Deep Space Fleet

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but asked, "I'm a bit confused, why do you have to come up with this in the end. Isn't this just adding emotional burden to yourself?"

Han Ziyue thought about it and said, "Three thousand years later, I have disappeared into this world. If, at that time, someone can remember me, but in another time and space. Don't you think it makes sense?"

Zhang Yuan was silent.

又 He thinks this kind of thought is a bit wenqing, and it seems a bit reasonable ...

After a short while, he darted slowly out of the bathroom.

Han Ziyue just stared at his shoulder and smiled constantly.

Then jumped into the bathroom.

Zhang Yuan wondered in his heart, shouldn't he run while the other party is bathing?

Yeah, that should be it!

Run!

Well, what about my pants?

"... I brought your clothes and trousers into the bathroom. If you ran away while I was taking a shower, you might run the risk of wearing a bathrobe." With a layer of frosted glass, Han Ziyue saw what Zhang Yuan was looking for , Can not help but say funny.

Zhang Yuan was speechless.

He felt ... he was about to burst nervously.

Hurry up to pick up the phone and do a few calculus to comfort the restless mind.

But all the blood flowed to the lower body, and the brain was really hit by dementia. I usually feel that the problem is very simple, and I can't come out for a long time.

"Learning is not a panacea ... this won't work, you must think of a way!"

Think about it!

After a few minutes, Han Ziyue got out of the bathroom, her wet head, and a few fine green silk stuck to her clean and white neck. The girl who has just taken a bath always has a very fresh beauty, and her crystal clear skin seems to be able to scoop out water.

She rushed over with a smile, like a happy deer.

"this is not good!"

Zhang Yuan shuddered, and stumbled and said, "If we don't do anything tonight. It may leave a deeper impression. I mean it!"

I seem to see Zhang Yuan's true thoughts. Han Ziyue smiled and said, "I don't want you to be responsible, what are you afraid of?"

"No fear."

"Why are you shivering? You really don't need to be responsible."

"It's not a question of irresponsibility. I don't think it's very good ... just hug it ... just hug it, isn't it very warm and harmonious?"

Han Ziyue Xiu frowned, her mouth narrowed: "Don't you think you're too much? People are so proactive! Do you think I'm not shy? I will be shy."

Zhang Yuan quickly explained: "If you and I have known each other for a longer time, and have more contact with each other, you may think that this kind of thing happens naturally. But now ... it seems too sudden."

Han Ziyue's eyes became red, let go of his arms, and kept rubbing his eyes: "You must think that I'm too cheap, so I'll post it to you at will, so it's like this!"

"... I also have dignity, and there are suitors behind me, but I never look for them as spare tires! I have only talked about a boyfriend, not the private life chaos you imagine!"

Seeing the girl exploding, Zhang Yuan said weakly, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't think so ..."

"Who believes!" Han Ziyue was angry.

But talking, she laughed again, dragging her head with both hands, looking at Zhang Yuan's embarrassing expression: "Also, if you are so seduced by me simply, I may not like you anymore, very I will forget you soon ... "

"My sister used to evaluate you as a very principled boy. Even after breaking up, she still thinks of you very well ... haha, it will tremble when touched, so cute, my vision is really good!"

露出 She showed pointed tiger teeth and lay on the bed as if admiring a tender little apple.

"Wait a minute!"

She suddenly jumped up and rummaged in her bag for a while, "Give you a small gift, close your eyes quickly."

"Come again?"

Frightened at a glance, Zhang Yuan felt that he was about to suffocate.

"It's a real gift!" She didn't sell Guanzi either, and handed a delicate box to Zhang Yuan.

I took a look at it, it was a specimen of a lily flower, and on the right was a portrait of Han Ziyue, which was wonderful and exquisite.

签名 Bottom is the signature: "Han Ziyue, 2248.8.1"

The cormorant should be a plant specimen made a few days ago.

She said very seriously, "Hope you can remember me."

"I am just an ordinary member of all sentient beings. I have no hope of becoming a celebrity, nor can I be remembered by history."

"One hundred years later, there may be no more of me in the world; after three hundred years, no information about me can be found anymore. Perhaps there is only one name, Han Ziyue, which can be found on the genealogical tree."

"A thousand years later, maybe the genealogy has disappeared. Who will remember the ancestors of a thousand years ago? Everything about me is lost in the samsara."

Suddenly speaking of such a serious matter, Zhang Yuan froze for a moment, his boiling blood slowly calmed down.

的 What is the meaning of life?

Han Ziyue continued: "I always have the idea, have I ever come to this world, if there is no trace of existence, what's the point? Is it just for reproduction ~ www.readwn.com ~ for happiness? People There is only such a little time in his life, compared to the entire universe, it is really insignificant. "

"I hope you can remember me, because ... you are probably the last person who knew that I existed."

"I hope that after three thousand years, you will wake up from hibernation and still retain your memory about me, um, just such a request. Can you?"

Zhang Yuan took the specimen of the lily flower and nodded solemnly: "I promise you, there are really few girls like you. However, in ten years or twenty years, you will not have such a thing Think about it, you may feel that you are very naive today. Only you now, can you be so sentimental? "

Han Han Ziyue said very embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the future me is the future me, and I also know that the future me will be smoothed by reality, but the current me is the real me."

"This idea is actually selfish. To you, it is an extra emotional burden."

Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "So, do you want to pay me for meat?"

"Yeah, I really liked you when I was a kid. I heard that you have been happy for a long time after breaking up with my sister! It doesn't seem to matter if you pay for meat."

"You seemed to be in junior high school at the time, didn't you understand that?"

"Can't junior high school?"

Zhang Yuanyuan said: "I still don't want to pay for the meat. I am a noble person and hope that the last day will give you the best impression."

Han Ziyue leaned against his side and calmed down. "So, what do you do for a long night? What do you think is very meaningful."

Zhang Yuan thought for a while and joked: "Last night, I'll teach you some math problems, how about it?"

Uh ...