How come I was the one being targeted?

The gaze directed at Huoying seemed to be questioning Huoying, who had no idea about human language.

A faint yet reminiscent light filtered through the ceiling into the room, falling on the girl's face.

Faced with this question that sounded like a soliloquy, Bai Jun couldn't help but hold his breath and was completely unable to give an answer. He was even deeply attracted by that profile and couldn't call her out for a long time.

"Bai Jun, if I deceived you or even became weird, what would you do?"

".......What?"

"If I were sad, angry, or even hurt someone for some reason...what would you do?"

This was a really confusing statement. Bai Jun really didn't know what it meant and was speechless for a while, but he finally didn't think too much about it and just spoke out the answer directly.

“…I will stop you.”

"To stop me from hurting other people?"

"Do not."

Bai Jun spoke his true feelings to the face that was still looking upwards and had never looked at him.

"It's to stop you from hurting yourself."

This answer echoed quietly in the secluded spare parts warehouse, and there was not a trace of hypocrisy in Bai Jun's heart.

"Is that all?"

After hearing his answer, the girl slowly opened her lips.

"Won't you hate me? Won't you blame me? Won't you feel sad because I deceived you and hurt you?!"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, as if she was longing for some kind of answer.

Bai Jun seemed to have realized the "truth", his eyes trembled slightly, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Perhaps the fireflies already knew their fate, so they desperately tried to shine brighter than the stars."

"......You are so gentle."

A tear rolled down the corner of the girl's eye, and then she tilted her body slightly, naturally resting her head on Bai Jun's shoulder, gently wiping her tears with his clothes.

"I'm not gentle, I'm just like that with a few people. Oh, and I still want to apologize for what happened yesterday. I shouldn't have touched your hair so casually."

".....Yeah, I'm very angry!"

After wiping her tears, the girl jumped off the box, turned around and shouted at him loudly.

"Liu Ying, my real name is Liu Ying."

In those gentle, watery light blue pupils, there was a hint of delicate emotion at this moment.

"If you really want to apologize to me, then engrave this name deeply in your mind. You absolutely must not forget it!"

Moist light blue eyes.

Hands on chest.

A gentle and generous smile.

Liuying said this to him as if she was making a lifelong request.

Seeing this figure, Bai Jun, who was sitting on the box, slowly smiled.

"Okay, then it's a deal, Firefly."

Seeing the weak yet tenacious firefly, Liuying gradually made up his mind.

Ding-dong-

"Sam is ready, everything is going according to plan."

The woman with burgundy hair saw the message sent by the communicator, gracefully stood up from the sofa, and threw the communicator aside.

"Let's go, Aren. Silver Wolf and Sam are already ready. The event is about to begin."

"........."

The black-haired man holding the sword never said a word, but just followed silently.

Space Station Stories: Chapter 97: Walter Notices Something Wrong

System time: 21:23:47.

"Senior, here's some coffee. It's hard to work the night shift, so drink it while it's hot."

"Thank you. Put it on the deck for now. I'll drink it after I finish recording this data."

Next to the platform of the support section, a young man with an afro handed freshly brewed coffee to a middle-aged man who was recording data with his head down. The man with the afro leaned against the platform railing with his coffee, staring lazily at the empty platform in front of him.

"By the way, Senior, what on earth happened outside the space station that actually caused Station Commander Esther to issue a Level 1 alert? Come to think of it, this is the first time I've encountered such an emergency since I joined the space station."

As if he felt that the unchanging cold scenery before him was too boring, the guy with the afro took a sip of coffee and looked curiously at the senior beside him.

Even if Ester tried her best to keep the information secret from ordinary staff members, how could human curiosity be quelled so easily?

What's more, the staff in the space station are the top personnel on their respective planets. They came here to seek new knowledge, so it is impossible for them to be perfunctorily dismissed with a simple sentence of "wait for notification first."

