When I left Barbie's restaurant, the moon had quietly climbed up from the horizon into the sky.
The starry sky is like a bucket, reflected on the sea, and the dark sea seems to be covered with a carpet dotted with fireflies, which is beautiful. A wave surges up, breaking the ripples of the fireflies, and the soft moonlight ripples. p>
For Angel, what happened today was a bit beyond imagination. It is not yet clear whether it is good or bad, but he knows that it is time to say goodbye to the ordinary past.
Standing at the door of the childlike restaurant, Sanders said slowly: "Tonight you go back to the Bauhinia to pack up and pay your respects. Flora will pick you up tomorrow morning."
After Sanders finished speaking, he nodded to Angel, waved his cane, and directed the Falcon Demon on standby to send Angel back to the deck of the Redbud.
Angel stood on the deck, looking at the two people who were gradually flying out of sight. The bright starry sky was the background, and the giant cloud whale was Canaan. Tomorrow, he would also board the drifting vehicle and start a new journey.
The road ahead is long and the future is unknown, and it is always easy to get lost. A confused expression flashed across Angel's face, and he stood on the deck for a while. He suddenly woke up until there were people standing around him.
"Hey, what did you do in the building over there just now?"
"What's it like in there? Oh, by the way, what's your name? Is it from the Hurricane Tower?"
"Who was on that big bird just now? Do you know them?"
"Why did that weird ballet dancer take you in? Do you know them?"
The talented people on the Bauhinia all gathered around him asking questions. Angel looked around, some looked envious, some were jealous, some were curious, some were complimentary, and some were indifferent.
The noisy voices reached Angel's ears. Even if some of the questions were unruly and some were slanderous, he felt inexplicably at ease.
When he was at Barbie's restaurant, he always felt like he was walking on the clouds, floating but helpless. For an ordinary person, it was pretty good that he could stay calm in the restaurant.
Until this time, he fell from the clouds and returned to the ground.
The noise, hustle and immaturity of the talented people around him all told him that he had returned to the human world. This inexplicable contrast made him feel at ease.
Perhaps, this is the mentality that a mortal should have when he is a mortal.
Angel did not answer other people's questions, but just apologized to everyone, then walked through the crowd with puzzled eyes, and walked back to his room firmly step by step.
This night, it is destined to be impossible to sleep. Whether it is Angel or everyone else on the Bauhinia.
Angel leaned against the window, his thoughts swirling.
The moonlight was gentle and full of sight, and the sparkling waves on the sea reflected his clear eyes.
The world is impermanent. Where were you one moment and where will you be the next? The journey of life is always full of unknowns. If you are anxious to set out on the road, whether it will be wind, rain or rolling waves, it is just a half-way scenery.
Angel suddenly understood a lot of things, and even felt in his heart that after experiencing this night, maybe he could study the religion and philosophy of the earth. Relying on idealism, he can control people's emotions, whether it is religious teachings or chicken soup for the soul.
, isn’t that the same thing?
It wasn't until the moon reached the zenith that Angel finally recovered.
Tomorrow he will leave the Bauhinia and embark on a new journey. The cheap instructor gave him one night to pack his luggage and pack the follow-up. He can't continue to waste it here feeling sorry for himself.
Angel took action quickly.
The first thing he did was to pack his luggage. He didn't have much luggage. Apart from a change of clothes and a few daily necessities, the most important thing was actually the books he bought in Haiyue City, which was enough.
Two large wooden boxes.
The books inside are almost all rare leather volumes, with only a small number of pulp and paper bound volumes; although the workmanship is not as exquisite as those produced by nobles, they can still be regarded as folk fine products.
Angel wanted to take all the two large boxes of rare books, because for him, books represent knowledge. Nothing is as important as knowledge, both Jon and Sanders have warned him so.<
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But...he can't carry two boxes alone...
Should he ask his mentor to help him carry the box? When he thought of his mentor helping him carry the box, the scene was too hard to look at, and Angel didn’t dare to think about it.
After thinking for a long time, Angel decided to give up carrying these two book boxes.
He had already scanned the books inside into the holographic tablet. The reason why he couldn't let go was because of his love for rare books.
Now that he has given up carrying book boxes, he naturally has to find suitable owners for them. Discarding books at will is not the style of a book lover.
Angel only knew Moro and Allen brother and sister on the ship. Moro was not a peer, so it was not appropriate to send books in the past. Moreover, with Moro's knowledge, these books compiled by ordinary people may not be taken seriously.
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Therefore, Angel planned to leave these two boxes of books to the Allen brothers and sisters.
The clock indicated that it was now 11 o'clock in the evening. Angel didn't know when he would leave tomorrow, so even if the Allen brothers and sisters had fallen asleep, Angel planned to go over and take a look.
Perhaps it was the food hallucination during the day that caused extensive injuries to the talented people on the Bauhinia. When Angel was walking through the narrow and narrow corridor, he could clearly hear some people wailing in pain, and some people crying alone.
As Angel walked, the sadness in his heart became more and more serious.
He is not the Virgin, and he does not sympathize with the injured. He has only one source of sadness, that is, things fall into their own kind.
He only felt sad to see people at the bottom of the wizarding world end up like this because they were unable to control their own destiny.
Especially when he knows the truth about the illusion——
It's just a mirage that naturally appears when a food wizard makes food.
There is no wizard deliberately suppressing you, but the aura revealed unintentionally plunges the talented people on the entire ship into endless terror.
What else can you say? This is the fate of being a weakling in the wizarding world.
And Angel himself is currently such a weak person. His sadness is just the worry about the fate that he cannot control himself.
After passing through several intersecting aisles, Angel found the residence of the Allen brothers and sisters.
The living quarters of the two brothers and sisters are located at the end of the branches of a corridor. They are opposite each other and can take care of each other. This arrangement must be Moro's handiwork.
When Angel came, he was surprised to find that the door to Eileen's room was slightly open, and a low sob came from inside. If you listen carefully, you can also find Alan's soft comforting voice.
Angel did not act like he was listening to the corner, but knocked on the door gently. After hearing "Please come in", he pushed the door open.
When Angel opened the door, he unexpectedly discovered that not only the Allen brothers and sisters were there, but Moro, who was dressed in black robe, was also among them.