"In a lonely place where the light cannot be touched, our hands are crossed to welcome the destruction of the world. When the day's cracking comes, we will eventually accompany each other to celebrate our almost reaching the end. Regrettably, they will eventually disappear. Everybody wants to rule the world (everybody- wants-to-rule-the-world)."

As early as 1985, the British rock band tears-for-fears once sang, "Everyone wants to rule the world." Thirty years later, human greed and desire/hope never seem to have been. It has disappeared, and that kind of madness has been played out over and over again.

In fact, is it more than 30 years? The long history of mankind seems to be a reincarnation, rebirth in destruction and destruction in rebirth. After all, we are trapped in the same place, repeating our own destiny: from tragedy to comedy, and from comedy to tragedy, we cannot get rid of it.

"Welcome to this world, never going back. Even though we are drowsy, we still armed with masks, rejecting the survival instinct/calling, everyone wants to rule the world; this is my desire, this is my confession, drove determination, drove Chasing freedom and joy, there is no end in the world, everyone wants to rule the world."

Becomes absurd because of being too crazy, sad because of absurdity, then become helpless and at a loss, and finally become crazy again. Everyone is trapped in their own desires and hopes, drawing the ground as a prison, restraining themselves to suffocation bit by bit, but still stubbornly refuses to resist.

"Unable to endure indecision, trapped in short-sightedness, everyone wants to rule the world."

But... how many people can really see through? How many people can really get rid of it?

The same is true of Lan Li.

Sad, ridiculous, sigh.

At the end of the wandering around, they were all trapped ants in the same place after all, fighting and fighting and banishing, thinking that they were dominating the world, thinking that they had conquered the world, but at the end of the world, they suddenly realized that they only It's just a drop in the ocean among all living beings.

What is he fighting for?

Lan Li just stared at the rearview mirror quietly. The tears had stopped, his face looked embarrassed with stains, but he didn't care at all. He just stared at the rearview mirror intently, and there were some tears in his eyes flashing. Desperate grief, "Philip, am I the only one from now on?"

He asked again.

The same problem hit Philip again fiercely. He tried to control his emotions, but his hands began to tremble slightly because of too much control.

Finally, Philip released his hands clasping the steering wheel, slightly raised his chin, and looked at the rearview mirror frankly and frankly, greeted Lan Li’s line of sight, maintaining his usual manners for the past fifty years, calmly and unhurriedly. Not surprised, calmly answered, "Master Lan Li, I am here."

A simple word seemed to have no power, but it pressed heavily on Lan Li's chest. For a long time, there was no sound. It seemed that a century had passed before Lan Li replied softly, "Okay." But just a word, it seemed to consume all the energy in Lan Li's body, the tight shoulder line slowly drooped, and the whole person slowly leaned against the back of the chair, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It seems that I am tired, but I am finally relieved.

Seeing this kind of Lan Li, Philip's eyes became wet, and he wandered on the edge of tears, suppressed and suppressed, and finally managed to escape the crisis of collapse; however, the sight that fell on Lan Li's shoulders was not. The butler's seriousness and restraint disappeared, and it quietly became soft and warm.

Lan Li seemed to fall asleep just like that, and the carriage fell into silence again. But Philip was not in a hurry, so he stood quietly at his post, patiently feeling the passage of time, and quietly admiring the golden sunlight falling on the Mississippi River, sparkling and gurgling.

At this moment, they just wasted their time for a short while, just a short while.

"Philip, leave Hall's house and come to my house." Lan Li's voice sounded in the carriage again, calmly and calmly. If it hadn't been for the slight husky sound that exposed the truth, the calm tone would not be able to detect what had just happened. What happened, it seems that nothing has changed.

"Okay." Philip replied.

Lanly knew that Philip's dream was to be able to hold on to the position of steward until the end of his life. Now, he should guard Philip.

"You call Matthew and help buy a mansion in London. I can't always stay in Notting Hill every time I return to London." Lan Li continued to talk about his arrangements and plans.

"Okay." Philip replied again, but he glanced at Lan Li from the corner of his vision, and he could perceive the subtle differences in Lan Li's voice.

In the past, Lan Li always kept a certain amount of space away so that people could not get close, but he was always warm. Now Lan Li has a hint of indifference in his voice, that kind of cold indifference, sharp It stung Philip, and he couldn't help worrying.

