Chapter 41 Stars
“Walter, what do you think?”
The steaming black tea exudes a charming and elegant aroma, and Ji Zi's eyes reveal a thoughtful look.
Walter stared at the starry sky outside the train window. "Wuye was destroyed as the coordinate of the Yuque Taowu Rebellion. According to the Immortal Boat Alliance, this sword has been completely destroyed and will sleep forever under the ashes of the Emperor Bow."
"The records of the battle are extremely vague, and only this photo remains."
Ji Zi and Walter simultaneously cast their eyes on the photo on the table. They could see that despite the technical restoration, it was still a little blurry. The only thing that could be seen clearly was the side face of the boy turning around among the endless corpses.
Walter hesitated for a moment and just shook his head, "If we reach the Immortal Boat one day, I believe all the answers will be answered, not to mention..."
"Everyone has a past that they don't want to talk about. I think An Ming is trustworthy."
"you're right."
Ji Zi nodded in agreement, everyone in the train crew had secrets, but that didn't mean they would hold a grudge against each other.
The will to explore is inclusive. Even if the pace is different, as long as we always move forward, we are partners fighting side by side.
"Don't run!"
"You're right, but rules are made to be broken!"
Next to the train compartment not far away, An Ming held a pillow and suppressed Jiang Xing with his bare hands. The moment he sensed the murderous intention from behind, he used his body skills to move back to the Z-shaped shaking dragon and raised his head to directly pull the sneak attacking San Yue Qi back to the bed.
The young girl, San Yue Qi, fell asleep after being hit with a pillow and swore that she would never play pillow fight with An Ming again in her next life.
Dan Heng clasped his hands in front of his chest and just shook his head coldly and helplessly. The moment he was about to go back to the think tank, Xing hit him in the face with a pillow.
The spirited Emperor Xing Tian stepped on Pam's mop and declared war: "Dan Heng, a hero can't escape from the battlefield!"
Dan Heng: “…” He silently pulled off the pillow on his face, muttering something about a long dream, and then he gave Xing a pillow attack.
The melee finally ended with the invincible teacher Dan Heng's arbitrary decision. An Ming and Xing fell side by side on San Yueqi's bed - youth has no price, and the three brothers fell asleep immediately.
The group "We Three" officially debuted!
Dan Heng shook his head helplessly, hugged his pillow and returned to the think tank, intending to study Wuye's past again. However, if he wanted to truly understand that history, he would probably have to return to Xianzhou to get the answer.
Xing lay in bed for a short while before he let out a faint snore, sleeping as soundly as a cooked pig.
An Ming rubbed his eyes and climbed out of bed in a daze. The warm light of the small table lamp illuminated the edge of the bed.
On the table at the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, San Yue Qi reached out and touched the window surface, as if touching the stars in the sky, and her beautiful pink-blue eyes flashed with some complex emotions.
The fair left leg was slightly bent, and the right leg was lazily leaning on the windowsill. San Yueqi noticed An Ming's gaze and raised half of her delicate and lovely face. Her face, which usually always had a smile on it, now looked a little sad.
"looking at what?"
An Ming stepped down from the bed in small steps, without disturbing the sleeping Xing.
San Yue Qi put his legs down on the windowsill and sat down, with his long white legs slightly crossed and placed on the soft carpet. "Look, the universe is really big, and there are so many stars that I can't name."
From here you can clearly see the starry sky outside the train. March 7's beautiful eyes reflect colors more brilliant than the stars.
"I haven't told you yet, but I was actually found in the six-phase ice. I have no memory and no past," March Seven smiled slightly, but a hint of confusion flashed across his eyebrows for a brief moment.
"There used to be another me in the universe. Maybe I was an ordinary person who participated in an interstellar journey, or maybe I was an envoy, or even a star god..."
San Yue Qi smiled and looked at An Ming and said, "I always feel like you and I are of the same kind."
She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she had this thought when she saw An Ming for the first time. That inexplicable sense of familiarity might be even more difficult to pursue than a forgotten dream.
"Same beauty?"
"This is the first time I've seen such a shameless person!" San Yueqi jumped down from the windowsill in annoyance, walked to An Ming and stretched out his right hand.
"Are you interested in looking at the stars?"
"Ok?"
Before An Ming could finish his words, San Yue Qi grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the edge of the windowsill. Sitting here, he could indeed see the mysterious and boundless sea of stars. Perhaps this was the original meaning of exploration.
Go forward into the depths of the unknown universe and witness with your own eyes the unknown beauty.
"It's beautiful."
San Yueqi sat on the windowsill opposite An Ming, her pink hair falling naturally along her neck, revealing her fair skin that was full of girlish charm.
The two of them sat facing each other, with the stars shining brightly outside the window.
"what?"
Xing woke up with a messy hair and saw this scene when he opened his eyes. He suspected that his head was damaged by Master Danheng's long dream.
So she hugged the pillow of March 7, muttered something that she must still be dreaming, turned over and continued to sleep.
Sanyueqi and Anming looked at each other and laughed.
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"Why are you so gray?"
Kafka looked at Silver Wolf and Firefly in confusion. The two beautiful girls returned to the base in a disheveled state. As for Blade... he was probably still recovering.
"Tsk, someone took advantage of his invincibility and tried side drifting while being chased by the company, and drifted away with his own people," Silver Wolf slumped into the sofa with a look of despair, and thought to himself that next time he would never ride in a car driven by Ren no matter what.
"I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll come back to you about the mission later."
Liuying looked at the dusty little face in the mirror and smiled sweetly.
"By the way, Silver Wolf, please help me find Xing's electronic ID," Kafka thought that she would have to contact Xing in the near future, and Elio's script would soon be fulfilled.
"Let me see...Uh, are you sure?"
Silver Wolf glanced at the name of the ID, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
Kafka blinked. "Listen to me—"
"Stop, stop, stop. I'm telling you." Silver Wolf slid his index finger slightly to throw the information on the screen onto the big screen. The five words "Kafka's dog" were particularly eye-catching.
Kafka was silent for a long time, and finally said quietly: "Should we... provide Xing with some psychological counseling?"
"Most likely it's useless..."
Silver Wolf crossed his legs and started playing video games, hoping that the next time they met, Xing wouldn't be tutored too badly by Kafka.
As expected of Kafka’s dog, he is so capable.
In Liuying's bedroom.
The girl in front of the mirror could hardly hide the excitement on her pretty face, and she even wanted to roll around on the bed with her pillow.
She originally thought that meeting An Ming had already used up all her luck in life, and she didn't dare to ask for more happiness.
Today is a miracle for Firefly.