I am in love with the planet

"It really is him."

The moment he saw the photo, Yuan Lingjun confirmed his guess.

He snapped the photo on the tea table with his backhand, and asked him with anxious eyes: "When was this photo taken?"

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"I don't know." Guoer replied.

"Who are these people in the picture?"

"I, I don't know either." Guoer said.

"..."

Looking at the little robot that asked three questions, Yuan Lingjun was slightly puzzled: "You really don't know?"

He pointed to the little yellow chicken that served as the background for the crowd: "You're still on the scene."

"Really! It's better than the previous captain's private money!" Guo Er was afraid that Yuan Lingjun would not return the photos to him, so he quickly explained: "When the previous captain left, all my databases were cleared. I really don't know anything other than the tasks given to me."

Hugging his little skirt tightly, the little robot sitting alone on the coffee table looked pitiful and innocent.It stared helplessly at the photo on the table, and its electronic eyes flashed with anticipation, which flashed into a "()" symbol.

People can't bear to refuse.

"..."

Thinking about those amnesiacs I saw on TV before, Yuan Lingjun could actually understand Er'er's behavior at this time, at least he neither hugged his head in surprise, nor beat unrelated people, he was already very restrained.

"...Let's do this," Yuan Lingjun said to the little robot after pondering for a while, "You cooperate with my actions tomorrow, and I will make a copy of this photo for you."

"Okay."

After a while, the star eyes flashed again, as if blingbling little stars could fly out of it.

It agreed cutely, tidied up the messy things on the table, stuffed them back into its cake skirt, and then walked into its small villa with the fluffy skirt in its arms.

Yuan Lingjun also turned off the headlights, and once again immersed himself in the heavy and boring copying work with Yuanyuan, recharging his energy for tomorrow's action.

The next day, in classroom N1201.

Angel turned over and copied not less than [-] times, and praised his student in a rare way.

"Not bad." He said, "The spirit is commendable."

As for the twenty copies written in two different scripts...

Master Angel seemed to have triggered intermittent amnesia on this point, and did not express any opinion.

"Basic knowledge is barely mastered, then we can start the next stage of learning." He said.

"Wait," Yuan Lingjun suddenly stopped the gray-haired man when he bent down and took out a heavy toolbox from under the podium.

"Come on," he stretched out his hand, beckoning to the little robot held by Angel.

The little robot lifted the hem of the skirt, "clicked", and jumped out of Angel's hand.

"Take it out," Yuan Lingjun said again.

"Okay." Guo'er gave one instruction and one movement, and cutely lifted the cake skirt, and took out from inside——

"boom."

The heavy iron box fell to the ground, shaking the classroom floor trembling three times.

"..."

Master Angor's silver-gray eyes turned to the ground. When he saw the somewhat familiar safe, he seemed to be lost in memory. Afterwards, his usually steady hand couldn't help shaking.

"Ruth..."

Yuan Lingjun looked at the expression on Master Angel's face. When he saw that his silver-gray eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which seemed to be slightly moist, he was already [-] to [-]% sure. After the lady's name, he finally confirmed his speculation.

Sighing, he motioned for Guo'er to step forward, opened the box on behalf of Mr. Angel, and showed the contents in front of him.

"Just tell me what you want. I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. What's the point of secretly modifying the robot's code?" He glanced at Angel and deliberately changed the subject, "If it's not for your life It was hard, yesterday when I found out that it was eaten inside and out, I disassembled it into a bunch of parts and sold it by the catty in the East Market."

"Yes!" Guo'er nodded seriously, whether it was to condemn Master Angor who put it in a precarious situation, or because he really believed that his new captain was such a crazy robot killer.

"..."

Master Angel turned a deaf ear to these teasing words. He gently stroked the tattered robot in the box with his hand that polished the most precise parts, then turned his head as if overwhelmed, and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

"Where's Ruth?" Putting aside the silly-looking token of love with roses on his head, Master Angel raised his head and asked Yuan Lingjun urgently.

"..."

Yuan Lingjun didn't know how to face his gaze.

He pointed to the red sweater in the box.

In order to prevent Master Angel from getting too excited when he saw his lover's remains, Ms. Ruth's bones were carefully hidden under the red sweater by Yuanyuan, which was well covered.

"Look at this red sweater, she promised you to knit it, and asked me to bring it back."

Master Angel gently stroked the soft tata fur, and his fingers lingered on the rose for a moment.

"You're lying," he said without raising his head, "it's not Ruth who weaved it."

Before Yuan Lingjun could speak, he resolutely said: "If she had such a good talent, I wouldn't have made hundreds of sweaters on Devorf Star, used up all the tata wool stocks here and didn't teach her gone."

"..."

Yuan Lingjun touched his nose and said awkwardly, "Okay, she dictated it, and I wove it."

"It's more or less the same." Although he said so, Master Angel picked up the sweater carefully, as if he was touching some treasure, and he remembered: "Although the sweater is not knitted by hand, Tata who knits the sweater The animal fur must have been hunted by Ruth herself, such soft fluff must have been collected by beating hundreds of Tata beasts."

