Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Pei Qingque was stunned for a moment, and instead of answering Wen Jingyi's question immediately, she turned her head subconsciously and cast her eyes straight on Mianmian's body.

Originally, Mianmian just stood quietly and waited, but when she caught Pei Qingque's movement, she immediately raised a smile on her face, and her red mechanical eyes flashed, as if silently asking: "What's wrong?"

Seeing Mianmian's naivety, Pei Qingque only felt that he couldn't connect this stupid big iron skin with Mop-971's cold ice face.

Although in a sense they use the same body, Pei Qingque is sure that whether it is Mianmian before transformation or humanoid robot after transformation, it must be two different sets of AI that control the movement of the body.

It wasn't until this time that Pei Qingque realized that she had forgotten too many things unintentionally.Wen Jingyi's casual question just to change the subject can bring back a large number of memories buried deep in his mind.

The successive incidents made him overwhelmed, and at the same time, he also put aside the memory of certain things far away. When he looked back, he realized that it had already been covered with thick dust.

With a gap, those memories poured out like a flood after the gate was opened.

Pei Qingque immediately remembered that Bingcube's face was turned back to its original shape by his anger at that time, and his face changed slightly, probably out of some inexplicable apology, and even the eyes that looked at Mianmian changed. It's a lot more complicated.

He didn't even know his name, so he put the AI ​​who was kindly protecting him into hibernation... If only he could be more rational at that time, he shouldn't have said those things that were not brains.

Sure enough, he was still too arrogant and unintentionally hurt someone who cared about him.Pei Qingque lowered her eyes halfway, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her knuckles turned white from clenched fists.

"Hey, young master, you're back to your senses."

Seeing Pei Qingque wandering in the sky, his eyes became more and more erratic, Wen Jingyi raised half of his eyebrows, reached out and tapped the screen, trying to draw the other person's attention back: "I just asked casually, What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

Startled by the clear voice that suddenly rang next to her ears, Pei Qingque covered her cheeks and rubbed them in annoyance, revealing her two big eyes from between her fingers, and honestly apologized to Wen Jingyi: "Sorry, recently I don’t have a good rest, and my mind keeps wandering.”

"I...I have a good life," really didn't know how to tell Wen Jingyi about the bad things he had experienced recently, Pei Qingque's eyes flickered, and he lied extremely unskillfully: "He, he also fine."

In fact, with Pei Qingque's swaying acting skills, Wen Jingyi couldn't be fooled at all, but seeing that he was really cramped, the young man decided to use a broad mind to forgive his friend for concealing himself: "Okay." If you don’t want to say it, don’t say it, I can force you to do it.”

Pei Qingque put down her hands covering her cheeks, and smiled embarrassedly at the other party.

The camera shakes, probably because Wen Jingyi took the communicator from somewhere and held it in his hand.The angle on the screen changed several times, and after it stabilized, Pei Qingque saw Wen Jingyi's pointed chin and collarbone protruding from the collar of his leather jacket for a ride.

Wen Jingyi was tired from standing, so he simply sat down on the toilet lid, raised his legs in a careless manner, held the communicator in one hand, and lowered his head to talk to Pei Qingque:

"You left in such a hurry that you didn't even leave me a letter. Fortunately, I was smart and left a little thing for your housekeeping robot."

After finishing speaking, he pursed his mouth and pretended to complain: "I didn't expect that it took you so long to remember me as a good brother."

Pei Qingque thought that Wen Jingyi probably didn't know that Mianmian and Bingcuianlian were the same machine, so naturally he didn't take the initiative to expose it, and apologized to him according to the other party's words: "I'm sorry..."

"You also know that I was arrested when I ran away from home," Pei Qingque paused, and mumbled: "...he confiscated everything, and I didn't dare to ask to come back... So it took so long."

Wen Jingyi was barely persuaded after some mixed truth and falsehood. He raised his hand and tugged at his earrings, and subconsciously took the "he" in Pei Qingque's words as the other party's parent, and suddenly thought of himself. That annoying father didn't get angry at all. He gritted his teeth angrily and planned to unite with Pei Qingque to fight against the enemy: "Hmph, sure enough, all parents are so annoying."

"Didn't you transfer all the remaining resources of your family to my account before you left? There is still a sum of money." Wen Jingyi carelessly blew on his black-painted fingernails, and the voice changed, Her delicate brows were frowned, and her eyes were full of irritability: "The family is almost in trouble, but Brother Wen refuses to use it, and insists on forcing me to return the money all day long."

"I have to find you to pay back the money, right?" Wen Jingyi's voice paused, and then said: "He is good, he always thinks that I want to take the money down, and reminds me [-] times a day, which is worse than the alarm clock. Annoying."

