Tj Daily with Kelsey

"It's that simple?"

"Otherwise?" Luo Shu looked at Mostima's astonished expression, and then saw Yinhui's unbelievable expression, and sighed:

"Let me tell you, if it was you, after a very important person of yours has been looking for you for many years, when you learned that she needs help, would you choose to return to her?"

"No." Mostima replied without thinking:

"Since I chose to leave at the beginning, and chose the way of disappearing, I must understand that turning back is quite a luxury decision."

"Okay." When Luo Shu heard Mostima's unhesitating subordinate, he understood that this guy was still brooding about the past, and he had no intention of continuing to explain his thoughts for a while, so he had to change the subject:

"However, choosing to join Rhode Island was not a whim decision, just like when I left Columbia."

"Is that so?" Mostima fell into a brief moment of thought when she heard this, and then she smiled freely:

"Sorry, Prophet, I don't seem to be so curious."

"It's okay, it's not a secret that can't be told."

"Well, how does it feel for the Prophet to join Rhodes Island?"

"It's okay." Luo Shu replied without thinking, with a casual tone:

"I think it's a very interesting place. Infected and non-infected coexist and understand each other. It's like the legendary Garden of Eden. However, it may be far away."

"Garden of Eden?" Mostima was silent for a while. As a Lateran, she naturally understood the meaning of Luo Shu's words:

"A place that carries ideals?"

"Yeah, a place that carries unrealistic ideals." Luo Shu said bluntly;

"There are a lot of idealists, they are stubborn, but at the same time, they seem to know that they are stubborn."

"Is that so? Didn't the Prophet want to work with the kind of people he didn't like? Wouldn't it be boring?"

"No." Luo Shu stopped a passing waiter, ordered a glass of red wine, and asked:

"Have a drink?"

"Thank you." Mostima took the wine glass with a smile, and touched Luo Shu:

"cheers."

"Cheers." Luo Shu smiled:

"By the way, I really didn't expect you to come."

"Huh? If I say I'm here to see the Prophet, will the Prophet believe me?"

"Looking for me?" Luo Shu took a sip of the red wine, the wine was slightly sour, and after a while, there was a touch of sweetness in his mouth:

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know, I just feel like I want to meet the Prophet."

Mostima was so frank that Luo Shu couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard this answer:

"Are you really here to catch up with me?"

"That's right." Mostima nodded, and then complained:

"The wine is still not very good. Well, I don't understand why you and the emperor both like this thing."

"I can't talk about liking, but sometimes, drinking can relieve your worries."

"Well, it's like what the people of Yan State said? What was that phrase called? Now that I think about it, it's even more worrying to drink away your sorrows, and to cut off the water with a knife to make it flow."

"Yeah, drink away your worries." Luo Shu nodded slightly, then shook the red wine glass:

"However, after seeing me, will you feel a little disappointed?"

"Disappointed? No, the Prophet hasn't changed at all, and can be so naturally aware of my existence."

"Uh...is it hard?"

"Prophet, when many people talk to me, they feel that they are talking to the air. I am very clear about this." Mostima showed a trace of emotion:

"I can sense the emotion they're conveying, as the distress narrator said, but I can't give them the same feedback because the flow of time stands still for me when I'm talking."

Mostima smiled:

"Subjective delay, does the Prophet know this talent?"

"Are you..."

Luo Shu was silent when he heard the words, and immediately sighed:

"You've worked really hard, too."

"Have you worked hard?" Mostima was stunned for a moment, and then said freely:

"It's better to say that it's fun and easy. No one can remember, and there is no need to remember too many people. Well, no, only the prophet and her are exceptions. Maybe that's good."

"Really?"

"Of course." Mostima put down the wine glass in his hand:

"After seeing the Prophet today, maybe I will understand more about the meaning of the power I have."