Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

Chapter 264 We will never be separated

Lu Huai asked for a long leave from school.

After Mrs. Xion's funeral, he and Heita did not return to the city of Londinion, but remained at home in the suburbs.

As winter approached, the temperature dropped rapidly. Lu Huai lit the fireplace in the room, but it still could not completely dispel the remaining chill.

However, Heita didn't care. Within a few days, she sat on the swing in the courtyard with a thick book on her lap.

At the funeral, she didn't shed a single tear, just like she said.

There was no place for her to cry.

As the sun set outside, Lu Huai walked out of the room, holding a bowl of pumpkin porridge in one hand and a chair in the other.

Putting the chair in front of the swing, Lu Huai sat down facing the black tower.

"Come, let's eat."

It has been like this these past few days, and Lu Huai is used to it.

Heita's eyes did not fall on the book, nor did he look at Lu Huai, but looked far away at the blazing sunset on the horizon.

Just like Mrs. Xion at that time, Heita seemed to want to see what her grandmother was attached to in her last moments.

After blowing the hot pumpkin porridge until it was warm, Lu Huai handed the spoon to Heita's mouth, and Heita opened his mouth mechanically.

"like."

Just when Lu Huai lowered his head to scoop up porridge from the bowl, Heita suddenly spoke.

At this moment, Heita turned his head and stared blankly at the bowl of pumpkin porridge in Lu Huai's hand.

"what?"

"It's just like grandma does."

Heita's voice was very soft. Lu Huai was silent for a moment and lowered his head.

"Really, that would be great. I was afraid that I would never be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Huai suddenly saw a drop of crystal water falling into the bowl of pumpkin porridge, causing weak but heavy ripples.

Is it raining?

Just when Lu Huai wanted to ask Heita to go back to the house, he raised his head, and what came into his eyes was a childish face full of tears.

"I thought... grandma did it..."

Tears made Heita's eyes blurry, and she choked with sobs, as if trying to hold back the tears that kept rolling down, but it was in vain.

Lu Huai looked at her, stood up after a long silence, sat on the swing against the black tower, and put down the pumpkin porridge in his hand.

Then, he stretched out his hand and took Heita into his arms.

"You can cry in my arms if you want."

Lu Huai leaned down and whispered in Heita's ear.

Heita grasped Lu Huai's clothes tightly with both hands, holding back the choking sounds that gradually turned into sobs. She buried her face in Lu Huai's chest, tears flowing out amidst her sobs.

The grief that has nowhere to vent is not a sudden rain at this moment, but just like a quiet river. When the ripples pass, everything will return to calm.

“What exactly is the end of life?”

After an unknown amount of time, Heita leaned in Lu Huai's arms, with crystal drops of water still remaining on her eyelashes, and asked softly in a low voice.

Lu Huai was silent, his eyes moved to the side, looking at the open book on Heita's lap. Under the setting sun, half of the pages were shrouded in fiery red skylight, while the other half gradually sank into darkness. .

"The end of life... is like reading at dusk."

"I turned the pages one by one without noticing that it was getting late."

"When I stopped to rest, I suddenly realized that the day had passed and it was already very dark."

"And if you lower your head at this time, you won't be able to see anything, whether it's the pages you've turned or the content you haven't seen yet."

"Everything is meaningless."

Yes, everything is meaningless.

Death means everything is empty. The end of life is the end of the world for a person. When you sprint across the finish line, your world will lose its original balance, and everything from your mind to your body will completely collapse.

That's how it should be.

However, Heita raised her head, her purple eyes looking extremely crystal clear in the water. She looked at Lu Huai, but her eyes were full of rebellion.

"It won't be meaningless, everything has meaning."

"If death is the final program that eliminates everything, I will definitely find the logic code to crack this program."

"Whether time is extended, metabolism is stopped, youth is restored, or thinking is replaced."

"I will definitely find a way to never die, so that every page I read in my life will never lose its meaning."

Lu Huai met Heita's firm eyes. After a long time, he sighed slightly and smiled.

Yes, not being dragged down by any emotions, this is the Black Tower.

"Of course, I believe you can do it."

Holding Heita in his arms again, Lu Huai whispered in her ear.

In fact, death itself may not be so scary.

After 70 hours on the Azure Star

Free radicals coat every cell

Our bodies gradually oxidize and turn into wind