When Ye Qingxuan woke up from his slumber, it was already dusk.

He lay in the recuperation ward of the school hospital, where the musician from the Psalm faction told him that he was fine, just that he was too mentally exhausted, chronically malnourished, and emotionally fluctuating.

It doesn't sound like it's okay, but it's not a difficult disease.

"The money for the diagnosis is waived, thanks to you, there is a major surgery to practice today. ”

The doctor rubbed his hands excitedly before leaving, "If you can send a little more like that kind of rich young master to our place...... Uh, I mean for treatment, we can get a 20% discount on your prescription in the future!"

Bang, the door closes.

Only the silent Abraham was left in the ward.

In silence, he stared at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes full of complexity. Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Abraham was silent, his metal fingers tapping on his knees, as if trying to organize the wording, to find some appropriate, gentle words to communicate, but in the end, he seemed to succumb to his meagre communication skills, sighed, and gave up.

"Why don't you go all out?"

He looked up and said bluntly, "You stopped." ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face stiffened a little.

"Is it seen?"

He scratched his face in embarrassment, trying to buffer the atmosphere, but Abraham remained silent, waiting for his response.

He stopped, at the last minute.

At that time, the light of the dragon's breath was still brewing, and if you want to destroy the matrix, it will take at least two breaths. But two breaths were enough time for Edmund to kill himself, and he was burned to char in the destruction he unleashed.

It won't be like it is now, it won't be as dry and brittle as it is now, and it won't be as grudge as it is now. That's right, as long as you were ruthless at the time.

As long as you kill him at that time......

"If you don't stop, it's going to be very troublesome, right? The result of killing people is very serious, and their revenge may be even worse, and the pressure on you will be very great, teacher, and ......."

Ye Qingxuan stammered to explain, but he couldn't say anything in Abraham's eyes. Abraham looked at him and asked softly, "Yezi, what you care about, I'm afraid it's not these, right?"

"Teacher, I don't understand what you mean. Ye Qingxuan became frustrated: "Haven't I already done my best? I've worked hard, you see, I've already won." ”

"Winning is the result. Abraham said lightly: "Giving it all is the determination to put everything at the table." ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, and after a long time, he lowered his head in frustration:

"What do you mean, should I kill him?"

"Yezi, I don't know what you think of musicians. But musicians are not as sacred as others say, and sometimes it's just a job.

When it comes to work, there are dirty and dirty. But even the cleanest musicians don't have to be clean. I mean, do you understand?"

Abraham looked at him: "It's always bad to kill someone, but sometimes, bad things are not necessarily the best choice. Because whatever the choice is, it is better than choosing 'weakness'.

-- To be weak means to survive by relying on the mercy of the enemy. ”

Ye Qingxuan: "I...... Be sure. ”

"Certainty is not available every time!"

Abraham raised his voice, "To be weak in a duel of musicians is to be irresponsible for one's own life." Are your enemies weak enough to need you to show them mercy?

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and was speechless.

Abraham looked at his depressed look, let out a long sigh, and whispered, "I hope this is the last time you 'underestimate the enemy', Leaf, and I don't want my students to die before me." ”

"I ......"

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and replied, "I know." ”

"It's not a good time to talk about that. You can rest first. The rest, more on that later. ”

Abraham finished somewhat awkwardly and got up to say goodbye. After opening the door, he hesitated for a moment and looked back at him:

"Leaves. ”

"Huh?" the boy looked up at him.

"Congratulations. ”

He whispered, his embarrassed expression full of relief: "That's all I wanted to say. ”

The door closed silently.

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After a long time, a figure crept in, looked left and right to see that there was no one, then swaggered to the head of the bed, grabbed the fruit from the fruit basket and began to nibble on it.

Seeing the young man's concentration in thought, he unceremoniously patted the back of Ye Qingxuan's head.

"Hey, little ghost, what's wrong?"

Charles pressed his throat and put on the tone of a strange drunk uncle: "Are you bothering the little secrets of adolescence? It's okay, let your uncle tell you ......"

He was answered with an unceremonious middle finger.

"Senior brother, it would be nice if your IQ could stabilize at an average. ”

"Aren't you still in good spirits? I'm worried about you when I'm eavesdropping outside. ”

Charles shrugged helplessly and patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, the teacher is actually good for you." It's like a senior brother is also good for you, right?"

"I know. ”

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his eyebrows a little nerve-wrenched and leaned on the bed: "It's because I know that I have a headache." ”

"Why?" said Charles.

