Vito stood in front of the door leading to the balcony, watching the brilliant and colorful lights in the sky outside the house fan back into the dark sky, and the darkness tried its best to contain the light that tried to escape its control in this limited space, intertwined with each other, inseparable, indistinguishable for a while.

There is little in his heart, faint sorrow, thinking of the man with a brilliant demeanor, extraordinary spirit, and a broad mind, although between them, but simply said a few words, and there is no deeper communication, but in the bottom of his heart, Vito has infinite admiration for Yang Qin, he feels that this man takes the world as his own responsibility, is jealous and hateful, speaks up to the injustices in the world, dares to challenge the autocratic rule of the ruling class, runs and shouts, awakens the soul and body of people who have suffered from slavery and oppression, and that senseless bearing and demeanor make Vito's heart break and yearn for it, Even if they didn't have more and deeper exchanges, they had already regarded him as their best friend in their hearts, and when Vito stood in front of Yang Qin for the first time, Yang Qin could immediately notice that Vito was unusual, and their communication only completed the understanding of each other in an instant, like telepathic twin brothers, or unexplained supernatural events.

When Vito heard Xiao Qi say that something had happened to Yang Qin, he felt regretful, because he had a lot of doubts in his heart and wanted to get answers from the person he thought could be his spiritual mentor, but now, it seemed impossible, after all, people and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang are separated, and all that is left is the long sigh in his heart, which is the kind of regret that he can't listen to his interpretation and explain with his own ears.

Turned around and returned to the house, and saw Yang Zheng standing in the middle of the room with his hands down, looking uneasy, the two glanced at each other, Yang Zheng waved his head, and motioned Vito to go to the bookcase erected by the wall to complete the purpose of coming here. Vito nodded, walked to the tall and elegant bookcase, reached out to touch the books that had been exhausted, the footers rolled up, and the old books, his hands were so gentle, so careful, as if the touch of his fingers at this moment was the soul-to-soul communication between him and Yang Qin, and his many strange questions seemed to be moved in such a touch, and he got the answer he wanted, the most accurate and closest to what he needed.

He walked back and forth, stopping from time to time, taking out the book he had selected, opening it to see if it was the kind of book he needed, or the book he felt the most in his heart. He walked and stopped, chose so seriously, showed so cautiousness, and looked at this only one chance to choose extremely precious.

He walked back and forth, and still hadn't picked out the final answer, but he had narrowed down the selection, and he put the alternatives he had chosen before on the desk, and now he came to make a second choice, but just as he spread the books on the desk, he found that there was already a book on the desk in the upper left corner of the desk, which was a very convenient position, obviously so convenient to read at any time. The corners of the book are also frayed, probably because of the more you have flipped through, and the book looks older than any of the books in the bookcase.

Vito curiously put down the other alternative books in his hand, reached out and picked up the book that had been on the desk for a long time, the design of the cover was very simple, there was only one person's head, look at the clothes of the person on the avatar, it was an ancient dress a long time ago, full of curly hair, in fact, a wig, that was one of the signs of the nobility of the society at that time, Vito didn't know, until someone told him later. On the cover, there are three larger words - "Utopia", and there is a line of small words below. Moore (1478-1535).

"Utopia"? Very strange name, why is it called this name? Vito seemed curious, this curiosity also stemmed from why Yang Qin put this book in the most eye-catching position on his desk, in terms of the degree of its flipping, he should have read it many times, what is so special about this book? Yang Qin couldn't put it down, and he flipped through it many times, which made him feel very curious.

So he carefully turned the first page, oh, this is a travel book! But what is there in this travelogue that is worth reading many times by the owner of the book! Driven by such doubts, Vito once again showed his powerful reading ability and memory function, and he began to flip through the pages quickly, at a rate of about one page every two seconds, and the number of pages in the book was not much, and it didn't take Vito to turn the pages in a moment.

"You're done with it?" Vito's actions originally made Yang Zheng next to him feel very strange, that there is such a book, even if it is a horse, you still have to stop and read for a while, not to mention a book, there are indeed such people at a glance and ten lines, that is a way to read quickly, but the glance here refers to the completion of a page on both sides, and this will not be completed in two seconds anyway, so what does Vito mean by the speed of reading like this? This made Yang Zheng puzzled, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I've finished reading it, and now I can recite it all."

Vito's answer made Yang Zheng dumbfounded, he looked at Vito in disbelief, but Vito's confident appearance made him have to believe it again, because this synthetic person didn't seem to have to lie to himself for this kind of thing, not to mention that he still trusted Vito very much, and muttered: "Strange guy, how is this possible!" Keep picking! ”

"No, no, I've already picked it." Vito smiled and reached out to raise the "Utopia" in his hand, which had already been flipped through once.

This made Yang Zheng feel even more strange, and he asked curiously, "Didn't you say that you can recite it in full?" Why choose it? You can choose another one that you haven't read! ”

Vito smiled and shook his head: "It's true that I can recite it, but I can't fully grasp the meaning of it yet, and your brother kept this book in his hand and read it many times, obviously because something touched his mind, and he read it many times to understand it more deeply and thoroughly, and I also had this idea, so I chose it." Vito raised the book in his hand again, the smile on his face was so wise and elegant, Yang Zheng suddenly saw the shadow of his brother Yang Qin on his body at this moment.

Xiao Qi, who had no interest in books, was napping on the sofa, and the hostess had been helped back to the room by Yang Di to rest, Yang Cheng sat on the sofa with his chin in his hand in a daze, Yang Di sat on his side, looking at his father with worried eyes.

Hearing the footsteps, Yang Cheng put down his hand, turned his head to look at his son and the guest who came out, his eyes glanced at the book held in Vito's hand, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, obviously because he recognized the cover of the book. He looked at Vito and nodded approvingly: "It's chosen!" ”

"Selected, thank you!" Vito replied politely.

"Let's go back! It's late. Yang Cheng made a gesture to send off the guest.

Vito bowed his head slightly, and walked away from Yang's house.