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This is Ye Lanzhou's last note, the last essay.

For the sake of the world, for the sake of morality, and perhaps for the salvation of mankind, for some other noble ...... From the beginning to the end, he never mentioned his wife and son.

"Unexpectedly...... It's really your ......."

For a long time, for a long time, Ye Qingxuan closed the note silently: "It's really you." ”

In the dim light, he leaned back in the chair of the carriage and closed his eyes feebly.

"This world?"

What are you doing for the sake of this world?

Silently, the note was shattered by the aether and fell to the ground like a flurry of snow.

In the ripples of the angry music theory, the aftermath of the disorder spreads, and the nature interferes.

The fluttering snow powder burned silently, and the dim sparks fluttered and disappeared into this world.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the pile of dim sparks and whispered:

"--Go to you're the world!"

A long time ago, Ye Qingxuan heard a joke: a peasant woman went into the city to buy a basket of eggs to go home, because she was good-looking, so on the way she met a group of hooligans who teased her and wanted to drag her into the woods.

The peasant woman resisted to the death, and burst out with great strength, fighting with the hooligans. The hooligans were shocked by her integrity, and knelt down in shame to express their evil thoughts, begging for forgiveness.

"What a big deal. ”

The peasant woman patted the dirt on her body with disdain, and she said:

"I thought you were going to snatch my eggs. ”

For so many years, Ye Qingxuan has wandered in this world, homeless, and lost so many things. He loved his mother in his heart, and he also hated Ye Lanzhou.

But he has always felt that Ye Lanzhou has a hard time.

There must be a reason why he did it.

He may have been trying to protect the family.

Maybe it's to get rid of the fate of the blood of the Ye family's dragon veins. Maybe it's because of the persecution and conspiracy of the Hundred Eyes. Maybe it's for some other secret that is hard to guess......

So he had to do it.

Ye Qingxuan has been washing the floor for more than ten years in his heart.

As a result, Ye Lanzhou told him: I did this for this egg.

It's funny.

Go, you, mother, eggs.

Go to Ye Lanzhou, you, mother!

The world is so cold, and so ugly, it seems to be snowing forever, walking barefoot in it, and feeling the heart-wrenching coldness at every step.

There are so many people who should love it, guard it, and sacrifice something for him.

But even if the top 100 people in the order die, it will definitely not be your turn!

You love the world so much, but the world doesn't love you.

It's ironic.

It's a shame.

Ye Qingxuan only felt that his life was extremely funny, like a joke. It took more than ten years of strength to come here and find the truth, but found that Ye Lanzhou just wanted to be an unsung hero from beginning to end.

Well, you go to be your unsung hero, to die heroically where no one knows.

For some reason, Ye Qingxuan suddenly wanted to go back to Lute Town.

Perhaps, I should inherit the position of priest and live my whole life in that small seaside town, a respected priest and repairer, without disasters and diseases.

He lowered his head and stroked the holy emblem, some missed the teacher, some missed Bai Xi and Xia Er, and some missed Lao Fei.

He finally made up his mind to leave the place when this was over.

After that, he had nothing to do with this inexplicable title, with this surname, with the hero who abandoned his wife.

The carriage stopped.

Ye Qingxuan pushed open the door.

"Thanks, Wolf Flute, this time I owe you. He turned to say goodbye.

Wolf Flute looked at his tired expression and shook his head slightly: "Maybe I should have let you know a long time ago." ”

"There's nothing that shouldn't be, you've done enough for me. ”

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead: "I'm a little sleepy today, I won't go tomorrow." ”

The wolf flute was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Congratulations. When you wake up, you'll be a real interference musician. ”

"Wolf Flute ......"

The boy looked back at him with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Huh?" the wolf flute was stunned.

"The tragedy of my life is caused by ether. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled, full of self-deprecation: "Lola is right, if there is another choice, I don't actually want to be a musician." ”

In the cold wind of the night, the boy turned and left.

