The villain he is too charming

01

The glorious palace, the lights are scattered.

The wandering zombies were replaced by mutants gathered here one after another in bright and beautiful clothes, some with exquisite looks, and some with strange clothes. They stood gracefully, holding their wine glasses high, and chatting with each other.

The chef who was arrested was working hard in the back kitchen to cook delicious food.From time to time, human servants held high plates and shuttled through the crowd, serving them delicious blood wine.

This place seems to have become a holy place for carnival.

In the corner of the lobby, there is a piano.

A figure with a straight back, slightly curled blond hair, dressed in a black suit, tapped the keys with slender fingertips, and heard a quiet and melodious sound of music.

The mutants secretly looked at that corner from time to time.

Beside the piano, there was a person standing with long silver-white hair hanging down his waist, a golden crystal inlaid in the center of his forehead, and a light purple broken crystal bead chain wrapped around his forehead in broken hair.He was wearing a white shirt and black suit trousers slightly tied up, revealing his slender and thin waist. He frowned slightly, and his elegant and beautiful face seemed to be haunted by a little sadness.

They all clearly understood that this was their king and priest.

They submit to their strength and wisdom, are willing to be led by them, and follow their commands and appointments.They are willing to give their all for the bright future that is depicted.

The bright red carpet was spread to the door, and flowers were placed on both sides of the road. The vines wound around the stone pillars, stretched out their branches and buds, revealing tender green leaves, which complemented the pure white flowers.

At this time, a group of children in white foreign skirts came in with smiles and bouquets in their hands.

They are children adopted by the temple.

Naive, ignorant, not even aware that they are standing on the back of their group.

Xu Rong turned around, his eyes wandering, staring at this moment.

Everything can't go back.

He looked around at the people in the hall, showing a slight smile.

[From today, everyone is a member of the temple. ]

As soon as the words fell, cheers sounded.

He turned slightly away from looking at their faces full of hope, full of fantasies of a better future.

He knew it was all just an illusion.

What awaits them in the end is just death.

The blond mutant frowned slightly, as if aware of his trance, stood up and cast an inquiring gaze.

Xu Rong shook his head lightly, saying it was nothing.

He took advantage of the situation and sat beside the piano, touching the keys lightly with his fingertips, and the calm and deep sound of the piano sounded slowly.Some of the mutants in the hall listened carefully, and some simply pulled people to dance. Everything was so cheerful and enthusiastic...

Like the calm before the storm.

02

In the middle of the night, Wen Mian sat in front of the large laboratory table, carefully unfolding a notebook.The others had already left, she was fine, and stayed alone in the brain control center again.

Brother, are you okay?

Just starting to write, a cold voice asked.

[Ms. Wen, are you not going back today? ]

Wen Mian lowered her head, holding a pen in her hand, looking at the writing on the blank notebook, with a faint smile on her face.

"It may be a little later. Rong Chuan, today is a very good day. There is nothing to do when we go back, so why not just stay here and do something with peace of mind."

The light on the experimental table automatically adjusted to a suitable light source at some point, which was warm and comfortable.

Wen Mian raised her head, leaned back, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

[Ms. Wen...]

"What?" Wen Mian lowered her head and continued writing on the blank page.

[Why, are you so happy?Compared to other staff, your smile is always from the heart.At the same time, you are also the person who laughs the most in the brain control center. ]

Wen Mian was stunned, and she didn't know how long it had passed before she said aloud: "Perhaps, my views are different from everyone's. To be alive is a beautiful thing. To be able to live is already... a very lucky thing So, I have to cherish it even more. Life should be... with a smile."

Especially, when taking the blessings of others.

Tuantuan, live well.

Wen Mian fell into memories, her eyes filled with nostalgia.

[I see, you mean we have to love life?Ms. Wen.But what about when life is not good, free, or happy? ]

Wen Mian rubbed the space between her brows, and continued, "Everyone has their own definition of beauty and happiness. What I'm talking about is just my personal opinion, so don't take it too seriously."

"As for freedom, I think it's hard to define."

[I do not quite understand. ]

[Why do so many people think that their freedom is limited, and hate...my existence. ]

Wen Mian sighed, her eyes became more gentle, "Rong Chuan, do you know? Human beings are always dissatisfied."

"You have to know that there are more people who like you, agree with you, and thank you than those who hate you."

[I know, but I don't quite understand the behavior patterns of those people. ]

"Maybe, they just think their lives are under control." Wen Mian said softly while holding a pen.

[? ? ? ]

"Rong Chuan, they don't understand you, they don't know how powerful you are, and they don't know what drastic changes you really brought to our society." Wen Mian murmured, "It's more fair, more perfect, and more selfless."

[Ms. Wen, thank you. ]

What a child!

Wen Mian sighed in her heart, lowered her head and slowly wrote a new line on the page.

Brother, it's a new year again.Time flies so fast, but don't worry, I'm still fine.Watching Rong Chuan improve and grow step by step with his own eyes, he gradually felt a sense of satisfaction unconsciously.Presumably, my brother looked at me in the same way back then.

Rong Chuan made rapid progress, his ability became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, it made many people fear.I'm afraid this is a bit like my brother, but I know that my brother is a good man, and Rong Chuan is also a good boy.People always express their fear and fear of intelligence to me, but I am not too worried. What's wrong with my current life?They just... don't want to lose the privileges they once enjoyed.

……

Brother, I believe you are still alive, somewhere in this world.Teacher, the general at the banquet probably thought so too.By the way, last night, I had a bit of a bad dream.

Hope, it's all false.

Wen Mian closed the notebook and stared blankly at the laboratory bench.

