Silver Blade and Rose

"Guess again?"

Edwin said meaningfully.

Maybe it was because it was late at night, he seemed to lower his voice when he spoke, as if he didn't want to wake up others, and he seemed to be playing tricks, trying to see what other answers Zals could guess.Zars said a few more random words, but was indirectly denied with the same words, and said helplessly, "You can just tell me directly."

Edwin didn't listen to him. He seemed to be fascinated by this game without any IQ content. He said persistently, "Guess one last time."

Zals had no choice but to guess casually without hope: "It can't be because I'm human, can't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Edwin seemed to have heard something interesting, and suddenly laughed.

Zars froze for a moment, and then reacted slowly—could it be that he really guessed it right?

Then, as he thought, Edwin took the cross from him with a smile and said, "Yes, that's it."

In his hands, the gemstone began to fade rapidly, and soon turned back to its white as snow, and began to shine.Edwin stroked its round surface lightly with his fingers, and the gem's light immediately became more intense, like a small light bulb, illuminating the entire room for a while.

"Humans are yellow, which symbolizes balance. There are also white and gold, which symbolize the other two categories respectively-this is a sunstone that can respond differently to different races, and is usually used to detect the race of prisoners." He placed the cross on the table, and the radiance from the gem gradually faded away, as did the color and transparency, and what remained was a crystal-like transparent and colorless stone, with no trace of its previous appearance.

Watching the gems fade with their own eyes, it is impossible not to be curious, Zarles blurted out: "What are the other two categories?"

After the words were spoken, he realized that he might be a little offensive, and changed his words: "I'm just curious...it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Edwin glanced at him and asked curiously, "If I didn't tell you, would you not be able to sleep tonight?"

Zales: "..."

Maybe it will.

Edwin also knew the answer, smiled, and began to explain to him what the other two colors represented.

"Categories are not divided according to race. Those from hell are one color, and those from white land are another—" Seeing Zals' completely stupefied eyes, he added an explanation thoughtfully, "Oh, According to human religion, you can simply understand Baidi as heaven, although it is not exactly the same, and you will understand the difference later."

"The white ground is white?" Zars understood it literally.

This time Edwin didn't tell him if it was true, but kept it a secret: "You will know later."

He put the cross pendant in the box and put it away, the trace obviously changed the subject: "What's the matter with coming to me so late?"

He didn't mention this, Zals had completely forgotten the reason for coming, and now he slapped his head and remembered, and quickly told Edwin that he saw the "door" before he came here.

Edwin raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was skeptical of his statement: "Are you sure you saw the 'door'?"

Originally, he firmly believed that it was the "door". Being questioned by Edwin, Zars was stunned, hesitating to think, could there be something else in the room that would look like that?

He gestured at the size, and described: "About this big, round, always glowing blue—"

Edwin nodded.

"Really," he said.

Zals didn't understand why he suspected that what he saw was not a "door", and after asking, he got the answer "I thought you wouldn't progress so fast, it would take at least two to three weeks to see it".

After Edwin answered his question, he apologized in a serious manner: "I underestimated your learning ability, sorry."

Zals looked at him blankly for a while, and even Edwin wondered if he was really angry, so he finally couldn't help it.

"...Pfft." He said with a smile, "I'm not angry, don't worry about it."

Even so, it was rare for him to tease Edwin once, and he was really overjoyed, and finally got carried away and laughed so hard that he lay on the table.Edwin felt that he was a bit wronged, and he didn't express any dissatisfaction with his behavior. He got up and went downstairs for a cup of hot coffee. When he came back, he saw that Zals was still in the room, so he asked him, "Would you like some snacks?"

Zars was stunned for a moment, he had automatically defaulted the answer to yes, took out a box from the cabinet next to him, opened it, put it on the table, and said, "Eat whatever you want."

Since he took the initiative to invite him, and now he really couldn't sleep, Zals still went downstairs to get a drink, and came back to have a snack with him.And since the beer and soda were all emptied, he had no choice but to take a bottle of Munn's favorite milk from the fridge and go upstairs.

Edwin had already put the snack box in front of his place, and was drinking coffee on his own. Seeing him coming back, he just raised his chin to signal him to take care of himself.

At three o'clock in the morning, two men were eating snacks in front of the terrace. I have to say it was a bit strange, but Zals didn't feel wrong at all, holding the snack box and thinking about tomorrow's training plan while eating.

In various senses, including but not limited to learning and sport.

