The sea breeze pushed the waves, breaking them on the rocks and stone piles of the pier.
The remaining waves danced and fell into the barrel. The sea fish in the barrel swam and bounced, trying to return to the free sea, but they were always just a hair away.
In the end, he sank to the bottom tiredly and lazily stopped moving, thus welcoming the coming death.
The long straight road emerged from the waves a few days ago and extended to a place a hundred meters offshore. Then it turned into stone steps downwards and submerged into the sea step by step.
The road reshaped by the rocks in the sea is covered with precipitated salt crystals, exuding a slight temperature, and you will not feel cold when walking on it with bare feet.
There is even a hint of warmth in the cold wind of late winter.
An almost natural alchemy appears here.
Just to make it easier for his creator to fish.
Ye Qingxuan sat on the steps, rolled up his trouser legs, and soaked in the slightly warm sea water. He turned around and hung the bait in the box next to him on the fishhook, then waved the long fishing rod and threw the hook into the sea.
Then, I stared at the rising and falling buoy in silence.
Sometimes I sit for the whole day.
In this chaotic world, which seemed to be on the verge of destruction, he was the only one who seemed to be on vacation, calm as if nothing had happened.
Nothing really happened.
No.
He put out his cigarette, raised his hand and poured the full ashtray into the sea, then turned and looked behind him.
On the long road leading to the shore, at some point, a slender figure stepped up. He bent down and put his shoes on the shore. He followed Ye Qingxuan's example and walked over barefoot, his long skirt flying in the wind.
Like blooming jasmine.
Finally, standing next to Ye Qingxuan, she gathered up the hem of her skirt and held it in her hand: "Can you give me a stool?"
"Your Majesty, why not try to sit down directly? It's not cold anyway."
Although he said that, Ye Qingxuan still reached out and lifted a bench out of the sea. After the interference, the seawater condensed into a texture like ice crystals, which was magnificent and gorgeous, worthy of the status of a queen.
"I want to do it too, but unfortunately, the courtesy officer has come with me, so it's a bit troublesome to talk about it."
Mary sat on the chair and raised her hands to tie up her hair that was flying in the sea breeze:
"Did you hear that someone from the Silent Organization is here?"
"Well, there have been a lot of people here these two days," Ye Qingxuan said calmly, holding on to the boom, "Fortunately, there are many houses, and there is more than enough room to accommodate them."
"They told me there is urgent news, why don't you listen?"
"There is a lot of urgent news in the world, but it is often too late when you receive it."
Ye Qingxuan was unmoved, as if he didn't understand their purpose at all: "The state affairs are very urgent, the private affairs are very urgent, and fishing is also very urgent. So, there is no rush. Your Majesty came just in time today. He caught a big grouper this morning." I'm worried that I can't finish the fish by myself."
Mary didn't respond to his words.
Just looking at his profile in silence.
"Mr. Ye..."
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qingxuan turned his head slightly, his eyes seemed confused.
"Do you really, I mean, do you really like fishing?"
"There are many things I like, but unfortunately... they are all gone now."
Having said this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and lit the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said with a self-deprecating expression: "I just want to find something to do, something that I can do, and I won't disappoint anyone." That kind of..."
Looking at his eyes, Mary stopped talking.
He just lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong.
A lot has happened since the destruction of the Holy City.
But to Ye Qingxuan, those things are no longer important. He returned to Avalon, slept in his fief for several days, ate a big meal after waking up, drank wine, smoked cigarettes, and began to learn fishing in a boring life.
Learn in style.
Very rewarding.
"Actually, if nothing happened to Charles, I might be married now."
Ye Qingxuan's voice came out of the blue and brought up this topic without any warning: "I want to invite him to my wedding, along with the teacher. Unfortunately, it's impossible now."
Mary's shoulders shook slightly.
After a long time, she raised her head, wanting to see Ye Qingxuan's expression. But Ye Qingxuan sat in front of her, looking at the sea further ahead, unable to see his eyes or his face.
