The Path Toward Heaven

Xueji looked at the sun outside the window, listening to the sound of the piano that was not exciting, but far enough away, and the dark eyes showed disgust.

She doesn't like the sun. The sun of this galaxy and the suns of all galaxies. If she knows the human star ignition plan, she will definitely support it.

The song was over, and slender, beautiful fingers rested quietly on the keys.

Jing Jiu looked out at the unsightly scenery outside the window. After a moment of silence, he closed the piano cover gently and said, "It seems ... It's time to recharge."

I am also interested in classes today. It is not a piano or an introduction to art works, but a choir class.

Stepped on a pothole covered by thin snow, crossed an unmanned basketball court and a low wall, and left the living area to enter the subway. Huaxi awkwardly extended his right hand and completed the traffic recharge this month with the help of the staff. Since the closure of the space channel, all public transportation on the planet has gradually begun to welfare, no longer need credit points.

It didn't take long for the brother and sister to come to the activity center of the city hall. Ms. Eve, wearing a short trench coat, holding a briefcase and a bit of bread in her mouth, walked in and hurried in, looking at them, with a smile on her face, and asked with care: "Is the keyboard that was sent last time useful? "

Thinking that the brothers and sisters are lonely and surely can't afford the piano, she found a second-hand piano dealer who moved a worthless virtual light keyboard and delivered it to the past.

"Thank you ..." Huaxi lowered her head and followed Jing Jiu, and replied a little shyly.

Is of course the mosquito controlled by the chilling. Of course, this family has to work **** it from purchasing to human contact.

Eve swallowed the bread, took out the insulated cup from the file bag and took a sip. Looking at Jing Jiu's pale and thin face, he pityed: "Have a good meal at home."

This time I don't need to talk about mosquitoes anymore. Jing Jiu hesitated for a moment, then gave a soft hum.

Ms. Eve escorted him to the door of the choir and watched him sit among the retired women. She couldn't help but smile and took Huaxi to the lounge.

The noisy children in the lounge saw Huaxi walk in with the big baby in it, and suddenly became very quiet. They sat down honestly in their respective positions, and a little boy carefully placed the remote control in Huaxi ’s Around him, he looked at the doll with some envy, and quickly backed away.

Parents are already accustomed to this picture, laughing, and do not know how these children think, actually spoiled Huaxi as a little queen.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all classes were over, Jing Jiu took Huaxi to walk across the street without getting off the subway, because Xue Ji suddenly wanted to go shopping.

The planet has been blocked for more than 100 days. There is no shortage of important resources related to food and medical treatment, but other commodities are still much less. The shopping mall is very deserted, and many shelves are empty. In the corner of the third floor, there is a special area for middle-aged and elderly people. The hangers are full of brightly colored clothes with eye-catching patterns. According to Xueji's wishes, Huaxi bought a few big red imitation silk clothes. The ring was settled.

The advertisement of the lights outside the subway window has been changed for a long time, constantly changing the image of the goods and the slogan on the front, and quickly brought them back to the living area.

Back to the 720th floor, Jing Jiu sat by the window, spread out his notebook on the piano, and started writing poems while holding a pencil.

Writing poems is obviously much more complicated than playing the piano. He thought for a long time without writing down his pen, his brows wrinkled beautifully.

After finishing the preliminary preparations for dinner, Huaxi pushed open the door and went to the next door.

As they live here, naturally the whole building belongs to them, and she planted a lot of flowers in the next room.

Some of those flowers were found by her in the wild, some were asked for by people in the activity center, and there were helpers from the cicadas. Those flowers were naturally excellent, some were viburnum, some were triangular maple, some were begonia, and apple flowers , No matter what the flowering period, casually and freely.

Huaxi squatted by the flowerpot to loose soil and cut branches, doing meaningless work, and sweat beads gradually oozed out on the small face, which was very joyful.

Cicada fell on a flower, slowly sucking nectar, and countless pupils watched her smallest movements, confirming that there were no omissions.

