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Xue Zixuan Extra:

Because of his sister’s death, Xue Zixuan knew he was a monster. He was eleven years old and stayed in the piano room every day practicing for the Chopin International Piano Competition. He remembers that suddenly one day, his mother barged in and choked, “Zixuan, your sister passed away, go see her.”

He walked out of the piano room only to find that the family had already set up a funeral hall, and his sister, who was less than a year old, was lying in a small coffin, wrapped in a brand-new swaddling cloth. She was born with hemolytic disease, and after several months of treatment, she finally died. The mother cried out in pain on the hearth, screaming her sister’s name with a broken heart, and the father’s eyes were red and silently weeping, his expression similarly grief-stricken. Xue Zixuan touched his heart, but found it to be calm. He could not feel their grief, nor could he integrate into this family. When they were busy working for his sister’s illness, he didn’t even want to ask a question.

“Take a good look at her! What’s that look on your face? Aren’t you sad and upset?” The mother, apparently noticing his abnormality, pressed the impassive man against the tiny casket and made him look at his dead sister. He stared at her indifferently, his eyes dry, and after a long time, his mother let go and examined him with a new, strange gaze.

After burying his sister, his mother took him to visit a psychiatrist, and from there he began a five-year-long treatment. He is slowly coming to terms with the fact that he is a monster with no empathy, such that he is unable to empathize with other people’s feelings and doesn’t understand what sadness is or what joy is. He scoffed at this because he knew that music could make him experience sadness as well as pleasure. In the world of music, he was complete.

But many years later, when the fated one appeared, he realized what it meant to be truly complete. Before that, his world was black and white, like jumping piano keys, and after that, the most beautiful colors in the world flooded into his world with his arrival, and it was a splendor and beauty he had never appreciated before.

In order to help the mother, who was suffering from depression and even suicidal tendencies, the father adopted a baby girl. But unfortunately, when the baby girl was three years old, she was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. Because the Xue family had already lost a daughter, this daughter could not be given up no matter what, and for this reason, the parents spared no expense in treating her. Xue Zixuan already understood that he was different from normal people and learned to hide it. Even though he had no feelings for this sister, he grudgingly accepted her closeness, and for this reason contracted the habit of wearing gloves, which was his last layer of defense.

When she showed her talent for piano at the age of six, he began to look at her squarely, thinking that her presence in the Xue family might be providential. He was happy to teach all the talented children and looked forward to their growth, the land of music needed more people to maintain it because it was the only place where he could experience emotions, a bridge between the real world and his heart. Without music, he would be living in a vacuum and sooner or later he would suffocate and die.

When his sister reaches sixteen, her heart is gradually unable to load her maturing body. When his father asked him to bring her twin brother back to the Xue family in secret, he understood what they were up to, but felt nothing. His sister needed a healthy heart, and someone could provide such a heart, such as it was.

His first encounter with the teenager in the humble and dilapidated earthen kiln honestly didn’t feel good. He could not have imagined in any way that the teenager standing in front of him, with his waxy and dirty skin, would become his most beautiful dream and most painfully regrettable hijacking. On the way back to the Imperial Capital, he didn’t say a word to him, and it was only after bringing him back to the Xue Family that he told him in a tone of indifference to the extreme that, one, don’t touch me; two, don’t call me brother. After the dust settled, every time he recalled this part, he felt the pain of destroying his bones and plucking out his heart.

The teenager raised his head, his dark eyes filled with fear and confusion, a few wisps of water vapor spreading thickly in his brimming pupils as if he would cry out at any moment. Every night for the rest of his life, he dreamed of traveling back to that point in time, holding him tightly in his arms, and telling him in the gentlest of tones, “You can, you can do anything to me, don’t be afraid, I will protect you.”

