Yes, the line of fate is like the staff of a piece of music. Those seemingly insignificant plot arrangements and character appearances may have been connected for a long time. It may be a symphony or a grand music, but it may also make you unable to distinguish it.
The main theme movement.
At this time, I was one of these countless musical notes. I looked at Qing Shui Huan and had many thoughts in my mind.
I was thinking, is she lying to me? Why does she know so much about me? And...I finally remembered.
Qingshui Gen, the reason why this name is so familiar is because many, many years ago this family has become one of the largest families in human society. Their surname is so special, so I remember it deeply after hearing it only once.
but……
The third generation successor of the Shimizu family?!
How is this possible?
Although I don't know much about the Shimizu family, as far as I know, the current head of the Shimizu family, Joe Shimizu, is already the seventh successor to this big family.
That means that the Qingshui Gen in front of me at this time should be at least one hundred and fifty years old woman.
Although in today's society, it is not uncommon for a person to live to be one hundred and fifty years old.
But the young girl in front of me obviously does not have any characteristics that a 150-year-old man should have.
Except for her eyes, of course.
Therefore, after hearing about that agreement, after a brief period of confusion and inexplicable excitement, I became more vigilant in my heart. I was not blinded by the beauty in front of me. I still clearly remember the disaster that happened to me.
It's just that the composer of this movement stood too high, so that as a musical note, I still don't know which chapter of the night I am in.
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"Sorry... I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it?"
Qing Shui Huan said calmly, "You can ask as many questions as you like."
Her calmness surprised me, and I felt that I should also show the calmness that a man should have.
So I took a deep breath and asked, "Ms. Shimizu Gen, does the agreement we made back then still count?"
I regretted this question as soon as I asked it.
In fact, what I want to ask is obviously not such an insignificant question. I should be concerned about her secrets. Why did my father Su Che have an agreement with someone from more than a century ago?
All these secrets needed answers, but I asked the seemingly most insignificant question.
And her answer was.
"The agreement is still valid, but I do not intend to fulfill it." Qingshui Huan remained calm, not offended or angry, and there was no disgust in his eyes.
After hearing such a reply, my first reaction was disappointment rather than happiness.
I nodded, "Oh...that's it..."
Qing Shui Huan also nodded and said nothing further.
The two of us sat awkwardly until the side door behind me was opened again, and the maid mechanically repeated the rigid etiquette.
Kneel down, open the door, get up, enter the house, kneel down, close the door, get up...
During the whole process, all my attention was taken away by the noise she made.
It wasn't until the tea was replaced and the gentle aroma of tea filled my nose that I finally said, "Is this... on earth?"
Qing Shui Huan shook her head. She did not answer, but got up and walked towards the main door of the living room.
I watched her every move until she walked to the door and slowly opened it.
The slightly cold light from outside the door suddenly flooded in, and I finally saw clearly where I was.
"Here is the moon."
The moon?! I was stunned.
Yes, the moon.
From the black and gray scenery, I could tell at a glance that this was the moon.
I stood up and walked to the door. The view in front of me became wider and wider, and then I saw that outside this luxurious imperial palace was a huge and surreal star port.
Those hexagonal directional acceleration orbits, as well as those cylindrical, graviton acceleration pilot valves that are as smooth as ice crystals, these conceptual creations that were designed at the Xinghan International Aerospace Center a century ago are now converting a mountain-like ship.
Generally, Xiong Wei's spacecraft is sent to the deep space of the universe.
In the vacuum environment, I couldn't hear the sound of the behemoth taking off. I could only see it moving slowly, and then suddenly its body became blurry and then gradually disappeared.
Its speed is infinitely close to the speed of light, which is an error caused by the frame loss of the field of view.
In this situation, I seem to have traveled through time and space and arrived at the age of interstellar civilization.
The idea of using the moon as a star port was proposed as early as 175 years ago...but these dreams were always out of reach, so until I joined the Xinghan International Aerospace Center, the star port was still just an idea.
But at this moment, everything I see is as unreal as a dream.
Qingshui Gen stood next to me and said, "This is our first line of defense to guard the earth, and it is also the last line of defense for the blasphemers who sealed the origin. We call this place 'Hunting Moon'."
"'Hunting Moon'?" I was confused, I was completely confused.
Not only can I not distinguish between reality and fiction, but the timeline is also completely messed up.
She seemed to notice my troubles and slowly closed the door again.
The moment the door closed, I caught a glimpse of a corner of my hometown, the earth. It hung high above the dark sky of the moon, seemingly within reach, but yet out of reach.
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"I need to know a lot of things...but right now...I don't even know where to start? Can you help me?"
