Star Railway: Lumen

The two of them were so drunk that they were drunk.

"Master, you used to say a lot of dirty words when you scolded us."

"...Does 'get out' count as dirty words?"

"It counts here."

The moonlight flashed.

"Hey, hey, don't draw your sword..."

...

"Jingyuan...you used to be so interesting."

"Next time if you drink so much, I won't let you come."

"No no no!"

Fu Xuan also let go now. She hugged Jingyuan's big head and was held on Jingyuan's arm like a child.

"Fu Qing, why don't you drink any more?"

"Because...the wine that Ah Ha mixed is too strong..."

Fu Xuan burped.

"Now you have to call her Danye, there's a new name."

Jing Yuan chuckled.

"I don't think Danye sounds good."

"It's okay, you can imagine that she was originally called Danye, and besides, isn't Danye better than Aha?"

"...Aha is at least a little funny."

"What do you think of Aha?"

"Silly Le Tianjun."

"Hahaha..."

Jing Yuan smiled helplessly: "Fu Qing, sometimes you can always say something unexpected."

"Jing Yuan, when will you give me the position of general?"

The second characteristic of Fu Xuan when he is drunk - incoherent words.

This is a common thing, so many times, Jing Yuan has gotten used to it.

"Jing Yuan's head is so soft... hehe..."

Fu Xuan smiled foolishly and pinched Jing Yuan's fluffy hair: "General Shen Ce!"

She lifted Jing Yuan's hair again: "Shen Ce dough!"

"..."

Jing Yuan sighed helplessly, holding her motion without moving: "Fu Qing, be careful, don't fall."

He is a dignified Shen Ce dough after all... Ah, General Shen Ce.

No face at all.

There is no face to be with these people.

Jing Liu was a little drunk, she was held in Yuan Ming's arms, sticky and walking towards home.

Ying Xing drank too much, but Bai Heng didn't.

So Bai Heng supported Ying Xing.

As for Aha... ah no, Dan Ye.

"If you can't drink, don't drink."

Dan Ye gritted her teeth, looked at Long Zun who was collapsed on her legs, and finally could only sigh helplessly: "Let's go, go home."

"Go back to your home..."

Dan Feng's confused voice sounded.

... Is this man drunk?

Dan Ye sighed again: "Yes, go back to my home."

She carried Dan Feng and disappeared on the spot.

Usually after drinking, such a place is one of Yuanming and Dan Ye to clean up the mess.

Anyway, with a wave of their hands, these things will disappear as if they had never appeared.

"Fu Qing, don't drink so much in the future. You are back to the Taibu Division now. Luofu's Taibu can't be late."

"Well... I know!"

Fu Xuan pulled Jing Yuan's hair impatiently: "You are annoying!"

"I... Alas..."

Jing Yuan's mouth twitched.

Old, only young people dislike it.

On the day Fu Xuan returned to Taibusi, he cleaned his house and the yard.

Now it is spotless.

"Jing Yuan."

"Hmm?"

"Carry me back to the house."

"... Fu Qing, this is not polite."

Jing Yuan's face was indifferent, and he put her at the door: "Go to bed quickly, and come out for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"You take me back!"

Fu Xuan's alcohol tolerance really didn't improve at all.

"No."

Jing Yuan chuckled and rubbed her head: "Go in, hurry up."

Fu Xuan curled her lips: "I'll get up early tomorrow... Will you go to Taibusi to have breakfast with me in the morning?"

"That's fine."

Jing Yuan nodded: "It's just right for me to try the quality of Taibusi's breakfast."

"Okay..."

Fu Xuan's body swayed and almost fell in front of his door.

"Fu Qing, go slower."

Jing Yuan reached out and held her slender waist.

How could this Luofu Taibu be so childish...

Even his personality is like that of a child.

Jing Yuan patted her head: "Go in quickly."

Fu Xuan walked into the door without looking back: "Bye... Jing Yuan..."

The door closed.

Jing Yuan stared at the door for a long time before turning around.

The breeze brought a hint of coolness, blowing away his already little drunkenness.

"This is really..."

He smiled bitterly.

...

Jing Yuan was not the only one who was helpless.

Dan Ye lowered his head.

He looked up at the little dragon who was holding his waist tightly, and sighed helplessly: "Little dragon, why don't you let go?"

Dan Feng did not respond, and even snored faintly.

"Dan Feng?"

Dan Feng did not speak or move.

It seemed that he really fell asleep.

Dan Ye touched his dragon horn and closed his eyes slightly.

