The Path Toward Heaven

A few days later, in the classroom of the Children's Chess Interest Class on the third floor of the Administrative Center of the Southern District of Wushan City, there were exclamations from the children, followed by praise from the teacher and thunderous applause from the children.

Under the envious eyes of the children, the teacher sent Jing Jiu out of the classroom.

He looked around and regretted not seeing that familiar figure.

Teacher Eve went to the community for research. The teacher knew who he was looking for and said with a smile.

Jing Jiu saluted the teacher very politely, went to the waiting area to pick up Huaxi, and then took the subway home together.

The advertising light board outside the subway window was turned off. I don’t know what product will be replaced tomorrow, and the passengers in the carriage are discussing in low voices.

It has been blocked for too long, and the social economy is naturally sluggish. Except for daily necessities, only a small number of goods are still being produced and sold. The frequency of replacement of advertising light boards in the subway has been reduced a lot. Occasionally, it has become news that residents care about.

Huaxi looked at Jing Jiu with wide eyes and said, Brother, did you win?

Jing Jiu nodded.

Huaxi's eyes widened, and he said, Brother is really amazing.

The corners of Jing Jiu's lips curled up slowly, and he said with a little pride: The teacher also said that I am amazing.

He is really in a good mood, not because he doesn't need to do special chess training or be beaten, but because he likes the feeling of winning.

Even if he doesn't know anything now, he still has a strong yearning for this feeling.

Back at home in 720, he sat by the window and began to play the piano, with a smile still on his lips, so the piano music finally had feelings, or emotions, under his fingers for the first time.

Xue Ji turned her head to look at the young man playing the piano by the window, and noticed that his fingering was actually not perfect today, and the rhythm and force were not as standard as usual, especially in certain passages, the force was obviously a little unstable, but if digitized, it could form a very beautiful curve.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and turned into a beautiful curve.

—It turns out that feelings and emotions are derived from imperfections.

Human beings are really weak and pitiful and ridiculous.

If Jingyang wakes up and finds out that he has been like this before, I don't know how angry he will be.

Xueji's happiness comes from these complicated reasons, while Huaxi's happiness is much simpler, because she can clearly feel that Xueji and her brother are in a good mood.

She walked through the sea of ​​flowers, picked a flower and stuck it behind her ear, came to the window humming a simple and happy nursery rhyme, opened a corner of the black curtain, looked at the twilight covering the old building area, smiled and said nothing.

Han Chan flew in front of her, landed on the window sill, looked at the setting sun between the residential buildings, and missed Shenmo Peak a little.

On the edge of the cliff of Shenmo Peak, it often lies on top of Lord White Ghost, watching the sunset together.

Huaxi suddenly stretched out his fingers and poked it lightly, then said in a low voice, I'll tell you something, can you keep it a secret for me?

Han Chan looked at her and nodded without hesitation.

Huaxi was silent for a while, then said: Actually... I remembered something... My brother is not my real brother... I am not from here either.

There are countless light spots in Han Chan's compound eyes, I don't know what it means.

Huaxi propped her chin up, looked at the sunset outside the window and said softly: I remember that I am a young lady... how could I live in such a poor place? I... am a poor little kid who was kidnapped by my brother?

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, the corners of her mouth puckered in grievance, her eyes turned red, and she almost cried out. The next moment she wiped away her tears and said with a forced smile: But even if my brother is so stupid, he is very kind to me, so I won't call the police. I will continue to accompany him for a while. When he learns to cook by himself, I will sneak away again.

When the little girl was crying to the setting sun, Han Chan sneaked away without hesitation, went to the sea of ​​books next door, and whispered a few words in Xue Ji's ear.

That night, Xue Ji quietly appeared in Huaxi's bedroom, looking like a ghost.

Huaxi was lying on the bed curled up in the quilt, the strange thing was that even the bed was frozen into a square ice cube.

She sleeps like this every night, but she doesn't know it, so the reason why she wakes up so cold every morning is not all because Xue Ji treats Jing Jiu's injuries.

Xue Ji looked at Huaxi in the ice with no expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, she raised her round hand to release a chill in the past again.

The volume of that square ice cube didn't change at all, but it added some very light blue color.

After finishing these things, Xue Ji returned to the living room, picked up the red cloth and tied it up, flew to the garbage dump on the other side of the courtyard wall, and looked up at the starry sky.

The starry sky is solemn, but not really eternal.

In her eyes, those stars were always moving with relative precision, which made her very uncomfortable.

It didn't take long before she returned to the room, adjusted her posture and sat in Jing Jiu's arms, stretched out her small hand to press the space between his brows, and slowly entered the cold.

