Not Cold [Interstellar] - Chapter 8

In the vast universe, unpredictable things happen every second.

This is a large spacecraft that can travel long distances in the universe. It is parked at a safe distance from a red supergiant star in the distance. The red supergiant star emits a dazzling red-orange light, which makes the icy glass of the command room clear. A layer of warm colors.

The man sitting in the chief pulled his long silver hair behind his ears and connected to the communication request.

“His Royal Highness, the plan was successful. The stars of the Bayuina Galaxy have detonated as expected. Based on feedback from ultraviolet and X-rays, and indirect observations of the orbits of interstellar cloud gas clusters, black holes have been successfully generated in the galaxy.”

The man smiled slightly and hung up the communication request.

The man stood up, his soft silver hair falling from the seat to his knees. The surface gas of the red supergiant burned, and the unpredictable and magnificent colors dyed his silver hair with brilliant colors, which made his cold eyebrows a bit more real temperature.

He dialed another person’s personal terminal.

The woman picked up the communication request: “His Royal Highness, are you looking for me?”

“Kristin, tell you the good news I just got-Jin Ran is dead.”

Christine opened his eyes wide, and asked with scorching eyes: “Your Highness, we’re next…”

With a cold smile on the man’s face: “Send Ke Wei on the road.”

Kristen immediately said: “I have determined that Ke Wei is located. It has been arranged here and can do it at any time.”

“Bring out Ke Wei, don’t do anything extra, just kill it on the spot.”

“Yes.”

The man said slowly: “You are ready in the Holy See. After Ke Wei’s death, I will push you. You must take his place and become the new bishop.”

Christine had a meal: “Yes.”

“Oh, yes.” The man thought for a while and added: “Don’t tell’Lan’ about this matter.”

Christine’s eyes widened in surprise, but did not dare to question his order, and responded in awe.

The man put down his personal terminal, looked at the magnificent scenery outside the window, and whispered to himself: “I have always been curious, how did Ke Wei escape from our heavily guarded spacecraft?”

The man fiddled with his hair and said softly: “Everything he knew was recruited. As early as three months ago, he was damned. But he didn’t expect the twists and turns, he escaped and hid again, let us It took another three months to find him again.”

“I thought for a long time and couldn’t find the slightest clue. But after thinking about it, probably only you have enough reason to let him go…”

“Lan, I’m very curious, how did you know?”

Ke Wei returned to Capital Star at 7 o’clock in the morning. He was tired from the tossing of the day and night. He was lying in bed trying to make up for a sleep, but couldn’t sleep at all. Staying up all night made his throat dry and sore.

He got up and wanted to pick up a glass of water. When he turned his head, he looked at the picture of Mrs. Jasmine quietly placed in the wooden box beside the bed, making him feel like a throat.

At this moment, Ke Wei was stunned in the deserted hotel room, thinking of Zhong Yue deeply.

He missed those days with Zhong Yue.

Ke Wei doesn’t like desserts, but there is one exception-cold orchid nectar. Because the work intensity is too high, it is common to not be able to sleep for several nights when I am busy.

When Ke Wei stayed up late, his throat would be very painful and his voice would become slightly hoarse, but this was only a small detail. If you didn’t observe it carefully, you wouldn’t find it at all. Ke Wei didn’t feel so squeamish that he would complain when his throat hurts. So for a long time, none of his colleagues had noticed the characteristics of his body.

Zhong Yue was the first to find out. After Ke Wei said that this was a trivial matter and did not require special attention, he still did not want to give up and thought of many ways. After repeated attempts, Zhong Yue found that as long as he mixed a little nectar with warm water and let Ke Wei drink it slowly, it would have an immediate soothing effect, and Ke Wei’s throat would not be so painful.

But Ke Wei has always disliked sweet things, and he didn’t like high-sugar nectar, except for one of them-cold nectar, which has a clear and bitter taste, which is a kind of taste he likes very much.

It suddenly occurred to him that once, they saw a beautiful wild cold orchid on a planet with a mild climate and a habitable climate.

In order for Zhong Yue to drink the nectar of wild cold orchids, the marshal of a country put on mechas imposingly and bravely stabbed him with a beehive.

In the end, he really got a lot of wild nectar back for him. Zhong Yue made him a bowl of very sweet honey tea, then held him and fed him a little bit.

In fact, there was too much honey and it was a bit too sweet, but Ke Wei drank all of it. He leaned against Zhong Yue’s arms and said to him, this is the best cold orchid nectar I have ever drunk.

