Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"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, "Wu Ye, as the coordinate of the Yuque Taowu Rebellion, was destroyed. According to the Fairy Boat Alliance, this sword has been completely destroyed and will sleep forever under the ashes of the Emperor Bow."

"The records left by that battle are extremely vague, and only this photo has been preserved."

Ji Zi and Walter cast their eyes on the photo on the table at the same time. It can be seen that although it has been technically restored, it is still a little blurry. The only thing that can be seen clearly is the side face of the boy turning around in the endless corpses.

Walter pondered for a moment and just shook his head, "If one day I arrive at the Fairy Boat, I believe all the answers will be answered, not to mention..."

"Everyone has a past that they don't want to mention. I think An Ming is trustworthy."

"You are right."

Ji Zi nodded in agreement. Everyone in the train group has secrets, but it doesn't mean that they will have a grudge against it.

The will to explore is inclusive. Even if the pace is different, as long as we always face the front, we are partners fighting side by side.

"Don't run!"

"You are right, but rules are meant to be broken!"

Next to the train compartment not far away, An Ming held a pillow and suppressed Xing with his bare hands. When he sensed the murderous intention behind him, he turned back to the body and shook his head in a Z shape, and directly pulled the sneak attacking Sanyueqi back to the bed.

The young Sanyueqi girl fell asleep after being hit by a pillow, and swore that she would never play a pillow war with An Ming again in her next life.

Dan Heng put his hands around his chest, and just shook his head coldly and helplessly when he saw this. When he was about to return to the think tank, he was hit in the face by a pillow.

The spirited Xing Tiandi stepped on Pam's mop and issued a declaration of war: "Dan Heng, heroes can't escape from the battlefield!"

Dan Heng: "..." Silently pulled off the pillow on his face, muttering something about a long dream, and then hit Xing with a pillow.

The melee ended with the invincible teacher Dan Heng's arbitrary decision. An Ming and Xing fell side by side on San Yue Qi's bed - youth has no price, and the three brothers fell asleep immediately.

"We Three" officially debuted!

Dan Heng shook his head helplessly, hugged the pillow and returned to the think tank, intending to study Wu Ye's past again, but if he wanted to truly understand that period of history, he might have to return to Xianzhou to get the answer.

Xing made a faint cry not long after lying on the bed, and his sleep was comparable to that of a cooked dead pig.

An Ming rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed in a daze, and 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, as if touching the stars in the sky, and his beautiful pink and blue eyes flashed with some complex emotions.

The white left leg was slightly bent, and the right leg was lazily leaning on the window sill. Sanyueqi noticed An Ming's sight and raised half of her delicate and lovely face. Her face, which was always smiling, was a little sad at this moment.

"What are you looking at?"

An Ming walked down from the bed slightly without disturbing the sleeping star.

Sanyueqi put her legs down on the windowsill and sat down. Her long white legs were slightly crossed and placed on the soft carpet. "Look, the universe is really big, and there are so many stars that you can't name."

From here, you can clearly see the stars outside the train. Sanyueqi's beautiful eyes reflected colors more gorgeous than the stars.

"I haven't told you yet, I was actually found in the six-phase ice, I have no memory, and no past," Sanyueqi smiled slightly, but there was a brief flash of confusion between her eyebrows.

"There used to be another me in the universe, maybe an ordinary person who participated in the interstellar journey, or maybe an envoy, or even a star god..."

March Seven smiled and looked at An Ming and said, "I always feel that you and I are the same kind."

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she had this idea when she saw An Ming for the first time. That inexplicable sense of familiarity might be more difficult to trace than the forgotten dream.

"Same beauty?"

"This is the first time I have seen such a shameless person!" March Seven jumped down from the windowsill in a bad mood, walked to An Ming and stretched out her right hand.

"Are you interested in watching the stars?"

"Hmm?"

Before An Ming finished speaking, he was pulled to the edge of the windowsill by March Seven's wrist. Sitting here, he could indeed see the mysterious and boundless sea of ​​stars. Perhaps this is the original meaning of pioneering.

Go to the depths of the unknown universe and witness the unknown beauty with your own eyes.

"It's beautiful, isn't it."

March Seven sat on the windowsill opposite An Ming, with pink hair falling naturally along her neck, revealing a full girlish atmosphere's fair skin.

The two sat facing each other, and the stars outside the window were shining.

"Ah?"

Xing, who woke up with a messy hair, saw this scene when she opened her eyes. She suspected that her head was damaged by Master Danheng's long dream.

So she hugged Sanyueqi's pillow, 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 dirty?"

Kafka looked at Yinlang and Liuying in confusion. The two beautiful girls returned to the base in a mess. As for Ren... he was probably still recovering.

"Tsk, someone relied on his invincibility to drift sideways under the pursuit of the company and drifted away for his own people," Yinlang collapsed into the sofa with no hope in life, thinking that he would never ride in Ren's car next time.

"I'll take a shower first, and I'll come back to tell you about the mission later."

Liu Ying looked at the dusty little face in the mirror, but smiled sweetly.

"By the way, Silver Wolf, look for Xing's electronic ID for me," Kafka thought that she would have to contact Xing in the near future, and Elio's script would soon come true.

"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 a little.

Kafka blinked, "Listen to me--"

"Stop, stop, stop, I'll tell you," Silver Wolf slid his index finger slightly and threw the information on the screen onto the big screen, and the five words "Kafka's dog" were particularly eye-catching.

Kafka was silent for a long time, and finally said faintly: "Should I... strengthen the psychological counseling for Xing?"

"Most likely he's useless..."

Silver Wolf crossed his legs and played video games, hoping that Xing wouldn't be counseled too badly by Kafka the next time they met.

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 even wanted to roll around on the bed with her pillow.

She thought that meeting An Ming had already used up her luck in this life, and she dared not ask for more happiness.

Today was a miracle for Liuying.