Annihilation of the solar system

Qingwen's beautiful figure in the holographic projection illuminates the surrounding ruins like a beacon in the storm. Every snowflake flying in the slanting wind reflects her pure face, even the frozen snow

The coldness seemed to have warmed up with her presence.

Zhou Cheng's ears were filled with the cold wind and he couldn't hear clearly what Qingwen was saying. He could only read the heartbreaking worry and anxiety from her restless expression and tear-filled eyes.

The bone-chilling coldness was slowly fading away from his body, and the pain and fatigue all over his body were also dissipating. It seemed that everything in the world had stopped except for the beautiful woman in front of him.

I don't know whether it was an hour or a second later, but a thunder pierced the night sky, and then strong light accompanied by strong wind swept everything around.

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Zhou Cheng struggled to raise his numb arm to cover his eyes. From between his fingers, he saw a slender figure stumbling towards him from the bright light. Then, the gentle warmth and faint fragrance enveloped him.

He wrapped it up and let him indulge in it, gradually getting lost.

The soreness that shot up all over his body when he turned over woke Zhou Cheng up from his light dream. It was already bright outside the gauze curtain, and the birds were chirping playfully to bid farewell to the severe cold in the midwinter. Zhou Cheng stretched out and smelled the lingering smell in the room.

With a hint of lingering fragrance.

He sat up from the bed and felt a splitting headache. The alcohol in his blood still made him dizzy. He lifted the quilt and looked at the bruises all over his body and the newly scabbed hands on his hands.

After seeing the wound, he put on his clothes and went downstairs.

Qingwen was preparing a meal in the kitchen, and the fragrance of food wafted along with the sound of pots and spoons rubbing against each other. Zhou Cheng sat down on the sofa and started the Internet of Things holographic projection. He skillfully selected the flying vehicle and system

The warning popped up again:

"It is not detected that you are qualified to fly an aircraft. Please undergo flight qualification training first."

Then, the drawer under the coffee table opened automatically, containing a knowledge transmission helmet. Zhou Cheng picked up the helmet, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it through clenched teeth.

He looked sideways at Qingwen's graceful figure busy in front of the cupboard. Every posture and movement of hers was so exquisite and lovely. Every side was the most perfect line in the world, which was fascinating. Zhou Cheng was like this

Looking at Qingwen's figure, she put on her helmet.

The speed of learning flying skills was much faster than Zhou Cheng imagined. When the projection showed "Congratulations, Mr. Zhou Cheng. You have obtained the qualification to fly", Qingwen walked out of the kitchen with two plates of dishes.

Seeing that Zhou Cheng had just taken off his helmet, Qingwen showed a surprised expression on her face:

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"Ah, Teacher Zhou! Don't you hate this thing the most?"

Zhou Cheng put the helmet back in the drawer and carefully wiped off the sweat on his palms:

"You have to make some changes. You can't just keep being an antique. If I had obtained the flight qualification earlier and flew a new-style spaceship yesterday, I wouldn't have almost frozen to death in the middle of the night and had you come to save me."

Qingwen put the dinner plate on the table and sat next to Zhou Cheng. There was a hint of worry in her bright eyes:

"It's really worrying that I haven't heard from you for so long."

Zhou Cheng took out the Sentinel pen from his pocket and put it on the table:

"I'd better not take this thing with me next time I go on a long trip, so that everyone won't be worried."

Qingwen frowned slightly, pushed the sentry pen aside with one finger, and said in a somewhat reproachful tone:

"This is something that the commander-in-chief should worry about. I don't care. You don't have an intelligent flying vehicle and your wristband has no signal. I'm worried about you encountering an accident outside the city." In the second half of the words, Qingwen's voice changed.

I felt a little shy, and there was a hint of blush on my face.

Zhou Cheng picked up the dinner plate and looked at Qingwen and said:

"Aren't you curious why I went to the Jinghua ruins?"

Qingwen smiled slightly and said:

"There must be someone or something there that you once cared about."

Zhou Cheng was very pleased with Qingwen's understanding. He sighed lightly and said solemnly:

"You're right, that's the past. I have to say goodbye to the past."

