Crown of Silence

Chapter 214 The so-called flame

Department of Music History, late at night.

Abraham still locked himself in his study, and the interpretation of the Voynich manuscript seemed to have reached a critical moment. A few days ago, he finally found the real solution, overturning all his progress and starting over.

This time, the speed was astonishingly fast, and the following parts were completed as smoothly as writing.

Now it was time to finish, and he was fully focused on it.

Ye Qingxuan did not want to disturb Abraham. He was also thinking about the frosty nightmare.

In that nightmare, I was frozen to death again and again, and woke up from the flames that were burning me again and again.

A false sun hangs in the sky, and there is a dead frost on the earth.

I am the only one who is trekking between the lonely world and the earth.

Search for the so-called sun.

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According to Laura, she had implanted the 'elements' of that piece of music into her memory through the Blood Path Key.

That element will absorb its own memory and hatch into a dream, or a sweet dream, or a nightmare, or... some unrelated things.

If you want to quickly grasp the spirituality of that piece of music, you must go through that endless dream.

If you can get out of this predicament, you will undoubtedly have mastered the elements of the music, and you will be able to learn the music as a matter of course.

Just like after a person masters water skills, backstroke or butterfly stroke are just changes in posture.

However, this element is extremely difficult to grasp. That is the essence and core of the entire movement, the basis for the realization of the movement, and it is enough to brew the spirituality of the movement.

How difficult it is to transcend the others and directly grasp the elements. What's more, sometimes the elements are not even one.

In different factions, elements are also given different names, such as 'formula', 'balance', 'wild' or 'fulcrum'. But there is no doubt that they are all top priorities.

Therefore, Ye Qingxuan was full of doubts about whether he could master the elements implanted in his memory in a short time.

According to Laura, the elements will only exist for three days and will dissipate on their own after three days. If they still can't find them after three days, then they can only give up.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but have a headache.

In the restaurant, Charles was still excited about his bye. In the middle of the night, he drank wine, flipped through the latest magazine inserts of beautiful women, and was happily minding his own business.

Although the bitch brother sometimes makes people want to kill people, Xiaer is indeed the most easily satisfied person Ye Qingxuan has ever seen.

Even just a bottle of liquor is enough. If you give him a photo album of the latest season, then he can fly to the sky happily.

If possible, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to live like Charles.

At least no worries.

He sighed, went to Ciel's side, took a cup himself, and shook it at Ciel:

"Give me some?"

"Um?"

Charles glanced at the picture album, and after understanding what Ye Qingxuan meant, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "You know how to drink?"

"know a little."

Ye Qingxuan grabbed the wine bottle and poured half a glass for himself. He just shrugged slightly and said, "I used to be very miscellaneous and learned more about everything."

Charles was silent for a long time, then suddenly sighed:

"Junior brother..."

"Um?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if someone like you learns to give birth to a child one day."

The corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched, "I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't learn."

"Well, that would be a shame."

Charles shrugged. He was already a little drunk and didn't know what he was feeling sorry for.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt helpless. He sighed, drank all the wine in his glass, lay on the chair, as if he had no bones, and stared at the moon outside the window in a daze.

But after a long time, he couldn't help but look back and asked softly:

"Brother, what would this world look like if there was no sun?"

He looked into Ciel's eyes, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the endless expanse of ice and snow, the endless wasteland with no end in sight.

That dead world.

"Well?"

Charles was startled when he heard this, then he held his chin and pondered, and said seriously: "Then we are going to light a fire? It doesn't seem like a bad thing after thinking about it."

"Why?"

Charles smiled, beaming: "Look, everyone used to say that they would drink until dawn, but now it will never get dawn. Doesn't it mean that everyone can get so high when they drink..."

"No, you'll just end up with alcohol poisoning and be sent to the hospital, right?"

"Ahaha, that's right."

Charlotte suddenly became frustrated: "It would be great if humans didn't suffer from alcoholism. Wouldn't that mean there would be no shortcomings?"

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and ignored him. But after a long time, under the stimulation of drunkenness, I couldn't help but speak rudely again:

"What if, what if even the flame disappears?"

Charles thought for a long time and nodded seriously, "Then, probably the sages will be very happy, right?"

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan felt that he heard something wrong.

However, Ciel's expression became serious, he came closer and raised a finger: "Do you know?

In many ancient books of the Dark Ages, in the early days of the School of Change, materialism was not adhered to. What was prevalent at that time was the theory of the four elements.

