Silent Crown Chapter 85: Expectation and loneliness

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

　　 He was lying in the recuperation ward of the school hospital, and the musician from the chanting faction stationed in the hospital told him that he was okay, but that he was too mentally exhausted, chronically malnourished, and emotional ups and downs.

　　 Although it doesn’t sound like it’s okay, it’s not a difficult disease after all.

　　"The money for diagnosis is waived, thanks to you, today there is a major operation to practice hands."

　　 The doctor rubbed his hands excitedly before leaving, "If you can send a little more like that kind of rich young master to come to us to be a little white... Uh, I mean for treatment, we can call your prescription in the future. 20% off!"

　　 Snap, the door closed.

　　 Only silent Abraham remained in the ward.

　　 In silence, he stared at Ye Qingxuan with complicated eyes. Ye Qingxuan became embarrassed, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

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

　　 "Why not go all out?"

　　 He raised his head, and said bluntly, "You are done."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, the smile on his face became a bit stiff.

　　 "Did you see it?"

　　 He scratched his face awkwardly, trying to cushion the atmosphere, but Abraham was silent, waiting for his response.

　　 He stopped, the last moment.

　　 At that time, the light of dragon's breath was still brewing. If you want to destroy the matrix, it will take at least two breaths. But the rest of the time was enough for Edmund to kill himself, and he was incinerated into coke in the destruction he released.

　　 will not leave a breath as it is now, it will not be as uncomfortable or brittle as it is now, and it will not be so grudged as it is now. Yes, as long as you were cruel.

　　 If you kill him then...

　　 "If you don't stop, it will be very troublesome? The result of killing people is very serious, and their revenge may be more severe. Teacher, you will also be under great pressure, and..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan stammered to explain, but couldn't say anything in Abraham's eyes. Abraham looked at him and asked softly: "Ye Zi, you care about it, maybe that's not it, right?"

　　 "Teacher, I don't understand what you mean." Ye Qingxuan became frustrated: "Didn't I go all out? I have worked very hard, you see, I have won."

　　 "Winning is the result." Abraham said flatly: "Going all out is the determination to put everything on the gaming table."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned. After a long time, he lowered his head in frustration:

　　 "The teacher meant, should I kill him?"

　　"Leaf, I don’t know how you think of musicians. But musicians are not as sacred as others say. Sometimes it’s just a job.

　　If you work, there are dirty and non-dirty. But even the cleanest musician may not be able to clean his hands. I mean, do you understand? "

　　 Abraham looked at him: "Killing is always bad, but sometimes bad things may not be the best choice. Because no matter what the choice is, it’s better than choosing ‘weak’.

　　——Weakness means relying on the mercy of the enemy to survive. "

　　 Ye Qingxuan: "I...I'm sure."

　　 "I don't know it every time!"

　　 Abraham raised his voice, "Being weak in the duel of musicians is irresponsible for his own life. Are your enemies weak enough to need you to give them mercy?

　　 Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, speechless.

　　 Abraham looked at him depressed, sighed, and said softly: "I hope this will be the last time you will'undermine the enemy', Ye Zi, I don't want my students to die in front of me."

　　 "I..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and replied: "I know."

　　 "It's not suitable for talking about this kind of topic right now. You can rest first. I'll talk about other things later."

　　 Abraham finished a little awkwardly, and got up to say goodbye. But after opening the door, he hesitated and looked back at him:

　　 "Leaf."

　　 "Huh?" The boy looked up at him.

　　 "Congratulations."

　　He said softly, and his awkward expression was also full of relief: "I wanted to say only this."

　　 The door closed silently.

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　　 After a long time, a figure crept in, and after looking around to see no one, he swaggered to the bedside, grabbed the fruit in the fruit basket, and began to gnaw unwillingly.

　　 Seeing the young man concentrating on thinking, he unceremoniously patted Ye Qingxuan on the back of the head.

　　 "Hey, kid, what's the matter?"

　　 Charles pressed his throat and put on a strange drunk uncle's tone: "Is it worrying about the little secret of puberty? It's okay, let the uncle tell you..."

　　 answered him with a blunt middle finger.

　　"Brother, if your IQ can be stabilized at an average value."

　　"Aren’t you still very energetic? I was worried about you when I was eavesdropping outside."

