Bird: K of Green

Although it is not enough to carry people's expectations, it is enough to let Mr. Pan know that the other party has listened to everything he said.

Mr. Pan lit a cigarette, "Good luck."

It's only 10 minutes in the middle.

Zi opened the door, Jianliu was still looking at the screen, just like every minute and every second in the past years.Knowing that Zi was back, Liu said, "Come and see this. The day when Munakata Reisi will step down is not far away. I'm really looking forward to it."

Liu drooped his shoulders slightly, and Zi couldn't find a trace of concern from 10 minutes ago in his moving pupils.A video of the crowd besieging the Scepter4 office building was played on the screen, ——Liu was monitoring the place all the time, and now this video has spread all over the Internet.

"It seems to work well." Zi leaned over and squatted down, "Xiao Liu has a very good idea."

"The blue uniforms have wielded great swords all their lives, but they can't point their swords at the people. I'm afraid they are very anxious."

"It's only a matter of time before you are in power, but no matter who owns the ownership of the slate, people already know it exists, can they tolerate that it will be taken over by someone in the future? How will the overheated publicity cool down..."Zi tempted asked aggressively.

About this, Liu Po ​​didn't intend to hide it from him. "I won't be the one who directly handles this matter, and the power of the stone slabs cannot spread to everyone in a short time." Slowly moving the stiff cervical spine, "The reason why people are making trouble like this is because I let them Within hours, I believed that I had been being deceived. Of course they couldn’t accept it. Once the people’s awareness of rights awakened, they would rush through all obstacles for me like a flood. "Sacrifice", the cabinet headed by Saito will come forward to suppress, it is the suppression of real guns and blood. People want supernatural powers, but they must first survive, and the servility of the weak in front of power will be exposed again. At the same time, they will realize When you realize that you long for the slate but don’t know how to use it, someone will come on stage and tell them the rules of the game—this time the rules are open to the public with the power of the slate—for fair and just competition and selection, those who long for the power of the slate Even if they are dissatisfied, they will still come to participate, and even if a small number of people still hold riot opinions, they will eventually obey the public."

"You are that person." Zi said.

"I am the one who makes the rules and transmits the power, but the final distributor is the slate itself. And this is just a plan, because in addition to Munakata Reishi, there is also the little red king and the silver king. After all, Barbara is a rabble, Baiyin It’s more difficult. Adolf’s research on the slate started earlier than me. In this way, if everything goes well in the middle, it will take about five years to finally stabilize. I don’t plan to take him out of Saito’s place. He can control the real political power. This is him I want it." Liu narrowed his gaze, "And I want to take the slate back to Kanagawa and place it there for follow-up research."

"Five years," Zi said, "you will be 30 years old in five years, will your whole life be like this?"

"Hmm." Liu thought for a while, but had nothing to say.

Zi stretched out his hands to rake some of the flowing hair, and stared at those eyes from bottom to top.

"Liu, if you decide your life with ideals, you can't live like ordinary people."

Sure enough, the pair of pupils shrank suddenly, as if its owner had heard something that he had been avoiding to think about.This time, Zi stared straight at it, not giving it a chance to hide.

The eyes change color under the light, sometimes like the color of curly clover leaves, sometimes like moss-covered ice skin about to thaw.For a moment, Zi caught the emotions of curiosity and anticipation in it.

Zi, you are the only one who dares to capture all kinds of emotions from Liu's eyes.Mr. Zeng Pan said when drinking with Zi, and you can think of what those emotions are for.

Violet smiled. "Everything will go smoothly as you think." Reassuring Liu, put his hands on Liu's knees, "Give me the silver, the matter between me and Gou Lang..." After a pause, he found that Liu was looking at him surprisingly seriously.

"People's emotions are accumulated from birth, and they are very complicated. I will tell you slowly in the future. I only hope that when it comes to emotions, you don't listen to your head anymore, but listen to your heart more." Zi continued, "Goulang and I have our destiny. Goulang is my younger brother. I have been watching him all the way. My relationship with him is deeper than that of Sukuna, and it is more complicated than that of you. As for me, I may have never told you. Well, I have always been Master Yiyan's most proud disciple, and Gou Lang is a clay baby with no talent. But I don't know when, the clumsy and vulgar man has become the heart of Master Yiyan. At that time, I really I don't understand. Finally, now that I have a baby, I seem to understand why Lord Yiyan loves him so much."