Qingshui Huan nodded, and then took me all the way to the fifth floor of Karitsuki Residence.
Here, there is a room filled with ancient books. Messy books and crumpled white papers can be seen everywhere in the room.
Qingshui Gen brought me here and said, "The answers you want are all here."
I stared blankly at the room full of books. There were tens of thousands of them, and they were all piled on the floor. Where should I start reading?
So I turned to Qing Shui Huan for help.
Qingshui Huan only said, "Liangye will be responsible for your daily life. If you need anything, you can come to her."
As she said this, she got out of the way, and a little girl, also wearing a kimono, but very petite, appeared out of nowhere behind her.
My first encounter with Liang Ye was in such an environment.
Liangye's appearance is much more ordinary than her master's, but her eyes are as bright as crystal clear gems.
This is my deepest impression of her.
I am very grateful to Qingshui Gen for arranging these life necessities very well, but what I need is obviously not this kind of help.
I said, "Miss Qingshui Gen, I may not have that much time to stay here, so... can you tell me where to start reading?"
Qingshui Huan said, "Your companions are still looking for the whereabouts of the 'Eternally Knotted Soul' in the archives. They will not find the answer earlier than you. Therefore, instead of worrying about time, it is better to calm down and start from now on."
The first chapter of the story begins."
I still remember that I was filled with despair when I heard this sentence, because it was almost foreseeable that I might have to stay here for several years, ten years, or even longer.
But now, I can feel death, but I miss that time very much.
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After Qingshui Gen left, Liangye asked me, "Sir, do you need me to do anything for you?"
I'm not used to ordering people around, even when I'm at home, so I said to Liangye, "I'm a little hungry, can you make me something to eat?"
Liangye smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
After saying that, she ran away happily.
After Liangye left, it seemed like I was the only one left on this floor.
Suddenly, I had the urge to go exploring quietly... But when I thought about how unfamiliar I was with everything here, I decided to stay where I was.
Japanese tatami has a strange skin-friendly feeling when you step on it. Perhaps this is why Japanese people like to lie directly on the ground.
But at this moment, standing outside the door, looking at the room full of messy books, I felt an uneasy feeling of unknown darkness coming out from the door.
This made both my feet uncomfortable.
In the end, I overcame this uneasiness and mustered up the courage to go in. 九九中文
The moment I stepped into the study, everything in front of me was stretched instantly.
The window that I could reach in just a few steps was suddenly very far away from me, and the books were scattered on the ground.
They are no longer stacked. Every book in the room is like a lazy man sleeping soundly. They stay quietly in their own corner, waiting for visitors to wake them up.
Although this is not the first time I have encountered this kind of spatial distortion.
But I still felt a little uncomfortable with being encountered again by the Qingshui family's Karizuki.
I feel more and more that everything I see may be an illusion. Maybe I have been captured by aliens at this moment, and they are using some kind of magical equipment to tease my brain nerves and infinitely amplify my imagination.
But this idea is actually very dangerous.
Losing the ability to judge the surrounding environment is a precursor to brain damage. As a qualified astronaut, I have received consciousness-strengthening training since the first time I took the space elevator into the Shanhai space station. This can make me more
Quickly judge and adapt to the structure of reality instead of doubting it or denying it.
So even though I had a lot of imagination, I quickly accepted the reality.
After all, what I need to care about is the truth hidden in these books, not how magical this room is.
So……
Where should I start reading?
The book in front of me was like a mess. When I saw it, I lost the idea of looking for threads.
There was obviously a copy at my feet, but I didn't pick it up.
I walked back and forth in the room until I reached the window.
There, I once again saw the star port of Qiu Yue Juwai.
The starport was completely silent at this time, and it must have been dormant.
Surrounding the starport are many shore-based weapons facilities that I have never seen before. They retain the most classic weapon styles, but are obviously much more powerful.
This makes me even more curious about what Gen Shimizu means by "the first line of defense for mankind and the last line of defense for seals."
Is it possible that after all these years, humankind's knowledge and understanding of the moon is still superficial, and that the real moon may be more valuable and more dangerous than all of us understand?
Just when I was full of doubts, a cough came from nowhere in the room.
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but it startled me.
I completely didn't expect that there would be other people in this huge room that I could almost see through my head that I hadn't noticed.
So I turned around alertly and asked "Who! Who's there?"
No one answered me, and the voice appeared suddenly, so I couldn't determine his location.
I only knew that I was not the only one here, so I became cautious and waited until Liangye came to me with food.
