Chapter 87: Lan Ze's wish

When Qiao Suisui first saw Lan Ze, if it weren't for those melancholy and hollow eyes like the sea, she almost wouldn't have dared to recognize him. He used to be on the thin side, cold and quiet, and the combination of his youthful feeling and noble prince temperament made him unforgettable.

But now Lan Ze not only had his hair cut short, making him look much more capable than before, but he also didn't look as easy to talk to anymore, and his previously injured leg could walk as usual.

Qiao Suisui was overjoyed. "Lan Ze, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Lan Ze smiled apologetically and said: "I told you where I was going in the letter. Did you... not receive it?"

"Letter? What letter?"

Before Lan Ze left the Ausilan Empire, he had entrusted Gamma to help him deliver a letter. It seemed she hadn't received it. That letter not only clearly stated his plans for the future but also mentioned a part of the future he had seen about Qiao Suisui using his precognition, hoping she could take precautions in advance.

"It's nothing. It seems there was a problem in the middle."

"Lan Ze, what happened? Why did you leave so suddenly?"

Lan Ze just smiled and comforted her: "It's all some small things. After what happened to my father and eldest brother, I wanted to relax."

Qiao Suisui wanted to ask something else upon hearing this, but heard Zongfang's displeased voice cut in: "How about I find a room specifically for you two to reminisce about the old days?" After speaking, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he raised his eyebrows to look at the man in front of him, thinking that he should have killed him directly at the time.

Qiao Suisui turned her head to see his expression, pursed her lips, and didn't answer.

Although Lan Ze had been seriously injured by Zongfang at the time, his face didn't show a trace of anger at this moment. Instead, he toasted Qiao Suisui with great demeanor, said "I won't disturb you," and left with a smile.

Now, no matter how many questions she had in her heart, hindered by Zongfang's presence, she could only let it go. Qiao Suisui always felt that seeing Lan Ze again this time, he seemed different somewhere.

For the rest of the time, Zongfang held her hand and walked to the center of the venue, socializing with several people separately. It was called socializing, but in fact, she didn't need to do anything. Those who came to toast her were blocked by Zongfang, those who came to strike up a conversation were scared away by Zongfang's eyes, and those who asked about her identity and background were choked back by Zongfang's light sentence of "Mind your own business"... In short, after several rounds of socializing, everyone understood that the little female beside Doctor Zongfang was only to be looked at from afar and not to be profaned.

On the second floor of the venue, behind the red lacquered round pillars, Lan Ze held a wine glass and shook it. The olive in the glass turned and turned with the wine, like the mood of the glass's owner, up and down.

Among the Beastmen present today, there were many outstanding ones. Lan Ze couldn't rashly release his mental silk, and his mental silk couldn't get too close to Suisui, because her surroundings were all wrapped in that man's intense aura. Anyone who approached had to withstand extremely strong pressure and would be discovered by him the first time. But Lan Ze followed Qiao Suisui's figure through his mental power. He felt her emotions: happy, calm, bored, sleepy... He didn't miss a single moment of her emotions.

His appearance in Sote today, at this banquet, was not accidental.

In fact, after leaving Ausilan, he wandered and trained everywhere, and his strength improved a lot. He first went to the core area of the Freedom Alliance—Kanbukun. He stayed here for a long time and even relied on his precognition talent to have a group of followers of his own in Kanbukun.

The Freedom Alliance was a place ruled by religion. The people here were enthusiastic and simple, and the average belief was the Shoushen, and the messenger of the Shoushen was honored as the "Bishop" by them, and they had their own church.

I don't know how it spread, but after Lan Ze changed the fate of a young man using precognition, he was called the Little Bishop by the residents of Kanbukun. They would even spontaneously raise money to build a church for him, and there were Beastmen who offered food to him every day.

Lan Ze refused. He was not born and raised in this soil, so he couldn't accept this gift. Although he also had the status of being surrounded by stars in the Imperial Court, he had rarely been in contact with people for so many years, so he was very unaccustomed to it. He wanted to leave, but a few days ago, he heard one of the believers say that the Young Master of the Dragon Clan was looking for someone, and that person looked very much like him.

After Lan Ze understood the inside story, he discovered that the person the Young Master of the Dragon Clan was looking for was himself. Finally, after many twists and turns, he found out the current location of the Young Master of the Dragon Clan, which was actually the small building he gave to Suisui.

When he learned this news, his heart jumped out of rhythm. These days, he missed her every moment, but Lan Ze knew very well that now was not the time for them to reunite, because he had already seen all the pictures of their future when he first saw her. So he suppressed the thought of going to find her again and again, absent-minded all day long, and even started eating the food brought by the believers. Things he couldn't accept before, he didn't notice anymore, and his heart was always repeatedly experiencing the ideological struggle of "go find her" and "now is not the time."

Just when he had the thought of wanting to see her again, Lan Ze, because of his distraction, actually walked to the front of the Archbishop's church. The Gothic architectural style made him freeze for a moment. There was an elderly man sweeping the floor at the entrance of the church.

"Young man, you finally came."

Lan Ze looked at him and asked: "Do you know me?"

The other party shook his head. "It should be that you know me."

Lan Ze released his mental power and looked him over carefully, confirming that he had never seen him before. He said goodbye politely and intended to turn and leave, but after hearing the old man's words, his steps froze abruptly.

"Don't you want to change your fate?"

"Who exactly are you?"

The old man laughed, kind and amiable like a grandfather in the neighborhood. He looked at Lan Ze lovingly and said: "Child, don't let your talent bind you, but let it be used by you. Remember, fate is an unpredictable contingency, and your precognition is only one of thousands of versions."

After speaking, he took his broom and walked slowly into the church with trembling steps.

Lan Ze stood in front of the church for a long time, repeatedly savoring the old man's words, his heart surging with shock and excitement.

Memory returned. The brilliant crystal lights hit the second floor, and Lan Ze, who was hiding behind the pillar, was half in the dark and half in the light. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, the emotions in his eyes were unclear.

He was unwilling to keep missing her like this. The future he saw about her that day was—although they had children, they still didn't marry in the end. Because of his personality of not liking to fight, he was forgotten by her not long after. Even if she occasionally thought of him, she would leave in a hurry because of the interference and design of other men. For the Lan Ze in the precognition, most of the time was spent waiting, and Qiao Suisui seemed to have only liked him for a short time.

Lan Ze gripped the wine glass in his hand, his lowered eyelashes like the sensitive wings of a butterfly. He looked up and drank it all in one gulp, the corners of his eyes slightly red because of excitement and the effect of alcohol.

The bright hustle and bustle downstairs and the lonely standing light and shadow upstairs formed a sharp contrast.

Lan Ze looked down and muttered to himself: "If fate can really be changed, will you love me forever..."

Lan Ze's blackening degree 50% ===== CHAPTER 88 =====