readx;?“ Unfamiliar faces. www.biquge.info The girl in the green dress spoke, and the voice flew into Joseph's ears through the layers of noise. The sweet tone of the tone makes you know that she has a charming smile on her face without looking back, and every word is a sincere concern and affection.

Joseph turned his head to see the girl, and to his surprise, she looked like a lover who had come out of a dream, the girl he had longed for. The moment they looked at each other, he couldn't believe that this was reality, and the interweaving of illusion and reality dyed everything around him with color, and the noisy guests seemed to be cheering for him at this time. After this moment, Joseph calmed down, for the girl had a familiar trace of sadness.

"New to town?" the girl asked.

"Yes Miss, everything is refreshing. Joseph replied.

Blake does his job, watching the girl's every move.

"Is he?" the girl asked.

"Oh, Mr. Andrew is a mercenary, sort of my knight. Joseph said, "You can call me Joseph." ”

"As you wish, Mr. Joseph, my name is Eunice. ”

"It's an honor, Miss Eunice. Joseph said, and Blake snorted lightly in disdain.

Ignoring his impolite gesture, Eunice led the two to the table and sat down. Pounding on the table to the beat, singing songs that are difficult for people of status to speak, and barely audible tunes. Blake stood by with his acquaintance, fulfilling his duty to protect the prince.

"Mr. Joseph, what brought you to the Imperial Capital?" asked Eunice with interest.

"Normally, I would say it's my adventurous spirit and curiosity about the unknown, but today I'd say it's fate. Joseph said.

"Is this the first time you've been in a city like this?" asked Eunice.

"No, not for the first time. Joseph smiled introspectively and said, "The city, especially the big city, gives people oppressive despair. You see, those who have fun, none of them love their lives. Life is nothing more than a prison car riding a tiger, and they are trying to survive in the crowded city, while they are busy trying to find fun. I want to make my prisoner's journey more comfortable and let my life reach the end as soon as possible. Alcohol, gambling, drugs, and all the things that can numb yourself are all used, all of which are confiding in the pathetic nature of how tired you are of life. Sometimes they stand in the street and look out at the skyscrapers, wondering what secret lies within, and sometimes I stand there looking up at the same thing. Looking back, it was a drunken person who dreamed of death, and I smiled and poured the liquor mixed with the colorful life in my wine bag. This psychedelic feeling of being in the middle and out of it intoxicates me and makes me sick at the same time. ”

Eunice's face changed slightly, and she said with a charming smile, "You must have suffered a lot, Mr. Joseph. ”

"How so?" said Joseph.

"Well. Eunice smiled, saying that she was not sure, "I have heard that only people who are afflicted by suffering become talented, and once they are far from suffering, the mediocrity of being content with the status quo will inevitably cover their hearts. Pain will be burned and forgotten. ”

"Then I'll make a bold guess about Miss Eunice. Joseph laughed and said, "Miss Eunice has not only suffered, but you have a great vision. ”

With that, Joseph beckoned the waiter to come and ask for a glass of rum, and a glass

Eunice smiled, "How did you come up with the second answer?" ”

"Well. Joseph said, "A person who is filled with pain usually does not notice that he is in pain." The spider does not know that its web is weaving on the road, doing useless work that can be destroyed at any moment, and the moth does not know that the light it follows is a small oil lamp, and it thinks that it will never be able to leave the small circle when it flies in a straight line. ”

"Is this a game?" said Eunice happily, "Replace me...... Mr. Joseph, you are a pessimist. Believing that life is all about reaching the end, whether the end is release or execution, you think that the journey on the prison car is the most torturous thing. Because your whole life is accompanied by pain, it is difficult to change your view of the world. You say that people use the method of paralyzing themselves to spend their lives in prison cars. But I think that's how they cry out to the world, their suffering, their silent protests against injustice. In the midst of the protests, they make friends to fight against the world. ”

"You're undoubtedly right. Joseph laughed to himself a few times, and thought about it, "Let me see how I can make my turn...... Miss Eunice, you're an overly mature person. But like many mature people, he has seen a lot but can't talk about it in front of his elders. When facing his parents, he always raised his voice and lowered his voice, as if he was no different from the children of many years ago. Because you want to go back to the time when you didn't know about it, back to the carefree old age. ”

Eunice was surprised, "How do you see that?"

Joseph smiled, "I'm so sorry, miss. I didn't see it, I guessed. ”

"All I can say is that your guess is very accurate. ”

For Joseph, it's like having a conversation with his own fantasies. A woman who is a little knowledgeable and a little optimistic. Dressed in a simple long dress, the clothes fluttered out of the misty fairyland, and the vague details revealed a definite form. The more he communicated with her, the more he suspected that he was dreaming. Joseph doesn't know much about her past, but that doesn't stop her from being the perfect dream girl.

At first, their communication was based on speculation and mutual flattery, and neither of them was willing to tell too much about themselves. Soon, so fast that Joseph didn't even realize it, they had gone from nodding acquaintances to close friends. talked about the imperial capital and the distant fairyland, and unreservedly criticized those things that could not be criticized. He learned that her name was Eunice Bailey, and that she had come to the imperial capital with a monk who was not her adoptive father.

When he asked Eunice what she wanted to do in the imperial capital, she said she wanted to change the world. A perfunctory answer, or a sincere one.

"Miss Eunice!" Joseph laughed so hard that the stiff expression on his face had not faded, "May I ask, are you married?"

"Not ...... yet," Eunice was a little embarrassed for the first time, "I don't think about that, at least not now." ”

"Oh, of course. You're going to change the world, and it sounds like you're going to be busy. ”

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go. Eunice got up and prepared to leave.

"Where can I find you?" asked Joseph eagerly.

Eunice smiled back, "I'm singing at this golden-studded rose tavern, if you can come early tomorrow and hear my singing." ”

With that, Eunice left the tavern. Joseph smiled, reminiscing about what had just happened. Interrupted by a muffled remark:

"Your Highness...... It's time for us to go. ”

He only realized now, and Knight Blake had been standing on the sidelines.