Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

Yan Suiliang sighed, "The children around me are all stuck with me in the countryside of Dingpanxing. They haven't seen anything in the world, and haven't experienced any risks. The responsibility is not on them, and I don't have the heart to criticize them too much. .”

Long Shanchuan and Kunta looked at each other: God damn the countryside, is there such a glittering countryside! ?The trail boards they are now stepping on under their feet are pure gold!

After all, on other people's land, Long Shanchuan also often provides security for these dignitaries, he won't keep talking out of his lungs, and he also praised the fixed star, Yan Suiliang is also very coaxing, smiling very happy.

While talking, Yan Zhizi hurried up from behind with the secretaries, and said to Yan Suiliang in a low voice, "Patriarch, the control tower said that the Ji family's fleet is about to land. look?"

Yan Suiliang said goodbye to Long Shanchuan apologetically, and then walked away hugging each other. Before Long Shanchuan and Kunta had time to speak, the elder sister looked at the boy's far away back and perfectly blended into the Yan family's attendants Among them, neither the distinctive temperament nor the outstanding appearance was shown in the slightest, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

When the Ji family’s fleet set off from Pencil Star, there were only [-] ships, but only three ships came to Dingpan Star. Ji Sanshu and Ji Pingnan each had one ship. The two separated to avoid risks, and the remaining one was full of ships. Except for the supplies for their own use, the rest are substitute supplies from the Security Alliance.

The first spaceship landed safely on the ground of the airport, and when the hatch opened, the turbulent airflow subsided, and the summer breeze from the fixed disk star blew over, passed through the crowd walking in front, and lifted the corner of Ji Pingnan's clothes.

After a week in the camp, Young Master Ji became dark and thin. The medical kit smoothed his small scars, allowed him to grow hair, and made his complexion a uniform and beautiful wheat color, but the fat consumed He couldn't come back, and he didn't gain much weight after more than ten days on the spaceship. He was dressed in black again today, and even his tie was in a dark gray checkered pattern, showing a calm and gloomy temperament for no reason.

Ji Pingnan's eyes pierced through the layers of crowds in the middle, and he fixed Yan Suiliang and Kunta behind him.

Sure enough, his cub still wore his favorite black robe today.

Official meetings and greetings are always boring and polite. After receiving Uncle Ji and more than a dozen small energy dealers following him, the greetings became more protracted.

Until everyone boarded the car, Kunta stood silently behind Yan Suiliang the whole time, only thinking that he was just an ordinary Yan family attendant. The strange thing is that Yan Suiliang, Ji Sanshu and Ji Pingnan also They didn't mention him at all, except for Ji Pingnan's eyes when he got off the spaceship, they never looked at Kunta again.

This feeling of being treated as air is also quite fresh.

Yan Suiliang's convoy went directly back to the Golden Tower of Zhongshan City, while the small energy merchants brought by Ji's merchant group and Ji Sanshu were arranged to live temporarily in Dongshan City, and the two convoys drove in different directions directly at the gate of the airport. .

On the suspension car, Yan Suiliang closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair rubbing his temples. Kunta unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it over, "Mr. Yan, moisturize your lips." Although the weather was relatively cool in the morning, the temperature was also very high. Yan Suiliang stood outdoors for more than an hour, and her lips were a little peeled.

He took the water, took a few sips slowly, and stretched out his left hand towards Kunta. Kunta took the bottle cap to his palm and let it go. The light yellow bottle cap fell on the black bottle with a click. on the glove.

Yan Suiliang pinched the bottle cap between his fingers, slowly closed it, and suddenly said, "Xiao Kun, let me give you a night off, you go and get together with your family."

Kunta laughed, "Mr. Yan, I have been working for more than 100 years, and I am not a kid who will cry when I leave my father and brother."

Yan Suiliang said with emotion, "You are still a child, and you have to go back when you leave home, because you are afraid that your family will restrain you. In fact, being able to spend more time with your family is the happiest and most peaceful thing in the world."

The boy smiled and said nothing.

Yan Suiliang said again, "Xiao Kun, do you mind if I ask about your personal affairs?"

The boy's slender eyes were a little confused, "What does Mr. Yan want to know?"

Patriarch Yan was a little embarrassed, he cleared his throat, "It's your brother, Ji Pingnan, didn't he also work in the Assassins Alliance before?"

Kunta nodded, "Yes, he was my logistics assistant at that time. This job is very important for the killer. The collection of target information, preparation of retreat routes, and supply of weapons are all done by logistics assistants, and they must be very reliable. It’s okay, and it’s usually your own family that agrees.”

Yan Suiliang was puzzled and said, "Then why is he now the heir of Mr. Ji? Oh, is it related to your withdrawal from the Assassin Alliance?"

Are you falling out? ——A bright question hung on Patriarch Yan's face.

