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The melody that came out of Aiwen's mouth is so wonderful that one can imagine it, as if everything is silent in an instant, only the ethereal voice flows through, and what it brings is calm, the tranquility that washes away the hustle and bustle of everything.

Elena's real voice is much better than Ivan's. Whenever she opens the protective cover and plays emotionally, everyone will stop what they are doing and look at her involuntarily.

Her long hair will be disheveled by the wind, and she will let go of her voice and sing until the next training. The instructor has said to Elena many times, saying that she puts her limited energy in useless places.

Elena was reprimanded and did not change this habit. She always hoped to find a vast place where she could sing freely. No matter how beautiful the voice is, it is just a voice. It has no ability to turn the tide of battle. This dream is always extravagant and hopeless.

Elena can at most sing her voice to these pilots, and most of the time she has to stay in the cold mecha, enjoying endless loneliness. She was not born in the best era, and she has no spare time to cultivate at this point in time. When she died in a battle, everyone was able to immediately think of the existence of Elena.

The practice is over, the protective cover is opened, and no one will take advantage of this free time to sing. Such a beautiful voice has completely disappeared. Occasionally, some people will miss it. They say that Elena’s singing voice is very nice, and they want Listen again.

It's not difficult to record people's voices. Even the system on the mecha has the function of recording at any time, but no one in the entire team thought about recording before. The dead are dead, so there is no function of restarting.

Soldiers seldom communicate with each other. Although they are in the same place, because they know the danger of each task, the better the relationship, the greater the psychological pressure. Personal emotional pressure, once the emotion is too heavy, it is necessary to consider correcting or abandoning it.

Many emotions are indeed worthless. They can easily disturb a person's reason, and do a lot of unbelievable things when they know right or wrong. The less such emotions breed, the better. They grew up This belief is also instilled.

Su Pei'er, who was sitting in the lobby, also heard the melody. She had the same reaction as Lin Huaimeng, and she was also stunned for a moment. Pei'er began to relax gradually during the singing, her eyelids were heavy, and her tiredness hit like a tide.

The heaviness of her fingertips was magnified endlessly, and she closed her eyes before she knew it, and quickly entered the dark sleep. The singing was still playing, but Su Peier was already asleep. This is the long-lost sleep, which came quickly and unexpectedly.

Aiwen's ability to imitate is very surprising. She can always observe many details through other people's behavior, and then interpret these details to the extreme. applause.

"It really sounds good..."

Ivan pursed her lips and smiled subtly. She knew the difference between her voice and Elena's. The voice was inherently different, and there was a huge difference through imitation. Unfortunately, Elena was dead.

"I'm not as good as Elena."

Lin Huaimeng does not doubt the authenticity of Ai Wen's words. She is not good at being modest, and she often simply tells the truth, so talking to Ai Wen has a lot less twists and turns. There is no need to judge whether it is modest or true, just use Just listen to the superficial meaning.

"If she were with me, she should be able to become popular with her singing."

Aiwen nodded, "Elena should very much hope that she can come to this world, and there is a stage for her to sing."

Although the words are said in this way, no one can predict where he will be born. The gap in time and space makes Aiwen live in this low-end civilized world. This is something I have never thought of. Everyday life is like a Relaxed dream, when the dream wakes up, I still have to board the mech to start the battle.

I don't hate fighting, and I don't get tired of living in Yunxing. As long as my heart is beating, I am living wherever I am. Aiwen doesn't have a free soul at all. Her freedom is like dying from birth. The empire raised himself, and he gave his life for the empire. This reason makes Aiwen continue to move forward.

Aiwen can't understand the pain of others, and she can't agree with many sufferings. In her opinion, useless people should indeed die. The value of resources is much higher than thousands of lives. Species that can continue continuously don't care about these billions of people. Will there be death in the world? Individuals have fear of death, which is the fear of the unknown and pain. Is there really resistance to death itself?

In fact, emotions are at work. Yunxing is still developing a device that can control the effects of emotions, but because of its danger, it is still in the research and testing stage. If it is successfully researched, emotions will start to be released freely with the button , but its existence is too dangerous, and it should not be implemented in a short time unless it is a last resort.

When the two of them left the kitchen and returned to the lobby, they saw that Su Pei'er had fallen asleep at the table. She didn't eat much, but fell into a deep sleep. Ai Wen still chose to use this Shi Shi read the book, Lin Huaimeng took a small blanket and covered the other party lightly, and decided to wait for a while before waking Su Pei'er up.