But the reality is he did nothing for him. He left him to his ill-intentioned family and left, until he returned home at the end of the tour and found him sitting at the piano playing. He couldn’t believe it was the first time the teenager had ever touched a piano, and the song “Early Morning” made him feel as if he smelled the morning dew and the morning sun, and the exhaustion of the trip dissipated in that moment. For the first time, he looked the boy in the eye, and suddenly realized that he had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and when he stared into these eyes, it was as if he could peer through his bottomless pupils and see another gorgeous world.

That world was so mysterious that it mesmerized him. He began teaching piano to teenagers and has been unstoppable ever since. He was better than he ever imagined, and when he sat down at the piano and danced his fingertips with joy, he simply couldn’t take his eyes off him. He was like a magnificent bridge and a surging tide that broke into his heart with unstoppable force.

Seeing the teenager lying on Xue Yan’s knee whispering with all his attachment, he felt jealous, and he hated himself for being so indifferent to him in the beginning, so much so that he made his heart turn away from him and turn to someone else. If he had been by his side when he brought him back to the Xue family, listening to his uncertainty and confusion, perhaps he would have become the most important person in his life.

But that ‘maybe’ never existed from the beginning. The way his sister and family squeezed and used the teenager gradually made him realize what he had brought him back for in the first place. The teenager stood on the stage of Vienna’s Golden Hall and shook the world and broke his heart with his great skill. The teenager’s tears and sweat spilled onto the keys of the piano, and at the same time fell into his heart, watering a seed called love, allowing it to quickly take root and grow. For the first time, his barren, desert-like heart was covered with green vines and blossomed into beautiful flowers, each of which contained the love and desire for the boy.

A teenager is a lovely high note; a most beautiful melody; and a most moving love song. Through Junior, he experienced for the first time the beauty and warmth of the real world. He walked onto the stage and held him tightly in his arms, announcing to the world that he was his pride and joy. If he could, he wished that time would stop forever at the moment they embraced.

The teenager made his empty shell grow a heart, gushed out blood, and became a flesh and blood, sensory man. However there is a beautiful side to life, naturally there is also an ugly side. Leading the teenager back to the Xue family, he realized with a jolt what their original intention was in bringing him back.

His sister asked him if he wanted her to live, and the words made his blood curdle into ice. Naturally, he wanted her to live, but if the teenager and her had to choose, he realized which one he would choose. He wanted to try and protect him, but realized it was too late.

The teenager seemed to have realized something and fled the Xue family in the night. He wanted to pick him up and hoped that he would never come back. But as long as he remembered the scene of him lying on Xue Yan’s knee squinting and smiling, he couldn’t restrain his jealousy. At that time, countless stars fell from his eyes, crossing one after another, forming incomparably bright streams of light. How he wished that one day, that stream of light would also envelop him.

He had endured three days of heartfelt longing that had driven him almost into madness. When his father decided to bring the teenager back, he was so content he couldn’t wait.

However, reality gave him the heaviest blow. The teenager was unexpectedly going to be united with Xue Yan, and while he was still hesitant, they had already agreed to walk towards a happy tomorrow. He didn’t know how he walked out of the Xue mansion, and since then, he woke up from nightmares every single day. Xue Yan discovered the Xue family’s conspiracy, and while his father was deeply panicked, he was only concerned about whether or not the teenager knew the truth – the truth. What he craved most was the teenager’s love and attention, and what he feared most was his hatred. Yet before he can receive his love, he is in danger of facing his hatred.

Who could love a man who tried to kill you? It was an original sin he could never wash away. He hid in his room, covering his heart with force, clearly possessing a healthy body, but experiencing the heart-breaking pain of his sister’s illness. When the teenager reentered the Xue family, every cell in his body screamed with longing, but he didn’t even have the courage to look at him.

He was afraid to see the slightest bit of loathing and resistance in those clear, watery eyes. It was like a knife that would cut his heart and even his soul into pieces. In the midst of the unbearable pain he felt a hint of relief: it was good for the teenager to leave, to leave and not be hurt. But he had underestimated his sister’s resolve, and barely managed to hold his cell phone steady when he received the warning text from his housekeeper.

