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

When the story has meaning, it seems as if he is the happiest person in the world.

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The echoes from the end of the earth, accompanied by the reddish glow of dawn, spread all over the world. The glow of the horizon, the surging ocean, this land still has infinite vitality, echoing the brilliance of the sunrise.

Because of the storm at night, the deck of Rhode Island was filled with a damp smell in the morning. Today seemed to have more songs and smiles than in the past, and the dust of the past was once again like catkins blown by the wind.

Qiannian woke up at half past six. His long biological clock made him open his blue eyes. His calm and cheerful vision was also the interpretation of a new day. When he looked at the terminal placed on the bedside, he couldn't help but stay on the screen for a few seconds:

"Today is March 5th."

520, an ancient wish, a modern way of celebration, even though he had been in Rhode Island for a long time, Qiannian still hadn't forgotten this day. Since the last time Texas privately approached him to handle a request, he didn't know how to find her again.

"That's not right. Where did the 520 come from on Terra's side..."

Qiannian's mind was in a trance, and he opened and closed his eyes three times. He didn't know if it was because of the confusion in his brain or the passage of time, but his fingers could no longer stop the passing of time. He was once full of expectations, but now he was a little at a loss.

When he opened the door, he did not open and close the door like he did when he first dated her, muttering nonsense like "No, no, ah, right, right, right... Oh, no! Oh, right, right, right, no." Instead, he took the knife with the Texas family logo printed on it - Cellinina gave it to him as a gift after commissioning Rhodes Island to carve this logo, as if it was a kind of sustenance from the Syracuse people, symbolizing that the story of the last Texas continues.

However, Rhode Island still held some 520 ceremonies, such as taking photos and sending flowers. Qiannian naturally wanted Texas to take a photo with him, but whether she was willing or not was her own business - after becoming a couple, Texas was still unwilling to announce their relationship to outsiders. The two maintained an ordinary colleague relationship in their daily lives, but would say a few ambiguous words in private and do some things that others did not know.

However, there is no rain and wolves in the alleys of Syracuse, nor money and wine in Columbia. He is not a first-class passerby. Half a lifetime of grudges have long been transformed into cause and effect in the sword. Every time at this time, Texas would think of his not-so-good past in Syracuse. The targets of his sword swinging changed one after another, from the person who taught him swordsmanship, to the family enemies, to the troublemakers in Longmen, batches of enemies in Rhodes Island, and finally to Rhodes Island’s colleague Qiannian.

While she was still washing up, the door of her room was suddenly opened - the password of the room door had only been told to one person, Qiannian, so she just continued to do what she was supposed to do in her pajamas.

"You haven't changed yet? I'll leave first."

"It's okay, just tell me if you have something to say."

Hearing Texas' tone, Qiannian felt relieved, so he slowly spoke:

"Today is 520, shall we go to the control center and take a picture?"

"it is good."

Her words were concise and powerful, and although there were only a few photos of them together, she wouldn't mind if there were more.

After waiting in the room for a while, Texas, wearing a Penguin Logistics uniform, slowly walked out. She didn't wear any makeup, but just applied some whitening cream to cover her dark circles. Qiannian actually felt that this neat outfit was the most pleasing to the eye, and she didn't feel tired of it even after seeing it for a long time.

The two of them first went to the cafeteria and chatted casually about taking photos. Texas did not have the habit of celebrating 520, and she had never heard of it in Columbia. It was not until she arrived in Rhodes Island that she learned a little about it - it seemed to be the romance of Yan Country, and it also seemed to be a continuation of Valentine's Day.

However, before this, Texas didn't even know how to spend Valentine's Day or 520. After all, all he had before was friendship and colleagues. Where did love come from in such a chaotic era and zone?

However, respecting diversity is not a capital for others to make further demands. The concept of respecting without understanding still needs to be popularized, just like the concept of 520 in different regions. Texas doesn't think it's a big deal. For the time being, just treat it as another Valentine's Day, just not as passionate, but the heart is still burning.

After dinner, the two went to the control center, but this time Qiannian chose to let Texas open the door:

"Come on, open the door."

"Tsk, as the man, you always opened the door for me before."

She complained, but still put her hand on the doorknob, and then pushed the door open. Behind the door was the control center of Rhodes Island. The door of the work area was still closed, and there was only one operator in front of him, fiddling with the camera in his hand, and his bone pen was gently placed on the table beside him.

"Good morning, are you two here to take a photo?"

When Logos heard the door open, he greeted them and then raised his camera, ready to take pictures.

"Yes, Qiannian asked me to come."

"Then strike a pose. I'm here anytime."

Texas nodded, but before he could figure out his posture, he felt a sudden breeze of cool air blowing on his back.

"Ok?"

She felt a solid force on her back, and then she felt herself losing balance. Then, her feet suddenly left the ground and she turned sideways - and Qiannian behind her also felt that Texas was easier to hug than she had imagined, and then she adjusted her strength and easily completed the princess hug.

