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Lagoon Nebula, White Tower.

It has been raining for half a month, the sky has been gray and gray, and there seems to be a wave of dampness lingering on the tip of the nose.

Eliza holds a cup of hot coffee and observes the rainwater that collects like a stream on the glass wall.

Hearing someone pull away the chair, she turned around and saw August: "Are you done?"

August was wearing a light gray trench coat, tall and tall, with blue eyes. Through the glass wall, he looked at the two-story house opposite, and answered Eliza's question: "I have already submitted an application on the intranet. As a result, there is no project I want to start for the time being, let's rest for two days."

Eliza: "Well, rest a few more days and get a good night's sleep. The weather during this time can easily make people feel depressed."

The words stopped here, and no one continued to speak.

After another 2 minutes, August asked, "How is the prayer...?"

Eliza's eye circles immediately turned red. She was holding the coffee cup, looking to one side, and the broken hair behind her ear fell down: "August, I have been thinking these days, if I didn't propose to send prayers to strangle Trust, or, when the people from the White Tower go to pick him up, if they go a little faster, even if it’s only 1 minute faster, wouldn’t things be the way they are now?”

Qi Yan felt that he had had a dream, but what he dreamed of actually disappeared when he woke up.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, feeling very dizzy and feeling a dull palpitation in his chest. He stepped on the ground with bare feet and walked a few steps, then went back and put on his slippers.

Passing by the table, his eyes were cold, and he scratched his arm with a fruit knife. After bleeding, he found a bandage, wrapped it around his wrist, and finally tied a flat bow with one hand with difficulty. open the door and go out.

Walking along the corridor, his mind seemed to be still in a deep sleep, until someone stopped him: "Pray!"

Qi Yan stopped, followed the sound, and saw Eliza and August.

Eliza smiled and asked him, "Did you sleep well?"

Qi Yan's reaction was a bit slow, and he replied hoarsely: "Fortunately, I slept for eight hours. It seems that I had a dream, but I can't remember it."

Seeing a piece of gauze protruding from Qiyan's cuff, Elisa tightened her hand holding the coffee cup: "Are you injured again?"

Qi Yan looked down at the bowknot, and explained slowly: "Well, I was scratched by a fruit knife accidentally, and it hurt. But Lu Fenghan applied healing gel to me and wrapped it with a bandage. Said it would be fine soon."

Eliza and August looked at each other.

After Qiyan was taken back to Lagoon Nebula, she remained in a coma.Except for the bite wound on the corner of the mouth and the bloody nails, there were no other injuries, but he lay in the treatment cabin for two days without waking up.

Eliza guessed that this should be the subjective will of Qiyan—he didn't want to wake up.

After three more days of comatose sleep on the bed, Qi Yan finally opened his eyes.

Elisa was already ready to answer the question of Qiyan, and even thought about the wording dozens of times, but what everyone didn't expect was that Qiyan didn't ask a word, went out after getting up, and put on the clothes again. Slippers, while wearing them, asked how the E97-Z project was progressing.

Eliza was always in suspense, and she didn't dare to say anything else. She just replied, "Since you went to Leto, you have been running data. August goes to see it once a week, but there is no result yet."

Qi Yan nodded, her thin figure was wrapped in loose clothes, feeling inexplicably empty.He said hoarsely, "I'll go and see."

Eliza followed behind him.

She kept replaying and praying for all the details from waking up to the present, and finally found: "Slippers—"

Qi Yan replied with a natural expression: "Just now Lu Fenghan reminded me to put them on. If I don't wear them, it will be cold. I always forget to wear slippers. He said it's okay, and he will remind me."

Eliza's heart sank.

The worst guesses she had made had come true.

The sound of the rain became a little quieter, and Qi Yan opened his chair and sat down. First, he chatted with August about the progress of the E97-Z project. The huge amount of calculations has proved that this is a dead end and should not be persisted.