Qingwen playfully tapped Zhou Cheng's plate with her fork and said coquettishly:

"Look, it's time to have dinner in a while. Aren't you hungry? Try the lunch I made first! This is not made in a molecular synthesizer, I made it myself with raw materials."

After the two had breakfast chatting and laughing, Zhou Cheng stood up and said solemnly to Qingwen:

"Can you do me a favor?"

Seeing Zhou Cheng's serious expression, Qingwen also put down the plate in her hand:

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"Of course, anything is fine."

Zhou Cheng led Qingwen to a room upstairs. When she opened the door, Qingwen was shocked by the papers plastered all over the wall and manuscript papers on the table.

"Teacher Zhou, I really admire you." Just as Qingwen was admiring the pieces of paper that looked like stars in the sky, Zhou Cheng walked to the wall and ripped off a few of them.

"Teacher Zhou, what are you doing?" Qingwen exclaimed.

Zhou Cheng kneaded the paper in his hand into a ball and put it into the bag. Then he pulled out a few more sheets:

"After going out for a while, I still gained something. The past will eventually flow down the flow of time, and it will be useless to dwell on the past. There should always be a time to say goodbye to the past, a time to live and die together."

Qingwen gently stroked the piles of manuscript papers on the table with her hands and said leisurely:

"Teacher Zhou, I'm very happy that you think so. But are you really ready?"

Zhou Cheng handed Qingwen a bag:

"Maybe, but there is nothing in this world that one can be prepared for. So let's work together. We have to take the first step, and getting rid of these things is the first step." After finishing speaking, Zhou Chengyou

He crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it into the bag.

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After working for an afternoon, a dozen bags filled with waste paper were dragged into the backyard. Zhou Cheng and Qingwen were both panting, and there were beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Qingwen said while rummaging through the holographic projection of the bracelet:

"I'll let the cleaning robot take them all away and dispose of them."

Zhou Cheng raised his hand to stop her, and then took out a lighter and a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.

"In our time there was a more radical approach."

He unfolded the paper in his hand, and the word "Record Crime" was written on the wrinkled paper. The arc of the lighter ignited a corner of the paper. A flame quickly spread in Zhou Cheng's hand, and he threw the flame away.

When it arrived in the bag filled with manuscript papers, the flames soon began to rise along with black smoke.

The crackling flames swayed in front of them, and the embers melted into charcoal floated into the air with the breeze. At this time, several small flying robots flew in from outside the yard with warnings flashing, Zhou Cheng and Qingwen

The bracelet also vibrated and projected a fire alarm.

After Qingwen's skillful operation, the alarm was lifted, and the flying robots also hovered in mid-air and did not continue to approach. They just watched quietly as the flames scorched the grass on the ground and filled all the bags.

The manuscript paper turned into ashes and slowly disappeared into the blackened embers, leaving only a wisp of green smoke slowly floating into the air.

"I hope the pain of the past will float away with this wisp of smoke." Qingwen said lightly.

Zhou Cheng nodded:

"1 will definitely do it."

Several flying robots flew over and quickly cleared away the ashes on the ground, then eradicated the blackened grass and planted new turf. All of this was completed in just a few minutes, except

There is still a faint burnt smell in the air, but there is no trace of what just happened.

"This is really a magical era." Zhou Cheng sighed as he looked in the direction in which the flying robot disappeared.

Qingwen's face once again had the youthful and lovely smile of a girl:

"Teacher Zhou, is there anything else you particularly want to do next? I'll go with you."

Zhou Cheng looked up and saw that the Milky Way and the stars were already shining a little bit behind the blue sky. The galaxy was fine, the stars were bright, and everything was as usual.

"Don't call me Teacher Zhou, that physics professor has already stayed in the past, just call me by my name."

"Then it's settled!"

At this time, the delivery robot arrived outside the hospital. The delivered thing was a box of liquor, and Zhou Cheng took out a bottle from it.

"I ordered some liquor, which was unique to our era. We should celebrate it during dinner!"