Silent Crown Chapter 229: Ashes and Youth

Ye Qingxuan never thought that a meal would be eaten so late. After the restaurant closed, the foreman implicitly hinted that the expression of disgust on his face was beyond words. Ye Qingxuan and the others killed their last beer and said back. House. Net

But soon, Ye Qingxuan realized that there was still a bigger problem in front of him.

—Charle is drunk.

What kind of behavior is Charles when he is drunk? Ye Qingxuan saw it on the first day he came to Avalon...but today he discovered that he was not fully experienced.

So, in the middle of the night, under the lonely moonlight, the legend of Avalon reappeared.

"La la la la la la la~"

Seeing Charles, who was drunk drunk, ran on the street while pulling his clothes while singing, Ye Qingxuan had an urge to die here.

"Teacher..."

He turned his gaze for help on Abraham, but Abraham had no choice. He had no choice but to follow, pick up Charles' clothes that Charles had taken off, and add a note to him to keep him warm to avoid catching a cold.

What makes Bai Xi even more troublesome than after a Charles gets drunk is that Bai Xi is also drunk.

Of course, the drunk Bai Xi is not the kind that makes people worry, she still thinks about the shame that Charles touched her head while she didn't pay attention, and shouted:

"Charr, don't run, my old lady is going to kill you... vomit!"

She also vomited.

The problem is, she is now carried by Ye Qingxuan!

If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan, even if she bends down, she would be vomiting up.

What else could Ye Qingxuan do? Two lines of tears were almost silent. While wiping Bai Xi's mouth, he looked at Abraham:

"Teacher, I really want to die."

"Just get used to it."

Abraham sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Really, just get used to it."

Hearing him say this, Ye Qingxuan, who has been under pressure for a long time, finally couldn't help it. He picked up Bai Xi, and with a burst of anger, he just held down Charles who was streaking in front of him, and pointed to his nose and yelled:

"Charles, calm down. You are already twenty years old. Can you look like a brother? You can drink alcohol, but you can't drink it early! How old people drink, how much, and what do you say? Amazing! You sing even after you get drunk. Do you want to dance! I can teach you if you can’t dance!

You still run! Run a ghost! There is no wolf chasing you behind..."

After a while, the bitterness of my heart was overwhelmed. From the beginning of school to the present, the helplessness and grief and indignation were simply cathartic. After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking at the end, Charles was stunned and stared at him blankly.

Looking at his stunned and sluggish expression, to be honest, Ye Qingxuan had regrets in his heart. Do you speak too much by yourself?

But Charles looked at him for a long time, then suddenly giggled, pounced on him, gave him a hug, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble."

As if it was Ye Qingxuan who was counted down, Charles looked at him with a tolerant and kindly expression: "Junior Brother, let's go home."

Before Ye Qingxuan had time to react, Charles showed the weird smirk after getting drunk, and continued to sing wildly and ran to the front:

"La la la la la..."

Ye Qingxuan patted his forehead helplessly: Brother, you are hopeless.

On his shoulders, Bai Xi seemed to be finally awake. Looking at him drunkly: "Cousin, where is this going?"

"Let's go home..."

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback after speaking, and soon couldn't help but smile: "Well, let's go home."

"No, I want to catch up and beat him!"

Bai Xi glared at Shire who was thrown in front of him, clutching Ye Qingxuan's hair, as if riding a horse: "Cousin, you have to drive!"

"Well, well, you sit firmly."

Ye Qingxuan smiled. He helped the girl behind, learning the sound of the horse's neighing, strode and chased him up.

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The moonlight shines softly. It was scattered on the open streets, illuminating the young blond man in front of him who was unruly like a mad dog, as well as the teenagers and girls who were chasing after him.

Their teacher ran at small steps helplessly, chasing after him, shouting to slow them down.

There was singing from the street running away, and cheers from the girls. There were several sounds like donkeys. The silence was broken, making this icy city not so cold.

Everything has become cute.

Under the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan ran with the **** his back, laughing loudly, and wanted to go home.