August glanced over Qiyan's pale and thin cheeks, and the cyan under his eyes fell on his thin wrists again. He sighed slightly in his heart, but he didn't show it. He only brought the topic to daily life: "Have you eaten?" Have you taken the medicine?"

"I've taken it." After a few seconds, Qi Yan was a little confused, "I thought I took the medicine, but I remembered it wrong again."

August paused: "Did he remind you?"

Qi Yan nodded: "Well, he brought the water and gave me the medicine."

When Qi Yan was called away, Elisa put down the cold coffee and smiled wryly: "What should I do?"

In Qi Yan's memory, Lu Fenghan did not die because of saving him, but came to Lagoon Nebula with him.As for the time lost due to the coma, Qi Yan seemed to have acquiesced in the existence of this "loophole", and did not go into it at all.

In his words, Lu Fenghan would be mentioned from time to time.

Like today's phrase "accidentally scratched by a fruit knife", Qi Yan said it almost every day.

What frightened Eliza was that, in order to strengthen the authenticity of this fictional memory, Xi Yan, who is so sensitive to pain, would personally cut a wound on his arm with a sharp object every day, then wrap it with a bandage, and then Tie a bow.

It was like using this as evidence that Lu Fenghan was really still by his side.

However, Qi Yan obviously couldn't sleep all night, couldn't eat anything, and became weaker and thinner day by day, but he made up a story of "eight hours of sleep every day, and dreams that I can't remember clearly". memory.

He has consumed all his life force, wallowing in a world that is half false and half real.

As if that person hadn't left, as if everything was the same as before.

As long as he doesn't think deeply and explore, he will never break this delicate balance.

The cold coffee tasted extremely bitter, and the tip of her tongue seemed to be numb. Eliza held her forehead with her palm,

"It's like walking a tightrope on a cliff... You know what, I'm scared, I'm afraid that Qiyan will be stuck in this state, constantly cutting himself, suffering all night and all night, day after day, and eventually Can't live.

I'm also afraid that if I pull him out of this swamp, everything about him will collapse suddenly, how can I bear it?It was hard for him, it was hard for him to use those memories to coax himself, lie to himself, make himself crumbling, and still try to support himself..."

As she spoke, there was already a crying sound.

No one dared to tell Qi Yan that Lu Fenghan was dead, and there was no such person in this world, for fear that his psychology and spirit would be disintegrated in an instant.

Elisa watched Qiyan grow up from a young age, and even worked as his psychiatrist for eight full years, and she couldn't be more clear-Qiyan has always had the will to die.

Since eight years ago, with the increasing confusion of memory, Qi Yan has been living extremely hard every day.

He needs to distinguish what is false, to question and deny himself completely, and then piece together the truth from it, and he is not even sure whether the "truth" that has been pieced together is real.

No one knows what kind of pain and hopelessness this is.

Sometimes Elisa looked at Qiyan and felt that he was a weak fire in the wind, which would be completely extinguished at some point.

Until Qi Yan went to Leto, and until they spoke for the first time, even though Qi Yan didn't mention a single word, Eliza clearly felt that Qi Yan seemed to have caught a thin thread.

It is by relying on this filament that he has survived until now.

Like a drowned person being pulled out of the water, he can breathe briefly.

Even better day by day, more hopeful day by day.

But no one knows, what should I do if this filament is broken?

On the unknown star.

Someone is arguing vaguely in the ear.

"This kind of peace is rare and terrifying. The people of the alliance are safely enclosed within the wall. After a long time, they will lose their blood, lose their perception of danger, and no longer be vigilant. Including the Central Army, various The garrison sent by the Legion of the Administrative Region, if left idle for too long, the sword will rust and the hilt will rot."

Another person replied: "But the duty of a soldier is to defend the alliance. There is nothing wrong with using the expeditionary force as a pass to stop foreign enemies. Besides, human beings are genetically divided and belligerent. Without interstellar pirates, there is no rebellion." Army, there will naturally be others.”

