Apocalypse Flower (2)

  This guy is only not annoying when he's sleeping! Just thinking about the big and small social events that don't distinguish between day and night makes me feel extremely headache! Indeed, I'm really not suitable for those hypocritical occasions! He is too! Mutual pretenders who like each other just to make those third parties envious and comforted a little. Every time they take off all their masks and spiritual shackles, they will go their separate ways! Freedom, in this circle, has become a very luxurious vocabulary, and has turned into many impossible events!

  But if someone who can change the world appears, won't our souls be set free from each other?

  It's already rotten beyond recognition...

  It doesn't make sense to continue anymore...

  This world is already doomed for destruction, this earth should have a new look...

  If I were living in that world, and we met again, would you still be so fed up with everything? And wouldn't even I, your fiancée, be less detestable to you?

  241 Mosley Street...

  "Zhang Yi, I won't be back tonight, I'm going to a birthday party. Remember, if there's anyone suspicious looking for me, don't bother with them. If someone bursts in, just tell the owner of this place that it's your inheritance from your deceased parents, got it?" Luo Zi squatted down, gently stroking the cute boy's head in front of him without any particular expression.

  "Brother, are you trying to meet Xin Zhen young master? Sorry, brother, last time because of my own mistake I couldn't help you bring Xin Zhen young master to your side!"

  "What's with the dragging?! You're not from Ryūōkan, who are you dragging along?!" Upon hearing this, the youth, whose face had been somewhat cold and stern, suddenly burst out laughing. He looked at the little boy in front of him with amusement and said: "It's okay! I know you can't possibly win against that spoiled fiancée of his! But it's just an old friend from childhood, someone I've played with since we were kids... I just wanted to see them because I miss them too much!"

  "Oh!"

  "The carriage is already outside, remember what I just told you!"

  "Hmm!"

  "Well, I'll be off then!"

  Luo Ze casually put on a brown cloak and opened the door to sit in the luxurious carriage where the coachman was already seated. At the entrance of the shop, Zhe Yi silently waved his hand, saying to himself "Farewell, brother! Take care!" as he suppressed the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes. He then watched as the shadow of the carriage grew fainter and disappeared into the distance before finally entering the house...

  The dance party has begun...

  The worst outcome was destined from the very beginning...

  Between people, those familiar yet strange confrontations, souls yearning for freedom in the dark of night, a force that protects oneself without waiting for divine redemption, just needing to escape this space. The controlled spirit is like a burden tied to one's shoulders, but are they really happy doing so? It seems like a game of self-deception, yet everyone is willing to sink into it...

  "Hey! What's wrong with you? My mother is greeting you, didn't you see?!?" The deep-in-thought Shinji felt a tap on his shoulder and looked at the delicate girl beside him, who let out a faint sigh before suddenly yelling at her fiancé: "You scared me half to death, do you think it's funny?! You stupid woman!"

  "Hey! What's with the suddenness?! We're in a dance hall right now! Please...!" Seeing her mother glance over at them, the girl lowered her voice and grabbed onto the boy's sleeve, saying: "Please! This isn't some other place, this is Ryūō Pavilion. My mom and the other elders are watching, can you please restrain yourself?!"

  "Good!"

  The girl's heart skipped a beat, this guy really is unusually obedient and agreed with her words!

  Somehow absent-minded...

  Even I don't know what's going on in my own mind, is it because I played all night and now my head hurts?

  Mo Sha strode past Xin Zhen with elegance, then wove through the crowds of people...

  It hurts so much! Why does it hurt so much?! Seriously!

  Xin Zhen subconsciously touched his head, shook it, and patted his own face to get himself fully energized.

  You scoundrel, you were having the time of your life last night, drinking and playing cards with girls, but now you're pretending to have a headache. If you use this as an excuse to slip away later, won't that be humiliating? What if Mother sees through it?! Although Mocha thought so, he still maintained a friendly facade, because only by living such a hypocritical life could he gain his mother's approval, even if the boy didn't love him!

  A noblewoman wearing a long black dress and a white feather mask stood there, holding a fan to half-cover her face, chatting with several other noblewomen who were likely of the same status. Xinzhen stretched out his hand, which was wearing a white glove, and politely took the noblewoman's hand, kissing it once.

  "Aunt, it's been ages since we last met!"

  An ancient and elegant melody floated from the piano to every ear, filling the entire grand hall. Moonlight shone coldly on the swimming pool outside the magnificent ballroom, where a carriage sped by with a young man in a purple tailcoat inside.

  That is a brilliant and radiant person

  More dazzling than the stars in the sky, icy blue eyes revealing melancholy and profundity, exuding an aura of detachment, with sharp angles and perfect contours, a beautiful and enchanting flower-like pretty boy!

  When he walked into the hall, everyone was shocked. When his arm casually revealed a bit of the intricate rose pattern, everyone in the room understood...

  This is a person who will soon become king, the prince of the Luo Empire, and it's said that he'll be engaged to Princess Mavis of the Rose Empire!

  The person who will thoroughly save the city of Saint Mio, this land will no longer be bound by the goddess Imola, and the people can live freely. If that moment comes, everyone will surely dance and cheer for it!

  When everyone stopped breathing, when the ancient clock on the wall also stopped moving, the boy's hand was placed on that boy called Xin Zhen, "Xin Zhen, I've been looking for you for a long time...". He then turned to face the white feather masked noblewoman, bowed politely and kissed her arm, smiling warmly as he said: "Happy birthday, Duchess Ramel!"