He rushed home as fast as he could, but in the end he was too late. Seeing the teenager with a blood soaked gash cut into his chest, it was as if his body had been cut all over again. As the police took him out, he realized that the nightmare that had necessary visited him every night had become a reality. The teenager hid behind Xue Yan, looking at him with a look of loathing and fear.

In that instant, all the green vines and beautiful flowers that littered his insides withered and became barren once more. The wind with the smell of blood blew past his nose, causing him to almost suffocate. In the moment he looked down to escape, the gorgeous and magnificent world that he had been able to glimpse, closed completely. The happy future he had once conceptualized countless times turned into a despair with no end in sight. It wasn’t until this moment that he realized what losing the teenager meant to him.

It was a deathly silence worse than death.

The doctor told him that his hands might not return to their former state. But he didn’t feel anything; the hands had been destroyed to save Junior, and that thought satisfied him like never before, even as he stared wistfully at the blood-stained bandages. Before this, he had been unable to do anything for the teenager, and after this, he was willing to do everything for him. He was extremely cooperative with the police investigation and confessed in court. He looked toward the plaintiff’s table several times, hoping that the teenager would look at him, even if it was with hatred.

But he was ultimately disappointed; the teenager’s dislike for him had reached the point where he felt sick to even look at him.

He lowered his head and told himself that this was fine, this was the retribution he deserved. The Xue family collapsed, and the Xue Consortium was annexed by Xue Yan, with some of the assets being used to cover the debts, and some of the assets being used to compensate for the teenager’s emotional damage. Xue Zixuan, who was previously the world’s top piano player and had considerable savings, refused the agent’s offer to sell the mansion. Living here can at least see the teenager from afar every year, living elsewhere, they will never cross paths again in this life.

He was now a ruined man, his family was ruined, and his hands were so ruptured that he couldn’t even hold a pen, let alone play, because of the torn ligaments in his hands. In the past, he would not have been able to face such a desperate situation, but now he is quite at peace, because he is forgiving. He seemed to have lost everything, but only he knew that the burning love for the boy that filled his heart hadn’t diminished one bit, but had grown stronger with time, and that was enough to keep him strong. He sat in front of the TV and watched him and Ivanov play with rapt attention.

After the murders, he was known to the world as the suffering genius, whose amazing talent and rough life made everyone go crazy with love for him. And indeed, he did deserve that love. He played so wonderfully that the entire audience stood up and applauded him, and many of the invited veterans even burst into tears. Only after a long time, when the teenager’s figure had long since disappeared from the screen, did Xue Zixuan wipe away his already cold tears, walk over to his desk, and draw the love that crowded his entire chest, that seemed like a flame, into notes.

He revised it over and over again, and spent five whole years composing the song “forever”, sending it with apprehension and excitement to the young man who had long since grown up to be a musical giant, no, it should be the youth. He is still as handsome as before, and his clear and bright eyes have not changed at all. His behavior has become more and more low-profile, often not seen for a year or two, unless a major performance, or will not appear. Xue Yan healed his legs, every time to protect the posture of his shoulders through the bustling crowd, he will also reach out to embrace his waist, smiling extraordinarily satisfied. The outside world on the relationship between the two people speculation, but did not dare to describe too much.

Xue Zixuan collected all the photos of the two secretly captured by the media, cut out Xue Yan’s half and made a photo album. The belief that supported him to live is – perhaps one day, that person will play “forever” as a tribute to his love. But Xue Zixuan waited his whole life, but in the end, he could not wait. He was lying in a hospital bed, with a syringe inserted in the back of his wrinkled hand and a ventilator on the end of his nose.

He removed the respirator and took a hard breath. His vision began to blur, and it was as if he was back to the beginning, when his younger self stepped down the muddy path to the dilapidated kiln, and couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the teenager with a dirty face, but with eyes that shone brighter than the stars, looking at him in amazement. He walked over to the teenager and without a care in the world, took him into his arms, kissed his forehead with the most reverent gesture and sighed tersely, “I’m coming, and I’ll protect you well in this life. Let’s start over, shall we?”

