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Chapter 115

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According to the symbol on the ticket, Xu Le came to a special passage. The passage was very quiet, which made him feel slightly uneasy. The beautiful lady who checked the ticket scanned the bar code of his ticket, and then checked the first layer of his microchip identity. Her face showed a trace of surprise, and then she smiled and welcomed him in.

"This location is better than the Mayor's and Councilman Hai's box. I wonder who he is."

"He must be a weirdo. He's dressed so shabbily. Who can tell he's a big shot?"

Xu Le had been cultivating the power in his body for the past few years, so his hearing was better than the average person. Even after walking for more than ten meters, he could still hear the discussion of the girls who checked the tickets behind him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was snowing and windy today, but he was still wearing that old military trench coat, and holding a VIP ticket in his hand. It was indeed a bit strange.

He immediately remembered that this ticket was given to him by Tai Zhiyuan. When he thought about how he had somehow gotten to know the successor of a big family, his feelings became more and more complicated.

Outside the best individual box above the main stage of the stadium, Xu Le was stopped by the agents in black suits. They carefully checked him, and after confirming that there were no problems, they let him in. Xu Le didn't feel any dissatisfaction in his heart. He knew that if he were to enter the box and stay with that kid, he would definitely be constantly checked. The only thing that puzzled him was that he clearly had that exquisite stun baton hidden in his boots. Why did the agent check his feet unintentionally miss it?

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the private room, a light floral fragrance wafted out. It wasn't cloying at all. Xu Le's spirits were lifted as he looked at the large pot of Thousand Star Flowers by the floor-to-ceiling window. He saw a skinny youth with a slightly pale complexion standing beside the flower tree that was about as tall as a person.

That's right. Although Xu Le already knew about Meng Zhi Yuan's family background and knew that he was one of the people standing at the top of the Federation, which had a population of tens of billions, when they met again after a few days, Xu Le still subconsciously thought of Meng Zhi Yuan as that pitiful guy who had fainted in his arms and used indifference and calmness to hide his fondness for commoner food.

"I was wondering if you would come." Tai Zhiyuan turned around, smiled at Xu Le, and said, "This ticket is my thank you gift. If you don't accept it, I will be disappointed."

"Since you gave it to me, of course I will come. Also, I said through the communication device that I have liked Jian Shui'er since I was young."

Xu Le walked over to him, and raised his knife-like eyebrows. He knew very well that this young man in front of him was not an ordinary person, and would not interact with him like a normal friend. This was because in front of others, the other would always naturally reveal that kind of aura. However, he tried to treat the other like a normal person, because he believed that this was how friends should interact, if the two of them could become true friends in the future.

Tai Zhiyuan was not surprised to hear Xu Le answer him like this, because he knew what kind of person Xu Le was. The corners of his lips curled up, and he quite admired how the other was still so stubborn in front of him. He smiled and said, "Jian Shui'er is younger than you. If she heard what you said, she would definitely be so sad that she would not be able to eat."

Xu Le walked to his side, sniffing the fragrance of the Thousand Star Flowers. He looked at the empty stage not far below the floor-to-ceiling glass, and suddenly thought of something. He asked hesitantly, "Do you know Jian Shui'er?"

Although Jian Shui'er was the most popular star in the Federation, with Tai Zhiyuan's status as the heir of one of the seven great families, it should not be difficult for him to get to know her.

Tai Zhiyuan shook his head. "I've been transferring schools all these years since she debuted, so how could I know her... But I've seen a few of her TV shows, and she really is a very cute little girl."

For him, there were no stars in the world that were worth being infatuated with. In his position, he would look at everything with an appreciative gaze, but he would never be as emotionally invested as Xu Le. Perhaps this in itself was a kind of tragedy.

Xu Le smiled and said, "That's good. I was quite worried that I would hear the bloody and teary history of these stars from the mouths of big shots like you... You can't imagine how big of a blow it is to people like us when our idols are disillusioned."

"You think too much." Tai Zhiyuan could hear the hidden meaning in Xu Le's words. He laughed and said, "We're not crocodiles that eat people without spitting out the bones. You don't have to always think of us in the dark. Of course, I won't deny that some people like to use celebrities as a symbol of their strength... But, those people don't include me. "

He added in his heart. Moreover, no one would dare to use Jian Shui'er as a symbol of their strength, unless those rich young masters were really tired of living.

After Butler Jin arranged the food and drinks, he bowed to the two of them and left the luxurious private room. At this time, only the two young people were left in the private room. The atmosphere of the conversation suddenly became much more relaxed, and it was more like they were back in the H1 lounge.

However, the conversation did not start for long before it came to an abrupt end. This was because Xu Le's eyes suddenly froze, and it was as if the wind and snow outside the gymnasium had frozen into two icicles. He did not blink and did not move as he stared blankly below the floor-to-ceiling window.