When the sages argued about what the world was, they were also confused about human beings themselves and what "I" was. So a theory was born:

Elements are actually reflections of human emotions. "

"emotion?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh, "Are you too arrogant? Do they think the world is made up of human will?"

"It was very popular at the time. Some people thought that the world we live in is just a dream of some boring guy. When we wake up from the dream, we disappear. Ahem, this is actually far away.

Anyway, the sages matched emotions with elements, and finally completed the foundation of the four-element theory. Although it was later overturned by the "element cycle", there is at least some truth in it. "

When Charles said this, he drained his cup and put it down:

"Do you know what the flames represent?"

"Um?"

"—It's pain."

Ciel's smile turned mocking: "It's ironic, isn't it?

The fire that obviously reminds people of life, rising and creation is actually the essence condensed by pain.

Fire is pain. It is this kind of pain that brings light, illuminates the whole world, and allows life to survive. "

He poured himself wine, watched the wine rolling in the glass, stared at his reflection in the glass, and muttered to himself as if he was drunk.

"So, if the sun disappears one day, it must be because there is no pain in this world, right? Maybe it is a good world.

Well, maybe. "

He paused and nodded, "At least it's reassuring."

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After Charles finished speaking, he seemed to be drunk. He just sipped strong wine and hummed some strange children's songs.

After that, he suddenly asked: "Zi Zi, why are you asking this? Is it related to the dream you had during the day?"

"Dream?" Ye Qingxuan looked at him.

"You don't think I didn't notice, do you?" Charles smiled, "Bai Xi was so anxious that he almost strangled you to death before you woke up. I thought you had gone into shock and sent you to the emergency room. Go inside.

As a result, you woke up in the end. "

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and said in a low voice, "I slept rather deeply."

"So, are you so panicked when you wake up?"

Ye Qingxuan scratched his hair, and after a long time, he answered softly: "It's just that I dreamed about something."

"Is it something unpleasant?"

The young man shook his head, "No."

"Something scary?"

The boy still didn't respond, so Ciel suddenly realized: "Oh, is that something sad?"

Ye Qingxuan did not answer him, but just drank the wine. Finally, his eyes became drowsy and he put down the glass:

"Just some... some things from the past."

He staggered up and walked toward the stairs crookedly: "Brother, you don't have to worry about me. I'm a little drunk and I'm going to bed."

Charles watched him go upstairs, watched him disappear, curled his lips, "Tch, I just drank a little more..."

He casually picked up the wine bottle on the table, but the bottle didn't have the weight he expected. It was empty. So he was 'pulled' up by Ciel, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

After stumbling, Ciel finally regained his balance, his expression suddenly turned bitter. "Hey, what kind of trouble are you going to make by drinking all my week's worth of stock without saying a word?"

He sighed, turned the bottle upside down, and shook it vigorously.

A few drops fell into his mouth.

Charles threw away the bottle, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, probably, I won’t have any more dreams...

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On the field, the competition is in full swing.

Off the field, in the seats of the music and history department, Ye Qingxuan was still sleeping peacefully, seemingly not worried at all about how ugly his team's death would be next.

"Is he okay?"

Brother Shizi looked at him with some worry, "I always feel like there's something a little abnormal about him."

"I've stayed up too late recently, just catching up on some sleep." Charles patted his shoulder and pulled him aside, "I just slept in class. Don't tell me you've never done this kind of thing."

"Well……"

Brother Shizi suddenly became confused, "Isn't it good to sleep in class?"

Ciel suddenly looked surprised, looking at Brother Stool like he was looking at a monster.

"You don't even sleep during class! What on earth do you do?"

"..."

Brother Stool was speechless. He found that his brain circuits were somewhat different from those of these weird people, and he was often unable to communicate on common sense.

He had no choice but to change the topic and get straight to the point.

"It is said that the remaining teams have secretly prepared to carve us up... We are already recognized as a rookie team. Tomorrow, eight will advance to four, how will we play in the next game? You have to come up with a strategy, right?"

"It's useless to think so much. Anyway, if you don't save everything, you will die in the end..."

Charles basked in the sun and yawned: "Don't worry, I occasionally gain something from watching the stars at night, we are in good shape these two days!

Besides, dead rabbits hit the same pile two days in a row. Maybe we will get a bye in the next game. "

My friend, why didn’t I realize that you are pretty? You are just daydreaming!

The shoulders of the stool brother trembled. If he hadn’t been wearing a mask on his head, he might have vomited blood.