Traveling through Tomorrow's Ark: Starting with a Yama Sword

Chapter 207 Zhiming

"You cried?"

"I, I just..."

Shen Qi didn't know how to explain, but his tears didn't allow him to control his emotions. He just felt tears continuously pouring out of his eyes. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he still tried hard to hold back his tears.

In Texas's eyes, Qiannian was just an ordinary person who had unloaded his burdens, and seemed to be a helpless passerby. In the past, she might have just said a few words of comfort and patted his shoulder, but now it was different. The answer given by time turned into some of her actions.

She slowly stretched out her arms and placed his head against hers, as if a tight hug was the only remedy, running her hands gently through his gray hair, trying to calm him down.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"I'm afraid of losing you and never seeing you again."

His tears rolled down his cheeks and fell onto her lapels, like a depreciated camera and himself who could never go back.

"Why do you think so?"

"I just thought of something bad. I'm afraid something might happen to you, and I'm also afraid that one day I..."

Although Texas was a little confused, she understood what he wanted to say. She thought it was strange for a moment, but then she thought about what was happening on this land and just sighed:

"You have to live well, in the name of our happiness."

When he heard the word "we", he felt touched in his heart - it was finally "our" turn, and he hoped that this story would no longer be told alone.

Even though they were in the HR office, their embrace was still exceptionally warm, as if a spring breeze had filled their arms, or as if the story of a lone wolf and a traveler had finally intersected in the right place.

Letting his tears fall on her clothes, Texas only felt that only at this moment could their hearts be together.

She ran her right index finger across the corner of his eyes, wiping away the tears that had not yet dried, as if she saw her past self in those blue pupils.

"I've seen a lot of people cry in front of me, my family, my friends, and everyone in Rhode Island, but this is the first time I've cried like this in front of anyone, and in front of Texas."

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After a long silence, Inès contacted the host through the terminal:

"I am confused, host, why you have such ups and downs in your emotions."

However, she does not understand human emotions after all, and does not know why the host is like this.

Shen Qi pondered for a moment, and finally typed out a line of words slowly:

"I just feel lost."

"Confused? This is not your usual style. I remember you were very confident before."

"This is not a problem."

"Then why are you sad?"

"So laugh at the silent wail."

He left this sentence, which made Ines feel confused for the first time - she finally found out that it was a line of... lyrics?

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When Twelve saw Qiannian again, he found that he was inexplicably wearing a pair of black sunglasses.

However, he definitely would not take them off, because his eyes were red from crying and his face looked very haggard. If he took off his sunglasses, he would probably be scared.

"Senior Qiannian, why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"Small things."

"Your eyes feel uncomfortable?"

"Correct."

He didn't say much, just patted Twelve on the shoulder, and then left - as if nothing had happened, and as if everything was over. Looking at Qiannian's receding back, Twelve didn't understand what he meant. Was it exhaustion or helplessness, or disappointment in this land or himself? But the pair of eyes under the sunglasses didn't tell him what Qiannian was like now, nor did they know where he came from or where he was going.

However, it takes only a thousand years for one to understand the truth, and the road is also made by people.

"I longed for a happy ending, but failed to be myself."

......

Unfortunately, I don’t know how long this situation will last. At one point, I felt that I was the one who went to sweep the floor during the Qingming Festival, so this clip is a way of expressing my inner thoughts - after all, between the heavy workload and the two platforms, I feel a little overwhelmed. When I was reading the comments today, I was attacked personally. I can only say that I was surrounded by a sense of powerlessness.

Finally, here’s a new style photo of Millennium. I hope you’ll be as happy as he is.

(I admit that this picture does look like a man and a girl)