Chapter 586 I Don’t Like Drinking Coke Anymore

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 did it belong to Ultramarine and Barber... There wasn't even a hero club.

Dailan knew that the emperor was by no means a coward or an incompetent person - because the times were completely different.

The emperor back then faced enemies and difficulties that she didn't know, didn't understand, or even heard of. It is precisely because of the efforts made by him and his companions that these enemies and difficulties do not exist in the current world. Dailan 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 like that, very indifferent, and seemed to understand a lot of truths.

Although Bing Shui is the daughter of a hero, she does not gain any real benefits from this status - on the contrary, she feels more pressure from it.

Her childhood ended when she was six or seven years old. From then on, she had to face the ugliness of this world and society.

While other families were teaching their children to be 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.

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.

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 and explain that her mother would never come back. She also needs to explain clearly to her why no one can know about this matter, why people would start rumors to harm her family... and why they should protect such ignorant humans and society.

After experiencing the pain of separation 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.

After Bingshui also understood the nature of this ugly, perverse society full of fools, she 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.

After knowing the ugliness of the world, he still chose to love the world.

Dai Lan thought, with such a deep and painful realization, Bing Shui was not the hero's daughter - she was the hero himself.

Bing Shui is a silent hero like her father. A hero who is neither known nor known, and keeps vital secrets.

Everyone believes 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 spent his life trying to teach people three things: doing good deeds is profitable, taking risks for others can bring huge benefits, and using one's own life to successfully save others can lead to a successful career.

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 Happy Island today, so that heroes would not bleed and shed tears; others claimed that Happy Island's morality The chaos is caused by people's excessive worship of heroes, and the emperor who caused it must be responsible for this; there are also many people who dream of becoming heroes just to earn huge amounts of money that they cannot earn in a normal job...

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.

The emperor stared at the photo for a long time, then sighed deeply, carefully put the drawer back and locked it.

He didn't look back, still staring at the composite photo: "What are you thinking about, Dailan?"

"...I'm thinking, it's not easy to be a hero."

"You are wrong, Dailan."

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.

"Everyone has their own shame and pain that they want to hide, and every family has unspeakable conflicts. The people who exposed these first do not deserve 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.

"In other words, the stronger a person is, the more seriously he will be hurt. But someone has to choose to be strong.

"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 the 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. Bury your own hatred and pain together with your body; you still need someone to shine on all living beings like the sun and give people hope... Only then can society be purified.

"Love is contagious, and so is hatred; hard work is contagious, and so is laziness; hope is contagious, and so is despair."

"...So, you decided to make that stone statue?"

"Because I can't be the sun."

The emperor's expression was solemn as usual, without any expression or twists and turns in his words: "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."

"So... have you waited?"

"——We've been waiting for you."

A leisurely voice came from the door.

Dai Lan suddenly turned around - she looked at the door with panic and fear, but she saw someone she could never expect.

"...Ultramarine, sir!"

Her eyes lit up immediately: "So you're fine!"

"Shh-"

Russell smiled and stretched out his hand to his lips.

His slightly narrowed hazy yellow pupils were filled with a mysterious charm.

"Want to drink Coke?"

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, I didn’t drink it though. I kept it chilled.”

"...Oh, that kind of thing."

Russell raised his eyebrows: "The flavor of ice mint, green apple, and aloe vera?"

"Yeah. Because I think you will come to see me sooner or later."

The emperor said calmly.

"Ah, no need."

Russell said casually: "Now...I don't like drinking Coke that much anymore."

The emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

He stared at Russell silently for a while and asked a question.

"Are you still you, Ultramarine?"

"What, are you starting to doubt me because I don't like to drink coke? My hero?"

The smile on Russell's face did not dim at all: "I just helped you get rid of the Network Security Department.

"Forget it, 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. However, after lying down, I felt itchy from my chest to my throat, so I went to the hospital for a checkup...

The doctor said that the bronchiolitis was not cured well before, and it may not be cured in the future. This time it spread to the bronchial tubes again, and now it’s bronchitis…

Me: ...(Anyway, try erythromycin and ambroxol hydrochloride first)