Many years ago, on the planet called 5460 in the far-flung West Forest Frontier Starfield, an imperial officer named Arthur was executed by military law because he refused to obey the order of his superiors to slaughter federal civilians. More than a thousand corpses of federal civilians were buried in the cold underground, and this imperial officer named Arthur was Aunt Susan's brother.
"I'm so proud of him."
Aunt Susan turned around to stir the porridge in the pot and wiped the corners of her eyes. She didn't know why, but the nerves that had been sharpened by life have become so delicate and sensitive today, as if she had returned to a place where she had no worries about food and clothing, happiness and beauty. childhood.
After eating the hot and fragrant chowder pot, the quiet courtyard was lit up with soft-eyed lights. Xu Le drove Zhong Huanhua to wash the dishes. Aunt Susan couldn't beat him, so she sat down and held his hand to chat, caring about him all these years. How did it go? After chatting at a certain point, the aunt remembered the story told in the kitchen. She took out a well-preserved diary from the room with great value, opened it carefully, and continued to tell how she misses her brother and how it happened. Born with pride.
"This is the diary I gave him when he enlisted in the army."
The outside of the diary was a tan rough calfskin coat, and on the inside pages of the plant fiber paper, blue-black ink marked the scribbled content. Xu Le silently watched the pages turn one by one in front of his eyes, and did not tell Aunt Susan that it was him. The body of her brother was discovered, and it was he who brought the diary back to the empire, and then returned it to this warm and peaceful courtyard through the hands of Huaicao Shi.
After paying the heavy price of two broken bowls, Zhong Fireworks finally completed the cleaning work clumsily, rubbed her red hands in embarrassment, sat back in the chair in the living room, and curiously leaned over to see the behind-the-scenes.
"Let's play cards for a while?" Xu Le asked Aunt Susan with a smile.
Just like many long nights in the Escape Empire, a game unrelated to gambling started in the small courtyard. The way of playing cards on the South Road of the Empire is really interesting. It took only three games to replace the Zhong Fireworks in Paul's position. sunk deeply into it.
It was quiet in the middle of the night, and the sound of wild dogs and cats chasing and provoking began to sound in the alleys outside the courtyard.
The small bed is still in the corner of the attic. There is a table next to the wall facing the window. The tools in the drawer are a little rusted because no one has used it for a long time. A small white courtyard under the white moonlight in the distance. Zhong Yanhua lay prone on the bed, resting his chin on his hands, looking curiously at Xu Le who was sitting at the table with tools in his hands and kept working, and found that at this moment, he was not raising his eyebrows or squinting, and finally the most relaxed and most relaxed expression appeared on his face. With a happy expression, he couldn't help but be puzzled. What kind of magic power does this small courtyard have to make him, who is carrying an unimaginable burden, become so peaceful.
She asked her doubts directly, Xu Le put down the six-star knife and soldering iron in his hand, looked at the parts of the HD player scattered on the table, and replied in a low voice: "I was at the most dangerous moment in my life at that time, and I was seriously injured. I was in a coma, caught in the trap of the empire, and could die at any time, and the aunt had no reason to take me in, but she took me in without asking."
Xu Le turned his head, looked at the girl on the bed and said with a smile: "The place where people can see hope from despair is heaven, and this small courtyard is heaven for me."
After a moment of silence in the attic, his rare sigh of emotion sounded again.
"You have passed that diary just now. What you don't know is that this diary passed seven years in the sinister space with the once young, proud, resolute and gentle imperial officer, and then was buried deep in the 5460 glacier. It was buried in the mass grave until that year when Shang Qiu and I discovered its existence, and then I took it to the empire."
Chung Fireworks looked at him in surprise.
"I met Arthur, and was rescued by Arthur's sister in the empire. Is this fate or fate? I have learned at least a little in this small courtyard. Humans may be noble or despicable, but this has nothing to do with race. It really doesn't matter, Aunt Susan and her brother Arthur are both imperial, but they are both noble and kind people."
He turned around, picked up the six-star knife and the micro-probe soldering iron, and resumed the assembly of the high-definition player focused and silently. He lowered his head and said, "Auntie has packed Paul's room, you can go to sleep, tomorrow we will I have to go to Master Fan's mansion."
Zhong Yanhua sat up from the bed, peeled off the hair rope from his wrist, and swiftly tied his satin-like light chestnut straight hair into a cute little bun, and said, "I thought the matter over there was important, we will first Go to Master Fan's mansion."
Xu Le's shoulders sank slightly, and without looking back, he said after a moment of silence, "I've been away for so many years, and I'm really scared. I'm afraid that she will die."
The next day's breakfast consisted of spicy pasta tea and bean paste. Under Aunt Susan's loving eyes, Xu Le ate it very deliciously. Zhong Fireworks, who still had her hair in a bun, looked delicious, her eyes squinting and smiling. , slapped his lips indecently, but his legs under the table were obviously a little nervous.
