Deep Space Fleet

Zhang Yuan couldn't help asking aloud: "I don't understand, why did you come to do this in the end. Isn't this just adding emotional burden to yourself?"

Han Ziyue thought for a while and said, "Three thousand years later, I would have disappeared in this world long ago. If, at that time, there are still people who can remember me, and it is in another time and space. Don't you think it is very meaningful?"

Zhang Yuan was silent.

He also felt that this kind of thinking was a bit youthful, and it seemed to make sense...

Not long after, he bit the bullet and slowly got out of the bathroom.

Han Ziyue just stared at his shoulder and kept laughing.

Then he hopped into the bathroom.

Zhang Yuan pondered in his heart, should he run away while the other party is taking a bath?

Yes, that's how it should be!

run!

Hey, where are my pants?

"...I brought your clothes and pants into the bathroom. If you run away while I'm taking a shower, you may risk wearing a bathrobe." Through a layer of frosted glass, Han Ziyue saw what Zhang Yuan was looking for. , couldn't help but said amusedly.

Zhang Yuan was speechless for a moment.

He felt...he was about to explode.

Quickly 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 the brain drop. The questions that I usually think are very simple, I stumbled and couldn't get out for a long time.

"Learning is not a panacea... This won't work, you have to find a way!"

Think of a way!

After a few minutes, Han Ziyue got out of the bathroom, her wet hair, and a few thin black hairs stuck to her smooth and fair neck. A girl who has just taken a bath always has a very fresh aesthetic feeling, her crystal clear skin seems to be able to pinch water.

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

"this is not good!"

Zhang Yuan's body trembled, and he stumbled and said: "If we don't do anything this night, it may leave a deeper impression. I'm serious!"

Seemingly seeing 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."

"Then why are you trembling? You really don't need to be responsible."

"It's not a matter of being irresponsible. I don't think it's a good idea...or just hug...a hug is fine. Isn't this very warm and harmonious?"

Han Ziyue frowned, and pouted her mouth: "Don't you think you are too much? People are so active! Do you think I am not shy? I will be shy too."

Zhang Yuan quickly explained: "If I had known you longer and had more contact with you, I might have thought that this kind of thing would come naturally. But now...it seems too sudden."

Han Ziyue's eyes turned red, she let go of his arm, and kept wiping her eyes: "You must think that I'm too cheap, so I just posted it to you casually, that's why it's like this!"

"... I also have dignity, and I have suitors behind me, but I never look for them as a backup! I only talked about one boyfriend, not the chaotic private life you imagined!"

Seeing the girl go crazy, Zhang Yuan said weakly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think so..."

"Who would believe it!" Han Ziyue was very angry.

But as she spoke, she laughed again, dragging her head with both hands, and looked at Zhang Yuan's embarrassed expression: "Also, if you are so easily seduced by me, I may not like you again, very soon I will soon forget you..."

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

She showed her pointed canine teeth, lying on the bed, as if admiring a fresh little apple.

"Wait a moment!"

She jumped up suddenly, and rummaged through her bag for a while, "I have a small gift for you, please close your eyes quickly."

"Again?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan felt that he was about to suffocate.

"It's a real little gift!" She didn't hold back, and handed a delicate box to Zhang Yuan.

I took a look and saw that it was a lily specimen, and there was a portrait of Han Ziyue on the right, which was lifelike and very delicate.

At the bottom is the signature: "Han Ziyue, 2264.8.1"

It should be a herbarium made a few days ago.

She said very seriously: "I hope you can remember me."

"I'm just an ordinary member of the crowd. I have no hope of becoming a celebrity, and I have no possibility of being remembered by history."

"One hundred years from now, I may no longer exist in the world; three hundred years from now, there will be no way to find any information about me. Perhaps there is only one name, 'Han Ziyue', which can be found on the genealogy."

"A thousand years later, even the family tree may have disappeared. Who will remember the ancestors a thousand years ago? Everything about me is lost in reincarnation."

Suddenly speaking of such a serious matter, Zhang Yuan froze for a moment, and the boiling blood all over his body gradually calmed down.

What is the meaning of life?

Han Ziyue continued: "I have always had this thought, have I ever been to this world, if there is no trace of existence, then what's the point? Is it just for reproduction, for happiness? There is only one life in a person's life. A little bit of time is really insignificant compared to the entire universe."

"I hope you can remember me, because...you may be the last person who knows that I existed."

"I hope that after 3,000 years, you wake up from hibernation and still retain your memory about me. Well, that's just one request. Is it possible?"

Zhang Yuan took the lily specimen and nodded solemnly: "I promise you, there are very few girls like you. However, in another ten or twenty years, you won't have such a girl." Think about it, maybe you will feel that you are very naive today. Only you now can be so sentimental, right?"

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

"This idea is actually quite selfish. For you, it is completely an extra emotional burden."

Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "So, you want to pay me back?"

"Yeah, I really liked you when I was young. I heard that after you broke up with my sister, you were still happy for a long time! It doesn't seem to matter if you pay for it."

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

"Isn't junior high school okay?"

Zhang Yuandao: "It's better not to pay for the meat, I am a person of high moral character, and I hope to leave you with the best impression on the last day."

Han Ziyue leaned against him, and also became quiet, "So, what are you going to do in the long night? You think it's very meaningful."

Zhang Yuan thought for a while and joked, "How about I teach you some math problems on the last night?"

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