The dim sum is really delicious, and the shape is exquisite. It is a small round shape, white and fat, with slightly sweet bean filling inside, and the surface is decorated with nuts and powdered sugar. It looks cute and tastes sweet. But not greasy, it is very appetizing to Zars.Holding the box in his arms, he turned over the lid and took a look, trying to find the brand name on it, but found nothing—this box was a light yellow, ordinary snack box with flowers painted on it, not to mention the brand name, but there was nothing on it. Not even a word.

He took another one, saw that Edwin seemed to be in a daze while drinking coffee, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

Edwin came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "It's okay."

"The dim sum is delicious," Zars shook the box, and the few remaining dim sums slid in it, and he almost ate it when he heard it. "What brand is it? I'll buy some too and let's eat together." .”

"I can't buy it outside. It was given by someone else." Edwin glanced at the box and said, "If you like it, I will ask him to give you more next time."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome..." Zars met his gaze and changed his words, "Okay, thank you."

Edwin put the empty coffee cup on the table: "You're welcome, and you don't have to be polite in the future."

Zars was stunned.

"Muen and Hannah will just say what they want, unlike you, it's okay to pretend that you don't have anything you like or want to know," Edwin said, "although it won't embarrass others, but it's not It’s a good habit, and over time, others will ignore your needs.”

Two days later, Zales came back from walking the dog to take a shower, but was stopped by Edwin in the corridor, and got a big box, which was half the height of a person.

"What is it?"

He weighed it, and found it to be quite light, and there was a faint sound of cartons colliding with each other inside.

"Your snack," said Edwin.

Zarles was shocked, and opened the lid of the box, and there were indeed the same snack boxes as last time, all stacked together and stacked in a large cardboard box, and there were at least 20 boxes by visual inspection.

"...It's too much." He murmured.

Edwin didn't hear clearly: "?"

Thinking of what he said that night, Zars was no longer polite, and accepted all the snacks: "It's nothing, thank you."

Seemingly satisfied with his answer, Edwin nodded and turned back to his room.Zars squatted down and counted it. There were 22 boxes of dim sum in the big box. He would definitely spoil it if he couldn't finish it by himself, so he had to share it with everyone to eat together.

He moved the box back to his room, took out 6 boxes from it, and planned to give Munn and Hannah three boxes each-they probably couldn't eat any more, so they might as well distribute them to others.But the quantity is a bit too much. Zals kept 5 boxes for himself, and there are still a lot left in the big box. He thought about it, and then knocked on Edwin's door: "I can go home and give my parents Do you want some snacks?"

After a while, Edwin said yes through the door, and Zals, who received an affirmative answer, happily went back to his room to change his clothes.

He stacked several boxes of snacks and tied them together with rope, and took the share for Munn and Hannah, and went to deliver his share to Munn first, and then asked, "Can I take the car out for a while?" ?"

Mu En was still looking at the snack box, and seemed to feel a little strange, so he opened the lid to look at it again, with disbelief written all over his face, and replied slowly: "Of course, go."

Zals felt that his reaction was a bit strange, and wanted to care about him, but seeing that the time was already past four in the afternoon, he knew that if he wanted to come back in the evening, he had to leave now, so he had no choice but to give up this plan and bring a snack Box to distribute to Hannah downstairs.

Hannah's reaction was much bigger than Munn's, and asked him with wide eyes: "Where did you get it?"

Zals was taken aback by her, and said honestly, "Edwin gave it to me, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, you can go."

Hannah waved her hands, seemingly caught in an unspeakable tangle.Zals went out with the rest of the snacks, thinking while walking towards the underground garage, does the snacks given by Edwin have any special meaning?

But if that's the case, why did Edwin give him so much at one time, and even agreed to let him give it to others?

Muun and Hannah's reactions cast a layer of doubt in his heart, and the road has been bothering him until the car drove into the block where his home is located, and Zals subconsciously cheered up: Ever since he started on Rockhill Street Work at No. 179, and this is his first time going home.

You can't let your parents see him listless and puzzled.

He pulled into the family yard, parked next to his father's car, and fished the key out of his trouser pocket to open the door.

Because he hasn't been home for a while, he only takes the car key and the key of No. 179 with him when he goes out recently. He even found the house key from the grocery basket on the table.Zals inserted the key into the lock, and just as he turned the door open, he heard the sound of wind breaking in his ear—someone was swinging a baseball bat and attacking him.

He subconsciously bent over to hide, and said repeatedly: "It's me, it's me!"

Before he swung the baseball bat a second time, the person holding it was standing by the door, heaved a loud sigh of relief after seeing him clearly, and hugged Zals.

Zals hugged her back, and said helplessly, "Next time, I'll call again after seeing clearly, Mommy. What if it's Dad who comes back?"