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Many years ago, someone said that her idea of building the Black Tower Space Station in an attempt to catch up with time was just a delusion. Even the Star Gods were chasing time and were helpless as time passed. How could you try to keep pace with time? , trying to transcend time?
But what she is chasing is never time... No matter how painful, desperate or even endless the road ahead is, as long as she moves forward correctly for the one she loves, no matter how aimless, it is better than being trapped in a trap. Being closer to happiness and beauty in the same place.
"We're almost at the top." Heita looked back and said softly.
"Well, the existence of the Ferris wheel is to slowly cross the sky with the person you like. The cable car of each Ferris wheel is a lock of love, which will tightly lock the two people in love together. When the Ferris wheel reaches At the highest level, if you kiss your lover and make a wish to never be separated for a lifetime, your love will last forever." Jiang Fan said softly.
"How long is a lifetime?" Heita asked softly.
"A lifetime. If I were a child, I would probably tell you that it is about hundreds of Amber Ages long." Jiang Fan held Heita's hand, "But a lifetime is not defined. The end is probably the moment I die. , that’s a lifetime.”
"You won't die, you won't die...never die again..." Heita looked down at his hand held by Jiang Fan and whispered softly several times.
Her words echoed in Jiang Fan's mind, spreading softly. In fact, this is a woman. She is the Black Tower Lady whose name is resounding throughout the universe, but so what? She is the envoy of the Star God and a scientist worshiped by countless people, but so what? If she likes you, she will be a fool who believes you in everything, and she will be a fool who cries for you.
She likes you, so she is actually very simple. She will believe whatever you say and support you in whatever you do. Just because she cares about you, even if you lie to her, she will believe it. So what if she is smart? She is just an idiot in front of the person she likes.
He suddenly remembered the words of the humpback whale, women... in the end they are all stupid guys, so you have to love them.
"Well, this is for you." Jiang Fan held Heita's hand tightly and took out a ring woven with maple leaves from his arms, "Weaved with maple leaves in front of the laboratory, the craftsmanship There should be no regression.”
Heita remained silent and did not speak. She just turned sideways and slowly stretched out her left hand. Her side face was breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight. Her long eyelashes were trembling up and down nervously or excitedly, and her straight nose slid up. After a drop of tear, his shadow was reflected in the purple pupils.
Jiang Fan lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He stretched out his hand and paused in mid-air. Complex emotions surged in his eyes. On the ring finger of Heita's left hand, he wore a ring woven from grass. Because of the passage of time, , the green color that was used to apply it has long since disappeared, and has even become dry and yellow, with burrs exploding at the corners.
He lowered his head and did not speak. He just took off the ring and carefully placed it on his thigh. He put the ring woven with maple leaves on her head and looked at it carefully.
"Isn't it a bit shabby?" Jiang Fan raised his head and looked at Heita's profile and said softly.
"What's in my hand is the best. Who dares to say it's shabby?" Heita shrugged her nose, tears falling uncontrollably. She carefully looked at the ring on her ring finger. She felt that she had been filled with happiness. It's the biggest treasure in the world.
Jiang Fan opened his arms and hugged Heita into his arms, gently touching her hair, feeling her body temperature, her smell, and the majestic and surging love.
He slowly pushed Heita's shoulders away, brought his face close to her and stopped one foot away from her. His deep eyes stared at Heita for a moment, and a certain emotion burst out like a volcano.
"You..." Heita opened his mouth to say something.
Before Heita could continue speaking, Jiang Fan lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips. At this moment, the Ferris wheel reached its highest point under the gaze of the stars, and the overwhelming moonlight poured into the carriage and draped it hazily on the carriage. For men and women in love.
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Work hard today.. Work hard..
Chapter 71 Chess pieces?
"What kind of big game are you playing?"
In the vast universe, this place is like the end of the center of the world. Dozens of black holes are swallowing everything wantonly. These stars are drifting in the universe, symbolizing nothingness. Any star is like a lamb in front of it, but there is one. The two-story white building wanders among these black holes, as leisurely as strolling in your own back garden.
"No, this is not a game of chess. It never has been. This should be a script." The man stood by the window and looked at the stars. They were devouring everything like a perpetual motion machine and growing stronger.
"You should understand the cost of doing this. You involve too many..."
"Price? But everything in the world has a price, eating has a price, drinking has a price, even sleeping has a price. How can you do something without paying a price?" The man shook his head.
"But there are some costs you can't bear. Akivili paid the price for his journey, and the dragon also paid the price for everything he did."
"There is no unbearable price for me. Even that price is unbearable for me." The man shook his head and walked to the sofa to sit down, pouring red wine into the glass in front of him and himself.
The man was very quiet during the process of pouring the wine, and his hand holding the bottle was very steady. But when he poured the last glass of wine, his hand began to tremble unconsciously. The hand holding the bottle instantly let go, letting the bottle fall. It fell to pieces on the ground.
