Crown of Silence

Chapter 245 Ashes and Youth

Ye Qingxuan never thought that a meal would last so late. It was not until after the restaurant closed that the head waiter made various overt and covert hints, and the disgust on his face was beyond words. Only then did Ye Qingxuan and the others drink the last of their beer and go home.

But soon, Ye Qingxuan discovered that there was a bigger trouble in front of him.

- Charles was drunk.

Ye Qingxuan saw the behavior of Ciel when he was drunk on the first day he came to Avalon... But today he realized that what he saw was not the complete body.

So, late at night, under the lonely moonlight, the legend of Avalon, singing and running wildly, reappeared.

"La la la la la la~"

Seeing the drunken Charles running wildly on the street while tugging on his clothes and singing songs, Ye Qingxuan had the urge to die here.

"teacher……"

He turned his attention to Abraham for help, but Abraham had no choice. He only had time to follow behind, picked up the clothes that Ciel had taken off, and then added a note to him to keep him warm to avoid catching a cold.

But what's more troublesome than having a drunk Ciel is that Bai Xi is also drunk.

Of course, the drunk Bai Xi was not the type to worry about. She was still thinking about the shameful humiliation of Charles touching her head while she was not paying attention, and shouted:

"Char, don't run away, I'm going to beat you to death... ugh!"

She also vomited.

But the problem is, she is now being carried by Ye Qingxuan!

If Ye Qingxuan hadn't bent down, she would have vomited all over him.

What else could Ye Qingxuan do? I was almost speechless and burst into tears. While wiping Bai Xi's mouth, he looked at Abraham:

"Teacher, I really want to die."

"Get used to it."

Abraham sighed and patted his shoulder: "Really, just get used to it."

Hearing what he said, Ye Qingxuan, who had been under pressure, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up Bai Xi and held down Charles who was running naked in front of him with anger. He pointed at his nose and shouted:

"Char, calm down. You are already twenty years old. Can you act like a senior brother? It's okay if you drink, but you should tell me if you can't drink! How old is a person to drink? Why are you bragging? ! You are singing when you are drunk. Do you want to dance? If you don’t know how to dance, I will teach you!

You're still running! Run away! There is no wolf chasing you..."

The scolding almost drained away all the bitterness in my heart, and the helplessness, grief and anger from the beginning of the school year to the present were simply vented to the fullest. After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking, Charles was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Looking at his stunned and dull expression, to be honest, Ye Qingxuan felt regretful in his heart, wondering if he had spoken too harshly.

But Charles looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled stupidly, rushed up to him, gave him a heavy hug, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble."

As if it was Ye Qingxuan who was scolded, Charles looked at him with a tolerant and kind face: "Junior brother, let's go home."

Before Ye Qingxuan had time to react, Ciel showed that weird drunken smile again, and continued to sing wildly and ran naked to the front:

"La la la la la..."

Ye Qingxuan slapped his forehead helplessly: Senior brother, you are hopeless.

On his shoulder, Bai Xi seemed to have finally sobered up a little, looking at him with drunken eyes: "Cousin, where are you going?"

"Let's go home..."

After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and soon he couldn't help laughing: "Well, let's go home."

"No, I'm going to catch up and beat him!"

Bai Xi stared at Xiaer who was left in front, grabbed Ye Qingxuan's hair, as if he was riding a horse: "Cousin, you have to ride!"

"Okay, okay, sit tight."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, helped the girl behind him, imitated the sound of a horse neighing, and galloped to catch up with her.

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The gentle moonlight shone on the empty street, illuminating the unruly blond young man in front of him, as well as the boy and girl chasing after him.

Their teacher trotted helplessly, chasing after them, shouting at them to slow down.

There were songs running away on the street, as well as girls cheering, mixed with a few sounds like donkey braying. The silence was broken, making this cold city seem less cold.

Everything became cute.

Under the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan ran with the girl on his back, laughing loudly, and wanted to go home.

He suddenly had the urge to pray, praying to God to let time stop at this moment forever and stay in a short but full happiness.