The middle-aged man stopped writing, thought seriously for a while, and then shook his head at the afro.

"I'm not sure, but I think Station Master Estelle must have a reason for issuing this order. Don't overthink it. Since the order has been issued, we, the grassroots, should strictly follow it. This applies to the pursuit of knowledge and the treatment of work. I hope your personality won't be as frizzy as your hair."

"What does this have to do with hair? Besides, I think that having everyone wear the same uniform is simply erasing the individuality of the officers! Why don't you join our 'Universe Invincible Nuclear Warhead Association'? I think you'll definitely love this feeling!"

"Forget it. I'm old now and can't keep up with your brain waves anymore."

The middle-aged man looked at the big, curly and fluffy hair of the afro, which shook vigorously with his head when he spoke.

Since they had nothing to say, the two of them stopped wasting each other's time and lowered their heads to focus on their own affairs.

"Someone's applying to enter the space station? What should we do, senior? Should we refuse?"

It was not until the lights in front of the space station platform came on that the man with the afro suddenly raised his head and looked nervously at the calm middle-aged man beside him.

"No, open the receiving hatch. They are the guests that Madam Black Tower has already instructed. Let them in."

The older man looked out the window in the direction he pointed and waved his hand indifferently.

When the guy with the afro heard what his senior said, he put his thoughts aside and brought the retro-style train, which was obviously very old, into the space station.

After passing through the long access tunnel of the space station, the train finally came to a slow stop in front of the platform.

The long-silent atmosphere in the train became lively with the girl's voice.

"Wow, Sister Himeko! We've finally reached the space station!"

A pretty girl with pink hair clings to the window of the train and shouts excitedly to the red-haired woman next to her.

This also means that the long and boring interstellar journey of the train can finally come to an end.

"I understand your joy, little Sanyue, but before that, don't forget our mission."

Her bright red long hair was half tied behind her, the golden rose on her collar set off her gorgeous face, the elegant long skirt highlighted her gentle and intellectual temperament, under the slit skirt were a pair of snow-white and round beautiful legs, and her raised jade feet were stepping on a pair of exquisite black pointed high heels.

Seeing San Yueqi's happy little face, she also showed a relieved smile on her face.

"Hehe~ Don't worry, Sister Jizi. I've already memorized everything. Um, bring the relics that Madam Black Tower entrusted me with, then buy some daily toiletries, prepare some necessary food and water, and... and..."

"Don't forget to buy a gift for the conductor."

San Yueqi counted her fingers one by one and fell into a brief contemplation. Fortunately, the taciturn black-haired boy next to her supplemented her stuck point.

"Yes, yes, yes, you must bring the stuffed animal that I agreed to with the conductor last time!"

"Pah!? March 7th Passenger! No, didn't we agree not to tell anyone else about this!!!"

Pam, who had just walked out of the cockpit, happened to hear these words. She felt embarrassed and annoyed, her long ears stood up, and she trotted to March Seven, protesting loudly.

Ji Zi quietly held her coffee, watching the scene tenderly. Then, she turned to look at the taciturn black-haired boy with a smile: "Dan Heng, I'll leave Xiao Sanyue in your care. Without you watching over her, I'm really worried that she'll lose things."

"I'll keep an eye on Stupid Mitsuki, Ms. Himeko."

Dan Heng nodded and put the green notebook filled with itinerary plans into his arms.

"Don't think I didn't hear you. Who did you just call a fool? You dumbass!"

Hearing this, Sanyueqi, who was happily playing with Pam, suddenly raised his head in dissatisfaction and looked at the brown-haired man sitting on the sofa opposite Jizi like a child complaining: "Uncle Yang! Danheng called me an idiot again!"

The brown-haired man didn't respond.

"Uncle Yang?"

This time, the eyes of the entire train were focused on the brown-haired man.

"I'm here. Sorry, Sanyue. I was just distracted."

