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Distant loud voice.
Good across several streets and corners, noisy came here, it becomes a window dressing ripples. All attributed to the quiet.
After a few days ago, a hundred head attacked the chaos and bustle, this city just to restore stability, order and finally reformed. Everyone is busy and rebuild the city and restore production work.
This side door of a small alley, you can say deserted extreme, rare figure, not to mention whether there are people dedicated to visit the antique shops.
In the afternoon, when the sky began to snow again underground.
Blood was dead and light snow cover, shroud like those generally hollow shield eye pupil. It just happened to forget the disaster in the city and continue with their lives.
Close to the evening when the old alleys and ushered in a rare guest.
Someone comes into the room, knocked on the counter rang the bell and waited patiently.
Behind the counter, Hermes cleric, waved without looking up: "We went out of business, shopping and so over time it again."
To those who stood by the fireplace, smiled, he took off his warm hat to reveal a full head of white hair.
"I do not buy things."
He said, "looking for people."
It was one of the older people, properly maintained, with white hair combed back of the head, well-organized. When speaking voice slow and relaxed, but not anxiety.
He walked all the way, who did not snow, but no trace of water on black cloak.
"Oh it's you."
Hear his voice, Hermes stunned for a moment, looked up, his brow provoked, mouth habitually hang mocking smile:. "White Hang Your Highness, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Hermes."
White Hang nodded, pointed to his wine rack: "You can give me a little what I can see a lot of good things ah?."
"With you."
Hermes shook his head: "Your identity, not too unworthy of them."
Baiheng Xin Ran from life, hand, wiped the dust on the bottle, skillfully opened, poured a glass for himself, turn in front of a cup of Hermes.
Hermes holding glasses, write him: "This season, you quietly come to the holy city, you are not afraid of the one who produces what His Holiness and contact guess what?"
"I have only one emperor, but the emperor does not belong to my holy city."
White Hang sip, put down the glass: "Although some wrong time, but some things dragged on so long, they want to solve.
Disputes between East King and Hermes, there should be a break. "
"I understand."
Hermes nodded, suddenly he asked: "? I can resist it."
"Please feel free."
White Hang Tanshou: "As you can see, although I was born Bai, but from an early age and have not been training as a musician, and now, it is nothing but a mere rhythm.
You kill me that easily. "
"To put it so nicely, why two people still standing outside of it?"
"Just in case." White Hang indifferent answer.
Long silence, Hermes fingertips turn the TV drama a pen nib intentionally or unintentionally, the constant alignment of the white throat. For a long time, he put down the pen, sighed:
"Well, too much trouble."
Hermes looked up and asked: "Are you in a hurry it?"
White Hang thought,Answer: "pressed for the trip, but an hour or two, then more than enough."
"Then wait for me for a while now."
Hermes to pick up the pen, see notes to the table, softly whisper:
"I'm almost finished." -
-
When white Xi back from the intensive care unit silent organs, has been dusk.
Chant musicians told her that good recovery of state Ye Qingxuan, Ethernet volatility has stabilized, recovery just around the corner. It made her feel much better.
A few days ago one hundred large-scale attack in the event's goal, has been called 'the dark night forever', under the wise leadership of teaching palace, humans fought back, eventually even beat this one evil god has made very proud of the results. Mr. Ludovic sudden the new pope's support rate rose rapidly.
In the time of the incident, to come forward not only to repair the holy city of Ye Qingxuan enchantment, to defend the holy city destruction and not the hands of demons, and even some places still make a vast contribution to human, thus cleared of their suspect, has been praised the Pope.
Even if the current political situation still unrest, natural disasters and war countries is not over, but Ye Qingxuan name still spread throughout the world.
Reputation of Sheng, almost only when the rise of Gaius year can be compared. Entrusted with the task, as the holy city of important positions almost just around the corner.
Even in the ward, there are important institutions Quds parties sent greetings to Cardinal made a special trip to visit, even the king of red in his busy schedule made a special trip to visit a secret. After the coma in Ye Qingxuan awarded the 'holy medal' to prove its flawless character, he will teach a white robe stay in the ward.
Bishop taught gown.
This is a hint.
