I am in love with the planet

In the distant sea of ​​stars, countless stars follow the laws of the universe and rotate quietly.

At the end of the sea of ​​stars that is extremely far away from the central galaxy, there stands a very ordinary and ordinary asteroid.

The surrounding space is surrounded by layers of magnificent black and purple ribbons, and the dusty planet is surrounded by celestial maidens like flowers.The soft tail of the streamer is like a surging water wave, and when it passes through the vacuum, it brings a brilliant cold light.

In such a desolate, lonely and dazzlingly beautiful scenery, the planet rotates quietly and alone.

until a certain day.

……

Yuan Lingjun woke up from a continuous headache.

He wiped his face.The surrounding wind mixed with rough gravel beat the cheeks, making people feel very uncomfortable.

"What's going on?" He pressed his throbbing temples, recalled the scene before the clip, and took a breath: "Hiss, you don't have to be so excited about getting a scholarship, right? Drink me a few bottles of white? Beast."

Putting his arm on his forehead, after a few seconds, Yuan Lingjun lazily opened his eyes, wanting to see if the roommates were drunk, and threw him directly downstairs in the dormitory.

But in front of him is no longer the familiar campus scene.

Yuan Lingjun raised his head, thinking it was his hallucination for a moment.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, and looked at the radiant sky in shock.

The sky is covered with a layer of smoky lavender, because the light of the stars has not yet risen, these lavenders sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, swaying different phantoms in the darkness at the end of the horizon, like dazzling aurora.

Because of the setting off of this halo, the leaden gray horizon also adds a bit of magnificence and magnificence in the desolate silence where the world is not yet known and the universe is just opening.

"Where is this?" He frowned and sat up from the ground, ignoring his throbbing temples.

Because of this movement, there was a sudden pain in the waist, as if something had scratched it.

"Don't be kidnapped to have your kidney cut." Yuan Lingjun laughed at himself.

He unbuttoned his shirt, reached in and touched his waist.

No incision was found on the fingertips, but something warm and soft was touched. Yuan Lingjun frowned and took it out of his clothes.

"Strange, what is this?"

It was a book that was stuffed into his clothes at some point.The book is eight inches long and four inches wide, and is only the size of a notebook. The paper looks like it is tanned with animal leather. It is slightly warm to the touch, and makes a rustling sound when fingers pass by.

"Hiss." The yellowed pages of the book were a bit sharp, and Yuan Lingjun accidentally left a small wound on his finger, and blood dripped on the cover. He hurriedly wiped it with his thumb, and found that the indigo blue cover appeared at some time. There are three neat small seal characters.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

Yuan Lingjun couldn't restrain his curiosity, opened the book and took a look, and found that although the book was called "Shan Hai Jing", most of the inner pages were left blank, and some facial expressions were drawn on each page Small pictures of different animals. I don't know who the artist is for these pictures, but they are all lifelike and lifelike, as if they can be jumped off the paper in the next second.

"interesting."

Putting the book against his chest and preparing to read it later, Yuan Lingjun stood up and looked around, trying to find a way out of here.

Although he has experienced many incredible things from waking up to now, his mentality has always been very good.Looking at the desolate and beautiful scenery all around, Yuan Lingjun even had a hint of amazement and eagerness in his eyes.

"Think of it as a graduation trip, and it's a rare experience."

Being able to regard survival in the wilderness as a graduation trip, it has to be said that one of Yuan Lingjun's strengths is to be at ease with the situation.

……

"Hello……"

At this moment, he might have stood up a little higher, and he heard a murmur in the whistling wind.

The sound seemed to come from far away, and when it reached the ears, it was already very indistinct, making it almost impossible to distinguish the message it conveyed.

Is there anyone else here?

Yuan Lingjun stopped in his tracks, looked at the empty surroundings vigilantly, and asked, "Who?"

"Hello."

Seemingly surprised that he was able to be heard, the sound came out a little clearer, Yuan Lingjun pressed his ear, and found that it didn't spread through the air, but directly rang in his mind.

This sound is very elegant and pleasant, like the deep tremor of some kind of string music, which makes one's heart skip a beat.