A brown-haired man in a gray-brown suit and a gray scarf draped over his shoulders sat on the sofa opposite, staring blankly at his right thumb which was supporting the crutch. After hearing the girl's slightly worried call, he calmly adjusted his glasses with his left hand and looked up at March Seven.

"You look so absent-minded, which is unlike you usually. Did something happen, Walter?"

Jizi put down the coffee cup and shifted her gaze to Walter, who had a worried look on his face.

"It's just... I'm recalling some fragments of the past. Maybe I didn't get enough rest last night."

Walter rubbed his eyebrows, threw the disordered thoughts out of his mind, and his tone gradually returned to his usual rationality.

"I'm sorry to have worried you. I'll remember the proper procedures. Jizi will contact Ms. Heita, Xiao Sanyue and Danheng will purchase the necessary supplies, and I'll stay on the train."

"Uncle Yang, are you really okay?"

"Stop talking about March and leave Mr. Walter alone for a while."

"Just listen to Dan Heng, Xiao Sanyue."

Ji Zi also agreed with Dan Heng's words, put the relics entrusted by Heita into the suitcase, and prepared to take Sanyueqi and the others off the bus.

But at this moment, Pam suddenly jumped up and patted Walter’s arm:

"No, Passenger Walter, this conductor thinks you should accompany Passenger March 7 and the others down for a while to get some fresh air. After all, you're not Ben Pa, and it's inevitable that burying your head in the train all the time will be bad for your mood. So go take a walk, eat something delicious, and relax."

Little Pam also appropriately demonstrated her authority as a train conductor.

"Don't worry, Pa. Walter, just follow them down and get some fresh air. This train conductor will keep the train in good order. After all, protecting the train is Pa's mission. The Starry Sky Train's driving recorder also records your whereabouts in real time. If anything really happens, I will notify your Pa."

Walter stared at Pam in a daze, a faint smile rarely appearing on his face, which was always calm and rational.

"Roger that, conductor."

Standing at the train door and witnessing what had just happened, the other three people also had smiles on their faces to varying degrees, among which March 7 was the happiest.

"Great! The conductor is really the best!"

Then, Walter stood up and followed Jizi and the others off the train.

..............

"Ah, finally I can walk around. I've been sitting on the train for so long, it's almost suffocating me."

March 7, who was walking in the front, breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her graceful body curves.

Dan Heng and Walter followed her silently, and the three of them went to the base cabin together to prepare to purchase relevant supplies. As for Ji Zi, she took the relics entrusted by the Black Tower to the main control cabin on the upper level of the base cabin alone, and contacted the Black Tower to submit the relics.

"March, let's finish our mission before we hang around."

"I know, I know. Huh, I wonder if there's anything delicious here."

March 7th gave a perfunctory response and started wandering around happily.

"...I just told you to be more restrained."

"Okay, Danheng, don't be so tense all the time. Try to relax a little."

"Mr. Walter, don't always spoil March like this. You will spoil her."

Walter patted Dan Heng on the shoulder, and the latter just sighed and followed with some worry.

"Oh, this is really confusing. What should I give him to express my feelings? Are rare items a bit too vulgar? I heard that Mr. Bai Jun is from Xianzhou. I might as well get some Xianzhou specialties, but will he think I'm being casual? Or maybe I can give him both rare items and specialties? That way, I don't have to worry about him not liking it~"

March 7 heard a female voice full of entanglement and shyness. Out of girlish instinct, she stopped curiously.

Mr. Bai Jun?

It was a completely unfamiliar name, and the format of this name was not common in the space station. March 7 looked through his memories and could not remember the existence of such a person in the space station.

As if she had noticed someone eavesdropping, the female clerk turned around and saw San Yueqi with a curious look on her face. She screamed in fright, "Ah! Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear behind me? Are you deliberately eavesdropping on Wen Shiling's conversation?!"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just happened to be passing by! I just felt a little unfamiliar with the name Bai Jun!"