Lian Hengshan shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to shake off the haze of yesterday, and suddenly a voice sounded in his head.

"Son, you're not only capable of this, are you?"

In a trance.

Lian Yokoyama seems to have returned to the time when he left Aoki Castle after participating in the 'Sword Washing Ceremony'.

It was the darkest time of his life.

In the 'On the Sword' ring of Yingtian Academy, the student from the Hundred Battles Academy was scared out of the ring, and after returning to his hometown, even Yokoyama collapsed.

I stayed at home for two months, let alone go out of the house, and I barely stepped out of my own door.

In the end, it was his father who forced his way down the door, pulled him out roughly, and pushed him down in the bright sunlight outside the door.

"Look at you like this."

"Are you still the Lian Hengshan I know?"

"If you lose, you lose, don't you just win it back next time, who are you decadent to show like this?"

The tall figure of his father came into view, but even Yokoyama glanced at him, lowered his head, and did not 'suddenly open up' because of a few words.

He got up, walked over to the wall and shadows, and curled up in a ball.

He was afraid of the light.

It was as if as long as it was exposed to the light, it would be laughed at.

He used to look down on such people the most, but now, he has lived the way he hates the most.

The way he looked made his complaining father finally turn into a long sigh.

"Yokoyama, I don't cultivate, so I can't say things like 'I can understand you.'"

"But I know it's not a good thing for you kid to be small."

"I know that all too well."

"You're not a nice person."

"You are arrogant and arrogant."

"You don't make trouble for me when you are young, every time you bully your classmates at school, Lao Tzu has to beat you."

"Scolding is even more commonplace, but in my heart, I'm still very happy."

"I know, I don't have any skills, and your mother divorced me because of this."

"I'm just a bitch."

"You kid isn't a good thing, but you're not bad at all, and although you're bad, you're always better than me."

"But what's the difference between you and me now?"

"I went out the door, and when I came back, I shut myself up, and locked myself up."

"If you were a good person, your classmates would probably still pity you and sympathize with you."

"But you're not a good person, and who will sympathize with you if you do this?"

His father's words touched the heartstrings of Lian Hengshan, and he raised his head and looked at the man who had already sat down and was smoking a cigarette with some blankness.

"Since you don't want to be a good person, then be completely bad, and the most important thing to be a bad person is to abandon morality and dignity."

"If you can't give up even these two points, then you can change your mind and be a good person."

"Because it's too difficult for people who are not completely bad, who can only survive in the cracks."

"Just like you are now."

"You still care about your dignity, so you don't have a face to see people, and hide like a mouse every day."

"And the truth is, no one cares about you."

"Do you think those people won't laugh at you if you hide?"

"No, they're still going to laugh at you behind your back."

"Since the facts haven't changed, why are you hiding?"

"You've done this to change nothing at all."

"If you want to change something, get out there."

"If you can't be a good person, you can't be a mediocre person like me."

"Then go and be a complete bad person, so that even if you end up on the road, at least, you will not be as pale as me in this life."

"Thick black is also a color, isn't it?"

"It's not as fiery as red, as brilliant as gold, and as pleasing to the eye as blue, but at least it's deep enough."

"Enough to make people remember you."

After smoking, the man stood up, patted his trousers, and said nothing.

Let's go.

Even Yokoyama sat in the shadows.

After a while.

He reached out and tried to reach into the light.

That day, Lian Hengshan walked out of the house and shuttled aimlessly through the dungeon.

It was some time again.

His inactive father died of illness, and he watched as the once-tall man ended up in his hospital bed as a skinny old man.

Lian Hengshan had a clear thought in his heart.

This is not the life I want!

In the mech cab.

Even Yokoyama came to his senses.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

"You're right, old man."

"I don't like to be pale, and I can't paint my life in the brilliant colors of red, gold or blue."

"But I can be black."

"Heavy, deep black."

"I'm going to give back the shame of that day."

"That's why I joined Dragoon."

"He's here, so I'm here."

"This time, I'll let him quit the stage!"

He looked out the panoramic window, his eyes passing through the battlefield, past behemoths and mechs.

Eventually, it landed on Yao Yuan's back.

......

Call.

The wind howled, blowing Fang Yao's bangs.

The previous dragoon lowered his binoculars and withdrew his gaze towards Yaoyuan.

"I wish I had the opportunity to meet your closed disciple."

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Fang Yao didn't need to look back to know that it was Tu Maochun.

He smiled and said, "Don't see each other, I'm afraid that you will be happy to see him, and you will want to pass on something to him when you see him." ”

Behind him, a tall middle-aged man let out a hearty laugh: "It seems that this kid named Luo Yan should be quite good, it's the first time I've heard you praise your student so directly." ”

"Even the kid who asked you to clean up the portal by yourself back then didn't hear a word of praise from you."

Fang Yao shook his head: "It's different. ”

"I'm old now, and when I'm old, my mood will always change."

"Old?"

"Xiao Fang, you say it again in front of me." The old man with a red face walked over, and Zheng Chunqiu pulled Fang Yao and shouted.

Lin Bingjiang, who looked like an old monkey next to him, squatted on a stone and smoked a flue.

"Who doesn't know that you Zheng Chunqiu is old, and Xiaofang hasn't compared your age with you, what are you anxious about, and you have the ability to compare knife skills with Xiaofang."

Zheng Chunqiu immediately let go of Fang Yao and pointed at Lin Bingjiang: "What's wrong with me making a few jokes with Xiao Fang, I want you, an old smoker, to meddle in your business!" ”

When the two old men began to quarrel, Lin Xuan, the youngest among the crowd, walked over.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Strategy Government has sent our mechs over."

Lin Bingjiang immediately jumped down from the stone: "Wonderful, it's been a long time since I've seen my old buddy, it's hard to think that the Strategy Mansion still keeps the mecha for us." ”

Zheng Chunqiu muttered: "The mecha we used at that time was not even a god general, and I don't know if it is still useful now." ”

Lin Bingjiang glanced at him: "The real strong people will not complain about the environment, do you see that people Xiaofang complains that their mecha is just a god general?" ”

"People were also captains back then, but there weren't so many magic machines to open at that time."

"Didn't people still kill the alliance defense line back then?"