I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

135 I Don’t Understand What You’re Talking About

Du Yue also took off her mask and shook her head slightly. “No, you might have misunderstood. I said you’re mine, but it’s not the same as what you think. We’ve been together for so long, and we’ve been fighting side by side too. We can be considered friends who have gone through thick and thin together. When they insulted you, I said you were my man to help you out.”

He Xing nodded and said, “I know what you mean. But I still want to tell you that while we can be considered friends who have gone through thick and thin together, I don’t just want to be friends with you.”

Du Yue was someone who had lived two lives. She had a vague guess about He Xing’s words, but she was not sure. She let out a soft breath and looked at He Xing quietly. “I don’t quite understand what you mean,” she said.

“What I mean is, I like you very much. Are you willing to be with me?”

Du Yue was speechless. Even though she had a vague premonition about it, her heart still palpitated when He Xing said the words out loud.

Du Yue had to admit that He Xing was the type of person she liked and admired, be it in terms of appearance, ability, or character. The two of them were very relaxed and happy when they were with each other. Moreover, he knew his limits and always appeared in time when Du Yue needed help. He would not interfere too much in her affairs either.

In terms of individual ability, He Xing was not inferior to her. He was good at fighting, accurate at shooting, and knew all kinds of modifications. He also had some high-tech equipment at home that Du Yue had never seen before. Du Yue did not like to deal with the officials of the base, but He Xing had been invited to work for the base, so he was the first to know a lot of news. Both of them were carnivores. They would not mistreat themselves, but they would not waste anything either.

No matter what, the two of them seemed to be quite compatible. Du Yue was still deep in thought when He Xing spoke again, “Du Yue, I’d like to introduce myself to you. I’m He Xing, and I’m 32 years old this year.”

Du Yue was shocked. “You’re already 32?”

He Xing’s eyes were pure when he was not angry, and his skin was very good. He did not look like he was 32 years old at all. Even if he said that he was 23 years old, Du Yue would not have the slightest doubt.

However, on second thought, He Xing’s ability to deal with people, as well as the upright and steady temperament he exuded at critical moments, did match his age. Seeing Du Yue’s shocked expression, He Xing quickly explained, “I’m 32 years old, but I’m still young! In the galaxy, people who have evolved can live to about 200 years old. I’m better than the average interstellar person who has evolved, so living to 300 years old shouldn’t be a problem.”

Du Yue touched her forehead and tested He Xing’s temperature. “Am I the one with a fever, or are you? Why don’t I understand what you’re saying?”

He Xing could not help but burst out laughing when he saw Du Yue frowning and pursing her lips subconsciously. After he had a good laugh, he straightened his expression and explained, “You don’t have a fever, and my body temperature is normal. I wasn’t clear enough just now. I’m from the galaxy, and I’m a weapons merchant. I sold weapons on various planets. I don’t know what happened to the ship during time travel, but I fell onto your planet. The day we first met was the day I landed on this planet.

“It was morning when I came, and I noticed that the sunlight on your planet was a little off, so I found a shady place to hide until nighttime. I have an interspace. It can only be used to store weapons, so there’s no food or water. At night, I saw many people setting up stalls near your community, so I wanted to sell some weapons for some food and drinks.

“I waited for a long time, but you were the only one who noticed me.”

As Du Yue listened to He Xing’s explanation of his background, she also recalled the scene back then. It had not been long since then, only a year or so. As she looked into He Xing’s eyes, Du Yue even had the feeling that only a few days had passed since the first time they met. Otherwise, how could the scene from that day, including He Xing’s dressing and expression, be so clear in her mind?

“What I’m saying might be hard for you to accept, but I can prove it to you.” He Xing raised his hand as he spoke. He had taken off his gloves earlier, and there was nothing on his dry and slightly rough palm. However, in an instant, a silver pistol appeared in his palm out of thin air. “No matter what weapon you want, I can find it for you.” After He Xing finished speaking, he placed the pistol on the table and took out a submachine gun.