"As expected of my sweetheart!"

Master Angel looked happy.

"Oh, you shouldn't have agreed to knit a sweater for her, bring it back, I'll knit, I'm the best at knitting!"

"..."

If the upper echelons of the clock tower knew that their precious Master Angor was sewing sweaters with his hands worth a whole planet, they would definitely explode.

Yuan Lingjun didn't know how to answer the words, he thought for a while, and didn't say anything else, this kind of life of "you hunt and I knit sweaters" seems to be really interesting?

Yuanyuan also listened thoughtfully. Unlike Yuan Lingjun, he thought of the pile of monkey feathers, bird fur, cat fur, raccoon, and lima that Jingwei collected...

Perhaps, next time, he should compete with Jing Wei for this hair-plucking job?Yuanyuan thought to herself.

Wouldn't it be more meaningful for Junjun to knit a sweater with the wool he scooped up?

This is the family life that is said to help each other, support each other, and complement each other's strengths. Yuanyuan carefully patted her wings referring to the family samples she had chosen—Master Angel and Ms. Sadako.

Making ordinary life more ceremonial can promote the warming of the relationship between the two parties.This kind of behavior seems to be also written in the love book "How to Pursue Your Sweetheart" that Ms. Taima passed on to him.

Recite this divine book silently in her heart, and when she reaches No. 20, Yuanyuan nods firmly.

……

No matter how much time was delayed, after picking up the red sweater, Ms. Ruth's remains would have to be revealed in front of Master Angel.

"..."

Yuan Lingjun originally planned a long paragraph of comforting words, but he didn't expect that Master Angel's eyes, cheeks, ears and neck all turned red after just one glance.

He closed the box with a "bang", and it looked like a big red tomato was stuck on his neck.

Handsome Tomato.

"How, how could you just expose her like this?" Big Tomato said hypocritically, "She's a girl, it's so embarrassing."

"..."

Yuan Lingjun tried his best to recall the scene of seeing Ms. Sadako at the third transition point, but he couldn't find the word "sorry" from her anyway.

He endured it, but in the end, he still didn't tell the matter that Ms. Sadako asked him to put her remains in front of Yuanyuan's bed to practice his courage, otherwise the real boyfriend, Master Angel, would probably come to find Yuanyuan. A duel between men.

"..." Ignoring the slightest emotion in his heart, Yuan Lingjun said, "I'm sorry."

"Oh," Master Angor sighed, "I understand that young people are careless, and I was the same back then. Otherwise, I wouldn't have stayed on Devorf Star at that time and let her board alone." The Little Yellow Chicken is gone."

"If... if the time can be restarted, if I know that the 'Little Yellow Chicken' will lose contact in the marginal star field, even if the clock tower project is shelved, I will go with her."

With his head down, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, he sat down on the podium, dragged out the toolbox under his feet, and opened the lid.

This box looks big enough from the outside, but there is actually a built-in compression space inside. There are seventeen or eight floors. Countless parts, ores, and tools are placed on the shelves. Dazzling round.

"I wanted to teach you how to make a basic robot today." Master Angel pressed the button on the side of the box, and the space on the top floor was closed, while the other floor below quietly opened, "Now...wait a moment In a while."

He took out a piece of silver ore from the box, beat it on the workbench, and mixed some unknown metals and solutions from time to time.

After repeated thousands of times of beating, the silver metal turned into a thin and soft material, which glowed beautifully under the light.

With a sound of "scrubbing", Master Angel put on his gloves, lifted the piece of material, and shook it in the air.

For a moment, the brilliance flowed, and the beauty was too beautiful. It was just a piece of silk-like metal material, but it had a splendor that no jewelry could match.

"So be it."

Picking up the hook-up pen, without even the slightest hesitation, Master Angel drew lines on the metal without thinking.

Then, he took out a carving knife that was shining with cold light, and his wrist swam like a fish. He took out a few needles, put on a tough and slender metal thread, and "swiped" with both hands, and the needles flew away. The movement of the thread is so dexterous that almost only afterimages can be seen.

……

"All right."

Ten minutes later, Master Angel unfolded the flowing, radiant little white dress in his hands, with the skirts blooming in layers like flowers, and exhaled softly.

Like a thief, he opened the box containing Ms. Ruth's remains, covered her bones with the exquisite dress, and said nervously, "I hope Ruth will like it."

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He doesn't know if Ms. Ruth likes it or not, but Changyou will definitely go crazy when he sees it.

Yuan Lingjun felt that with Master Angel's skills and speed in making small skirts, he was qualified to be a spiritual mentor for Changyou.

"Well," he looked at the expression on Master Angel's face, and said, "How about I describe to you the scene when I met Sadako a few months ago... no, Ms. Ruth, let's talk I find it kind of weird."

"Excuse me, do you know the Yaochi system?"