After a while, Huaxi felt tired, and wiped the dirt on his hands at random. When he came to the flower, he looked at Hanci with his eyes wide open and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Cicada didn't know if there was any deep meaning in this sentence. After hesitating for a moment, she rubbed her nails and gave a positive response.

Huaxi picked a flower and licked it to his lips. The smile on his face became happier, and he smiled and said: "It's sweet."

Xueji went directly through the wall to the next unit.

720 has six floors, and the floor in this unit was hollowed out by her to make it a patio-like architectural space. Several rows of bookshelves are arranged directly from the ground to the top of the six-story building, and it looks like a cliff composed of books, which gives an extremely dangerous feeling, as if the books will fall down like a sea wave at the next moment and pounce.

Xueji looked at the two red clothes bought in the mall. The clothes were disbanded immediately, and then a red cloak was formed, which fell on her and was not tacky.

Immediately after, dozens of books flew out of the elevated frame, swirling around her body like a bird, and the wind brought up the red cloak, which was pretty.

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"He looked up at the sky

Snow flakes up

He looked down at the ground

Fish plunges into the soil

Has a pair of eyes in the world

World blinking

You choose to forget

Or death? "(Note: Written by a friend.)

Pencil slides on the surface of the paper, leaving its wreckage with the sound of friction, writing down dark verses.

Jingjiu slowly put down his pencil and carefully read it several times through the twilight outside the window, not knowing whether it was appreciation or inspection.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Huaxi walked in with a red flower biting, and it was unclear what he said.

Jingjiu went to the next unit and looked at the six-storey bookshelf. He felt a little oppressed and his face was paler. Then he saw Xue Ji flying in the sea of ​​books and the red cape dancing with the wind. He felt that the scene was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember it for a long time, and said, "Eat ... meal."

Xueji doesn't eat, but every time she eats, she will sit beside her. The simple two dishes and rice are matched by the same simple, boring and repetitive news. There are some changes in the Star Chain fleet, and the chief executive of a certain star district is replaced, and finally there is something new in the end.

"Ms. Zhong Lizi completed the study at the Priest Academy and will officially succeed the Stargate Priestess next year. We all know that some time ago the Priest Academy announced the termination of this lady ’s studies. So what happened in the meantime? Here is the priest The live picture of the college graduation ceremony, we will enter the comment section later. "

Huaxi didn't care, and Xueji didn't care either.

Jing Jiu looked at the silver-haired girl in the ceremonial costume on the TV light screen, and again had the familiar feeling, but still couldn't remember anything ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The surface of the Star Gate, the grassland is endless, and the bottom is soft and wet The gravel is like a bustling world.

The tower-like sacrificial hall was brightly lit, and there was no quietness on weekdays. The priests and maids sat on the futon, with joy on their faces.

That sky-like gray veil, showing the picture of news, is the graduation ceremony of the main star priest academy. There are three new priests today, but the eyes of everyone in the field will naturally only fall on Zhong Lizi.

The priest of the Star Gate was sitting behind the gray curtain, with a smile of relief on his lips and corners, knowing that this matter should be related to the envoy called Zhao Layue.

Was just a very simple piece of news, and it soon ended, and everyone in the altar saluted toward the gray curtain and then dispersed.

In the early morning, a morning mist brought a cloud, and a figure appeared in the mist.

Stargate priest opened her eyes and looked.

A middle-aged scholar walked out of the cloud, with a wind and frost color, I do not know how old he is.

He walked to the celadon basin, looked at the few petals on the water, stretched out his hand, and lifted one piece, saying, "50 Avenue, Tianyan 49, I am one."

This scholar has wind and frost. He doesn't know his age, but his eyes are very clean. He has a naive naivety.

The Stargate Priestess thought he was the Qiu Zhai Lord Bu Qiuxiao mentioned by the gods in the book. At this time, he looked at his face, felt the innocent and natural atmosphere, and looked at the petal he was holding. Only then knew that the other party was Tong Yan. .

The name of the petal was written on it, trembling with the wind, and then dissipated in the morning light.

The fresh water droplets and the end of the flower turned into countless messages and entered his sea of ​​knowledge.