But that voice was very calm, as calm as if he was numb from exhaustion.
"Before leaving Cathay, Bai Xi cried a lot."
"She told me to bring Ciel back."
"I didn't make it."
"I don't know how to face her, and I don't know how to face you."
He finally turned around with a shameful smile: "I disappoint you, Your Majesty. I am such an indecisive man. I have no mercy and nowhere to show it. In the end, all I have left is weakness. I am not worthy of being expected, and I am not worthy of being expected. Not worthy of your affection.”
But he didn't see Mary's sad look, nor did he see her turn away in tears.
She was looking at herself, looking at the man in front of her solemnly and seriously, without any sign of wanting to avoid or escape.
Look at it openly.
"-Mr. Ye, you saved me, didn't you?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
But Mary stood up from the chair, stepped forward, stepped on the steps, and stood in the sea, blocking the middle between him and the ocean, blocking the sight that he wanted to escape.
Let your long skirt get wet.
"I know you didn't save me because I am Mary, but I am still very grateful to you. As long as someone asks you for help, you will respond, like a glorious hero, and will not let suffering happen in front of you. . If there is anyone in this world who deserves the title of 'Hand of God', then only you can bear it. I have always thought so."
Mary looked at him, took a deep breath, and said what she had been hiding in her heart:
"—What I love is you!"
In the silence, Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
After those words were finished, the solemn and awe-inspiring emperor seemed to disappear and returned to his former self. He was even a little uneasy. He lowered his head and pinched the corner of his skirt:
"It took all my courage to say this. Thank you for not interrupting me. If I had to do it over again, I would definitely hesitate again, right?"
"Mr. Ye is different."
"Mr. Ye can do it."
“I believed in that the whole time.”
Avoiding his gaze, Mary lowered her head, returned to the chair, and fell silent.
For a long time, Ye Qingxuan lowered his head in shame and laughed softly.
"Are the people from the Silent Agency waiting outside?"
"kindness."
Mary nodded, "It is said that he brought important information about Ciel."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, put out the unburned cigarette, and asked softly:
"Mary, do you also want me to kill him?"
"If he must be killed to save the world, then even if you don't go, it doesn't matter to me." Mary replied, smiling: "Because my world has been saved by you."
"I see."
Ye Qingxuan stood up and stretched his lower back after sitting for a long time:
"Mary, thank you."
"kindness."
Mary blushed.
Lowered his head.
…
…
After Mary left, Ye Qingxuan picked up his fishing basket and boom, turned around and returned to the shore.
Accompanied by the roar of the stone road collapsing, the shelter where Ye Qingxuan had been stagnant for so many days collapsed and submerged into the sea again.
"This is for the kitchen."
Ye Qingxuan threw the fish basket to his subordinates, took his robe, put it on his body, turned and walked towards the guest house: "Where are the people? Bring them over and show them to me. After reading, let them get away quickly." .”
Ten minutes later, the people from the Silent Organization finally saw Ye Qingxuan.
The musician in charge was a stranger, and the person in charge who was now elected as the person in charge had an unusually low attitude when facing Ye Qingxuan, and his attitude was extremely humble when facing this man who was less than half his age.
Soon, Ye Qingxuan saw the news they brought.
A... sleeping old man.
"Gaius?"
Ye Qingxuan frowned: "What? You worked so hard to see me, just to send this old thing to me to vent your anger?"
"this… "
The person in charge of the Silent Agency wiped the sweat from his forehead: "In fact, it doesn't matter if you kill him. No, I don't doubt you, but before that, I hope you will take a look at the news we brought. He is the only A survivor who has survived from the Kingdom of God in the Caucasus has a certain value in itself, so please consider it carefully before killing him."
The message brought by the Silent Machine is not paper.
Just put it in Gaius' head.
