Mountains and seas have a home

Ji Yao put down his hand on the table, and he changed his posture and sat on the chair. The toes of the two touched each other inadvertently, and then moved away.Ji Yao nodded, as if agreeing with Fu Zhong's answer, but he knew that was not the case at all.Ji Yao raised her long eyebrows, hesitated to speak, and finally asked Fu Zhong an inconspicuous question: "Tell me the truth, have you ever seen the sun?"

"No." Fu Zhong looked at Ji Yao, "I am 24 years old, so I have never seen the sun. Have you seen it?"

Ji Yao shook her head: "I was three years earlier than you, how could I have met you. I heard people say that the sun is a good thing, it makes people feel warm."

"But we are also very warm now." Fu Zhong said.

"This is man-made heating. If there were no spider webs, we would be over." Ji Yao smiled, "The earth would be over."

He continued to eat, Fu Zhong looked at him without speaking, someone was playing the piano in the restaurant, playing "Dream Wedding".The restaurant is 200 meters from the ground, and there are no lights to be seen outside the window, except for the drifting clouds in the distance.The city lies under people's feet, like barges and sampans in the port, which will be overturned by the storm at any time.The arc of the sky held the earth like two arms, and the gray clouds were fringed with silver light, like moonlight, but they were not.

The fried chicken poured with honey exudes a sweet aroma, and most of these chickens were distributed by Ji Yao.Ji Yao soaked the boiled vegetables into the yellow soup to enhance the flavor, and then put it into his mouth to eat.Fu Xin thought about it for a while, then put his fried egg on Ji Yao's plate, and carefully covered it with some bright red carrots.Fu Zhong stared nervously into his eyes, pretending to be calm and said: "I'll give you fried eggs, sir, eat more."

"Why did you give me the egg? I bought it for you specially." Ji Yao frowned slightly, making gestures to return the things, but was stopped by Fu Zhong as expected.

"You gave me the coffee and the meat, so I'll give you what I like too." Fu Zhong said, "Didn't the officer teach us how to share? I'm here to put it into practice."

Ji Yao raised his eyelids and stared at Fu Zhong's eyes. He was slightly short-sighted and couldn't see Fu Zhong clearly. Ji Yao felt a little regretful.He wanted to get closer, but there was no reason to.Fu Zhong saw Ji Yao staring at him, and the tension in his heart suddenly turned into a gentle fantasy, as if "Dream Wedding" melted him.The waiter who pushed the cart stopped beside the two of them, took the flowers in the bottle skillfully, and replaced them with fresh European roses.

The scent wafted over, Ji Yao looked away and didn't make a sound, but he picked up the fried egg and bit off the yolk.Fu Zhong watched Ji Yao eat, looked at his eyebrows and nose bridge, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

"Who taught you during the three months I was away?" Ji Yao suddenly asked, his voice was faint, like flowing water amidst the sound of the piano, and the spring was fading.

"It's Chief Yong who is teaching us. Chief Yong is very strict and often punishes us." Fu Zhong thought a little carefully. He wanted to sue. Although this little trick might be seen through by Ji Yao's insight, he had to fight at least once. Bundle.Fu Zhong distributed his food to Ji Yao.

"You don't need to serve me food, you are my subordinate, pay attention to your words and deeds." Ji Yao rejected Fu Zhong, "You say Chief Yong is strict with you? Empty talk is not enough, give me an example."

Fu Zhong turned back and asked for a cup of strawberry yogurt. He bit his spoon and thought, and said, "I know the officer will definitely bring justice for us, so I will tell you these things. After all, we all like you very much, and we very much hope that you can come back Keep teaching us."

Ji Yao choked and coughed twice before recovering.He shook his head, raised his finger and warned, "It's not liking, it's respect, the respect of subordinates to their superiors. Well, let's talk about it, is Chief Yong treating you well?"

"Not good." Fu Zhong didn't hesitate.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Zhong didn't answer immediately, he stared at Ji Yao's face for a while, and then answered firmly: "He is not as good-looking as you."

"Yeah." Ji Yao twitched the corners of his lips indiscriminately, the look in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and after a long sigh of relief, he took a sip of coffee absent-mindedly, "Do you know that I was burned? Now this face is only after skin grafting."

Fu Xin tugged in his heart, but still pursed his lips calmly.He lowered his eyelashes to cover his emotions, and calmed his emotions with a gentle tone: "No matter what, you still look the same as before, and even a lot younger."

The doctor said that Ji Yao needed to relieve anxiety when he was awake, and Fu Zhong always remembered the doctor's advice.Fu Zhong could feel the sudden melancholy, Ji Yao sat in front of him, but it was as far away as the sky.Ji Yao seems to be living in a shell all the time, he has his own thoughts and confinement, some things cannot be turned back.Ji Yao was noncommittal to his words, reached out and pinched Fu Zhong's head, and warned him not to flatter the leader at every turn and put a high hat on others.

