He and It

After reading one page, Gu Xingqiao put it down gently and turned to another page.

"That day, you asked me whether my love for you is out of love for objects or for people of the same kind. I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't answer you accurately. You are not an object, and I can't dispose of it at will. You, I want you to laugh spontaneously, talk and walk spontaneously. When I feel you walking aimlessly in the ship, sitting and lying down relaxedly, my chest is filled with happy emotions, because watching a The real, unpredictable you are so wonderful.”

"But you are not the same kind. Our structures and species are all completely different. There is no doubt about your tenacity and your beauty amazes me, but your body is so fragile. I don't know what to do with you. . Any insignificant injury caused to me can destroy you more than a hundred times."

"Just two weeks ago, I expressed my view on your artificial thoracic vertebrae as 'it can better adapt to the battlefield, it is logical'. However, now - as I write now, when I think of the scars on your body, I think of you. The thoracic vertebrae that had been replaced made me restless and unbearable, even if I was just simulating the scene at that time."

On the letter paper, a heavy pause was written behind the iron-painted silver hook, bringing the entire paragraph to an abrupt end.

"... I'm sorry that I lost control of my strength and broke the pen - what I want to say is that even if I just simulate the scene at that time, I will be tortured by extreme anger."

"There are stains. I really want to change the letter paper. However, thinking that this can give you a glimpse of my attitude, I tolerate this imperfection. Please forgive me for this little thought."

How can anyone tell his true feelings directly?

Gu Xingqiao smiled helplessly.

"In such a short period of time, my attitude has changed drastically. I wonder, is this also the scary thing about 'love'?"

At the end of this long letter, Tian Yuan wrote solemnly: "You are not the same kind, nor an object, you are you, unique in the universe. My understanding of feelings is indeed not as mature as yours, but I can learn. You don't have to Trust me, but please also trust my learning ability."

"According to human habits, I need to end here and wish you all the best, but since you are here, I will not allow you to be bad, so just omit this sentence. Tianyuan."

finish watching.

Gu Xingqiao held the letter and sat silently by the bed for a long time. After a long time, he stood up, went to the drawer to find a document bag, unfolded the two letters flatly, put them in intact, and then returned to the table. Come forward and pick up the cutlery.

"Silly words." He murmured, picked up a piece of meat steak that was kept at a good temperature, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and drank the sweet and sour tomato soup.

...What a series of stupid words.

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At night, the timer turned twelve hours again. Gu Xingqiao was lying on the bed, with his hands under his head, looking at the ceiling in trance.

There was a pile of crumpled paper on the table, and the pen rolled in the middle of the paper, making the whole thing a mess.

He was thinking about whether to reply to Tianyuan.

I want to answer something, but I can't say it; if I don't answer something, I feel that it can't be justified.

Trouble, trouble...

Gu Xingqiao turned over gloomily.

However, looking at the bright side, at least the two of them are struggling with the emotional issues this time. Unlike in the past, when there were rumors of an affair between him and Sissel, the bitch would neither deny nor admit it. At most, when the rumors were rampant, he would lightly advise, "Don't talk anymore," "It's not what you think." …

Go away, the more I recall it, the more disgusting and angry I become. Why didn't you understand his evil heart and lungs at first? Why did you just keep your head down stupidly and rush forward for him?

In order to prevent himself from falling into a depressed and self-destructive mentality again, Gu Xingqiao forced himself to shift his thoughts and focus back on Tian Yuan.

write a letter.

He turned over again.

It’s such an old-fashioned method. I don’t know where I saw it... It’s quite long. Why don’t I know what to write as soon as I start writing? When I was in the military academy, I was also number one in cultural classes.

Gu Xingqiao was puzzled, but he also understood in his heart that this had little to do with whether he was literate or not. It was purely a matter of the desire to talk. Tianyuan had something to say to him, so the two large pages of letter paper were densely packed. As for him, if he wanted to reply, he could only reply, "Emotional matters cannot be understood overnight. I'm sorry, I can't give you the answer you want."

If this is the case, it would be better not to reply to this letter.

He sighed, sleep gradually came over him, and Gu Xingqiao fell asleep.

The next day, he was lying in bed and just woke up when he saw a pile of messy paper balls on the table.

He looked away guiltily and got out of bed to wash up. After wiping my face, I looked at myself in the mirror with disheveled hair.

A new day has arrived. No matter how much he plays with the cold war, after all Tian Yuan has sent that letter, he should...

There was a noise in the distance and the door opened.

Gu Xingqiao looked back and saw it was a dining car.

In addition to the usual breakfast, there was a page of paper and a huge, flaming bouquet of roses.

Gu Xingqiao walked over, first picked up the rose and looked at it.

No, this is not a rose.

Its branches and leaves are as clear and bright as crystal, and its petals are even more colorful and eye-catchingly beautiful. However, not only are they not roses, these are not even flowers at all.

Gu Xingqiao tapped the petals with his fingernails in confusion, and the sound sounded like gold and stone. These light petals collided with each other, like a series of tiny wind chimes, ringing brightly on the eaves.

What material is this made of?

Gu Xingqiao wiped it and carefully identified the material. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. He held the bouquet and said in disbelief: "Luojing?"

There is no mistaking it. This kind of precious interstellar ore is the best raw material for making battleship energy cabins. It can perfectly isolate radiation and leakage. However, the output is very rare. The existing mineral resources in the galaxy are all firmly controlled by the royal family.

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