Chapter 1597 A Letter Sent to a Hundred Years Later

It was an old apartment. If Lu Zhou hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Lu Zhou to believe that in the 22nd century, when the maglev road network has spread all over the country, there are still buildings below 20 floors.

After parking the car on the roof, Lu Zhou and Xing Bian followed the footsteps of the old man to the door of a room.

He took out a rare metal key from his pocket, and after the old man opened the door, he gestured to the two people behind him to come in.

"Actually, the conditions here used to be quite good...but no one has lived here for a long time, please come in."

Without saying anything extra, Lu Zhou nodded and walked through the door in front of him.

However, the moment he stepped over it, a familiar feeling immediately hit his face.

"This is……"

As if he expected Lu Zhou to show such an expression, the old man smiled and said.

"Surprised, isn't it? Everything here is modeled after your childhood room, and it's been updated over time. Even if it's accidentally messed up, it'll be restored quickly... until When I was 20 years old."

Is this intended to simulate my living environment as a child?

Didn't expect them to make it this far...

Thinking of this in his heart, Lu Zhou couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, and didn't know what to say for a while.

I always feel that the person in charge of this plan seems to have put a lot of effort into strange places.

However, it would be too whimsical to expect to "recreate" him in this way.

After staring at the layout of the room for a long time, Lu Zhou suddenly said.

"Has he been raised in such an environment?"

"Yes, my father has always lived under the shadow of Academician Lu, even my childhood... until around the 1940s and 1950s, when the Bloodline Project was announced to be over, this small sociological experiment stopped. "

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Lu Zhou said with a complicated expression.

"Then does he hate me?"

"How come?" the old man said with a smile, and gave Lu Zhou a comforting look, "It doesn't matter whether this kind of life is what he wants, but at least he has everything that 99% of the people in this world have in this life. Wealth and respect that you will not have. This feeling may be boring, but it will definitely not be a reason to hate you... Besides, when he learns that you are actually his father and Lu Xiaotong is just his mother in name It was already a long time after he became an adult."

"So he became a scholar?"

"Unfortunately not, but he has become an artist," the old man smiled and continued, "Apart from what you see before your eyes, the few parts of his life that are left to him are miscellaneous The piano in the living room. The piano accompanied him throughout his childhood and the rest of his life... Of course, there is also the kitchen, where he arranged the kitchen utensils himself. Although he always claimed He wants to be a chef more than a scholar, but I have to say that he is in the culinary arts... probably completely insulated from pots and pans in this life."

Lu Zhou: "The dishes he cooks are terrible?"

As if remembering something sad, the old man sighed and said.

"It's more than unpalatable... Except for him who eats with relish, other people can't swallow it at all."

Hearing these words, a gratified smile finally appeared on Lu Zhou's face.

This was probably the first time he showed such an expression today.

"It looks like he doesn't look like me at all..."

After pausing for a moment, Lu Zhou looked at the old man standing beside him and continued.

"Is that piano still in the utility room?"

The old man nodded: "If I remember correctly, it's still there, but it's been so long... I'm not sure if it can still be played."

"Can you take me there to have a look?"

"sure."

As he said that, the old man walked ahead, leading Lu Zhou and Xingbian to the utility room.

This room is probably the only place in the whole house that is different from Lu Zhou's former residence. There are many discarded furniture, Lu Yuan's personal collection, and the piano placed in the most prominent position.

On that piano stand, Lu Zhou saw a familiar thing, so he walked up and took him from the piano stand.

It was a ring box.

From the looks of it, it's been a few years.

Looking at the ring box in Lu Zhou's hand, the old man continued with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"This is my grandma's relic... and besides this piano, the only relic left to me by my father. There was a time when my father hoped that through this ring box, he would find the person who abandoned him and His mother's biological father, he didn't find out until later that his father had been hanging on the wall all along, and the person who raised him all this time was actually his adoptive mother."

"But to this day, I have been confused, who is the ring in this ring box, or is it just a beautiful lie, and the ring in it never existed from the beginning—"

"No," interrupting the old man, Lu Zhou opened the box in his hand, touched the yellowed velvet cushion with his index finger, and said softly, "This ring box... is actually mine."

Hearing this unexpected answer, the old man showed a bewildered expression on his face.

"But... why did it appear in your sister's place?"

There was also a weird expression on Xing Bian's face, as if he was thinking of something impolite.

However, Lu Zhou didn't care what strange things they were thinking at the moment, as if he was telling a distant past, he continued.

"Obviously, she got it from that man."

"I remember very clearly that 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, Lu Zhou continued, "It's almost like it happened yesterday."

The ring and the love letter were gone, presumably she should have read the "last words" she left on the wrist computer.

But for some reason, she handed the ring box to her sister.

With a complicated mood, Lu Zhou carefully picked out the velvet cushion, wanting to see the place where he put his love letter.

However, at the moment when his goose down cushion was pulled out, a note fell out of it.

"New leads?"

A joyful expression appeared on his face for a moment, but Xing Bian soon realized that his reaction was a bit inappropriate, so he hurriedly coughed lightly, with a sad expression on his face again, "Please condolences..."

"If you really think about me, please stand at the door for a while."

Taking a sideways glance at Inspector Xing, who was in a panic, Lu Zhou carefully unfolded the yellowed note.

Not surprisingly, this should be her reply letter.

All the clues were connected together at this moment, and he finally understood why she gave the box to his sister.

[When you read this letter, I have probably gone to a very distant place... But I think, it will not be farther away than the place you went to, at least on the scale of distance, this journey is There is an end. 】

[I have also thought about a possibility. In fact, you are still alive, but you just feel too tired. You want to rest for a while to empty your brain, so you choose to cover up all this with an earthquake... But this imagination, I I think even if it is a sci-fi blockbuster, I dare not shoot like this. 】

【do you know? After seeing your last words, I really really wanted to beat you up, but Ben Guliang finally restrained his willfulness... After all, the scene was crowded with people, and you proposed to me so affectionately. 】

【...Then, under their witness, I promise you. marriage proposal. So, we are husband and wife now, you can no longer run away, and you are not allowed to run away! 】

[After thinking about it, I still can't let go of you bastard, but... even if I can't let go, the disaster has already happened. As your wife, the only thing I can do for you is to fulfill your unfulfilled wishes. 】

【Fortunately, the plan went well, and Xiaotong also supported me very much... Although it may be a bit willful, but you have been willful a lot, this time it is my turn to be willful a few times. 】

[By the way, I will return you a copy of the love letter, and I will take the ring in the box away. After all I have said yes to your proposal, it is now mine. 】

[I will take it to Tiancang Wu, the star that belongs to us. 】

【You told me that many years later, when people look at that star and make a wish to it, all the stories about us come to mind. 】

【I will do it for you. 】

[The promise you made to me back then. 】

Looking at Lu Zhou who put down the letter paper, Xing Bian saw that he had not spoken for a long time, and was about to step forward to comfort him.

However, the moment he put his right hand on Lu Zhou's shoulder, he suddenly found that the man in front of him was already in tears...