blue stars

During this time I took a break.

The injury suffered in the sewer was actually not small, and Geller didn't come to me for a while after he knew about it.After the lumberyard recovers, a batch of raw materials will be sent to me every day, so I can have a rest for the time being.

Instead, Django came to me and said that the electric box was faulty, and the game hall could not play games.

Xiaomei from the newspaper saw that I often asked the scientific research center to study the information in the CD, and asked me if I had a copier. It happened that Petra had this in the research, and the assembly materials were ready-made. I gave it to her, and it saved me from running around. up.

A few days later, she asked me if I had a camera. I checked, but there was no such thing in the information Tepela gave me, so I had to go to the research center.

I didn’t see Tepera, but Merlin came to me and told me that she had a camera, and asked me if I wanted the camera or the drawings. I thought about it, and I didn’t want to run a few more times. Give me.

Merlin was also very generous, which made me a little skeptical. She promised to give me the camera, and she didn't need me to do anything else, as long as I agreed to her one request, to go on a date with her.

It was the next day, and we made an appointment at the central square. I don’t know why we made an appointment here. It’s probably more convenient because it’s closer to the scientific research center.I had no idea about dating a guy anyway, let alone a woman.

There is a big tree in the central square, and Martha can always be seen doing sports here when passing by. At this time, Merlin and I are sitting on the bench under the tree, and the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

say something

How about asking her what she likes or dislikes?

She has nothing to like, a natural workaholic, and her interest is to get into the laboratory to study ancient civilizations.

"Why don't you lie on my lap and sleep for a while?" I looked at the dark circles under her glasses and asked something that even I didn't know what I was talking about.

She was probably really tired, so she lay down and lay her pillow on my lap.

I can't describe the feeling, dating a stranger who I don't really know very well.

She's not a talkative person, and neither am I.I can't imagine how she feels when she faces some things dug out of the ground or from the ruins in the laboratory every day. Will she feel suddenly lonely when she looks up occasionally and sees the visitors coming and going? .

Maybe I will envy her daily stability, maybe she will also envy me to go to a wider place, but everyone's choice is always faced with more abandonment.

She fell asleep for less than a quarter, and woke up, "Come here, I still have work to do."

Hearing her say this, I finally let go of my hanging heart, and the ecstasy in my heart told me that this tortured date was finally coming to an end.

If not for her letter the next day.

She sent me the camera and wrote a letter along the way.That was her first date. That date was not as beautiful as in the fairy tale. Of course, I also felt the same way. I really did not expect that there would be an extra date in my workshop order.

When Emily found out about this, I thought she would laugh at me, but unexpectedly she said, "Why don't we go to the central square tomorrow to see what's interesting, and we just happen to be free recently."

"Actually I'd rather play chick catcher," I told her.

She giggled, "Remember tomorrow at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, don't be late."

This time I finally realized what a date really meant. I went to Alice's to buy a bouquet of flowers, and then I brought Emily's favorite pumpkin pie.Seeing the preparations I made, I realized that this is really going on a date with friends.

Emily told me that in addition to the tree in the central square, you can also play on the seesaw and swing. If you are tired from work, it is also good to come out to relax once in a while.We also had a swing competition to see if we could reach the highest point together.

The sunset in Portia is pink, and the wheat field at the door is golden yellow. The water sprayed by the irrigator that was made a while ago in the wheat field brings a cool wind in this summer evening.

Emily said, next time I have time, I can go to her and play chick catch.

I think I finally have friends in this place called Portia.