Zhuang Yan didn't even say goodbye, holding his forehead and frowning and thinking about Richelieu's words over and over again, his mind fell into it, and his imagination couldn't be pulled like a wild horse: if the internal contradictions between the classes are really solved, human beings will be like a clenched fist, becoming a meteor that breaks through the sky, breaking through one technical barrier after another, overcoming one century after another of problems, once space colonization matures, this brilliant expansion will be out of control, the population crisis on the earth will be controlled, and the minerals and energy in space will solve the resource crisis, Heavy industry was relocated to the orbital satellite city, and the desertified planet returned to green. Under the joint governance without borders, there is no longer cultural imprisonment, there is no longer the restriction of speech, art and culture have ushered in a blowout development, science and thinking are in full bloom, and it is a magnificent picture that is more free and gorgeous than watercolor painting by primary school students.

If the contradictions between the human class were really controlled in a state of equilibrium as they were to maintain controlled nuclear fusion, then he and Wei Xu would not have grudges like the sea, nor would there be hatred to drive terrorist attacks, let alone conflicts to promote border friction, and the process of developing space would not be as bloody as it is today.

Eliminating internal deceit is evolution.

But do angels who solve internal contradictions really exist? Will war really go away with the intervention of angels?

Or is that just an allegory?

Like a beautiful fan, Richelieu sketched a beautiful and charming mirage to show him, and then disappeared with all his spare time for thought and reverie.

"Words!" VV nudged him and looked at him in annoyance: "What are you doing in a daze, ignore me!" You're thinking about Richelieu, aren't you? ”

Zhuang Yan came back to his senses, didn't think about it, and flatly denied it: "Who misses her?" How could you think of her, female neurotic, she almost slashed me with a knife, have you ever seen her preach with a saber like this? ”

VV bared his little tiger teeth and pinched the tense skin of Zhuang Yanban's face: "Liar, the more a man babbles, the more suspicious it becomes." No matter what she says, she is a goddess, you just miss her, you pervert. ”

"Nope."

"Ouch, so cold! If you say more, you'll die, you don't like me anymore! ”

Zhuang Yan couldn't resist it, and hurriedly dragged the menu to transfer the battlefield: "I just want a beef and vegetable soup and pipe noodles, what do you eat?" ”

VV immediately clapped her hands and shouted softly: "Oh, oh, I want yogurt fruit salad, and crème brûlée, turn the page," she shook Zhuang Yan's arm and begged him to turn the page, looking intently at the pictures on the menu, and suddenly pressed the menu happily, poked her fingers and said, "I want duck breast with Sicilian orange sauce." ”

Zhuang Yan was sweating profusely and asked her, "Can you eat so much?" ”

VV proudly rang the bell and called the waiter, while smiling and poking him: "You care about me, you go on." I still want to. Looking at him and saying "I still want it", he stretched out his fragrant tongue and scratched his lips, which frightened Zhuang Yan Xiaolu into a mess, sat down honestly and obediently, and then flipped through the menu.

VV leaned over and looked at it for a while, then suddenly pressed the menu, lowered his head and asked, "How about garlic salmon?" The delicate silver hair rubbed on Zhuang Yan's face, cold and fragrant, smooth like flower petals. This made him feel agitated, and he couldn't help but quietly reach out and tentatively rest on VV's shaved shoulder. VV trembled, but without resisting, Zhuang Yan grabbed her shoulders hard, rested his face on her head and replied, "The fish in the base are not fresh. ”

She flipped a few pages, and the waiter had already arrived, and when she saw that the girl in the dim light was actually Major Vittorio, she held on to the wall, as if she could not accept the reality of her dream lover being embraced by a man. VV turned his head to see the waiter's monster-like expression, and smiled, "Come here, I want to eat shrimp risotto." Then I took the menu and pointed out what I wanted to eat.

The waiter couldn't write a word, and he made a series of typos in the notebook, and then left in despair.

Then VV played with Zhuang Yan's tie and asked mischievously, "Are you still working at night?" I'm afraid of the dark, you come..."

Before he finished speaking, the gold-handled war knife rested on the table with a "dang long", Richelieu walked to the opposite side with a fluttering ribbon, pulled out a chair and sat down gently, put the blonde hair behind his ears, looked apologetically at VV with round red eyes, and pretended to be arrogant: "Leave me alone, you continue, don't restrain yourself." The restaurant was full at this time, so I ate a little and left. ”

As he spoke, Richelieu innocently rang the bell and called the waiter.