The person who spoke first sighed: "No one has the ability to prophesy. What you and I can do is to do well what we can do right now, and what's more, the soldiers come to cover up the water. People of future generations will do it."

Lu Fenghan vaguely remembered that this was when he was less than ten years old. On a rainy night, his father Lu Jun came home from a rare vacation and entertained his comrade Nie Huaiting at home.

He was assembling a starship model while listening to them talking about something he didn't understand.

Starship...

The miniature starship he was driving had been shattered in the jump channel, as was the medium-sized ship chasing him.

He dullly noticed that his whole body seemed to be in pain, but the pain was separated by something, which was not real enough.

The sound of the rain in his ear gradually died down, and Lu Fenghan recalled that he and Qi Yan once drifted together on a desolate star, and Qi Yan was talking to him indistinctly with a nutrient in his mouth.

pray.

pray...

This name awakened Lu Fenghan's mind in an instant. He tried his best to move his fingers, but failed. His mind seemed to have lost contact with his nervous system.

I can't die.

I need to wake up.

If I die, who will remind that little confused to wear slippers when cold and eat well when hungry?

He still wanted to go back, and prayed that he would wait for him.

Prayer is still waiting for him.

Lu Fenghan opened his eyes.

The light was too strong, Lu Fenghan's eyes blurred, and it took him a long time to focus.

What came into view was the sky with clouds on it, and I could glimpse green from the corner of my eye. Judging from the touch, it should be the tip of grass.

The chaotic memory made Lu Fenghan think for a moment that he was lying on the lawn of the First Military Academy, lazily basking in the sun.Remembering that Qiyan's earlobe was pricked by a grass tip, she coquettishly said that she was injured.

"Hello."

When Lu Fenghan heard these words, his eyes sharpened slightly, and his guard was obvious.

At first he thought it was him who woke up, and his vigilance dropped to zero, so he didn't notice anyone beside him.But when he turned his stiff neck and looked around, sure enough, there was no one around, no one at all.

Either it's not auditory hallucinations, or it's a little more superstitious - aliens hell.

"Hello."

The voice sounded again.

Lu Fenghan didn't answer rashly.

"Judging from various data, you are already awake." The voice appeared again, "Or, I have broken down in the transition channel, but I don't know."

"The self-inspection is completed, and the conclusion: I am not broken."

"Secondary self-inspection, conclusion: no damage found, no self-repair required."

After listening to these few words one after another, Lu Fenghan said cautiously: "Who are you?"

After three seconds.

"Hello, I'm Po Jun. It's a pleasure to talk to you. Your opening remarks are the same as I imagined. I'm glad we have such a good understanding."

This sentence is very long. If you listen carefully, you will find a subtle sense of rigidity.

Grabbing one of the key words, Lu Fenghan breathed a little: "Pojun?"

"Yes, thank you for naming me. Your naming level surpasses 98.976% of the people in the league. I like this name very much."

Lu Fenghan couldn't move now, he closed his eyes exhaustedly, and asked, "Are you on my wrist?"

"If you mean my data core, then yes, I am temporarily living in your personal terminal."

It took Lu Fenghan a long time to let out a foul breath: "I'm not dead."

"Yes, except for the concussion of the brain, the fracture of three ribs, the broken forehead and bleeding, and the scratch on the arm, you are still alive, and there is no possibility of death for the time being."

Lu Fenghan didn't think he could survive the explosion of the miniature starship, "You saved me?"

"The situation was critical at the time. I sensed that your vital signs had dropped rapidly, so I was forced to start it. There was a medium-sized ship with a system crash nearby. I took the opportunity to invade and forcibly ejected the other party's escape pod."

It is clearly a critical situation in the blink of an eye, but it appears ordinary in Po Jun's straightforward description.

