Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Wu Shuyang was really obedient, sitting and waiting on the third deck for a long time.

Generally speaking, the yacht is on the second floor. For large yachts, the living room, game room, chess room, and bedroom are all available on the second floor.There will be downward and upward stairs in the middle of the yacht, mostly guest rooms downward, and three floors upward.

The bow on the third floor is the viewing area, the middle of the ship is the main control room, and there are many rows of chairs randomly placed at the stern.

The king of all ghosts who doesn't listen to anyone except Jian Mingshu's confession, just sits on the third floor aggrieved, looking at the sky full of stars with his chin in his hands.

I don't know if it was because of the prolonged waiting, or because he really waited for a long, long time. The observation deck on the third floor was quiet, and there was still no sign of Ming Shu coming.

Wu Shuyang, who has always been decisive, was a little entangled.

If he went back to the master bedroom now, he was afraid that he would bump into some sexy pictures and make the other party angry.

If you just sit and wait like this, it seems vaguely reconciled.

After thinking about it again and again, he was still defeated by the little Jiujiu in his heart, so he decided to go downstairs to have a look.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the person he wanted to see in the main cab through the windshield of the main control room.

The windshield of the main cab is completely black, filtering out most of the light.A small inner lamp was lit inside, and the warm light happened to fall on Jian Mingshu.

The pure black velvet nightgown was wrapped around him casually, and he looked chic and relaxed.

Jian Mingshu lowered his eyes, and was seriously pointing out something with the two ghosts on the left and right.After talking in a low voice for a few words, he simply stretched out his hand to steer the steering wheel to control the course.

He held the rudder with one hand, turned his head casually, and referred to the chart on the side.The still wet curly hair fell on his beautiful eyebrows, reminiscent of the steaming water mist in the bathroom just now.

This look is particularly charming.

Obviously he was born so delicate and charming, but from time to time he showed some wisdom and handsomeness, which made people want to stop.

Caught off guard, Jian Mingshu raised his head inadvertently, and happened to meet the other party's gaze.

The sky is low and flat, from a simple and clear direction, Wu Shuyang seems to be sitting in the sky full of stars.

Bright broken stars surround this delicate and quiet beauty, and the dome of stars gathers in one body, willing to serve as his foil.

It's so beautiful, compared to him, even Star Dou Hehan pales in comparison.

Jian Mingshu unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, smiled, then lowered his head slightly, and continued pointing to the two people in the main control room.

This smile was like a meteor falling on Wu Shuyang's heart.He is always like this, free and unrestrained, wise and rigorous, and unconsciously exudes charm in every gesture.

"...In short, the direction is wrong..."

Wu Shuyang approached lightly, and vaguely heard a concise and soft voice.He approached from behind, the nightgown simply framed his thin shoulders and firmly gathered waistline.

In fact, the pure black nightgown is not suitable for him who is soft and mellow, but Wu Shuyang still chooses the dark night-like black on purpose.

This feeling is like dyeing the person in front of you with your own color little by little.

"When the wind and waves hit, the entire bow of the ship should be in a positive hedging state, so that it is easier to disperse after the force is applied. If the direction of the wave changes, the direction of the bow should be adjusted in time, and try to avoid oblique or sideways force. The dispersion is not good, the side plates are directly stressed, the people on board will be dizzy, and the ship is easy to capsize."

The crosstalk ghost messenger is obedient and nodding.

"so."

He took the hand of one of the ghost messengers and demonstrated it himself: "Did you see the tip of the bow? First adjust the direction, then slowly fuel the boat, and point the tip of the boat in the direction of the wave tip. Is it aligned?" ?”

"Yes... Aligned."

"Well. At this time, you change gears again and fuel slowly. Do you understand?"

Guicha: "Understand QAQ"

His voice was patient and gentle, and he taught step by step, making people jealous of the ghost standing beside him.

At this time, a cold arm curled up, causing the other party to tremble in shock.His uncomfortable appearance, like a frightened animal, is rather cute and cute.

