Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Tu Weiwei found it novel, he hadn't had much close contact with Chinese characters.

Seeing such a slow-moving tortoise now, it seems that I was originally mixed with excitement and satisfaction, always thinking that dying now is worthwhile, and I have become peaceful.

Not everyone can adjust their mood very quickly like Tu Weiwei, and not everyone can understand and understand everything after the library appears like Tu Weiwei.

People don't have Tu Weiwei's experience and judgment, and people don't have Tu Weiwei who can bring out a big tortoise from the library at once to help answer all doubts.

To be able to bring books out when entering the library for the first time is already a very powerful existence.

Hayter was the one who took the book out of the library.

Haite looks like seven or eight years old this year. He is a child of Hai Xixi's family, but he has no direct blood relationship with Hai Xixi.

The little boy had always been reserved and reserved.But his spiritual talent is extremely high.

Originally, when the mental strength was screened in the library, children who were too young could not directly enter the library.

If the mental strength is unstable, it is not a good thing for the child.The same is true for asking parents to help borrow books to read.

But Hite is very talented in mental power, and when he came out of the library, he was carrying a book of basic literacy knowledge in his hand.

His father was stunned when he saw him.

"You went in too?" Dad said it was incredible.

That's what I said, but Dad still knows how to face his son in his heart.

This child is very gifted in mental power, and he likes reading very much.

He has all the simple children's books on the market in his hand, and he has already rummaged through them.He still doesn't quite understand the popular civilized works on the market, so he asks the AI ​​to read it to him.

Looking back and forth again and again, when facing those things, the corners of the introverted child's lips are also full of satisfied smiles.

Height hummed, held the book in his arms, and walked past Dad.He has always rarely talked, but this time he took the initiative to talk to his father.

"Dad." He called out, and then asked, "What are Chinese characters?"

Hite really didn't understand.He went to the library written in Chinese characters today and saw many books written in Chinese characters.

What exactly are Chinese characters?Why are Chinese characters so powerful?Why does it have so many books?

His favorite author does not drink nutritional supplements, and Sang Wen, who is now the editor-in-chief of "Far away", also wrote in Chinese characters at the beginning.

What are Chinese characters?Why do Chinese characters attract so many people?

His father froze for a moment.

It is also rare to be a little depressed.

Haixixi's family does not belong to Huaguo. From the ancient earth era to the empire era to the era of the Interstellar Federation, the entire family has nothing to do with Huaguo.

The roots are different. Facing the current situation, while being happy for Chinese characters, on the other hand, I also lack the sense of pride of one mother and compatriots.

Dad cheered up and explained to Hight: "Chinese characters are the traditional characters of Huaguo. Although Huaguo once abolished them at the beginning of the interstellar era, they have been recovered now."

In fact, it is not Chinese characters that Haidt's little mind has been struggling with.He just struggled with the books written in Chinese characters.

Really many books.

Even if half of the books that can't be seen are those boring data creations, I can't finish reading the rest in my life.

"There are so many books in Huaguo, and there are so many books in Chinese characters." Heite hugged the books in his arms tightly.

The book in his arms is a paper-based basic literacy book, with a white animal on the cover, standing there, holding a board in his hand, and an anthropomorphic expression can be seen on his fluffy face.

The animal looks very happy.

Hite was also very happy at the beginning!But after he found out that he couldn't understand the books in the library at all, he felt depressed and inferior, and felt very sad from the bottom of his heart.

It was sad, but also felt that I should be excited.It was the first time for a child to experience such complex emotions, and he felt bitterness in his mouth.

The small body stood up straight, and lowered its eyes: "Are there so many books only for Chinese characters?"

His eyes were a little stubborn, and he looked at his father: "Don't we have any text?"

Dad stood for a while, then shook his head frankly at Heite.

After the Chinese characters came to life, while all Chinese people regretted the decision to abolish Chinese characters, the emotions in the hearts of the federal people who were not Chinese people were mixed like Haite and his father.

I hate myself for not being able to understand these books because I don't know Chinese characters, and I feel sorry for my own words.

Dad finally said: "Now the Federation has set up a text research institution, and it is already doing research on all existing and disappearing texts."

"If words are alive... if they haven't woken up, maybe it's only a long time away." He looked at the book in his son's hand, said this while stroking his son's hairy little head.

Sangwen thought so too.

But by far the more important thing is to hurry up and let the library do its job.Otherwise, if the library is placed there, it is no different from rice cakes that can only be viewed but not eaten.

"Tomorrow I will go to a discussion meeting on the learning mode of Chinese characters." Sang Wen leaned on the bed and looked at the information on the optical brain.

"After being lost for thousands of years, Chinese characters have only played the role of superficial written characters.