After injecting a large dose of tranquilizer, the alchemical matrix set up in Gaius's skull has been disassembled and even directly transformed into a state that is convenient for anyone to read and remember.
Ye Qingxuan glanced at the person in charge, and finally pressed his palm on Gaius' forehead.
Today, Ye Qingxuan is already the world's leading telepathic master, and his attainments are even comparable to those of the former Ye Lanzhou.
Not to mention that Gaius' defense matrix has been dismantled, even if it is still there, it is just simple for him to unlock that level of lock.
In an instant, his vision went dark.
Countless memories are rushing towards me like a tidal wave, but it is difficult to find the main axis. They are fragmented and disorganized, just like the brain of a madman. Only a few complete fragments of deep memories are still intact.
Ye Qingxuan even found out about the dirty transactions between the revolutionary army and various countries in the early years.
Soon, he passed by those insignificant things and went straight to the topic.
Go straight to... Ciel's memories after leaving the Holy City.
He came to the Caucasus, controlled the Dragon of the End, and broke through thousands of troops with ease... Finally, he opened the door and came to Gaius.
Ye Qingxuan was not infected by the memory. Instead, he transcended himself and stood outside Gaius, overlooking everything.
See this young man sitting across the table, as if sitting on his own throne, staring at the old man in front of him.
"Sir, long time no see."
It was like there was no fluctuation at all, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't feel any fear or uneasiness. All he could read from his memory was the excruciating pain coming from his internal organs and skull.
But even so, Gaius remained calm, warming the stove next to him, and lifting the boiling kettle: "Didn't we just meet each other not long ago, Charles, don't follow the old man's words of dejection."
"You're right."
Ciel nodded, smiled, and agreed deeply.
"Are you here for revenge?"
Gaius picked up the hot water and pills, blew on them, and finally realized that there was no need to take any more pills. He put them aside, sat up straight in his chair, and faced his own death.
But Ciel didn't cut off his head, or even made any move.
Instead, he lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Brewing wording.
"Although I was angry at first, I have thought it through on the way."
He said this with a calm expression: "Even Mr. Gaius would feel uneasy about handing over this world to someone like me, right? If I were still the same as before, I might be able to be stable after spending some time. After the handover of power, I will remain anonymous and no longer interfere with the world. But after accepting an excessively large responsibility, it has become a bomb. If it is not eliminated, I will feel that Mr. Gaius is too soft-hearted. Although I have something in my heart I was angry, but after I thought about it, I immediately understood.”
In this way, speaking the words of tolerance, Ciel's expression was calm, and there was no hatred in his eyes, just pity: "After all, the distance that can be seen with human eyes is too limited. It is not your fault. , it’s a matter of me being too arrogant.”
It was obvious that he was talking about forgiveness, and his eyes were obviously so pitiful.
But even Ye Qingxuan, a bystander, felt an indescribable chill. It's like seeing something gradually changing into something that you don't understand.
Mortal love and hate have lost their meaning to Ciel.
"Do you really want to become a god? Ciel!"
He looked at the calm face in the memory, and recalled the look in Ciel's eyes when he was in the holy city of Beli.
So lofty, so... sad.
"Are you here just to show off the winner's mercy to me? Ciel."
Gaius lowered his eyes, and for the first time, Ye Qingxuan read a hint of regret in his heart: "Do you want me to live? Charles, if I live, I will definitely use all means to kill you. I will extinguish the evil consequences created by my own hands at all costs! Even so, do you still want me to live?"
"kindness."
Charles nodded, smiled, and stood up slowly: "I have received your guidance and care for so long. This time I came back not for revenge, but to offer a small reward."
He stretched out his hand and tapped Gaius' forehead:
"—about the future."
At that moment, the world suddenly changed.
In the long trance, time flew by a thousand times faster.
Gaius was thrown out of his original time and rolled in a torrent of chaotic messages. Countless messages rushed from his consciousness and then disappeared.