If he was a voice control person, his legs would probably be weak by now.Yuan Lingjun thought to himself.

The person who came didn't seem to realize how nice his voice was, and he said with a little embarrassment: "Well...can you put on your clothes first?"

Yuan Lingjun lowered his head and glanced, a blush floated on his calm cheeks, and even his neck was a little blush.

He had unbuttoned his shirt in order to take out the "Shan Hai Jing", and when he stood up, because there was no one around, he temporarily forgot about it, and now the untucked shirt corners are whistling in the wind , showing a well-proportioned upper body, and the blue side of the underwear. Exposed in the air, it looks like playing a hooligan on an unknown existence.

"I'm sorry." Yuan Lingjun hurriedly buttoned his clothes and checked them carefully.

His face was slightly red, as if he had applied a layer of rouge, which was very attractive.

The unknown existence breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that the human being in front of him was very cute, so he couldn't help explaining: "I'm not blaming you, it's just that the particle wind will blow in a while, and I'm worried that you'll get sick. It's very troublesome for human beings to get sick, they are too fragile."

Yuan Lingjun's mind was full of the embarrassment that happened just now, and he didn't notice what was wrong in his words at all.

"I see." He interrupted the stranger.

"Thank you." He said, then hesitated for a moment, and asked two classic questions after time travel: "Who are you? Where is this?"

The stranger was puzzled for a moment: "Huh? You don't know?"

"Should I know?"

The voice was silent for a while, and said to itself: "Yes, you appeared here suddenly, and you are different from them."

"Alright then." He cleared his throat, and solemnly introduced himself to Yuan Lingjun: "Hello, human being. This is the first time we meet. I am the planet under your feet."

"I don't have a name, only a number, but I don't like it. You can give me a name if you want."

Yuan Lingjun was silent for three seconds.

"This joke is not funny."

"I'm not kidding," Xing Xing said.

Then Yuan Lingjun felt a small pile of soil under his feet move. It tried to arch for a long time, and then with a "poof", a small sprout bloomed from it, and gently touched it with two young leaves. Touch Yuan Lingjun's ankle.

emerald green.

"For you." Xingxing said happily: "This is left by the humans who passed by me before. It is called blue grass. Blue grass used to be my favorite thing, but it is not anymore. I like you the most now. "

"Thank you." Yuan Lingjun was overwhelmed by the flattery, and didn't understand what attracted him to this planet and made him fall in love so quickly.

On this gray planet, a little green is also extremely precious.

Yuan Lingjun squatted down, dug the soil with his hands, dug out the blue grass and the surrounding soil, and held it in the palm of his hand.

It may not be appropriate to say this, because when the planet realized what he was doing, this small piece of soil separated from the ground, almost bouncing into his hand with the blue grass, and then used the root Xu scratched his palm lightly.

Holding the lively grass, Yuan Lingjun was in a daze for a moment, feeling that the scientific worldview he had maintained for 24 years was being fatally challenged.

"Hmm...do you have any evidence?" He struggled a bit. "I mean, a talking planet, this is really ridiculous."

Xingxing didn't feel offended, he manipulated the wind to blow gently, drying the floating soil in Yuan Lingjun's hands.

"I don't know either." He said, "There were humans who found me by accident before and stayed on me, but you are the only one who can hear me."

"Maybe it's fate!" He said optimistically, "Maybe I'm single, no, I've been single for so many years just to meet you."

So he repeated his previous request: "So, give me a name."

"Give me a name. From now on, to me, you are the most special human being in this world, and to you, I am also the most special planet in this world."

Yuan Lingjun was silent for a while, feeling that the tone of this ball who had been single for hundreds of millions of years was a bit Qiongyao.

"Let's do this." He couldn't be irresponsible, so he suggested, "Let me think about it."

A name is a very important thing. It is a proof that a person or a ball exists in the world. It represents feelings, connections and bonds. It is really not a stranger who meets by chance and can be taken out casually.

"Okay." Although Xing Xing really wanted a name, he was very easy to talk to: "I understand that important things should be more careful."

Yuan Lingjun felt that his Qiong Yao taste was stronger.