VV was so angry that he stood up and looked around the restaurant, and found that Zhente was overcrowded, so he was embarrassed to give an eviction order, frowned and sat down with his skirt on his face, and saw Richelieu's long legs stacked under the table through the transparent glass table, and was so jealous that he wanted to eat a big meal to relieve his anger, and turned his head to see the waiter flying over, snorted, looked at the waiter and lost his temper and said, "Another chocolate mousse, a tiramisu, a large glass of vanilla ice cream and a plate of strawberry muffins." Then he stared at the stunned Richelieu and said coldly, "I make you regret sitting here." ”

The waiter came over to remember the name of the dish, and suddenly saw that Justice and Glory Richelieu was also at this table, and immediately wanted to turn on the light to see clearly who the man inside was, and this curiosity was already burning and could not be restrained, so he kept walking forward, and even accidentally knocked down the golden-handled war knife that Richelieu was resting on the table.

The war knife slipped and fell to the ground, showing a three-inch snow blade, startling the waiter. Richelieu bent down to pick up the knife, returned it to the sheath and said softly, "It's okay. Put the knife in another place, looked down at the menu, hung the gold wire hanging on his face behind his ear, reluctantly flipped through the menu for a long time, closed his eyes and endured a vegetable and corn salad, and then made up his mind to close the menu, and whispered weakly and unwillingly: "Just ...... That's it. "Push the menu open hard, not daring to look at it again, lest I lose my restraint.

VV gloated, gently and coquettishly looked at Richelieu, who was at war between heaven and man, and tilted his head and persuaded cordially: "Eat more, otherwise you will be hungry at night." ”

Richelieu immediately faltered, his eyes stopped on the menu and couldn't take his eyes off, clutching his left elbow, biting his lip, his beautiful eyes flashing, I don't know how many times his liver and intestines have been broken. Finally, he didn't look at it, his eyelashes fluttered, and he whispered to the waiter: "That's all." You go! ”

Even Zhuang Yan couldn't bear it, and closed his eyes compassionately.

After a few hours of serving, the waiters came one after another, all kinds of delicacies were placed on a table, fragrant and delicious, VV took a sip of crème brûlée, Qiu Bo swirled on Richelieu's face, seeing that she actually showed Lin Daiyu's expression, frowning and quietly watching herself eat, even VV himself was distressed.

Then for the first time, Mistress Vittorio extended an olive branch to Richelieu: "It's okay if you don't eat carbohydrates, eat some protein." It won't turn into fat. ”

Richelieu firmly refused: "Hmph, don't try to bewitch me." ”

Then, under the envious gaze of Richelieu, VV swept the soft and greasy desserts one by one, and ate them quickly in small bites, allowing Zhuang Yan to see the gluttonous side of a gourmet. Richelieu was more like a pins and needles, looking around and waiting, fidgeting as if the devil was sealed in his body.

When VV was digging ice cream and eating, Sister Li opened her mouth and looked stunned, as if she was distracted, as if she had settled down, and she couldn't wait to remember the long-lost sweetness in her dreams. The last time she ate ice cream on a diet was a year ago.

Then the waiter quickly brought Richelieu's corn and vegetable salad. He asked distressedly: "Lord Richelieu, today there is the signature dish Italian sausage with mushroom meat sauce, which is being served at a special price." ”

He was afraid that Richelieu would go hungry when he ate so much.

Unexpectedly, kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and Richelieu closed his eyes and shouted: "I don't listen, I don't listen!" There you go! There you go! He pushed the waiter away with both hands, then brushed his middle finger through his blonde hair, and lowered his head to pick vegetables to eat.

VV comforted the waiter: "Don't look for trouble. She eats your sausages and comes home to weigh it, and if you get fat, she hates you for the rest of her life. ”

Richelieu hurriedly raised his head and did not admit it: "How can there be!" Swallowing the cauliflower hard, wiping his lips with a napkin in both hands, he looked at the waiter and said, "She is talking nonsense, that's not true." Go ahead and leave me alone. ”

The waiter scrolled "She ate your sausage" with his head full of scrolls, and walked away in despair.