Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

When people meet again after a long separation, it is natural for them to be inseparable. This is human nature.

It wasn't until the third day that Diana went to work.

Rosen walked out of his house and strolled on the streets of Washington, enjoying the scenes unique to this era.

For example, people’s clothes, the style of vehicles, the decoration style of houses and so on.

In Rosen's eyes, there was an indescribable feeling.

It's like when you're listening to a pop song and suddenly a disco song pops up. It's an absolutely indescribable feeling.

In addition, Rosen was fortunate enough to personally experience a street culture that is very American: robbery.

Of course, he was the one who was robbed, and the other parties were two black men with guns.

The cause was that Rosen was so busy looking at the graffiti on the wall that he unknowingly walked into a remote alley, and then met two black men who were not sure whether they were drunk or had taken too many drugs.

It seemed that his skin color made him look like a soft persimmon who had money in his pocket and did not dare to resist or even call the police when being robbed.

So the two of them had almost no verbal communication, but they tacitly blocked Rosen in the alley, and then took out guns and asked Rosen to take out all his money, otherwise he would let him say goodbye to the world.

Rosen certainly won't spoil them.

So he raised his foot without hesitation, and with a bang, kicked the nearest Lao Hei away five or six meters.

With a flash of his body, he appeared next to another old black man.

The old black man didn't expect that Rosen would dare to resist and was so skilled, so he subconsciously wanted to shoot at Rosen.

Bang.

But at such a close distance, Lao Hei's gun was not as fast as Rosen's fist.

So Lao Hei was directly released as a kite.

It flew about seven or eight meters away and rolled several times on the ground before it stopped.

As for whether his bones would be broken or his intestines would be shattered, that was not something Rosen needed to consider.

He didn't have the time to call the police, he just clapped his hands and walked away.

It was already a kindness on his part that he did not kill the two black men, and naturally he would not call an ambulance for them.

Rosen's wanderings were not without results.

At least I found a vegetable market in Chinatown and saw a lot of commonly used seasonings, so I bought a batch to make some home-cooked meals for Diana to try.

It is worth mentioning that the money he used was given by Diana.

This made Rosen very helpless.

It’s not that he doesn’t have money in his pocket, the key is that he can’t use it in this era.

There are also some things that cannot be converted into cash for the time being, so I can only live off them for two days.

However, when Diana got off work in the evening, the two were having dinner and chatting together. Rosen mentioned the robbery that happened today, and also talked about his idea of ​​making some money. After all, living off others is not a long-term solution.

Diana listened to him quietly, then smiled and said, "Rosen, you are not a freeloader. This house was originally yours."

Rosen was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that when he first entered the world of Saving Private Ryan, he once had an identity. He seemed to be a Chinese who immigrated to the United States a long time ago.

I remember that after he married Diana, he once mentioned that he wanted her to move in with him.

But this matter was over after it was talked about. Before leaving that world, he settled Diana in New York, so he naturally put this matter behind him.

If Diana hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have remembered it.

"Haha, so I'm also the second generation of demolition workers in Washington." Rosen joked with a smile.

"Not only that." Diana looked at him lovingly and said, "I later pawned the jewelry you left me for a lot of money, and invested it according to what you said. Now the returns are quite good, and you are now a billionaire."

"So many?!" Rosen was stunned.

He couldn't believe what it meant to be a billionaire in 1984, but there would definitely be no problem in achieving financial freedom.

"That's not all." Diana smiled and said, "I have traveled around the world from time to time over the years because I always feel that I might meet you again somewhere. When I go to a beautiful place, I will buy a house, thinking that we may settle there in the future."

"Although I have never met you, I have been buying more and more houses. By now, I have accumulated at least three or four hundred properties around the world."

"Great!" Rosen gave Diana a thumbs up and said sincerely, "Rich woman! Please support me!"

He immediately held her delicate hand again, and said with some shame and guilt, "Wife, it's really unfair for you to marry someone like me who is often away from home."

"No." Diana raised her eyes and looked at him, saying, "Except that I often miss you, I don't feel wronged."

This made Rosen even more moved and at the same time felt even more ashamed.

It's just too difficult for him now to stay together forever, so he can only cherish the present time.

The next day.

Diana invited Rosen to go with her to see where she worked.

Of course Rosen wouldn't refuse.

The two did not drive, but walked there.

Rosen certainly wouldn't look around like the pilot in the original plot, finding everything new and interesting.

Diana didn't give too much introduction either, because she knew that Rosen came from a more distant future.

But she was curious about some things, such as pointing at the subway and asking Rosen: "Were these still there in your time?"

"I heard there are more." Rosen whispered to her, "These are the ones that are being built now. The equipment is old and the environment is very poor. No decent person dares to sit here."

"Really?"

"I just heard about it. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I'm not sure if it's true or not." Rosen smiled and said, "But the subways in our country are getting longer and longer, and better and better. If I have the chance, I'll take you back to see it, and hold a grand wedding at home."

"Is there such an opportunity?" Diana said with longing and melancholy.

"Of course there is." Rosen said confidently, "Believe me."

"Yeah." Diana smiled and nodded, then pointed to a group of young people breakdancing on the side of the road and asked, "Will there be breakdancing in the future?"

"There have been, but almost no one dances anymore." Rosen held her hand, admired the dancing of these people, and whispered, "Because it will be replaced by more fresh dances."

"What about these?" Diana pointed at the staff in space suits handing out brochures to passersby, and then pointed at the many rocket models in front of her, saying, "And these."

"They are also replaced by newer and better ones, but..." Rosen looked at her and said firmly: "Humanity's exploration of the sea of ​​stars will never stop, and the achievements are remarkable."

As he spoke, he pulled Diana to a deserted place, took out his cell phone, found the photos he had taken on Mars and handed them to her.

It wasn't Diana's first time using Rosen's phone, so she used it very smoothly.

Even her fingerprint was stored on the phone, so it could be opened easily.

Then she saw the picture of Rosen farming on Mars, and of course she also saw the photo of Mark and Rosen.

"Isn't this the soldier named James Ryan whom you rescued many years ago?" Diana asked in surprise.

"Although he looks very similar, this is not him," Rosen introduced. "This guy is called Mark Watney, a lucky unlucky guy. He is a botanist, and he was lucky enough to be one of the first astronauts to land on Mars..."

As they walked, Rosen told Diana the story of The Martian.

Diana couldn't help laughing when she heard something happy, but when she heard something thrilling, she couldn't help covering her mouth and widening her eyes.

"Are there really aliens?" She was even more skeptical, especially when she heard that there were Transformers on Mars.

"Diana, since God exists, then there's nothing strange about the existence of aliens?" Rosen said.

Diana frowned and thought about it, then finally nodded.