Chapter 10 The Day I Was Missed
After nightfall, the dormitory was lit with warm light.
Liuying's room is right next to Anming's, and he applied for it using his privilege, which makes it much more convenient for him to train in swordsmanship.
The midsummer evening breeze was very warm. The window in front of the table was open, and the white curtains were gently blown up from time to time. Whiter than the curtains was the nightgown that Firefly was wearing.
A pair of fair calves peeked out from under the white gauze skirt. She stepped on the clean wooden floor with some hesitation, but after a brief ideological struggle, she finally walked into the room.
"good evening."
Liuying looked at An Ming's profile and felt that he was so attractive that she wouldn't get tired of him even if she looked at him for a year.
The clouds floating across the sky when you are bored, the deep Milky Way at night, and An Ming leaning against the window thinking about something, these are all scenes that Liuying considers to be very relaxing and comfortable.
"Good evening," An Ming was awakened from his thoughts by Liuying. The girl walked lightly on the wooden floor to the table, and quietly pulled out a chair and sat down as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
On the table was the oak cake roll that I bought in the afternoon. It looked very ordinary, but I didn’t know how it tasted.
Liuying used a fork to clumsily cut the cake roll into small pieces, picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth in one breath, her cheeks puffed up like a cute little rabbit.
"Good times."
She expressed her love for the cake in a somewhat unclear voice, her rosy eyes lit up, and there were some cake crumbs at the corners of her mouth. She looked extremely adorable.
When An Ming saw Liuying was happy, he also became happy. He picked up a piece of cake and put it into his mouth. His expression instantly became a little distorted. It felt like he had swallowed a whole old tree root raw.
It was so unpalatable that even An Ming could hardly accept it. No wonder this kind of cake couldn't be sold.
She looked up and saw Liuying still chewing the cake with gusto. Her legs were swinging back and forth under the table in a good mood. When she realized An Ming was staring at her, she said a little embarrassedly, "Does my eating manner look ugly?"
"so cute."
"...!"
Liuying's cheeks flushed as she lowered her head slightly and whispered, "This is my first time eating cake, thank you."
The funds that the cyborgs can freely dispose of are pitifully small, and most of them have to be used for daily necessities. For Liuying, a luxury like cake is just something beautiful that she can only gaze at through the transparent glass of the cupboard.
An Ming suddenly felt that the cake in his mouth seemed not so difficult to swallow anymore.
On such an ordinary summer night, the two of them ate a not-so-delicious cake and told each other everything about each other.
Showing everything about yourself is the way boys and girls express their feelings, simple and passionate.
[At the age of 13, your relationship with Liuying became closer. In addition to daily sword practice, you were always inseparable in daily life.]
[Caesar also came several times during this period to discuss matters related to Molten Knight pilots with you, and decided to recommend you to become a formal pilot when you graduate at the age of 16, and Liuying will be responsible for explaining to you the information about the Molten Knight.]
[In the past year, the Empire's cavalry has been invincible in the galaxy. Even the bred Zerg cannot stop the cavalry. How can other planets stop this never-extinguishing molten fire?]
After finishing the sword training as usual, An Ming noticed that Liuying on the opposite side was a little absent-minded, which was rarely seen in her who was always serious.
Rather than saying that it was absent-minded, it would be more accurate to say that Firefly was often in a daze throughout the whole day, as if it was thinking about something.
It all started from the meeting not long ago. Although the time was set for the graduation year, he still had to learn how to drive the Molten Knight during this period. If he wanted to train, he couldn't avoid the name he had heard before.
mountains.
Caesar told An Ming that he could go to the mountains for training at any time and conduct further evaluation based on the results of the training.
The final date was set for the next day. An Ming would go to the so-called mountains for the first time. Ever since Liuying heard the news, she became a little uneasy, and she was often distracted.
Liuying sat cross-legged on the side of the practice room. Her silver-gray hair was tied into a pair of ponytails for ease of movement, and her green hair accessories remained unchanged.
She placed her hands on her cheeks, forming a cute curve, and just looked at An Ming quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Liu Ying?"
An Mingdu walked in front of Liuying but she didn't react at all. He reached out and poked her small nose.
A cold aura suddenly burst out from Liuying's body, but it instantly dissipated after she realized it was An Ming. She avoided his sight a little embarrassedly and asked in a low voice: "Is the break time over?"
"It's still early," An Ming said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. After sitting next to Liu Ying, he asked, "You want to say something, right?"
"Eh?"
Liuying blinked in surprise, "You can read minds!"
"It's all written on her face," An Ming thought that Liuying was really easy to understand and would directly express whatever was on her mind.
"No," Liuying puffed her lips, her eyes like sunset glow were full of hesitation, but she still made up her mind and said, "Anming, can we not go to the mountains?"
Her tone was solemn and her eyes were extremely serious.
An Ming knew that Liu Ying was not the type to joke in such a tone, "If that is your wish, I will give up going to the mountains."
For An Ming, the purpose of becoming a Molten Knight was to meet Liuying again. Now that this goal has been achieved, it doesn’t matter whether he is a Molten Knight or not.
As long as I can always be with Liuying, it doesn’t matter if I don’t become a Molten Knight.
An expression of incomprehension flashed across Liuying's eyes, "Why..." When she saw An Ming's expression, she hesitated. If becoming a Molten Knight was An Ming's dream, then wouldn't her idea be too selfish?
Her expression was heartbreaking. Her rosy eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. She tightly grasped An Ming's arm and said word by word, "I don't want you to die."
Liuying is a Molten Knight. No one understands better than her the cruel fate that one has to face after becoming a Molten Knight. She doesn't want An Ming to bear that pain.
"I...I feel so weird."
Liuying smiled and shed tears, not knowing what was stirring in her heart. "I have never been afraid of death, but why am I so afraid of losing you after meeting you?"
"But it would be wrong to take away your dreams just for my wishes."
"You're not right."
An Ming wiped away the crystal tears on Liu Ying's cheeks and said with a smile: "My dream from the beginning was just to see you again, not to become a Molten Knight."
"Me?" Liuying blinked her beautiful eyes blankly. No matter how slow her heart was, it still beat faster, and the thumping sound kept echoing deep in her mind.
She is just a weapon, a genetically modified human without human rights. Will she ever be missed?
The third rule of the cyborg rules is that you are not allowed to have emotions.
They are weapons, and weapons cannot have feelings.
But at this moment, the violent beating of the heart in the chest was difficult to suppress. Liuying just stared at An Ming, but her heartbeat became faster and faster.
"I must be sick..."
Liuying covered her chest and gasped violently. She felt a little dizzy. Her eyes went dark and she fell directly into An Ming's arms.