Ark, they don't revolve around you

"The death of the suffering cannot be swallowed!"

"I will...I will keep a close eye on you--!"

"that's it."

After she said this, there was no applause for a while.

The people in the audience were as silent as death, and even the onlookers were agitated and extremely nervous.

Finally, there was a gentle clapping sound coming from a little girl, who clapped her hands so hard that they turned red.

It wasn't just her, there was a second one, a third one... Perhaps they were touched, and applause broke out one after another.

Scattered, fragmented, and gradually dense.

Then, like thunder!

She bathed in such applause, looked directly at these people, bowed deeply, and did not move for a long time.

This scene was filmed.

A photographer took a picture of this scene, and in the future, this scene will appear countless times and even be engraved in textbooks.

However, the girl only heard the scattered footsteps.

The footsteps passed behind her and walked heavily into the darkness little by little.

There was no applause. No cheering. No attachment. Zhuang Ning left her.

She was bathed in the avalanche of applause, but she suppressed her expression as if she was about to collapse.

"Old Chen, that's enough." Putting a hand on her shoulder, Xingxiong glanced at the person walking away, wanting to be shocked.

Reporters rushed over and Xingxiong pushed them away. After all, she was a ghost with great strength and no one could stop her.

She was like a hero pushing aside the waves, blocking all the villains who tried to endanger Chen Huijie. But someone still took the opportunity to take a photo. The girl in the photo was crying, her face red, and sobbing softly.

It was like soaking up such a grand welcome.

It was like she was crying tears of joy for all that was welcoming her.

What a good person! This young girl might really be able to bring changes to Longmen.

However, when she reached the deserted backstage, Chen Huijie began to sob uncontrollably like an abandoned child.

"Xingxiong, I was wrong... wrong!"

"You're right, Lao Chen."

"I was wrong. He can't change... I messed up everything. I had a better chance ...

Xingxiong hates moments like this.

She hated people who cried, because in the ghost tribe's view, that meant weakness.

However, a crying person is definitely not weak. Chen Huijie is a sharp knife, and what she should do is to cut off all those who hinder her.

"Old Chen." Xingxiong did not comfort him, but just said, "You made a promise."

“Once you make a promise, don’t give up.”

She struggled to raise her head, her crying gradually became quieter, and she just nodded slightly.

A unique tranquility flows in the background.

Chapter 34: Where are my hometown people now?

The sky gradually became overcast.

Longmen is located in the north of Dayan. The Natural Disaster Bureau said that today should be a magnificent sunny day, but at night, the sky rolled inky black, large patches of dark clouds gathered, and there were loud rumbling thunder.

The rainstorm is coming.

What a nice rain! Zhuang Ning held up the black umbrella and wore a black coat, looking like he had just attended a funeral.

Scout was behind him, his aura disappearing little by little. He integrated himself into the boundless darkness without relying on Originium skills. No one could make Zhuang Ning feel more at ease than this man.

When you need him, his gun and arrows will fight for you. When you want to be alone, he will stand far away to protect your safety. Few elite operators trust or even love him so much. Apart from Scout, the only one who can die for him is probably ACE.

The heavy rain hit the umbrella like a continuous rain curtain, and water droplets fell from the umbrella eaves.

The air turned colder. Zhuang Ning exhaled and felt the slightly chilly fingertips wrapped in leather gloves.

Such a night is so quiet and silent, it is always like this in the slums. Rats dare not move in the dark night when no one is around, for fear of angering the tall people. But those tattered roof tiles will eventually light up, and even if they are humble, they will hug each other for warmth in such a cold night.

Zhuang Ning walked in the rain, passing through the entire slum in silence. Such a thin wall could not block anything. He heard all kinds of noises. There was a father beating his children, and the children were huddled together. This was obviously not a harmonious family. But there was also a man comforting his old mother. It seemed that the rainy day had aroused her illness. She burst into tears and lamented that she had held her son back.

The road was in disrepair. It had not been repaired for more than 20 years and was extremely dirty. Zhuang Ning lowered his head and looked at his muddy leather boots.

He took another step.

He left the ghetto behind.