Wu Shuyang's gentle voice appeared in his ears: "Can you still drive a yacht?"

Jian Mingshu sighed helplessly.

"Look, what kind of people can be forced into 200 years."

Jian Mingshu intends to be frank and tactfully hint at her age and past.

However, when he learned to drive a yacht, he was originally busy taking exams for fun, but he accidentally got the highest grade in the exam, and he was able to drive a mechanical yacht or a sail hybrid yacht of any length on the sea.

When preparing for the exam, when he was bored, he also flipped through a lot of books explaining the mechanics and principles of yachts.

Free to go crazy, free to study.

Wu Shuyang was poked by his helpless tone, and showed a very shallow smile.The ghost messengers on one side stared blankly at the same time, showing extremely shocked expressions.

The king of his family can laugh, and he smiles so softly.

The degree of shock is about the same as seeing the three Qings and the four royals holding hands and dancing together.

"Speaking of which, you are really too." Jian Mingshu scolded softly, "These two little guys don't know such basic things as wind current pressure difference, how to sail a boat. I said, why are they still running when the boat is still moving?" Going to the second floor to watch the excitement is unreliable."

Ghost: "..."

"Although control is basically handed over to electronic equipment now, it is still necessary to calculate the current true trajectory and position of the ship in real time based on the current heading, voyage and sea wind and current elements. The machine is not always sensitive, and the ship is on the sea. A grain of sand is not much bigger, so stay vigilant."

When he spoke, his earnest and wise appearance was even more touching than the tenderness at the beach just now.

There is a chart spread out on the main control console, which has marked the points that need attention in detail, and there is a piece of draft paper beside it, the calculation process is fast and streamlined.

so smart.His Ming Shu is really smart.

He seemed to see Jian Mingshu calculating carefully, his forehead trembling slightly with the movement of the pen tip, and after calculating, he revised the chart according to the result.

"Stop being charming."

There was a trace of grievance in Wu Shuyang's tone, he buried the lower half of his face on the back of the opponent's neck, rested it on Jian Mingshu's shoulder, and looked at his handsome profile.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself."

The two little devils were afraid that it would affect them again, so they covered their ears and closed their eyes to show that they didn't see or listen.

Jian Mingshu lowered her eyes, looked at his arms around her, and said helplessly, "You are still restrained now?"

Wu Shuyang blinked and said lightly, "Yes."

Jian Mingshu: "..."

"It's hard to relax for a day, do you want to discuss the air flow pressure difference here?"

Jian Mingshu: "..."

"I was just waiting for you on the deck. Very obedient." He deliberately changed his tone to a bit waxy, prodding the other party's empathy.

The big beauty in his arms pursed his lips lightly, as he expected, feeling a little guilty and embarrassed.

"—but you didn't come."

Wu Shuyang pretended to sigh pitifully.

Jian Mingshu decided to continue ignoring and evading Dafa to the end, and continued his topic: "I corrected the course a little bit, and generally there is no big problem. I also taught them how to make the direction more comfortable."

"So, it's all right here?"

Jian Mingshu: "..."

This guy really stretches the interpretation.

Wu Shuyang suddenly restrained his dependent appearance, straightened his body, and looked calm:

"Did you all understand what Ming Shu said just now?"

The two ghost messengers covered their ears, and immediately nodded like garlic, then suddenly remembered something, and shouted together:

"Can't hear what you're asking."

"Yes, the king, the king who can't hear."

Jian Mingshu couldn't laugh or cry.

Covering your ears, it seems that it is just putting on a show.Standing in the main control room again, it is estimated that the whole process will be broadcast live, he might as well go out with Wu Shuyang to see the scenery and relax.

bow deck.

Jian Mingshu sat casually on the circular sofa.

Looking down is the boundless sea, looking up is the vast and bright galaxy, and the waves are flying on the bow, leading them to the distance.

With a soft sound, two transparent champagne glasses fell on the dining table beside the white sofa.

Wu Shuyang stood beside him, holding the neck of the bottle through a soft cloth, pouring wine gracefully.