The teenager nodded his head in confusion, his dark pupils reflecting him clearly.

In the magnificent phantasmagoria of his dreams, Xue Zixuan left the world contentedly.

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Zhou Yunsheng choked on the restorative fluid when he woke up, coughing as he crawled out of the induction chamber in a sorry state. This time, he had been unconscious for twenty-seven hours, with the medical staff guarding him at all times.

“There’s progress, but we need to go in a couple more times.” He dressed quickly, leaving the worried marshal and a few generals behind, and headed toward Oyasai’s hospital room.

“What are you doing?” Jerram Yasai was bending over and fiddling with the medical instruments on Orr’s body, seemingly interested in the respirator, staring and studying it for a long time. Zhou Yunsheng walked in grimly and pulled out a chair to settle by the hospital bed.

“Who are you?” Jerram asked rhetorically.

“You don’t need to know.” Zhou Yunsheng pushed open the door to his room and called out to a passing nurse, “Move my induction pod to this ward.”

The higher-ups had already explained that they should fulfill all the requirements of this ‘martyr’, so the nurses didn’t ask too many questions, and quickly reported to the higher-ups and moved the induction pods over, then installed monitoring equipment in every corner of the room, and dispatched medical staff to take care of it on a round-the-clock shift. Jerram was caught off guard by this turn of events, and left after a few words with one of the soldiers in charge of the guards, pretending to be relaxed.

Zhou Yunsheng excused himself for wanting to rest and drove the people away, only then did he remove the earring and embed it in Or Yasai’s ear-pendant, he did it very stealthily, from the surveillance only felt that he touched General Orr’s sideburns, the action was intimate but not out of the ordinary. The EEG made an active sound, and along with it, Orr’s fingertips trembled, a sign that the brain domain was reviving. Zhou Yunsheng retrieved the earrings and waved his hand at the monitor, “Prepare, I’m going to enter the Star Network again.”

“So soon? You just rested for an hour.” The doctor frowned at his wristwatch.

“Everyone is suffering, I have no right to rest. Start.”

The teenager’s righteous words moved the experts, and their eyes reddened slightly as they watched him re-enter the induction chamber.

Due to the phenomenon of data regression and disorder in the Queen’s database, Zhou Yunsheng did not know which reincarnation he was about to enter, so he left some energy in 008 for use in times of crisis. Before he opened his eyes, a faint fragrance of ambergris came from the end of his nose, and there was even someone holding a fan and gently sweeping it, sending a cool breeze.

“Your Majesty, you are awake? Then get up and have your meal.” Seeing his slightly fluttering eyelashes, a gentle and gentle voice rang in his ears.

Emperor? Zhou Yunsheng quickly recalled the lives in which he had been an emperor, and lent the woman’s familiar voice to sort out the veins of this world. Good enough, after seven or eight years of being a tortoise in his last life, he could finally collect his debt in this life. He opened his dark eyes towards the woman kneeling by the couch and saw a face that was so beautiful that it turned the world upside down.

This is his favorite concubine, no, I should say is the world consciousness and the villain system favorite child of destiny – Zhao Bixuan,, view of her childish – tender features and the body of the luxurious robes, at this time should be her just be named as a noble consort of the first year, that is, she is 16 years old, 16 years old, in modern times is still a half a big child, in here! But has been in the palace for three years, the first year because they do not want to be favored to anger the emperor, was sent to the cold palace; the second year in the cold palace in the precipitation of introspection; the third year to rise up against the odds, relying on a colorful face and gentle and timid character of the six palaces, and for the emperor gave birth to the second son.