"But you can give me a nickname, or a nickname." Xing Xing said: "You can't always call me 'you'."

This is a serious question, and Yuan Lingjun agreed.

But he has never given a nickname to others, even the names of the cats and dogs he once raised were randomly shaken on the Internet naming device, so Yuan Lingjun was a little nervous and imperceptibly excited, and The planet discussed——

"Ball ball?"

"Not nice."

"Hui Hui?"

"not good."

"Big fat?"

"Do not."

"Niu Niu? Dog egg? Da Zhu?"

Planet: "..."

He finally realized that it might not be the right choice to let this human being whom he liked so much at first sight give him a name.

Yuan Lingjun felt the ground under his feet tremble, Xingxing said in disbelief: "Do you humans like to have such terrible nicknames?"

Yuan Lingjun firmly refused to admit that there was a problem with his naming skills, so he said, "Yes, a cheap name is easy to support."

The planet trembled slightly again, feeling a sense of awe for the human beings who dared to bear such a name.

"Then what's your nickname?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He told the truth: "My name is Yuan Lingjun, and the last word of my nickname is Junjun."

Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, Junjun, then I'll take the first character in your name and call it Yuanyuan."

Yuan Lingjun considered it for a while: "Yuanyuan is not appropriate, otherwise your name is Yuanyuan, which means circle, circumference, and perfection."

Xingxing thought about it and was very satisfied: "Okay, then I will be called Yuanyuan from now on."

After the two of them discussed the issue of names, the atmosphere became much more harmonious. Maybe it was because Yuan Yuan's name was chosen by himself. Looking at its gray appearance, Yuan Lingjun felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

"Yuanyuan," he asked, "Are there no other humans on your body?"

"No more." Xing Xing said: "I have never had a human on me, and even the last fleet that entered by mistake left 300 years ago."

"..."

A human fleet passed by 300 years ago. This is obviously not the earth he lived on, or even the era he lived in.

Yuan Lingjun didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. He was alone, traveled through time and space, and came to this barren and quiet planet. There were no traces left by his contemporaries, or even the existence of the same kind. Do not feel lonely.

But people have to look forward.

"Such a wonderful experience, maybe many people will be envious of it." Yuan Lingjun was silently sad for half a minute, and quickly cheered up, comforting himself.

What's more, there is a planet by my side, such a big golden finger, it's like a novice gift package with an SSR.

Yuan Lingjun asked himself to learn Yuanyuan's mentality, be more optimistic, be more Qiong Yao, don't be sad.

——Maybe the reason why he traveled such a long distance to come here is to meet this planet?

Yuanyuan kept silent. He sensed Yuan Lingjun's depression, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only control the wind around him to calm down, and tried his best to "poof", "poof", "poof", "poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof". Pupu", a circle of green grass grew around him.

"Don't be sad, Junjun, these are all for you." He said.

The leaves of blue grass are green and dripping, blooming tenaciously on the dusty soil.

"Thank you." Yuan Lingjun agreed, and closed his eyes, only to find that the corners of his eyes were moist at some point.

He was a little embarrassed and blinked to let the tears fall.

The teardrops seeped into the gray soil, leaving a dark mark that dried quickly.

Yuanyuan didn't seem to notice Yuan Lingjun's slightly red eyes. He controlled the blue grass and shook the leaves, and said with a little embarrassment and embarrassment: "The particle wind is coming soon. This kind of wind radiates a lot. Humans are not in good health, Junjun, will you go home with me?"

"Okay." Yuan Lingjun took a deep breath and replied.

Life is made by people, and life must always look forward. Visiting a new friend's house is the first step in a new life.

"Let's go home together!"

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The "going home" that Yuanyuan said, of course, did not mean that Yuan Lingjun had to travel long distances on two legs.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large tortoise shell-like lump of dirt puffed up on the ground.

The soil bag is as dusty as the surrounding ground, the difference is that a circle of blue grass grows on its surface.

These thin grasses stretched their blades hard, became taller, longer, and stronger, weaving themselves into a barrier to isolate sand and dust, and surrounded Yuan Lingjun in it.

