Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

It was an old apartment. If it were not for the first time, Lu Zhou could hardly believe that in the 22nd century, the maglev road network had spread throughout the country, and there were actually buildings under 20 floors.

Parked the car on the top of the building, Lu Zhou and Xingbian followed the old man's footsteps and came to the door of a room door.

He pulled out a rare metal key from his pocket, and after the old man opened the door, he gestured to the two people behind him.

"Actually the conditions were pretty good here before ... but no one has lived in it for a long time, so please come in."

Without saying anything extra, Lu Zhou nodded and stepped over the door in front of him.

However, the moment he stepped over it, a familiar feeling rushed to his face.

"this is……"

As if expecting that Lu Zhou would show such an expression, the old man smiled and said.

"Surprisingly? Everything here is modeled after your childhood room and is constantly updated over time. Even if you accidentally get messed up, you will be quickly restored ... I was 20 years old. "

Is this intended to simulate my living environment as a child?

Unexpectedly, they actually did this ...

Thinking about this in his heart, Lu Zhou couldn't help crying and laughing, and didn't know what to say for a while.

I always feel that the people in charge of this plan seem to have done a lot of work in strange places.

However, it is too whimsical to expect that he can be "recreated" in this way.

Staring at the arrangement in the room for a long time, Lu Zhou said suddenly.

"Has he always grown up in such an environment?"

"Yes, my father lived in the shadow of the name of Academician Lu, even my childhood ... Until the forties and fifties, the bloodline project was announced to end, and this requires a new sociological experiment to stop. . "

The throat knot moved slightly, Lu Zhou said with a complex expression.

"Then he hates me?"

"How is that," said the old man with a smile, giving Lu Zhou a comforting look, "regardless of whether this life is what he wants, but at least he has 99% of the people in this world in his lifetime. Wealth and respect not to have. This feeling may be boring, but it will not be a reason to hate you ... not to mention, when he learns that you are actually his father, Lu Xiaotong is only his nominal mother. It has been a long time since he was an adult. "

"So has he become a scholar?"

"It's a pity that I didn't, but I became an artist," the old man smiled, and continued, "apart from what you see in front of him, he has only a small part of his life, which is miscellaneous The piano in the room. The piano accompanied him throughout his childhood and the rest of his life ... Of course, there is also the kitchen, where the kitchen utensils are also arranged by himself. Although he always claims to be He wants to be a chef more than a scholar, but he has to say that he is in the culinary field ... this life is probably completely insulated from pots and pans. "

Lu Zhou: "The dishes he makes are hard to eat?"

As if remembering something sad, the old man sighed.

"It's not just unpalatable ... except for the taste he eats, others cannot swallow."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou's face finally showed a gratifying smile.

This is probably the first time he has such an expression today.

"He doesn't look like me at all ..."

After a pause, Lu Zhou looked at the old man standing next to him and continued.

"Is that piano still in the utility room?"

The old man nodded: "I'm still there if I remember correctly, but for so long ... I'm not sure if it will play."

"Can you show me over?"

"of course can."

With that said, the old man walked ahead, leading the landing boat and the two men on the side of the sentence to the utility room.

This room is probably the only place in the whole house that is different from Lu Zhou's former residence. It contains a lot of eliminated furniture, Lu Yuan's personal collections, and the piano placed in the most prominent position.

On that piano stand, Lu Zhou saw something familiar, so he went forward and took him from the piano stand.

That's a ring box.

In appearance, it has been on for some years.

Looking at the ring box in the hand of the landing boat, a look of nostalgia appeared in the old man's eyes, and he continued.

"This is the relic of my grandma ... and the only relic left by my father besides this piano. There was a time when my father hoped to find the one who abandoned him and His mother's biological father didn't realize until later that his father had been hanging on the wall, and the one who had raised him was actually his adoptive mother. "

"But to this day, I have been wondering who the ring in this ring box was given to, or is it just a beautiful lie in itself, the ring inside did not exist from the beginning--"

"No," interrupting the old man, Lu Zhou opened the box in his hand, his index finger touched the yellowed goose down pad, and said softly, "This ring box ... is actually mine."

Hearing this unexpected answer, the old man's face showed an aggressive expression.

"But ... why did it show up with your sister?"

There was also a weird expression on the side of Xing's face, which seemed to be thinking something not polite.

However, Lu Zhou did not care what strange things they were thinking at the moment, as if he was telling a distant past, and continued.

"Obviously, she got it from that person."

"I remember very well. Before I went to Mars, I put it under the pillow. There should have been a ring in it, and a love letter about 200 words was right ..." There was a look of nostalgia on his face, Lu Zhou continued, "It's almost like it happened yesterday."

The ring and love letter are gone. I think she should have seen the "last words" left on her wrist computer.

But somehow, she gave the ring box to her sister's hands.

With a complex mood, Lu Zhou carefully pulled out the goose down pad, wanting to see the place where he originally wrote the love letter.

However, at the moment when his goose down pad was pulled off, a piece of paper fell out of it.

"New clue?"

A happy expression appeared on his face for a moment, but Xingbian soon realized that his reaction was a little out of time, so he quickly coughed, and a sad expression was hung on his face again, "Please be sad ..."

"If you really care for me, please go to the door and stand for a while."

Inclined a glance at Tan Xing, who would be so anxious, that Lu Zhou carefully unfolded the yellowed note.

Not surprisingly, this should be her reply.

All the clues are connected at this moment, and he finally understands why she handed the box to her sister's hands.

[When you saw this letter, I probably had gone to a very distant place ... but I thought that there might not be farther away than where you went, at least on the scale of distance, this journey is There is no end. 】

[I also thought about a possibility, in fact you are still alive, but you feel too tired, and you want to take a break to empty your brain, so I chose to cover it all with an earthquake ... but this brain hole, I Even if it is a science fiction blockbuster, I dare not shoot it like this. 】

【do you know? After seeing your last words, I really, really wanted to hit your meal, but the mushrooms cool eventually restrained wayward ...... after all, but that scene was a sea of ​​people, and you do so affectionate to me to marry him. 】

[... then, under their testimony, I promised you. Marriage proposal. So, we are husband and wife now, you can't run away, don't run either! 】

[Thinking about it, I still can't let go of you asshole, but ... even if it doesn't go away, the disaster has already happened. As your wife, the only thing I can do for you is to complete those unfinished wishes for you. 】

[Fortunately, everything is going well, and Xiaotong also supports me very much ... Although it may be a wayward way, you have a lot of wayward ways, this time it's my turn to wayward ways. 】

[Yes, I'll give you a copy of the love letter, and I'll take the ring in the box. After all, I have agreed to your proposal, it is now my thing. 】

[I will take it to Tiancang Wu, the star that belongs to us. 】

[You told me that many years later, when people looked at the star and made a wish to it, all the stories that came to mind were about us. 】

[I will do it for you. 】

[The promise you made to me. 】

Looking at Lu Zhou who put down the stationery, Xingbian saw him not talking for a long time, and was about to step forward to comfort him.

However, the moment he put his right hand on Lu Zhou's shoulder, he suddenly found that the man in front of him was in tears ...