Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "I'm a little confused. Why did you come to do this in the end? Isn't this just adding to your emotional burden?"

Han Ziyue thought for a while and said, "Three thousand years later, I will have disappeared from this world. If, at that time, someone could remember me, and in another time and space, wouldn't you think it's very meaningful?"

Zhang Yuan was silent.

He also felt that this idea was a bit literary and seem to make sense...

Soon, he twitched his teeth and slowly came out of the bathroom.

Han Ziyue just stared at his shoulder and kept smiling.

Then he jumped into the bathroom.

Zhang Yuan was wondering in his mind whether he should run away while the other party was taking a bath?

Yes, that should be!

Run!

Hey, where are my pants?

"...I'll bring your clothes and pants into the bathroom. If you run away while I'm taking a shower, you might have to risk wearing a bathrobe." A layer of frosted glass, Han Ziyue couldn't help but say funny when she saw Zhang Yuan looking for something.

Zhang Yuan was speechless.

He felt... he was nervously about to explode.

I quickly picked up my phone and made a few calculus to comfort my restless heart.

But all the blood flowed to the lower body, and the brain was indeed hit by a despicable intelligence. The questions that I usually think are very simple are stumbling and cannot come out for a long time.

"Learning is not omnipotent either... This doesn't work, you must think of a solution!"

Think of a way!

After a few minutes, Han Ziyue came out of the bathroom, her wet head and thin black hair were pressed against her smooth and fair neck. The girl who had just finished taking a shower always had a very fresh beauty, and her crystal clear skin seemed to be able to pinch out water.

She rushed over with a smile, like a happy deer.

"This...is not good!"

Zhang Yuan shook his body and said stutteringly: "If we do nothing this night, we may leave a deeper impression. I'll tell you the truth!"

As if he saw Zhang Yuan’s true thoughts, Han Ziyue smiled and said, “I don’t want you to be responsible, what are you afraid of?”

“Not afraid.”

"Then why are you shaking? You really don't have to be responsible."

"It's not a problem of irresponsibility. I think this is not good... or just hug it... just hug it. Isn't this very warm and harmonious?"

Han Ziyue frowned and pouted: "Don't you think you are too much? People are so proactive! Do you think I'm not shy? I'll be shy too."

Zhang Yuan quickly explained: "If I had known you longer and had more contact with you, I might think that this kind of thing would be natural. But now... it seems too sudden."

Han Ziyue's eyes turned red, she let go of his arms and kept wiping her eyes: "You must think I'm too cheap, so you just give it to you casually, so that's why!"

"...I also have dignity, and there are suitors behind me, but I never look for them as spare tires! I only talked about a boyfriend, not the chaotic private life you imagined!"

Seeing the girl getting angry, Zhang Yuan said weakly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think so..."

"Who believes it!" Han Ziyue was very angry.

But as she said that, she laughed again, dragging her head with both hands, looking at Zhang Yuan's embarrassing expression: "Yes, if you are tempted by me so simply, I may not like you again, and I will soon forget you..."

"My sister used to evaluate you as a very principled boy. Even if she broke up, she still had a good evaluation of you... Haha, I'll tremble when I touch you. It's so cute. My eyes are indeed good!"

She showed her sharp tiger teeth and lay on the bed, as if she was admiring a tender apple.

"Wait a moment!"

She suddenly jumped up and searched in her bag for a while, "Give you a small gift, close your eyes quickly."

"Come again?"

In a startled moment, Zhang Yuan felt that he was about to suffocate.

"It's a real little gift!" She didn't keep it a secret and handed a delicate box to Zhang Yuan.

I took it and saw a specimen of a lily flower. There is also a portrait of Han Ziyue on the right, which is vivid and exquisite.

At the bottom is the signature: "Han Ziyue, 2264.8.1"

It should be a plant specimen made a few days ago.

She said very seriously: "I hope you can remember me."

"I am just an ordinary member of the world, and I have no hope of becoming a celebrity, nor can I be remembered by history."

"A hundred years later, I may no longer exist in the world; three hundred years later, no information about me can be found. Perhaps there is only one name, "Han Ziyue", which can be found in the genealogy."

"A thousand years later, even the genealogy has disappeared. Who will remember the ancestors who were a thousand years ago? Everything about me has been lost in the cycle of reincarnation."

Suddenly speaking of such a serious matter, Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and the boiling blood slowly calmed down.

Is life meaningful?

Han Ziyue continued: "I have always had this idea. Have I been in this world? If there is no trace of existence, then what is the point? Is it just for reproduction and happiness? A person's life only has such a little time, which is really insignificant compared to the entire universe."

"I hope you can remember me because... you are probably the last person who knows I have ever existed."

"I hope that in three thousand years, you will wake up from hibernation and still retain my memories. Well, that's just such a request. Is it OK?"

Zhang Yuan took the specimen of lily and nodded solemnly: "I promise you that there are really few girls like you. However, in ten or twenty years, you will not have such an idea. Maybe you will feel that you are very naive today. Only you are so sentimental, right?"

Han Ziyue said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the future I am the future I am. I also know that the future I will be smoothed out by reality, but the current I am the real me."

"This idea is actually quite selfish. For you, it is a completely extra emotional burden."

Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "So, do you want to pay me back?"

"Yes, I really liked you when I was a child. I heard that you had been happy for a long time after breaking up with my sister! It doesn't seem to matter if the meat is paid."

"You seemed to be in junior high school at that time, right? Do junior high school students understand too?"

"Is it not possible for junior high school?"

"I'd better not want the meat compensation. I'm a person with noble character and I hope that the last day will leave you with the best impression."

Han Ziyue leaned against him and also calmed down, "So, what should I do for a long night? What do you think is very meaningful."

Zhang Yuan thought for a while and said solemnly: "On the last night, I will teach you some math problems, how about it?"
Chapter completed!