He suddenly had an urge to pray, praying to the gods to stop time forever at this moment, staying in a short and full of happiness.

Perhaps, what he has always wanted to find is a place to go back.

There is a stubborn teacher, a mischievous girl, and a **** brother who makes people really helpless.

Sometimes life is simple, sometimes it becomes very troublesome.

But life should be like this.

Even so, it was his dream.

Unfortunately, no matter how long the road is, there is an end. When he stopped, he looked at the sky in astonishment.

The light of the flame was reflected in the distant sky, and the light dyed the boy's white hair red.

That direction...that direction...

He gritted his teeth, pulled out his feet and ran.

That direction...

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When they arrived, it was too late.

The old house on the verge of being abandoned, bathed in flames. The flame crackled and swallowed everything. Ye Qingxuan stood blankly in front of the burning house, watching the flame burn.

There was a faint laughter in the wind, like a mockery of something.

Soon, the flame indulgence triggered the enchantment of the academy, the alarm sounded, and then Yegor, who was on duty tonight, fell from the sky with the storm.

When he saw the burning music history department, he couldn't help but froze for a while, then raised his palm.

With his movements, large black clouds condensed from the sky, and the cold wind spread. But soon, his palm was held.

The storm that is about to condense comes to an abrupt end.

Egor turned his head in astonishment and looked at Abraham who was holding him. Abraham's face was expressionless, but he lifted the steel prosthesis and held it forward.

Ding!

In an instant, the huge flame jumped and disappeared without a trace.

It's like the fire is just an illusion, it has never happened, the only proof. Only the old house that has been scorched and half collapsed.

——Burning is forbidden.

This is an intervention-level advanced technique for forbidden factions, but Yegor has never seen a similar technique from Abraham.

Abraham stood beside Ye Qingxuan, staring silently at the charred ruins in front of him.

"There is nothing left."

Charle walked out of it, and slammed what had become a mass of ashes in his hands on the ground in frustration. Talking to himself: "Nothing is left."

"Where is the old fee?"

Bai Xi ran through the ruins, looked around in a panic, but was pulled by Ye Qingxuan. She stared at Ye Qingxuan's face blankly: "Cousin, old Feita... old Feita..."

"It's okay to spend it all."

Ye Qingxuan touched her head: "Lao Fei hasn't been at home for the past two days. Even if it is there when it burns, it will definitely run away."

"But..."

Bai Xi endured the choking sound, but heard a familiar cry from the grass in the distance.

The big golden retriever dog came out of it, looked around, and when he saw Bai Xi, he yelled, as if he was comforting something. Seeing that it was all right, Bai Xi rubbed the tip of his red nose and hugged it, but didn't know what to say.

Ye Qingxuan wandered in the ruins silently, looking through the things that could still be used. Finally found that only the things in the basement escaped.

There is nothing combustible there. His own set of equipment has been put into the iron box by his own hands, hidden under the floor.

Except there, everything else is gone.

Their room and **, Abraham's study and all the books in the collection... In just a few hours, the traces of life accumulated by everyone have disappeared.

Ye Qingxuan stood in the ruins, feeling that he was standing in a strange place. The flame swallowed everything, leaving only a piece of ashes and coke.

"The fire is very strong. The whole house was lit within one minute. It should be because of the recent dry weather and spontaneous combustion."

Egor after the inspection. No "abnormal" was found, but thinking about the recent events, I couldn't help sighing: "Fortunately, there were no casualties."

"I see, thanks for the school's help."

Abraham was not angry. Just say: "The next thing, let us clean up."

Yegol gave him a complicated look, then nodded, "If you don't have a place to live, you can come to Change Academy, and I will let the students clean up a few rooms and come out."

After speaking. He left.

In the ashes and ruins, there was only silence. Everyone did not speak, but silently packed up some things that could be recycled.

I don't know how long it took, and there were footsteps in the distance.

"It's so miserable. The house suddenly burned. There are unexpected events in the sky. Please be sorry."

