Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

For a moment, Nero felt that the sky was suddenly dark, and the shadow fell on his head suddenly, leaving nothing.

The coolness spread from the spine to the back, to the fingertips, to the depths of the brain.

His strength was exhausted, and his back could no longer be straightened.

The smile is like an old wall, cracked and broken, and large pieces are peeled off from the face until the face is numb.

I can't feel anything, I can't hear anything, and I wish I could die now, so I don't have to endure this silence anymore.

The fat man who announced the curtain came from the side door and patted her on the shoulder, as if to comfort her.

Nero's eyelids trembled a few times, just when he was about to turn his head and smile and say "thank you".

The fat man grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the stage with painful force.

A group of colorful clowns appeared on the stage rubbing against her shoulders.

Then the moment the two sides exchanged positions, the cheers sounded again, and a clown looked back and smiled at her.

She heard muffled laughter, no applause, no laughter, both sympathy and sarcasm.

"Ha ha."

Nero instinctively wanted to stare back, but she gave up.

No one would like her like this, the queen mother is like this, the elders are like this, the common people are like this... even the man I like is like this.

If he had become the emperor with this appearance, he might have been dragged away by the imperial guards and chopped down.

Now I was alone, and even the fat uncle who announced the curtain didn't bother to comfort her, and went to watch the clown show.

Nero didn't have the strength to stand up anymore, so he squatted down slowly against the board.

step~

The sound of footsteps was crisp, and the shadow fell from above.

Nero raised his head and smiled wryly: "Yu said why didn't you come, did you expect such a scene?"

"No, not at all."

Neos looked down at her indifferently: "I thought you would cry when you were on stage."

Nero retorted subconsciously: "How is it possible, after all, Yu is also the emperor of the empire..."

"I don't care who you are, you lost anyway, remember to get up early and go to work tomorrow morning." Neos waved his hand.

I lost it!

This attitude is so hot!

Nero stood up suddenly, stepped on his feet, raised his chest, and glared angrily: "Hey! Can't you comfort me, I'm a girl too!"

"I told you it doesn't matter who you are."

Neos lowered his head slightly, even if the other party's breath was on his face, his expression remained unchanged: "Sorry, in this city, the scene of licking each other's wounds is not popular."

Nero's anger remained unchanged, and he continued to step on his feet and approached.

Neos grabbed her face and pushed her away.

"Hmm..." Nero was vague.

Nios' eyes were cold: "Mature children will bite the bed for me at night, crying and comforting themselves, I mean self-comforting.

Then the next day, I pretended not to change my face and went to work! "

......

"Work fart!"

"Emperor Yu Nai, why do you have to work!"

"Don't go, you're used to it, don't go, just don't go, whoever you love will go!"

Nero rolled on the bed, biting the corner of the quilt, tossing and turning, hammering the bed board twice from time to time, burying his face in the pillow and performing a silent roar.

Thinking of going to the field again tomorrow, poking the ground with my feet, driving the oxen and pushing the plow, facing the loess and back to the sky, my skin was bruised from the sun.

The whole person is very uncomfortable.

and many more.

Nero exposed his face from the pillow, flushed and panting slightly.

Isn't it said that you can't go, so why do you still think about it!

Sleep and sleep, and then find a way to escape, take the Imperial Guards to flatten this place, turn all the farmland into a Colosseum, and then tie Neos, and only perform for himself.

Thinking of this, the golden retriever started rolling again, so happy.

It's a pity that extreme joy begets sorrow.

pia~

Rolled under the bed.

Then there was a long silence, and there was no movement under the bed for a long time, as if he was dead.

After a while, faint sobbing came from the darkness, like the whining of some small animal.

"Damn...it hurts..."

Nero curled up in the gap like a shrimp, covering his head, biting his lips, his body trembling, tears swirling in his eyes, but he just refused to cry out.

His head hit the bed, as if an inexplicable gap had been opened, and he remembered many things.

She thought of the strange and terrifying eyes of her mother, obviously she was not like that when she was a child; she thought of the voices of those soldiers secretly laughing at her, she thought of the deception of a certain poet, she thought of the grievances she suffered in this strange city...

A huge sense of loneliness was overwhelmed in an instant.

At this moment, the city of Rome should still be holding a grand dinner. If there is no accident, I will spend a difficult night in the theater.

Singing singing, dancing dancing, no sadness, no loneliness.

Akti will always be behind her, smiling quietly.

It's just that now, I feel wronged and uncomfortable...

From the moment of leaving Rome, all the accumulated emotions exploded now.

At this moment, she was no longer the emperor of the empire, nor the boy named Nero.

She's just a girl named Lucius.

......

At the same time, Neos was writing under the lamp, and looked up after hearing the crying next door.

"very noisy."

"Is it really all right, my lord?" asked a voice from above.

"Don't worry about her, every teenager and girl will go through this when they leave their parents and come to a strange city." Nios bowed his head and continued writing.

The girl on the beam said "Oh": "But that girl, doesn't she... like adults?"

Nios raised his head, was silent for a while, then shook his head: "That's not like."

"Why not?" the girl asked.

The sound is vague, like some kind of self-question from the heart.

"Seeing a good-looking person, the instinct from the animal drives her to mate with her...to mate with him, so as to produce better offspring."

Neos was calm and flat: "But if you meet someone who looks better and you fall in love with it again, can this be called liking?

It's nothing more than a little girl who is dazzled by love. "

"Then if you meet a better one, you won't be tempted. Does that mean you like it?" the girl asked naively.

Neos stopped talking, frowned and thought for a long time, then lowered his head and continued writing.

"Even if it is, it has nothing to do with me."

Chapter 129 Chapter 120 Eight are all actors

In the early morning, Nero was awakened by the sun, and the light shone on his body, making him feel warm.

When he opened his eyes, the dust floating in the beam of light was clearly visible, and he lost all sleepiness.

The eye sockets are a little swollen and sore, it's because I cried a lot last night, my voice is a little hoarse, it's because I sang and cried a lot yesterday, and I slept on the floor all night, my whole body hurts.

"I don't remember..." the girl covered her eyes and muttered.

Then she got up.

A few minutes later, after dressing and washing, I opened the door and walked out. I planned to be gentle so as not to wake up the person next door, so as to avoid embarrassment.

But just as the door was about to close, there was a "click" on the side, and a touch of silver came out.

The two looked at each other.

Nero's complexion was as colorful as a painting.

"Morning, good morning." She tugged at the corners of her mouth, her smile was very stiff.

But Nios glanced at her blankly, and then, like the wind, he passed by without leaving a cloud.

Nero was so dazed that he didn't even notice the black mass following him.

a long time.

"Hey bastard!" Nero stood in the corridor and yelled, hammering the wall.

As a result, the finger bone was knocked up.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Nero frantically flicked his little hand, and hurriedly brought it to his mouth and blew violently.

Looking up at the back of the door going away, the mood worsened.

Waking up early in the morning makes people depressed, and they are sore all over.