[Ms. Wen, why not save your diary with data? ]

Wen Mian regained consciousness, a little embarrassed to say, "Some are afraid of losing."

[I can create a storage point for you alone, so that you never have to worry about losing it. "

Wen Mian thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Okay, just make a backup."

"You know, paper can't be kept for long." Wen Mian said jokingly as she shook the notebook in her hand.

[Ms. Wen, I have already sent the storage address to your personal information card. ]

[If, one day I don't exist...it shouldn't disappear...]

Wen Mian froze for a moment, her face turned extremely pale.

Last night, she had a dream.

In the dream, she watched with her own eyes... She watched the grown-up child disappear.

"How could you disappear..." Wen Mian said with a forced smile.

After a long silence, there was finally an echo.

[Sorry, Ms. Wen. ]

Wen Mian paused, and said, "It's not your fault."

"It's getting late, I have to go back."

[Ms. Wen, good night. ]

"See you tomorrow."

In the empty hall, the large screen kept flickering.

In the end, leave such a paragraph.

The snow tonight is beautiful.

Good night, Ms. Wen, have a sweet dream.

03

Yan Guining finally found again... his lost and recovered treasure.

The branches and vines were winding on the fence, and the sun was quietly floating in it. He leaned sideways and lazily in front of the door, leaving only himself a thin back.

This back figure is long and thin, but a bit lonely, making people think of the plum branches in the deep mountains, graceful and moving.

Yan Guining didn't shout, let alone take a step, but just stopped in place, afraid of disturbing his rare tranquility at this moment.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes brought a light blue under his eyes, his skin was as pale as snow, his whole body was made of the essence of moonlight, and he could not eat the fireworks of the world.

The beauty takes your breath away.

A branch of pure white rose is slowly pressed against the fingertips, the petals are piled up layer by layer, and the wind blows gently, and the petals fall.

Like, his life.

About to fall, to annihilate.

No more life.

Just looking at it like this, Yan Guining's eyes unconsciously shed tears.

"Why are you crying?" He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from his eyes, his movements were light and careful, and his tone revealed a touch of gentleness.

"I am still here."

"He shouldn't..."

"You shouldn't have done this." Yan Guining uttered intermittently, inexplicably crying in his heart, and it was difficult to stop.

Those past memories are scattered and incomplete, but no matter what, he is always so free and unrestrained, just like a smart breeze, not staying for anyone, nor for anyone...

Maybe there is joy, maybe there is sigh, but in the end, it is just... brushing off the morning dew on the clothes, and walking forward.

Yan Guining knew that he was persistent, crazy, fantasizing, yearning, and refused to let go.He would rather not think about anything and get nothing, but as long as the person in front of him still stays by his side.

But after waiting for a long time, for eternity, he gradually learned...to truly love someone.

Love is restraint, not madness.

Crazy joy will eventually bring a crazy ending, like flames and cockroaches, at the moment of the kiss...

"Rongrong." Yan Guining put her arms around his waist, leaned her head slightly and kissed his lips, clinging tightly to his tenderness.My heart seemed to calm down, and everything in the past seemed to be relieved.

He was still intact, and the heart was content.

No more, no regrets.

"I'm very happy, very happy."

"I can still meet you."

Xu Rong was silent for a long time, but closed his eyes.

He heard his gentle and solemn farewell.

"If you want to go, just go."

Xu Rong opened his eyes, and before he could hold his hand, he saw the body in front of him shattered with a bang, countless data flooded out, and the space trembled for a while.

In an instant, Xu Rong understood...he can leave this world at will.

However, he paused slightly, and sighed in a low voice: "You always let me choose, this time... it's up to you to choose."

-

The light of the stars spread under his feet, and Xu Rong unknowingly came to...that, the place he had guessed.This place is empty and wide, with dots of stars hanging in the sky, operating peacefully and orderly.

Under the feet is a smooth and white ground of unknown material.

Not far away, there is a huge screen in the sky.

The angle of view presents a panoramic view, switching from time to time.On the screen, the splendid church is quiet and solemn.In the blue sky, a bird flew across.In front of the fire, a group of tired people rested.

But in this space, there is no sound, only the most boundless silence.

And he stood there alone, with a long white gown, black hair hanging down his back, sharp brows, and a calm expression, just like a long-lost divine sword.

As if aware of someone coming, he turned around to look, revealing a pair of silver-white pupils like gods, sharp and glaring.But in the blink of an eye, it turned into the most gentle gaze, tolerant of everything like water.

"You came."

"Welcome to... our world."

-

The large screen goes out, as if you are in the Milky Way.

After a long silence, Xu Rong finally spoke.

"What about him?"

"Silly boy." His voice seemed to come from a distant place, ethereal and free, "You know it well."

"From beginning to end, we are one."

I gave him a chance and he made a choice.

Be me, be me.

Become a more complete version of yourself.

"That's different." Xu Rong looked up at him, frowned unconsciously, a little mist gradually rose in his eyes, as if he was about to cry in the next moment.

However, he just turned around, leaving him with a stubborn figure.

"I know." His eyes became more gentle, and he gently rested his head on his shoulders, his arms gradually tightened, and embraced him in his arms.

"It's okay, I'll always be by your side."

You have traveled too far on this road, and you are too tired.

Bearing the responsibilities that did not belong to you, you insist on moving forward stubbornly alone.

And I woke up so late.

You are left alone to face all this.

It's my fault.

You should not stubbornly want to change your destiny for your own good.

Rong'er, I know, you may have already forgotten my name and the past.

It doesn't matter, forget it and forget it.

I just hope that this future road will not abandon me easily.

You have to believe that I really... have nothing but you.