Ten Billions of Stardust on the Wire

Huang Yu was very upset when he sent An Zhuoyue out of the [Danger Shelter].

He didn't understand why a girl murderer who gave him the middle finger turned into a hero who saved United Star City!When An Zhuoyue waved goodbye to him and said "Goodbye, Uncle Huang", Huang Yu's face turned ashen, and he didn't even smile at all.

After leaving the shelter, An Zhuoyue went to the E District Bureau.

The police station was still busy. People in police uniforms in the corridors were basically trotting and accelerating. There were also many ordinary people like An Zhuoyue, and the chairs next to the walls were full.

When Zhang Youbei saw An Zhuozhuo, he intentionally avoided her eyes, only greeted him roughly, and walked past him quickly.

"Where's Meng Liang? Aren't you guys inseparable from each other all day?" An Zhuoyue chased after him and asked.

Zhang Youbei faltered for a moment, then said, "Meng Liang...he was hit by the plane crash, he..."

Zhang Youbei lowered his head, facing An Zhuoyue, he couldn't speak.

There were too many sacrifices, including those from the headquarters and sub-bureaus, and the survivors couldn't take care of them.Dying in the line of duty is a decent death for a policeman, but Zhang Youbei knew how to explain it to a girl.He handed An Zhuo a photo, which was printed on old-fashioned photo paper. In the photo, Meng Liang's police uniform had a cropped head, and he smiled brightly.

The corner of An Zhuoyue's mouth trembled, but he didn't take the photo.

She has always been good at disguising smiles, smiling on the skin and smiling in her eyes, which often gives people a particularly genuine feeling.But at this moment, she had a smile in her eyes and tears in her smile.She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open, and stared at Meng Liang in the photo for a long time, her eyes almost piercing the photo paper, "If he asked me, I might, really, agree..."

"Promise what?" Zhang Youbei muttered.In fact, he vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Girlfriend! Be his girlfriend. It's a pity, he never asked, and he has no chance to ask," An Zhuoyue smiled, and tears slipped down her trembling mouth inadvertently.

She remembered that in the same branch office in E district, Meng Liang had gently supported her head, and asked her awkwardly over and over again what was wrong, what was wrong, and what was going on.An Zhuoyue wanted to laugh, "Idiot, I pretended that!" But now she didn't even have the chance to mock Meng Liang, and she couldn't express the faint liking in her heart.

"Really? To be his girlfriend?" Zhang Youbei suddenly raised his head.

"Really..." An Zhuoyue stretched out her fingers to brush away the tears, trying to look more relaxed, but she immediately realized that Zhang Youbei's expression was suspicious, and immediately stopped her tears and glared, "What's real? Zhang Youbei, what do you mean!"

Zhang Youbei laughed awkwardly, turned over the photo in his hand, and there was a line of address written crookedly on it, which was No. XX, X Floor, X-floor, Inpatient Department of XXX Hospital. , if he pretends to be dead, it doesn’t work, it’s definitely useless. I didn’t expect Miss Xiao’an to chase after you!”

Hearing that An Zhuo was about to smash his fist, "Believe it or not, I'll hit you with chestnuts!"

But she cried after cursing and cursing, and the tears couldn't be stopped.The clenched fists softened, and the whole person almost fell down. Zhang Youbei immediately hugged her, "Xing Xing, brother and sister, let me go to Liang Zi to cry. It seems that I still need to find a gentle girl in the future." A bit."

"I'll knock—" An Zhuoyue slapped Zhang People's Policeman on the forehead with a yang finger. His finger was wet, and he didn't know whether it was tears or snot.

Zhang Youbei rubbed his forehead, his face full of shock, "I'm going? It's quite loud!"

The other young police officers were watching Zhang Youbei's joke, and joked, "Ms. Xiao'an will work in our department after she graduates. You can see Liang Zi every time you go to and from get off work."

An Zhuo rolled his eyes and gave them a white look: "I want to be the strongest reporter of Orion Nebula! I won't be a network administrator here."