Perhaps, what he has been looking for all along is a place to go back to.

There was a rude teacher, a naughty girl, and a bitch senior brother who was really helpless.

Sometimes life is simple, sometimes it becomes troublesome.

But that's how life should be.

Even this is what he dreams of.

It's a pity that no matter how long the road is, it always ends. When he stopped, he looked at the sky in astonishment.

The light of the flames was reflected in the distant sky, and the light dyed the boy's white hair red.

That direction... that direction...

He gritted his teeth and ran quickly.

That direction...

——

When they arrived, it was too late.

The old house, which was on the verge of being abandoned, was bathed in flames. The flames crackled and engulfed everything. Ye Qingxuan stood blankly in front of the burning house, watching the flames burn.

There was a faint laughter in the wind, like something mocking.

Soon, the flames of indulgence triggered the enchantment of the college, the alarm sounded, and then, Yegor, who was on duty tonight, fell from the sky with the storm.

When he saw the burning Leshi Department, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then raised his palm.

Following his movements, large black clouds condensed from the sky, and cold wind spread. But soon, his palm was held.

The heavy rain that was about to gather stopped abruptly.

Yegor turned around in shock and looked at Abraham who was holding him. Abraham's face was expressionless, he just raised his steel prosthetic limb and held it forward.

Ding!

In an instant, the huge flame jumped and disappeared without a trace.

It was as if the fire was just an illusion and had never happened. The only proof was the charred and half-collapsed old house.

——Burning is forbidden.

This is an advanced interference-level technique from the Forbidden Faction, but Yegor has never seen a similar technique from Abraham.

Abraham stood beside Ye Qingxuan, staring silently at the charred ruins in front of him.

"There's nothing left."

Ciel walked out of it and smashed the object that had turned into a ball of ashes on the ground in frustration, saying to himself: "There is nothing."

"Where's Lao Fei?"

Bai Xi ran in the ruins, looking around in panic, but was pulled by Ye Qingxuan. She stared blankly at Ye Qingxuan's face: "Cousin, I have to worry about it... I have to worry about it..."

"It's okay, Lao Fei."

Ye Qingxuan touched her head: "Lao Fei hasn't been at home much in the past two days. Even if it was there when the fire started, it would definitely run away."

"But……"

Bai Xi endured the choking sound, but heard a familiar cry coming from the grass in the distance.

The big running golden retriever dog got out of it, looked around, and barked when it saw Bai Xi, as if it was comforting him. Seeing that it was okay, Bai Xi wiped the tip of his red nose and hugged it, but didn't know what to say.

Ye Qingxuan wandered silently in the ruins, looking through things that could still be used. In the end it was discovered that only the contents of the basement had escaped damage.

There was nothing combustible there. He had packed his own equipment into an iron box and hid it under the floor.

But except there, everything else is gone.

Their rooms and beds, Abraham's study and all the books... In just a few hours, all traces of everyone's accumulated life had disappeared.

Ye Qingxuan stood in the ruins and felt that he was standing in a strange place. The flames engulfed everything, leaving only ashes and charcoal.

"The fire was so powerful that it set the entire house on fire within a minute. It must have been caused by the recent dry weather and the items spontaneously ignited."

After checking, Yegor found nothing 'abnormal', but thinking about what happened recently, he couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, there were no casualties."

"I understand, thank you to the school for your help."

Abraham was not angry, he just said: "Let us deal with the next thing."

Yegor gave him a complicated look and nodded, "If you don't have a place to live, you can come to the Academy of Change. I will ask the students to pack up a few things and come out of the room."

After saying that, he left.

Among the ashes and ruins, there was only silence. No one spoke, but silently packed away some things that could still be recycled.

I don’t know how long it took, but footsteps were heard in the distance.

"It's so tragic. The house suddenly burned down. There are unforeseen circumstances. Please forgive me."

Bart stood outside the ruins with a look of sympathy on his face, "After hearing this, the teacher sent me to express my condolences. After all, the Department of Music and History was an important department in the College of Apocalypse. If necessary, you are welcome to come..."