Zi spoke very slowly, stopping every now and then to watch the stream quietly for a while.Liu also looked at him quietly.

"The most precious thing about him is the ordinary." Zi said, "Well, my baby is the most extraordinary." He giggled, and said for a while, "Then I went to challenge Lord Yiyan, I don't think so. I am betraying myself. If I don’t do that, I will never be able to surpass my master, and I will always be entangled in the trivial and meaningless envy and jealousy between the masters. You know, that’s not beautiful. Aesthetics, still inspired by you, do you remember? You went to King of Gold that year..."

"I remember." Liu suddenly said.

"Ah, Xiaoliu is so bad, I never say it." Zi joked to tease him, and then went on in a serious manner, "So after leaving Wuse, I plan to take refuge in you, and I will investigate my feelings for you carefully. It’s been years since I woke up.”

Liu tilted his head.

"No matter how a person sublimates, he must return to life in the end. Now I seem to understand what Yiyan-sama said at that time. So five years later, I want to live a beautiful and ordinary life with you. Kanagawa is good, and the climate is humid. It is good for your body. That's fine." Finally, Zi seemed to have settled down, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Before this, believe me, all the duels of fate will not disappoint you. After this, are you willing to live with me?"

Liu bit her lip and said nothing.

Zi stretched out his hand to brush the flowing hair again.The color of those pupils was colder than the sleet in winter in Kanagawa, but Zi was sure that she caught a smile from them.

Zi is also a rare person who can catch a smile from Liu's eyes.At that time, Mr. Pan drank three rounds, and he hiccupped when he finished speaking,-they often drink together, Mr. Pan can't drink without Zi, and Zijiu is the most powerful in JUNGLE.

For what Zi said today, Liu was very distracted.Violet talked about something he had always avoided and was afraid to think about, namely, the matter of being alive normally.Each king has his own destiny, Liu Zhi, thus forming a bond between kings.But every king took off his king's clothes, and he was also an ordinary person.Since 14 years ago, Liu has not taken off the clothes. He thinks it is troublesome to take off the clothes, and it is even more troublesome for himself after taking off the clothes.

But today Zi told him that if you decide your life with your ideals, you will not be able to live like ordinary people.The meaning of this seems to be that if I attribute my ideals to the first half of my life, I can still live the life of an ordinary person in the second half of my life.Liu admitted that he was a little curious and a little bit looking forward, but more afraid.

Because from the beginning, there has been a voice constantly reminding him that if you don't do your best to be your king, you are just a cripple.The voice was cold, seeping into every crevice of his bones.He was cold for 14 years.

But these days, he was a little warmed by Zi's grip, and he was also a little dazed.Until today, after hearing Zi's words, he realized that he really wanted to try—what is it like to live in an ordinary way?

——In Kanagawa, we have a home.We soaked up the hustle and bustle, watching the floats and crowds.We share the morning light and enjoy a cup of hot milk.Will I look at you with the devout and passionate look you looked at me that night?

—I really want to try it, I really want to.

Liu blinked, and he found that he was thinking about a different kind of future, and he wondered where and how far he could go.After that, he wanted to watch Zi live a long life.

Every morning, will Zi kiss his eyes in the morning light?Will he pray endlessly for Zi like the Protestants in northern Europe.Every night, in the dark, will Zi hug him, kiss him, bless him, whisper to him, and then will countless fragrant butterflies fly out of the air.

He wants to have these ordinary lives, he really wants to, even if he knows that he is doing things that deprive others of ordinary lives.

Zi squeezed his face, expecting an answer from him.

"I never think about it." In the end he replied to Zi with a somewhat stiff tone, "But, I think I will think about it in the future."

Zi smiled heartily, knowing that Liu was awkward. "You have plenty of time to think about, you will live a long life, Liu, God will bless you," stood up and rubbed Liu into his arms, "Even if God doesn't protect you, there is still me."

Liu felt dizzy and opened his eyes wide.He looked ahead, and there was only a bare wall in front of him.

A long life... But I am living now to overdraw the future.

But, if Zi thinks I can, maybe I can.

Liu suddenly felt that there was a little more hope in his life, which had nothing to do with ideals or Wang's career, but a little hope that grew alone in Bishui Liu himself.

"That's settled." Liu buried his face in Zi's neck, those long hairs were cold and fluffy against his cheeks, and his breath made them moist.

The stream begins to look forward to midnight, and the butterflies in midnight.He felt something was different about his body.He sniffed the scent of purple, with his teeth