Her Majesty the Queen

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Murong Qingfeng looked at Her Highness the Queen worriedly, and said, "It's late at night, do you still have to deal with the case?"

"It's okay. They haven't slept either. It would be cruel for me to go to sleep now. After all, they have been waiting here all day, right?"

"Yes." Murong Qingfeng said with a little admiration.

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The last person.

The man looked at Her Royal Highness quietly and said, "I want to die."

"What bothers you?"

"very lonely."

Ling Xiamo was annoyed and was about to roll her eyes, when she suddenly found that this man was wearing very gorgeous clothes, his hair was spotless, and his boots were shining brightly.

"Why lonely? Your social status is not low, right?"

"Maybe I'm a little withdrawn. I don't like crowds, and I don't like people who talk too much, but I can be lonely by myself." The man said neither humble nor overbearing. "I have been suppressing my emotions, and sometimes I really want to vent. But I can't do it.

arrive.I don't think that's possible. "

"What way to vent? You can exercise a bit, and this kind of venting is okay. So, you should live well. Why are you lonely? You must have many friends?"

"No. Sometimes, when you climb high, you will have some fake friends. Real friends are those who will not leave you when you are in the bottom." The man sighed and said. "I'm desperate."

"Does your last sentence have anything to do with your next sentence? Why are you desperate? You are obviously a person of status, so if you run around a few times and turn your depression into sweat, won't it be enough?"

"You don't understand. You should be a person with relatively high resolution ability. Such a person would never think of death at any time. But I don't." The man sat down on an empty chair and said with a smile. "You don't understand the sadness and loneliness of those who carry the mission of the family. That is real loneliness. It is necessary to expand the sphere of influence of the family and increase the overall strength. It is not a matter of talking on paper. It is very serious."

Serious, still laughing?Ling Xiamo sighed and said. "Well, I don't understand. Maybe you are the leader of some family or the leader's right-hand man, then you can't die. Because you still have a complete family mission. If you leave, what will the family do? You Don't worry? Are you really lonely to the point where you can't live a normal life? Is it that severe? Are you still desperate? I don't think you have experienced any storms, right? Don't let go of life easily. Life is black and white. It’s up to you to add color to it, or keep it in black and white. Why are you suppressing it? I said you can use sports to vent. Why don’t you take my suggestion seriously. Friend ?Do you think that a friend is a friend, you can’t have the heart of harming others, and you can’t have the heart of guarding against others. Just do what you should do. Anyway, we are not the only ones who let the world fall into a deep sleep.”

"I have experienced more things than you. But I didn't take it to heart. Your thinking is very quick. You remember your current dream. When one day you can no longer find the current you, think Think about the current mood, and then think slowly. I think the most wonderful thing about being a human being is having a brain. Well, it’s getting late. I’m leaving. Bye.”

"Hey, wait." Ling Xiamo called to him, and only continued when he saw him stop. "Do you still want to die?"

"Think." The man said, and continued to walk, just when Ling Xiamo lowered her head in frustration, she saw his voice sound again.

"But—I want to live more."

Ling Xiamo cracked his smile and looked towards the door of the hall, but the man had long disappeared.