Across Deep Space: Four Men and a Play

Li Shen arranged a room for Xia Jiumeng to rest and then left.

Xia Jiumeng looked around the room. There was a huge four-poster bed in the middle. The bedposts were carved with exquisite vine patterns, and the bed curtains were dark blue silk, which looked thick and luxurious.

There was an old wooden bedside table next to the bed, with a candlestick on it. The candle had long been burned out, leaving only solidified wax tears.

There was a tall wardrobe in the corner with the door closed, and on the opposite wall was a window with clear glass covered with frost and snow.

There was a dressing mirror under the window, but the tabletop was dusty and mottled, looking quite old. On one side of the table lay a quill pen and a blank parchment notebook.

The floor near the bed was covered with a thick carpet, but the color was a little dull, as if telling of the traces of time.

Xia Jiumeng sighed helplessly. The decoration was luxurious and old, and it was obvious how long no one had lived there.

A water ball condensed in his hand and exploded, with water droplets splashing everywhere. Wherever it touched, the dust and dullness were washed away, making the place look brand new.

Just like that, in just a few breaths, the whole room became clean and tidy, and it looked pretty good at first glance.

I nodded in satisfaction and went to the bathroom, feeling relieved when I saw the bathroom's fairly modern decoration.

She said that it was Philos after all, and even though most of the style was European, the technology shouldn't have regressed to the point where people had to squat on the toilet to solve personal problems.

After a quick wash in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror at the frost spreading across his chest and raised his hand to wipe it away.

If you don't like it, don't watch it.

How can a girl's heart hold anything other than the mark of her partner?

Because they were in Li Shen's territory, Xia Jiumeng slept peacefully and had no dreams all night.

the next day.

Xia Jiumeng went to the top of the tower early to see the flowers in the gap.

The room Li Shen arranged for her was near the stairs, making it very convenient for viewing flowers.

It shows how much this flower is cherished.

Unfortunately, the flower has wilted a little after being frozen all night.

A little wood-type energy surged from his fingertips and was instantly absorbed by the flower bud. The originally wilted flower instantly regained its vitality.

She increased the amount of energy she injected, hoping to see if she could directly induce the flower to bloom. Unfortunately, the energy was unintentionally rejected by the flower bud and dissipated into the air.

"Tsk, it really doesn't work. Forget it, I'll give you some water."

Xia Jiumeng turned around and didn't notice that when she pulled her fingers away, a golden light that came from nowhere was absorbed by the flower bud.

A set of tools for caring for flowers and plants are neatly placed on a coffee table at the top of the tower. Looking at the obvious signs of use, it is not difficult to guess who is using them.

I casually filled a kettle with some water to water the jasmine plant.

"It seems that you are really good at taking care of flowers." Li Shen came up at some point, and his tone of voice became much better as he looked at the flower that looked much more energetic.

"Thank you for the compliment. I am indeed good at growing flowers."

At least it's well-maintained in Linkong City.

"Are you here to supervise me?" Xia Jiumeng looked at him and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You don't seem to have confidence in yourself."

"How is that possible?" What plant can't be grown with the wood-type superpower?

"How long will it take for it to bloom?" Li Shen said nothing more and just changed the question.

"Not sure, but it shouldn't take long."

After all, isn't she one of the conditions for flowering?

It will always open when she comes.

It’s a pity that some beings don’t really want this flower to bloom too quickly.

"kindness."

Li Shen didn't say anything else, but just watched her water the jasmine flower little by little.

Xia Jiumeng inadvertently looked up and saw a row of black spots appearing near the middle of the snow-capped mountain in the distance. They were moving slowly upwards, and the direction they were heading was exactly the Tower of Thorns where they were.

He raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "Those people also want to come and listen to the oracle?"

Li Shen glanced at it indifferently, raised his hand and wrote a string of light silver runes. In an instant, the originally clear weather not far away was covered by a blizzard, and the group of people completely disappeared in it.

Xia Jiumeng didn't say anything to continue, but Li Shen took the initiative to speak.

"The wind and snow will make them lose their direction and retreat."

"Aren't you afraid they'll die in the snow?"

Compared to nature, human beings are as small as a speck of dust.

"They won't die."

"Right."

This area is Li Shen's chassis, and he has complete control over it.

"Do you hate people seeking prophecies?"

"Destiny is predetermined, but there are always people who want to struggle in vain, especially when they find out that their future is different from what they imagined."

When Li Shen said this, he glanced at her with a hint of meaning.

Xia Jiumeng: Just talk, why are you looking at me?

"Well, I wonder if the Prophet has ever heard a word."

She put down the kettle and looked at Li Shen seriously. Her eyes were as clear as a mirror, reflecting the indifferent expression of the man in front of her.

"Fate is meant to be broken. I never believe in God or fate. Even if God were here, I would still bet everything on him to win."

If she can't win, it means she is not strong enough.

In the world she lives in, people have faith, but they are never blind. Various forces flourish, but at the same time, everyone only controls their own destiny in their own hands.

Instead of blindly following the so-called "God" or "fate".

When Li Shen heard this, his heart was shocked.

For thousands of years, he has been living as a tool of God in this world where people firmly believe that fate cannot be changed. However, the woman in front of him has such a rebellious and strong belief.

A complex look flashed in his eyes, including surprise, but more of an indescribable admiration.

“Heretical.”

Xia Jiumeng smiled and said, "So what if I'm a heretic? My destiny is in my own hands."

Li Shen didn't say anything else, but just lowered his head silently, looking at the jasmine, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, the jasmine seemed to sense the subtle atmosphere between the two people and swayed slightly.

Xia Jiumeng's eyes lit up, "Look, it seems to understand what we said."

Li Shen's lips curled up slightly, "Perhaps, it also hopes that you can change its predetermined fate and bloom sooner."

Although he knew that the flower would never bloom, he kept trying. Perhaps he also wanted to break free from his 'fate'.

"Will do."

Xia Jiumeng looked at him and smiled, and the indifference and coldness in him seemed to have faded a little.

In this way, in the next few days, she would go to the top of the tower every day to take care of Jasmine, and Li Shen would also come up to watch. Although the two did not communicate much, the atmosphere between them was much more harmonious.