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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Not a Sad Song


Jian Shui'er knew about Xu Le's relationship with the new X mecha, and also knew that the military valued him now, but she was still curious about many things about this young man, such as the girl who testified on Parliament Hill, such as the daughter of the minister who was pregnant before marriage.

"I thought about it seriously the other day."

Jian Shui'er raised her eyebrows playfully, and said: "You and that minister's daughter have never been married, but no one in the Ministry of Defense seems to have taken you to the law on the spot, and it seems that the matter is misinformation, or you are carrying the black pot for some people." ” I have to say that this national girl often shows her coquettish side in front of people close to her, but after all, she has lived in the most bizarre circle since she was a child.

In Xu Le's thoughts, the girl in the chair accompanied him throughout his adolescence, as if growing up together, after getting through the excitement and embarrassment of seeing the idol in his dream for the first time, the closeness that was deeply rooted in his mind gradually took over, he was silent for a moment, raised his head and said: "About me may be a long story, I don't know if you are interested in listening to it all the time." ” Jian Shui'er didn't answer this sentence, and directly took out the third bottle of Canton red wine, filled the two cups on the table with a smile, and at the same time tilted her head slightly, lifted the purple fluffy hair around her ears, and rubbed her earlobes playfully, making a cute appearance of listening to her ears.

Xu Le scratched his head, trying not to be tempted by the picture of the green fingertips rubbing the white jade earlobe, and said after a short pause: "On the first day back to the Capital Star Circle, on the bus leaving the airport, I took a bag of puppy biscuits" The story begins here, Xu Le, who officially told all his experiences for the first time, slowly and seriously told all the things he had done since he came to the Capital Star Circle, including the girl with black-rimmed glasses, the FBI's boy spy who only likes to smoke Sanqi cigarettes and is qualified to enter the Trinity Association, the prince of the family who has never eaten scallion pancakes in the mecha battle room in the H1 area, and the girl in red who stopped the black car on the No. 2 out-of-town highway and cried bitterly, and her eyes turned into ink rain He even talked about the assassination of the Linhai Prefecture Gymnasium, the manufacture of the X mecha and many subsequent things, these things now have no need to be kept secret, and he has the need to pour out until the end, and he even roughly recounted his escape from Donglin, but did not describe those details.

I don't know how long this conversation lasted, but the stars outside the landing window of the space battleship still emitted an eternal faint light, and the background of the universe seemed to have never changed.

Jian Shui'er has been listening quietly, occasionally taking a sip of the red wine in the glass, without saying a word, but the slightly squinted eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the lines of Xu Le's ordinary and ordinary face are becoming clearer and clearer.

The national girl idol is not a good listener, because she never asks "what about later", "then", "what's next", and she doesn't hide her mouth and make a frightened expression, expressing infinite admiration for this bizarre and magnificent life story.

Xu Le didn't need this, he just needed to pour, he needed a quiet and trusting listener, he lowered his head, held the red wine glass with both hands, and said in a dumb voice: "When I decided to escape from Donglin, the sun was very good that day, and there was a lot of dust in the room, just like countless insects flying in front of me, and it was also like I had lens flying grave disease on the day you were sixteen years old, and the TV was showing that party." ” He raised his head, smiled a little reluctantly, and said, "Actually, I can remember that today is your birth, and it has a lot to do with this matter.

Three years ago today, it was also the day I decided to leave Donglin. ” Jian Shui'er sat in the circle chair like a child, the thin blanket on her fragrant shoulders, and her feet retracted into the hem of the one-piece sackcloth.

She tilted her head and looked at Xu Le with interest, hearing the sentimentality mixed in the man's last sentence, she finally broke the silence and asked cautiously, "Do you think of someone?"

"I remembered an uncle."

Xu Le looked at Jian Shui'er, lowered his head and shook the red wine in the glass, and the movement of holding the wine glass in both hands was a little clumsy, "It is precisely because he died that I had to leave Donglin and come to the capital star circle, so there will be so many stories later Uncle said to me before he died, don't avenge him, but I have to find out who wants to kill him, but in the end, I found that the enemy should be a cold machine." ” He drank the blood-like wine in the cup, and said with a hint of confusion: "The machine has no sense of moral right and wrong, it just works according to the program coldly, and this machine seems to have a very close relationship with me now, should I go and destroy it, or should I make it admit its mistakes, and then be moved to tears of sadness and regret."

"That old thing doesn't have tear ducts."

If he hadn't drunk too much, Xu Le would definitely not have said the above words, but at this moment, a voice faintly sounded in his head: "Why can't it?"

This voice was very ethereal and fleeting, and he didn't notice it after drinking, and in the same way, Jian Shui'er, who had drunk a lot of red wine and had ruddy cheeks, didn't hear anything different from this passage.

"I remember sixteen years old very well."