Listening to Wen Jingyi's complaints, Pei Qingque found that Meng Wangchuan had transferred the remaining energy from the small foreign building to Wen's family as he had promised him. Not only that, he even gave the other party a large sum of money without telling himself. .

When he wanted to escape the most, the shadow of a certain person seemed to be everywhere, and he wished he could come out every moment to feel his presence.

Finally realizing how deep the entanglement between the two of them has been in the past few years, Pei Qingque felt sour, endured those complicated emotions and said to Wen Jingyi: "The money is from me... My family wants to thank you for your kindness during that time. My care has just been transferred, so don’t feel burdened, just use it when you need it, and you don’t need to pay it back.”

"Tsk," Wen Jingyi's eyes lit up. If Pei Qingque stood in front of him at this time, he would definitely step up to give his good brother a big hug: "I knew it! Xiaoque is the most loyal."

It's just that he was happy for less than three seconds, and Wen Jingyi turned into a punctured balloon again, slumped his shoulders, and said dejectedly: "But Brother Wen won't believe it."

Wen Jingyi propped his hands on his knees, resting his chin with half of his palms, and told Pei Qingque on the screen whether it was Wen's downfall:

"Brother Wen knows how to urge me to go to school every day, doesn't let me work, and doesn't let me fight. Even when I go to the tavern to serve dishes in my spare time, I will be arrested and sent to the remedial class..."

The boy was crazy: "Does he know that our family is very poor, we can't even afford food, and we still go to school?"

"Besides," Wen Jingyi snorted nonchalantly, "It's not his own son, he's still in a slum... What's the use of spending so much money for my education?"

Wen Jingyi's indifferent attitude towards the two people who were not related by blood and Wen Jaeye seemed to be carved out of the same mold, which really surprised Pei Qingque.If Pei Qingque felt a little unnatural when facing Wen Jingyi when she first learned of this "secret", now all unnecessary worries have been dispelled.

Wen Jingyi was younger than Pei Qingque, so it was more suitable for a young man like him to sit in school and study hard than to work odd jobs everywhere.Pei Qingque remembered what Wen Zaye had entrusted to her, after much deliberation, she decided to persuade Wen Jingyi: "Xiaoyi, listen to me..."

Hearing Pei Qingque speak, Wen Jingyi finally calmed down, pursed his lips, blinked his almond eyes and looked at Pei Qingque on the screen, looking very serious.

In Pei Qingque's 20 years of life, there were very few times when he was required to reason with others. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally couldn't think of a more roundabout way of saying it, so he had to say dryly: " Actually, I think your father's decision is quite correct."

"Reading more books will be good for your future development," Pei Qingque had no choice but to recite from memory what the tutor my family hired for me when I was young: "You are still young and don't know the importance of knowledge. It’s too late to regret it when you grow up.”

Wen Jingyi frowned more and more, and finally, when Pei Qingque stuttered and recited "Without a degree, it's hard to find a job", he finally couldn't help but interrupt Pei Qingque, his voice became cold After a few minutes, he said ferociously, "Que'er, did my dad ask you to tell me these words?"

Pei Qingque didn't answer directly, but the surprised expression on that small face betrayed him completely, it clearly wrote "How did you know?" in large characters.

Wen Jingyi wanted to be angry with him, but the small flames in his heart were smoldering, but they all melted into the pitiful expression of the other party looking at him eagerly.

"Ah, forget it." Wen Jingyi waved his hand irritably, "I don't care so much with a young master like you who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."

Seeing that he was not angry, Pei Qingque became more courageous, and asked him cautiously: "Xiao Yi, tell me, why don't you want to study?"

"...It's not all because I don't want to," Wen Jingyi said helplessly in his eyes, "There is only one barely built school in the entire [-]th United District, and the teachers are those who couldn't pay the money to buy the residence permit. , graduates of ordinary universities who were kicked out from the star field."

"There are a lot of good and bad people in the school. Everyone just feels that they need a school. There are not many people who really want to study."

Wen Jingyi's voice became deeper and deeper, and his mood also became depressed: "This place is much worse than you imagined. A diploma is just a piece of paper for people in the slums. Everyone speaks with their fists... It's better to make more copies. Works really well."

"Although it's true that I'm not very good at reading, and my brain is not very bright," Wen Jingyi's voice paused: "But in the sixteenth district, I can't make it to the day when I can work only by studying. No one here will care about it." Did you score a hundred or a zero on your test."

Wen Jingyi raised his head, so calm that it almost made Pei Qingque feel strange, a trace of imperceptible sadness leaked out of his peripheral vision: "Que'er, we are not from the same world, you won't understand."

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