Limited Ambiguity

Chapter 51

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The nameless star where Lu Fenghan is located has long days and short nights. The daytime lasts for 32 leto hours, and after sunset, it will take 18 leto hours before the sunrise again.

However, as a space soldier, Lu Fenghan's biological clock does not rely on sunlight to adjust. He set the time for wakefulness and sleep and asked Pojun to help him execute it. He also found a few bags of nutrients and two cans of nutrient paste from the wreckage of the escape capsule. With the fruits of plants grown from the seeds sown by the predecessors, he would not starve to death.

Lying on the grass, Lu Fenghan broke off a grass stem and put it in his mouth, half-squinting his eyes and looking at the "sun" in the sky.

There was only the sound of wind.

Pojun took the initiative to speak: "What are you thinking about?"

"I want to pray, I want to know how to leave here, I want to find him."

"But under current conditions, you cannot leave here to find my designer."

Po Jun didn't realize that his words were adding fuel to the fire. He said with reason, "The nameless planet we are on is not in the Alliance star field. We can't access the star network, and we can't ask for help. No one knows you are here. This planet is uninhabited, there is no technology, and it can't provide the conditions for building spaceships and starships. The only thing we can count on is that some unlucky person will land on this planet, but after careful calculation, you can regard this probability as infinitely close to zero."

Lu Fenghan lost control of his strength and bit off the grass stem in his mouth. The bitter juice soaked on the tip of his tongue, making him frown.

"I don't know what you are talking about?"

Po Jun: "Of course you know."

"Need you to remind me?"

Po Jun was silent for five seconds, then said in a straightforward tone, "Oh, I see. This is what humans do. They get angry out of shame."

"… "

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows, "If you were not made by Qi Yan."

Po Jun replied: "So?"

Lu Fenghan: "Then you will never have a chance to speak again."

Pojun wisely began to remain silent.

Half an hour later, Lu Fenghan, who had closed his eyes to rest, suddenly said, "Po Jun."

"What's up?"

Lu Fenghan stood up, brushed off the grass debris on his body, and said nonchalantly: "I saw a strange shadow in that cave last night. It could be that I am dazzled, or of course, it could be haunted."

Po Jun: “!”

After returning to the temporary cave, Pojun seemed to have frozen and there was no response after calling out several times.

Lu Fenghan did not insist. He manually adjusted the light source on his personal terminal, walked deeper into the cave, and finally stopped in front of the rock wall with the words engraved on it.

Although the time he spent on this nameless planet was only enough for a scab to form on the wound on his forehead, he now understood why, among the four people who accidentally landed on this planet, except for the one who died of illness, the other two chose to commit suicide because of despair.

The person who left this message probably couldn't stick with it.

Trapped by gravity alone on a desolate planet, I wait for the arrival of an extremely slim hope between sunrise and sunset.

He didn't know how long he stood quietly in front of the line of words before he turned around and walked out.

Soon, Po Jun discovered through statistical records that as time went on, Lu Fenghan spoke less and less. Often, he would finish a long paragraph only to get a brief "hmm" from Lu Fenghan.

Most of the time, Lu Fenghan wandered aimlessly on the horizon, and at night, he would stare at the twinkling stars in the sky in a daze.

"Which way is the Lagoon Nebula?"

The wild grass was lush. Lu Fenghan was lying on the grass. His chin was itchy from the grass tips, but he did not move away. His eyes were scanning the sky, searching for something intently.

Po Jun replied: "Based on the star charts currently in my database, I cannot answer your question."

An expected answer.

A sharp bitterness overflowed from Lu Fenghan's heart.

He remembered that they had once been lying on the bed, shoulder to shoulder, and Qi Yan raised his hand and used his fingertips to draw the location of the Lagoon Nebula for him.

He also thought that when he could no longer see anyone, he could at least look in that direction and know that the person he was missing was on a planet in that star field.

Nowadays, even this idea has become a luxury.

hope…

hope.

The word "OK" that Qi Yan answered became a thread, hanging him tightly, hanging his hope.

Pojun said: "What are you worried about?"

What am I worried about

With Erich guarding the front line, there would be no problems for the time being. Even if the alliance was shaky, Nie Huaiting still had its support.

He was only worried about the confused little delicate girl, and wondered how she was doing and whether she was okay.

"How's Qi Yan? Is he awake?"

Eliza shook her head silently: "Not yet. The medical robot has treated his wounds, and he has been sleeping."

August pinched his brows and said, "I was too slow to react."

He sat on a chair by the wall, interlaced his fingers, and took several deep breaths. "I was, we were arguing about a formula. He and I had different ideas. Qi Yan mentioned that he had done an extended calculation of this formula two days ago, but he was not sure where he put the draft paper for the calculation. You know, this kind of situation happened frequently in the past."

"At this time, he called out 'Lu Fenghan' and asked Lu Fenghan if he had casually placed the draft paper on the sofa," August took a clear breath, "Elisa, you know, he was subconsciously confirming with Lu Fenghan whether his memory was correct."

"But where is his Lu Fenghan? He must have been lucid for a short time, or the logic in his mind became confused and inconsistent, and he could not deceive himself - because he found that he could not find that person."