"I took my sister to go shopping. It's her first time in Tianjingxing." Xu Le took the hot towel brought by her aunt, wiped her mouth, and said, "I'll pick you up at the market in the afternoon, is it still the old shop?"
"yes."
Aunt Susan replied with a smile, cheering for his words.
Because it is too early, the undulating roads in the slums, the soil between the inferior cement boards has not carried too much sewage and rolling, so it does not look so dirty, the green trees covered with dust on the street are covered with clear In the morning light, it looks a bit beautiful.
"Don't eat if you can't eat it."
Xu Le looked at Zhong Yanhua next to him and said, today's girl is wearing a black dress with a high open collar, with an oval bun, showing a pure white neck, and the collar looks particularly eye-catching, the cool morning. The wind blew a few strands of hair, very beautiful, with a green and sexy feeling.
"I want to please my aunt." Zhong Yanhua said with a giggle.
Xu Le said with a smile, "There's no need to be so polite."
Hearing this sentence, Zhong Yanhua slowly lowered her head, her emotions were not so high, she kicked a stone in front of her and complained silently in her heart, what a big idiot.
They didn't go far, and the white courtyard was waiting for them quietly on the other side of the road. This courtyard looked very ordinary, but looking at the far-reaching courtyard walls, it could be roughly judged that the area of the courtyard was huge and the buildings in the courtyard were very large. They are all luxurious log structures, and the low-rise buildings are hidden in green trees, silently exuding the smell of time.
The most conspicuous thing about this courtyard is the color. Xu Le silently watched the messy temporary tents and prefabricated houses around the courtyard, realizing that these dilapidated buildings must have regrown after the imperial troops pushed them down. Both the interior walls and the wooden pillars of the buildings are painted in the purest white, which is disgusting.
It is when the spring flowers are blooming, and although the morning breeze is cool, the fragrance of flowers blowing through the wall comes out through the wall, and when a little lingering among the tall green trees, it turns into a wonderful fragrance. Although it was in a slum, the streets around the white courtyard were as clean as a royal palace. Even though the wild cats and dogs didn’t get up because of last night’s exhaustion, many imperial military police could be found around the courtyard looking indifferently.
Zhong Fireworks felt the tense and solemn smell in the air, squinted and asked, "How do we get in?"
Xu Le replied, "Go in."
Zhong Yanhua was stunned for a while, her delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and she looked at him and said, "Brother, you are now more and more like a third-rate philosopher. I am not used to it, and I don't like it."
Xu Le said with a smile, "I'm telling the truth."
After a pause, he explained: "Now the entire high-level empire of the empire knows who we are and where we are. Since this is the case, then we can only visit honestly."
Entering the master Fan's mansion, politely announce the name, and accept the routine security check. Under the leadership of the housekeeper who once had a relationship, we marched towards the depths of the white courtyard. There are flower trees, green trees, and Withered trees, you can see stone walls, wooden walls, and shadow walls, and you can hear the sounds of reading, discussions or heated debates coming from the buildings. There should be many scholars who study history who are discussing a specific historical fact certification issue. meeting.
A few years ago, it was night when he sneaked into Master Fan's mansion, and he was in a hurry to escape. Xu Le didn't see more details of this white courtyard, but today he didn't have the mood or spirit to watch the most bizarre places in the Zuotian Star Region. Waiting to meet the guy and ask him some questions.
In the innermost innermost part of the white courtyard, the man above the stone steps turned around, his white robe fluttering like clouds swayed in the wind, revealing his dazzling naked legs and his dazzling perfect face. Stars and white streaks loomed between the strands of hair tied behind his head, and his smile was still shameless.
The housekeeper retreated, Xu Le looked at Master Fan, couldn't help scratching his head helplessly, and asked, "Are you waiting for me again this time?"
"Of course." Master Fan Heihe smiled and prepared to step down the stone steps, saying, "It's still in the name of love, literature and peace."
Xu Le held Zhong Yanhua's small hand and stared at the white robe fluttering around Master Fan's waist. Suddenly, he thought of a very important question. He stretched out his left hand to cover the girl's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Today, have you had any questions? Wear underwear?"
Master Fan frowned his handsome brows. He was already very old next year, and his beautiful face still had a seductive smell, exuding brilliance like a monster, and said bitterly, "I'm not an exhibitionist."
Xu Le looked at him mockingly, and was about to say something to this guy, when he suddenly found a few cool slender fingers on his left hand.
He looked down in astonishment, only to see Zhong Fireworks pulling his hand away from her in front of her, looking at the white-robed master Fan floating down from the stone steps, the black eyes were full of stars, and the nympho shouted in shock. : "Brother, look how beautiful this uncle looks!"