hunting light

As the night grew darker, the teenagers finally enjoyed themselves after eating barbecue and smashing cakes, and left home.

Leon rubbed the cream on his hair while searching in the mansion.

"Ding……"

His ears keenly caught a small voice.

"Ding dong..."

The quiet music is like spring water dripping in the empty and silent cave, and waves of clear water in the pool.

The boy pushed open the half-closed door of the study and walked in gently.

Only a few dim lamps were lit in the study.The clear figure that he had been looking for for a long time was sitting in front of the piano.

The lid of the antique piano has been lifted completely to reveal the soundboard and strings.Under the light, the priest's slender fingers were as white as nebula, pressing the keys slowly and repeatedly, while holding a small tuning wrench, turning the pins of the strings.

Leon didn't bother Ian.He sat down on the sofa footstool beside him, with a well-behaved expression, watching Ian tune the piano intently.

"I asked the Duke if he could tune the piano, and he agreed." Ian smiled at Leon, listening carefully, catching the small difference in pitch, "Are you having fun, my young master?"

"I think the guests are much happier than me." Leon's mood faded. "The so-called birthday is just an excuse to hold a party. And I have no interest in parties."

Ian laughed: "13 years ago today, you were born in this world, like a star lit up. With your existence, the lives of many people will be different, and will become more beautiful and wonderful. I think it deserves a party to celebrate."

"But I may also cause pain to others." Leon said, "You always see the good side of me, Ian."

"Everything has a dark side except the light itself." Ian said, "As long as we work hard to grow toward the light."

Leon stared at the priest's handsome and picturesque face, and watched him half-closed his eyes, focused on listening, and adjusted the rhythm.

"This is my dad's piano."

Ian was surprised and looked towards Leon.

Leon said: "This is actually a piano handed down by his ancestors. He had a great-great-grandmother who was a well-known pianist. After my father left, I left it to me. I heard it is a very valuable antique. .”

"This is a Venus piano made by a master. There are only eight in the world, and it's worth a lot." Ian asked, "Can you play it?"

"Dad taught me a little bit, but I haven't played in a long time."

In fact, Leon has never touched the piano since his biological father left.

The Duke moved it back to the Parthenon from the small mansion, and placed it in the study, probably in a manner of thinking about things, but he never touched it again.The Duke himself does not play the piano, the Duchess regards the piano as air.

The piano has not sounded for many years, until tonight.

Ian sighed: "No one plays such a precious piano, just like a peerless beauty who no one loves. It's too wasteful."

Leon walked to the piano, touched the cover lightly, and said, "I haven't seen the birthday present you gave me yet."

Ian's tuning work was almost done, and he sat in front of the piano and played the birthday song impromptu.

"The box is over there. How could I have forgotten something so important?" He glanced at the coffee table.

Leon picked up the rectangular box and weighed it in his hand.

"What? Sneakers?"

Ian laughed, and the birthday song turned into a soothing version at the fingertips again, and the accent became sonorous and powerful.

"Or what kind of photon board?" Leon eagerly tore the package like a dog smelling the smell of fleshy bones. "Or that game console that my father refused to buy for me?"

Ian still smiled, raised his eyebrows playfully, and his eyes were full of teasing, but he didn't answer.

"What is this?" Leon took out a silver-black metal ball from the box.The sphere is heavy, with textured surfaces.

"What new game console?"

"Maybe it's not the kind of game you think." Ian's piano turned into a passionate march.

"Go to an empty place and try that button." He shouted to Leon over the sound of the piano.

Confused, Leon walked to the center of the study with the metal ball in his arms, pressing his thumb on a touch screen.

The ball started with a beep, and the blue light swept across all circuits and floated up.

Leon let go of his hand and took two steps back.

The metal ball quickly decomposed, deformed, and reassembled before his eyes, and the multidimensional memory metal stretched out, expanding its volume dozens of times.But in less than ten seconds, a ball transformed into a mecha cockpit with a complex structure.

Immediately afterwards, with a buzzing sound, a layer of blue light enveloped the entire cockpit, forming a full-angle light screen with a multi-functional light screen operation version.

Leon was dumbfounded, almost speechless in shock.

"Military mecha holographic empathy simulation training cabin, the third generation of 'Shuttle'." Ian said loudly, and the marching song flew happily in the study room, "It seems to be the name, it's too long and hard to remember. I found some It's only because of the relationship that I got it. If someone asks, you must never say my name. "

"This...it...me, me..." Leon stammered, shaking with excitement, like a mechanical servant with a disordered program.

"This is not a combat mecha, it's just a simulator, and it doesn't violate the mecha ban on your father." Ian said, "Why don't you go in and try it? If there are any quality problems, it's still within the free shipping return period."

Leon woke up like a dream, and almost climbed into the training cabin with hands and feet.

The mecha nerve belt stretched out spontaneously and connected with the driver.The system quickly scanned Leon, adjusting all operating modes according to his physical characteristics.And a menu will pop up, allowing the driver to choose the model and combat mode.

Ian played the piano with a smile on his face, while listening to Leon yelling excitedly over there.

"There are all kinds of models! From the most basic entry-level machine to the latest... Is this the 'Starbreaker VII'? It was just released last month, and here it is! It's so cool!"

Ian's fingers jumped quickly on the keys, and the agile notes whirled and danced in the study room, then floated out and scattered in every corner of the mansion.

The cheers from across the room suddenly died away again.

