What should I do if all the contractors are in love?

Yunjiu: ...

She looked at Xie Zhiyu and found that the gaze he gave her after he finished reading this sentence inexplicably made the atmosphere become a little anxious.

Yunjiu coughed lightly and said, "I just pointed casually."

"I know." Xie Zhiyu was not surprised at all, but he still added a few words: "This is a sentence written by the author of this book to his master. I just think... it's a bit coincidental."

Yunjiu looked back at Xie Zhiyu's suggestive gaze. Even though she didn't feel it, she still nodded: "A little bit."

“This book records the author’s life on the spacecraft and is also his autobiography.

At that time, many people would write such autobiographies and upload them to the database of the spaceship they were on.

If they are unfortunately killed, these data will be immediately transmitted to the nearest spacecraft database, so that their past can also be preserved. "

Xie Zhiyu became interested and said a few more words: "Even if it is the same spaceship, the records from different people's perspectives are very interesting.

For example, this author and a crew member were responsible for repairing a cabin. The two had a conflict and a big fight. He later thought it was his fault.

Coincidentally, the crew member who had a conflict with him also thought so in his autobiography..."

As Xie Zhiyu was talking, he looked at Yunjiu a little embarrassedly, pursed his lips and smiled: "I said a little too much."

Yunjiu had closed the book without knowing when. She shook her head and said, "It's quite interesting. Please continue."

Although it sounded interesting, Yunjiu's gaze was too dull. Xie Zhiyu couldn't help but feel puzzled, and tentatively asked, "These two people clearly thought it was their own fault, but later they became strangers to each other. Don't you think it's a pity?"

Yunjiu burst out laughing, her tone full of joking: "If you knew that your autobiography might be circulated in the future for future generations to judge...

Do you mind describing yourself as an unreasonable person, or would you rather portray yourself as a person who reflects on things, whether they are right or wrong? "

Xie Zhiyu: …

He said almost without hesitation: "The latter."

Yunjiu didn't say anything, just looked at Xie Zhiyu with a faint smile on his lips.

"I never thought about these things..." Xie Zhiyu realized belatedly, "There are many autobiographies of this kind, and I have only read some of them. Perhaps, as you said, most people have the possibility of pretending."

This box of paper reading materials were all the ones he liked to read when he was a teenager. At that time, he never thought about the things behind them, but when he heard that a little gossip was related to the author of the article he had read, he would remember it more clearly.

That's why Xie Zhiyu told Yunjiu this funny story in order to divert the awkward atmosphere between them.

……

"Wrong." Yunjiu stretched out his index finger and shook it: "This is just the idea of ​​some people. Only an 'autobiography' with gorgeous words, appropriate terms, and smooth reading is likely to be circulated by future generations."

She chuckled: "For those who record their lives like writing a diary, I'm afraid their 'autobiography' is not worth printing."

Xie Zhiyu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Well, unless their relatives are still alive, they may print out the records, but I haven't seen these 'autobiographies' for sale on the market."

What he didn't say was that even uploading such an autobiography to the database was something that required a high amount of points in that era.

Think about it carefully, how many people would spend a large amount of points in an era of scarce resources just to record their entire life with a full-length insult to life?

However, when Xie Zhiyu first read this type of book, he never thought about the essence behind these "autobiographies".

After all, it's just entertainment.

……

Yunjiu yawned and said, "Go on."

"Continue what?" Xie Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, with an embarrassed look on his face: "Do you want to listen again?"

Xie Zhiyu thought that after Yunjiu denied what he said, she would not want to listen to him anymore.

Yunjiu put away the table: "Yeah."

She lay down and waved to Xie Zhiyu who was sitting on the bed: "Continue."

Whether the two people have the same views on such things does not affect Yunjiu's willingness to listen to him.

After all, the sound is good and you won’t get bored listening to it.

Xie Zhiyu glanced across the tightly closed bed curtain and looked at Yunjiu: "...Can you close it?"

Yunjiu nodded indifferently.

Xie Zhiyu closed the curtain, then lay down next to Yunjiu. He placed his hand on the pillow where Yunjiu was sleeping and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Yunjiu thought for a moment, then turned her head on the pillow to look at him: "Can you sing?"

"...Not really." Xie Zhiyu silently withdrew his hand from the pillow.

Yunjiu gave Xie Zhiyu an 'encouraging' look: "Try it."

Xie Zhiyu was still a little hesitant: "What if it doesn't sound good?"

He didn't want his image in front of the master to be ruined because of singing a song.

"It's okay." Yunjiu's expression was very serious: "I won't laugh at you."

Xie Zhiyu searched his mind, but could only find a few nursery rhymes that he could sing completely.

He informed Yunjiu of the result and asked, "...It will be strange, right?"

Yunjiu closed his eyes and said, "Sing."

Xie Zhiyu cleared his throat and hummed softly under Yunjiu's gaze, but stopped when he reached the high notes.

Yunjiu lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "Why did you stop?"

Xie Zhiyu glanced at Yunjiu's half-empty pillow and rested his head on it: "I can't sing."

"It sounds nice." Yun Jiu said this to comfort him, but he also stretched out his fingertips and gently touched his shoulder to prevent Xie Zhiyu from getting closer.

She hummed, "Go get another pillow if you want to sleep."

"Yeah, okay." Xie Zhiyu sat up with a smile, pulled the bed curtain halfway open and got out of bed.

He noticed that the curtain of the bed diagonally opposite was also drawn open. It was a woman he had never met before. Her eyes were staring blankly in his direction.

Xie Zhiyu got out of bed and quietly closed the curtain, smiled at the strange woman to show his friendliness, and then went straight to the empty bed next to him to get a pillow.

"Um..." The girl saw Xie Zhiyu walk back to his original bed and open the curtain, as if he was getting ready to go to bed, so she hesitated and said, "Hello, can you lend me a book?"

Xie Zhiyu glanced down at the box on the corner of the bed: "Okay."

He put the pillow on the bed, and when he met Yunjiu's lazy and casual gaze, he did not forget to wink at Yunjiu.

The girl also got out of bed, but she didn't walk over directly. Instead, she stood beside the bed and said, "Thank you."