The Nomenclature of the Night

Chapter Eleven: Farewell

The melody of the harmonica is very beautiful.

And there seems to be an inexplicable rhythm in the harmonica, which transcends ordinary music.

Just like last night, the nightmare brought Qingchen the same feeling.

But when all the prisoners were immersed in beautiful music, Qingchen couldn't suppress the surprise and shock in his heart at all.

Because he had heard the song... farewell.

Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.

Qingchen's pupils gradually shrank, isn't this the world after crossing, why is there a farewell song.

The moment he saw the mechanical civilization, he thought that this place should have nothing to do with the earth.

But now it seems that he is wrong, is this the future of the earth?

Qingchen began to search the memory in his mind, trying to find clues from the books in the reading area he wrote down yesterday.

But the result disappointed him again. Those chicken soup for the soul and philosophy couldn't help him.

The harmonica stopped, and there was another commotion in Prison No. 18.

At a certain moment, Qingchen suddenly felt that this prison was like a colosseum.

Behind the alloy gates are closed steel monsters that represent various desires.

When the floodgates opened, he was no longer as jerky and vigilant as he was on the first day, but walked directly past the prisoners lined up and walked straight towards the square downstairs.

The unauthorized action did not attract the drones in the sky, nor did the robotic guards give him a second look.

As soon as he arrived outside the restaurant, Lin Xiaoxiao greeted him with a smile: "Good morning... Didn't you sleep?"

At this time, Qing Chen was wearing two dark circles under his eyes. He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao coldly, and said in his heart whether I could sleep well, don't you know?

Some people say that a dream is only eight minutes long, which is extremely short compared to the whole life.

However, after finishing the nightmare yesterday, Qingchen counted his countdown, and the nightmare actually slept him for more than two hours, and he didn't feel the passage of time in the nightmare at all.

Moreover, after getting out of the nightmare, he lay on the bed and thought about things for a long time, and didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

Although Qingchen has the ability to remember, he is still an ordinary person in essence, and he is different from a special group of people like Lin Xiaoxiao.

Li Shutong glanced at Qingchen's face and said, "Usually people who come out of a nightmare will be devastated and sluggish for a long time, but you are special, you broke free from Xiao Xiao's control and picked up the dagger in the nightmare, and you can still stand today. It was already amazing."

Qing Chen sat down opposite him and asked straight to the point, "How do you become a person like him?"

Li Shutong smiled: "You are straightforward, but you can't go his way, it's more suitable to go my way."

As soon as these words came out, Qing Chen clearly felt that Ye Wan and Lin Xiaoxiao had different expressions.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little more serious, and even the dozing cat looked up at him.