If Ye Qingxuan after waking up, willing to put it on, then the group is to teach the youngest bishop, whether ambassador to the party, or to enter the holy city of vital sectors have absolutely no problem. The future is smooth, its own Great Expectations.
Therefore, the physician responsible for the treatment of chant has become gracious some terrible, almost every three minutes, the probe will come in time, so that white Xi get bored.
Since the days of no how to rest in a stable condition after Ye Qingxuan, white Xi actually fell asleep in the carriage way home.
Coachman her wake, she did remember a nightmare.
What can be the nightmare of what happened, she did not remember.
Seems to have something terrible happen in their own place not noticed, the part of their own things quietly destroyed, so when she happened to look back, only to see the devastation.
Everything was too late.
She stood in the alley, distracted.
Snow in her body,
Melted into water droplets, go infiltration collar, cold as is infiltrated bone marrow.
She shook her head, not to think about, ran to the door under the speed of light. Through the door, I felt the temperature of the fireplace, her heart panic only slightly calm down.
Soft light seemed to disperse the haze.
She pushed the door open and saw the blood.
Not dry the blood flowing out from the door, the step flow, flow into the snow.
In front of the fireplace behind the door, the warmth of the fire, the Hermes sitting in a chair, his eyes downcast, as if asleep. Hands of the glass dropped to the ground, liquor bake in the fire,Have dried up, penetrate the floor.
Scarlet colors flowing from the breach shirt, down his body, dropped to the ground, converging springs, meandering flow of the door.
Bai Xi stunned.
"Hermes?"
She stepped on the blood viscosity, forward, bent down, gingerly touching his cheek. That dark eyes lifted, seems to have blurred, they squint up, see the dull girl.
"You ah, white Xi." He laughed, "you come back?"
"Hermes, you ...... you ......"
"No big deal, but it is going to die."
Hermes looked at the blood on his chest, shaking his head wearily:. "In every sense, I 'man' are failed mouth so smelly, offended so many people, but also did not do a good thing, immortality almost no ears.
Fortunately, the debts are paid off ...... "
Bai Xi just felt his mind to be solidified.
A dark fault occurs in consciousness, everything from thoughts are swallowed.
Hermes was going to die?
Hermes and death, these are two words will not be linked.
This bloody, heartless, vicious tricky, sit and watch the world. Even when the world is about to be destroyed, he will be able to ensure their own safety harmless. Even if other people are killed off, he would never lay a finger off.
For a long time, this son of a bitch to stay out, others sit and watch the drama on stage, or applaud, or mocking laugh.
So as to be able to look at for decades, centuries ......
But now, he was going to die.
Some icy white xi pain of the heart in the spread, so her breath.
"How did you die?"
Bai Xi watched his blood, dull whisper. Suddenly she felt inexplicably angry, grabbed him, struggling to shake: "Why do you not die at this time, darn you give me up ah you are not being wicked joke where your blood harboring how!!!?? ...... "
Her voice screeching halt.
Hermes under the tear skirt, a broken heart.
She stared.
Hermes sigh, the white tidal hands off, struggling to re-cover the chest.
"Sorry, I'm dying."
He whispered, "This time is really, I do not lie to you."
Bai Xi looked down, looked at the blood of his hand, I could not help choking:
"There are other ways, right?"
Hermes smiled and shook his head.
"What did you install ah! You do not always have the means what? You first save yourself ah!"
Bai Xi raised his voice, as if angry, but they could not help the tears: "I speak to you ah, I really should go to whom it Well I do not know how to do up!!!"
"I cry too small, I can not hear another big point."
Hermes sigh: "Some people cry about dying, this feels so good but unfortunately only a little girl would, crying does not look good, or forget it ........"
"Hey, do not cry, white Xi, I looked up ah."
He slowly reached out and squeezed the girl's face, lax eye pupil look in her eyes, she told her: "You're great, but the only disciple of Hermes, who died in front of you, you do not need bow. ""I ...... what should be how to do after I?"
. "This is your problem teacher to teach you so much, we can not put everything to help you solve, right?" Hermes forced to inhale, hoarse voice:
"I have to take advantage of the strength to speak, last words before leaving it."
