the days before i bought the galaxy

Behind the door is a spacious room.

Dark marble walls, large floor-to-ceiling windows, simple and modern furniture design, and comfortable thick carpets, it can be seen that the owner here has a good sense of enjoyment.Warren looked around. The living room was empty, so he continued to walk in.

If it is true as L said, that Alexander Cavendish has serious physical problems, then the most likely place for him to be is the bedroom.

Sunlight streamed in through the glass windows, and Warren found the place impossibly clean.The ground, the surface of the furniture, and even the fruit in the fruit basket were all spotless.Nor can any fine dust be seen in the illuminated air.

Is it because the owner here loves cleanliness too much?

The rose in the pocket was so hot that Warren had to wrap it up.

He walked down a corridor to the bedroom door.

The bedroom door was left open.

The first thing that catches the eye is an oil painting of sunflowers. The color of this painting is so strong that it is difficult to look away.Warren glanced at the bed. There was no one there, but there was a wheelchair near the balcony.An old man with gray hair was sitting in a wheelchair looking out the window.Due to the function of the protective cover, the mist that can cause human beings to mutate is blocked outside the laboratory, and the golden sunlight swayed down, coating the broad-leaved plants on the balcony with a bright color.The profile of the old man also became blurred under this light.

Warren suddenly felt a touch.

Sunshine, old people, plants, metal balconies...all these seemed to constitute some kind of wonderful pictographs, which made him hesitate to stop.

Warren is not a completely rational person. He has a unique pursuit of art. He is passionate about architectural design and poetry. He especially likes to listen to Lan read those beautiful and moving words.His emotional world is different, and he has extraordinary delicacy for the people he values.This is what is most impressive about him.

He can be moved by a piece of music, a painting, and even the little things in life, which can always touch him from time to time.But it was the first time for Warren to have an unspeakable feeling in his chest like now.

Compared with the eternal sunshine, human life is so short.People grow old, die, decay, and are forgotten.What exactly is the value of life?Like the man sitting here, Warren believes he must have had a storied past, yet he has one foot in the coffin.

Nothing lasts forever...

"Warren Slim?" The old man in the wheelchair turned his head slowly. His voice was not old, but on the contrary, it was thick and elegant.

"Alexander Cavendish?" Warren took a few steps closer.

He finally saw the old man's face clearly.The facial features on this face were quite handsome, and he could fully imagine how suave this person was when he was young.It's a pity that now this face is covered with wrinkles and dark spots, and it looks like it's dying.The old man's skin was shriveled and ugly, the color of his neck was close to dead gray, and the fingers exposed from his sleeves were thin and lifeless.

"Come here, my boy. Put your hands on this." Alexander Cavendish raised his chin at Warren, and Warren saw a flat instrument on a small table beside him.

This should be a genetic identifier.Warren judges.

"You don't need this kind of thing." Warren smiled, picked up a chair from the side, and sat across from the old man. "Unfortunately, Mr. Cavendish, I have no blood relationship with you." He said frankly.

Under the sunlight, the eyeballs of both of them turned golden, and the two pairs of different pupils converged at the same place, which made people marvel at this rare coincidence.

Alexander Cavendish had a look of appreciation on his face.Warren noticed he couldn't move from the neck down. "It must have taken L a lot to find a man like you," he said. "It's a pity you don't want to be at his mercy."

Warren shrugged. "Would you believe me if I said I came to my door unsolicited?"

"Of course I believe you. I see honesty in your eyes. This is a good quality. I have never had this kind of quality. I always think that deceit is human instinct, but when I see you, I suddenly feel like you. It's not bad." Alexander Cavendish smiled, his eyes were very bright, contrary to the old age in other parts of his body. "Then not as my illegitimate child, but as Warren Slim, what do you want to say to me?"

"I want to find allies to fight the silver shield together." Warren said, looking into the other's eyes.

"Silver Shield!" As soon as he heard the word, Alexander Cavendish's eyes suddenly showed obvious hatred. "Hahahaha, of course, I am willing to accept all forces to attack Silver Shield. But why do you have such confidence to become my collaborator? L should have told you that your little property is nothing in my eyes What."

Warren was not surprised by Alexander Cavendish's attitude.If he didn't even have this bit of arrogance, it would be impossible for this person to fight against Yindun for so many years.

"Because you are old and I am young."

He said this sentence lightly, which might anger Alexander Cavendish.

"I don't know what happened to you, but do you think it's possible to defeat Silver Shield with your current body? You need a surrogate, and I'm the one."

Alexander Cavendish's face flushed red with anger.