The wolf flute watched in silence as he walked into the door of the embassy and disappeared into the depths of the courtyard.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the boy back then.

The white-haired boy smiled and stepped into the blazing sun, embarking on his own path to the future.

The scene is vivid, as if it had not been so long ago.

He bowed his head, sighed softly, lit the last cigarette, and exhaled the sorrow and green smoke in his heart.

"Little Yezi, it seems that you have really grown up. ”

-

Under the same night sky, Charles pushed open the window.

The cold wind blew in through the window, and he sighed into his palms and rubbed his hands. In the cold wind, he struck a spirit, and the sleepiness gradually dissipated.

The clock ticked to four o'clock.

In two or three hours, it will be dawn.

After a long hibernation, they finally moved from the dilapidated warehouse to the hotel, but only Konstantin and Shire.

The others seem to have been secretly arranged to leave the Holy City and sail to the New World colonies.

Only the two of them remained in the Holy City.

It was a good place to stay, this villa was beautifully decorated and there was nothing missing. There is also meat for meals, and bread is enough.

It's just that they are still being 'protected'.

The revolutionary army seems to have been unable to regain trust in Konstantin, who was rescued from prison. Even after several censorships, he was never told where the new base of the Revolutionary Army was in the Holy City.

Charles, as Konstantin's secretary and entourage, naturally suffered heavy scrutiny.

And the Winter Veil Festival is approaching day by day, and it seems that there is only half a month left, and the investigation is still not progressing.

There were several correspondences between Constantine and Gaius, and because of Constantine's eye disease, the writing and recitation of the letters were done by Charles on his behalf, but the two men never talked about anything of substance, but cared for each other's health.

I'm afraid that the two of them also know that if they just communicate by letter, they can't solve any problems, right?

Constantine had been opposed to Gaius's actions in the Holy City, even if he had saved himself from prison despite the will of the people.

Gaius, on the other hand, became more and more indifferent to him, and in the last letter, there was a faint feeling of 'doing it for himself', which made people feel more and more unpleasant.

Thinking of this, Charles couldn't help but sigh and look sad.

Behind him, the bedroom door was pushed open.

"Charles?"

Konstantin took off his glasses and looked at him: "Haven't you slept yet?"

"When I woke up, I couldn't sleep, so I opened the window for ventilation. ”

Charles asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"When people get old, they can't sleep well, and they have insomnia. Konstantin threw the book on the table: "After flipping through the book for a while, I still can't sleep, and when I find that you haven't slept either, I want to come out and have a drink with you." ”

"Okay. ”

Charles closed the window, grabbed a random bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, and got ready to come out. There was still a prepared ice tray in the kitchen, and after pouring the water, Charles shook it slightly, and the sound of freezing could be heard inside.

"Done?"

Konstantin looked at his relaxed and freehand appearance, and his expression was a little envious: "No matter how many times I watch it, I feel that the musician is really convenient." ”

"I'm not a musician yet, it's just a little trick that doesn't take the stage. ”

Charles smiled helplessly: "When I was younger, my teacher used to tease me with this trick. When I grew up, I realized that the biggest function of this skill is to make your own smoothies and eat them without anything. ”

"Well, for the sake of the great musicians, cheers. ”

Konstantin was the first to raise his glass, and Charles followed him in a sip.

The two of them talk about a lot of topics in a trivial way, and it's a lot of fun to talk to Konstantin, you can always have a good conversation.

After a few drinks, Charles was happy, and he couldn't wait to talk about his drunken days in Avalon and running naked in the streets.

He shuddered at the thought of this.

After all, my identity is different from the past, in case I drink too much and habitually run to the street...... It's just a mistake to be caught as a pervert, but it's cold, and it's easy to catch a cold when you run naked!

Suddenly he was much more sober.

"Mr. Constantine. ”

He hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't help but ask, "Grand Commander...... What kind of person is he?"

"Grand Commander?" Konstantin thought for a long time before smiling, "You mean Gaius?"

