The perfect smile on his face was slightly distorted. Andrew couldn't control his emotions now and laughed inaudibly:
"hehe……"
This is really cruel.
The indifferent eyes passed by him silently, as if he didn't exist, and a sharp sword passed through his body.
It severely scratched his soul and tore his disguise into pieces.
After Andrew made his choice, he knew that such an ending would come, and that such an unfolding would only happen sooner or later.
The essence of the clown who wears a hero's crown does not change just because of his costume.
He is still who he is and has not changed.
In the stories sung by the bards, such a buffoon will eventually be exposed in public at the end of the chapter and be forced to take off the crown that does not belong to him.
The false hero turned back into his original clown and hid in despair once again.
The endings of most of those stories are like this.
What's more, Andrew was not clear about this development.
What is false is always false and can never become true. Even if it is exposed one day, it will be no problem.
But Andrew didn't expect that such an ending would come so quickly.
Before he could use this last moment to declare his thoughts and show his value under the gaze of these legendary eyes, Ning Feng had already arrived.
You're already several hours late, can't you just keep waiting?
Why show up at this time!!?
Just give me another half hour... No!
As long as I have another twenty minutes, I can solve everything. Then it will be your time and I will not participate.
Just a little later!!!
Crunch.
The back alveolar made a sound under the forceful squeezing, like his unwilling but unspeakable anger.
Da da da.
The heel of the shoe made a crisp sound when it came into contact with the ground, making Andrew's movements become even stiffer.
Already behind him, he could already feel the other person's breathing.
Boom!
"Hello, my companion is not used to high heels, could you please give in?"
Well?
After only a moment's pause, Andrew walked away gently without blocking Ning Feng's path.
"Thanks."
Ning Feng, who was holding a female companion who was wearing a luxurious dress, a black feather mask, and a black gift of the same color, smiled and nodded at Andrew as he passed by, and then walked directly on the road he gave way to.
Never looked at him again.
Ning Feng, who was wearing a black dress, formed a sharp contrast with Andrew, who was wearing a white dress.
Although the tone was black, the aura exuding from Ning Feng's body attracted more attention than Andrew, who was passing by in white.
Voices of praise, words of admiration, words of lamentation... After Ning Feng passed Andrew, all kinds of voices broke out at the same time as if they had been agreed upon.
They ignored the titular champion and went to what they believed to be the real champion.
It was not that no one noticed Andrew's strangeness, but after weighing the pros and cons, they still chose to come to Ning Feng first.
It is indeed better to provide help in times of need than to add icing on the cake, but the premise is that the two are similar.
In situations that are very different, it may be better to add icing on the cake.
He is from the Watch Club, has a legendary background, and has excellent qualifications...
In terms of abilities, potential, and background displayed on the outside, Ning Feng completely surpassed Andrew, and even the comparability between the two was not high.
Judging from the results, at least at this moment, Andrew was given up by others.
As the abandoned client, Andrew looked at Ning Feng who was surrounded by everyone and the obviously nervous female companion beside him, and felt a bitter feeling spreading in his mouth.
Jealousy, unwillingness...powerlessness.
His eyes gradually turned sinister, the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white, and he bit the corners of his lips.
If you don’t explode in silence, you will die in silence.
But until the end, Andrew never broke out, and he chose to self-destruct.
In the manner a loser should, he turned around and walked towards the deserted corner.
He chose to escape and escape from this uncomfortable space.
After passing all kinds of surprised looks, he opened the door and walked to the balcony behind the side door of the hall.
Leaning on the railing, Andrew looked at the gradually darkening sky, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.
Doesn't hiding alone in this corner confirm the identity of the loser?
Andrew knew that the most important thing he should do now was to congratulate Ning Feng calmly, and even offered to give Ning Feng his title.
But he didn't want to, not at all.
That's it, it doesn't matter what you are doing anymore.
Maybe there is some relief inside?
"I have tried my best. If something like this happens, then no one can say anything, right?"
"I've already reached this point. I don't need to work hard anymore, right?"
Already tired.
I have done enough, I don’t need to continue anymore, right?
Staring at the surging waves, his consciousness was also a little distracted. It was rare for him to let his thoughts go, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
I don't know how long it took, but Andrew suddenly woke up from his half-asleep state.
