Jian Shui'er knew about the relationship between Xu Le and the new MX mecha, and also knew how important he was to the military. However, she was still curious about many things about this young man, such as the girl who had testified at Parliament Hill and the minister's daughter who had gotten pregnant before marriage.
"I thought about it seriously a few days ago." Jian Shui'er raised her eyebrows playfully and said, "You and that minister's daughter have never married, but it seems like no one from the Ministry of Defence has tried to punish you on the spot... looks like that incident was misreported, or else you were taking the blame for someone else."
It had to be said that this national girl would often reveal her lovable side in front of those close to her. But after all, she had lived in the most bizarre circle since she was a child. She was calm when it came to judging people and matters, but she also had a keen eye.
In Xu Le's mind, the girl in the chair had accompanied him throughout his adolescence, as if they had grown up together. After the initial excitement and awkwardness of meeting the idol of his dreams, that sense of closeness that was deeply rooted in his mind gradually took over. He was silent for a moment, and then he raised his head and said, "About me... this is perhaps a very long story. I don't know if you're interested in continuing to listen."
Jian Shui'er did not reply. Instead, she pulled out a third bottle of Cattong red wine and filled the two glasses on the table with a smile. At the same time, she tilted her head slightly, lifted the purple hair by her ear, and playfully rubbed her earlobes, putting on an adorable expression of "all ears."
Xu Le scratched his head, trying his best not to be seduced by the sight of her slender fingers rubbing her earlobes. After a short pause, he said, "On the first day I returned to the capital ring, on the bus leaving the airport, I took a bag of puppy biscuits..."
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The story began here. Xu Le, who was narrating all his experiences for the first time, slowly and seriously recounted everything that had happened since he came to the capital ring, including the girl with the black-rimmed glasses, the young spy from the Federation's Investigation Bureau who only liked to smoke No.37 cigarettes and was qualified to enter the Trinity Association, the prince of an aristocratic family who had never eaten scallion pancakes in the mecha combat room of Area H1, and the girl in red who had stopped a black car on the second highway out of the city and cried so hard that her face turned pale.
He even talked about the assassination at Linhai State Gymnasium, the creation of the MX mecha, and many other things that followed. There was no need to keep these things a secret anymore, and he had a need to pour his heart out... in the end, he even vaguely described his escape from Dong Lin, but he did not go into the details.
This conversation went on for an unknown amount of time. The stars outside the spaceship's landing window still emitted a faint light that never changed. The background of the universe seemed to have never changed.
Jian Shui'er listened quietly, occasionally taking a sip of the red wine in her glass. She did not say a word, but her slightly narrowed eyes grew brighter and brighter. The lines on Xu Le's ordinary face became clearer and clearer.
The national idol was not a good listener, because she would never ask, "What happened next?" or "What happened next?" "What happened next?" She would not cover her mouth and make a terrified expression, expressing endless admiration for this bizarre and magnificent life story.
Xu Le did not need these things. He just needed to pour his heart out. He needed a quiet, trustworthy, and kind listener. He lowered his head, held the glass of red wine with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "When I decided to escape Dong Lin, the sun was shining brightly that day. There was a lot of dust in the room, like countless insects flying before my eyes. It was also very much like I had contracted the Flying Grave Syndrome... That day just happened to be your 16th birthday, and that evening party was playing on the television."
He raised his head, forced a smile, and said, "Actually, the fact that I can remember that today is your birthday has a lot to do with this incident. Three years ago today was also the day that I decided to leave Dong Lin. "
Jian Shui'er sat in the round-backed chair like a child. The thin blanket was draped over her shoulders, and her bare feet were tucked under the hemp garment. She tilted her head and looked at Xu Le with interest. She heard the trace of sadness in the man's last sentence, so she finally broke the silence and asked carefully, "Are you thinking of someone?"
"I'm thinking of an uncle." Xu Le looked at Jian Shui'er, lowered his head, and swirled the red wine in his glass. His action of holding the glass with both hands appeared somewhat clumsy. "It was because he died that I had to leave Dong Lin and come to the capital ring. That is why so many things happened after that … Before the uncle died, he told me not to avenge him, but I had to find out who wanted to kill him … But in the end, I found that the enemy should be a cold machine."
He gulped down the blood-like wine in the cup and said with a trace of frustration, "Machines don't have any sense of morality. They just work according to the program coldly. Moreover, this machine seems to have a very close relationship with me now. Do I have to destroy it? Or do I have to make it admit its mistake and cry in sorrow and regret?"
"That old thing does not have tear ducts."
If he had not drunk so much, Xu Le would definitely not have said what he just said. But at this moment, a voice faintly sounded in his mind, "Why not?"
This voice was very illusory and disappeared in the blink of an eye. He, who was drunk, did not notice it. Similarly, Jian Shui 'er, who had drunk a lot of red wine and had rosy cheeks, also did not hear anything different from these words.
