"What do you mean?"
Tai Feng first rolled his eyes strangely: "Are you worried that someone will blame you for Blue Star's doomsday?"
"No, no, no." Liang De waved his hands, "I can't afford to carry such a big pot, and no one will believe me if I tell you."
"I just think it's a bit too coincidental. Why is this doomsday, like a relay, happening right at..."
"That's right! This is the Blue Star that I worked so hard to select. I don't know how much effort was put into it. Coincidence? Is there such a thoughtful coincidence?"
Teacher Fengxian clenched his fists, and his facial features combined to project an excited expression that said, "You have no idea how hard my brother is working."
"Wow, it turns out that Blue Star Doomsday was done by you, Taichang..."
Li Zhixian took a half step back pretending to be surprised, his acting skills were even more exaggerated than some of his hard-working brothers.
"Bah! What did I do? There are so many blue stars on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, how can I do it!
"Bah, bah, bah! I never fucking thought about doing it! What are you doing? I think there aren't enough lice on my body!"
Tai Fengxian waved his hand and unfolded a blue-light star map in front of him. Liang De looked at it with rough eyes and saw that there were at least millions of blue stars on it, twinkling and dizzying.
"Did you see that this time, a total of 3,424,867 blue stars received the message, which is several times more than last time.
“But compared with the blue stars that received information last time, there are less than 100,000 of them located deeper on this shore.
“I sifted and sifted through the thousands of farthest stars, and my eyes were almost exhausted, before I selected such a blue star that is about to encounter a doomsday catastrophe for you to spread it for a second time to deepen your impression.
"Who the hell doesn't know how to destroy the world? By then they will know that I am Tai Fengxian, and I won't be able to say such nonsense? If I dare to do it myself, why would I go to such trouble?
"Whenever there is nothing wrong, you should judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. Day by day, I will not hesitate to tell you... to leave!"
There was a flash of lightning on the carton altar, and Tai Fengxian's clone disappeared instantly, leaving only a few scattered wisps of smoke.
Liang De picked up the scroll on the ground and handed it to Li Zhixian:
"Brother Xian, take it to the basement and save it. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."
Li Zhixian took the scroll without saying a word.
"Brother Xian, work is work, life is life. You are you, I am me, Brother Gui is Brother Gui. We are at work. We are just goofing around. You are a bit too serious."
Liang De stretched out his hand to open the cyan aperture of the boundary-piercing door, and said without looking back as he walked to the other side:
"Next time, you should write the material, with more joy and less reality, so that everyone will be happy.
"I'll contact you when I get to Fang Weiyu's world. See you later."
…
World No. 977 on the other side of the sea, Black Iron Forge Star.
Liang De walked out of the public transmission area and glanced at the main building of the Mohs Heavy Industries Rare Object Arms Design Center from a distance.
The sharp and independent dark blue building was silent, and the dusk scene of the cloud sky flowing past it seemed to be particularly frozen.
Liang De took two breaths of slightly cold air and walked slowly toward the family area along the less crowded path.
She stopped living in the company dormitory after the Snipe Hunter press conference.
Although it seemed unnecessary and meaningless, Shen Shiyu bought a house in the family area of Mo's Heavy Industry.
Liang De stood on the entrance mat for a while, lowered his head and entered the password he had agreed on earlier, opened the door and entered the entrance hall.
Although it seemed unnecessary and meaningless, Shen Shiyu bought an apartment with four bedrooms and two living rooms.
An ordinary house, without any supernatural decorations, no world of its own, no space to fold, and even the decoration style is very ordinary.
It's so ordinary that even the oldest Blue Star people from the end of the last century wouldn't think there's anything special about it.
Oh, the living room is a bit small.
Liang De stood in the entrance hall for a while looking at the beige double fabric sofa.
He put on his slippers, threw the unsmoked menthol cigarette in the trash can under the coffee table, and sat with his back on the sofa on the thick pile carpet in the living room.
Liang Desong crossed his legs loosely, took a whale pillow and hugged it in his arms. He turned on the TV and randomly found a food variety show, and watched it without a glance.
There's still half an hour before she gets off work.
This show is so boring.
…
Shen Shiyu used the key to open the door because she thought it was childish to add two people's birthdays together to make a password.
So childish that she would feel childish every time she thought about it when she opened the door.
So although it seemed unnecessary and meaningless, she was equipped with five or six keys.
It is enough for two people to know such a childish thing.
In the living room, a man wearing a home sweater and sitting on the carpet picked up the remote control and pressed the mute button, turned around and asked her:
"have you eaten?"
"I ate at the company."
Shen Shiyu bent down and put on his slippers, untied his crow-green bun, and walked into the master bedroom.
"When you take folded clothes, don't pull them out directly from the middle. The top and bottom will be messed up."
Wearing the same sweatshirt, she walked to the living room, glanced at Liang De, took the remote control and switched to the marine documentary channel, sat down next to her and rested her head on the whale pillow in his arms.
Shen Shiyu pushed the loose black hair behind his ears, bent his legs, rubbed his head forward, and found a more comfortable position.
Liang De looked down at her ears hidden in her hair. He wanted to say something but felt it was meaningless and meaningless.
But now he couldn't think of anything interesting to say.
It is tiring for a person to always maintain a sense of joy, even if this is also a kind of male romance.
"I don't like this documentary that much," he heard her say.
"Um?"
"You can talk about work."
"I don't really want to talk..."
Liang De couldn't help but sigh, he was suddenly tired again.
"Work is just like that, it's a shitty world again."
"Exceptionally bad?"
"Ordinary crap, the common kind, the kind that's everywhere. I guess the Blue Stars I go to in the future will have similar ones. Actually, it's nothing. I..."
"Your memory is very good, especially after entering the world. Your natural magical power makes your memory even better."
Shen Shiyu looked at the TV screen:
"You live today forever. If something makes you unhappy, you will become a little sad every day."
"I sound like a sponge soaking up dirty water."
Liang De smiled and looked up at the documentary on the screen.
"Change the analogy."
Shen Shiyu turned over on the pillow and said with his face raised.
"Um?"
"Because I wouldn't kiss a dirty sponge."
Before Liang De could react, she grabbed the drawstring on his sweatshirt and pulled it off. She couldn't help but kiss him.
On the TV screen, waves washed over the rocks, over and over again.
Liang De heard his heartbeat and the voice she heard from her soul.
"Then if something good happens to you, will you become a little happier every day?"