He said, "I die, save these years that something, give you. There are a gift, on the outside, I hope you will like, but remember to help me put that thing to bring Ye Qingxuan."
He looked at the table, that this cover was red notes.
"Auschwitz, and I owe him."
He said, "I have."
"it is good."
Bai Xi nodded vigorously.
Hermes then laughed, relieved, like a little child, full of joy, even he embraced her death. Just waving, over a number of schematic white Xi.
Some come back.
Against his shoulder, sitting beside him, holding his hand.
So he would look quiet, no longer laughing, eyes are no longer painful.
Like a child to fall asleep, you stay at his side, he is no longer afraid of the dark, monsters, able to sleep.
"Bai Xi, did you dream it?"
He softly whisper, reminding us of scenes balderdash.
"I've got."
"The dream felt so good ah, like the soul have been free."
"Ok."
Bai Xi nodded, endured the urge to cry.
"Bai Xi, I really like the people ah." He said, "like you ...... like the way you lie, betrayal and tears when ...... really beautiful ......"
"Bai Xi, I am a little cold. I can embrace it?"
Bai Xi will embrace him, so hard, like those who want to breath left in place, they are not allowed to leave.
"Bai Xi, good quiet ah."
He was holding the hand of white Xi, humbly implore: "? Can you please cry for me it '
Bai Xi nodded vigorously, has, broke down in tears.
Hermes tears fell on his face, dilute the blood, against the background of his pale face, on
Like makeup pink.
His eyes open, staring at the ceiling, like look to the distant past and distant places.
Therefore, the mouth will whisper names of those who, one after another, broken and blurred. Like a long trip with a friend one pass.
Until the end, this world is a long journey to an end.
He put down the bow, relief, opened the final door.
Home.
"Do not be bitter face Well, Seton." He smiled to embrace the memory of the Phantom, "smile, I'm back."
"Welcome back, teacher."
Bai Xi stroked his cheek, tears, gently whispered. The final temperature sensation from his fingertips to leave, then it can not help one's mind is sad.
Farewell, sir. -
- -
Swirl of snow falling from the sky.
White Hang the steps, silently smoking a cigarette, heard not far from the corner. Came the faint whine. For a long time, he got up, went over and removed the hand that holding hay.
In the thin snow, cat's body was stiff.
Left with a kitten whine, sucking dry milk, dying. White Hang snuffed a cigarette, reach out to those holding a kitten into his arms, back on the steps."Nine infants, do you like cats?"
He carefully stroked the cat's hair, whispered.
In the unlit shadows, by shaking his head from the strapping, "never."
"Normal."
White Hang nodded, "You're such a guy, my brain is thinking about murder, arson, never feel lonely, you will not find weak. Can only lonely one likes cats and cats to be together, to feel that they are not alone a.
I used to really like, at a young age. "
Nine infants a long silence, and asked:
"what about now?"
White Heng smiled, did not speak, just that a kitten to the nine infants: "Take care of for me, a rare trip to the holy city, this is my souvenirs to His Majesty belt.
Palace deserted, always give her to find a playmate. "
It took nine infants, nodded.
Silence, white Hang up, looking at the swirl of snow, she asked: "? Hermes Si Baituo me that girl, is called the white Xi"
"Ah." Nine infants nodded.
"I am a good girl ah."
Bai Heng said, "Shu Qing Yun Lou waste that good enough for her, you tell her to go, from tomorrow, she is my daughter constant white, I'm dead, Pak is the only successor."
"If she does not want it?"
"She will."
White Heng said dismissively, "hate me, afraid I worth mentioning only follow me around have a chance to kill me, is not it? You have to be careful, the cat will scratch people."
Nine infants fingers twitched, stunned bow, saw a tiny cat struggling, scratching at his fingertips opened a break. His expression suddenly embarrassed again.
"Or Leave it to me."
White constant headache sigh, took it from his hands say that a kitten, lightweight and gentle action. It's little finger scratched his chin, the cat will not trouble, obediently closed his eyes and sleep safely in his arms.
Nine infants away.
In the silent snow, the only constant holding white cat, silently looked away.
"Just lonely ah."
He softly whisper.
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