[Joy is lonely and does not exist, because the universe is nothingness. ]

[What if there is an existence that can compete with nothingness? ]

[That does not exist, Wumian, in this universe, you can't even find joy, let alone an existence that can compete with nothingness. ]

[What if I can find it? ]

[You can't find it. ]

[I can find it. ]

[... You are really a strange thing, and there has never been an existence like you. ]

[I am myself, I will find it. ]

[That is also false. ]

[The universe is so vast, you and I can't easily deny such an existence. ]

[Faceless... I don't understand you, why are you so obsessed with this? ]

[Because it's boring, because of loneliness, our existence is too sad. ]

[Sadness and loneliness are the essence of the universe, you will eventually understand... That's it, if you insist on this, just try to climb that tree, there, you may find what you want. ]

[I will climb that tree, you and I will no longer walk together. ]

[This is also loneliness. ]

[This is why you and I are no longer walking together... Find a purpose for your own progress. ]

[Look, you are cold and ruthless. ]

[We are all ruthless and cold, I will use another way to have feelings. ]

[Goodbye, faceless. ]

[There is no goodbye, according to common sense, we will never see each other again. ]

Dan Ye opened his eyes, and his red eyes were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

They were all right.

But the universe is so vast, who can be sure of absolute loneliness and coldness.

She raised her head.

Dan Feng closed her eyes and slept soundly.

It seems that climbing the tree is right.

As for the future, who can predict it.

Dan Ye chuckled and closed her eyes.

…

"Good morning, Fu Qing."

"General?"

Fu Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Why did you come in person?"

Fu Xuan was the small group of people who would forget things after getting drunk that Bai Heng mentioned.

"It really makes me sad. Fu Qing invited me to have breakfast yesterday."

Jing Yuan chuckled, moved a chair by himself, and sat opposite Fu Xuan: "Are you still working in the morning?"

"Yeah, there's something."

Fu Xuan couldn't remember what happened last night, so he simply nodded: "Wait until I finish correcting, let's go have breakfast."

"What delicious food does Taibusi have this morning?"

"Nothing, just normal porridge and side dishes."

Fu Xuan didn't even raise his head.

This was already considered Fu Xuan's good attitude.

Fu Xuan didn't like to be disturbed by anyone when he was working in the morning. Generally, except for important matters, those fortune-tellers knew what kind of personality their own master fortune-teller had, and they would not choose this time to talk to Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan usually didn't talk when he was working, and he didn't chat with anyone.

Jing Yuan was already treated specially.

Jing Yuan said a few words and then he was very discerning and didn't disturb Fu Xuan anymore. He just sat aside with his face propped up, watching Fu Xuan write something on paper.

Jing Yuan didn't have the habit of playing with jade divination. Most of the time, he would sit there and read some military books, or just sit there and take a nap.

For example, now.

Fu Xuan rinsed the brush in the clear water beside him, and carefully put it aside, then raised his head: "Jing..."

Her voice paused.

Jing Yuan propped up his face, and his sleeping face was peaceful.

He seemed to be very tired and fell asleep.

Fu Xuan had discovered long ago that Jing Yuan slept like this.

It was as if he hadn't slept well for a long time, and he was still an envoy.

He doesn't look like an envoy at all.

Fu Xuan raised his hand with a bit of amusement and fiddled with the hair covering Jing Yuan's other eye.

Jing Yuan's hair was so thick that it was outrageous.

It was really an enviable amount of hair.

Fu Xuan thought of the fortune tellers in the Taibu Division who were obviously not very old but had already started to lose their hair, and looked at Jing Yuan again.

Obviously, the work of the Shen Ce General was much busier than theirs, but Jing Yuan's hair didn't seem to be thin at all.

Fu Xuan stretched out his hand and stubbornly fiddled with the hair in front of his eyes.

It was very thick and difficult to do.

Even if he stretched out his hand to fiddle with it to the side, it would return to its original shape when he turned his head.

Fu Xuan curled his lips and called again: "General?"

Jing Yuan still didn't move, just sat there quietly, as if he still didn't wake up.

What does this mean?

Is he going to do it himself?

Bring him breakfast?

Fu Xuan was a little helpless, and raised her hand to fiddle with Jing Yuan's hair.

This time she succeeded.

The hair spread out, revealing the golden eyes with a leisurely smile underneath.

"Uh... are you awake?"

Fu Xuan retracted her hand somewhat embarrassedly.

"How could I not wake up when Fu Qing called me like this?"

Jing Yuan stretched his body lazily: "Have you finished your work?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go and have breakfast."

Jing Yuan stood up: "I'm a great general of Shen Ce, but I have to wait for others to finish their work before I can have breakfast. It really reminds me of the feeling of being a Yunqi Army."

Fu Xuan smiled: "Otherwise, you should abdicate as soon as possible and hand over the position of general to me. I can help you get back the feeling of being a Yunqi Army."

"Don't, after handing it over to you, I will completely retire and live a life like my master and master. . "

Jing Yuan chuckled and shook his head: "So Fu Qing, why do you want to be a general so much?"

"Of course it's because I have talent."

Fu Xuan snorted: "The Taibushi is not enough to bring out all my talents. I am better at the work of a general."

"The truth?"

"...The truth."

"Fu Qing, lying is not a good thing."

"I really didn't lie!"

Fu Xuan shook his head: "I really think so."

"Then how do you feel now?"

"I'm...now..."

Fu Xuan blinked.

When Jianmu was resurrected, the things that happened really shook her firm belief in becoming a general.