Then Yuanyuan's voice came to his mind: "Sit down!"

Before Yuan Lingjun had time to express any opinion on the shape of this soil bag, he felt the soil under his feet tremble. Immediately, the engine of a supercar was filled with oil, and it slid along the wind and quickly gliding across the endless planet surface stand up.

The sound of the wind in my ears was like a sharp whistle, and through the gaps in the blue grass, one could see the surrounding scenery receding quickly, turning into blurred patches of color.Although there is no speed measuring equipment, Yuan Lingjun intuitively feels that the speed has surpassed the high-speed rail, reaching a level that makes the heart tremble and the breath short of breath.

There is no man who doesn't like speed. Although the small round soil bag is simple in shape and low in cost, it brings Yuan Lingjun a sense of pleasure that is even more exciting than the top supercar. He breathes the air with the fragrance of grass and trees to his heart's content , Feeling that the previous troubles and worries were all left behind, a smile appeared on his face again.

The earth bag under his feet jumped for joy and flew faster.

About ten minutes later, when Yuan Lingjun was about to survey the entire planet along the latitude line, the Yuanyuanpai supercar under his feet gradually slowed down and stopped under a tall stone mountain.

"We're here." Yuanyuan said.

The blue grass separated automatically, and Yuan Lingjun walked down from the small soil bag. He saw that the stone mountain in front of him was in a precipitous shape. Thin, like a sharp blade.Looking up, the mountain peak made of boulders seems to have no top, and there are some kind of fiery red magnificent patterns all over it. From a distance, it looks like a feather half buried inside the planet.

The blue green grass that Yuan Lingjun held in his hand suddenly rolled by itself, fell to the ground, and took root at the root of the stone mountain together with the rest of the grass.

It was only then that Yuan Lingjun discovered that there was a small crack in the center of the stone mountain, where it looked like a feather shaft, hidden in the overgrown green grass.

This crack is one meter wide and more than two meters high, with an arched upper end, just like a door.

Lan Qingcao swayed slightly, and Yuan Lingjun felt a Daofeng holding his hand, Yuanyuan said: "Go in."

Feather Mountain is indeed hollow.

The fiery red rocks spread all the way from the entrance to the ground, like a naturally formed staircase.

Yuan Lingjun walked down the stairs step by step, the footsteps echoed in the hollow mountain, and found that this cave, which Yuanyuan called "home", had almost hollowed out a third of the mountain, and the further down it became, the more spacious it became. .

At the same time, another voice gradually became clear and passed along the air to his ears.

"Caesar grabbed Leah by the shoulders and kept shaking, and as he shook he cried out in despair: 'No, honey! I won't let you die!!! Doctor, you save her, save her, save her She ahh!!!'”

The tone of the storyteller was flat, and there were some "click, click" metallic noises in his voice. Countless voices of "save her" echoed in the deserted mountain and gradually overlapped.

This scene is like a scene in a horror movie, but Yuan Lingjun looked down, not afraid, and even a little funny.

It seems that after so many years, the interstellar people's cultural appreciation level has not improved much, and bloody romance dramas have never faded.

He thinks he probably understands how Yuanyuan learned Qiongyao accent.

There is a large smooth rock platform at the bottom of the mountain, and there are many odd and small things on the surface of the slightly curved platform.

There are animal bones, mechanical parts, colorful pieces of metal, and right in the center, sits a small robot.

Its body is covered with rust, but judging from its appearance, it should be a doll wearing a cake skirt.

One of the doll's eyeballs is missing, and the cake skirt is broken like a beggar's costume. Its jaws are opening and closing, and it is making a "click, click, click" sound, telling stories with an inorganic voice.

"Leah, weeping, tears hanging down her delicate cheeks, making her look like a dying rose, said: 'Oh, Caesar, dear...'"

With a "click", something hit the robot's head, a red light flashed in its eyes, and then its voice stopped abruptly.

Yuanyuan cleared her throat, "Junjun, you're here."

The little robot on the table supported the table with difficulty, stood up with two rusty legs, and walked towards Yuan Lingjun with a "clack clack".

At the same time, Yuanyuan offered a treasure in his mind: "Do you like this story robot?"

