who is loved by all the people, sits quietly under a tree and reads a book on a sunny afternoon, which should have been a very beautiful picture.

Unless His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't have a messy head of grass clippings.

But that's where Mullin's greatest strength lies: he can quickly calm down no matter what the situation. The state can change freely, and you can do whatever you want, without being affected by external objects. For example, at this moment, he accidentally glimpsed the content of the book and thought it was quite interesting, and then he looked at it, never wasting a minute or a second.

"You can go and beat him up now." Joey said to Roman.

Roman rubbed his shoulders and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you go?" ”

Joey looked at him, didn't speak, but the look in his eyes was enough to show everything - you and I am stupid?

Roman gave him the same look - then you are stupid to me?

Sure enough, the sympathy just now was all an illusion.

At this time, Mu Lin closed the book with a satisfied face, "This book is really interesting, confiscated, and handed over to the state." ”

Joey: ""

Roman gloated, "I heard that Abraham's house had a large study room with a lot of books that the Imperial Library did not have. ”

"Don't do that." Mullin was serious, "Cute little Joey will cry." ”

Immediately after, there was the hearty laughter of Roman and Mullin. Joey sometimes feels that he is still more promising to follow his father, and no matter how you look at the two in front of her, they are all hiccups.

Joey was about to leave, but Mullin finally got serious and said, "Joey, do you remember the idea of the tea party I told you last time?" ”

"Tea party?"

"Yes, I've tried it on a small scale and it's worked very well." "It inspires me a lot," Mullin said. ”

"But the structure of the tea party is too loose, and there are advantages, but the disadvantages are equally big." Joey was blunt.

Mullin smiled and reached out to support his chin, "That's why I need your help." It's a brainstorming thing that I can't do alone. ”

Mullin was frank and unashamed of admitting his inadequacy. And when you are looked at by him with such open eyes, it is really easy to be convinced.

Joey stopped and turned, "So what?" Who did you find to experiment? ”

"Of course, I had to keep a low profile for the first time, so I pulled a group of people on the Internet, basically ordinary people from Huajing. They don't know who I really am, but in the future, I want to invite some people to come to the palace, and what the palace needs is a sufficiently open and fair attitude, and I think this is an opportunity for change. Mullin replied.

Roman had obviously heard Mullin talk about the tea party, and his attitude towards it was much more positive than Joy's, "I think that the tea party should be a more open event, it should not be limited to ordinary people, if you really want to talk about freedom and democracy, then it is fundamental not to look at any talent with colored eyes, that is, whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, there is an equal right to participate." ”

Mu Lin nodded, a big smile on his face, "Aren't you two well-known nobles?" With you taking the lead in participating, I think everyone will be more enthusiastic. ”

With a snap, Roman himself stepped on the thief ship, and by the way, tied Joey to the mast. Captain Mullin of the black-hearted ship shouted loudly and set sail, and the big ship of the tea party sailed towards the interstellar sea.

Wait, before sailing, the captain has something to say.

"Joey, what's the matter with your hands?" Mullin walked over and looked down with a frown.

Roman leaned over, "Were you a female celebrity last night?" ”

Joey rolled his eyes gracefully, but rarely didn't choke him, looked at the time, and kindly reminded, "Aren't you going to leave yet?" The next public training ground, the lesson of the devil instructor. ”

Roman was suddenly mournful, "Why didn't you say it earlier!! 166 Reading Network