"It may not be obvious from the outside, but I am not yet 50 years old, but I have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. This is all thanks to Silver Shield!"

Warren was a little taken aback. The other person's face didn't look like a 50-year-old person at all. It was believable to say that he was about the same age as Sieghui, but 50 years old?If I remember correctly, Administrator Henry Wickham has just turned 50 years old this year. He looks much younger than the person in front of him, and he looks like a dignified and restrained soldier.In Bethel, the administrator is even the top three golden bachelors, who are the dream lovers of countless girls.On the other hand, Alexander Cavendish can only vaguely see the past style from under his shriveled skin. This is definitely not a normal aging speed.

"Yes, you are right, I do need a successor." Alexander Cavendish said angrily, "If it weren't for the Fansain people keeping me alive, I would have died long ago .Go to hell with those unrestrained and unrestrained spring and autumn dreams! I can't ask Yindun for what they did to me in this life! But you, why should I believe you? I have seen too many people, Most of them are coveting my wealth, and there are some smarter guys who want to get the secret of my wealth. L is smarter than them, and he wants something far more than money. What about you? Do you dare to say that you don't want something from me?"

"I admit that your financial resources and your knowledge of Silver Shield really moved me. But..." Warren smiled and shrugged indifferently, "I can still achieve my goal without you. I hit Silver Shield Not out of personal hatred, all my actions are to push mankind into a new era, which determines that I will surely win. The era when the Great Chamber of Commerce ruled everything has passed, and it should be replaced by talented people It's the time. So I don't need any successors. The time will make the most suitable candidate appear. Although it may hurt you to say this, Mr. Cavendish, you are at best a little help on my journey, not a necessity. You can choose not to believe me and continue to wait for someone who is related to you to appear. But if you choose to become my ally, I will fulfill your wish and let you see the decline of the silver shield in your lifetime."

"..." Alexander Cavendish sighed, "I think I am probably really old. I have seen the purpose of the Free Chamber of Commerce Alliance you founded, and I thought it was just a set of temptations to trap wealth Words, but I never thought to find your thoughts from them. Human beings are busy with wealth that they will not bring with them when they die, but I don’t need to worry about it. I used to think that I was superior, But it turns out I'm nothing more than a loser. Speaking of times, I admit I've never tried to see them clearly. I only care about how I feel. I spent the first half of my life on extravagance, mocking big families, mocking Federation, mocking all kingdoms that can be built with money. And for the rest of my life, you have also seen that I suffered a big loss from Silver Shield, so I devoted all my thoughts to revenge. Maybe what you said Yes, too much obsession with personal vendettas dooms me to success. But Warren, would you like to hear from me about my past? What I have to say has to do with a big secret."

"The box?" Warren blurted out.

"Did L tell you about the box?"

"He didn't say much, but I could tell he wanted it."

"Because that's all he knows. Except for one person, I never told anyone else about it. Yes, it all started when I got that box." Alexander Cavendish smiled Laugh, "It's a long story, if you don't mind, you can go outside to the kitchen and make yourself a cup of coffee, then come and listen to me slowly. Make me a cup too, I haven't smelled coffee for a long time scent."

"Ok."

Warren stood up and walked out of the bedroom.The open kitchen outside has everything in place, and Warren guesses someone has been tending to it.He picked a bag of coffee beans from the cupboard, put them into the machine and ground them into powder, and then brewed two cups of coffee.

There is a photo frame on the cooking table, which is a photo of a dark-haired woman.This was the only photo of a real person placed in the room, and Warren instinctively felt that this woman was very important to Alexander Cavendish.

I always feel like I've seen this face before...

"Can I put the coffee here?"

"Okay, just put it there! I can smell it."

Warren sat back in his chair and took a sip from his coffee cup.

"Are you in poor health?" he asked, frowning.

"It's pretty bad. No human being can survive in this situation, except me. Except for the head, almost all my limbs and bodily functions are necrotic. If it is not afraid that it is too scary to do that, I can even kill the head Cut off all of it. The Fansain are using their powers to keep me alive. I can't eat, I can't sleep like a normal person, you probably can't imagine this kind of mind staying awake forever, just thinking about it over and over again How does it feel to take revenge on Silver Shield."

"I can only say that everyone has their own ambitions. This is your own choice, and maybe I will make the same choice when I encounter something like you."

Alexander Cavendish smiled: "I admire you very much. You are more confident than me, and your self-confidence comes entirely from yourself. I was quite confident when I was your age, but my confidence is all From that box. Well, let me stop wasting time and finish this corny story sooner!"