Silent Crown Chapter 73: Shire

　　 "Hey, don't you know..."

　　 Edmund wanted to say something, but Bradley raised his hand to signal him not to speak.

　　"The vigor of young people is always enviable." He maintained a gentle smile and re-written a check: "I am willing to pay twenty..."

　　 "Sorry, I'm not selling."

　　 Ye Qingxuan interrupted him, making his smile stiff.

　　 In the silence, his expression collapsed little by little, and in the end, it became gloomy.

　　"Young man, this is not the place for you to make jokes."

　　 He whispered, pointing to the family crest on the cufflinks, "Find out who you are talking to. If I were you, I would accept this check before I change my mind."

　　 He looked down at the silent young man, tore off the check, clamped two fingers, and slowly handed it to him: "What about thinking again? Even if the young man has the courage, he must also consider other people around him. ."

　　 "Uncle, they also have a little girl..."

　　 Edmund's eyes were vicious, and he whispered in Bradley's ear.

　　 Hearing these words, Charles's expression changed, and his eyes showed anger. He took two steps forward, but was stopped by Ye Qingxuan.

　　The young man put away his pocket watch in silence, adjusted his neckline, and looked up at Bradley’s eyes, his eyes were cold and contemptuous, as if there was cold snow underneath, and a black whirlpool under the snow. .

　　 "It's so ugly, the face of a big man, you can say anything like a gift."

　　 Ye Qingxuan raised his finger, bounced the check in front of him, and cast a glance at Edmund: "If anything happens to Bai Xi, you will regret what you said today...I promise."

　　 Hearing these words, Edmund’s expression twitched, as if furious, but he was stared at by those eyes, but he became frightened for no reason.

　　 "Let's go, brother, there is no need to bother about these mad dogs."

　　 Ye Qingxuan retracted his gaze, turned and left.

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　　 "I don't know good or bad."

　　 just behind him, Bradley stared at his back, a sullen expression in his sullen expression. He reached out and held the flute under the dress, opened his lips, and recited the secret words to start.

　　 For an instant, the faint and long flute sound penetrated Ye Qingxuan's ears. In the low voice, it seemed to be a soft whisper with a yin spirit, and it was entangled in the two people's minds for an instant, like the seeds of corruption, and began to grow rapidly.

　　 is like a mold growing wildly under the spring sunshine, absorbing the nutrients of dead wood.

　　The sudden trance descended on Ye Qingxuan's consciousness, making his feet soft and almost falling. The body was stiff, as if it had been taken away by some kind of power, and he no longer accepted his own control.

　　 This is the Taylorman Flute Concerto, No. 68-Raising the string. This is one of the most common scores in the mental image system. Through the invasion of consciousness, the runes are parasitic like molds. Then, the consciousness of the subject is smoothed out and turned into a cruel score of puppets.

　　 Under the control of the music, the stiff boy turned slowly, like a broken puppet, trying to walk back step by step.

　　 Bradley looked at the boy who returned to the land, with grim eyes flashing pleasure, he slowly stretched out his hand: "Hand over the Twin Snake Timepiece..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan's movements were stiff, but he did not reach out.

　　 Bradley's eyes became more and more angry, and he spurred the flute again. The flute's sound was sharp, slowly raising, but suddenly stopped.

　　 is like being strangled in the throat, unable to move.

　　 So the baby died.

　　 "Yo, Mr. Bradley, it's been a long time since I saw you."

　　 Bradley's expression stiffened, because a palm stretched out from behind, resting on his shoulder.

　　 The man who looked like wandering around seemed to be boneless, almost hung on his body, and whispered in his ear: "I don't know how long you have been outside, but the rules here...you Did you forget?"

　　's low voice made Bradley's body cold, and his arm trembled.

　　Because there is a hand on the flute in his arms, the ether in his palm is rusty, and it only takes a moment to rust out his lifelike instruments!

　　 In the Musician Association, there are many rules. There are not many rules that are most worthy of the musicians’ attention. Among the several orders and five applications, the most severely punished content is:

　　——No matter what kind of grievances there are between each other, you are not allowed to do it in the Musician Association!

　　 "Management, Mr. Administrator."

　　 He turned his head stiffly and said in a low voice, "I think this is a misunderstanding."

　　 "Probably, can I take a step to talk to you?"

　　 The manager laughed and stretched out his hand to pull him aside. Bradley subconsciously wanted to resist, but couldn't break free. That hand was like a pair of iron tongs.

　　The manager turned around and looked at him: "I said, take a step to speak, didn't you hear?"

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　　 Outside the door, Bradley's face is uncertain.

　　The administrator took out the lighter from his arms, lit his pipe leisurely, took two puffs, and spit out thin smoke. Like a sigh, he said:

　　 "I don't care what disputes you have with that kid. In the next few days, you'd better pray that kid doesn't make any mistakes in Avalon."

　　 Bradley was taken aback for a moment, his expression gloomy: "Avalon is so big, maybe I did it?"

　　"Avalon is so big, why did you choose to do it here?"

