Chapter 475
Chapter 475
Chapter 475: Chapter 74 Our Agreement (Added for League Master Summer Solstice sam!)_5 Chapter 475: Chapter 74 Our Agreement (Added for League Master Summer Solstice sam!)_5 “Senior Lin Xian—happy birthday!”
The delicate voice echoed in the empty training room, clear and resonant.
Lin Xian paused for a moment.
He raised his wrist and looked at his digital watch...
March 20, 2024, 00:01
It turned out...
Today was his birthday.
With the busy training and the unsolved puzzles in his mind, plus the fact that boys generally don’t like celebrating birthdays, he hadn’t really celebrated for many years.
He had completely forgotten about it.
...
Not to mention this year; he had totally forgotten last year as well.
Men his age, especially those who have entered the workforce and are busy, often forget their birthdays without realizing it.
Even if he happened to remember it was today, he would just say “Oh,” and then there wouldn’t be anything special.
What surprised Lin Xian even more was...
Why did Chu Anqing remember his birthday?
“Thank you.”
Lin Xian first smiled and then asked,
“How do you know my birthday?”
“Hehe, you told me yourself last year!
It was in the police station!
The time I brought you food!”
Oh~~
Lin Xian remembered.
It was that time.
No wonder he couldn’t remember.
At that time, Chu Anqing was eagerly thinking about celebrating his and Ji Lin’s birthdays and had specifically asked both men for their dates.
And himself and Ji Lin at the time...
Were probably internally calculating each other’s death anniversaries.
“Still, thank you for remembering,” Lin Xian said with a smile as he took the cake.
“Of course~”
Chu Anqing patted her chest proudly,
“Didn’t we make a promise back then?
[From now on, we’ll give each other gifts on our birthdays!
We’ll keep doing it until the very last birthday of our lives!]”
“Hehe, since it’s a promise, of course I have to keep it!”@@@@
“That’s the truth.
You’ve really improved a lot, I remember last year when you brought me food to the police station, the only things you were in charge of in the kitchen were washing vegetables and carrying dishes, but now you can even make a cake.”
“Oh my~ I have to slowly become more virtuous!
Chu Anqing, elated from the praise, smiled, her eyes curving into crescents:
“As long as you’re happy, that’s good!
Because...
I’ve felt that you’ve seemed very troubled recently...
Not exactly that feeling, more like you’re weighed down with worries.
I obviously know that everyone is nervous about going to space, but seeing you frown and look pained every day, I just...
I wanted to do something for you.”
Chu Anqing bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind, and looked up:
“Senior Lin Xian, do you have something on your mind?”
Lin Xian nodded noncommittally.
Indeed.
Lately, he had been thinking about what to write on that small piece of paper that could deceive the whole world yet be understood by himself and trigger the revelation between dream and reality...
It was making his head spin.
This problem was really too difficult.
Just too difficult.
Chu Anqing looked at Lin Xian:
“My dad once told me...
said that all of you are smart people, too smart, so the things you think about are beyond what someone like me could understand or figure out.”
“But, he also told me that the smarter the person, the more likely they are to overcomplicate simple issues, become embroiled in contradictions, and think so comprehensively that they become hesitant and take detours ...
In such cases, it’s the people who aren’t as clever, who have a one-track mind and can only see the surface of problems without grasping the essence, that are more likely to find the answers.”
“That’s a quote from a science fiction novel, ‘Ball Lightning,’ that my dad likes a lot.
He was reading that book when he told me this, and he said—”
“Most of the time we can’t find the answer to a problem not because we’re not thinking complexly enough, but because we’re not thinking simply enough.”
“So...
Senior Lin Xian.”
Chu Anqing gave a slight smile:
“I’m one of those not-so-smart people, who think simply about things, and can’t see the essence of problems.”
“If you’re thinking about a very [complex] problem and can’t figure it out...”
Her eyes twinkled, and the incandescent light of the training room shimmered in her pupils:
“Would you like to hear a...
[simple] answer?”
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