"Are you injured?" He frowned slightly.
"Well, that's right. Strictly speaking, he is about to die." The man shook his head nonchalantly, raised his head and drank half of the wine glass, looking like he was drinking boiled water.
"I'm afraid you are the only one who can express the fact that he is about to fall with such indifferent words, but Nanook will not give up this opportunity easily. You also involve Bo Shizun, Creeper, and even Fuli. Inside." He said softly.
"No, Fuli is voluntary, and Nanook is not qualified. In my eyes, he is just a little brat who runs around the universe with a bare butt and a wooden sword. If it is IX, I may still have a headache for a while. ." The man shook his head indifferently, with blazing divinity bursting out from his pupils, "They will not be the last ones to enter the game. No one can disobey my will, not even the Star God."
"Is it worth it? For the illusory possibility?"
"Of course, he will sit on that throne, with all his will, overlooking all living things, as if the young Roman emperor finally returned to his own Pantheon, so if it is faster, if it is faster, I can cover him again When?" The man sighed, like a parent who is worried about his child.
"What a perfect script, what a perfect chess game. All the Star Gods are in it, with nowhere to escape. It's so bold. They will use all their strength to destroy it, just like Taizyuros." He A heartfelt sigh.
"That little bug is too impatient. I have tried to persuade him, but he always thinks that I am the gatekeeper of the old era, an immutable old-fashioned person. Today's young star gods are always too impatient and always think that the old man's words are harmful. "He." The man took a selfie of his thigh with emotion, "Just like that young man Lan, so impatient."
"Aren't you afraid of ending up like Taizyuros?" He asked softly.
"Why are you afraid? Are you afraid of a few young children holding wooden knives and wooden swords?" the man asked.
"Of course not, but that old antique Creeper will definitely stand up, but you are already injured, how much strength do you have?" He nodded slightly.
"A wounded lion is not afraid of a group of hares attacking it." The man shook his head, "Just like I am not afraid of you, even though I know you are not Idrila, I still told you so much, Ah ha."
"Oh, my God, you still discovered me, even though there is no God in this world." He looked sad and opened his hands as if praying to God.
"You'd better bring me some fine wine next time you come, provided you don't add popping candy to it or use Coke instead." The man nodded slightly.
"I will be very sad when you die. Compared with those old-fashioned and those who only know how to fight and kill, you are my real friend, man." He looked downcast.
"My acting skills need to be improved. You said the same thing when you blew up Akivelli's train." The man raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh, my God! You have noticed it again. This world should have a God, so that he can hear my prayer." His sad hands were placed in front of him, as if praying.
"You can create a God." The man snapped his fingers, and an unopened bottle of red wine fell into his hand.
"Hallelujah! My friend! You are the real hero, what a wonderful joy!" He smiled in surprise, pretending to wish the man a blessing with a cheek gift.
"You'd better stay away from me, or I'll accidentally crush your mask again." The man poured himself another glass of red wine and said calmly.
"Oh...it's so cruel...I'm really sad..." He pretended to wipe away the tears with a downcast face.
"You can go, a new guest has arrived." The man glanced at him and waved his hand indifferently.
"My friend, I really look forward to our next meeting. Is there a woman hidden in your room? Oh my God! Shippe and Idlila are still kept in the dark!" He pretended to be surprised. Cover your mouth.
"She... I brought her back from the imaginary number space. IX is always good at those weird things. Shipe and Idrila have their missions. Can you understand what I say? Ha." The man said calmly.
"Of course, my friend, we are the best friends in the world, aren't we? Looking forward to meeting next time ~ Hallelujah!" He bowed slightly and shouted with open arms as he left.
The man drank red wine in small sips, staring at the rushing stars outside the window with his deep black pupils in silence.
"Faster... faster..." The man stood up and let out a long sigh, "I... when you come back to the world, all the rebels will die."
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[The number of life simulators is limited to once per day. It is refreshed on time at zero o'clock every day. It cannot be superimposed. Whether to enable today's life simulation. 】
"Start simulation."
Chapter 72 Stupid question
When Jiang Fan came out of the shower, Heita was lying on his side on the bed and fell asleep holding the Q version of Jiang Fan's doll.
Her sleeping posture is very obedient, curled up against the wall like a kitten balled up, snoring slightly and evenly. The bedside is filled with various dolls, but they are all her own Q-version dolls and Jiang Fan's Q-version doll image, it's rare to see her with such a girlish heart.
There was a dark pitch black outside the porthole window, and from time to time there would be meteors dragging across in arcs, creating a ripple. Jiang Fan put his towel on the chair in front of the floor-length mirror, and sat at the end of the bed to watch Heita's sleeping face.
He and Heita came back after riding the Ferris wheel. Wherever they passed along the way, department staff would stand up straight to show respect, and the admiration and gossip in their eyes almost overflowed.
