Star Railway: Lumen

The truth is that you know everything! You know the consequences and costs best! "

"Why! Why don't you do anything!"

"We treat you as our family! We treat you as our loved ones! We protect you as the youngest one! But what do you think of us!"

"Can you tell me what you felt when you saw Jingliu rushing up?"

"Do you think she's like a clown, getting herself involved in something that has nothing to do with her?"

"... Jingyuan, have you ever really treated us as your family?"

His fingers pierced deeply into his flesh, and he felt a tightness in his chest.

"I don't consider you as my family... Ying Xing, can you honestly say that I don't consider you as my family?!"

He has always been calm and smiling.

This is the first time that Jing Yuan has lost his composure like this.

Angry, aggrieved, puzzled.

He didn't know why this sentence came out of the mouth of the man he regarded as his own brother.

He didn't know why he said this to himself.

"I am just..."

"You are not..."

The man just sat dejectedly in the dark, like a puppet who had lost his soul: "You are angry because you did nothing. You know what you have done. You know what will happen after the incident. You accept the protection with peace of mind, and then as... I have no right to say anything to you, go away... Don't come to see me again."

The usually proud and cheerful craftsman seemed to have lost his soul in an instant. He used the greatest malice to raise his spikes to everyone around him.

The young man outside the prison only remembered that he raised his hand to wipe away the warmth in his eyes and turned away angrily.

He listened to the woman's painful moans and felt that his spirit was close to collapse.

He was about to be driven crazy.

He was about to be driven crazy by the condemnation in his heart, by the anger and hatred.

Jing Yuan opened his eyes and saw that the Shen Ce Mansion was dark.

A trace of urgent anxiety suddenly flashed through his heart, almost pinching his heart.

He turned his head.

Yan Qing stood in the distance, talking to Yunqijun, and Qingdi next to him was also working.

The Shen Ce Mansion was almost deadly quiet.

Jing Yuan stood up suddenly, walked to the back door, and pushed the door in front of him open.

There, Jing Yuan had set up a large table for the party to be more comfortable.

Gone... empty.

There was nothing here except the chessboard that was built at the beginning.

Where are the people?

Where did everyone go?

Jing Yuan looked around.

There was not even a shadow to be seen.

There was no trace of life here at all, as if no one had ever been here.

Despair that hadn't been there for a long time enveloped him again.

Jing Yuan's face was full of desolation. He covered his head and shook his head.

It's better not to have it than to have it and then lose it.

"Don't..."

He took two steps back and slammed into the door behind him.

"Bang!"

The pain swept over him.

...

"Hiss..."

Ying Xing covered his chin and took a breath: "This kid is still restless when sleeping... It hurts me to death..."

He originally saw Jing Yuan fell asleep, and suddenly had a whim to see what the Shen Ce Mansion looked like from this position.

Unexpectedly, this kid suddenly raised his head, and Ying Xing was laughing with his mouth wide open, and he almost bit off his tongue.

"Oh my..."

Ying Xing gritted his teeth: "You kid, are you doing this on purpose?"

Jing Yuan just opened his eyes and looked at the environment in front of him blankly.

The environment is no different from a dream.

Yanqing was still talking to Yunqi in the distance, and Qingdu was still working nearby.

But the Shen Ce Mansion was no longer dark and gloomy.

But Jingliu and Baiheng were sitting opposite the table, reviewing documents head to head, Yuanming and Yingxing were behind him, leaning on his bench to chat, and Danfeng was in the corner with Aha looking at Luofu's ancient books.

But he was no longer alone.

Jingyuan took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced: "What, did you bump into me?"

"Guess."

"I guess I didn't."

"If you're sleepy, go to the sofa in the backyard to sleep."

Jingliu folded the documents in front of him and put them aside without raising his head: "We are here."

"Thank you, Master... but you can't just go to sleep when you're sleepy."

Jingyuan smiled helplessly: "Yingxing."

"Ah?"

"I suddenly want to beat you up."

"What?!"

Yingxing was immediately furious.

He was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves: "Little Jingyuan, you are not a bold man, you dare to say anything?!"

"No kidding, I really want to beat you up."

"Then let's go, fight in the back!"

"...Can I use the God?"

"Then I will use the power of Chaos Destiny."

"...Forget it."

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Yuanming's voice came from above.

He raised his hand and patted Jingyuan's head.

"Well...I had a very disturbing nightmare."

Jingyuan sighed: "Really...If Fu Qing was here, I really wanted her to tell me what the omen was."

But Fu Xuan has not come back until now.

Jingyuan was inexplicably irritated.

"What did you dream about?"

"It's just... I dreamed that you didn't come back, as if everything now was just a dream."

Jing Yuan's tone was a little dazed: "I also dreamed about the time when Ying Xing scolded me in the prison."

"Ying Xing scolded you?"

