The emperor looked down at the old photo, while Dai Lan watched him from the side.
Just looking at this old-looking hero is like getting to know an old generation that has passed away.
That was an era that didn't belong to me, nor to Ultramarine and Barber... There wasn't even a hero club.
Dai Lan knew that the emperor was by no means a coward or an incompetent person - because the times were completely different.
What the emperor faced back then was enemies and difficulties that she didn't know, didn't understand, or even heard of. It was precisely because of the efforts he and his companions made that these enemies and difficulties didn't exist.
In today's world, Dai Lan will never look down on this old hero because of this - people's long-term love and respect cannot be false.
She also suddenly understood why Bing Shui was always smiling so calmly, and seemed to understand a lot of truths.
Although Bing Shui is the daughter of a hero, she has not gained any real benefits from this status - on the contrary, she has felt more pressure from it.
Her childhood ended when she was six or seven years old. From then on, she had to face the world and the ugliness of society head-on.
While other families were teaching their children to become good people and be accepted by the society, the emperor was teaching her how to lie, how to deceive, and how to use her words and deeds to stabilize the society.
"Shh-"
The smile on Russell's face did not dim at all: "I just helped you get rid of the Cyber Security Department.
And Bing Shui also understood the nature of this ugly, perverse society full of fools, and chose to complete self-sacrifice to protect the society that indirectly killed her mother, and to protect those who would definitely hurt her father after knowing the truth.
Foolish people.
Dai Lan thought, with such a deep and painful realization, Bing Shui was not the hero's daughter - she was the hero himself.
After experiencing the pain of being separated from his beloved, the emperor did not choose to retaliate against the society that was about to harm him, but chose to harm himself and ice water to protect the society; after he fully understood that the "Heroes Club" would eventually decay and fall
, still chose to create it to make heroes a profitable profession.
Her eyes lit up immediately: "So you're fine!"
Russell smiled and stretched out his hand to his lips.
Some people criticized him, thinking that he had discredited the name of "hero"; others believed that it was the emperor who developed the hero worship of Xingfu Island today, so that the heroes would not bleed and shed tears; others claimed that Xingfu Island's morality
The chaos was caused by people's excessive worship of heroes, and the emperor who was the initiator must be responsible for this; there are also many people who dream of becoming heroes just to earn huge amounts of money that they will never earn in a normal job...
The emperor spoke calmly.
"You are wrong, Dailan."
A leisurely voice came from the door.
Dailan couldn't even imagine how a father who was suffering from the pain of losing his wife would carefully explain the concept of "death" to a seven-year-old girl, explaining that her mother would never come back. He also had to explain clearly to her,
Why can't anyone know about this matter? Why do people start rumors to harm their family...and why should we protect such ignorant humans and society.
"Ah, no need."
The emperor's tone was calm: "No one in this world has it easy. It's just that you don't know what makes it difficult for them.
His slightly narrowed dim yellow pupils were filled with a mysterious charm.
"Are you still you, Ultramarine?"
He stared at Russell silently for a while and asked a question.
"…Ultramarine, sir!"
"If everyone vents their fear, hatred and pain, then the society will be filled with blood and mud. There will always be someone holding up a clown's smiling mask at this time and becoming the target of public criticism; there will also be someone who will be as silent as a stone statue and will be the target of public criticism.
One's own hatred and pain should be buried together with the body; there must be someone who shines on all living beings like the sun and gives people hope... Only then can society be purified.
"...Oh, that kind of thing."
"Because I can't be the sun."
"Why, are you starting to doubt me because I don't like to drink Coke? My hero?"
The emperor's expression was solemn as usual, without any expression, and his words had no twists and turns: "But there is always someone who can. The stone statue is not just me, nor is it just ice water... We are just waiting for the sunrise."
In order for Bing Shui to truly understand why they had to hide their mother's death, the emperor had to explain everything to her.
Russell said casually: "Now...I don't like drinking Coke that much anymore."
"...So, you decided to make that stone statue?"
Bing Shui is a silent hero like her father. A hero who is neither known nor known by people, and keeps vital secrets.
The emperor stared at the photo for a long time, then sighed deeply, carefully put the drawer back and locked it.
Everyone thinks that the "Emperor" is the hero with the highest income, the most success, and the closest image of a "big shot" on Happy Island. He spends his life trying to teach people three things: doing good deeds pays off, and doing good deeds pays off.
If you take risks to save others, you can get huge benefits. If you successfully save others with your own life, you can achieve success.
But no one would know that the "sacrifice" the emperor made that everyone was familiar with was just his performance; but his truly most painful sacrifice was only known to Bing Shui in the world.
Dai Lan suddenly turned around - she looked at the door with panic and fear, but she saw someone she never expected.
The emperor turned back, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and greeted Russell: "I still remember the cup of Coke you poured me before. I don't hate the taste, like mint julep that is not intoxicating. So I bought a lot later,
Although I didn’t drink it, I kept chilling it.”
"——Wait for it."
"Want to drink Coke?"
"In other words, the stronger a person is, the more seriously he will be hurt. But someone must choose to be strong.
"...I'm thinking, it's not easy to be a hero."
Russell raised his eyebrows: "The flavor of ice mint, green apple, and aloe vera?"
"Everyone has their own shame and pain that they want to hide, and every family has unspeakable conflicts. The people who exposed these first are not worthy of pity, and those who remain silent also have their own difficulties. People
They sympathize with people who are in pain precisely because they subconsciously hope that someone will sympathize with them when they cannot bear it anymore.
"So... have you waited?"
"Well. Because I think you will come to see me sooner or later."
The emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
"Love is contagious, and so is hatred; hard work is contagious, and so is laziness; hope is contagious, and so is despair."
He didn't look back, still staring at the composite photo: "What are you thinking about, Dailan?"
After knowing the ugliness of the world, he still chose to love the world.
"Forget it, let's just think of it as a celebratory drink - some Coke, I want it iced."
Readers of the live broadcast should know that the cat started coughing again in the past few days, and the cough became more severe in the middle of the night, and he even felt a little nauseous. However, this time the blood oxygen was not low, and there was no chest tightness, but after lying down, he would feel itchy from the chest to the throat.
, so I went to the hospital to have a look...
The doctor said that the bronchiolitis was not cured well before, and it may not be cured in the future. This time it has spread to the bronchial tubes again, and now it is bronchitis...
Me:...(Anyway, try erythromycin and ambroxol hydrochloride first)
