This villain, please exercise some restraint.

Chapter 269 Lovers 28

There was a strange color flickering in the white-haired boy's pupils. Unlike the darkness and gloom of the past, there was a hint of light in them.

"Escape...escape?"

The blond young man's breathing hitched.

Then his motionless smiling face finally broke for a moment.

"Temperance, this time, do you want to escape again?"

"Why? Why do you always want to escape when you encounter problems? Why do you always want to escape..."

The blond young man muttered to himself.

"Abandoned, is it just an abandoned child after all?! Why are you always so selfish..."

"When everyone has the potential to be the protagonist, when the world needs no control, then... what is the meaning of my existence? What is the meaning of your existence?"

"There will no longer be defined protagonists. Protagonist will become an ordinary word. What awaits us?"

"Temperance, do you understand what awaits us?"

The white-haired boy curled his lips and smiled, "I understand, brother. What awaits us is a sense of ease and freedom... no longer bound by constraints."

"What's more, this time, I hope to leave with my brother, oh no, escape from here."

The blond young man was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

And then he sat up and pushed the white-haired boy away.

Jiezhi seemed to have expected this and was not pushed down. Instead, he turned around and sat back on the sofa opposite.

"It's really boring."

He muttered to himself.

"When I think about having to work for a cause my whole life, I feel a headache. Sometimes I really admire my brother for his endless energy."

He wiped the dagger in his hand, lowered his head, and wondered what he was thinking.

Until the blond young man's voice sounded again.

“When the protagonist no longer exists, when there is no longer a defined protagonist, we will die in a true sense and disappear forever.”

“Moderation, is this really the freedom you want?”

The white-haired boy suddenly raised his head, as if for a moment he couldn't figure out the connection between the two.

"Isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds? To truly achieve freedom without actually dying?"

When this question was asked, the white-haired boy was surprised to find that the face of the blond young man opposite him, which used to be bright and gentle and always had a smile as warm as the sun, was now covered with dark clouds.

Even his entire temperament became inexplicably gloomy.

"You're too greedy, Temperance."

The blond young man said coldly.

"There once was a being who conceived a blueprint as beautiful as you hoped, and it was eventually realized. However, that being lost its abilities, memories, and other things, and ultimately became just another ant."

"I wonder if that being will regret pursuing his so-called freedom at that time?"

The blond sneered.

"Perhaps not. After all, he has no memory left. Naturally, he doesn't remember what he paid for his so-called freedom, or what he did to gain it."

"Perhaps when he's bullied, he, being incompetent, will begin to crave supreme power and strength. But it's ridiculous that these very things he craves are the very things he once threw away."

"Temperance, do you wish to become that kind of being?"

The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment and shook his head woodenly.

"Of course I don't want..."

"Be moderate. When you have power and ability, you must also bear the corresponding responsibilities. Don't be greedy and want it all. If you still hold on to such thoughts, the end result will only harm yourself."

"It will also harm me, your closest relative."

"So, please stop uttering such childish words. As your closest relative, I will provide you with shelter, but... when you decide to flee, please consider the existence that carries the burden for you."

The white-haired boy opened his mouth, but found that he had no way to refute, so he was speechless.

The scratch on the neck of the blond young man sitting opposite was still bleeding slightly, but his anger seemed to have made him unable to feel the pain.

"Brother, have a cup of tea."

The corner of his eye caught sight of the tea on the table. Not knowing what to do, he hurriedly picked up the cup with some tea still on it and handed it over.

The blond young man made everything sound so serious that for a moment, he could only try to change the subject.

However, he did not think that there were too many problems with his proposal. On the contrary, he felt that by following the methods of his predecessors and trying to improve them, he might eventually achieve the best of both worlds.

The blond young man slowly opened his eyes. Faced with the rare restraint and courtesy, his face was still gloomy, but he still took the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"It's already cold."

He said calmly, putting down the teacup.

The smile still didn't return to his face. He was obviously confused and very angry.

"If it's cold, won't it be easier to calm down?"

The white-haired boy asked curiously.

He was answered by a moment of silence.

"If a guy like you were really free, you could piss someone off to death in ten seconds."

"It's just that you're angry with me now, but once you become an ant, then the response you get may not just be silence, there might be something else."

The blond young man let out a long breath and commented in an extremely calm manner.

This time it was the white-haired boy's turn to remain silent.

He always felt that the other party seemed to be concerned about freedom.

"Okay, brother, let's just forget about this for now."

"Perhaps you do understand more than I do and see things more clearly, so let's first think about how to deal with 'lovers' and how to protect these protagonists."

"After all, it seems now, although I don't quite understand it, the fate of the protagonist is closely related to us. I'm afraid we have to take some measures."

"After all, brother, you really don't want the protagonist to get hurt, or even... die, right?"

The white-haired boy poured another cup of warm tea and pushed it across.

The blond young man seemed to have calmed down a lot. He took another sip of tea, as if thinking.

At the same time, the wound on his neck was repaired rapidly, and within a few breaths, there was no trace left.

"control."

The young man suddenly said.

The white-haired boy's gaze quickly turned over.

"'Lovers' matters are our responsibility and obligation, so I hope you won't have any other thoughts this time."

"Let us just work together wholeheartedly...without any grudges."

"This time, no one should stand aside, no one should desert."