Star Railway: Lumen

The sunset was a warm golden color.

The sea level in the distance was dyed with warm gold by the sunset.

Fu Xuan retracted his gaze and gently closed his eyes, feeling the red color of his eyelids dyed by the sun.

She opened her eyes again and looked at the man opposite.

Jing Yuan gently supported his face and leaned on the railing on the beach without moving.

He did not look at the people around him, and his long hair was blown by the wind.

Obviously everything was warm, but it seemed cold around him.

The loneliness and coldness made people a little frightened.

Fu Xuan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

There was no expression on Jing Yuan's face.

He quietly looked at the sea in front of him, the flying seagulls, and the tide of the sea.

He has been watching like this.

Watching everything change.

Jing Yuan suddenly thought of the ancient sea in the Scaled Abyss Realm.

He suddenly thought of the past.

In fact, he knew everything.

He knew everything except that those things in the past were just acting.

He knew that Ying Xing and Dan Feng used Bai Heng's hair and blood mixed with the flesh and blood of the Envoy of the Rich Order to conduct experiments.

He knew that the master came to see him every day when he was asleep, and finally just rubbed his head, sighed and left.

He knew everything.

He knew the consequences of all this.

But he did nothing and said nothing.

What if...

What if the two bastards succeeded and Bai Heng really came back...

What if...

He still couldn't do it like the master, holding his heart and accepting the death of his best friend.

He was unwilling.

What if, Jing Yuan.

What if it really succeeded.

On that stormy night, watching his master rushing towards the evil dragon in the sky, feeling the tearing pain in his chest, feeling the evil breath surging from his master, he felt that his chest was almost splitting.

All his inaction, everything he did as a bystander, finally brought retribution.

He thought.

His bystander not only failed to save Bai Heng, but also failed to save Ying Xing and Dan Feng, and even... put his master in it.

More than 800 years.

He thought countless times.

If he had known everything at the beginning, knew what the two of them had done, and stood up, even at the risk of being hated by them, to destroy those things, would everything not have turned out like that.

Standing in the prison, he stared blankly at the cheerful craftsman in the prison, who had become like that, and looked at him leaning against the wall as if he had lost his soul, with only a shell left.

[You clearly know everything... but you do nothing... You clearly know the price... You clearly... understand everything! 】

The craftsman's voice was hoarse, as if he had lost his soul, but the words he spoke were filled with hatred, bursting out from his teeth.

[Jing Yuan, we treat you as family... But do you treat us as family for even a moment? ]

The Five Warriors on the Cloud.

Bai Hengneng drove the Star Raft to rush to the Jinmiehuozu to rescue them.

Ying Xingneng went to the ruined battlefield to save his companions, risking being imprisoned to steal the flesh and blood of the God of Abundance.

Dan Fengneng, in order to save his companions, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, endured the pain of being skinned and scaled, and used his flesh and blood and strength to exchange for his companions' lives.

Even though Jing Liu had thousands of grievances in his heart at that time, and knew that he would fall into the devil's Yin because of this, he still took the sword to solve the future troubles for the two of them.

Jing Yuan thought, if he had chosen a side at that time, would everything be different?

He resolutely destroyed their plan, or... he also joined in.

But he did nothing in the end.

He just watched all this from the side.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that he did not belong to the Yunshang Wuxiong.

He did not belong to this family.

He was raised by them, but he just watched them become what they are now.

This is the price.

He thought.

He looked directly into the craftsman's scarlet eyes and felt his heart was about to break.

But he could not speak.

Because he did nothing.

This is the price.

The price is to let these things become the shackles in his heart, like a needle, piercing his chest every moment.

He met his master in prison.

He wanted to ask.

He wanted to ask her, ask her if it was worth it?

For those things, he made himself what he is now.

Is it worth it?

But the woman could no longer answer him.

At that time, Jingliu had almost collapsed mentally due to the pain of Moyin.

That strong swordsman

, could only kneel on the ground and curl up his body, leaving only painful groans.

He held the cage tightly, and his heart felt the pain of almost breaking again.

Because you did nothing, Jing Yuan.

This is the price.

Xingcha Hai, feeling the biting cold that almost pierced people, looked at the white-haired woman walking across, and he almost crushed the array knife.

This is the price, Jing Yuan.

Because you did nothing.

This is your punishment.

He will kill his last relative with his own hands.

Then enjoy a lifetime of torture and feel a lifetime of pain.

Otherwise... it would be nice to let the master kill him here.

Jing Yuan thought.

He endured every attack of Jing Liu.

Still couldn't.

When the woman retreated for the third time, he tightened the array knife.

The pain should be borne by him.

They all did it, and they all suffered the consequences.

The only consequence in the end should be borne by him, a person who did nothing.

They should be free.

He thought.

Perhaps his sin, in Ying Xing's words at the time, was not just doing nothing.

But he deceived himself.

He deceived himself with his rationality, with his being the youngest, with Bai Heng's resurrection, and with excuses like these, so that he accepted the excuse and became a bystander with peace of mind.

