The Path Toward Heaven

Xue Ji looked out to the sun outside the window, listening to the sound of the piano that was not exciting, but far enough away, and the dark eyes showed disgust.

She doesn't like the sun, the sun of this galaxy, and the suns of all galaxies. If she knows the human star ignition plan, she will definitely support it.

At the end of the song, slender and beautiful fingers rested quietly on the keys.

Jing Jiu looked out at the unsightly scenery outside the window. After a moment of silence, he closed the piano cover gently and said, "It seems ... It's time to recharge."

I am also interested in classes today. It is not a piano or an introduction to works of art, but a writing class.

Walking on the pothole road covered by thin snow, passing through the unmanned basketball court and low wall, leaving the living area and entering the subway, Huaxi awkwardly extended his right hand and completed the traffic recharge this month with the help of the staff.Since the closure of the space channel, all public transportation on the planet has gradually begun to welfare, no longer need credit points.

It didn't take long for the brother and sister to come to the activity center of the city hall.Ms. Eve was wearing a short trench coat, holding a briefcase, and biting a piece of bread in her mouth. She hurried in and looked at them, with a smile on her face, and asked with care: "Is the keyboard that was sent last time useful? "

Thinking that the brothers and sisters were lonely and surely unable to afford the piano, she found a second-hand piano dealer who moved a worthless virtual light keyboard and delivered it to the past.

"Thank you ..." Huaxi replied somewhat shyly with her head down following Jing Jiu.

Of course, the mosquito controlled by the chilling is the one who really speaks. Now the family has to work hard on it from purchasing to human contact.

Eve swallowed the bread, took the insulated cup from the paper bag and took a sip. Looking at Jing Jiu's pale and thin face, he pityed: "Have a good meal at home."

Jing Jiu hesitated for a moment without talking about mosquitoes this time, and gave a soft hum.

Ms. Eve sent him to the door of the choir, watching him sit among the retired women, couldn't help smiling, and took Huaxi to the lounge.

The noisy children in the lounge saw Huaxi walk in with the big baby in it, and suddenly became very quiet. They sat down honestly in their respective positions, and a little boy carefully placed the remote control in Huaxi ’s Around him, he looked at the doll with some envy, and quickly backed away.

Parents are already accustomed to this picture and laughed, but they don't know what these children think, they actually made Huaxi a little queen.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when all classes were over, Jing Jiu took Huaxi across the street without getting off the subway, because Xue Ji suddenly wanted to go shopping.

The planet has been blocked for more than 100 days. There is no shortage of important resources related to food and medical treatment, but other commodities are still much less. The shopping mall is very deserted, and many shelves are empty.There is a special area for middle-aged and old people in the corner of the third floor. The hangers are full of brightly colored clothes with eye-catching patterns. According to Xueji ’s wishes, Huaxi bought a few big red imitation silk clothes, some of which were unfamiliar The ring was settled.

The advertisements of the lights outside the subway window have been changed for a long time, constantly changing the image of the goods and the slogan on the front, and they are quickly brought back to the living area.

Back in the 720th floor, Jing Jiu sat by the window, spread out his notebook on the piano, and started writing poems while holding a pencil.

Writing poems is obviously much more complicated than playing the piano. He hasn't finished writing for a long time, and his brows are wrinkled beautifully.

After finishing the preliminary preparations for dinner, Huaxi pushed open the door and went to the next door.

As long as they live here, naturally the whole building belongs to them. She planted a lot of flowers in the next room.

Some of those flowers were found by her in the wild, some were asked for by people in the activity center, and there were helpers from the chills. Those flowers were naturally excellent, some were viburnum, some were triangular maple, some were begonia, and apple flowers , No matter what the flowering period, casually and freely.

Huaxi squatted by the flowerpot to loosen the soil and cut branches, doing meaningless work, and the small face gradually oozed out sweat beads, which was very joyful.

Cicada fell on a flower, slowly sucking nectar, and countless pupils watched her smallest movements, confirming that there were no omissions.