Lin Huaimeng only saw Su Pei'er twice, but these two times Su Pei'er fell asleep while eating. The last time she fell asleep, it took half an hour for the shopkeeper to wake her up. She would have just woken up It took Su Pei'er more than ten seconds to slowly think about the ins and outs of the matter, and she said thank you in a hurry, with a rare embarrassment of a normal person on her face.

This time Su Pei'er was still asleep, which made Lin Huaimeng feel dumbfounded.

I might be able to open an hourly room as a part-time job, so that these tired guests can sleep, this business opportunity seems to be good.

When it was twelve o'clock, even in fairy tales, it was time for Cinderella to go home. Lin Huaimeng went to wake up the sleeping Su Pei'er, who buried her head in her arms and hummed softly twice.He reluctantly left the sleep, opened those big watery eyes again, and met Lin Huaimeng's gaze.

When a person just wakes up, there will be such a moment of enlightenment that he can't even tell the difference between day and night.

Su Pei'er looked at Lin Huaimeng, and Lin Huaimeng looked at her.

The next moment, Su Pei'er finally realized where she was, and she started to panic again. She got up quickly and started to say sorry to the shopkeeper.

"Sorry, sorry! I fell asleep again..."

Lin Huaimeng smiled, "It's okay, but it's already twelve o'clock?"

The subtext of this sentence is self-evident. Su Peier blushed a lot. She didn't bring any cash with her, so she could only transfer money to Lin Huaimeng through her mobile phone. In this way, the celebrity's own account had to be exposed, and Lin Huaimeng also understood. The other party's concerns were immediately stated that they would not disclose them, the conscience of heaven and earth, and he would never pursue stars.

Su Pei'er laughed because of this sentence, and she said a few more words of embarrassment before pushing the door and leaving. Before leaving, she seemed to think of something and said, "The singing just now was really nice."

Ai Wen didn't answer the words, and he didn't even say thank you. He didn't start to pack up the dinner plates until Su Pei'er left. Lin Huaimeng turned the hourglass upside down and stopped the delivery of the portal. The small restaurant also announced the opening of the day at twelve o'clock. Finish.

"Ewen, get ready to take a bath and rest!"

As soon as we returned to the real world, the temperature suddenly rose a lot. In summer, the temperature is always above [-] degrees. If you don’t turn on the air conditioner at night, it’s not a place for people to stay. The cool air began to occupy the dry and hot space, and the cicadas outside the house continued to sing. Their voices were indeed noisy, as if they were coming from all directions continuously.

The two said good night to each other in front of the stairs, and Ai Wen could also speak a lot of sentences fluently. She also wished Lin Huaimeng a good dream. The moon hung high. Although there were no stars in the sky, the dark night sky It is already a very beautiful scenery to be able to appear this hazy moonlight.

Lin Huaimeng went back to the room and yawned. After twelve o'clock, it was a new day. She turned on her mobile phone and started playing mobile games with drowsiness. She didn't put down her mobile phone to prepare for sleep until she finished her daily tasks.

At this time, Ivan on the other side was still awake. She sat on a chair and looked ahead quietly.

Aiwen likes to look at the unchanging scene outside through the window. She can see that she is tired before going back to bed and resting. She spends the rest of her free time observing the surrounding environment. Lin Huaimeng once asked Aiwen what she was doing. Say that you just counted the 56 leaves, and [-] leaves fell at the same time.

The owner of the store was worried that this was a boring move by Aiwen, so he began to teach her some entertainment, let Aiwen off the TV, and also taught him how to play games and mobile phones, but Aiwen still said to watch the scenery after trying them all. It was more interesting, she concentrated on looking at the scenery, Lin Huaimeng had to give her some pens and paper, saying that she could draw when she was bored.

Now Aiwen started to draw the leaves on the white paper, outlining the shape of the leaves with a few strokes, she buried her head in the painting, then looked up at the scenery outside the window, and so on and on, until the white paper was occupied by the pencil, the tip Rubbing the paper makes a rustling sound, leaving a vivid scene on the white paper.

She frowned and looked at the paintings she drew. If Lin Huaimeng was present, she would definitely praise Ai Wen's painting skills and her outstanding painting talent.

This painting is very beautiful, basically there is nothing wrong with it, but in Aiwen's own opinion, what he drew is dead, and it is not as good as the scenery in the eyes in the final analysis, so she threw away the paper and pen, He started simply looking out the window again.

The corners of Ai Wen's mouth raised slightly. She really likes these ordinary scenery, and her heart will become quiet and relaxed because of this. The existence in front of her eyes contains infinite vitality. No matter how she looks at it, she will never get tired of looking at it. She can appreciate it slowly and take it Everything is printed in the mind.