I changed the timeline with the game
Chapter 311: Poems of Night and Dreams
Hearing her saying that.
Su Wen shrugged with a smile.
"certainly.
After all, I am a little sleepy now. "
Su Wen's words are not lying.
Even if he can stay up late.
After Jiang Menghan used the extraordinary overdraft of Spiritual Personalized by the Artemisli Spectrum, he must also consider the girl around him.
so.
Su Wen ended the conversation mild and naturally ended.
He put the notes from the Royal Society of the British Society 'Alexander Dallins Purcell "in the British Royal Society in the bag.
Then he walked elegantly and walked a different gesture:
"Miss Famil.
If you expect the results of something to change.
I believe.
You will not regret it, today it belongs to the encounter between us.
goodbye.
At the same time, I wish you a good dream tonight. "
Hearing him said that.
Miss Famil lowered her head and flipped through the page that just finished reading:
"Hope like this."
With the sound of swiping machines, Su Wen and Jiang Menghan walked out of the door of the reading room.
at the same time.
The exhaust in the reading room of the entire B area has gradually extinguished.
As if entering the real late night.
Under the rapid repair of the logistics team and the emergency pre -wounded team, the entire Wil Tinns have been repaired.
Jiang Menghan and Su Wen walked in the corridor returned.
The "St. John murals drawn by the Hyundai Federal Science and Technology Restarted Janeslay Fabriano and Pesarinel in 1427-1423 were covered under the glass gas lights, and there was a little yellowish yellow yellow. Gloss.
At this moment, the entire ocean ship seemed to be completely sinking into the quiet night.
Except for the slight rotation of the quartz clock pointer.
In his ear, there was only the waves quietly patted on the boat wall.
The two returned to their VIP lounge.
There are two beds in the lounge.
Su Wen hung his jacket in the cloakroom, and then he was naturally leaned against the bed by the window.
Although he has known the iceberg girl for a long time, the experience living in a house like this is probably not much.
so.
When he saw Jiang Menghan's slightly hesitant look.
He doesn't think too much now.
It just turned the wall lights intimately and turned his sight to the vaguely and faint stars of the hazy mist outside the window.
With the west sound of the shirt behind him.
Su Wen feels that he may even use consciousness and text to depict a beautiful picture.
perhaps.
This is youth.
He maintained the appropriate gentleman's demeanor, but he would not maintain the sage's general attitude.
The two gradually pulled into each other's distance in the tacit understanding.
To him, to Jiang Menghan.
Maybe it's all romantic things.
"It's okay."
Hearing Jiang Menghan's slightly shameful sound in the cold.
Su Wen opened the wall lamp switch near his own.
With the slight yellow light of the Victorian gas lamp during the Victorian period.
The girl pulled the light gray to her chest.
At the same time, her pure black long hair like a waterfall also flowed along the Europa -style bed.
Looking at such a quiet and beautiful picture, Su Wen's mouth couldn't help but have a mild smile:
"It's time to sleep."
"I want to listen to you to say a story again.
We seem to have rarely a chance to talk about the stories that want to substitute dreams before going to bed. "
"Yeah, because I usually sleep late."
"But now it should not be similar.
You said.
This is just a dream. "
"No, just experience in the form of a dream.
If you think this description is only romantic but not real.
I think.
I can replace a more accurate description.
As the name written by William Shakespeare:
Fourteen poems at night. "
Su Wen went on to say:
"Tonight's memories are so beautiful, how could I be just a dream."
"Good answer."
Jiang Menghan snorted.
Then he answered softly.
"Remember to have a good dream."
"I will."
As the lights go out, there will be only the glory of the glowing of the ports in the entire house.
Everything has been quiet.
Su Wen withdrew from the virtual reality model and returned to the current world of Jiangnan.
For Jiang Menghan, the whole trip is indeed a real dream that will not be forgotten.
For him.
This long trip from Detroit is also a fantasy dream from an observer.
He leaned at the bed in the Yunzhou window and looked into the distance.
at this time.
The sunset in the cold winter of the current border has not been completely buried in the night.
The light white Yueyue is printed on the obliqueness of the light blue sky, like a shallow trace.
There is also a line of varying light on the edge of the skyline, like the endless Haiyuan at the end of the earth, and the end of Yu Guang has been stored into the endless fog.
He silently watched the sunset sinking into Jiangnan.
Then he called a takeaway and leaned on the headrest of the gaming chair to click on the game.
At this time, the shuttle game also passed overnight to the morning the next day.
It is early morning.
Under the thick mist covered by the lost sea.
Even the nit light flux emitted by stars will be weakened a lot, leaving only the hazy arc light covering and spreading from the horizon.
"For the Lost Sea.
This is the so-called 'dawn'."
In the reading room of area b.
In front of a panoramic glass skylight somewhere.
The short girl Famira, wearing a scholar's robe, said this while leaning under the sign that read [Bring food in at rest] and eating strawberry bread.
This picture formed a sharp contrast with her indifferent expression.
Even Su Wen couldn't help but complain:
"Are you sure this is the place to eat breakfast?"
Hearing his question.
Famira answered without looking up:
"In fact, this is a hidden room in the reading room of area b. As for the sign on my head.
It's just a decoration.
Don't worry about it."
Hearing her say this.
Su Wen shrugged.
Then he smiled and looked at Jiang Menghan and sat opposite Famira.
At this time, the boundless fog outside the porthole of the Wiltings ocean-going ship had just begun to light up.
But the dawn of the Lost Sea probably won't attract people's attention.
So he took a sip of the fragrant and hot coffee at hand and asked calmly:
"Now, we have plenty of time.
Miss Famira.
Can you tell me your concerns?"
The short lady heard his question, and then slowly ate the strawberry bread and said:
"Mr. Kevin.
I want to know what you think of the Lost Sea.
Or, this world that can probably be regarded as the frontier of the known universe of mankind.
What do you think of those wanderers who are called "hidden", "lost" and "drifting" in the dark side of history?
Your next answer will determine whether I am willing to cooperate with you. "
This time.
After listening to Miss Famira's question.
Su Wen didn't think too long.
After all.
He has witnessed too many stories about wanderers:
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