Yanqing, who had lived for two hundred years, died.
The mission failed, crashed in space, and was taken home as a seriously injured person by the chief human scientist Yun Jin.
The beautiful scientist pressed her down on the hospital bed and brushed the bleeding bandage with his fingertips: "The heartbeat is abnormal, Miss Yan."
In the night of disinfectant water, Yan Qing bit her earlobe with a smile: "No one has dared to give me such a thorough physical examination in many years... Dr. Yun, continue?"
Until she saw the red mark behind Yun Jin's ear——
The epitaph she carved on her lover's bones with her own hands two hundred years ago.
On the night when the new plan was launched, Yun Jin smashed the laboratory: "I bet my life to end the apocalypse, but I slept with the person who started the apocalypse?!"
When he returned, Yanqing's broken arm was hanging in the sea of stars. There was still blood on the spacesuit on the ground, and a note read:
Necessary sacrifices are worthy of praise, Jin. Perhaps I will know if emotion is the only way to break the chains of the soul.
Yun Jin put on that bloody spacesuit and broadcast to the world:
"Either you crawl back on your own—
Either I blow up the high-dimensional passage and let the entire sea of stars bury us together. "
Mission: No matter what difficulties and challenges we face, never give up on light and love