Language is language, and the function of language must be restored quickly.Take a look at grabbing a few Chinese characters to be a teacher, take these..."

"……what."

Yuan Cang saw that Sang Wen had been communicating with people with light-brain messages, and looked at the information again, heaved a deep sigh and murmured.

Sang Wen heard his muttering, raised his head, and asked a question: "Huh?"

At this moment, Yuan Cang leaned forward.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and after leaning towards Sangwen, he even narrowed the distance between the two to the point that it couldn't be any closer.

Sang Wen leaned against him, watching him approaching, and could see his eyes and bright red lips, which were palpable between breaths.

is something to say.Sangwen's Adam's apple rolled.I should say something now, otherwise things will seem to be completely opposite to my imagination.

But before he opened his mouth, Yuan Cang opened his mouth first, without thinking, let alone hesitation, he split his heart full of heat and scalding, and sent it to Sang Wen.

"elder brother."

First there was a murmur, and then another: "...Brother."

"Tonight, don't care about history, don't care about literature..."

Yuan Cang put his hands on the bed, leaned his upper body closer, and leaned closer to Sang Wen's ear: "Don't care about the times, don't care about any seminars... Tonight, tonight, please only care about me, okay?"

There was a touch of lingering touch in his voice, it was love, probably also lust.

Yuan Cang is always cold, but at this moment he is sticky and warm, his whole body is like a cold ice bead, which melts at someone's collarbone at this moment, turning into warm water and hot tears.

Sanwen didn't answer.

too close.The tip of his nose almost touched Yuan Cang's slender eyelashes.

At this time his mind should be blank, but his mind is still clear.You can even clearly think of Yuan Cang's exquisite eyebrows and eyes when he was a teenager.

So he raised his hand and grabbed the back of Yuan Cang's neck.

With such strength, he was pulled heavily towards him.

It was a silent kiss on the corner of the lips, quiet and indifferent.

During the blending of breaths, no one closed their eyes.They looked straight into each other's eyes, with black pupils and complicated eyes.

Afterwards, the scorching heat filled with the accelerated breathing rhythm, and changed the landing point from the corner of the lips to the center.

Yuan Cang has always been obedient and well-behaved. During the whole process, he stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Sang Wen's cuff.

Like long ago, rely on and believe.

He is hot.Sanwin is aware of this.No matter how cold his face is, his lips are warm and hot.

When kissing, Sang Wen turned the hand on the back of Yuan Cang's neck and turned around.His thumb slid across Yuan Cang's jawline, pushed up his chin, and his wrist landed on his throat.

fragile throat.Yuan Cang swallowed, and Sang Wen could feel his Adam's apple slipping.

"why do you like me?"

He left his lips, put the tip of his nose against his, and asked.

Yuan Cang got the right to breathe, took a few quick breaths, and his mind was blank.

After a long while, Sangwen's question came to him vaguely.

"Why, no, I don't like you..."

He hissed, with a small wound on the corner of his mouth: "There is no reason, I just like you."

"There is always a reason for everything." Sang Wen was gentle but unquestionable, turning Yuan Cang's neck so that he could look out the window.

Pressing against his cheek, he said, "Why does the night get darker, because it will be dawn soon. The mountains are replaced by the sea, because time can change everything."

He hugged Yuan Cang.

He didn't hug Yuan Cang much.

After explaining everything to Sang Wen, Yuan Cang always thought that he would hug him.But I didn't expect this moment to come so soon.

When they looked at each other in the center of the flame, he should have realized that Sangwen's eyes had changed at that time.

Sangwen said, "You know me best."

yes.In the entire interstellar era, Yuan Cang understood him best, and Yuan Cang was the only, irreplaceable, his Yuan Cang.

"I trust you most. I never thought about love until you mentioned it to me.

Then after you mentioned love to me, I never thought about love that has nothing to do with you. "

A little puzzled appeared in his expression.

You can write all kinds of love when you lift the pen, but when you put down the pen and turn your head to look at the people around you, you can't bite the love.

You shouldn't talk about theoretical love at this time.

Yuan Cang let out an aggrieved voice.

He had no choice but to tilt his head, looking straight at Sang Wen.

"I have been thinking about you for thousands of years. I have been thinking about this day since the first time I missed you."

"If you have to ask for a reason, don't ask me. You can either ask that person thousands of years ago... or just kiss me again."

He seemed to be acting coquettishly, but also seemed to be playing tricks: "Kiss me."

Sang Wen coughed uncomfortably, and looked away from Yuan Cang: "...you made my leg numb."

Yuan Cang refused to let go: "Kiss me."

"Little boy." Sang Wen said with a straight face, "You know, you can't talk to an old man like that. You will suffer."

Yuan Cang choked.

"...I'm the old man! I'm so old!"

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