"I remember my sixteenth birthday very clearly." Jian Shui'er, who had drunk at least two bottles of Cantong, raised her arms drunkenly and said, "I'm very happy, not because I can finally buy wine to drink, but because that damn old man of mine prepared a trust gift in advance for my sixteenth birthday … Here, it's this chain. It looks very inconspicuous, but I'm still very happy."
Xu Le's emotions were still immersed in the sadness of escaping from Dong Lin. Hearing the word "gift," he thought of the big uncle who had kicked him into the sewer and gave him a big gift, the bracelet that allowed him to escape death.
He had drunk a little too much, so he moved over and placed his bracelet in front of Jian Shui'er. At the same time, he grabbed Jian Shui'er's arm and looked curiously at the bracelet.
There was a row of very small symbols on the bracelet. Under the faint starlight, if Xu Le was drunk and still had a much sharper vision than normal people, he would definitely not be able to see it. This row of symbols was the ancient alphabet that he had once learned.
"Hey jude, don't make it bad. Take easy song and make it better …"
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"Sing a sad song to make the world a better place," Jian Shui'er pulled her arm back from Xu Le's hand and said with a smile, "so I want to sing."
"My bracelet also has words engraved on it, but it's a bit old-fashioned, like the stars of virtue." Xu Le poured himself another glass of wine and drank it. Looking at the bracelet on the girl's jade-like arm, he suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart. Perhaps it was because of many similar experiences and details that gave birth to a sense of closeness?
"You sing very well." Xu Le looked very seriously at the girl in the chair. Looking at her eyelashes that were gradually closing due to drunkenness, he said softly, "You're not a jinx, really."
Jian Shui 'er, who had already entered a drunken stupor, subconsciously replied vaguely, "You don't know. All the disasters and deaths have been with me since I was born. I … am a jinx."
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After waking up, Sister Tong finished washing up. Then, with a serious expression, she asked the sleepy female assistant and confirmed that the door had not been opened. She turned around and went back to her room. She stared at her watch as if she was looking at a bomb that was counting down. Then, she ate two breakfasts, drank three cups of milk, and did 50 push-ups. She sat in her room and stared blankly for a long time. However, she still could not make up her mind on what to do.
Right now, it was 4: 30 in the morning. She should have been sleeping in bed, but she could not sleep. This was because she knew that the miss invited Xu Le to her room yesterday … and it had been so long, but the man still had not come out. This fact made her very anxious. However, even if something happened between this young man and woman, it was the result of the tacit consent or even the indulgence of the elders. Should she interrupt?
At this moment, Sister Tong could not help but sympathize with the young master of the Li family, who had not even held the miss's hand.
Seventeen minutes passed. For her, it felt like seventeen hours had passed. She finally could not wait any longer. If the people on the spaceship found out that Xu Le left the miss's room early in the morning … if this matter spread, what would happen to the reputation of the nation's young girls? How could she survive in the literary circle in the future?
She took out the spare key and opened the door. When she opened the door, she was slightly relieved, because the young miss was sleeping on the bed, and the person she was worried about, Xu Le was looking at the stars in the universe in a daze by the window, holding a glass of red wine with both hands, and there were actually nine empty bottles on the carpet in the room.
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Under Sister Tong's murderous gaze, Xu Le rubbed his eyebrows awkwardly and walked out of the room. In fact, his alcohol tolerance was not high. The two drank ten bottles of Cattong red wine in one night. Jian Shui'er was already drunk. He also woke up after getting drunk. He had a terrible headache.
He walked through the core area passage with a dry mouth. In the quiet corridor in the early morning, only his voice could be heard. However, when he quietly walked down the gangway ladder, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. His legs turned to jelly and he almost fell.
The living area under the ladder was full of people. It was not yet five o 'clock in the morning. People who were supposed to be resting in their cabins were actually resisting the urge to sleep and waiting for something. Most people had even fallen asleep on the sofa.
"He's here! He's here! " Someone shouted loudly. The originally quiet living area was suddenly awakened. Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked at the gangway ladder.
A spaceship officer stood up and looked at the military timer in his hand. He said loudly, "15 hours, 33 minutes … 42 seconds!"
From the moment Xu Le walked into Jian Shui'er's room, the busybodies on the spaceship began to count down. Many people even resisted the urge to sleep and wanted to see the end of this good show.
As the time announcement ended, the soldiers in the resting area stood up and naturally opened up a path. Looking at Xu Le on the ladder, they began to enthusiastically applaud. There were also ear-piercing cheers and whistles in the middle.
The applause was warm and the whistles were everywhere. The resting area in the early morning was very lively. Xu Le looked at these people stiffly. He was even more shocked to find that … not only were the busybodies and the men of Group 7 in the resting area, even the highest commander of the spaceship, Captain Ye Xiaotong, was here in person.
This female captain with a poker face was holding a cup of hot coffee. She smiled and raised the cup to congratulate Xu Le.
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