She suddenly felt a little tired living like this.

Now Jing Jiu and Huaxi may adapt to and like such a quiet day, but she can't.

Han Chan looked back at her from the window sill, thinking silently in her heart, Your Majesty, you can do it, you can do it.

Xue Ji didn't bother to care about it, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep, snoring slightly.

To Han Chan's ears, the snoring sound was like thunder from the nine heavens, and he quickly turned around and looked out the window, vigilant and loyal.

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...

There was thunderous applause in the stadium.

Jing Jiu stood out among the children, obviously much taller.

The parents and the audience who came to the party knew that he was special, and they didn't think it was weird, but gave him more applause.

This is the Thousand People Gymnasium in the Industrial Zone of Wushan City. It has not been used for a long time. This time, it was requisitioned by the activity center to hold a juvenile theatrical performance, which ushered in a rare excitement.

Jing Jiu bowed awkwardly, stepped off the stage holding the trophy, and walked towards his seat.

He won the third prize for his piano solo.

Huaxi applauded more seriously, and Ms. Eve sat on the side, clapping lightly and happily.

Xue Ji, who was hugged by Huaxi, of course didn't react at all. As long as the children who participated in the show could win prizes, at worst there would be a participation prize. What's there to be happy about the third prize?

Lian, congratulations, do you want any gift? Eve looked at Jing Jiu and asked with a smile.

Huaxi took the trophy over and observed it carefully, a little reluctant to put it down, how could he remember what he said to Han Chan a few days ago.

Jing Jiu obviously didn't expect to get other gifts after winning the award, so he thought about it seriously.

Ms. Eve didn't rush, just smiled and waited for him to make a decision.

Jing Jiu was a little uncertain and said, Can I... watch a movie?

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In the human society of the interstellar era, all kinds of full-real games have become the mainstream of entertainment, and there are very few people watching movies. Even if there is a spiritual need in this regard, they usually watch holograms at home.

As a relatively backward human city, Wushan City actually has a classical theater. Xue Ji didn't have any interest in this kind of activity, so she let Huaxi carry her back home, and only Jing Jiu and Ms. Eve walked into the theater. If it weren't for the fact that their ages were too different in appearance, it would really be a bit like a date.

Ms. Eve is thirty-one years old. Because she is busy with work, she has not been in a relationship for several years, and she has never been to a movie theater. She brought Jing Jiu to buy two tickets, some snacks and drinks, and found that the prices were much higher than before. I don’t know what it has to do with the planetary blockade.

Accompanied by the clear time telling, the two walked towards the screening hall, and when they passed the large floor-to-ceiling vase at the corner, Ms. Eve obtained the consent of the staff, picked off a flower and gave it to Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu had never received this kind of gift, so he pinned it on his collar clumsily, and asked, Well...does it look good?

Ms. Eve looked at it seriously for a while, then nodded with a smile.

The movie itself has nothing to say, the story is very classic or cliché, about a young and strong space pirate, after a successful robbery, because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, he is thrown into a cell by his companions. No one noticed that a space crack appeared on the spaceship's channel...

The three-dimensional movie screen seemed to be real and flickered in the center of the circular cinema. Jing Jiu and Eve sat in the first row on the second floor and watched quietly. Jing Jiu chose the male protagonist's perspective. A dozen fellow pirates were infected by dark energy, turned into monsters, and began to fight bloodily. A hostage who was lucky enough not to be infected was in an extremely dangerous situation. The young male protagonist snatched a one-person lifeboat. Seeing that he could leave this hell, he stayed because of the hostage. Of course, the hostage was a young, beautiful and kind girl... Eve chose the heroine's perspective. She watched the handsome male protagonist walking towards her, subconsciously glanced at the young man beside her, and felt that his ordinary appearance was more pleasing to the eye, especially with the background of the flower on the collar.

Jing Jiu noticed her gaze, picked up the snacks, and asked her if she wanted to eat. Eve smiled and shook her head, thinking that after the movie, she should ask the child what school she plans to study in the future.

Her bracelet suddenly vibrated slightly, and the system broke through the set silent state, and a line of light words jumped out by itself. She glanced at it, then her expression changed slightly, and she said to Jing Jiu, I have something to do at work, I have to go first.

Jing Jiu was startled, and said, Then I'll see you off.

Eve waved her hand to signal that she didn't need it. She carried the document bag and walked out of the cinema with her head down. She looked a little anxious. It seemed that something important had happened.

Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to this, sat back on the chair again, changed to a more comfortable posture, continued to watch the movie with the snack bucket in his arms, looked at the looming brood and those monsters on the other side of the space crack, somehow felt familiar.