Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

After nightfall, the dormitory was lit with warm light.

Liuying's room was next to Anming, and he also applied for it with his privileges, so it was much more convenient for sword training.

The midsummer evening breeze was very warm, the window in front of the table was open, and the white curtains were gently blown from time to time. Whiter than the curtains was the nightgown that Liuying was wearing.

A pair of white calves peeked out from under the white gauze skirt, stepping on the clean wooden floor with some hesitation, and after a brief ideological struggle, she still walked into the room.

"Good evening."

Liuying looked at Anming's profile and felt that it was really good to look at, even if she looked at it for a year, she would not get tired of it.

The clouds floating in the sky when she was bored, the deep Milky Way at night, and Anming leaning against the window thinking about something, these are all pictures that Liuying thinks are very relaxing and comfortable.

"Good evening," Anming was awakened from his thoughts by Liuying. The girl walked lightly on the wooden floor to the table, and quietly pulled out a chair and sat down as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

On the table was the oak roll cake bought in the afternoon. It looked ordinary, but I didn't know how it tasted.

Liuying used a fork to cut the roll cake into small pieces in an unskilled way, and put it into her mouth in one breath. Her cheeks bulged like a cute little rabbit.

"Good."

She expressed her love for the cake in a somewhat unclear voice. Her eyes were bright, and there were some cake crumbs on the corners of her mouth. She looked very cute.

An Ming was happy to see Liuying happy, so he also became happy. He picked up a piece of cake and put it into his mouth. His expression instantly became a little distorted. It felt like he had swallowed a whole old tree root.

It was so unpalatable that An Ming couldn't accept it. No wonder this kind of cake couldn't be sold.

Looking up, I found that Liuying was still chewing the cake with relish. Her legs were swinging back and forth under the table in a good mood. When she realized that An Ming was staring at her, she said a little embarrassedly: "Do I look bad when I eat?"

"Very cute."

"......!"

Liuying's cheeks flushed and she lowered her head slightly, whispering: "This is my first time eating cake, thank you."

The funds that the cyborgs can freely dispose of are pitifully small, and most of them have to be used for daily necessities. For Liuying, the luxury of cake is just a beauty that can be watched through the transparent glass of the cabinet.

An Ming suddenly felt that the cake in his mouth seemed to be less difficult to swallow.

On such an ordinary summer night, the two of them ate the not-so-delicious cake and told each other everything about each other.

Showing everything about yourself is the way boys and girls express their feelings, simple and passionate.

[At 13, your relationship with Liuying became closer. In addition to daily sword practice, you were always inseparable in daily life]

[Caesar also came several times during this period to discuss with you about Molten Knight pilots, and decided to recommend you as a formal pilot when you graduated at the age of 16, and Liuying was responsible for explaining the information about the Molten Knights.]

[In the past year, the Empire's Iron Cavalry has been invincible in the galaxy. Even the bred Zerg cannot stop the Iron Cavalry. How can other planets stop this never-extinguishing Molten Fire?]

After finishing the sword training as usual, An Ming noticed that Liuying on the opposite side was a little absent-minded, which rarely happened to her who was always serious.

Rather than saying that she was absent-minded, it is better to say that Liuying was often in a daze all day, as if she was thinking about something.

All this started from the meeting not long ago. Although the time was set for the year of graduation, he still had to learn how to drive the Molten Knight during this period. If he wanted to train, he could not avoid the name he had heard before.

Mountains.

Caesar told An Ming that he could go to the mountains for training at any time and make further evaluations based on the results of the training.

The final date was the next day. An Ming would go to the so-called mountains for the first time. Since Liuying heard the news, she became a little uneasy, and she often lost her mind.

Liuying sat cross-legged on the side of the practice room. Her silver-gray hair was tied into a pair of ponytails for easy exercise, and her cyan hair accessories remained unchanged.

She put her hands on her cheeks, supporting a cute arc, and looked at An Ming quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Liuying?"

An Ming walked in front of Liuying, but she didn't react. He reached out and poked her small nose.

A cold aura suddenly burst out from Liuying's body, but it instantly dissipated after she realized it was An Ming. She avoided his sight a little embarrassedly and asked in a low voice: "Is the break time over?"

"It's still early," An Ming was a little amused and asked after sitting next to Liuying: "Do you want to saySomething."

"Huh?"

Liu Ying blinked in surprise, "You can read minds!"

"It's all written on your face," An Ming thought that Liu Ying was really easy to understand, and she would express her thoughts directly.

"No," Liu Ying puffed her lips, her eyes like sunset glow were full of hesitation, but she still made up her mind and said, "An Ming, can we not go to the mountains?"

Her tone was serious, and her eyes were extremely serious.

An Ming knew that Liu Ying was not the kind of person who would joke in this tone, "If it is your wish, I will give up going to the mountains. "

For An Ming, the purpose of becoming a Molten Knight was to meet Liu Ying again. Now that this goal has been achieved, it doesn't matter whether he is a Molten Knight or not.

As long as he can always be with Liu Ying, it doesn't matter if he doesn't become a Molten Knight.

Liu Ying's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible look, "Why..." She hesitated when she saw An Ming's expression. If becoming a Molten Knight was An Ming's dream, then wouldn't her idea be too selfish?

Her expression was heartbreaking, and her rosy eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist. She tightly grasped An Ming's arm and said word by word: "I don't want you to die."

Liu Ying is a Molten Knight. No one knows better than her the cruel fate that one has to face after becoming a Molten Knight. She doesn't want An Ming to bear that pain.

"I...I'm so weird."

Liu Ying smiled and shed tears. She didn't know what the emotions in her heart were. "I'm never afraid of death, but why am I so afraid of losing you after meeting you. "

"But if I deprive you of your dream just for my wish, that's wrong."

"You're wrong."

An Ming wiped away the crystal tears on Liu Ying's cheeks and said with a smile: "My dream from the beginning was just to see you again, not to become a Molten Knight."

"Me?" Liu Ying blinked her beautiful eyes blankly. No matter how slow she was, her heart still beat faster, and the thumping sound kept echoing in the depths of her mind.

She was just a weapon, a genetically modified person without human rights. Would she... have a day to be missed?

Article 3 of the Genetic Law: No emotions.

They are weapons, and weapons must not have emotions.

But at this moment, the violent beating of the heart in the chest was difficult to suppress. Liu Ying just stared at An Ming, but her heartbeat became faster and faster.

"I must be sick..."

Liu Ying covered her chest and panted violently. She felt a little dizzy, and her eyes went black and she fell directly into An Ming's arms.