Crown of Silence

Chapter 357 Sunbathing

Leaving the underground palace was no trouble as imagined.

Most musicians are relatively rational and will not take action easily until they see tangible benefits. There were minor frictions along the way, but the real struggle never broke out.

And just as they were going up the mine, they realized that the road they came from had completely collapsed.

I'm afraid the surprise left behind has been delivered to its owner.

That scene must have been interesting.

Even after they left, the exploration of the underground palace was still in full swing, but there was no substantial breakthrough.

It's like encountering a stuck level while playing a mini-game in the ether ball.

The result seemed to be something no one expected.

One card lasts for several days.

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In the past few days, Ye Qingxuan went to the underground palace every day to look at the helpless musicians in front of the door. Seeing that there was nothing they could do, he went back to bask in the sun with peace of mind.

That’s right, sunbathing.

While everyone was racking their brains to solve the problem, this bitch was lying in the Romulus market, selling dozens of unsold knives, lying lazily on a broken deck chair. Bask in the sun.

When you have nothing to do, read a book, eat some snacks when you are hungry, and drink some juice when you are thirsty.

The afternoon sun is warm and genial.

Relaxing and happy, almost like a vacation.

When the passing musicians saw him, they wanted to grind their teeth and drag this bastard over and give him a good beating: This guy is so lazy, and Angelou's master can actually stand it!

Why don’t you clean up the division quickly?

It turns out that they thought too much.

The master of Angelo, the mysterious ‘thigh’, showed up once on the first day, but never appeared again! According to Ye Qingxuan, he eats and sleeps in the hotel every day, sleeps and eats...even lazier than himself!

Since the upper beam is not straight, don't blame the lower beam for being crooked.

Ye Qingxuan also rowed in this serious trial without any burden.

During this period, Mr. Hu and his students wandered around the city leisurely every day. Occasionally they would come over to say hello, talk about oriental customs and specialties, and exchange their experiences on interpretation and ancient times. historical perspective.

At the beginning, when the leaders of the Imperial Academy saw this white-haired compatriot, they were still comparing themselves with each other.

But later, when I saw his cold expression and lack of ambition, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. I quietly muttered "Oranges grow in Huaibei" and didn't bother to answer.

——If such a lazy character were placed in the Imperial College, he would have been kicked out long ago!

However, Ye Qingxuan soon discovered that his good days were over.

What's the saying?

Evil people will be punished by evil people.

Just when Ye Qingxuan was slumped on the recliner, drooling and falling asleep, he suddenly felt a shadow cast on his face.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar map, and Elsa's cheerful smile as if she had seen someone taking advantage of me:

"Sir, you buy..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Qingxuan was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair: "I bought a map! Please let me go!"

"oh……"

Elsa suddenly felt regretful: "Do I know you?"

"This..." Ye Qingxuan looked back and saw the Romulus people around him looking at him expressionlessly, with an expression of 'You dare to bully her and try it'.

His expression twitched and he answered honestly:

"I guess so?"

Elsa nodded, thoughtfully, and walked around his recliner several times in confusion: "Then what are you doing?"

"Baking in the sun."

"oh."

Elsa suddenly understood and was satisfied.

However, he didn't leave... instead he lay down! She lay down!

Ye Qingxuan suddenly had a headache. He saw this little girl lying next to his stall, imitating his own way and squinting her eyes to bask in the sun.

Girl, you can't do this!

Ye Qingxuan felt the astonished looks from the people around him, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and his expression became sad and angry: If you keep doing this, I will call you daddy!

Even if you have a bad memory, you can't blackmail people like this!

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Elsa got up and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a confused look on her face:

"What am I doing?"

Ye Qingxuan's headache became worse and worse, and he was unable to answer: "You... are probably basking in the sun, right?"

"Oh, it turns out I like to bask in the sun, no wonder it's so dark."

Elsa suddenly understood, looking at her wheat-colored skin, she smiled happily for some reason. In so many years, it was the first time that Ye Qingxuan saw a silly child who was so happy just basking in the sun.

She seemed to regard this place as her trump card, sitting on the ground, humming a song, taking out the contents of her bulging pockets, then 'wiping them clean' with a dirty handkerchief, and then putting them back.

Things were piled into a small mountain on the ground.

Small pencils, small hairpins, small bottle caps, small dolls...

"What's this?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the small bottle that fell at his feet, picked it up, and asked doubtfully: "Toy?"

"Maybe it's something I like."

Elsa scratched her hair: "I have a bad memory, so I always keep things I like with me. Look at this, it's beautiful, right? And this...oh, and this!"