The glass was filled with translucent pink champagne, Concisely glanced at the logo on the bottle:

"DomPerignonP2BrutRose. I like it."

Wu Shuyang still had a stable face, only the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Me too."

After he finished his drink, the two clinked glasses.

"Salute."[3]

"Salute."

Bright and sweet.Two glasses of champagne nestled on the table, surging with clear pink bubbles.

Wu Shuyang said softly: "Take the sky as the cover, the earth as the public opinion, the four seasons as the horse, and ride the clouds to the sky." [1]

"The sky is the cover of the car, the earth is the carriage, and the four seasons are good horses that go straight up to the sky." Jian Mingshu sat beside him, with a smile on his face, full of stars, "The opening chapter of "Huainanzi"."

"For a similar sentence, someone later wrote a more beautiful statement."

Jian Mingshu tilted the pink champagne in his right hand, carefully admiring the quiet beauty sitting beside him:

"The sea is wide open, my Genoese

Drive the boat into a piece of blue

All things shine with ever-new brilliance

I am sleepy in space and time—”[2]

"Nietzsche." Wu Shuyang turned to look at him sideways, and said the answer to the question.

"Full score."

Jian Mingshu kissed his eyebrows as a reward.

The two were silent for a while without speaking, as if this moment of silence was like the end of Nietzsche's poem:

Now, is eternity.

"It's so unreal." Jian Mingshu whispered.

"Where is it not true?"

He turned sideways and looked at the good-looking eyebrows and eyes of the people around him: "You are not real."

"It's like the fascinating Dirac equation, natural and wise and elegant, but unimaginable and unreal."

"But the Dirac equation is real. The impossible dream it predicted - antimatter, was finally discovered." Wu Shuyang looked at him calmly.

The two leaned against the back of the low sofa.

"—so, I'm real, too."

Wu Shuyang raised his hand, and Jian Mingshu slipped into his arms in an extremely tacit understanding, which fit perfectly.

In fact, Jian Mingshu, who has been independent since he was a child, never takes the initiative to make such a behavior similar to dependence or delivery, and even rejects similar invitations from others.

For example, the mouse who once stood on the gray wall inviting him, and Allen who once invited him at the door of the gangway.

But for some reason, meeting Wu Shuyang, the whole process was natural, as if they had known each other for a long time, and the person beside him was even more trustworthy and dependable.

"When I was young, I was actually born in Lu'an. I can't remember exactly where Lu'an is. I just remember that there was a big tea plantation at home. At that time, uh...was it 1800? 1802?"

Jian Mingshu raised his eyes and glanced at him, the other's eyes were full of stars of love, his whole person was like a cool summer night, stable and beautiful.

"... Later, I was too young at that time, and I don't remember what happened. My mother hid me in a huge vase. That night, there were screams and screams everywhere. I was terrified and hid For a long time, until someone fished me out of the vase."

Wu Shuyang was shocked.

"Actually, I don't really remember what he looks like. But at the time, I vaguely felt that he might be a powerful person, so I begged him to take me away so that I could avenge my father and mother when I grew up—but he was too cold, I turned around and left. That day, it really rained heavily, and when I noticed, I was already sitting in the rain, my face and body covered in mud—"

Wu Shuyang's eyes fell on the lingering cloud patterns protruding from his left arm.

It's him.It was really him.

It turned out that they met each other so early, passed by each other, and wandered around for so long before they knew each other again. [4]

"After that, my uncle and aunt moved to the tea house. Although I was not very happy during that time, at any rate, the family was popular. Soon, the uncle's family died of illness one after another, followed by the cousin's family, cousin's family and so on. My uncle's family... No matter how far away, even I can't name it. The people around me seem to be walking very fast, as if someone is holding a string and manipulating them, making them have to go—"

Jian Mingshu suddenly stopped, and he looked at Wu Shuyang: "Are you a fatalist?"

The sound of the sea tide in the night wind, surging and quiet, makes people feel serene and peaceful.

