Collapse: Watching my simulation, why are there small pearls falling?

Chapter 244: I don’t have a dream, but I want to protect the dreams of others

Oak Feimu, the current head of the Oak family, is also the most respected Duoyin in the family.

He listens to suffering and understands suffering. Just like his face that is often gentle and loving, everything he does seems to be a good deed.

Yes, it seems.

On that moonlit night, Bai Heng was able to leave his original family, and the robin was more like a trigger.

It was this man who really took care of a series of things.

In theory, he took Bai Heng away from that dark family, and used his identity as the head of the Oak family to guarantee him, a voiceless person, and provided him with a high-quality living environment and educational conditions.

Bai Heng should have absolute respect and trust for him.

But how to say it.

Respect, Bai Heng has always had it for this man.

As for trust, that’s not necessarily the case.

Bai Heng could always sense the unknown danger under that gentle and kind face.

30This feeling is like a poisonous snake hiding in the jungle. When you are attracted by the beauty of the jungle, he is telling you his secrets in this disguise.

But now, Bai Heng is sitting in front of this man.

"This is the first time for little Bai Heng to come to my office."

"But speaking of it, you seem to be unwilling to get close to me. As an adoptive father, I am really a failure. Obviously, Robin and Sunday were very attached to me when I was a child."

Holding his chest, Oak Feimu pretended to be a heartbroken and helpless father.

[I am very grateful to Mr. Oak Feimu for his training all the time. I try my best to refine my piano music skills and do something for the family. This is the only way I can give back, so I don’t have much other time. I am sorry about this. 】

Bai Heng gave a very formulaic answer, hiding his long-standing alienation from Oak.

He did not continue this family conversation with a strong sense of falsehood, but turned to ask the question again.

[What Mr. Oak said just now, is it true that even I can get the favor of the Lord God? 】

This is the promise made by Oak on the way to the office. From the simple conversation, it can be seen that Bai Heng, who is eager to protect the power of others, made a promise.

At this time, facing his repeated question, Oak Mu tapped lightly on the solid wood next to the sofa with his right hand, with a slight smile on his face:

"Child, before answering this question, let me ask you a question."

"What is your dream?"

The sudden question made Bai Heng frown, but Oak Mu did not care, but continued:

"The little robin hopes that her song will echo in the universe."

"She wants to give people peace with her song, and she only hopes that there will be no more disputes in the world."

"Sunday believes that no matter how hard you try, there will always be weak people in the world, and only by building a trueutopia, the so-called disputes will disappear and peace will come. "

"This is the dream of those two people, what about you?"

"I have never heard you say what your dream is, or what you want to do?"

The man's question made Bai Heng fall into silence.

Dream, he never thought about this thing.

Because from the moment he left the dilapidated attic and touched the piano keys to play his own music, his dream had come true.

"Don't answer?" Oak raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't matter, let me tell you another story."

"Child, have you heard that in every era of order, a pair of twins will appear and embark on the road favored by order."

"They will be the spokespersons of order and reach the end that should come. ”

The man told a seemingly insignificant story, and this story also made Bai Heng know why he had always had an inexplicable resistance to this man.

The robin and the Sunday.

The two birds that intended to fly in the blue sky were actually imprisoned in the cage created by the man in front of them.

Yes, this priest who sang praises to the three-faced god had long seen through the potential of the brother and sister as seeds of order. He cultivated the two of them imperceptibly until they grew into big trees that could truly revive order.

At the end of the story, Oakwood smiled faintly and his eyes fell on Bai Heng.

"But now I have found someone who is more suitable for the seed."

"On the way here, I told you that even as a voiceless person, you can also get the favor of the Lord God."

"Well, let me ask you once now. ”

“Little Bai Heng, are you willing to accept the favor of the Lord of Order?” (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The reflective lens flashed with danger, and the man asked Bai Heng this question.

Order, the ancient star god assimilated by the Harmonious Hippe, plays the harmony of order forever, trying to reverse the inevitable end of all things.

But this harmony is a discordant tone that is absolutely not recognized in the Harmonious Land.

And now, as the head of the six major families in this Harmonious Land, Oakwood has thrown an olive branch of order to Bai Heng.

[I have no choice.]

[If I don’t agree, Sunday and Robin will embark on this path under your push, right?]

“Yes, this is the fate they are born to accept, the fate of 820’s doom. "Oak Mu smiled.

[Then I don't want them to accept such a fate.]

[Mr. Oak Mu, you just asked me what my dream is, right?]

Raising the notepad, Bai Heng's cold face had no expression. He looked at the man in front of him indifferently and turned the page of the notepad.

[I don't have that kind of thing at all.]

[Yes, I don't have a dream, but...]

[IWant to protect other people's dreams. 】

[For this, even if I throw myself into the arms of order. 】

Sunday and Robin, the brother and sister, have protected him from many storms in the past. []

But now, he doesn't want to hide behind them anymore.

If one of the three must go on to the fate of being doomed to destruction.

It must not be those two!

"Hehe..."

The man laughed in a low and strange way, and he finally got the answer he wanted.

The next second, the gorgeous light of harmony shone in the room, and the pair of eyes that were often squinting under the lenses slowly opened and stared at Bai Heng.

"The soul of the triple face."

"Please use a hot iron to brand his tongue and palms."

"So that he can't make up lies and make false oaths."