Jian Shui'er, who had already drunk at least two bottles of Canton, raised his arm drunkenly and said, "I'm very happy, not because I can finally buy my own wine to drink, but because my dead ghost father prepared a trust gift for my sixteen-year-old birthday in advance, and it is this chain, which looks very inconspicuous, but I am still very happy." ” Xu Le's emotions were still immersed in the gloom of life and death when he fled from Donglin at this time, listening to the word gift, thinking that when the uncle kicked himself into the sewer, he also gave himself a big gift, the bracelet that allowed him to escape alive.

He also drank a little too much, so he leaned over and put his bracelet in front of Jian Shui'er, and at the same time grabbed Jian Shui'er's arm and looked at the bracelet curiously.

There is a row of extremely subtle symbols on the bracelet, and under the indifferent starlight, if Xu Le is not drunk and still has too many sharp eyes beyond ordinary people, he will definitely not be able to find it.

This row of symbols is the ancient alphabet that he once learned.

“heyjude,dontakeitbadtakeasadsongandakeitbetter” "Sing a sad song to make the world a little better."

Jian Shui'er withdrew her arm from Xu Le's hand and said with a smile: "So I want to sing." ” "I also have words engraved on my bracelet, but it's a bit old-fashioned, what kind of moral starry sky."

Xu Le poured himself another glass of wine and drank it, looking at the bracelet on the white jade-like arm of the girl on the chair, he suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart, probably because of many of the same experiences and details, the sense of closeness that would be born "You sing beautifully."

Xu Le looked at the girl in the chair very seriously, looked at her eyelashes that were gradually closing due to drunkenness, and said softly: "You are not a disaster star, really." ” Jian Shui'er, who had already entered the drunken country, subconsciously replied vaguely: "You don't know, all disasters and deaths have been with me since I was born, and I am a disaster star. ” Sister Tong, who woke up, finished washing, and then asked the sleepy-eyed female assistant with a serious expression to confirm that the door of the room had never been opened.

She turned and went back to her room, staring at her watch like a bomb counting down, and then she ate two breakfasts, drank three glasses of milk, did fifty push-ups, and sat in her room for a long time, still not deciding what to do.

It was half past four in the morning, and she should have slept peacefully in bed, but she couldn't sleep at all, because she knew that it had been so long since Miss invited Xu Le to her room yesterday, and the fact that the man hadn't come out yet, made her feel extremely panicked, but even if something happened to this young man and woman, it was the result of the acquiescence and even connivance of those elders, should she interrupt At this moment, Sister Tong couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the eldest young master of the Li family, who had not even held the young lady's hand so far.

Seventeen minutes passed, it was like seventeen hours had passed for her, and she finally couldn't wait, if the people on the space battleship found out that Xu Le had left Miss's room early in the morning, what would happen to the reputation of the national girl, and how would she mix in the literary and artistic circles in the future She took out the spare key, opened the door and relaxed a little, because the young lady was sleeping on the bed drunken and cute, and Xu Le, who she was worried about, was looking at the stars in the universe by the window in a daze, holding a glass of red wine in both hands, and there were nine empty bottles on the carpet of the room.

In Sister Tong's murderous gaze, Xu Le rubbed the corners of his eyebrows with some embarrassment and walked out of the door.

In fact, his alcohol consumption is not very strong, the two of them drank ten bottles of Canton red wine in one night, Jian Shui'er was already drunk, and he was also drunk and then sober, and he had a terrible headache.

Mouth dry as he walked through the passage of the core area, the voice of only his voice in the quiet aisle in the early hours of the morning.

However, when he quietly walked down the gangway, his legs were weakened by the scene in front of him, and he almost fell.

The living quarters under the stairs were full of people, and in the time period of less than five o'clock in the morning, the people who should have been resting in their respective cabins were actually waiting here with their sleepiness, and most of them were already asleep on the sofas.

"It's coming," someone shouted, and the quiet living area suddenly woke up, and everyone rubbed their eyes and looked at the gangway.

A battleship officer stood up, looked at the military timer in his hand, and said loudly: "Fifteen hours, thirty-three minutes, and forty-two seconds."

From the moment Xu Le walked into Jian Shui'er's room, the good deeds on the battleship began to time, and many people even endured their sleepiness to see the end of this good show.

As the time was over, the soldiers in the rest area stood up, naturally parted a road, and watched Xu Le in the ladder begin to applaud enthusiastically, mixed with shrill cheers and whistles.

The applause was enthusiastic, the whistle was flying, and the rest area in the early morning was very lively.

Xu Le looked at these people stiffly, and was even more shocked to find that there were not only those soldiers and men from the seventh group in the rest area, but even Captain Ye Xiaotong, the supreme commander of the battleship, had come here in person.

The female captain with a poker face held a cup of hot coffee, smiled and toasted, and congratulated Xu Le.

To be continued: