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On May 2079, 5, Anseong Interstellar Station.

Qi Luyao held Wangcai in his arms, holding the space car ticket in his hand, with a solemn expression.

Xia Xinghe straightened his face for the 520th time, and sincerely suggested: "Brother, if you don't want to go? We can go home. It would be nice to have something to eat at A-48."

Qi Luyao raised his head 520 times, and his tone was very firm: "Go!"

This time, the station announcement had already sounded, the security gate in front of them was slowly opened, and the loose queue began to flock to the ticket gate.

The reason why the team is sparse is because the price of interstellar travel is too high, and it is difficult for ordinary middle-class people to afford it.

But Xia Xinghe and Qi Luyao are not middle class, let alone today's festival, the necessary sense of ritual must be felt.

After the ticket inspection certificate of the electronic ticket turned green, Qi Luyao knew that he could never turn back.

He looked at the two-person safety capsule parked on the tarmac, and his eyes were already turning white.

Xia Xinghe held his wrist and said guiltily: "Sorry, I just mentioned something casually at that time."

On the first birthday with Qi Luyao, Xia Xinghe didn't know that Qi Luyao was afraid of heights, so he made a wish? "I will go on an interstellar journey with my brother in the future".

For so many years, Qi Luyao has meticulously fulfilled his every birthday wish, but the only thing left is this hell mode challenge.

Qi Luyao wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but his mandible was too stiff to open, so he had to accept Xia Xinghe's apology.

Step by step on the way to the space warehouse, Xia Xinghe could feel Qi Luyao's hands getting cold little by little.

Guilt has suddenly increased? Ten? Times.

The space cabin is relatively spacious. Although it is a two-person cabin, it has all the facilities inside and is as luxurious as a small villa.

After all, he had to stay there for ten days and eight months. Thinking of this, Qi Luyao felt that half of his brain cells had died again.

"Don't be nervous bro."

Xia Xinghe's voice rang in his ears, and Qi Luyao watched helplessly as he pushed aside his arm, and carried out Wangcai, who was almost deformed by the iron sheet:

"Let's celebrate the festival, don't abuse the dog."

As the warehouse door slowly closed behind him, Qi Luyao found a corner farthest from the porthole with his limbs stiff, and squatted down with his knees hugged.

Then Chu Chu pitifully buried her head in her knees.

Just as Xia Xinghe was about to go up and hug him, the cabin suddenly trembled, and outside the porthole the size of a French window, the horizon began to slowly move down.

In fact, before entering reincarnation, Qi Luyao's fear of heights was just a normal level of fear.

But right now, he watched the ground getting farther and farther away from him, and his brain buzzed uncontrollably.

The snowflakes in his field of vision gradually pieced together a huge mushroom cloud.

He saw the scorching flames quickly lift up the cabin.

He saw that Xia Xinghe's face was not in the raging sea of ​​flames.

This was his nightmare night after night. He sat in the closed escape cabin countless times like this, watching his lover turn into a wisp of ashes in the sea of ​​fire from a distance.

He can't stand the height of the flight, because it's not an ascent for him, but a lover's fall.

When his body couldn't restrain himself and fell down, a scent of milk gently hugged him.

As if guessing that he would have such a stressful reaction, Xia Xinghe only held him in his arms, comforted his glands, and helped him cover his eyes.

"That's why I said, don't be brave..." Xia Xinghe whispered in his ear.

But the words? Before I finished speaking, my chest was wet by that person's warm tears.

"Do you know how regretful I was back then?" Qi Luyao choked up, "Every time I saw you die in front of me, I would think, why didn't I go on an interstellar journey with you? Get on the plane."

"Now, I tell myself over and over again that you will never leave me again? But I'm still afraid." Qi Luyao said, "If something like a wish can't be fulfilled in time, it will become a nightmare of regret for the rest of my life. "

Xia Xinghe's breathing froze for a few seconds, then he lowered his head and kissed Qi Luyao's hair.

He turned around so that Qi Luyao turned his back to the porthole, and the miniature of the earth was reflected in his pupils.

Qi Luyao felt that the man lifted himself up and lifted his feet off the ground, which gave him a sense of security that his whole body was supported.

"Now, the Peace Square is at our feet? It's the size of a palm, and it can be put into Wangcai's storage box."

Xia Xinghe's voice passed by his ears softly.

At first imagining this scene, Qi Luyao couldn't help trembling, but slowly, under Xia Xinghe's gentle explanation, most of the fear dissipated.

"Well, we can't see the Peace Square now, because we have just entered the stratosphere, and we are covered by a large cloud, and the whole sky is ours."

Qi Luyao closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"The clouds in the stratosphere are large, with a plush touch, like a cotton field. The sun is on your right, printing and dyeing a light orange, like a grass field in the morning."

Qi Luyao saw that Xia Xinghe's side face was coated with a light gold color, and then his own eyelashes were also dyed with gold edges.

He couldn't help it, and wanted to look back quietly, but Xia Xinghe gently pressed him into his arms.

"Later, we are about to start crossing the atmosphere. During the whole process, there will inevitably be body bumps. Don't worry, all you have to do is hold on firmly and maintain a comfortable and relaxed mood."

As soon as the sound of Xia Xinghe's words fell, the entire cabin began to tremble violently.

Qi Luyao persuaded himself to relax, but his physical reaction could not be restrained.

All the muscles in his body tensed up, and it became difficult to breathe.

He grabbed Xia Xinghe's cuff as if asking for help, and when he raised his head, he met the man's clear pupils.

"This patient." Xia Xinghe gently supported the back of his head, with a hoarse voice, "Do you need artificial respiration?"

When Qi Luyao heard the words, he kissed that man's lips like he was trying to survive.

He originally thought that kissing in this hypoxic state would only speed up his fainting.

But he just raised his head like this, allowing his body to heat up, allowing the glands to expand and invite.

Xia Xinghe took care of every part of his skin meticulously, and he consciously left everything to the other party to take care of.

To come once in space was a wish he had thought about but dared not try, but when he actually implemented it, he found that it was much more relaxing than he imagined.

Gradually, Qi Luyao couldn't tell whether it was the cabin that was jolting or she was jolting. It turns out that the feeling of flying is no different from making love.

When everything turned into a blissful point of light in his mind, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the flight cabin had already calmed down softly.

At this moment, he realized that he was pressed against the transparent glass window.

In Xia Xinghe's pupils was his shadow, and behind him was a vast expanse of stars.

As if feeling the urge to turn his head back, Xia Xinghe gently kissed the corner of his tear-filled eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Don't be afraid, when you come here, the world will no longer be divided into upper and lower."

Just like falling into the time gap, direction and space are nothingness concepts, and the only thing that exists is existence itself.

"Look."

Under Xia Xinghe's bewitching, he turned around little by little.

The moment the boundless universe came into view, he only felt his calf go weak, and then Xia Xinghe hugged him tightly from behind.

"Don't be afraid. I will always be by your side." Xia Xinghe said.

"Xinghe will always hug you."

The author has something to say: Happy 520!

Wangcai: Thank you for the invitation, not happy!

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I originally planned to write a few more episodes before officially ending, but because I can’t keep up with energy, I may post it for free later.

Next, I will seamlessly open "He is wrong at the same table", which is a slow-paced daily article. Interested fat friends may wish to bookmark it in the column~

Love you guys!Thank you for your company along the way!