Purchasing a mansion also means that Lanly has officially sounded the clarion call for counterattack: he will return to London, not like an occasional visit or a business trip, but a high-profile and strong return, just like the "Count of Monte Cristo" described by Alexandre Dumas , Officially announced that he was about to launch a counterattack.

This...not Lan Li. At least, Philip doesn't want Renly to change into this.

But Lanly seemed to perceive Philip's concern even though he still closed his eyes now, "They can't change me, and I won't change. It's just that some things, some decisions, I need to learn to move forward after all. Maybe I don't want to rule the world. , But at least I can protect my persistence, no one can hurt me. They have made a choice, then they must bear the price. This is reincarnation. We are all puppets trapped on the wheel of destiny, not ?"

Some people never know that "just enough is enough"; some people are always "getting an inch."

"As for Hayes and Maya, if they are willing to come and help, it would be great. Arthur, Andre and Eaton have many projects here that need help; and after buying the mansion, I also need help. To be honest, the emerging aristocracy is always inferior to the aristocratic family, is it?" Even at this time, Lan Li is still joking about the emerging aristocracy, this is to describe his family after he established himself.

Hayes and Maya are Philip’s children, both of whom are older than Lanly and have their own lives.

If Renly officially declares war on George and Elizabeth, they are both likely to be affected and dangerous objects at the forefront. Renly does not want this to happen; however, Renly’s expression is very considerate: not high above the ground. Reached out for help, but indicated that he himself needed help.

"...Okay." Philip knew that there was no room for maneuver. He even started to think: Should he just turn around and leave? This is the best solution? Now that things are getting worse, no one can predict where they will go in the future.

"Philip, do you think I should accept the award?" In silence, Lan Li asked a question, the core question; but his voice remained calm and he couldn't distinguish the specific emotions, which made people unable to guess.

"No." Philip answered calmly.

The corners of Lan Li's mouth rose slightly, and he let out a low smile, "Why?"

"It doesn't make any sense to you. If you must accept it, then you deserve better." Philip once again returned to his familiar butler appearance.

Lan Li asked curiously, "Do you know what medal the royal family is going to award to me?"

Rumors are only rumors after all, and internal rumors can only know a rough list. The prime minister, the cabinet, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, etc. who are responsible for nominating each year may have some news more or less, but the royal review and the specific medal level, Only a few top people can understand. In other words, the list of awards is not difficult to inquire, and the pervasive paparazzi find out the news early every time; but the medal level is only known to the party who received the invitation letter.

Philip shook his head, "I don't know. But I can be sure that you deserve better. After all, we are talking about the British royal family."

The understatement contained complaints and self-defeating: Obviously, Philip also understood the style of the royal family, and it was absolutely impossible to grant the young Lanli too high honor. Those "outdated and pedantic" traditions are exactly what Philip himself is insisting on, but the treatment of Lan Li is different after all.

"Ha." Lan Li couldn't help but chuckled, but he didn't explain what medal he refused; and Philip didn't ask further.

The two people in the carriage did not continue to speak, and then Philip restarted the engine, the car started slowly, and joined the traffic again.

But they didn't drive too far, and there was the sound of the police car's whistle behind them, and the sound of "woooooo" was extremely harsh, beckoning them to pull over and stop. Philip drove the car out of the traffic without knowing it, returned to the shoulder of the road, and stopped.

After waiting for a while, you can see two patrol officers approaching and knocking on the window of the car.

Philip rolled down the window and cast a questioning look politely.

"Please show your driving license and driver's license~lightnovelpub.net~ The patrol officer said, with a little uncertain hesitation in his voice, while Philip took out his ID, he then asked, "You just stopped by the side of the road. Very, very long, did something happen? Or are there any special circumstances? "

It seemed that it was not that there was any violation, but that it was too abnormal, which attracted the attention of the patrolmen.

"I was a little sleepy and felt that it was not appropriate to drive with fatigue, so I took the initiative to park on the side of the road, closed my eyes and rested for a while, and made sure that my tiredness had disappeared before I started on the road again." Philip still maintained his politeness and explained it methodically.

Explain this way... it seems that there are no flaws.

However, the patrolman still has some doubts, "Sorry, please understand our work, I can ask, who is the passenger in the back seat?"

Note: Everybody wants to rule the world (everybody-wants-rule-the-worldaron-wright). The recommended version is not the original version, but the cover version.