Knight: My Thunder Armor was taken in by Gangen Xinguo

As night fell, three people walked on the quiet street. The shadows cast by the street lights sometimes lengthened and sometimes intertwined, as if outlining a moving painting.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Their laughter floats in the air, accompanied by the occasional sound of train whistles and the rustling of leaves in the evening breeze, which injects a bit of vitality into this walk.

"Have you noticed that cities at night are always more mysterious than during the day?"

Wu Lingyang said softly, with a slightly inquiring look in his eyes, "Where are all those people who are busy during the day now?"

Shengzhen shrugged and waved his arms casually, "Maybe he will continue to be busy, or maybe he has already started to weave a beautiful dream for tonight. Just like us, we have our own ideals and stories."

There was a kind of open-minded ease in his tone.

Gangen Xingguo pondered for a moment, as if these words had brought back some memories. "When I was a child, I always imagined that there were countless dreams in the night sky, woven by different people. Some people dreamed of a warm home, and some, like me, dreamed of a restaurant."

There was a hint of nostalgia in her voice, but more of determination.

After hearing this, Wu Lingyang smiled and bumped her with his shoulder. "So, aren't you in the process of turning this dream into reality? Aren't you making it come true with every dinner I share with you?"

Gangen Xingguo smiled back, his gaze returning from the distant lights to his friends' faces.

"Maybe,"

She nodded, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, "I always feel that every step brings me closer to my dream."

"makes sense,"

Shengzhen agreed, "My current plan for the future is to not let my dream go astray. As long as I take a step in that direction every day, that's enough."

“That’s really inspiring.”

Wu Lingyang nodded.

They stopped by a fountain, and the water looked like countless crystal beads under the light.

Gangen Xingguo lowered his head and gently touched the water with his hand, feeling the coolness of the night. "Anyway, thank you for accompanying me on this journey."

Her voice was soft and sincere.

Wu Lingyang and Sheng Zhen looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

70. Thoughtful Gangen Xingguo (asking for flowers)

"Same here. Don't think you can get rid of us so easily in the future."

Wu Lingyang said half-jokingly.

"That's right, we are still waiting for your dishes to bring us more surprises!"

Shengzhen agreed loudly.

They continued walking along the street, in this night dotted with lights and stars, their laughter and chatter continued to spread, spreading the warmth of friendship to every corner of the city.

One morning a few days later, the sunlight shone through the curtains onto Gangen Xingguo's face. She slowly opened her eyes and realized that it was another ordinary day full of unknowns.

The commissions these days are relatively simple, but they make life more interesting.

She sat up with a smile, thinking that she was going to help an old man tidy up his small garden today.

These little joys and a vague sense of security made her feel fulfilled, as if she was slowly weaving her own dreams.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Gangen Xingguo put on her home clothes and went to open the door, only to find Wu Lingyang standing outside with a shopping bag full of food.

"Good morning, Xingguo! Take the day off today, let's make a feast!"

He said excitedly, stepping straight into the living room and setting the shopping bags down.

"What are you going to do this time?"

Gangen Xingguo asked curiously, but his heart was already full of anticipation.

Since I opened the small restaurant, the joy of this simple cooking has diminished a lot.

Wu Lingyang's proposal was exactly what he wanted.

"I guess your taste is a bit commonplace. How about we have a creative mix of dishes today? You are in charge of the dishes, and I will be in charge of the seasoning."

Wu Lingyang suggested, his eyes always showing an unremitting pursuit of innovation and change.

"That sounds great. We can combine the new dishes we learned before."

Gangen Xingguo responded, and the two began to work in the kitchen, cooperating with each other in perfect harmony.

Amid the heat and aroma of spices in the kitchen, the two of them were cutting vegetables while talking about the phone call that happened last night.

Shengzhen recently received a commission to help take care of a pet, which made him so happy that he posted photos of the dog on WeChat Moments every day. It is like his "new career".

"I really think he might open a pet store someday."

Gangen Xingguo said with a smile while stir-frying, "Happiness is simple, just like the warm atmosphere in the kitchen at this moment."

"Well, he does have that potential. But that's fine too, at least the three of us are living a life we like, right?"

Wu Lingyang said he gently brushed the flour off his hands and straightened the wrinkles on his apron.

The dishes were gradually presented on the table, and they wiped them carefully with napkins, as if each dish was the embodiment of their beliefs.

Gangen Xingguo picked up a bowl of soup and took a sip.

A warm feeling flows through my heart, like the summary of every sleepless night in the past, like every mark of the step closer to the dream.

At lunch time, Sheng Zhen arrived as promised.

"It was so fragrant that I could smell it from far away."

As he took off his coat, he exaggeratedly exclaimed, "You are really good at creating happiness!"

Three people sat around a small round table, the sunlight shining through the window onto their faces, warming their hearts.

The delicious food in front of him and the laughter on the table have all become precious life memories of Gangen Xingguo.

In these simple and real moments, she realized her little dream; that dream full of flavor continued to ferment in the company of her friends.

"Come, toast to our dreams."

Shengzhen raised the juice in his hand, his eyes flashing with innate optimism and expectation.

Their glasses clinked together gently, as if promising happy times that would never be separated.

In these dreamlike days, Gangen Xingguo feels that she is not alone in her dream-chasing journey. No matter what challenges the future holds, at least now, she has all the warm preparations.

