Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 418: Garden of Eden (1)

"I will make everyone happy."

The strong white light engulfed the entire Pinoconi star field. For a full 99 system hours, no one knew what Pinoconi had experienced.

Even the company's most advanced detection equipment could only see a blank space. According to the survivors of the Pinoconi incident, it was like having an extremely real dream.

Real is like...real reality.

No one can forget the pair of green eyes at the end of the white light - gentle and holy.

Everyone firmly believes that he can be happy.

...

...

"An Ming."

A gentle call came from his ears, and An Ming felt a splitting headache, as if he had forgotten something important.

I opened my eyes hazily and saw a blue-haired girl in white gauze pajamas leaning against me, her familiar yet unfamiliar green eyes filled with worry.

"Having a nightmare?"

"No... I just had a dream that I can't remember," An Ming covered his head. It seemed to be a dream in which he became an unknown guest, traveling around the universe on the Starry Sky Train, working hard for development.

"Let me give you a massage."

The girl smiled, stretched out her hands, and gently massaged his temples. Her extremely skillful technique made An Ming gradually forget the content of his dream.

He remembered a lot.

His name is An Ming. He was born in Catchpee and has been childhood sweethearts with Robin. Later, he came to Pinocchio, the land of dreams, in order to become a lyricist who could help her.

After becoming a well-known lyricist, he married Robin with the blessing of his parents and settled down in Pinocchio.

Robin is a singer and he is a lyricist. They are a model couple that everyone envies.

"Honey, it's time to get up."

The robin hugged An Ming's arm and kissed him gently on the cheek. It was such a familiar scene, but An Ming was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

An Ming hugged Robin and kissed her on the lips. Theoretically, this was normal, but some instinctive reaction deep in his soul made him sweat profusely for no apparent reason.

This is not right, why would he feel guilty about kissing his wife? An Ming was deeply confused, and he felt that something was wrong today. It must be because he slept too late last night.

An Ming stared at the graceful figure of Robin in her nightgown. The girl stood in front of the wardrobe and picked out her daily clothes. The white gauze slid silently along the texture of her skin.

The waterfall-like blue hair covered a little of her fair skin. Robin tilted her rosy cheek slightly and whispered, "The sight... is too obvious."

The girl's shyness was as charming as the setting sun at dusk, mixed with a bit of shyness and panic. An Ming then looked away embarrassedly and said, "I was a little distracted."

"You're acting weird today."

The robin shyly put on a white dress, which was as soft and white as a cloud. "Didn't we agree to go on a date?" The girl approached An Ming with expectant eyes and a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The memory of this date just happened to appear in An Ming's mind. He and Robin were extremely busy with work most of the time, and they did not have much time to be alone. Today was a long-awaited day off, and he had already promised Robin that he would take her out on a date.

"Sorry, little bird."

An Ming hugged Robin from behind. Rather than being physically intimate, they were more like soul mates.

Coming all the way from Kachipe, they, as childhood sweethearts, finally got married and finally received the blessings of their parents and families. Naturally, there were many difficulties during this period, but they still made it through.

"No need to apologize," the robin smiled and turned around, "It's getting late, go change your clothes and get ready to go!"

Robins always have sunny smiles on their faces and can unconsciously infect the emotions of people around them. An Ming also sincerely likes such robins.

After An Ming was ready, the two of them left the room hand in hand. As a well-known lyricist in Pinocchio, An Ming has also created many popular songs, and the ideal coins he earned are enough to buy a small villa.

A screen outside a prosperous shopping mall not far away was playing music from a popular teenage idol. The energetic girl with long pink hair always attracted people's love.

"One day, your singing will be heard by more people," An Ming murmured while looking at the screen, as if he was saying it subconsciously.

The robin shook her head slightly, her eyes calm and relieved, "It's enough as long as you listen to my singing," she held An Ming's hand, feeling extremely satisfied and happy.

"I never get tired of hearing the little bird's song."

An Ming didn't feel any regret. As long as Robin liked it, it didn't matter even if she couldn't go to a bigger stage. If he forced her to do something she didn't like, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

The robins look happy now, which is good.

"Sweet tea, sweet tea~ Don't miss it if you pass by. It's not sweet and you don't have to pay~" A girl with a single ponytail was waving her hand to sell sweet tea. Next to her was a girl with pink hair and twin ponytails, who was lying leisurely on an armchair, wearing sunglasses and sunbathing.

"Two drinks, please."

An Ming didn't know why, but he subconsciously felt familiar with it, and before he could react, he asked for two cups.

"Okay~ Two cups of sweet tea," the girl hummed a little tune, and looked at the pink-haired girl next to her and said, "Sister Fu Xuan, get up and receive the guests!"

"Oh..."

Fu Xuan took off his sunglasses and blinked when he saw An Ming and Robin. He was silent for a long time and couldn't figure out why he felt a little irritated.

I've seen sweet tea being sold here before, so why does it look so unpleasant to me today?

"Your sweet tea."

Fu Xuan took the sweet tea and splashed it directly on An Ming's face. "Oops, my hand slipped," she stared at An Ming expressionlessly, with no intention of apologizing at all.

"It's okay, it's okay," An Ming felt that it was reasonable. Why did he feel that way? It was as if being splashed with sweet tea was already a very gentle situation.

The robin took out a tissue and wiped the tea off An Ming's face. The bluebird next to him apologized hurriedly and made two new cups of sweet tea.

Until An Ming left, he could still hear Qingque mumbling something, "Sister, you are not young anymore. You can't stay at home and do nothing every day. Qiongyu Pavilion still needs my care."

"What's wrong with slacking off? I...I was born to slack off!" Fu Xuan said confidently, but the word 'I' that came out of her mouth subconsciously made her stunned for a few seconds.

An Ming rubbed his head as he listened to the conversation between the two people. "Little bird, don't you think today is a little strange?"

"Um... is it because of a rare date?"

The robin blinked and smiled cutely.

An Ming thought about it carefully and realized that maybe it was true. He often created works at home, which might be too far away from his daily life.