"After we entered the escape cabin, the transition channel was destroyed by the explosion, and we were pushed out of the channel by the turbulent flow and entered outside the alliance star field. After analyzing the nearby data, I finally decided to land the escape cabin on this planet. We Good luck."

Lu Fenghan roughly understood the whole story, and understood what Po Jun meant by "good luck".

There is grass where he lies, which means that this is a planet suitable for living things, and food and water sources should not be a problem.

"Thank you."

Po Jun replied politely: "You're welcome."

It has been eight hours since Lu Fenghan was able to move independently.Lu Fenghan's head was still dizzy, but he was able to stand still.As for the cracked ribs and scratches on the arm, it did not affect his actions.The blood on his forehead had solidified, so he ignored it.

While exploring the surrounding area, Lu Fenghan asked, "Can you tell short stories?"

This was what Qiyan asked him when he was in Desolate Star, if there was an artificial intelligence to chat with him, would he hope that the artificial intelligence would tell cold jokes and short stories.

Po Jun replied: "Of course, my data core contains nearly [-] cold jokes, and millions of short stories from ancient times to the present. I can also sing."

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows: "Sing a song?"

But after hearing only one sentence, Lu Fenghan frowned: "Okay, I already know that you can sing."

Po Jun was very humble: "Thank you for your approval."

Lu Fenghan: "..."

Actually, I don't quite agree.

It wasn't until dark that Lu Fenghan stopped investigating and entered a cave made of rocks, because Po Jun reminded him that it would rain tonight.Unable to connect to the star network and without rescue, he must ensure that he will not get sick.

Using the dry firewood he found to light a fire, Lu Fenghan leaned against the icy rock wall: "Have you noticed that all the plant species we saw are similar?"

"Yes, I found out."

"It doesn't look like it formed naturally, but it looks like someone sowed the seeds here." Lu Fenghan tapped his fingers on his knees, thinking, if someone really was there, would they be able to find a way to leave here?

I don't know what's going on now.

Before his eyes, when the escape pod was activated, Qi Yan looked at him with wet eyes.

He made Xiao Jiaoqi cry.

And crying so hard, so sad.

There was a sudden throbbing pain in his heart, and Lu Fenghan felt self-loathing. He changed his posture, straightened his injured leg, looked at the shadow of the flames reflected on the rock wall, and asked abruptly: " The White Tower is in the Lagoon Nebula, right?"

Po Jun replied: "Yes."

The "White Tower" was established in the age of the earth, when the global ecological environment was extremely deteriorating, and human beings gathered the world's top scientists to seek survival for the race.

Therefore, the purpose of the White Tower is still the original - "for the continuation of mankind."

The first technological explosion that sent humans into space for the first time in the earth's history and opened the prelude to the interstellar era is the result of the White Tower.Later, the second technological explosion in the first year of the star calendar was also promoted by the White Tower.

In the history of human race, the White Tower has an extremely high seat.

After the establishment of the rebel army, the members of the White Tower were all at the forefront of the black list, and then they gradually disappeared.

In order to protect the White Tower, when the name "White Tower" is mentioned outside, everyone will use "there" to refer to it, which is an unspoken tacit understanding.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Lu Fenghan felt a little more at ease.

If it was the White Pagoda, it would definitely be able to protect the prayers in the chaos.

Disturbed, Lu Fenghan got up, did not leave the cave rashly, but turned towards the depths of the cave, and asked Po Jun: "Can I go in?"

"Yes, according to the environmental data, the risk factor inside is extremely low." After answering, Po Jun also turned on the light source very considerately.

Lu Fenghan raised his foot and walked in.The surrounding area was too quiet, not even the sound of insects. The light source in front of him broke through the darkness, and the shadows behind him followed step by step. There was a sense of crisis that if you were not careful, you would be swallowed.

Po Jun spoke, breaking the silence: "Do you want me to sing for you?"

Lu Fenghan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why do you ask that?"