The dishes cooked by Liangye are very light, which suits my appetite very well, and she seems to understand my stomach better than me, so this is my first time meeting her, and the meals she prepares for me are relatively rich and can make a big meal.
A feast for the eyes.
Strangely enough, since our spacecraft crashed, I haven't felt hungry or thirsty for a long time. I thought it was an illusion, so I ate on time every day.
But slowly, as time went by, I often forgot to eat, but this seemed to be no problem for my body.
So, I stopped eating.
Until I met Qingshui Gen and really enjoyed a meal at Karitsuki.
Before the meal, I asked Liangye if there was anyone else in the room.
Liang Ye just smiled and said, "Please eat first."
I felt vaguely uneasy, but I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I just tried my best to calm down and enjoy the food.
After the meal, Liang Ye pointed to the corner that I had ignored from the beginning and said, "His name is A'囧, and he is also a guest brought back by the lady, but he has been here for thirty-three years, longer than you."
a lot of."
Ah? Thirty-three years?!
I was stunned. It wasn’t that I thought the name was interesting, but that the past thirty-three years had daunted me.
"Then...will I stay here for thirty-three years?" I asked eagerly.
Liang Ye smiled and shook his head, "You are different. He is a rootless grass, only looking forward to a peaceful home. But you are different. You still have a hometown and a family. You are destined to be just a passerby in the hunting moon."
What a wonderful answer. I suddenly felt that the little girl in front of me was not as dull as I thought. In fact, she was quite smart, but her appearance was a bit ordinary.
"Oh... then... why is he here?" I asked again.
Liang Ye replied, "I don't know this, because I wasn't born when A'囧 came here, but I heard my mother mention that A'囧 was once the lady's suitor, but it's a pity that the closer he got to the lady.
, the easier it is for you to lose your morality as a human being, and eventually become a beast that can only perceive instinct, and therefore commit an unforgivable crime, but the lady does not dislike him for this, but feels that all this is her own fault, so
She brought A'囧 here, and only here can A'囧 be more like a living person, rather than a beast driven by instinct."
I was stunned after hearing this.
Liang Ye's words contained too much information. I caught a lot of useful information and discovered more problems.
"Then he is such a poor man..." I sighed.
Liang Ye shook his head and said, "No, I think A'囧 is lucky. He loved the lady all his life but could not get her. Although he was guilty, he ended up staying close to the lady. This can be regarded as a good ending.
"
After hearing this, I looked at Liang Ye in surprise and said, "Liang Ye, are you really just a little girl?"
Liang Ye smiled slightly, "You can start reading when you are full. If you need anything, please just call my name."
After saying that, Liangye packed up his things, got up and left.
Watching her petite figure walking away, I sighed softly, yes, it's time to read a book.
But before that, I want to say hello to my "neighbor".
Ah Jiong, who was in the corner with his back to me, was wearing a very old suit and looked very down and out.
But his clothes are actually very clean. Those old clothes are just traces of time and have not affected his dignity at all.
He seemed to hear someone approaching and turned around slowly.
As a result, I was shocked.
Because this man's face is covered with scratches.
He noticed my panic and said, "Well...it's my own fault. I punished myself...don't be afraid...don't be afraid..."
I was indeed a little worried and scared before he spoke, but when I heard his tired old voice, I suddenly felt a little sympathetic.
This man who cannot love has lived alone here for thirty-three years. What kind of persistence is this.
"Hello, my name is Su Wanxia. May I ask what your surname is?" I wasn't sure that Ah Juan was his name, so I smelled it carefully.
Ah Jiong just looked at me, nodded, then handed over the book in his hand and said, "Let's start from here, um... the beginning of the story... let's start reading from here."
I was surprised and a little excited.
After all, it would be great if I could really get help from others as I have no clue.
And this Ah Ji is undoubtedly the best candidate.
After taking the book he handed me, I eagerly opened the first page, but what I saw was a mess of strokes. Those messy lines looked like a tortured person on the verge of collapse.
Scenes of venting.
It was so powerful that the first few pages of the book were ruthlessly torn apart.
I frowned, feeling a little surprised.
The first few pages were torn to pieces and I couldn't read the text at all.
At this moment, A'囧 suddenly smiled, and a whimpering sound came from his throat, like a hungry wolf walking around its prey in the dark.
I put down the book immediately, and then...
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I don’t know when the night will fall.
The forest became ferocious and terrifying, and all these sounds filled my ears.
I felt extremely scared and physically weak.
"Brother! Are we doomed!?" A voice sounded from behind.
Only then did I realize that I was not alone.
The young man in military uniform was obviously much more scared than me. The knife in his hand was still stained with blood, but the blood did not inspire his fighting spirit.