Kunta smiled helplessly, "It can be regarded as related or irrelevant. You also know that in this generation of the Ji family, my brother is actually the only child, and I am only the adopted son of the Ji family. Whether it is the third uncle's or the others The property under the name of this uncle will be handed over to my brother in the end." He couldn't say that Ji Pingnan went to Uncle Ji for his own sake.

Yan Suiliang let out a long "Oh~~" as if he had suddenly realized.

Kunta was stunned, what did I say, and you got up with an "oh"?

Yan Suiliang said with pity, "Xiao Kun is still young, when he grows up, finds a lover, and gets married, he will have a family who puts you first! Don't be sad~" Because of the young master of the Ji family He wants to go home and inherit the family business, so the adopted son's title of "No. [-] Killer" can only be said to be lost, so pitiful...

The "sad" boy lowered his head, his eyes were covered by his shiny black hair, and he sighed in his heart, forget it, let's not talk about it, the interstellar people's imagination always makes him tired on Earth.

Then Yan Suiliang never mentioned the matter of giving Kunta a vacation. When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, he gave himself a vacation, held a meeting of elders, and then secretly took Kunta out of his bedroom , along the corridor that cannot be seen by the camera, go directly to take the escort elevator directly to the basement floor, and then go to the garden on the ground through a small hidden door on the basement floor.

Patriarch Yan, who was in his prime, looked at the red glow of the setting sun and showed a relaxed expression. He stood under the huge flower tree that was two people tall, raised his head, and smelled the strong fragrance of flowers on the hanging branches. , smiled comfortably.

"They really thought they were keeping a close eye on me. In fact, I often sneaked out in the bedroom under the pretext of resting."

Yan Suiliang said a little proudly, sitting on the lazy chair he moved down, shaking his feet triumphantly, "Never been caught before!"

Kunta's silent face is going to be broken...

"Mr. Yan, this is very dangerous."

"Hey, where is life not dangerous? For example, I think the top floor of the Golden Pagoda is the most dangerous," Yan Suiliang waved his hand, "Look at this tower, which has a radius of a hundred miles, and it is built so high. Every time there is a thunderstorm, I am afraid It’s just that the head of the house must live on the top of the tower, this is the rule of the Yan family, even if I object, the elders will not pass, and they will not fix me another house in the central city.”

He stretched on the lazy sofa, took off the gloves, and threw them out, "I hate wearing gloves!"

While talking, the little bit of comfort completely disappeared. Under the beautiful light of the sunset, the expression on Yan Suiliang's face showed that his mood at the moment was not beautiful at all.

"Xiao Kun, you never asked me why you keep wearing gloves, aren't you curious?" Yan Suiliang raised his hands in front of his eyes, spread his fingers apart, and looked carefully.

Kunta stood aside quietly, shaking his head, "The first rule of security is not to pry into the master's privacy."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, okay, okay, don't be so serious." Yan Suiliang laughed and burst into tears. He carefully rolled up the tear with his index finger, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the sunlight refracted by it, "Guess what?" , Why am I wearing gloves? Guess, tell me what you think, let's chat in private, young people, don't be so rigid."

Kunta replied without a trace of hesitation, "I thought at first that you were a clean freak, after all, you never had physical contact with others, such as an action that superiors often do to subordinates, patting the shoulder, you have never done it. Shake hands and hug, I have been here for more than ten days, and I haven’t seen it once, you seem to avoid physical contact with other people.”

"I came here to teach you the handshake ceremony. You used it almost as soon as you learned it. I guess you must have not taken off your gloves when you had to shake hands with people."

"Also, when you got on and off the car today, when I helped you with your forearm, you avoided it almost by reflex."

"This looks like the performance of a serious clean freak."

Yan Suiliang dried the tears on his fingertips, and lay down on the lazy sofa, with his arms hanging down and his hands dangling leisurely, "Oh, cleanliness. What happened next?"

The young man smiled, "Later, this morning, Yan Weisheng was crying so dirty, you handed him a tissue, and there was no disgust on his face."

"A person with a real cleanliness, even out of politeness, can't suppress the disgust in his eyes. But you have neither disgust nor dislike, which is completely opposite to the performance of a cleanliness."

"So I guess, you should be Qin of the touch class."

Under the quiet shade of the corolla tree, in the beautiful afterglow of the setting sun, the young man stated his judgment calmly and decisively.

The two hands that were waving leisurely in the air stopped.

In the silence, the blazing sun was dragged into the horizon little by little, the spotlights of the Golden Tower behind the two of them lit up, and the dim blue evening was suddenly washed away by the warm yellow light.

The heat from the ground has not yet dissipated, and the summer insects and late-returning birds are scrambling to be the first to whisper, the surroundings are noisy but silent, lonely but lively.

The author has something to say: Yan Suiliang: Don't flirt with me, there is no result

Kunta: Underage, thinking too much

Ji Pingnan: When I die?I just lost weight, not gone

Author: There is no list this week, I want to ask for leave