Fan Ning looked at Roy in disbelief.
Even if she wanted a dedication for the "Second Symphony", Fan Ning felt that it was at least in line with expectations. Although in her plan, this symphony would be dedicated to all mankind, living or dead, without any special dedication.
, you can also use other equal efforts to compensate for it later.
He had no idea that Roy's so-called "making a request" would be such a thing.
The girl stared back, her blue pupils clear and calm.
"This can't be considered a request. Let's change it." Fan Ning remained calm.
"Why not?" She frowned.
"'Requests' refer to things that require me to pay, are in your interest, and can be used as compensation for information."
"Doesn't it require you to pay to cash it?"
"...Well, if you agree, then that's fine."
“Then it’s not in my interest?”
"??Is this still——"
"The Abnormal Area has spread for at least thousands of years. It contains countless ancient civilization relics, ritual vessels, occult books, and rare extraordinary materials. If you have the opportunity to go there, just refuse to let me have a share of the pie. You still say it is.
It’s not in my interest... I obviously provided relevant prophecy information, but you turned your back on me and said this was not a matter of compensation..."
The girl interrupted Fan Ning.
"You just said that you are not a profiteer? I think you are a profiteer."
"..." Fan Ning's face froze.
I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I could only concentrate on smelling the aroma of blackberries and peaches inside the car.
The manor courtyard is quiet in summer, and the soft and dim gas lights envelope the cars as usual.
The fountain next to it was not turned on, and there was only the sound of crickets inside.
"Are you thinking about a problem or smelling the fruit?" Seeing that he had not expressed his position, Roy could only hear the slight sound of inhaling and exhaling, and he moved away angrily.
Fan Ning had no choice but to speak:
"This counts as a request, but I can't agree to it. You can change it to a legitimate request."
"..." Roy almost choked to death, "If you don't translate it, what is a legitimate request?"
There were many reasons and angles popping up in Fan Ning's mind.
Every point he felt was enough reason for rejection, but what he said in the end was:
"I can't beat either of your parents."
"You do your own work for your parents, they like you very much."
"I really can't beat him."
"...I'm really sure you said that on purpose." Roy glared at him with an angry look.
"Okay." Fan Ning let go of the steering wheel, "Let me tell you seriously, the mortality rate of soldiers who go to participate in a war is 30%, which is considered very high, and 50%, which is extremely high. What is the survival rate of knowledgeable people who go deep into the abnormal zone?
, you’re not unclear, right? Saving one out of ten is pretty good.”
"Besides, if we discuss it this way, it seems that the abnormal zone is already in front of us and needs to be entered immediately. In fact, this is an uncertain thing, right? If it is really close, we can discuss it again."
"A wise man can save his life by being careful," Roy said.
"You are not, and neither am I." Fan Ning pointed out.
"Not now, but maybe in the future."
"That's something that's hard to pin down."
"But you said just now that it is uncertain whether it will enter the abnormal zone one day."
"I said it, so since I'm not sure..."
"Carolne Van Ning!! Just promise, is it so difficult? I didn't ask you to write any promise, I didn't ask you to swear to God, what will happen if you go back on it? I may not even make it well.
I'm ready to fulfill my promise, so I just want you to promise me verbally, and I just want to hear what your promise looks like. Isn't this really just okay?"
"I found out that you are really a profiteer!!!"
Fan Ning was stunned by Roy's sudden outburst and gritted teeth.
He suddenly realized that her way of thinking was like this——
Regarding the unusual delay in the approval of the premiere at the Special Inspection Hall, she confirmed that there was no problem with the "Second Symphony" and that her answer must be something she trusted, and then the issue was settled;
Regarding the "Apostle" matter, she investigated the doubts about Vasius's experience and reminded herself to be careful of being involved in idiosyncratic pursuits. When she said that she would consider it carefully, she felt at ease with this issue for the time being;
As for the matters in the abnormal area, the status is too high and the secrets are too deep. It is impossible to prevent trouble by "assisting investigation" or "warning". However, the worst development is that there is a high probability that one day I will be involved.
Entering it, she directly asked to agree to come together, blocking the anxious uncertainty in this way.
Even if she knew what it meant to enter the abnormal zone, it might not be of any use.
Although she didn't take the initiative to mention it at all, she felt that she had finally dealt with all the so-called "trouble" in her mouth, from near to far, from easy to difficult, from best to worst.
Now I'm just waiting for myself to agree to that request as "safety insurance."
Miss Roy, the more I know you are like this...
When Fan Ning realized this, one of his hands holding the steering wheel was gradually strangled until it turned white.
But he let go in an instant:
"Then agree."
"That's great." Roy finally smiled like a spring breeze thawing, "Let me tell you, the information has been advanced for you. Why do you always want to monopolize the benefits and opportunities?"
"If there really is a day when I go in, I hope I can have the opportunity to go back on my word." Fan Ning stared at her.
"Then you must be in debt to death." Roy made an indifferent gesture, "Would you like to go sit in the mansion? There are new records in the listening room. Can you try it out?"
"Not going."
Fan Ning opened the door, jumped out and walked around to the passenger side, holding the top of the door to help her get out.
"There is still a lot of work before the premiere."
After saying that, he returned to the driver's seat, ignited the car, started the car, and rolled up the window.
"Well, see you at rehearsal tomorrow." Roy pondered for a moment, then smiled and waved, and walked to the door of the manor to see Fan Ning off.
As the black car slowly passed by her, Fan Ning saw a half-opened and exquisite hollow wood-carved small box placed on the painted storage compartment next to the passenger seat. Inside, there were more than a dozen small hands stacked neatly.
A corner of white lace on the handkerchief."
"You didn't take down the handkerchief box." Fan Ning pressed the brake.
"Ah! Just leave it for me to use on weekdays." Roy blinked to indicate that he had forgotten, and then smiled and waved his hand again.
Fan Ning nodded, said nothing, turned the steering wheel, and made a turn, leaving her behind.
The summer night wind blew into the car.
The cuffs and neckline of the white shirt are fluttering, and the face and skin are as cool as water.
The figure of the girl under the gas lamp receded in the rearview mirror.
The cream-colored corrugated silk dress, the light-colored belt around the waist, the blue eyes under the flowing hair, and the lingering fruity fragrance in the car.
"Miss Roy, it's better if you don't do this. The more I know you do this, the less likely I am to give you the chance to notice what the other so-called troubles are."
Fan Ning looked at the rearview mirror and whispered the words that he had not spoken before.
The car drove onto the white and clean straight stone road. He stepped on the accelerator hard, switched gears continuously, and then continued to step on the accelerator.
Until the lights of High Valor Manor in the rearview mirror completely disappeared into the darkness of the countryside.
From the dark outskirts of the town to the brightly lit city, Fan Ning drove alone on the roads and streets. He pursed his lips and frowned. The various chaotic emotions gradually subsided and he began to think about the whole story of this series of events.
Come.
"Looking at it this way, what we encountered in the 'Vaznai Town' is just as suspicious as the exploration of the 'underground secret door' going forward..."
"Wait...More forward?..."
To be continued...