After lunch, Wu Lingyang, Gangen Xingguo and Sheng Zhen cleaned up the table and prepared to go on their next journey.

Wu Lingyang decides to visit Aguilera, while Sheng Zhen has some matters of his own to take care of.

"Lingyang, are you in touch with Aguilera?"

Gangen Xingguo asked with concern, watching his friend tie his scarf.

"Of course, she was still talking about her new plan last time. I want to go see her and talk to her about my new ideas over the past few days."

Wu Lingyang replied, his excitement obvious.

He is not only a friend to Aguilera, but also a source of creative inspiration.

Shengzhen smiled and patted his shoulder, "Is this your official schedule for today? Let's have a good chat, maybe you can get some inspiration from her."

"Yes, I have prepared some plans, but I need a little of her magic."

Wu Lingyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

As they were about to say goodbye, Gangen Xingguo handed over a small bag and said, "Take this with you. It's a snack I made last night. If you get hungry while we're talking, take it out and eat it."

Wu Lingyang gladly accepted it, "Thank you, Xingguo, for always being so thoughtful."

At this moment, the sunlight shines through the window, and the shadows of three people are intertwined on the floor.

The tacit understanding and care between them is self-evident.

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Sheng Zhen stood in front of the window, watching Wu Lingyang's figure gradually disappear around the corner of the street.

Wu Lingyang embarked on the journey to Aguilera's house with full of expectations.

The sun shone obliquely on his shoulders, and the breeze brought a hint of coolness from early spring.

He tightened his scarf again, but his mind was busy all the time, and new ideas to share with Aguilera kept jumping in his mind.

Soon, he arrived at the door of A-Kilela's house.

He knocked gently on the door, and soon, Aguilera's familiar face appeared through the crack of the door. That kind of energetic smile always made him feel at ease.

The moment the door was fully opened, she almost jumped for joy and gave him a deep and warm hug.

"Wu Lingyang! Great, you're finally here!"

Aguilera's unique enthusiasm made him forget all his fatigue for a moment, "I knew you would come to see me."

"Of course, you know, I've been looking forward to it. I have a lot of things I want to talk to you about today."

Wu Lingyang responded to her enthusiasm, his tone relaxed and slightly playful.

The two walked into the house. The warm decoration remained the same, but the new green plant on the windowsill revealed Aguilera's good mood.

Wu Lingyang sat on the sofa, watching Aguilera busy making tea for him. He remembered the snacks Xing Guo gave him, so he took them out of his bag and said, "This is the snack Xing Guo brought me. She told me to take it out and eat it when I'm hungry."

"Oh, Xingguo is always so thoughtful,"

Aguilera smiled and came over with hot tea, "Then we must enjoy these snacks."

The two sat by the window, sipping tea and chatting about their latest projects.

Wu Lingyang talked about his recent inspirations, his eyes were full of passion and determination, "I have always felt that design should incorporate more emotional factors and even break through traditional expressions."

Aguilera nodded, her eyes full of approval. "You are right. I have also been exploring how to combine emotion and design more closely. In fact, I have a new plan—"

"Oh? Tell me quickly, I really want to know."

Wu Lingyang put down the teacup, his face focused, and he was full of anticipation for Aguilera's words.

“I want to combine multimedia to make the design work more interactive and even let the audience become a part of the design.”

Aguilera's tone was full of excitement, and this passion for exploring new possibilities was one of the foundations of their friendship.

Listening to Aguilera's idea, Wu Lingyang gradually felt a sense of resonance in his heart. He knew that their conversation would create new sparks.

He smiled and nodded. "That's great. Maybe we can combine these two ideas and create a whole new project."

Aguilera's eyes sparkled with intelligence. "Yes, we can try! Who knows, maybe this will be an unexpected breakthrough."

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting their shadows softly on the floor.

At this moment, they seemed not only to be exchanging ideas, but also to be building a bridge between each other's hearts and moving together towards a future full of unknowns and possibilities.

The sun gradually sets, and the calm orange fills every corner of the room.

The leaves outside the window swayed gently in the breeze, creating a soft rustling sound, as if playing a relaxing melody for the conversation between the two designers in the room.

Wu Lingyang turned slightly and looked at Aguilera with firm but gentle eyes. His heart was full of anticipation for the upcoming cooperation.

He put down his teacup, leaned back in his chair, his eyes full of deep thought.

"Aguilera, I have an idea. If we can combine your interactive design with my emotional elements, what kind of new experience will we create? Where do you think we should start?"

Aguilera grabbed a small snack and took a gentle bite, a soft smile spreading across her face.

“Perhaps we can start with a simple theme, such as asking the audience to explore the emotional connection in the design from their own life experiences. In this way, the work is not just a visual experience, but an emotional journey that touches people’s hearts.”

There was excitement and a hint of curiosity in her voice.

“You’re right. It’s like giving the audience a key to discover their own story in the design.”

Ling Yang nodded, his eyes becoming brighter as his thoughts unfolded, his voice firm, "I think we can design an interactive installation that allows the audience to participate, and their participation will change part of the work."

Aguilera's eyes returned to the shadows of the trees outside the window, and her thoughts flew across the boundary between reality and creativity.

“Perhaps, we can use light, sound, and touch to enrich the sensory experience of participants.”

She turned and looked at Wu Lingyang. The tacit understanding between the two did not require too many words. This common ideal made their friendship solid and full of vitality.

They smiled at each other, as if they could already see what the completed project would look like before their eyes.