novelA Letter to a Hundred Years Later
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They were inside an old apartment. If Lu Zhou hadn't seen this with his own eyes, he would have no idea that in the 22nd century, where magnetic levitation road networks had spread all over the country, there were still buildings with less than 20 floors.
After parking the car on the roof, Lu Zhou and Xing Bian followed the old man to a door.
The old man took out a rare metal key from his pocket. He opened the door and gestured to the two people behind him to come in.
"Actually, the environment here was pretty good before... but no one has lived in it for a long time. Please come in."
Without saying much, Lu Zhou nodded and stepped across the door in front of him.
However, as soon as he stepped over the door, a familiar feeling immediately hit his face.
"What's this..."
As if expecting that Lu Zhou would show such an expression, the old man smiled and said, "Surprised, aren't you? Everything here is modeled after your childhood room and is constantly updated over time. Even if there is a mistake, it will be quickly restored... That was, until I was 20 years old."
Is this intended to simulate the living environment of my childhood?
I can't believe they actually did this...
Lu Zhou was baffled, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.
I feel like the person in charge of this plan seems to have done a lot of work in strange places.
It is weird to "recreate" myself in this way.
After staring at the layout of the room for a long time, Lu Zhou suddenly asked, "He grew up in such an environment?"
"Yes, my father lived in the shadow of Academician Lu's name, even throughout my childhood... It was not until the 2040s and 2050s that the Bloodline Project was ended and sociological experiments were required to stop."
Lu Zhou gulped and spoke with a complicated expression.
"Then... does he hate me?"
"Why would he?" the old man said with a smile. He looked at Lu Zhou with kind eyes as he said, "No matter if this was the kind of life that he wanted, at least he was born with wealth and respect that most people don't have. This might be boring, but it was definitely not a reason to hate you... Besides, by the time he knew that you were actually his father and Lu Xiaotong was just his adoptive mother, he was already an adult."
"So he became a scholar?"
"Unfortunately not, he became an artist." The old man smiled and continued, "In addition to what you see in front of you, he didn't leave behind much of his own life, only miscellaneous items. Like the piano in the room. The piano accompanied him throughout his childhood and the rest of his life... Of course, there is also the kitchen, where the kitchen utensils were all arranged by him. Although he always claimed to be a chef more than a scholar, I have to say that he was... not the most talented."
Lu Zhou: "His food wasn't tasty?"
As if thinking of something sad, the old man sighed and said, "Not just not tasty... He liked it himself, but no one else could swallow it."
Lu Zhou finally showed a gratified smile on his face.
This was probably the first time he showed such an expression today.
"It seems that he was nothing like me..."
After a pause, Lu Zhou looked at the old man standing next to him and continued, "Is that piano still here?"
The old man nodded."If I remember correctly, it's still here, but it's been so long... I'm not sure if it works."
"Can you take me over to see it?"
"Of course."
The old man walked ahead, leading Lu Zhou and Xing Bian to the storage room.
This room was probably the only place in the whole house that was different from Lu Zhou's former residence. There was a lot of discarded furniture as well as Lu Yuan's personal collection and the piano in the most conspicuous position.
Lu Zhou saw something familiar on the piano stand, so he walked forward and took it from the piano stand.
It was a ring box.
From the looks of it, it was quite old.
Looking at the ring box in Lu Zhou's hand, a look of nostalgia appeared in the old man's eyes as he spoke.
"This was my grandma's relic... and the only relic that my father left me apart from this piano. There was a time when my father hoped to use this ring box to find his father who abandoned him, until he discovered that the picture of his father had been hanging on the wall and the person who had been raising him was actually his adoptive mother.
"To this day, I was confused as to who the ring in this ring box was given to, or if it was just a beautiful lie, and the ring never belonged to anyone—"
"No." Interrupting the old man, Lu Zhou opened the box in his hand. He touched the feather padding inside with his index finger as he said softly, "This ring box... actually belongs to me."
Hearing this unexpected answer, the old man's face showed a dazed expression.
"But... why did your sister have it?'
A weird expression also appeared on Xing Bian's face, as if he was thinking of something weird.
However, Lu Zhou didn't care about what weird things they were thinking of at the moment. He murmured, "She obviously got it from that person.
"I remember very clearly. Before I went to Mars, I put it under my pillow. There should have been a ring inside and a love letter of about 200 words..." There was a nostalgic expression on his face as he continued, "It's almost like it happened yesterday."
The ring and love letter were gone, but she might have read his "last words".
For some reason, she gave the ring box to his sister.
Lu Zhou carefully pulled out the feather cushion, wanting to see the place where he put the love letter.
However, as soon as the cushion was pulled off, a piece of paper fell out of it.
"New clues?"
An expression of joy appeared on Xing Bian's face for a moment, but he quickly realized that his reaction was a little out of place, so he quickly gave a light cough. A sad expression appeared on his face again."Sorry..."
"Please go out for a while."
Lu Zhou carefully unfolded the yellowed note.
This should be her reply.
All of the clues were connected at this moment, and he finally understood why she gave this box to his sister.
[When you read this letter, I've probably gone to a very faraway place... But I think there's probably no place farther than where you went, at least in terms of distance.
[I thought about a possibility before. That you are still alive, but you just feel too tired, you want to rest for a period of time to relax your brain, so you choose to use an earthquake to cover up all this... But even a sci-fi movie wouldn't have a plot this ridiculous.
[Do you know? After reading your last words, I really wanted to beat you up, but... After all, there were people everywhere, and you proposed to me so affectionately.
[Then, under their witness, I accepted. So, we are now husband and wife. You can't run away anymore; you are not allowed to run!
[I still can't move on from you, but... Even if I can't, the disaster has already happened. As your wife, the only thing I can do for you is to fulfill your unfulfilled wishes for you.
[Fortunately, the plan went well, and Xiao Tong also supported me very much... Although it may be a somewhat immature approach, you have been quite immature, and this time it's my turn to be immature.
[By the way, I took the ring inside the box. After all, I agreed to your proposal, so it is now mine.
[I will take it to Tau Ceti, the star that belongs to us.
[You told me that many years later, when people look at the star and make a wish, all the stories about us will come to mind.
[I will do it for you.
[The promise you made to me back then. ]
Lu Zhou put down the letter. Xing Bian saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he was about to come forward to comfort him.
However, the moment he put his right hand on Lu Zhou's shoulder, he suddenly realized that the man in front of him was already in tears...
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