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

The glimmer of memory remained in the dark space, and the light continued to spread, gradually condensing into a narrow road.

The metal umbrella tip rested on the road. Lu Huai held the black umbrella tightly, like a hand supporting his body, staggering, walking alone on the road that traced the past.

Beside him, the long river of time flows silently.

Perhaps this is the path of "selflessness". No matter how wide the path of life is and how broad the concept is, in the end, you have to give everything of yourself to be complete "selflessness"

Throughout the ages, all sentient beings have died for their ideals and righteousness.

Or maybe it's the star god who sits high in the sky and is silent.

He, the creator of the Star God, cannot avoid such a law.

When all the power was used to trace back the mark of history, Lu Huai truly lost everything.

At this moment, he is not even a destiny walker, but a real, weak layman.

Unable to use the power of destiny to sense the existence around him, after losing his eyes, he is now truly plunged into darkness.

While walking alone, the long river of time cannot reflect his figure. Only the past history is being constantly reconstructed like an updated video.

He cannot see everything.

But I can see this memory.

He saw Heita publish his first paper.

He sees Oaks Ford Polytechnic getting a new professor

He saw the youngest recipient of the Bernhard Prize in history

He saw the company come to Azure Star, establish cooperation with Black Tower, and this planet.

The Black Tower Research Institute was established. Chang Geng, Schrödinger, Boe, and Dorothy won the Bernhard Prize one after another, and truly became the "Eleven Morning Stars of the New Blue Star"

Later, when the anti-matter army invaded the Azure Star, Black Tower personally negotiated with the company and borrowed the company's assistance to successfully force the minions of destruction out of the first orbit of the Azure Star.

Everything went so smoothly.

After Heita no longer had him in his life, everything turned out to be so logical.

Perhaps she should be like this. Her wisdom is not bound by any external force, so she can move towards the vast starry sky without any distractions.

The forward steps froze, and Lu Huai raised his head.

The moist wind was mixed with the familiar smell of rural soil, the sound of the river was clear to my ears, and in the distance, the heavy roar of the ferry echoed.

At his feet was the flowing River Tavern.

Time seems to have returned to its original starting point. At this moment, the Azure Star is still sleeping in its own infancy.

Lu Huai was silent. He held the black umbrella in his hand and walked alone along the Taiwen River step by step.

The world was dark, but every step he took was so clear under his feet.

It seems that every inch of land here carries his memories.

But at this moment, the progress stopped.

The hand holding the umbrella handle was trembling slightly.

Being familiar with a person is not simply familiar with her face.

Her voice, her smell, even her footsteps.

When the senses come into contact with any one of them, they can make a judgment in an instant.

She was right in front of him.

"Can't you see?"

The childish voice had an indifferent maturity that was not consistent with her age. The girl was standing not far away, and she seemed to be able to imagine the beautiful brilliance of those purple eyes.

Lu Huai was silent. He took a step forward and knelt down on one knee in front of the girl.

"Yeah, I can't see you, my little..."

"Little girl."

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Huai reached out his hand to the girl in front of him.

Gently stroking her long hair as smooth as satin.

She was born so cold, lonely, and wary. Lu Huai was worried that she would be wary of this strange blind man, making him one of the living beings that was out of reach of her.

But none of this happened.

She stood there quietly, letting Lu Huai's fingers pass through her hair, and his purple eyes fell on the face of the person in front of her, with a little thought.

"Little girl, how old are you?"

"Nine years old tomorrow," the girl responded calmly.

"Really, then...happy birthday to you."

This is a more distant beginning.

Lu Huai sighed softly, his palms trembling, and he subconsciously touched the girl's face.

"When you grow up, you should spend more time with grandma, eat well, and don't stay up late..."

The blind man who had never met him was talking in front of him, and he seemed to be very familiar with him.

However, the girl didn't have any doubts. She just looked at the person in front of her silently. On her slightly cool cheeks, his palms looked hot.

A drop of water fell on Lu Huai's wrist, and the drizzle of late autumn fell at this moment.

Silently retracting his hand, Lu Huai held up the black umbrella to cover the girl's head.

"Don't get caught in the rain, don't catch a cold, from now on..."

Putting the umbrella handle into the girl's hand, Lu Huai carefully held her hand tightly.

"You have to hold an umbrella for yourself."

After finishing the last sentence, Lu Huai stood up.

Staggering past the girl.

I'm really sorry for leaving without saying goodbye to you.

It may be too early to say goodbye now.

But that's fine.

If everything had never started, there would be no such thing as separation.

In the drizzle, Lu Huai's figure gradually became distant and unreal.

The girl looked at the black umbrella in her hand, but for some reason, she felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

When she turned back to look at the person she had never met before, she found that he had long since disappeared.

In this world of continuous autumn rain, in the direction he went away, only purple petals were falling in the rain.

Perhaps it was destined from the beginning that we would eventually lose the one we love.

Otherwise, how can we know the weight of the haunting soul?

Love never knows its own depth

Until the moment of separation comes.

The purple petals fell in the rain, like broken thoughts

At the last moment when he was forgotten by the whole world, the lonely wind blew him away from his hometown where his beloved was.

On an unknown road, drifting to a distant foreign land.