Love Code at the End of the World

I took a random glance and saw a book on the side and said, "Cute seminary. ”

“Okay.” the librarian said.

Only a robotic arm appeared in the window and the robot was wearing clean white gloves. It pulled the book inside very gently, followed it closely, opened it under the LCD in front of me, and an opening appeared, and that hand handed the book out very gently.

“Please take your book and have a good read.” The librarian smiled.

I picked up the book gently from its hand, and it was kept clean and intact, almost like new, except for the crease that was left after being read from time to time.

Sixty years later, the statues were time-sealed and kept intact.

“Lobing, since the system here is still working, the main room must also work properly, go there and check the core...”

“Excuse me, excuse me.” Ice Dragon plugged in, "someone came in and had already come in. ”

“What?” I turned around in shock, and the star-like soot grey robe had been reflected in my eyes through that hazy rain screen.

“Wow -" the whole world is in silence, only the sound of rain is loud in this palace, time suddenly makes people feel slow, this feeling comes from the shadow of the hazy person behind the rain.

He stood there quietly, looking at me quietly through the rain screen.

“Boom...” The lighter thunder went far away, and the rain curtain slowly rolled up, disappearing from me and him, and his watery and handsome face reflected into my eyes.

Like the eyebrows of the far mountains in the smoke and rain, with a smear of ink painting of clear water, eyes like that of the brown ink that has not yet exchanged water, but in his eyes is a far beyond his age, as if he stood in the sky quietly looking down at the long river of Trickle History, saw all the sea changes, a thousand years of history has been reflected in his eyes, thousands of years between his fingers, waved into the long river of history.

He was quiet and steady through a special period of time.

The clock of time settles in the heavens and the earth.

This particular atmosphere on his body deeply attracted my attention, and unwittingly caught my eye for a long time, as if he were a book quietly hidden behind a sealed window, with the mysteries of history and a distant atmosphere.

He was wearing a fine, crystal-like crown, but not an eye-catching crown, and his long hair seemed to be braided behind his head, revealing his ears. His curved jaw was stretched as sharp as a comic strip, bringing a mature adult male.

But he only looks 18 years old.

The tall nose beam made him look contoured, the lines were clean and neat, like a beautiful man painted by a painter with a pen, the lines were fine and powerful, the thin lips slightly tucked up, seemingly harsh, but still friendly because of his moisturizing eyebrows like mountain water.

Eighteen teenagers gave birth to a sense of dignity and stability among scholars.

He stood still there, and the soot grey slim robe, made of silver-like materials, made his robe glow like a star in the night sky, low-key and luxurious, and the collar design was ancient, giving him yet another sense of history, like a prince from the oldest planet deep in the galaxy, familiar with the most detailed changes in the entire universe.

He has a long history of writing, mystery and wisdom. Just look at him and a tribute will come alive.

I looked at him with some surprise, but he looked at me very calmly, and he lifted his lips slightly, smiled at me, slowly walked past me and walked aside.

When he turned around, I saw the hair braid growing behind him to his knees, the long black hair braided behind his head, and the end was a simple, yet star-like, little diamond hair that tied the braid, and his clothes, like a crown, seemed low-key, but noble.

“Who is this? He can enter level seven!” Laheus' shock pulled me back to my heart.

But at the first moment of retrospection, my heart immediately raised, and I was shocked and sweated, and I unwittingly let go of my guard!

Besides, this is a level 7 radiation zone, but the teenager in front of me is as comfortable as I am, like entering a normal area, without any discomfort.

He even behaves more comfortably than I do, as if he comes here often, like in his back garden and library.

Although this is a relic, removing the particularities of Grade 7 radiation, anyone will come and anyone can come, it is not known whether the person is a friend or an enemy.

But from the way he dressed, he didn't look like someone who lived on the dead ground.

“You're Lobien, right?” Suddenly, in the quiet hall came his similarly distant voice of peace.

I was shocked and immediately pointed the gun at him, and then began to retreat.

“Lobien!" Lexius was surprised, “I told Harry to pick you up right away! ”

Who is this man? As I carefully retreated, I watched him closely.

Relative to my nervousness and alertness, he still walks comfortably to the bookshelf, seemingly not caring who I am, even though he knows who I am, but seemingly even if he knows, he doesn't pay attention to me, and he cares more about the book in front of him.

His comfort made me look like I was some sort of bird of shock. Maybe he really doesn't care that I'm the one Luo Bing wanted in Silver Moon City.

“I'll return the book.” He stood in front of the bookshelf and said softly, holding a book in his hand.

“Okay.” The librarian took the book in his hand, and he started reading the books on the shelves, serious and careful.

How did he know I was Lobien when I walked out the door?

Who the hell is he?

I can see mine at a glance, only that poisonous star river, star river...

I looked at him again. Is he...

“Don't worry, I won't tell Starling River.” He seemed to have read a book and stood in front of the window.

I was immediately surprised that he knew Starling River!

He reached out and lit up a window. Immediately, the librarian took out the book, and he gently walked aside to pick up the book.

“Lobien! Let's go!” Laheus said anxiously.

I also immediately turned around, whoever they were, knew Starling River, and recognized me, or stayed away from the good.

“The man he lost should be recovered by himself. It was his fault, so it was his responsibility.” Another seemingly casual voice came, and I stopped to look at him, and he had taken out the book and sat on a white stool and started reading.

The light falls from the sky after a rain, and the air moistened by the rain reveals a faint, fine rainbow in the sun, giving the entire library a floral glow all at once.

Then look at the teenager through a faint rainbow, like a fantasy, disoriented, like a distant teenager a hundred years apart from himself through a waterfall of time.