The whole world suddenly became bright, with tall buildings and neon lights shining, and the rain was refracted by the light, making it exceptionally beautiful.

It is truly a city that never sleeps. Beautiful, grand, and busy, even on rainy days, the roads are full of people, cars are lined up end to end, and men and women pass by Zhuang Ning one by one.

They each have their own lives.

They were busy, for their houses and cars, for their loved ones, for themselves... They walked among the giant beasts of Longmen, but only Zhuang Ning stopped, like a black tombstone.

...Can I belong to Rhodes Island forever?

...Can I stay with you forever?

...Can I make Longmen your home?

Zhuang Ning thought of Chen Huijie's slightly shy face, with her lowered cheeks and flashing red eyes. This beautiful girl was always serious in front of others, but so submissive towards you.

but.

What similarities does this city have with my home? My home is far away. I live in a small city. It is very cold in winter. It is suffocating to squeeze on the train back home, but my relatives are there.

who are you?

Dragon Gate...what is that!!!

He clenched his hands and a slight smile appeared on his face, mocking himself. People who cannot control their emotions cannot achieve great things. This is how the system has trained him all along.

But at that moment, you still couldn't hold it back. You were silent like a lamb, but the anger in your eyes was like that of a wild beast.

Did Chen Huijie notice it?

Wouldn’t a month’s disguise be wasted?

Never mind. For the current Longmen, Rhodes Island is indispensable...

A hand was placed on Zhuang Ning's shoulder.

"PhD?"

The voice was clear and full of inexplicable energy. It was Sora, he thought. He turned his head and saw Custer dressed up as Rupert.

"Doc, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Zhuang Ning shook his head.

"Yes... you're not in the right condition." Sora's tone was tinged with anxiety, a little flustered, "Aren't the other operators coming to pick you up? Just leave you in the rain."

It's me who wants to be alone.

He didn't say that, he just raised his eyes.

"Stewardess, I've heard your song. It's very beautiful."

Kong just stood there in a daze, of course her singing voice was good, that was her asset, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen the career of opera and idol.

"Well." Zhuang Ning spoke, white air pouring out of his mouth, and he said, "Can you sing a song for me?"

"what?"

Kong didn't understand what it meant.

However, she did not refute. She heard the humility in the doctor's tone. This man who could make governments of various countries fear him would actually beg, as lowly as an abandoned hound.

"Sure," she said.

In the deserted park, the pool is filled with rain water. Raindrops pierce into the pool like needles, causing ripples, and finally blend into the environment and become one.

The street lamps cast a bright light and singing began to sound.

"The sky is clear, the wind is cool, and I feel homesick."

“My hometown people, wherever they are now, I always miss them.”

"A lone traveler in a foreign land feels lonely and desolate."

What a beautiful voice! Zhuang Ning didn’t feel that his rhetoric was wrong - it was a visible voice, and he saw the loneliness in the song.

This is Longmen’s most popular idol. The melody he sings is completely different from his own. If Zhuang Ning is a poet with brilliant literary talent, he will definitely compose a poem about something like the melodious sound of nature, which cannot be found in this world.

But he just stood there, letting the notes flow from his ears into his mind again and again.

Gradually, my hands relaxed.

It seemed as if he saw someone waving at him. As dusk fell and the sun began to set, his family members looked at him with strange eyes.

It's so nostalgic.

It’s really... sad.

After Kong finished singing all the songs, the girl didn't dare to look at the doctor's face, and her heart was pounding.

It was as silent as the doctor's tombstone, motionless, the black color set off the inky night, with only the sound of dripping rain.

The atmosphere gradually became awkward, and Sora wondered whether he should say something.

A black umbrella was handed out in front of me.

An umbrella for me? But I have one. The girl took it carefully, wondering what it meant.

"I don't have anything else to express my gratitude to you, so I can only use this umbrella as a substitute." Zhuang Ning praised sincerely, "You are indeed the best idol."

It's not like me, I can't even sing a song in a crooked way, it's so ugly that it doesn't sound like a human being...

He turned and took a step forward, as if he had made some kind of resolution.