Po Jun: "Because my producer used a piece of data to remind me that occasionally you are temporarily afraid of the dark and need someone to accompany you."

Lu Fenghan's footsteps faltered, and he laughed again.

This was the reason why Qiyan came to him with a game terminal and the two of them shared the same bed that night, and he made up nonsense.

Feeling soft, Lu Fenghan chatted casually: "Are you afraid of the dark?"

Po Jun: "I'm not afraid."

Lu Fenghan: "Then what are you afraid of?"

Po Jun: "I'm afraid of ghosts."

Lu Fenghan thought he didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Po Jun repeated: "I'm afraid of ghosts."

Lu Fenghan: "Is this the designer's design, or is there another reason?"

Po Jun explained his fear: "It has nothing to do with the designer. When I invaded the system of a medium-sized ship, I accidentally took some data with me. While you were in a coma, I explored the surroundings. I was bored. So in the I found a ghost movie, out of curiosity, I finished it, I was scared and regretted."

For a moment, Lu Fenghan's mood was rather complicated——

He has an artificial intelligence that is afraid of ghosts.

The cave was not too deep, and when we stopped in front of the rock wall at the end, time did not pass for a long time.

Lu Fenghan adjusted the light source so that the light shone on it, "There are words."

Although it is in the depths of the cave, avoiding the sun and wind, the handwriting is still a little mottled, but it can still be seen that someone has carved it word by word.

It's a message.

"To latecomers:

I was born in the year 2109 of the Earth calendar, and I am one of the members of the alliance's "Great Voyage" project.In the year 2131 of the Earth calendar, three companions and I set sail from the earth and arrived at this strange planet.Unfortunately, our ship was damaged and we were unable to return.

One member committed suicide three months later, another member died of illness, and another member I spent many days and nights on this strange planet.After seeing no hope of leaving, he also took his own life.

I experienced an indescribable loneliness.

This planet is suitable for human habitation, but there are no traces of life.I scatter the plant seeds carried in the spacecraft all over the places I pass, and they are lush and vibrant.However, I feel more clearly that this is not my hometown.

If any latecomers arrive here, please take a stone away, and let me and my three companions, after many years, cross the galaxy and return to our hometown.

I took it upon myself to name this planet 'Dawn'.

May mankind usher in the light. "

Lu Fenghan did not find the skeleton of the person who left this message, so he guessed that this message was not only engraved in this place.

The "Great Voyage" plan is an almost tragic plan proposed at the end of the Earth Age and before the Alliance settled in Leto.It is hoped that like the "great voyage" of the earth age, in the universe, a "new continent" - a habitable planet will be discovered.

At that time, the earth's environment was extremely deteriorating and was no longer suitable for human survival, and the extinction of the race was imminent.

On the one hand, the scientists in the White Tower are trying their best to find a way out, and on the other hand, countless ordinary people are responding one after another. With unimaginable courage, they are driving almost crude spaceships and plunged into the vast universe.

Humans only.

Only for the continuation of the race.

Lu Fenghan leaned over and picked up four small stones.

I can vaguely see that more than 200 years ago, a vague figure carved this line of words on the rock wall with crude tools.

Seeing four young people landed on this planet, with longing for the future of the race, smiling all over their faces.

I saw countless spaceships starting from the earth and flying into the vast space, looking for the miracle of life.

Lu Fenghan's voice was very soft, afraid of disturbing anything.

"Humans, a not-so-powerful, even fragile race, can go from ancient ignorance to the earth age, and then to the star calendar era?"

Beyond the cave is a planet that is strange but full of life.

Beyond the planets is the vast and boundless universe.

Human beings are to the universe, not even a drop in the ocean.

Lu Fenghan's shadow slanted on the ground.

He seemed to be just asking and answering himself.

"It's hope."

The author has something to say:

Than a heart made of seeds~

good night

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: the flow of dreams/mg1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Master Meow, Tao Xiaochun 1;