Wu Shuyang kissed the tip of his brow slowly and long, before solemnly answering: "Yes."

The sudden intimacy made Jian Mingshu a little confused.He obviously didn't understand why the question of fatalism needed to kiss him.

"—Me too." He managed to stabilize his mind, and continued:

"Even Newton, Einstein, Dirac...even if they have spent their whole lives understanding the laws of the world, even if they believe that matter is an objectively existing entity. We are always forced to act for various reasons, as if from Our own free will, but in fact, everything, including the actions we think we challenge ourselves, is already preordained. The phrase 'I am the master of my destiny' is the greatest illusion of human beings."

"'My history is determined by forces beyond my control'."

"Yes." Jian Mingshu agreed.

Wu Shuyang really suits him very well.The owner of the sentence he quoted was Einstein.

"It's far away. I'll continue. After the accidents happened to the relatives who took care of me, no one would come to Lu'an Tea House, and no one would want to be with me..."

He didn't go on, Wu Shuyang guessed that those two words might be "contact".

"They said, I'm a disaster star."

Wu Shuyang gently hugged her tightly.

His Ming Shu still had such a depressing past.Seeing him in Pingdu Hospital, with a little sun on his face warming others around, he thought that Ming Shu had lived a very happy and happy life these years.

Jian Mingshu lowered his eyes, the starlight added a bit of sadness to his profile.

"So, will you disappear suddenly like them, leave suddenly, or... suddenly something unexpected happens..."

His voice gradually decreased.

Wu Shuyang was vaguely aware of Mingshu's answer that he "doesn't believe in love". It can even be said that it's not just love, but all emotions such as family, friendship, and love.

For him, the unceasing passing of relatives and accidents, the experience of growing up alone, without the company of confidantes, is the normal state of life.

Ming Shu tried his best to give the people around him a sense of stability, but he himself suffered all this silently, with no one to share.

No wonder he used that set of weird biochemical stimuli to explain his emotions and convince himself. No wonder he was so concerned about gain and loss at that time that he dared not speak out.

He is insecure.

Wu Shuyang realized more and more how much courage and heavy weight Mingshu's proactive kiss required.

"No. No. No."

Wu Shuyang answered his three questions seriously.

This answer made the atmosphere extraordinarily intimate, Ming Shu even rarely showed a slightly attached gesture.The previous two times, his attachment posture was due to coma, but this time, it was due to concentration.

Nice to meet him.

The tone of Jian Mingshu's narration is also more gentle:

"Later, I met Kunpeng—I will introduce you to him when I have time, he is my adoptive father—this person is really unreliable. Later, in retrospect, in his hands, I can live so long, it is simply a fool. Miracle."

"You know, on the first day I went to his place, I said I was hungry, but he broke a peach tree branch for me to eat, and I said that this person couldn't eat, and he sighed and said, 'You are long I'm old enough, it's time to learn how to gnaw peach tree branches maturely'..."

Jian Mingshu stopped talking.He noticed that there was something wrong with Wu Shuyang's expression, he looked a little sad, and there were only lonely arcs in his eyes.

"—I'm sorry, shouldn't I say this—I...have no experience in this area before, I thought it would be better to be honest."

Wu Shuyang rubbed him into his arms, his voice was pleasantly hoarse, like reeds disturbed by the river pond.

"You say, I am willing to listen."

The author has something to say: [1] Take the sky as the cover, the earth as the public opinion, and the four seasons as the horse: from "Huainanzi·Yuan Dao Xun"

[2] From Nietzsche's aphorism "Towards a New Ocean"

[3]Salute: Italian "cheers"

[4] When Jian Mingshu was young, there was an accident at home, Wu Shuyang's perspective is in Chapter 13 "Smiling Face"

**Uncle Ming is really gentle and kind, the light of the whole hospital

Uncle Ming's earthy love words: Hello, you look a lot like the equation I love

Thank you someday.The nutrient solution for irrigation, present a joke:

The cat tore open the box and growled: I got out alive! ! !Eat shit, Schrödinger! ! ! !