Bart stood outside the ruins with sympathy on his face, "The teacher sent me to express my condolences after I heard that, after all, the Department of Music History is an important department of the School of Enlightenment. If you need it, you are welcome to come..."

"Do you dare to show up!"

Charle interrupted him angrily, pulled his collar, and glared at him: "Believe it or not..."

Bart sneered, "Will you say that this is our ghost next? For no proof, don't slander others. To me, maybe you set this fire to win others Sympathy. Otherwise, why didn’t you guys lose even a single hair?"

After listening to Shire, he suddenly stopped angry, but the joints made a rubbing sound, like iron rubbing, with a kind of crazy power.

He didn't want to say anything anymore, and replaced it with an unprecedented feeling, cold and gloomy, like a snake coiled on the damp rock, the scales rubbed, and it made a creepy sound.

Maybe this is killing intent, right?

One hand grasped his wrist, from Ye Qingxuan. Ye Qingxuan stood in front of him, looked at his eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"Leaves..."

"Brother, listen to what he has to say."

Ye Qingxuan let go of his hand, looked back at Bart dull, and said softly: "Bart, you can talk. But you better want to understand what you are talking about..."

The coldness in the boy’s eyes made Barthes take a step back. Soon, he reacted and stopped his gaffe. He just let out a cold snort, seemingly'grand' and didn’t care about Xia just now. Your actions.

"That's right, calm down, it's good for everyone."

He hummed twice and raised his head:

"The teacher said, he is willing to admit that his interpretation results and Mr. Abraham have some coincidences and overlaps: these are all academically common, after all, the truth is the only one.

But this does not mean that he will recognize your quality control. It's just..."

"Just?"

Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at him, his expression was not as curious as he thought, but a cold expression: "Bart, you have to finish speaking, your teacher didn't let you sell it.

Being a dog requires a sense of being a dog. You don't want to make some mistakes that your teacher doesn't want to see because of your reasons, right? "

Bart's expression twitched, his expression became ugly, but after all he chose to finish the sentence:

"It's just that, if you are willing to drop those unnecessary accusations, he is willing to add Mr. Abraham's name to the manuscript submitted. Share this achievement and glory with him."

In the silence, he sneered: "How about? The compensation of a'second author' is already a great thing for the ruined place of the Music History Department.

This is the last chance. I hope you don't make mistakes. The teacher will not give in a second time. "

This is the plan that Ingmar finally chose. No matter how crazy he is, he can't let this incident ferment.

Furthermore, after this warning, the Music History Department may have learned a little bit smarter, and won't be too entangled. This compromise solution is good for everyone.

But to his expectation, after he finished speaking, no one made a sound. They all looked at themselves with a strange look.

Only the gray-haired boy nodded slowly.

"Really? I understand."

He said, "You can go now."

Bart was taken aback, without a reaction: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you can go now, Bart."

Ye Qingxuan said it again, with a careful and serious expression, but his eyes were indifferent, like a wind leading to a long winter night, cold and chilling:

"Don't let me repeat it, I hope you can see that I am in a bad mood now."

"You, you... are you crazy?!"

Bart looked at him in astonishment, speaking incoherently, but didn't know what to say, but he didn't dare to continue entangled any more, and his face flushed and went away.

His footsteps are fast, like chasing an invisible evil spirit behind him, until after he has gone far ~IndoMTL.com~ did he dare to look back and spit on the ground viciously:

"A group of things that don't know good or bad."

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In the same place, Ye Qingxuan watched Bart leave in silence, and saw what he thought he was acting secretly in the woods. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looked down at the ruins under his feet, and looked at the ashes that had been burnt.

Beside, Charles looked at him worriedly and sighed softly: "Leaf..."

"I know, there is no need to persuade me."

Ye Qingxuan looked up at him: "Things have become like this, the house has burned, and the materials are gone. It's useless for us to be sad. Even in the school council, we don't have any cards. After all, We can't even keep the original manuscript, can we?"

He looked at Shire in silence. After a long time, he lowered his eyes, his pupils were like ashes, hiding invisible anger. He said:

"——Brother, I am angry." (To be continued.)