Ian stopped and turned around in surprise.

Leon got out of the training cabin and forced a smile at him: "I like it very much, really. It's just that my father may not allow me to use this too early."

"Don't worry, I've talked to the Duke." Ian waved at him, "Although physical training is very important, if you want to take the military academy exam in the future, you won't be able to pass the exam if you don't have some experience in mecha operation. So he agreed I will give you this training cabin. He will ask your coach to draw up a suitable training plan for you."

Leon came over and sat on the piano bench side by side with Ian, stared at him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly.

"Hey..." Ian turned his hands back and rubbed the furry head against his neck.The boy's creamy hair exuded a sweet fragrance.

"By the way." Ian said, "When I was tuning, I found some sheet music in the piano."

Leon looked at the roll of yellowed paper score in Ian's hand, and was stunned: "This is my father's score... so he put it in the piano."

He flipped through the piano score and couldn't help laughing: "It's all old songs he likes. Dad is a fan of old songs, and he likes classical music and slow rock songs from the ancient earth period. I remember when I was young, the family lived in a small mansion. After dinner, the family sat together. Dad played the piano, and my father sang with him..."

"The duke actually sang?" Ian couldn't imagine.

"I know, I can't imagine it." Leon curled his lips, "But in fact, my father's bass is quite nice."

Quiet night, warm residence, far away from fame, luxury and power disputes, the Duke of Oran was just the husband of a man and the father of a child at that time.

"Sounds like love," Ian said.

"Yeah." Leon recalled, "At that time they were still very much in love, and my father basically lived with us. Everyone had a good time. 'My love', my father always called Dad, 'My love'. At that time, my father would also call me 'little lion'. I was very young and he was not so strict with me."

"I believe the Duke has always loved you, Leon. It still is now." Ian said.

Leon lowered his head and smiled: "I remember that song is called "Days of the Future" and it was sung in the ancient Earth language. It was almost the first few words of the ancient Earth language I learned."

Ian has found the song mentioned by Leon from the score and put it on the score folder.He glanced at the music score and memorized the simple melody in his heart, pressing his fingers on the keys.

The flowing melody flowed from the fingertips, as if the vines and flowers were born by magic.

Although the young priest had only played classical music and choir music in the past, the ancient love ballads were played by these god-kissed fingers.

Leon stared sideways at the young man's focused profile, followed the melody softly, and sang this love song that his fathers sang countless times together.

"If I lose you, I lose everything too.

If there is no you by my side, where is the direction of progress?

I don't miss all that I have lost, just because you have filled all my vacancies.

Days to come, me and you, days to come.

It's ahead and it's clearly visible. "

The boy's voice, which has not yet entered the voice-changing period, is clear and clear, and he sings soothing and beautiful songs, like a bare hand caressing the heart, which makes people unable to stop their physical and mental joy.

Ian couldn't help himself, and sang along with Leon.

"We were lost in a storm, we lost hearing from each other.

How could I stop searching if I didn't bring you back to me?

Oh God, please light up his light again, and give hope to those who love each other.

Days to come, me and you, days to come.

It's just ahead, it's clearly visible..."

The voices of the young and the young were subtly mixed, with harmonious resonance, from the study room with lights on, through the crack of the door, and drifted into the dim corridor outside.

The singing voice is as gentle as water, overflowing with passion, like a lover who has traveled through the long river of time without getting old. In this quiet night after the hustle and bustle, he came out from the deepest part of memory and knocked on the door of his heart.

In the corridor, the Duke of Oran was leaning against the shadows by the door, a little smoke quietly burning between his fingers.

Far away, on other planets, famine and disease raged and warships exploded under cannon fire.

Refugees hid in black ships and fled their families with their families.At the destination, the living went ashore, and the dead remained in the cargo hold.

And in this magnificent manor house, on this cool autumn night, the boy can still sit peacefully beside the person he admires and sing an ancient love song with him.

Until many years later, in the "days to come", Leonardo III, who had already proclaimed himself emperor, lived alone in the prestigious Eden Palace.This antique piano is still placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his private reception room with great care.

His Majesty the Emperor occasionally played, and more often he just sat quietly in front of the piano for a while.

Thinking about government affairs, military affairs, or just thinking about the singing of a certain night in the past.

And that night, the young man had a charming dream.

In the dream, Leon found himself hugged by Ian, floating in the dark deep sea.

The sound of the piano is hazy and ethereal, swirling in the void.

Ian's embrace was so warm and strong, it pushed back the cold and fear, and enveloped the two of them with soft white light, isolating them from the crisis outside.

Leon felt unparalleled comfort and security.Every nerve of his was stretching, and little sparks of happiness danced in his tailbone.He breathed in the faint fragrance of green grass emanating from the side of Ian's neck, and then hugged him tightly.

That thin and soft body, every line is close to him.And Ian was so submissive and quiet, just hugging him like this, floating quietly in the sea.

This made Leon grow greedy, wanting to hug him tighter, tighter...

When the morning sun fell on Leon's face, waking him up from his sweet dream, the teenager had to rush into the bathroom in embarrassment and change out of his wet pajama pants.

14740 in the new calendar, October in Fryer's star calendar, is destined to be an eventful year.

Just three days after Leon's 13th birthday, Pope Francis VII's life support was switched off and the 190-year-old breathed his last.

And beside his bed, where his bones were still cold, the three pope-candidate archbishops, like vultures, began to compete for the crown he had left behind.