She excitedly showed Ye Qingxuan her collection, those small hairpins, little dolls, and... a dead white mouse.

Seeing the dead mouse that was about to reach his face, Ye Qingxuan's expression twitched and he tried to move back a little: "Do you like this?"

"Well, although I don't remember it anymore, I must have liked it very much before!"

Elsa reached out and carefully touched the white mouse in her palm, and her voice became softer: "It would be great if it likes me too."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent, stretched out his hand, and touched her head:

"Don't worry, it must also like you."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

So Elsa became happy. After walking around him for a long time, she suddenly took out a notebook from her backpack and asked him to sign it.

"What's this?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then took the book, only to find crooked handwriting written on the cover: Elsa's friends.

The notebook is almost full, but it seems that they are all repeated, and there are several people whose names have been written four or five times. On the latest page, someone who didn't know who had scrawled an ink stain that looked like a dog's paw. The ink hadn't dried yet, and it looked like a mischievous graffiti.

Next to it, Elsa also wrote in a crooked way, "Big dogs can't write"... I really don't know what the true identities of her friends are. Ye Qingxuan sighed with a bitter smile and wrote his name.

Anyway, she won’t remember it in a few minutes, right?

Just let her be happy...

Seeing him signing, Elsa cheered, took the book and turned it over by herself. Ye Qingxuan's eyes became curious when he saw her hair shaking and revealing the vague writing on her neck:

"what is this?"

"this?"

Elsa fumbled around and found a small mirror. After thinking for a while, she said firmly: "It should be my name, right? It seems to also have my home address!"

Well, this way the person who picked me up can send me back. It’s amazing. No wonder everyone knows me. "

"..."

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and was speechless. But Elsa suddenly reached out and touched his head: "You have to work hard, your family must be working hard to find you."

He was stunned and turned back stiffly:

"Um?"

Elsa looked at him in confusion: "Didn't you also forget where your home is?"

"No." Ye Qingxuan shook his head expressionlessly.

"Liar."

Elsa pouted: "When other people look at me, they think I'm pitiful, but when you look at me, you just look sad that you can't find your home.

Your memory must be bad too, right? That's why I ran away and couldn't find my home. "

Ye Qingxuan looked at her for a long time, looked away, and just said lightly: "No, you are overthinking."

"Obviously."

Elsa stared at him angrily, but soon she turned to sympathy. She stood up on tiptoes and touched his white hair: "It's okay, just touch your head. I'm familiar with this place. Everyone is a good person. Say Maybe one day, the person who picked you up will send you back home."

Ye Qingxuan didn't know what to say, whether he should be angry or smile bitterly. He looked straight at the little girl for a long time, looking at the pair of amber eyes, but he didn't know why, but he felt scared.

She can see through herself.

See through your own lies.

It wasn't because of how accurate her intuition was, or anything else, it was just because...she felt that Ye Qingxuan was the same person as him. Even worse, her feelings were right.

Turns out ****** is right!

"My home...is not here."

It was Ye Qingxuan who first looked away, avoiding her gaze: "You don't need to worry about these problems."

Elsa seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand something.

"You won't... forget it, right?" She asked with some uncertainty.

Ye Qingxuan suppressed the anger that suddenly arose for some reason, and just said calmly: "You are overthinking, I won't even forget where my home is."

"Then where is your home?"

Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly got stuck and froze in place.

Yes, where is his home?

In the East? In Anglo? In that burned-out cabin in the Exile? In the music history department at the Royal College of Music? Or in that magnificent mansion on Queen Street of Avalon?

"……you're right."

Ye Qingxuan smiled self-deprecatingly and lowered his eyes: "I forgot."

He has had no home since he was ten years old.

A small hand pressed on his forehead.

"Be good, touch your head, you're not sad anymore."

Elsa stood on tiptoes and reached out to rub his hair. Her eyes were gentle and quiet, as clear as the sky. "I'll make a straw doll for you later, okay? This is the only thing my mother taught me." I haven’t forgotten it. Mom said it would bless me and it will also bless you in finding your home.”

Ye Qingxuan looked at her blankly and forced a smile:

"hope so."

Soon, Elsa packed up her collection, waved goodbye, and ran off to who knows where. When setting off, his expression was determined and serious, as if he was embarking on some unknown adventure.

Perhaps, to her, everything in this world is new and unknown?

Living so carefree may not be as difficult and painful as Ye Qingxuan imagined. At least, she is much happier than himself.

“Weave a straw doll?”

Ye Qingxuan stared at her back and smiled gently: I hope she will remember it.