"At that moment, Qi Yan... was extremely panicked and his face turned pale. He stood up and looked around the room, then opened the door to look for the person he was looking for, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for at all! Until he saw a piece of metal, a very blunt, very blunt piece of metal," August paused in his narration and continued, "He scratched his arm in panic, very hard, and scratched it many times before bleeding. Then he held the piece of metal, stood there quietly, and let the blood drip down his fingers onto the ground."

"He was injured, and he was waiting for Lu Fenghan to come and bandage his wound with healing gel and bandages... But he stood there for a long time, and no one showed up,"

August choked up, "How can he wait? How can he wait..."

Eliza's eyes were red and she turned her back.

It is obvious that Qi Yan usually behaves very indifferently and almost never shows any intense emotions.

Through a door, two short prompt sounds were heard from the medical robot. Eliza wiped her tears and opened the door to go in.

Qi Yan was lying on the bed, much thinner than when he first came back. His old clothes seemed to be filled with wind. He looked towards the place where the sound came from, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, which was extinguished in the next second.

Qi Yan felt pain all over his body, especially in his heart. He had obvious palpitations, which made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

Eliza sat down beside Qi Yan's bed and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

This sentence seemed to break Qi Yan's forbidden emotions. He was speechless, his eyes slowly turned red, tears kept falling from his eyes, the fingers at his sides were trembling, tightly grasping the bed sheet, so pale that there was no trace of blood left.

He suppressed all his sobs in his body until his whole body began to tremble slightly, and finally he uttered hoarsely: "It hurts so much... Eliza, it hurts so much..."

Eliza's tears began to fall. She hurriedly placed her hand on the back of Qi Yan's cold hand and asked him, "Where does it hurt?"

Qi Yan clenched one hand over his chest, pulling the fabric into layers of wrinkles. He curled up in pain and was unable to speak.

He heard his own hoarse voice, and stared at a certain point in the air, thinking.

Lu Fenghan is not here, what’s the point of him saying it hurts

What’s the point of saying you’re cold, tired, in pain, or scared

He is gone.

It was as if the moment the miniature starship turned its back on him, the space in his heart that was torn out was left empty and could never be filled.

There was no one willing to be his anchor between false and real consciousness.

It was like going from a lush green summer to an extremely long winter in an instant. Even if you curl up in bed, the snow water will flood up and condense into a bone-chilling cold.

Due to long-term medication, Qi Yan's pain nerves were extremely sensitive. Eliza heard him screaming in pain unconsciously, but she didn't dare to touch him. She didn't know what to do and could only cry with him.

I don’t know how long it was before Qi Yan’s hoarse voice was heard in the stagnant air in the room.

"He... is very good," Qi Yan's eyes were red and watery, as if he was telling Eliza, or as if he was reminiscing alone, "He," the word stopped here, and Qi Yan suddenly lost the ability to use words, "I don't know how to describe him."

It also seemed that no words could describe Lu Fenghan.

"He's good everywhere."

Eliza nodded heavily, and laughed through her tears: “I know, he is very good, he treats you very well.”

"Well, after he ordered the escape pod to detach, I called his name and he said he was there, but now, I can't find him anymore."

Qi Yan's voice was very light, but the emotions lurking beneath the deep sea surged out, gripping his heart so tightly that even his breathing was painful.

"He also apologized to me. He knew I would never forget what I had seen, so he asked me to forget that memory if possible."

"But... But I did meet him."

"How can I bear to forget?"

It was this person eight years ago, and when I returned to Leto eight years later, I met the same person.

What can he do

He couldn't bear to forget, not even the smallest detail.

He began to wonder how he could freeze and freeze his memory, how he could prevent the little he had from disappearing.

He was even afraid. How could he prove to himself ten or twenty years later that meeting Lu Fenghan was not a figment of his imagination or a delusion

Eliza held Qi Yan's cold knuckles in her hands and choked up, "I know... Don't forget, you can always remember, as long as you remember, he will still be here."

Qi Yan looked at Eliza and murmured to himself, "But why... why am I so sad? So cold?" The extremely suppressed thoughts broke through the limit, and Qi Yan once again felt the pain of something being torn away, "Even for a second, Eliza, I really want to see him again..."

Eliza closed her eyes and remembered that twenty years ago, when Lin Zhi was pregnant, they were basking in the sun together in the garden.

They look forward to the arrival of this life, thinking about holding his hand to teach him to walk, teaching him to speak and write, watching him find friends, and when he grows up a little, just when he is at a loss for words, telling him "this is love."

But she never thought that this scene would be like this.

Slowly spreading Qiyan's fingers, Eliza spoke in a gentle tone, looked at Qiyan with moist eyes, and told him: "Because you love him, you love him, so you are sad, you don't want to let him go, you want to remember, and you don't want to forget."

Qi Yan slowly blinked his sore eyes.

Does he... love him

When this question came to his mind, he remembered the hasty kiss on the starship.

It was hot, a little painful, and warm.

Like in the vast and gorgeous nebula, the ancient stars pierce through the heavy dust and illuminate his eyes from afar.

What Eliza said was right.

He loves him.

He loves Lu Fenghan.

The rain outside the window started to fall again.

Qi Yan choked up, and when he read this name in his mind, tears started to flow again.

turn out to be.

Before he knew what love was and was unsure whether he could fall in love with someone, he had already fallen in love with him.