After a while, Huaxi felt tired, wiped the dirt on his hands at random, walked to the flower, opened his eyes and looked at the cicada and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Han Chan didn't know if there was any deep meaning in this sentence. He hesitated and rubbed her nails for a moment, and gave a positive response.

Huaxi picked a flower and licked it to his lips. The smile on his face became happier, and he smiled and said, "It's sweet."

Xue Ji went directly through the wall to the next unit.

720 has six floors, and the floor in this unit has been hollowed out by her, making it a patio-like architectural space.Several rows of bookshelves are arranged directly from the ground to the top of the six-story building, and it looks like a cliff composed of books, which gives an extremely dangerous feeling, as if the books will fall down like a sea wave at the next moment and pounce.

Xueji looked at the two red clothes she bought in the mall. The clothes immediately disbanded, and then formed a red cape, which fell on her body and was not tacky.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of books flew out of the elevated, swirling around her body like a bird, and the wind brought up the red cloak, which was a little beautiful.

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"He looked up at the sky

Snow flakes up

He looked down

Fish plunge into the soil

There are a pair of eyes in the world

World blink

You choose to forget

Still dead?"(Note: Written by a friend.)

The pencil slides on the surface of the paper, leaving its wreckage with the sound of friction and writing a dark verse.

Jing Jiu slowly put down his pencil and carefully read it several times through the twilight outside the window, not knowing whether it was appreciation or inspection.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Huaxi walked in with a bit of a red flower, unclear what he said.

Jing Jiu went to the next unit and looked at the six-storey bookshelf. He felt a little oppressed and his face was paler. Then he saw Xue Ji flying in the sea of ​​books and the red cape dancing with the wind.He felt that the scene was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he could n’t remember it for a long time, and said, "Eat ... meal."

Xueji doesn't eat, but every time she eats, she will sit beside.The simple two dishes and rice are matched by the same simple, boring and repetitive news.Some personnel changes in the Star Chain Fleet, the Chief Executive of a certain Star District was replaced, and finally finally got something new.

"Ms. Zhong Lizi completed the study of the Priest Academy and will officially succeed the Stargate Priestess next year. We all know that some time ago the Priest Academy announced the termination of this lady ’s studies. So what happened during this time? The live picture of the college graduation ceremony, we will enter the comment section later. "

Huaxi didn't care, and Xueji didn't care.

Jing Jiu looked at the silver-haired girl in the ceremonial dress on the TV light curtain, and once again felt the familiar feeling, but still couldn't remember anything.

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The surface of the Star Gate, the grassland is endless, and below is the soft and wet gravel, just like the prosperity of this world.

The huge tower-like sacrificial hall was brightly lit, and there was no peace on weekdays. The priests and maids sat on the futon, with joy on their faces.

The sky-like gray veil, showing the picture of news, is the graduation ceremony of the main star priest academy. Today there are three new priests, but everyone in the field will only focus on Zhong Lizi.

The Stargate priest sat behind the gray curtain, with a smile of relief on his lips, knowing that the matter should be related to the envoy named Zhao Layue.

It was just a very simple piece of news, which soon ended, and everyone at the altar shouted toward the gray curtain and dispersed themselves.

In the early morning, a morning light sent a cloud of fog, and a figure appeared faintly in the fog.

Stargate priest opened her eyes and looked.

A middle-aged scholar came out from the cloud and mist, with a wind and frost color, I do not know how old it is.

He walked to the celadon basin, looked at a few petals on the water, stretched out his hand, and lifted one piece, saying: "The road is fifty, the sky is four or nine, I am one."

This scholar has wind and frost, but he doesn't know his age, but his eyes are very clean, and he has a naive naivety.

The star priestess thought he was the Qiu Zhai master Bu Qiuxiao mentioned by the gods in the book. At this time, he looked at his face, feeling the innocent and natural atmosphere, and looking at the petal he was holding Only then knew that the other party was Tong Yan.

His name was written on the petal, trembling with the wind, and then dissipated in the morning light.

The fresh water droplets and the end of the flower turned into countless messages and entered his sea of ​​knowledge.