Aaron and Roman looked at each other and then slowly looked away, without making any response at this point.
If you simply accept it, your childhood will be too frivolous.
However, seeing his father's sincere apology, he was naturally happy and happy.
Overall, he was just awkward.
However, his silence was the best response to Roman.
He didn't expect Aaron's forgiveness. As a man who had been dead for who knows how long, it was ridiculous to still expect such things.
The two of them continued walking and unknowingly passed through the palace garden. Not far ahead was the main entrance from where they came.
Aaron also spoke again at this time: "Now, I have a chance."
Roman turned his face and looked at him.
"Some of my subjects still hope to rebuild the glory of the past. They have made preparations, and the outside world is also in crisis. If I bring them back, rebuild the kingdom, and rule all mankind again, maybe
We can do better than before," Aaron said.
"Well, it sounds good." Roman nodded and said, "But, do you really think so?"
Aaron's tone was indifferent, as if what he was talking about was not his own business, and he was quite decisive: "Natural or not."
"Although I'm sorry to them, that kind of glory is an illusion and can't save anything. When facing the final opponent, they will eventually be like paper that can be pierced with a poke."
"You have made your own decision." Roman said happily.
"Father, don't you have anything to say?" Aaron looked at him.
"What can I say?" Roman asked in turn.
"That was once your country." Aaron was speechless for a moment, wondering how Roman could think so openly.
"Once..." Roman's eyes were also full of melancholy and nostalgia. He glanced back at the beautiful palaces behind him. After a brief pause, his eyes returned to Aaron: "But after all, it is no longer mine.
It is a dead person who has spanned tens of thousands of years of history and appears here in the form of a brief dream."
He stretched out his hand and patted Alon's shoulder: "I respect every decision you make. I once valued your strength and bound you to humans and the kingdom, but now, you are free. Before becoming the king
, you should be more of a 'person'."
Aaron nodded.
The two of them had already arrived at the main entrance.
"I'm very happy to see you again." Aaron said.
"Me too." Roman nodded with a smile.
"I'm leaving."
"Well, go ahead."
Aaron walked out of the door he came from and looked back at Roman, his father again.
At this time, Roman reminded again: "You must have forgotten the time capsule you once buried in the atrium."
"That is..." Aaron really had no memory of this. When Ye Zuxi mentioned this, he only vaguely remembered that there was such a thing.
What on earth was he hiding in the first place?
"If you are still curious, you can go find it and see for yourself." Roman smiled mysteriously.
He expressed helplessness at his father's behavior in this place, but Aron still agreed, and then really turned around and left.
"Goodbye, father."
"Goodbye, Aaron."
…
A house is filled with beautiful violin melody.
Ye Zuxi was in an empty room, immersed in the world of music, playing this movement selflessly.
Abu, Dishe sat on a chair nearby and listened quietly. On a small round table was a peaceful eight-note tower.
Although Bayinta wanted to join in, it also knew that it was Ye Zuxi's violin solo now and it shouldn't interrupt.
After a while, the song ends.
Ye Zuxi put away the piano to pay tribute to the three audience members, and received discordant applause from Abu He. The eight-note tower jingled happily to express her joy.
"Huh, it's been a long time since I played a complete song. I hope I can still listen to it." Ye Zuxi looked at Disharmony and exhaled.
Dishe shook his head slightly, then nodded again.
Ye Zuxi smiled and looked at the violin given by his father in his hand. He couldn't put it down and put it away carefully.
Bang bang bang...
At this moment, another burst of applause sounded.
The puppets looked warily, and Ye Zuxi also turned his head, but saw an unexpected figure.
"Mr. Fang... Tianmu?" He called the other party's name carefully.
The small round eyes on the logo are clearly Fang Tianmu's.
"Why did you appear here?" Ye Zuxi asked, not letting go of his vigilance.
Although the other person seemed to be from the same group as Alon, Ye Zuxi could always feel a kind of indifference above all else from him.
He doesn't like each other very much.
Fang Tianmuzhu stood by the window sill of the room, looked at Ye Zuxi with a smile and said: "As the person who has the most contact with Alon in this world, I feel it is necessary to come over and give you a explanation at this time."
"Alon, what's wrong with him?" Ye Zuxi frowned slightly.
"He has to face himself." Fang Tianmu said.
Ye Zuxi was stunned.
Fang Tianmu straightened up and walked around the room: "Speaking of which, you don't know much about Alon's past."
"There are only some vague speculations." Ye Zuxi said without denying it.
"Then this is a good opportunity, how about it? Do you want to see Alon's past?" Fang Tianmu sent out the invitation with a smile.
Ye Zuxi nodded: "I think so."
At this moment, Ye Zuxi's phone rang.
He picked it up and saw that it was the contact from Aaron.
Fang Tianmu saw it from a distance, smiled and motioned for Ye Zuxi to pick it up casually.
Ye Zuxi picked up the phone directly: "Hello."
"Where is Fang Tianmu?" Aaron asked as soon as he came up.
Ye Zuxi looked at Fang Tianmu. Fang Tianmu put his head in his hands and looked out the window, whistling as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Yes."
"Oh, that's just right. I have something to ask you. Then you can come with him."
…
Although Ye Zuxi is considered a busy person now and cannot move around at will.
But since it was Aron's request, there was nothing to say. It was not that those trivial tasks could not be done without him, but he was the only one on earth who served as the connector between the official and Aron.
Thanks to Fang Tianmu's help, less than half an hour after the phone call, he and Fang Tianmu traveled more than half the distance between Yan and Huang to arrive at the door of Alon's room in Shenjiang.
After knocking on the door, Ri Reimu helped open the door. The two of them entered the house and saw Alon standing by the living room window.
"Hey, little Aaron, have you made up your mind?" Fang Tianmu stretched out his hand and said with a smile.
"Why are you harassing people?" Aaron looked at him speechlessly.
"I think there should be someone here who can really get to know you. He came quietly and left quietly. Don't you think it's too willful?" Fang Tianmu took the hand from Ri Lingmeng familiarly.
Have some tea.
"Alas." Aaron sighed and shook his head.
Ye Zuxi's eyes narrowed slightly, but without saying much, he handed the thing he had been holding to Alon.
It was a small silver box, which he brought out from the Silver Chaos World.
Although the investigation committee subsequently conducted a lot of research and exploration on this box, in the end they were never able to understand the contents and its symbolic meaning.
"What is this thing...?" Ye Zuxi asked out of curiosity.
Aaron stroked the box, his fingertips revealing a hint of starry sky color
Click.
There was an obvious gap in the box, which changed from the previous seamless state.