Chapter 500 Circus
Yun Zhao walked along the lakeside, his footsteps landing on the wooden steps, stepping into his own private circus.
The vermilion iron gate swayed gently in the breeze, its hinges making a pleasant, soft sound.
It's very big inside.
Colorful flags fluttered in the wind at the entrance, and a dozen red and white striped tents stretched out under the clear sky.
The floor of the central performance area was covered with fine, silky white sand, and the edges of the huge circular stage were inlaid with luminous silver lines, outlining the entire space as clearly as a dream.
The red velvet seats in the audience area were neatly arranged, looking brand new as if they had just been unpacked.
The handrails gleamed like mirrors, reflecting the empty stage.
There was no audience, and no music.
Like a meticulously preserved specimen, every detail is breathtakingly perfect, yet its emptiness is unsettling.
Yun Zhao wandered around for a while.
I don't quite understand the purpose of the circus.
Castles and amusement parks are at least places to live and play, but circuses have no living creatures, which means there are no performances.
She had no memory of this place.
This suggests that she didn't particularly like empty circuses when she was a child and rarely came to play.
Its overly simplistic nature makes it seem rather strange.
Before Yun Zhao could figure it out, a noise suddenly came from the room.
...
Xie Tu worked until 11 o'clock and finally finished writing the entire report.
He slowed his pace as he entered the room.
A bedside lamp was on in the room, emitting a soft, dim yellow light that cast a warm halo around the corner of the wall.
Yun Zhao lay on her side on the bed, her flushed cheeks from drinking had returned to their fair color.
Half of her face was sunken into the pillow, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, trembling slightly with her breath, and her chest rising and falling gently with them.
Xie Tu leaned down, gently brushed away the stray hairs beside her cheek, and looked down to see her 'pajamas' peeking out.
She wore a white short-sleeved shirt with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone, and the wide sleeves draped over her slender arms.
—That was his short-sleeved shirt.
Xie Tu's eyes were dark, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt as if a feather had tickled his heart, making him feel both tingly and numb.
He felt he should take a cold shower.
Training starts tomorrow, and there's a meeting in the inner city. There's a ton of stuff to do, so I can't let her get up.
Xie Tu had just stood up when a hand grabbed the hem of his shirt at the back of his waist.
Yun Zhao woke up at some point.
She lay in bed, her eyes clear, not like someone who had just woken up.
"I just entered the spiritual realm to take a look."
Yun Zhao held onto his clothes tightly, and said softly, "The addition of the circus is very abrupt."
"I think it might be related to my father."
In the place where she grew up, there was a circus that served no purpose.
Xiao Yunzhao has no need for that place at all.
Why did Yun Jue create such a scene back then?
Yun Zhao wasn't very familiar with products from the old era, so she looked up at him and asked, "What exactly does a circus do? Do you want to help me analyze it?"
Her words, upon reaching Xie Tu's ears, instantly stirred up his heart.
Is she inviting him to a spiritual connection?
Perhaps that's not what she meant. But her words were like hooks, drawing his thoughts uncontrollably away.
His self-control, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as thin ice in spring, and it crumbled before her.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yun Zhao was about to describe the scene of the circus to him.
The next moment, she felt a tightness around her waist.
Xie Tu was already in bed, leaning over her head and hovering over her head.
His eyes darkened slightly, his long, slender fingers brushing against her earlobe, carrying an unusual warmth. Shamelessly, he whispered in her ear, "Hmm, I'll help you analyze it after I'm done." The meeting is in the afternoon; she should be able to get up.
Yun Zhao's breath hitched slightly.
What to do? Provide psychological counseling or...?
Xie Tu's aura had already enveloped them, like a mist suddenly rising from the edge of a forest, clear and irresistible.
Their spiritual energies intertwined as they exchanged breaths.
Like two streams merging into the same river, they are indistinguishable.
At the moment of contact, the spiritual realms are like two nebulae that attract each other, merging together without any hesitation.
At the edge of the forest, it connects once again to that vast region.
Vines creep in from the edges, climbing the carousel pillars, their branches entwining the ropes of the high-altitude swing. The dampness of the forest mingled with the sweet scent of candy, creating a strange aroma that belonged only to the two of them.
It's not an invasion, but a resonance.
There was no rejection, no resistance, only an almost fateful harmony.
The tranquility of the circus is permeated by the vitality of the forest, and the depth of the forest is illuminated by the splendor of the castle.
The carousel in the amusement park began to turn silently, and the spots of light cast by the colored lights overlapped with the moonlight filtering through the forest, drawing flowing patterns on the ground.
The lingering effects didn't dissipate all night...
*
A clear morning in the mountains after the rain.
A sliver of light peeked through the misty sky, and the wind rustled through the lush trees, causing their shadows to sway.
Xie Tu entered the dressing room shirtless, his physique smooth and lean, with taut abdominal muscles as he walked.
He casually picked out a piece of clothing, put it on, and went to the bathroom to quickly tidy himself up.
The person in the bed was sleeping soundly.
Xie Tu didn't wake her and quietly left the house.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and a layer of fine dew clung to the ground, leaving clear wet marks when boots stepped over it.
Team Zero's training usually starts at 8:00 AM.
It's only seven o'clock now. At this time of day, the training ground is usually deserted.
Xie Tu came up along the path.
But then I saw a busy figure at training ground number 2.
A huge robot stood in the center of the field, its metal shell reflecting a cold light in the morning sun.
Qi Ling had her back to him and was operating the remote control in her hand.
The robot then emitted a low hum, its mechanical arm slowly rose, and the joints made a slight grinding sound as it moved slowly in the center of the field.
Qi Ling followed the robot as it ran around the field, then turned around and spotted Xie Tu.
Good morning, Captain!
Xie Tu glanced at the robots walking around the field and nodded slightly: "I'll go to the inner city for a meeting first. When they come over, let everyone do some warm-up exercises first."
Qi Ling replied, "Okay."
Xie Tu drove into the inner city.
He went to the operations building to submit his mission report and, incidentally, to participate in a small internal meeting about contaminated zone 344.
The extent of the contamination was unexpected.
The gatekeeper was actually the entire city.
—If the gatekeeper cannot be killed, how can the combat team members involved survive?
This warrants serious discussion.
This meeting was just an internal discussion based on the report and was not a formal meeting.
After all, there are also sentries from the Dawn Base involved. Once the report from there comes out, the two bases will conduct a formal analysis based on the mission's movement trajectory.
Minister Duan entered the conference room carrying the documents, and after looking around, he saw only one person.
Where is Yun Zhao?
Xie Tu replied without changing his expression, "I'm resting at home."
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