　　The administrator asked, Bradley was speechless.

　　"Also, in the Musician Association, you have done something to two apprentices. As a fine, you will deduct two thousand contribution points. Do you have any comments?"

　　 Bradley gritted his teeth in silence, his expression changed, and finally stopped talking.

　　"That's it. You can go now."

　　 The manager waved his hand, and his expression became confused when he watched him still,

　　"Why are you still here? Need a ticket?"

　　 Bradley stared at him, gritted his teeth for a long time and squeezed out a few words: "The family will remember your gift." Then, he turned and left with Edmund.

　　 Treating this sentence, the administrator only responded with two words: "Hehe."

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　　 After a long time, Ye Qingxuan finally recovered from the paralyzed state. The runes on Shire's hands were shining, shining with a trace of electric light, and he was pressing his shoulders with concern:

　　 "Senior brother, are you alright? Where are you uncomfortable, I'll press it again?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan rubbed his face that had been distorted by electricity, rolled his eyes: "Brother, if you press it again, you will kill me."

　　 "Hey, I don't care about you." Shire removed the electric light and smiled sly.

　　 "It seems you are recovering well."

　　The administrator walked in, saw them both, and nodded: "If there is nothing wrong, go back. Don't worry, this is Avalon after all, that guy dare not mess around..."

　　 "Uh, thank you."

　　 Ye Qingxuan saw him here, but he didn't know what he was called. Charles rushed forward with a surprised look, yelling that I would have brought fruit when I knew your old man was here...

　　The administrator pushed the **** away reluctantly, and couldn't help sighing: "Just call me the administrator, or Mr. Bayer."

　　 "There is no need to thank me, this is the rules of the association."

　　 He patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder: "I'll be busy first when I have business, and I often come to play when I have time... Who else, remember to bring some fruit next time. I got a little bit angry recently, and my mouth is always upset. It's foaming."

　　 "Good, good. What do you like to eat? Let me see if there is any in the backyard of Change Academy. Or else I will look for it in the backyard of Enlightenment Academy..."

　　Charle waved his hand and said goodbye.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's reluctant thought: Do you think about things in other people's backyards all day?

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　　 In the office, Bayer was standing in front of the window, watching the young man on the street far away, but when his gaze fell on Shire, he became confused.

　　 Bradley’s score should be for two people together, he felt clearly. But why did Ye Qingxuan get the trick, but the **** who seems to make people want to have a fight is all right?

　　"Is Bradley out of control himself?"

　　 He pinched his chin and said to himself.

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　　 When he left at noon, Ye Qingxuan remembered the crowds on this road like weaving, making the noise like the sounds of the whole world converging. But when I went back, it was already dusk, and the crowds disappeared.

　　 The hustle and bustle is no longer, and it becomes quiet again.

　　 Even Charles was silent, but walked in front of him with his head down, kicking the stones under his feet.

　　 "What's wrong with you?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked at him, and felt something was wrong.

　　 "It's nothing, I'm fine." Charles scratched his hair, but didn't look back at him.

　　 Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "When you are good, you will say,'You care about me so much, brother, I'm so touched,' ah, but if you say that now, it means it's not good.

　　 is it because of the association? "

　　"...Almost."

　　Charles muttered in a low voice: "The teacher has been saying that I will be my elder brother in the future. But my elder brother is going to take care of you. All I can do every day is gag, and I can't do anything else."

　　He paused and kicked the stone away: "Because I'm useless wood, you know."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned, remembering Bart's words in the cafeteria, and Shire's wilting appearance. He opened his mouth to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

　　 Only now did he realize that he really has no comforting experience.

　　 Charles looked back at him and saw that he looked as sluggish as himself~IndoMTL.com~ I knew why, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

　　 "Don't worry about me, I'm actually fine, I just don't know what went wrong."

　　 He stopped Ye Qingxuan and patted him on the shoulder: "Sometimes you get stuck and get used to it. Life is a little bit sluggish, I owe some debts, and I often get drunk... But these always There is a solution."

　　"In the past, I used to feel sad because of myself, get drunk, and have some strange nightmares. After I woke up, I didn’t know where I went. Every time I opened my eyes, I wondered if I stayed here. What's the point.

　　 But apart from here, I have no other place to go. "

　　 Ye Qingxuan was silent, not knowing what to say, Charles looked at him more sad than himself, and laughed.

　　 "But it's actually very good here."

　　 He hooked the boy's neck and said softly: "Here is the teacher, there is you, and Bai Xi. I'm not alone anymore.

　　 I want to protect them, so this city can also become very beautiful. "

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　　On the open street, the blond young man hummed a vague tune. He looked around the city under the sunset, and among the buildings, he could see the ocean in the distance.

　　 The light of the setting sun fell on the waves, brilliant as gold.

　　The sun fell from behind them, and on the road in front of them, they pulled out a projection of shoulders and backs, which were the outlines of two teenagers.

　　 Looking at the shadow that is no longer alone, he no longer feels depressed and smiles.