"Uh-huh. Charles nodded and explained, "Well, didn't you say you'd be going to see the Grand Commander in two days? ”

Konstantin seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but smile:

"Are you afraid I won't take you?"

Charles scratched his head in embarrassment.

In fact, this is not a very secret secret, what Gaius did is actually witnessed by the world. ”

Konstantin said lightly: "It's just that many people think he's a madman, and I think so too." ”

Charles froze.

He didn't expect to hear such an evaluation from Konstantin's mouth.

He always felt that Gaius and Konstantin had been friends for decades and had tacit trust in each other, but he did not expect that in Konstantin's eyes, the leader of the revolutionary army, who kept countless people awake at night, and the criminal who should go to hell in the world, turned out to be a madman.

"Perhaps Gaius was once one of the most sober people in the world. ”

Konstantin smiled and raised his head to drink: "But after being driven to a dead end again and again by what he believes in, how much sanity is left?"

Charles looked at him, confused.

"You know, right? He's a Romulus, a people of demons. ”

Konstantin pointed to his chest: "He was born with two hearts here, one on the left and one on the right. The Romulus people believe that only heroes with a destiny can have them.

From the moment he found out, he became an apprentice to the Elders, and that was the beginning of his life's path of betrayal.

The wanderers desperately needed a guide, and he thought so. It wasn't until he found out that no matter how good he was from within, he couldn't save Romulus, and he betrayed everyone's expectations.

He left Auschwitz and went to the Holy City, never to return until Auschwitz was in ruins. ”

At this point, Konstantin fell silent, and after a long time, he whispered: "He has been exhausted all his life trying to complete his mission, but in the end he has been abandoned by his mission.

Initially, he wanted to save his compatriots, and later, he betrayed his compatriots. Then, he believed in the light of the Holy City, but after witnessing Ye Lanzhou's death, he was completely disappointed in the Holy City. He wants to redeem the human world, but finds that the human world refuses to redeem him......

Now, Gaius wants to reinvent the order, he wants to create a better era.

It's a pity that the era doesn't seem to love him. ”

At this point, Konstantin couldn't help but laugh, his smile full of mockery: "He's such a contradictory person, does it sound like he disappoints you, Charles?"

Charles was silent for a long time, scratching his head: "Sounds like a very poor person, sir." ”

"Pathetic?"

Konstantin was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "Perhaps, it is because of this poor person that the world will not be peaceful." ”

Charles looked at him and asked tentatively, "What about you...... Can't you persuade him to stop?"

"Charles, you know what? A sense of purpose is a gift from the devil. ”

Konstantin lowered his head and drank his wine, and said lightly: "It is packaged in a high-sounding manner, used to disguise its vicious nature. Countless people have gone crazy because of it, and they don't hesitate to die.

If it is not satisfied, it will keep people awake at night, experiencing the pain of hell.

Even if you die, you can't close your eyes.

Over the years, how many people have died because of Gaius, sacrificed for him, and if he stopped, so many sacrifices would have been in vain. You get the idea, Charles. The death of so many people has turned into a curse, turning the sense of mission into a demon, entangled in his life.

He couldn't stop, even if I was in front of him. ”

The charr was silent.

Konstantin looked at his sad appearance, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his hair roughly: "There are so many people in the world, how can it be your turn to feel sorry for him?"

Come on, Charles, and let's toast him. ”

He shoved the glass into Charles' hand and held it high: "Cheers to Gaius, to the revolution, to the world!"

Konstantin threw his head up, drank it all, and fell drunk in his chair.

A whole bottle of liquor had been completely drunk by him.

He lay on the couch, intoxicated, and as if he had seen something, he smiled and whispered in a foreign language:

“indegenusdurumsums，experiensquelabarum...... etdocumentsdamusquasinusoriginsnati......”

Since then, we as human beings have endured suffering, hardships, and coldness to prove the stone nature of our flesh. (To be continued.) )