The gymnasium was dark. There was only a stage, and there was only one person on the stage. A purple-haired girl under the age of 18 walked out of the darkness and bathed in the light.

The music started.

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This luxurious private room was directly facing the large holographic screen of the gymnasium, and it was not far from the stage. It was the best position to watch the concert. There was no need for binoculars to clearly see the beautiful and cute face of the purple-haired girl on the holographic screen. The voice input alone made it so that the room could hear the most vivid voice of Jian Shui'er.

However, Xu Le still stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze, looking at the distant figure on the stage. He watched as she changed into her costume, watched as she introduced her new song with some difficulty, and watched as she, who should have only existed in his imagination, appeared in front of his eyes.

— — Far away on the horizon, but right in front of his eyes.

He did not know how long he had been standing there. Who knew how many times those melodious songs had been played, but Xu Le's posture did not change at all.

Tai Zhiyuan had long lost his patience to keep him company. He sat back down on the comfortable sofa, picked up a glass of low-alcohol wine and sipped slowly. His gaze would occasionally glance at Jian Shui'er's face on the holographic screen outside the window, and occasionally close his eyes to listen carefully to the first sounds of this most popular celebrity of the Federation. However, most of the time, his gaze would fall thoughtfully on Xu Le, who was standing by the window.

He believed that he knew very well what kind of person Xu Le was. He was calm, passionate, sincere, and upright. He was not greedy for vanity, and had an innate aversion to seeking connections with the rich and powerful. He was a fellow who was quite lucky to have caught the eye of Professor Jin. This fellow had a talent in mecha that Tai Zhiyuan still could not understand, but he was exceptionally low-key...

However, at this moment, as he stared at Xu Le's back, Tai Zhiyuan suddenly found that he could not quite see through this fellow. Why would a young man who had to work so hard to maintain his dignity and composure in front of him lose his composure like this in front of a female celebrity that only young men and women would be madly infatuated with? No, this was not losing his composure — this was a state where he was completely immersed in the performance, forgetting everything else around him.

Tai Zhiyuan's brow furrowed slightly, especially when his sharp eyes noticed that Xu Le's eyes seemed to be a little bright in the reflection of the full-length window, as if they were wet... he could no longer control his surprise. He stood up and walked over to the window.

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Xu Le stared silently at that incomparably familiar yet incomparably unfamiliar purple-haired girl on the stage below the window. Watching her release her charms like a goddess under the lights, he felt his entire body stiffen. His fingers resting on the full-length window were somewhat numb, and his heart was beating much faster.

In the instant that Jian Shui'er had appeared on the stage, Xu Le had thought of a proverb from the Federation: When a dream becomes reality and appears before people, people will always treat this reality as a dream.

At first glance, Xu Le had felt that the purple-haired girl on the stage was not real at all, that she was someone who only existed in his dreams. He felt that everything that was happening now was just a dream. He thought that his disobedient stiff body and slightly numb fingers were all because of this reason that he could not wake up. However...

Following the sound of the song, Xu Le woke up. He knew that he was in the luxurious box of the Capital Ring Stadium, not outside the coffee shop on Donglin's Bell Tower Street, and not at the top of an abandoned mine.

As the song progressed, Xu Le gradually calmed down, but he still stared blankly at Jian Shui'er on the stage, his eyes unblinking. He didn't know how many songs she sang, or what song she sang, but he just quietly listened and quietly watched until his eyes gradually became moist.

A few years ago, under the green tree in the suburbs of Hexi Province's capital, he had once cried to Jian Shui'er on the hologram screen, saying that he would take her as his wife. But he knew that the tears at that time were only caused by the fatigue of the muscles in his eyes from staring at the components for a long time in the mine's operation room. But now, he really felt very sour in his heart, and had the urge to cry.

He finally understood why he had always liked Jian Shui'er so much. Even after escaping to S1 Linhai University Town, he still did not stop loving that purple-haired girl. It turned out that... it was not as simple as liking her.

Outside the coffee shop on Bell Tower Street, he, Li Wei, and the group of orphans were laughing and joking as they watched her.

On the street, orphans wearing tattered black clothes were laughing and shouting slogans that they wanted to see her.

Above the mine, under the dusky twilight of Donglin, he and the uncle held a glass of red wine and silently watched her.

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To him, Jian Shui'er was not a character that only existed on the hologram screen. She was an idol that was popular throughout the Federation. More than that, she was his memories. Those monotonous but fulfilling memories of his time in Donglin.

And now, he was a fugitive from the Federation. He was a completely different person. The days in Donglin... could never go back.

At this moment, Xu Le thought of Uncle Feng Yu, thought of Li Wei and Qiang Zi, whose whereabouts were unknown, thought of the people in Hexi Province. His heart was calm and incomparably sour.

"What's wrong?" Tai Zhiyuan walked to his side and asked with a frown.

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