Love Code at the End of the World

I was surprised to see him: "Really! Can I take it with me? ”

“Yes, but remember to send it back, or you'll be blacklisted and unable to borrow another book next time.” He said as he turned the book.

I read the book in my hand, great, take it back to Kai and learn it. If they just watch that little movie, they can't know what girls are going through, they'll just mess around, and they don't have any technical content.

“Have you read all the books here?” I was curious to ask, he seemed like a knowledgeable senior who gave me admiration.

His mouth rose slightly and his smile was light and windy: "I saw it all.” He pointed southeast as he read the book, "it was full of * * * * books. ”

I turned around, and that direction was exactly where I took Cute Theological Academy.

“But let me remind you that watching too much is bad for your health.” His faint voice carries an equally faint smile.

I turned my face back: "Thank you. ”

He continued to read the book quietly, and in the quiet sun he flipped his voice gently. Flowers clustered around him, making him look like a god sitting in the shrine, making people want to.

“What a strange lord...” Laheus is also looking closely at the lord of Silver Moon City, "perhaps because of his high abilities, he doesn't care much for you. It's also possible that Silver Moon City already has a right fight, so he won't help Starling River.” Laheus analyzed the head, but I couldn't respond to him.

“The owner of Silver Moon City is mysterious, since there are two queens, then surely only one person will be the heir of Silver Moon City, the struggle for rights, inevitably...” Laheus shook his head with admiration, but less feminine, more than the ancient plotter's plot.

But I think his two brains, to think about this kind of obsession, should be more than enough, and a little wasted.

“By the way, ask him where his book on time torque is.” Laheus' eyes sparkled, and at this time he was not worried that His Highness the Silver Moon City would catch me, but rather “exploited” His Highness.

What the hell is time torque?!

“Where is the book on time torque?” I ask politely.

He turned his hand slightly and looked at me: "Do you want to study light speed shuttles? ”

What the hell is the speed of light? Approaching the speed of light? Lexius, what are you trying to do with technology?

I can only pretend to know where to nod.

He smiled and pointed up: "Third floor, East Third District. ”

“Thank you!” I immediately picked up the book and ran upstairs, halfway up, and I looked at him and said, “If Starling River could have had half you, I would have gone to Silver Moon City with him. ”

He looked at the book and smiled, smiling beautifully and making people feel comfortable.

I like his Highness. He's so much better than Starling River. Gentle, friendly, and knowledgeable, I admire boys who read a lot more.

If my dad sees him, he'll love him.

Dad didn't read much, so he used to tell me to choose boys who read much more as boyfriends. And Dad said a lot about reading, not about our textbooks, but about all kinds of extracurricular books.

So, for two categories of boys, I'm not immune.

The first is to beat men like Daddy and Brother and Uncle who can lead, like Herald.

The other category is men who are knowledgeable, but who do not show off their knowledge, such as this teenager.

It's amazing, greasy, uncontrollable.

So, at the time, I was infinitely fond of Lexius, because he was a scientist, he was smart, he was knowledgeable, he could make all sorts of things, and I admire them.

It doesn't look like a star river, the acting doesn't end, he doesn't recognize people when he turns his face over, his belly is dark and dangerous and hypocritical, he pretends to be a gentleman in front of Asuna, he carelessly obsesses with Asuna, even if he already knows what Star-chun has done to me, he still helps him find all the reasons.

I ran up to the third floor and walked up to the petals marked East Side, surrounded by bookshelves full of books about time.

“Wow...” I spoke with Lexius.

“The book! Time Fluctuations!” Lexius, the whole thing is excited, "and that one, that one! ”

“I can't take it off!” I bite my teeth whispering.

“Before that," Time's Fluctuation, "" Time's Torque, "" Time's Expansion. "” Lexius was excited like he was about to pop the lens in front of me.

I took out the book he wanted, turned a page, closed it decisively, hadn't read it, just looked at the pictures, my eyes had fainted.

I went downstairs with a heavy book, and he was still downstairs reading quietly, and my footsteps slowed because of his quiet, as if time were slowing down by his side.

I also had to put down the book in my hand and sit quietly again, turning over the legendary middle bed play that I had taken. Much of "Cute Theological Academy" began to look quietly.

The floral air is a reminder of the world that you can soak up in books and the wonders that this author built back then.

When we looked at Arrogance and Prejudice, did you ever wonder what Jane was wearing, what she was eating, what her girlfriend was like, and whether her own love was as romantic as the book Arrogance?

When we looked at the Journey to the West, did you ever wonder what kind of house Mr. Wu lived in and what made him so famous?

We look at their novels, but we never get a deeper understanding of the lives of these ancestors.

They return to the dust, but they leave behind their words, which will lead us slowly to restore the real world around them.

This is the charm of words, the magic of words, and words are the recorders of time. It becomes beyond time, it forms time, it travels through time, it looks down on time, it compresses time.

Slowly closing the book, the fantastic novel shows the real world, the wonderful love, is also reminiscent and sweet in the heart.

Whenever I can quietly walk between the blue sky and the white clouds with someone I like, shoulder to shoulder just watching the waves brush our toes.

The scent of flowers faded from the tip of my nose, and the flowers wrapping around my staircase turned into withered vines, and everything in front of me regained its afterlife grey and black color.

I guess I'll just have to walk between the ruins with my favorite people, shoulder to shoulder looking down at the statue.

I picked up the book and stood up and walked down the surrounding stairs. He stood quietly at the door, and there were three books in his hand. He looked at me with a smile: “See you next time. ”

“When's next time?” I asked.

He lowered his face slightly and thought about it for a while, but smiled up: “Next time we should meet in Silver Moon City. ”

I was slightly surprised that he had turned around and walked out the door, with a slight backdrop of dusty and unruly fairy wind tunnels.