Ark, they don't revolve around you

"……Correct."

"Then I'm not being sentimental." He chuckled, "It's unnecessary."

"But they hurt you."

"You don't have to hurt me. They have already been sentenced to death."

Texas whispered, "Are you here to see them?"

"of course."

"Are you alone?"

"One person is enough... Oh, do you think it disrupts my plan? It doesn't matter, they die, they are not a very important part." Zhuang Ning smiled, "I'm glad you're okay."

"……sorry."

"I told you, it's not necessary." Zhuang Ning stroked the hilt of the Originium Sword. "It's stained with blood again. You're angry, Texas."

He stroked the sword tenderly, as if it were his own child.

Texas was slightly moved.

"PhD."

"how?"

"Nothing." She smiled too. This girl's smile was always a little forced, and now there was a hint of hesitation. "You look good today."

"It will always be like this in the future." Zhuang Ning smiled.

They were not talking. They were two silent people. Occasionally they could feel each other's breath and know that the other was by their side. That was enough.

—At least it was enough for her.

The melody is more sad.

Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment, then whispered the name of the piece of music: "From the New World?"

Texas thought Zhuang Ning felt the tune was too sad, so he wanted to change it.

"Let's just pick this one." Zhuang Ning said.

There was a trace of dullness on his face, and Texas seemed to see Zhuang Ning standing silently in the rain before.

"Do you know that someone adapted it into Yan Guoyu? I sang it when I was a kid..."

"I don't know." Texas was surprised, perhaps surprised that the doctor also had a childhood.

"Want to hear it?"

"……think."

"Then I'll sing...it may sound bad, please forgive me." He lowered his eyelids.

He began to hum softly, even though it wasn't acting at all.

"The sky is clear, the wind is cool, and I feel homesick."

“My hometown people, wherever they are now, I always miss them.”

"A lone traveler in a foreign land feels lonely and desolate."

He was really not being modest. The term "tone-deaf" refers to people like Zhuang Ning, whose voice is hoarse and low, and who can sing such a simple song in a fragmented way.

but.

Why is this song so lonely?

She saw the sadness in the corner of the doctor's eyes, which was so fleeting that he didn't even realize it.

He didn't look at Texas, but looked into the distance, as if there was a vaster land there and unknown relatives were waiting for him.

He would occasionally express such feelings, but was stubbornly unwilling to reveal them, swallowing down that bit of loneliness and pretending nothing had happened.

"Doc," Texas said, "where is your home?"

"Very far away." Zhuang Ning didn't look at her.

The melody continued to flow, but the magic was over, because the fleeting emotions awakened by the song faded away again.

Only the calm voice still echoed in the car.

"Texas, Penguin Logistics, is that your home?" he said.

"Ah."

"Then don't treat them carelessly..." Zhuang Ning said softly, "These are all very precious."

The car stopped at the docking area and he got out.

Texas watched from afar, and when he was about to disappear, Zhuang Ning finally looked back and waved to the girl.

It means we can still see each other tomorrow.

Somehow, Texas felt even worse, and in the car, she repeated the melody over and over again.

As it got dark and the sun set, and the tourists returned home, she stepped on the brakes and gradually moved away.

……

Wei Yanwu lowered his eyes. In front of him were reports about the demise of high-ranking officials and chaebols.

It's shocking just to look at it, but it all happened within a month.

"Master Wei."

"You're here, Doctor." Finally at this moment, Wei Yanwu closed his eyes slightly.

It was as if the heavy pressure on my shoulders had collapsed, and I relaxed from the bottom of my heart, feeling a little lonely, but also full of anticipation.

"PhD."

"Ok?"

"Thank you very much for your efforts this month." He said seriously, "As the governor of Longmen, I am also grateful that you stand by my side."

"I have to admit that I had my doubts when you first arrived, but you have proved with your actions that you are Longmen's most steadfast partner. I hope you can continue to accompany Huijie in the future."

Hearing this, Zhuang Ning said nothing, but just nodded lightly.

No matter how we judge Wei Yanwu's life, he made great contributions to Longmen.

Now, he has to put down his courage and return to the capital, where greater wealth and glory will be waiting for him. This prince who once abandoned the throne, the politician who once killed his relatives and friends, and the once beloved city lord must put an end to what he has done.

That's how the years go.

Fifty years of life are like a dream.

And now, he placed his hands on Zhuang Ning's shoulders, and his strong joints conveyed silent words.

"Soon, I will have Huijie lead the Guard Bureau to move into the slums."

"You know, she once tried to do that, but was hit by a bomb and contracted mineral sickness."

"Now," he said in a low voice, "no one dares to do this."

Chen Huijie represents the law of Longmen. Wei Yanwu grinned. At least in the end, he wanted to personally watch the person he supported ascend the throne.

Zhuang Ning silently withdrew from the governorship. The night gradually fell, covering the sky. The two moons were so dim. He was only one step away from success.

……

Chen Huijie felt that this month was like a dream, as if she had returned to two years ago, when she was fighting with the doctor.

At that moment she didn't have to think, she just had to follow his orders, they would finish the battle, the doctor would prepare dinner, and everyone would have fun.

Bonfire, laughter, victory... He watched silently without saying a word. This man always suppressed his joy and anger within a very small range and would only share them with others occasionally, but it was so reassuring.

Chen Huijie thought that she would never see Zhuang Ning of that time again, but in this month, he was no longer a stranger and often had meals with them, always with a smile on his face while eating.

Chen Huijie told herself that such a wonderful time was probably coming to an end.

The obstacles have been cleared, and soon the Guards will move into the dark side of Lungmen. The people will welcome them wholeheartedly, and everything will be full of vitality and flourish.

What about after that?

...After that, he will leave, right?

Whether he would become cold and ruthless again and become frightening and terrifying, this was probably what Chen Huijie was most worried about.

Chapter 32 His Gaze

"Why don't you go and confess to the Doctor?"

After Chen Huijie told Kal'tsit about her concerns, the woman responded, "You don't want him to make the same mistake again. If that's the case, don't hide anything from him anymore."

This woman was rarely so considerate. While handing over the blood test form, she whispered, "He's not a difficult person to deal with."

The concentration of Originium detected has been much lower, but there is still some after all. But I believe that her mineralopathy will be cured soon.

“Is this really useful?”

"You will become the Governor of Lungmen later, so you won't be able to stay in Rhodes Island for too long." Kal'tsit said calmly, "Then go tell him and let him know that someone cares about him."

"Will he refuse?"

"Who knows." Kal'tsit pursed her lips and whispered quietly, "Maybe even he doesn't know."

However, Chen Huijie mustered up her courage and was determined not to see Zhuang Ning again.

The Guards will be moving into the slums soon, and there will be a speech at that time, so why not choose that time?

She made up her mind.

The speech was given in the afternoon in an open space in the slum area.

The residents did not put up much resistance to the arrival of the Royal Guards. On the one hand, the infected with the strongest will to resist had been killed four years ago. On the other hand, without gangs and with the strong support of Rhodes Island, the resistance of the people was weaker.

Chen Huijie looked at the manuscript in her hand. The language was simple and sincere, which could only be written by someone who understood the mentality of the infected people very well. She already had a premonition of what kind of sensation these words would cause.

"There are quite a few people here today, but many are still skeptical about the Guard Bureau moving in. For the past twenty years, the slums have been Longmen's garbage dump, and those wandering here are unwanted scum."

Zhuang Ning flipped through the documents at hand, straightened Chen Huijie's collar, and reminded her, "Don't be too straightforward. You have to use words that they can understand."

"You are no longer a policeman, Sir Chen." He smiled slightly.