Bai Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ying Xing.

"Uh... that's not my fault, that was my clone, it followed the script the whole time, it had nothing to do with me!"

Ying Xing waved his hands repeatedly to try to prove his innocence under the suspicious eyes of his wife.

"Isn't it you?"

"It's really not him, he was with us every day at that time, that was a clone created, completely according to the script of the End Star God."

Yuan Ming shook his head: "But if you want to beat Ying Xing up to vent your anger, it's not impossible."

"Hey!"

That memory is really too old, Ying Xing can't remember it clearly.

He leaned forward: "Did I say anything too much at that time?"

"Very much, but in a way, I deserved it."

Jingyuan smiled helplessly: "Because I knew everything at that time, I..."

"Wait..."

Yuanming raised his hand, his eyes suddenly darkened: "The last king has something to ask me and Aha."

"Ah?"

Jingyuan's topic was suddenly interrupted, and he was a little stunned.

Yuanming turned his head and looked at Aha.

The voice sounded directly in Aha's head.

[Aha, now is a good opportunity for them to talk about everything. ]

[Well... well... I'm listening. ]

[Can you stop pretending to read a book? ]

[What are you pretending to be! I'm studying very seriously, okay! ]

[Take your book to the universe and study hard. With the temperament of these people, I don't know when the next opportunity like this will be. ]

[I know, I know... Why are you so concerned, what's the excuse? ]

[Blame the Last King if something goes wrong. ]

[I like it. ]

Aha closed the book in his hand and sighed: "The old man, the Last King... Uh, we two have something to do, so we have to leave first."

Yuanming blinked at Jingliu.

Jingliu:...?

For the first time, Jingliu did not understand her husband's intentions and tilted her head in confusion.

When Yuanming and Aha left, she just reacted.

Oh... Now is indeed a good opportunity.

Jingliu looked at Bai Heng.

Bai Heng nodded.

"What are you talking about?"

Jingyuan curled his lips: "Anyway..."

"It's not appropriate to say it here. It insults your image as a wise and brave general."

Yingxing chuckled and exchanged glances with Baiheng: "Let's talk in the backyard."

"Ah?"

Jingyuan didn't react and was pulled up by Yingxing and walked towards the backyard.

"Wait... Hey... There's a file over there."

"Give it to someone else."

...

"Jing Yuan, what are you thinking? Have you ever really considered us family members?"

"... Did I say something so extreme?"

"Well, you see, you know it's extreme."

Jing Yuan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, burping: "But I can't blame you for everything. I did that. I thought, what if you two succeeded and Bai Heng could come back... what if."

"... Later the result told me that there is no such thing, no matter how I bet, it's impossible."

Jing Yuan shook his head: "So I have to bear the consequences... Tell me, if the master didn't appear and all this really happened, what would we be like now..."

"Falling apart."

Bai Heng sighed: "Actually, I thought about it... In that process... Everyone is actually wrong."

"You must think everyone is wrong, you are the first one who is wrong."

Jing Yuan's mouth twitched.

The biggest impact was actually on the three people next to him.

"If it were me eight hundred years ago... I would definitely think that their approach was wrong.

I can understand a little bit."

Jingliu lowered his eyes: "But later I didn't think so... If it was Ayuan, if there was a chance to revive him, even if there was a slight possibility, I would try it."

"I'm glad we can understand each other."

Yingxing raised his glass and clinked it with Jingliu: "I also thought at that time... My behavior was indeed too selfish, and I didn't consider you."

"Why apologize?"

Jingliu shook his head.

"After all, you were... so old at that time."

"... Ying, Xing!"

"No, no, no... No."

Yingxing waved his hand: "Just to be honest, Jingliu... We brothers... No, we don't have many opportunities to talk to each other. You said that you were almost a thousand years old at that time, and with the matter of Aheng, you were already on the verge of the devil. At that time, Luofu's highest combat power was only you... What we did was to push you into the fire pit..."

Yingxing scratched his head: "I'm a little embarrassed to say that. ”

“If it hadn’t happened, you might have lived well.”

Dan Feng whispered, “I have to apologize to you too.”

“It didn’t happen, what’s there to apologize for?”

Jing Liu chuckled, “I have to go and solve your problem. Besides, I was almost a thousand years old at the time, and I was about to fall into the devil’s Yin, so it doesn’t matter.”

“I also have something to apologize for. If I had communicated with you more, maybe it wouldn’t have turned out like that…”

Jing Liu raised his glass, “Drink this glass. Anyway, those things in the past didn’t happen. Let’s just apologize to each other and don’t let them tire us out.”

“Well, cheers.”

The glasses of several people clinked together.

The grievances of the five heroes on Yunshang still had to be resolved by the five people on Yunshang Wuxiao.

They didn’t need too many words.

Those things that didn’t happen were all melted into the wine.