Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

Seeing that Nian Lun had been silent, Grace came up and tugged at his sleeve.

However, Nian Lun always felt something cold rubbing against his arm, and he didn't know what was going on.

"It's okay, I'll play one you like."

In order to avoid any strange plot, Nian Lun calmed himself down and sang "The Imperial March" from Star Wars to Grayxiu.

The exclusive BGM for Sir Alex Ferguson felt more and more strange the more I played it, so Nian Lun raised the pitch a bit and played a funny version. I didn't know whether I should whistle to go with it.

The whole song is half serious and half funny.

For now, she finished playing, and Grace just happened to stop writing.

"Is the painting done?"

"Ah."

Grace nodded and turned the tablet to face Nian Lun.

Nian Lun above is smiling and his fingers are flying on the piano.

To be honest, Grayxiu's painting skills are really quite good, and Nian Lun feels that he has received the highest treatment in his life.

“Awesome, that’s exactly me!”

"Is this you?"

"Yeah...but bragging about myself from the side might be a little cooler."

While praising Gretsch's painting skills, Nian Lun asked curiously, "By the way, Gretsch, where did you get those lightsabers?"

"I don't know either. I've been in the room the whole time." Grace shook her head, but quickly came forward and handed over her own sword. "If you still want one, I'll give you mine too."

"No, no... I'm just asking out of curiosity."

Nian Lun was not unhappy.

But asking for a lightsaber was useless, but that was something Gray Shu almost forced on him... Although he had some interest before regaining his memory, now he knows there is no need for it. It's enough to satisfy his craving once or twice.

Grayshu didn't say anything. She circled her fingers around the handle of her lightsaber twice and said, "It's just that I have someone to play with. I'm very happy."

Nian Lun was stunned. He didn't expect her to suddenly say such a thing.

Grace's expression remained unchanged, and today it seemed even more serious than usual. Nian Lun couldn't help but chuckle, "Just be happy. If you're really bored, come and play with me, that's fine."

"Isn't it okay to play?"

"...As for being a model, that's fine as long as I'm free." Nian Lun nodded in response.

The reason I was so reluctant before was because I had no relevant memories, and I had just started stargazing and moonlighting and needed to keep my work stable.

But now it’s completely different. For the people he didn’t take good care of before, Nian Lun feels that this level is no problem.

"Ah."

Grace nodded expressionlessly and said nothing more.

Nian Lun simply stopped playing the piano and turned around to ask, "Is there anything bothering you?"

"Well... yes." Gretchen raised her head and looked into Nian Lun's eyes and said, "I will always miss you."

"Oh, you missed me. Missing me very much is likely to mean..."

Nian Lun initially thought he was feeling unwell or something, and wanted to analyze what the illness might be, but as the words reached his lips, he felt strange.

"Ah, you missed me? Did I hear it wrong..."

"Yeah, I really want to see you. I think I didn't say the wrong thing."

Grace looked at Nian Lun with pure and flawless eyes: "Nian Lun, I always miss you when you are not around. I feel much better after seeing you, but I still feel blocked in my heart, a little uncomfortable..."

"Uh... no..."

Nian Lun really didn't know how to explain to Graceau. These confession-like words were really a bit unfair.

But only then was he able to look Grayshu in the eye. After all, she was no longer the little girl she used to be. She was now a graceful and elegant young lady.

Nian Lun said earnestly, "Maybe you just don't usually interact with men, so meeting me now might be a novelty. Don't overthink it. It's normal to want to find someone to play games with. I'm always welcome~!"

"Oh. Is that so?" Grace's eyes wandered.

After all, she felt that the situation Nian Lun described did not fit her own ideas.

Because she obviously missed him a lot before.

"That's probably the case, but I can play with you for a while. What do you want to play?" Nian Lun changed the subject for the time being. She could talk about Grace and her memories later. After all, she looked a little confused right now.

Gretchen shook her head. "It's okay. I just want to draw you playing the piano."

"Okay then. But today is just practice, so feel free to interrupt me if you have anything to say."

Grace nodded thoughtfully.

Nian Lun didn't waste too much time and thought about the song for a while before playing "Girl with Wings".

After all, the girl next door has grown up, which is still worth commemorating.

...

Grace's fingers gripped the paintbrush as she continued painting on the tablet.

There should be a little girl listening quietly beside Nian Lun who is happily playing the piano.

I don’t remember when it was, my parents loved me very much, but they were very busy.

When he often stayed at Grandma Mebius's laboratory, he was the only one who kept him company.

But Grace felt it was strange. They should have first met not long ago. Why did she feel like she had seen him as a child?

After saving the painting, Graceau erased her childhood self and painted her present self instead.

The blue-haired girl held a digital tablet and a paintbrush in her hands, looking at the young man playing the piano with a confused look on her face.