　　 Charles reluctantly shrugged and patted his shoulder: "Relax a little, the teacher is actually good for you. It's like the brother is also good for you, right?"

　　 "I know."

　　 Ye Qingxuan rubbed his eyebrows a little sadly, and leaned on the bed: "It’s because I know that I have a headache."

　　 "Why?" Charles was taken aback.

　　 "Do you know? 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. "

　　 He recalled the faces of the priest and the teacher, and couldn't help sighing: "The more people expect you, the more disappointed you will be. If this is the case, why should you expect others?"

　　"...So you are struggling with this?"

　　Char's helpless expression: "Don't get second, Ye Zi."

　　 "What is'Secondary 2'?"

　　 "A disease that reduces IQ and makes people entangled and turned into a youthful youth. In the late stage, I will feel that I can only save the world by myself. For the sake of my girl, I want to defeat the devil, or simply want to destroy the world..."

　　 "Sounds good?"

　　 "Actually it's okay."

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

　　 Expectation may not be a good thing. If you don't want to be expected, you will...live very lonely. "

　　 "There is nothing wrong with being alone."

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

　　 Hearing him say this, Charles laughed, as if he had heard an innocent joke.

　　 "Leaf, you can live happily, but you can also live lonely. But it's impossible for anyone to be happy and lonely..." He said softly:

　　 "...that you are lying to yourself."

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　　Avalon at dusk

　　 In the quiet alley, Yunlou Chaoyue seems to move forward aimlessly.

　　 In this exotic city, she looked around at the strange scenery around her, and when she lowered her head, she seemed to measure the distance of the blue bricks with the magnitude of her footsteps.

　　 Behind her, the old mother followed step by step, looked at her back, and stopped talking.

　　"What's wrong? Grandma?"

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

Grandma 　　 lowered her head and whispered to persuade: "His Royal Highness is the son of a daughter, the bones of immortality are born. After all, this is the realm of barbarians, if something goes wrong..."

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

　　 "But your Highness is your Highness, how can you..."

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

　　The old mother gave a suffocated expression, and it took a long time to pull the corners of her mouth with difficulty:

　　"Hall, Your Highness are joking again."

　　 "I didn't laugh."

　　 In the quiet alley, Yunlou Chaoyue stopped and looked back at her: "Isn't it the'uncle' that you are loyal to, the'orthodox' of Yunlou City?"

　　 In silence, the grandmother looked at her in silence. After a long time, her panic eyes gradually calmed down and became cold: "Your Majesty's eyes are like torches, but the old body doesn't know, where is the flaw?"

　　The girl shook her head: "Mother, you have been doing very well, loyal and conscientious. Where are the flaws?"

　　"Why..."

　　"Do you know Mother? There is a proverb in Yiren, saying that the eyes are the windows of the heart~IndoMTL.com~ Yunlou Chaoyue looked at her pupils with so indifferent eyes: "This sentence is right. Because every time I look into your eyes, I feel that there is a ghost in your heart. "

Grandma 　　 was taken aback, and sighed softly after a long time, "So that's it, has the old body... been seen through from the beginning?"

　　 She raised her hand and took off the hairpin with her hair, so mottled gray hair fell from the back of her head. With the crackling of the joints, the back she had been supporting slowly stood up, the old spots and curse lines on her face trembling, squirming slowly, and finally disappeared.

　　 Under her undergarment, the originally bloated body trembles, and gradually tightens, but the skeleton expands again and becomes tougher. The loose skin on the back of the hand is tight, showing a sense of geology like fish scales.

　　 In an instant, she didn't look like that loyal and cheap servant, she became fierce, her eyes sharp. On her skin, the faces of wild beasts were swimming, as if all the beasts had eaten each other, evolving tragically, Shura Shengjing.

　　 "Where are the others? Come out too."

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

Before the voice of 　　 fell, the sound of light footsteps sounded.

　　 At both ends of the alley, two men in long robes walked out of the air, their figures erratic and blurred, like ghosts. One holds a pipa, and the shadows all over the body are like a ghostly dance. One carried Huqin on his back, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the road of clouds.

　　 has a vision and resonates with the outside world.

　　 All three of them are strong men who have broken through the barriers of knowledge, and resonance-level musicians.