Someone suddenly walked up to him, chuckled and said:
"Don't you like occasions like this too?"
A gentle voice sounded from behind. The visitor did not expect to receive a negative answer and walked directly to Andrew without waiting.
Frowning slightly, Andrew came to his senses and immediately recognized the identity of the person coming.
Ning Feng.
Why did the champion who should have enjoyed everything he got back under the praise of everyone come to the side of the loser at this time?
Is it here to show off?
Do you want to show off your ability as a winner in front of the loser?
Or do you want to show some false kindness to shape your own personality?
Turning his head sideways, before Andrew could see Ning Feng's expression clearly, he was knocked back by the wine glass stretched out in front of him.
???
"Looking at the sea alone is really lonely."
Subconsciously taking the wine glass that was handed to him, he looked up and saw Ning Feng's expression.
"Come have a drink with me."
It was as if Ning Feng was really just escaping from the complicated social scene and just looking for someone who shared the same problem to have a glass of wine with him.
There was no pride, no disgusting pity, just a calm smile.
Ning Feng walked to Andrew's side calmly, and Ning Feng also leaned on the railing, looking into the distance.
Looking at the sea turning fiery red under the dusk sunlight, he directly started the topic:
"I have never liked such occasions. Although I have to say that I am actually quite good at it, I have never liked it."
"I have received a lot of training in the past, which gave me enough knowledge to know when to say what to say, but I still don't like it."
Some things cannot become relaxed and happy just by knowing how to solve them.
Don't understand?
The simplest example - math problem.
You know what formulas should be used to derive and what points need attention. You know all these.
but!
The process of writing a question is a torture. If you make one wrong step, everything will go wrong. Only by being very cautious can you have a chance of experiencing the joy of finally writing it.
Oh yes, be careful not to forget to write the explanation!
Um?
Andrew didn't know what Ning Feng wanted to do when he brought up this topic, and couldn't figure out what he wanted to express.
If it were someone else, or at another time, Andrew wouldn't mind chatting with Ning Feng for a while, but he is not in a good mood now.
So, he wrinkled his head and asked directly with some coldness:
"Is this what you came here to talk about? If you have something to say, please just say it. I still want to stay alone for a while."
There is no need for false comfort. If you have something to say, just say it.
I don't need your pity.
His expression did not appear awkward. Ning Feng, who was interrupted, did not look as mad as he showed in the game. Instead, he tilted his head and said:
"Is it possible that you think I'm pitying you?"
!!!The two of them stood by the window with their wine glasses in hand, looking at the white waves that were rolling up in the sea breeze. Ning Feng spoke straightforwardly about this topic that could not be mentioned now.
This made everyone who had been paying attention here suddenly become interested. They were curious about what Ning Feng would do.
Only Shirin, who was dressed up and disguised her face with a feather mask, laughed and sipped the fruit wine in her glass.
She was the only one who had never doubted Ning Feng's actions.
As if he didn't notice that the atmosphere was getting weird, Ning Feng looked at the sea, smiled, shook his head and said:
"Don't think like that. Don't worry. If I really pity you, I will approach you in a gentler way instead of just walking over with two glasses of wine."
"I'm very gentle."
Ning Feng's expression gradually became serious as he said the joke that wasn't even funny.
"Andrew, maybe you are somewhat resisting such a result in your heart, feeling that you have taken advantage of something, or even that you are not qualified."
"But you know what? In my case, your champion has no water at all. You deserve this title."
His brows never relaxed. On the contrary, Andrew's expression became more serious after hearing this sentence.
What's the meaning?
"At the end, which is the time that the audience can't see, I met some souls."
Moving his eyes away from the red sea with a hint of gold, Ning Feng looked at Andrew, looking into his eyes that were as blue and deep as the sea.
"Some people are resentful and unwilling to face the world. They are almost a polymer of various negative emotions. Their thinking is chaotic, full of anger towards everything in the world, and they want to tear everything apart."
"But, for such monsters, they only treat one person differently."
Taking a deep look at Andrew, whose serious expression gradually collapsed, Ning Feng smiled and nodded:
"Yes, they are very grateful to you. I think you know the reason better than me, right?"
"It was you who gave them the chance for revenge, and it was you who saved them."
