Thirty-ninth Raiders

   Chapter 139 I heard that the boss is cruel (67) End

  Shen Yunchi·Fanwai

  …

   Those who have been walking alone in the dark have never imagined the appearance of light.

   He has experienced countless passers-by in his life, and he never bothered to remember their looks, or how they behaved or talked, or anything else.

Since he was a child, he was a proud son of heaven. When he was very young, he took over military power from his father and became the youngest and most powerful ruler in the sixth province. He was far away from the sixth province under his rule. During the war, opium imported from abroad was resisted, and a gun ban was signed to prohibit arms smuggling, and people's lives were basically safe.

   He was born like a god, who is high above and strategizing, who can take the world into his hands, and protect or destroy in just one thought. However, he does not understand the most common emotions in the world. Gods seem to naturally lack a common feeling with the world. He does not know why people live, why they grieve when they die, why some people are so sad when they are separated from others, and why people fear death. Like fearing the devil.

  The third master of the Shen family has been indifferent since he was a child. The old man took a fancy to the character of the child very early, and cultivated him as a successor. The teacher in the school taught everyone to value their own lives when they were born in troubled times, and asked the students what good expectations they have in life. The answers of the other children were that they wanted to make merit and serve the country, or to be a doctor to save the wounded, or to use the pen as a weapon to scourge the chaotic world, but this future ruler of the six provinces only wrote a few words on the paper he handed over.

do not know.

   Very calm.

  The old man showed him military briefings when he was very young, involving strategies and tactics. Third Master Shen could answer even at a young age. He was calm and composed, and he was a natural leader. But when I happened to ask him, whether he prefers soft-hearted tolerance or thunderbolt means, the child did not give a definite answer, but was quiet for a while, his thin lips were slightly pulled, and his tone was a little boring:

   "…nothing is more fun."

   He doesn't know what it means to be born.

  I don't know what to be sad about when I die.

   I don't know what is good in the world.

   What is not good.

   has always been such a senseless attitude. Later, when he took over the military power, many people were afraid of him. His methods were **** and violent. If he fell into his hands, life would be worse than death. His fluttering eyes were enough to frighten the enemy. It's important, just more efficient, so I just did that and didn't think about anything else. The respect or fear and awe of others are just passing by, and there is nothing worth caring about for him.

   His world has always been dark.

   Walk alone.

   So that the first time I saw the light, I was stunned for a long time.

  …

   It turned out that I wanted to live a good life to love someone, that’s how it feels. It turns out that getting along with someone will bring joy and sweetness, uncontrollable heartbeat and breathing, uncontrollable worries about gains and losses, and the mention of death will make your heart shudder - it turns out that death is really such a scary thing.

   On the train to Jiangnan that time, it was clear that it was a near-death to get on the train, but he did not hesitate, and he must go in person. She once asked him, Third Master, are you afraid of fighting?

   He said at the time that everyone has a fate, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

   But when he set foot on that train to find her, his fear and heart palpitations were real, so he couldn't have the slightest indifference and calmness.

   until he took his seat.

   across a narrow corridor.

   A thin gap.

  …

   A place that can be reached by just taking the first two steps.

  …

The girl's small face is buried in the collar and her eyes are sleepy and closed, with two small braids hanging down in front of her, she looks petite and cute, soft, because her eyes are closed, her eyelashes are long and dense, and the headlights outside the window Light reflected on her white cheeks.

  Lights were cast from the gaps in the carriage.

   cut space.

   seems to separate two worlds.

  Two shades.

   Half is light.

   Half dark.

   The tall figure was silently placed in the dark.

   looked at the light that was close at hand.

  …

   is the light of his life.

   (end of this chapter)