Grace's fingers slid across the screen. Recently, almost all of the paintings were based on Nian Lun. They seemed to be stories that she had seen with her own eyes but could not remember.

Music played in the piano room, and Gracie swayed her legs to the music.

The last thing she found was the picture that Grace had left on Nian Lun's shirt when they met again.

I remember that time I was sitting in an empty spaceship, and the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther. In the end, he was like a hero, holding the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire and slashing at all the enemies, saving everything.

perhaps……

From that time on, there was someone living in her heart.

...

Chapter 87 Dye it with my color

Pre-era - Mobius Laboratory - Before the Third Collapse

"Comrade Gretchen, what should we eat tonight?"

Gray tilted her little head and looked at the only young man who was willing to sit down and talk to her in confusion.

"Dr. Lun... why do you call me comrade?"

"Because everyone in the Fire Moth is fighting for the same goal, that's why we're called comrades? You don't like it?"

Lun was wearing a white coat and looking at the little guest in the laboratory with a smile.

Grace shook her head, not quite understanding.

"So from today on, little Grace is also a lesbian! So you must abide by our five vows: 1. Don't go to school hungry. 2. Dry your clothes in the sun when the weather is nice. 3. Watch out for oncoming traffic when crossing the street. 4. Don't rely on others for support. 5. Don't play barefoot on the ground."

"Be quiet. What are you yelling about?"

Lun loudly announced to the laboratory, but was directly warned by Mebius.

Mebius was already unhappy about being a hands-off boss, and now this was disrupting his thoughts.

"Aunt Mobius, please don't be angry."

"Who are you calling auntie?"

Lun directly grabbed Grace's hand and ran to the next room, avoiding Mebius's anger.

Gretsch hadn't answered before, so he continued to ask: "So, Comrade Gretsch, what should we eat tonight? Uncle will treat you to something delicious."

Grace shook her head, indicating she couldn't make a decision, but she said firmly, "I don't know what to eat...but Mom and Dad said Dr. Lun is very young, so if we can't call him Dr., we should call him Brother."

"Thank you so much! I thought I was an old-fashioned person who couldn't keep up with the times." Lun didn't expect that he had suddenly become ten years younger. His mood suddenly brightened. "Well, how about curry? When you don't know what to eat, curry is the best!"

"Curry, I like it...!"

"Oh? You're also a Curry Alien. So, does Miss Grace like spicy or sweet food?"

“Both spicy and sweet are delicious.”

Grace realized that she had lost her composure and her face turned slightly red.

"Is that so? Let's go! Let my amazing chef, Master Lun, show you his skills."

After saying that, he pushed Gray Xiu towards the kitchen.

But he seemed to have forgotten his physical condition that was not well tolerated by the machines. Soon, bursts of black smoke came from the kitchen, and two people ran out of the kitchen coughing.

"Sorry, sorry... When I was staying at Hua's house, I only knew how to use charcoal fire. Today's high technology is really difficult to learn."

With tears in their eyes from choking on the smoke, the two men, one big and one small, looked at each other and smiled.

Grace shook her head, because she was actually very happy.

Nian Lun took Grace outside - a fire was lit on the lawn outside the Mobius laboratory, and a pot was set up, and the curry was soon ready.

"Big brother, are you a doctor of culinary research?" Gray modified the conversation, with stars in her eyes.

"That's not the case. I'm fortunate to have received guidance from an expert to achieve this level of skill." Lun said seriously.

"Tall...man?"

"That was a top-notch chef, Liu Oxing, nicknamed Little Chef." Lun said this with a touch of nostalgia, eager to show off his skills right now. "For example, the steamed buns the size of a table, the moving fried shrimp, and so on."

Grace watched Dr. Lun talking incessantly and enjoyed herself.

He took out his paintbrush and paper and drew the older brother in the white coat.

What color should he be?

black.

Black represents mystery, which is very similar to him. Because he is obviously a big shot in the organization, but he came to have dinner with him.

But he... is also white.

He doesn't act like an adult when talking to himself. He is a simple and pure person.

He's also... orange.

The more colors there are, the better the final picture will be...

Well.

But it does look strange, after all, it is impossible for a person to have so many colors on his body.

But he does have so many colors.

what should I do?

"Uh, is this me?"

When Grace finally showed the painting to Lun, Lun accepted it in confusion.

"I just wanted to paint what was in my mind... I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

But the various colors painted on it made him laugh happily, "Hahaha... Thank you so much, I didn't know I had so many colors."

Lun laughed more and more wildly until Grayxiu, who was standing behind him, puffed up her cheeks and hit his head, and he finally stopped.

"Hehe, is painting interesting?" Lun pointed to the backpack on the side, which was filled with various painting tools.