"You are the one who found the stars in their long night, you are the star chaser."
This is not a lie.
In the last moments, Ning Feng truly felt a complex and twisted soul aggregation in his dissipated soul.
Just like what he said, that monster-like aggregate is really grateful to one person.
To the hero who gave them the opportunity for revenge, to Andrew.
For those souls, Andrew is the hero who gives them salvation!
Similarly, in mythological epics, heroes are not limited to their origins.
He can be a prince riding a white horse or a declining noble.
But equally, he could be the son of a blacksmith, a humble slave, or even a farmer working in the fields.
A hero does not care about his origin.
No one says a clown can't be a hero!
He wears the crown of a hero. As long as he can do everything a hero should do, there is no such thing as a "false hero".
There is only a second hero.
The world has never limited the number of heroes.
What's more, Andrew has never been a clown.
How can a person who lives so hard, keeps fighting for the revival of his family, continues to perform tasks as a member of the Tribunal, never wastes a day, and devotes all his strength to these things, be called a clown?
?
He has always been his own hero.
And now, he is also the hero of those souls.
"So, it doesn't matter what other people think, it doesn't matter if they competed or not?"
"What's more, that lord's judgment will never be wrong, right?"
You guys don't really think there's something wrong with the idea of stargazers and sword-wielders, do you?
After saying this, Ning Feng suddenly drank the remaining wine in the cup, then placed the cup on the railing and said:
"Okay, it's almost time, I should go."
time?
Andrew still hasn't figured out why the other party wants to help him. Ning Feng's statement is the most effective way to help him get rid of the criticism that may occur.
The person himself has come forward to express that he doesn't mind and has acknowledged it, and no matter how much others say, it is of no use.
As long as Ning Feng's statement is made, no one will be nagging at the Star Chaser's final verdict.
The reason is unclear, but he is very clear about Ning Feng directly reversing the situation he is currently in!
"You...where are you going?"
Subconsciously calling out to Ning Feng, Andrew looked at Ning Feng who immediately walked back in confusion.
Turning around after hearing this, Ning Feng answered with a smile without any hesitation:
"go home."
……go home?
Such an answer made Andrew and everyone who had been eavesdropping and watching here feel a little confused and incomprehensible.
The previous unfolding was already shocking, but Ning Feng's explanation not only did not diminish his brilliance, but actually added to it.
But now at this moment when you can enjoy honors and praises on the horse, what you are thinking about now is going home?
"I'm going home and have a good rest."
"……Why?"
Ning Feng's smile seemed to be covered with a layer of gold under the light of dusk, and his eyes looked sparkling.
Showing the most sincere smile since his appearance, Ning Feng said with longing in his eyes:
"Because someone is waiting for me at home."
"I can't keep her waiting any longer."
The lover at home has been waiting, and it is not what a qualified man should do to make her worry any longer.
It's time to go home.
After saying that, Ning Feng turned his back to everyone and blinked his right eye at the stunned Andrew.
"Let's meet again next time, my friend."
Turning his back and waving his hand, Ning Feng's voice quietly sounded in Andrew's heart, and he said:
("So, I will leave all the troubles in the future to you, and I'm leaving.")
("Enjoy the sweet pain.")
("No. 86, Brother Crow.")
Andrew:!!!
The raised hand paused, and Andrew stared blankly at Ning Feng, smiling and nodding to the people around him, skillfully passing through the crowd.
Watching him hold the hand of his female companion, the two walked through an automatic retreat route while chatting and laughing, and quickly went out and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
In the wordless silence, people gradually looked at Andrew who was still standing by the railing.
But this time, feeling a different gaze than before, Andrew could no longer feel the same feeling as before.
At this time, Andrew had not noticed that the pointer on the compass given to him by the stargazer in his arms was always pointing to the same person...
He just raised his wine glass with a strange expression, and then gently touched the empty glass left by Ning Feng.
Ding.
"Ning Feng..."
"Thank you."
Then, drink it all in one gulp.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I actually quite like this kind of treatment.
It’s not about pretending to be a slap in the face, nor is it about stepping on others to move up.
Ning Feng always needs friends, especially male friends.
…
I went to the filming site of a variety show at noon to do some work. I wasted three hours and was so tired...