"You know what? I'...... I hate being expected by others. ”

Ye Qingxuan sorted out his thoughts and said softly: "For me, expecting this kind of thing is like if I don't do something, don't achieve any goals, or don't change myself, I will fail. ”

Recalling the faces of the priest and the teacher, he couldn't help but sigh: "The more others expect from you, the more disappointed they will be in you." If that's the case, why expect someone else?"

“...... So you're struggling with this?"

Charles's expression was helpless: "Don't be in the second, Yezi." ”

"What is Secondary 2?"

"A disease that will lower IQ and make people tangled into Wenqing.,In the late stage, I feel that I can only rely on myself to save the world.,For the sake of my sister, I'm going to overthrow the big demon king.,Or simply want to destroy the world......"

"Sounds good?"

"Actually, it's fine. ”

Charles sighed, scratched his head, and looked up at him after a long time: "Yezi, you are seventeen years old, I don't know how to tell you."

Expecting may not be a good thing, but if you don't want to be expected, you'll ...... It's lonely to live. ”

"There's nothing wrong with being lonely. ”

Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, "I'm also very happy to be lonely." ”

Hearing him say this, Charles laughed, as if he had heard a naïve joke.

"Yezi, you can live happily, but you can also live a lonely life. But no one can be happy and lonely at the same time......," he whispered.

“...... That's you liaring on yourself. ”

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Avalon twilight

In the silent alley, Yunlou Chaoyue seemed to be moving aimlessly and casually.

In this exotic city, she looked around at the unfamiliar scenery around her, and when she lowered her head, it seemed to measure the distance of the green bricks with the amplitude of her steps.

Behind her, the old lady followed step by step, looking at her back, wanting to speak and stopping.

"What's wrong?"

Yunlou Chaoyue looked back at her: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Mama lowered her head and persuaded softly: "Your Highness is the son of a daughter, and she is born with fairy bones. After all, this is the realm of Yiren, if something goes wrong......"

Yunlou Chaoyue shook his head: "Besides, there is no one else here, Mama, you don't need to call me by His Royal Highness." ”

"But His Highness is His Highness, how can he ......?"

Hearing her words, Yunlou Chaoyue nodded, and suddenly realized: "It seems that Yunlou Qingxi didn't tell you anything." ”

The old woman looked suffocated, and after a long time, she pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty:

"Your Highness, Your Highness is joking again. ”

"I'm not laughing. ”

In the silent alley, Yunlou Chaoyue stopped and looked back at her: "Isn't your allegiance to my titular 'uncle', the 'orthodox' of Yunlou City?"

In the silence, Mama looked at her silently, and after a long time, her frightened eyes gradually calmed down and became cold: "Your Highness really has a magic eye like a torch, but I don't know what happened to my old body?"

The girl shook her head: "Mama, in fact, you have always done a good job, loyal and conscientious, where are there any flaws?"

"Then why ......"

"Mama, do you know? There is a proverb that says that the eyes are the windows of the heart. ”

Yunlou Chaoyue looked at her pupils, her eyes were so indifferent: "This sentence is very true, because every time I look at your eyes, I feel that there is a ghost hidden in your heart." ”

Mama was stunned, and sighed softly after a long time, "I see, the old body has been ...... from the beginning Did you see through it?"

She raised her hand and plucked the hairpin pinned with her hair, and the mottled gray hair scattered from the back of her head. With the crackling of the joints, the back she had been holding slowly rose up, and the old spots and spell lines on her face trembled, slowly squirming, and finally disappeared.

Under her skirt, the originally bloated ** trembled, gradually tightened, but the skeleton swelled again and became more and more tough. The loose skin on the back of the hand is tight, and the texture of fish scales emerges.

In an instant, she no longer looked like the loyal and philistine servant, she became fierce and her eyes were sharp. On her skin, the faces of wild beasts were swimming, like a hundred beasts devouring each other, evolving into a tragic Shura scene.

"What about the others? ”

Yunlou Chaoyue looked at both ends of the alley: "It's not easy to find a secluded place in Avalon. ”

Before the words fell, light footsteps sounded.

At both ends of the alley, two robed men stepped out of the air, their figures vague and blurred, like ghosts. One hugged the pipa, and the shadows around him were like ghosts dancing. One is carrying a huqin, and his feet seem to be stepping on the cloud road.

Harbor visions and resonate with the outside world.

All three of them are strong people who have broken through the barrier of knowledge, resonance-level musicians.