Later, on the eve of the Yinyue Rebellion, he had sorted out everything about the general, and when he looked back, there was no chance for him to intervene.

He had to resist the rebellious guards and organize the remaining Yunqi Army, and he no longer had the energy to care about his best friend.

In those dark eight hundred years, he thought countless times, if he had intervened at the beginning, intervened from the beginning of their two plans, and severely interrupted them, would everything be different?

Ying Xing gave up the idea, as Baiye, fulfilled his long-cherished wish, spent his life, and passed down through the ages.

Dan Feng reincarnates, becomes a new Dan Feng, and returns to them.

Jing Liu is old, and enters the reincarnation hall of the Ten Kings Division.

They will all enjoy the honor they have fought for their whole lives, and continue to live with the honor they deserve.

But he did nothing.

So everything is over.

He supported his face, sat in the Shen Ce Mansion, looked at Yu Zhao expressionlessly, and looked at the chat group that no longer had any sound.

He did nothing.

So during the third abundant war, when the gifted pink-haired girl stood in front of him and looked at him with her clear eyes.

He thought, he should take responsibility.

He should take responsibility for everything, no matter what the consequences.

The few people who protected him are gone.

He wants to hold up this sky.

He is the general of Shen Ce.

General Shen Ce...

When they met again, the craftsman just looked at him coldly.

[There are five people, and the price is three. ]

[Jing Yuan, you are not one of them. 】

The words pierced his heart like needles.

Those words fell into his ears, full of ridicule.

Might as well include him in it.

Jing Yuan sighed.

However, everything changed rapidly.

Who would have thought that these bastards were just acting for retirement.

A bunch of bastards.

Jing Yuan's thoughts quickly came back to his senses when he felt the cold touch on his cheek.

He turned his head.

Jing Liu held the ice cream in his hand and put it on his face: "What are you thinking about? I called you for a long time but you didn't say anything."

"... I miss you, why don't you come back."

Jing Yuan sighed and took the ice cream: "Ice cream?"

"Yeah."

Jing Liu nodded and handed the other one to Fu Xuan: "Here you go."

"Thank you, Senior Jing Liu."

Jing Liu nodded.

To this day, she is still not very good at getting along with the younger generation.

Fu Xuan is, and Jing Yuan is the same.

That is to say, Jing Yuan always has the ability to break the ice, so the relationship between the two people is not so cold.

Most of the time when Jing Liu and Jing Yuan are alone, they are either practicing swords or really have something to tell.

The rest of the time, it is Yuan Ming or others.

If they really have to be alone together, Jing Yuan will find a topic seven times out of ten.

"Jing Yuan Yuan, why are you leaning over there pretending to be deep."

Bai Heng walked over with a smile: "We have been calling you for a long time over there."

"... I didn't hear it."

Jing Yuan coughed twice and turned to look at Fu Xuan next to him: "Fu Qing, what does yours taste like?"

"Hmm..."

Fu Xuan looked at it: "Strawberry?"

"Then let me ask, is there anyone who likes to eat durian?"

Jing Yuan shook the ice cream in his hand helplessly: "... Speaking of which, durian is

What does it smell like?"

"You don't even know what it smells like, why not try it."

Jing Liu smiled slyly.

She did it on purpose.

Jing Yuan knew his master too well.

So he shook his head firmly and refused: "I refuse, I've smelled it before."

"It smells different from eating it."

Yuan Ming shook his head.

"I don't believe it."

Jing Yuan shook his head again.

When he was strolling in the supermarket area of ​​the mall before, Jing Yuan was quite interested in the fruits here.

Especially durian, a fruit with sharp thorns.

It's quite expensive...

Jing Yuan smelled it.

Wow!

The smell went straight to the top of his head.

Jing Yuan almost rolled his eyes.

This smell is even more heady than the mixed smell of sweat and blood that he smelled in the Yunqi Army.

Some people just can't stand the smell of durian.

"I really don't understand you, is it that exaggerated? "

Yuanming shrugged: "I think durian tastes okay."

"...Then why don't you eat durian?"

"A Liu doesn't like it. I still want to kiss A Liu, so I can't eat it."

Yuanming smiled.

Jingliu lowered her eyebrows and ate ice cream. Everything that happened around her had nothing to do with her.

Jingliu is now indifferent to Yuanming's occasional dirty talk.

Adhering to the principle of not caring, not responsible, and not getting close.

Jingliu is now only thinking about the ice cream in his hand, eating it with peace of mind.

Ah...this ice cream is so sweet.

"A Liu, Bai Heng, you two eat ice cream and then eat ice cream."

Yuanming's mouth twitched: "Don't you think it's cold?"

"...I don't think it's cold."

Bai Heng ate the ice cream in big mouthfuls, turned around and bit off a corner of Yingxing's ice cream: "What is Jingliu afraid of? Her attribute is ice. ”

“Yeah.”

Jingliu nodded perfunctorily.

Ah… this ice cream is really cool.