Zhong Yue was very happy to hear that, and told him, I haven’t tasted the taste of this nectar yet.

Then Zhong Yue kissed it down.

Later, the nectar that could not be finished was stored by Zhong Yue carefully and brought back to their spacecraft.

During the war, there were often military aircraft meetings held overnight. When Ke Wei needed to stay up late, Zhong Yue never forgot to give Ke Wei a cup of honey, no matter what he was busy.

Ke Wei was hiding under the quilt alone. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to drink a glass of cold orchid nectar water.

What interrupted his nostalgia was a soft sound from his personal terminal.

Ke Wei clicked on, and a message that was not displayed by the sender jumped onto the display screen projected above the personal terminal.

“One hour later, 391, B32 Street, East District.”

Thirty seconds after the information was displayed, the information on the screen turned into a lifelike manzhushahua. The red petals withered in the air and disappeared quickly.

Looking down again, the endless news has disappeared from Ke Wei’s inbox.

Ke Wei let out a breath in his chest and clenched his fists.

This is a message from the Pope to him.

If there is one person in this world who can make Ke Wei chill and feel the utter fear from the bottom of his heart-it is the Pope.

After more than ten years of getting along, Ke Wei had never understood the pope, but the pope had told him that Ke Wei was the person who knew him best in the world.

When the contradiction between the Holy See and the army reached an irreconcilable level, and when the human civil war was about to break out, Ke Wei returned to the Holy See from the army overnight. He wanted to have a good talk with the Pope.

Ke Wei never gave up, persuading the Pope and Zhong Yue to step back and jointly establish a stable political system. Although human civil war is inevitable, at this time, human beings weaken their own strength and fight incessantly, which will bring opportunities for the expansion of the Zerg, and let hundreds of millions of innocent people die.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that the pope seemed to have completely lost his trust in him, completely refused to communicate and communicate, and directly restricted his actions and forced him into dormancy.

It’s already ten years since I wake up again.

He understood that he was able to wake up, it was the Pope’s instruction. The information that was within his reach was so strange when Ke Wei recalled it later.

It’s just that Ke Wei was too emotional at the time and had no chance to analyze it rationally. He just wanted to rush out to see Zhong Yue and ask him what happened over the years? Why did they betray their vows and go to marry Mrs. Jasmine?

He opened up Zhong Yue’s communication, and every second of waiting made him extremely tortured. At the moment when he finally picked it up, Zhong Yue’s cold and unfamiliar appearance made him feel like a knife. He only hurriedly set the agreed place and hurried over.

He was in the Holy See and was intercepted by the Pope.

If the Pope really didn’t want him to go out, he would definitely be able to stop him-Ke Wei was alone, the Holy See’s guards were heavily armed, and Ke Wei threatened his death before the Pope let him go.

But Ke Wei later recalled that perhaps at that time, the pope was just delaying time.

Because when he arrived at the appointed place, only Zhong Yue’s cold body was waiting for him.

That was the darkest day in Ke Wei’s life.

Ke Wei stopped hurriedly walking in the street.

Even if you live again, even if the current Zhong is safe and sound…

But Zhong Yue’s pupils spread, and the appearance of lying on the icy ground still appeared in every midnight dream back of Ke Wei.

Zhong Yue, Zhong Yue, Zhong Yue…

Ke Weihun thought that he didn’t have time to love him, how could he hurt him?

When former colleagues and friends raised up arms to surround him, identified him as the murderer of the Marshal, and asked him to surrender Zhong Yue’s body…

Ke Wei collapsed completely.

He didn’t remember what he did, only remember that Jin Ran gave him a slap to wake him up, and then Jin Ran stood in front of him and told him to go first.

Holding Zhong Yue’s body without letting go, Ke Weidie fleeed from the encirclement and annihilation of his former colleagues in the airship.

Ke Wei leaned on the wall, almost unable to stand his body, slipping softly to the ground.

The fear of betrayal and loss of love was carved in the deepest part of his soul. When he was born again, he was not separated from his soul for a moment.

After breathing for a long time, Ke Weicai wiped out a cold sweat. He forced himself to calm down, because he wanted to see the pope with his usual face.

In this life, no matter how deeply he fears the Pope, he must keep in touch with the Pope and always speculate about his intentions and thoughts.

He never allowed to put Zhong Yue in a dangerous place again.

He will return his perception to the real world, and look at the scene in front of him.

Abandoned factories, open locks at the door, high walls, and mottled walls.

“B32 Street, No. 391” was engraved on the rusty house plate.

It turns out he has arrived.