An Zhuoyue asked about other people, and everyone seemed to be fine.Except for Meng Liang's injured leg, none of them were missing arms or legs, or had broken bones or tendons. At most, they were too busy to do anything.Later An Zhuoyue asked Wang Yang again.

"Brother Yang...he's not very good," Zhang Youbei faltered again.

"You don't want to lie to me again! To be honest, what about Brother Wang?"

An Zhuoyue raised his jaw-dropping hand again, but this time Zhang Youbei and the policemen around him looked solemn, and An Zhuoyue shuddered, "What you said...is it true?"

Zhang Youbei nodded.

"Then why don't you tell me sooner! Which hospital does Brother Wang live in? I'll go see him first!" An Zhuoyue rushed outside as he spoke, but was stopped by policewoman Xiao Zhou.

Zhang Youbei advised her: "Don't go, Brother Yang's injury needs to rest."

"Where is he hurt?" An Zhuoyue frowned.During the live broadcast of the trial in the Hall of Valor, she was undergoing rounds of review in the dangerous asylum, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

"Injury..." Zhang Youbei thought of Wang Yang who was almost wrapped in bandages like rice dumpling, and it was hard to say exactly where the injury was. After thinking for a long time, he said to An Zhuoyue, "I'm hurt, I'm sad."

"His brother, uh no, his brother, what happened to Wang Zicheng hit him a bit hard. Brother Yang, he hasn't woken up until now and is still in the intensive care unit."

"I didn't wake up..." An Zhuo sighed, and the soreness from the tip of his nose came up again.

Wang Yang obviously saved so many people, but he couldn't save his own relatives.He had been thinking about his brother for so many years, but in the end Wang Yang found that he was just a pre-written program.

When people are dead, they don't want to wake up.

Zhang Youbei took out two crumpled toilet papers from his trouser pocket and handed them to An Zhuoyue, "Wipe your nose, don't worry about it, everyone has their own fate. Look at those who died outside a few days ago, especially those who died in the fire." Yes, even my family members couldn’t recognize me when they came to claim it. Me, Liang Zi, Brother Yang, and that boy surnamed Yu are all good fortune tellers..."

Policewoman Xiao Zhou elbowed Zhang Youbei and signaled him to stop talking. How could he persuade the girl like that?The more you persuade, the more you cry.That is to say, An Zhuoyue could bear it, the circles of his eyes were reddened, and he didn't shed tears.

Xiao Zhou reassured An Zhuoyue, and she said, "Brother Yang is guarded by Yu Linyuan, so nothing can go wrong."

After leaving the E district office, An Zhuoyue didn't go to see Meng Liang immediately.An Zhuoyue was a little annoyed that he tried to test her with life and death jokes.

She bought a bouquet of fresh blue roses from a vending machine on the street, and the label said "produced in Greenhouse No. 241". the dead and the living.She didn't want to give this bouquet of blue roses to anyone, she wanted to keep it for herself.

An Zhuozhuo was walking aimlessly in the city with flowers in his hand, while the huge mechanical arm was clinging to the destroyed buildings and roads, and the city was rapidly repairing itself.

She felt that she had never observed her living environment so seriously, those towers piercing the sky, buried in the clouds, those crawling to survive, and those burning clouds crowded in the sky in the steel forest—— Those magnificent and tragic beauties.

An Zhuoyou involuntarily raised her hand to block the setting sun, and the bracelet with the emerald badge went around and returned to her wrist, and the triangular crystal green shone in the afterglow.She remembered that her mother told her that the three corners represented "humans and bionics", "the nature we live on", and "the future we can see but not know".

The smell of blue roses wafted in the wet and soft winter evening wind after the snow. An Zhuo stretched herself towards the sunset. She decided to take action to take her dream of "becoming the strongest reporter of Orion Nebula Network" one step further——

From the perspective of a person who has experienced it personally, write down and publish this major event that took place in the KU-32 United Star City within eight days, and fill in a satisfactory ending for those who are alive and who have lived.

"What are you in this vast galaxy

What are you in his gentle eyes

Shining light falling and reluctant to part

So life is as bright as a song..."

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