Zhou Yunsheng is the supreme ruler of this Daqi Empire, Zhao Bixuan’s husband. He is a gay man who only likes strong men and not women, and he knows that it is impossible for him to truly love Zhao Bixuan, but he can’t help the fact that the villain system keeps releasing missions for him to favor Zhao Bixuan, allowing him to break the rules and promote her time and time again. In the successful birth of the second son, she has been promoted to from the first grade of the noble consort, given the title Huiyi, on behalf of the jurisdiction of the six palaces, in the Yuan after the death of the successor has not yet set up the current can be said to be the tip of the pyramid of the characters.

I don’t know how many women in the harem hate her to the bone, but because of Zhou Yunsheng’s maintenance can’t move her a bit.

“Set out the meal.” Zhou Yunsheng got off the couch and dressed. This body named Qi Yining, this year 27 years old, from the bronze mirror to see the end of the eyebrow is flying, face like a crown jade, handsome, because of martial arts since childhood, but also has a set of strong – healthy and supple body, pecs, abdominal muscles, mermaid line as much as a lot of small – it will be the first emperor jokingly referred to as the first beauty of the Daqi, he is very favored, and even more to elevate his identity will be sent to foster in the empress, which is the current empress dowager’s name. Zhou Yunsheng is in three years ago when Zhao Bixuan into the palace to take over this body, and look at Zhao Bixuan luxury wear and opulent chambers, the task seems to be completed well.

Zhou Yunsheng raised his hand to let Zhao Bixuan help him tie his belt and spoke faintly, “Where’s Cheng’er?”

“He just drank his milk and is sleeping now. If Your Majesty wants to see him I’ll have the milk maids carry him over.” Zhao Bixuan didn’t intend to wake the child at all, but said so in passing. In the past, Qi Yining, who favored and indulged them, would have waved his hand and refused, but today he nodded and said, “Bring him here.”

Zhao Bixuan only a flash of eyes to send the palace maid to the side hall, a few moments later, the milk grandmother holding more than crying child crossed the threshold, immediately kneeled down to ask for forgiveness, said inadvertently woke up the little prince.

“There’s no harm in letting me hold him.” Zhou Yunsheng held the under one year old second prince in his arms and gently stroked his reddened cheeks. The child’s eyebrows and eyes were five or six points similar to his, and when he grew up, he was bound to be a handsome and elegant gentleman, yet his body was flowing with the blood of another person.

That’s right, this child is not Zhou Yunsheng’s seed. If he hadn’t accidentally gotten pregnant in the cold palace, how would Zhao Bixuan, such an arrogant and noble character, have put down her stature to seduce him? The second prince’s biological father is no one else but Zhou Yunsheng’s half-brother, the Empress Dowager’s son, Prince Gong Qi Jin Yu. If it were not for the fact that Qi Jin Yu was just two years old when the late emperor died, it would still be a toss-up as to whether or not this throne could come to Qi Yining. Although he was adopted by the Empress Dowager, but the mother is only a small concubine concubine, and died in childbirth mother’s family is not obvious, the identity is not precious.

Because he has been close to the Empress Dowager since childhood, easy to control, the Empress Dowager, which combined with his mother’s family, the Duke of Jing Province, to put him on the throne. But Qi Yining is a pig in disguise to eat a tiger’s main child, on the – three years on the throne to get rid of the empress dowager’s lineage of control, became the real master of the Daqi empire. With the status and power, always need to add some of the story is perfect, therefore, Zhou Yunsheng came, under the control of the villain system with Qi Yining wildly in love with beautiful people do not love the river and mountain of the stupid fork of the road, until Prince Gong captured alive and a sword beheading, only to be able to understand that he did half a lifetime of the tortoise Wang Bashi.

Although loving Zhao Bixuan was only forced by the threat of the system, which man could stand this kind of humiliation? This time when he came back, Zhou Yunsheng must fulfill this pair of dogs and daughters. With all sorts of dark thoughts rolling around in his heart, his gestures of caressing the child became more and more gentle.

Zhao Bixuan looked at the ‘father and son two’ with a smile on her face, seemingly very happy.