Especially the young man named Alan, who was escorted with a knife along the way, watching all directions and listening in all directions. He had no doubt that if someone blocked the way between him and the Black Tower, Alan would jump like a tiger with a knife and shout Say 'Leave Mr. Jiang Fan'.
Before leaving, he patted Alan on the shoulder and looked at him with gratified eyes and nodded slowly. If it weren't for the black tower standing by and exuding air pressure all the time, Alan would probably bow down and shout, "Alan." I have been wandering for half my life, and today I finally meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty. If my husband does not give up, I would like to worship him as my lord."
He was shocked when he entered Heita's room. He looked around and saw that the walls were all filled with photos of herself, either smiling or indifferent. In front of the dressing table was the purple rose that never withered, and a purple Music box, there is her own Q-version doll in every corner of the room, but every one of her own dolls is accompanied by his Q-version doll, and no one is alone.
The framed photos in front of the bedside table were the photos of him and Heita when they were children. At that time, the sky was very blue, the maple trees were full of fiery red maple leaves, and there were white gulls rising and falling over the church behind them. The boy and girl in the photo were facing each other. Smiling for the camera, her smile is beautiful.
The scene he imagined was that the two people continued to talk about their thoughts after entering the room, playing around in bed, or playing an exciting game of flying chess, and whoever lost took off their clothes... But he was far away He overestimated the Black Tower and also overestimated himself.
He once heard a senior say that when a woman is held in your arms and she draws circles with her fingers on your chest, it proves that she is going to ask some stupid questions. Sure enough, the senior did not deceive him. , even someone as smart as Black Tower cannot escape this law.
"Who do you think is more beautiful, me or those two little girls?"
"Of course you are beautiful, your nickname is Black and Beautiful."
"Then do you think those two little girls are so stupid that they can't compare with me?"
"Of course, you're the smartest girl."
"What do you think about my figure and their figure? Who is better?"
"Of course it's you. When you lower your head and look at your toes, you are stunningly beautiful in the world. Who can compare with you?"
Later, the questions Heita asked became more and more outrageous. Whose hair smells better, who has a better personality, who has better-looking feet, who has the most perfect body proportions, in short, there are all kinds of things. Weird question.
Jiang Fan has been silently nodding his head, saying it's you or you, but muttering in his heart, you don't let me see your body proportions, and don't let me touch your feet. I can tell. Ball, as Rebus once said, if you have the ability, you can sell it. If you have the ability, show it and let me appreciate it.
In the end, Heita was really sleepy, so he escaped and found an excuse to take a shower. When he came out again, she was already asleep. The girl who had been chattering for more than ten minutes finally calmed down and fell asleep. Beauty, the room is completely quiet.
He looked at Heita's side face and was immediately fascinated. He was thinking wildly in his mind when he was suddenly interrupted by the system's mechanical female voice prompt.
[The number of life simulators is limited to once per day. It is refreshed on time at zero o'clock every day. It cannot be superimposed. Whether to enable today's life simulation. 】
"Climb, didn't I say I wanted to use Alicia's voice?" Jiang Fan curled his lips and carefully lay down next to Heita.
The life simulator was silent and did not speak. Suddenly, he felt that money was hard to make and shit was hard to eat.
[How about restarting the life simulation when you have time? You must not bear to let my lovely me be lonely, right? ~?】
[This handsome young man, would you like to take part in this Sims journey? ~?]
"What words! What words are these! It is imperative." Jiang Fan turned sideways and hugged Heita's slender waist, saying firmly in his heart.
【No matter when and where, life simulator will respond to your expectations~?】
[The life simulator begins~? Let this beautiful life like a flower bloom again! ~?]
[Please choose three from the following random talents to start the simulation~?]
【Light(White/Green/Blue/Purple/Gold/Red)(Locked):? ? ? ? ? ? 】
[Heavenly Jealousy of Talents (Purple): You are extremely talented and have wisdom far beyond ordinary people, but you are synonymous with being weak and sickly. 】
[Dragonborn (Purple): The descendant of the Star Dragon who is in charge of the "immortal" destiny. He can transform into a dragon, has a long lifespan and has the ability to regenerate. 】
[Poker person (white): Likes to make junk, thinks that the meaning of life is to make junk, and his life span is slightly increased. 】
[Gambler/Chess and Cards Master (Blue): You are not the God of Gamblers, you are a man stronger than the God of Gamblers. (You may not know the concept of winning 20 million with only 578. We generally only use two There is only one word to describe this kind of person, a gambling monster.)]
【Dual personality(?):? ? ? ? ? ? 】
[Hypnosis app (white): It seems that the hypnosis app is not very effective, but you can still hypnotize children to coax their pocket money. ]
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[When the setting sun falls towards the distant mountain tops, the flashing neon colors play a prelude to the rising moonlight, but if it is just a cold brilliance, it is not enough to light thousands of quiet candles in my heart, a night without street lights. , the stars are the only torches, I hope the stars can guide you in the direction, Xier, Bronya-Jiang Fan. 】