"How dare you show up!"

Charles interrupted him angrily, pulled his collar, and glared at him: "Believe me or not..."

Bart sneered, "Are you going to say this is our fault next? It's baseless, don't slander others. Let me see, maybe you started this fire, trying to gain sympathy from others. Otherwise, why didn’t any of you lose even a hair?”

After hearing this, Charles was suddenly not angry anymore, but his joints made a friction sound, like iron blocks rubbing against each other, with a crazy power.

He didn't want to say anything anymore. Instead, he felt an unprecedented feeling, cold and gloomy, like a snake coiled on a wet rock, its scales rubbing together, making a creepy sound.

Maybe this is murderous intent?

There was a hand holding his wrist, from Ye Qingxuan. Ye Qingxuan stood in front of him, looked into his eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"leaf……"

"Brother, let's listen to what he has to say."

Ye Qingxuan let go of his hand, looked back at Bart, who was stunned, and said softly: "Bart, you can speak now. But you'd better understand what you are talking about..."

The coldness in the young man's eyes made Bart take a step back. Soon, he reacted and stopped himself from losing his composure. He just snorted coldly and seemed to be very 'magnanimous' and did not care about Ciel's actions just now. .

"This is the right thing to do, calm down, it's best for everyone."

He snorted twice, straightened his chest and raised his head:

"The teacher said that he is willing to admit that his interpretation results and Mr. Abraham have some coincidences and overlaps: these are all academic commonalities, after all, the truth is unique.

But this does not mean that he will admit your criticism. It's just..."

"Just?"

Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at him. His expression was not as curious as he thought, but cold: "Bart, finish your words, your teacher didn't ask you to keep it a secret.

Being a dog requires the awareness of being a dog. You don't want to make some mistakes that your teacher doesn't want to see because of you, right?"

Bart's expression twitched, and his expression changed. It looked awkward, but he still chose to finish his words:

"However, if you are willing to withdraw those unfounded accusations, he is willing to add Mr. Abraham's name to the submitted manuscript. Share this achievement and glory with him."

In silence, he sneered: "How about it? A compensation of a 'second author' is already a great thing for this broken place, the Music History Department.

This is the last chance, I hope you don't make mistakes, the teacher will not give in a second time."

This is the plan that Ingmar finally chose. No matter how crazy he is, he can't let this incident ferment.

Besides, after this warning, the Music History Department may have learned to be smarter and will not entangle too much. This compromise plan is good for everyone.

But to his surprise, after he finished speaking, no one made a sound. They all looked at him with a strange look.

Only the white-haired boy nodded slowly.

"Really? I understand."

He said, "You can go."

Bart was stunned and didn't react: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you can go, Bart."

Ye Qingxuan said it again, his expression was careful and serious, but his eyes were cold, like a wind leading to a long winter night, cold enough to make people feel cold:

"Don't let me repeat it again, I hope you can see that I'm in a bad mood now."

"You, you... are you crazy?!"

Bart looked at him in astonishment, talking incoherently, but didn't know what to say, but he didn't dare to continue to pester him, and left with a flushed face.

His steps were fast, as if he was chased by some invisible evil spirits. Only after he walked away did he dare to look back and spit on the ground viciously:

"A bunch of ungrateful things."

——

At the original place, Ye Qingxuan watched Bart leave in silence, and also saw his self-proclaimed secret actions in the woods. After a long time, he retracted his gaze and looked down at the ruins under his feet, looking at the ashes that had been burned to ashes.

Beside him, Charles looked at him worriedly and sighed softly: "Ye Zi..."

"I know, don't persuade me."

Ye Qingxuan looked up at him: "Things have become like this, the house has been burned, and the information is gone. It's useless for us to be sad. Even at the school council, we don't have any trump cards. After all, we can't even keep the original manuscript, right?"

He looked at the silent Charles for a long time, and then lowered his eyes. His pupils were like ashes, hiding invisible anger. He said:

"——Senior Brother, I'm angry."