It took the robot 2 full minutes to walk to Yuan Lingjun's feet, and touched his calf with cold fingers.

Yuanyuan's voice said: "Give it to you."

Then, with a "click", its arm fell off.

Yuanyuan: "..."

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

Yuan Lingjun was flattered.From Yuanyuan's reluctant tone, it can be seen that this story-telling robot has been with him for a long time, and even his way of speaking has changed. How can he win people? Woolen cloth?

"I'm sorry." Yuan Lingjun said, knelt down and picked up the little robot with both hands, picked up its fallen arm, and looked at it against the light: "It seems that the screws are loose, and the circuit is also aging. Let me help you." Fix it?"

"It's okay," Yuanyuan said indifferently, but there was a hint of distress hidden in her voice: "I've listened to the four stories of 310 [-] in it thousands of times, if it breaks, it will break."

Yuan Lingjun did not speak, and found a screw of about the same size from the pile of metal fragments on the platform, carefully loosened the aged screw with his fingers, and screwed in a new one.

With no oil at hand and no wires to replace, he had to put his arm on first.

"Try it?"

Find the red button behind the robot's head, and Yuan Lingjun presses it.

He and Yuanyuan looked at the robot expectantly.

"Caesar, oh no... Leah... Ah! Help! Enemy attack! I'm going to die! Li Ya, you bastard!"

The robot made an irregular noise, and the red light in the eyes flickered a dozen times, then turned into yellow light, blue light, green light, and finally "clicked" and went out.

"Warning, warning. The little yellow chicken has insufficient energy, please recharge it as soon as possible, please recharge it as soon as possible."

Yuanyuan: "..."

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

"I'm sorry." Yuan Lingjun said.

"It's okay." Yuanyuan replied.

He really felt distressed for a moment, and then acted like a scumbag who liked the new and disliked the old. He threw the robot that called himself "Little Yellow Chicken" into the garbage dump beside him, and let Yuan Lingjun sit in the place where it was originally. position.

"Anyway, you are with me now."

Yuan Lingjun felt like a guest who came to someone's house and accidentally broke the owner's favorite toy.

He felt a little sorry, and tentatively said, "How about...I'll tell you a new story?"

"Okay!"

If Yuanyuan had expressions, Yuan Lingjun felt that he must be star-eyed now.

"Um……"

Yuan Lingjun thought about it, and felt that Yuanyuan was tired of hearing love stories, and ghost stories might be a little too exciting, and he couldn't remember a few fairy tales at the moment.

After embracing his arms, he touched the "Shan Hai Jing" on his chest and had an idea.

"Let me tell you an ancient legend, it's called Jingwei reclamation."

Taking out the "Shan Hai Jing" and flipping through it, Yuan Lingjun found the picture with "Jingwei" written on it from the thick pages, pointed to the picture and preached to Yuanyuan——

"A long, long time ago, there was an asteroid called Earth. There lived an ancient tribe on Earth. The leader of the tribe was called Yandi Shennong, and he had a beloved little daughter named Nvwa..."

The light of the star shone down from the gap at the top of Feather Mountain, illuminating the square stone platform and the gentle black-haired young man sitting on top of the stone platform.

His finger rested on Jingwei's illustration, and it was so white that it almost glowed.

"Nvwa liked to swim in the East China Sea until one day, she accidentally drowned and never came back. Her spirit lingered and turned into a bird with a white beak and red feet, "Jingwei, Jingwei" every day The earth screamed, held the stone from the Western Mountain in its mouth, and vowed to fill up the Eastern Sea..."

Accompanied by his narration, the lifelike Jingwei bird in the illustration became more and more lively, and the two black eyes almost radiated brilliance as if they had life.

At the moment when Yuan Lingjun blurted out the word "Jingwei", there was a clear and clear cry of a bird in the air, and then a bird with a white beak and red feet broke through the paper with a "crash" and flew lightly in midair. Turning around, the tail feathers drew a beautiful trajectory.

"Jingwei." She cried out crisply, her black eyes condescendingly looking down at Yuan Lingjun: "Who is calling me, is it you?"