"Yeah, very light."

"What are you going to do?"

Texas complained about Qiannian's sudden action, but she didn't use any strength. She just let him pick her up gently and then put her firmly in his arms. It wasn't that she didn't want to use strength, but a strange feeling affected her, making her lose the ability to resist when Qiannian picked her up.

Despite this, her body still seemed to be moving. After all, she didn't want to show weakness in front of Qiannian.

"Miss Texas, please don't make any excessive movements. When you pushed open the door of the control center, you triggered my spell."

Logos said slowly, "After the spell is triggered, your strength will be reduced by 80% in a short period of time."

Hearing this, Texas simply gave up struggling and let Qiannian hold him like this. He gently put his hands on him and said:

"So you and Logos had discussed this."

"Isn't this a surprise for you?"

"That's not how you give surprises. If it were me, I would probably trick you into going to a place you've never been to and then secretly prepare a gift for you."

However, Texas was the recipient after all, and felt that what Qiannian did was particularly heartwarming. From childhood to adulthood, she had never been hugged by a princess like today, as if Qiannian had already regarded her as her only princess. It was a coincidence at the beginning of the story, and it was also the eternal ending at the end of the story.

"Next time, I'll wait for your birthday."

"My birthday? It's coming soon, but I didn't plan on getting you anything."

Qiannian was naturally already thinking about her birthday, but Logos' words interrupted his thoughts:

"So, can you two take a look at the camera?"

Logos had already taken out his camera to record this unforgettable scene, as if the world was focusing on an inconspicuous period, leaving behind a story that would remain forever young and a person who would last forever. Texas shook his head, suppressed the blush on his face, and smiled contentedly at the camera, while Millennium showed a natural smile. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but the past had long been buried, and the road ahead remained the same.

"Crack!"

He pressed the shutter a few times, and Texas, who was still in Qiannian's arms, couldn't wait to say:

"Can you put me down now?"

"So urgent?"

Qiannian naturally put her down, and then the two of them took another ordinary photo together, just like the one they had taken in Longmen. It was a kind of tacit understanding and also a kind of... affection.

"For ordinary photos like this, let's just strike a casual pose."

"Okay, do you want me to give you a thumbs up and a heart, or do you want me to give you a thumbs up and a heart?"

Qiannian thought for a moment, and remembered that it was him who made the heart gesture last time, so he felt that he could switch without hesitation this time, and so he spoke:

"Give me a thumbs up if you make a heart shape."

Texas just nodded. This gesture was nothing to her, just a normal interaction between them. She was happy with it before, and now that they had established a relationship, she was even happier.

"Well, both of you get ready."

Logos raised his camera and then gestured.

"Three, two, one!"

But when Logos looked at the film, he saw that the two people's hands formed a complete heart, not the gesture they agreed on. When Logos came to his senses, they quietly left the control center - they were even smart enough not to touch the door again.

"Is this the tacit understanding that only exists between them?"

Logos couldn't help but smile, and then left the scene quietly.

Back in the corridor, Qiannian noticed that Texas didn't even blush. She still kept some calm when it was unnecessary. However, the atmosphere couldn't be so cold. He thought for a moment and turned his head to her:

"Is there any cigarette?"

"Snapped!"

Without waiting for the cigarette, Qiannian only felt his forehead being hit hard by the back of her hand, followed by a cold response:

"I've quit smoking for a long time, and you don't smoke either, right?"

"Ahem, I picked the wrong topic."

Texas had already quit smoking last year. She gave away all the cigarette boxes and lighters in her room to operators in need. Until now, she has no desire to smoke anymore. She just spends the whole day chewing on Pocky idly.

"Then let's go for a walk on the deck? It's not raining now, so I think it's fine."

"Go to your room."

"Huh? There's nothing good in my room."

"I remember there is one. Take me there."

Qiannian couldn't persuade her, so he took her to his room.

"The password is 0601. It's easy to remember."

After pushing open the door, Qiannian drew aside the curtains, and then asked without any precautions:

"So, what good things are there in my room?"

When Texas heard this, a hint of anticipation flashed across his amber eyes. Or should it be desire? It was as if a powerful move was about to be released, or as if a hungry lone wolf had found new prey.

She gently put her hand on Qiannian's shoulder, then blew gently into his ear and whispered:

"You're just the good stuff, little idiot."

Qiannian was stunned for a moment, but felt a slight pain, as if his ear was bitten. However, at this time, he had lost his balance and fell onto the bed without any preparation.

Facing the panicked man, Texas no longer hesitated, kissed him deeply on his wet lips, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one...

When their bodies came together, the notebook on the table was opened and there were a few words written by the owner of the room this morning:

"As I touch the pages of a book,

I couldn't bear to shed tears,

I write about every kind of lovesickness in this world."

(As we all know, when Texas takes the initiative, Millennium is no different from a man and a woman)