Fu Zhong took out the phone, held it up, and pointed the camera at Ji Yao.Ji Yao hurriedly covered it with his hand, Fu Zhong pulled his hand down and said, "I'll just take a picture of you and show you if it's the same as before."

"I've seen it in the mirror in the ward, and I still need you to take pictures?"

"I haven't seen you for three months. I want to take a picture to commemorate. My friends also miss you very much. If they know that you are going back soon, they will be very happy." Fu Zhong deliberately diverted attention , secretly took a few more pictures.

Ji Yao was not very happy, he grabbed Fu Zhong's hand and nodded his nose and said, "If you show these photos to others, I will transfer you to Yong Shouchang."

Fu Zhong smiled calmly, saved the picture in a private safe, and put away his phone: "Of course I won't show it to others, how can I let others see the good looks of the chief, so that people can think about you day and night? ?”

The sound of the piano ended, and the artist who was playing the piano stood up from the stool, straightened his clothes, and walked down the steps.Judging from the artist's clothes, he is also a patient of the medical center, but he looks energetic and does not seem to be sick at all.Fu Zhong feels that Chengdu Medical Center has a peculiar charm, which is different from other places.This place is not lifeless, but full of vitality, just like Ji Yao in his eyes.

After hearing what he said, Ji Yao's heart tightened, and a trickle of heat flowed from his chest.Ji Yao laughed at him and wiped his mouth with honey, he must be promoted faster than others, Fu Zhong just listened to his bragging with a smile.Fu Zhong didn't speak, he just enjoyed the atmosphere.

The two of them had finished their lunch, and before they finished their coffee, Ji Yao said that he was going to have his hair cut.The barber is a kind-hearted tall man, who speaks in a soft, gentle voice, and even when a irascible person comes, he has to speak calmly.He circled around Ji Yao and asked about this and that, then put on an apron for him, and started working with the tools he brought from the apprentice.Fu Zhong sat flipping through magazines, and raised his eyes to look at Ji Yao in the mirror. Ji Yao closed his eyes and dozed off, but he was actually taking a nap.

The barber tidied up Ji Yao's hair, combed it to the back of his head, and set the style.Ji Yao usually combs her hair like this, and she is used to it.He is happy to show his smooth forehead, which has no wrinkles or brown spots, and even the pointed temples are handsome and mighty.

This handsome guy immediately caught Fu Zhong's gaze, and his gaze followed Ji Yao's movements from one end to the other.When Ji Yao turned his eyes to look at him, Fu Zhong lowered his head and patted his knees, put the magazine back where it was, and stood up.Fu Zhong avoided Ji Yao's gaze, he still didn't dare to look at Ji Yao like this, Ji Yao exuded a majestic aura, and the sternness in his eyes was natural, making people dare not think about it.Fu Zhong didn't dare to think about it, he recited the "Regulations on Rewards and Punishments of the Time Bureau" in his heart to motivate himself.

As they left, the barber leaned against the door and watched them go side by side, his eyes twinkling and squinting.

Ji Yao threw the coffee cup at the corner into the trash can, and Fu Zhong asked, "Sir, can we go?"

Ji Yao put his hands in his baggy trouser pockets, straightened his back, stood on the covered bridge overlooking the lobby of the medical center, struggled a bit, and then nodded: "Okay, let's go."

"If the chief is reluctant to stay here, I can tell the above that you have not recovered and need to be treated for a period of time."

"No need, my treatment information was reported by the medical department. If you say it alone, it won't work, and you will be punished carefully." Ji Yao patted Fu Zhong's shoulder badge, "I am an executive, and I was born to do this , I fought for my country."

Fu Zhong pursed his lips, Ji Yao's words gave him room to think.Ji Yao comforted him, showed off his biceps, smiled indifferently, and went to the ward on his own.

"Where is the chief going?"

"Go to the ward, I'll get my badge and I'll follow you."

Fu Zhong pulled Ji Yao's arm, Ji Yao was a little strange, Fu Zhong said: "The chief stretches out his hand."

Ji Yao was baffled, glanced at Fu Zhong, and opened his hands.Fu Zhong took out a badge from his pocket, and put it in Ji Yao's hand: "I brought it out for you, so the chief doesn't have to go back to get it, let's go directly to the apron, where your special plane is."

The badge in the palm of the hand is heavy. It is a huge tree with an eagle on it, and the English language of the executive department is underneath it.Ji Yao stared at the eagle, and the eagle was also staring at him, and he saw something extra in the eagle's eyes.Ji Yao didn't expect Fu Zhong to go to his ward. He suddenly remembered that his quilt was not folded into a square, and the bed sheet was not stretched out. This did not meet the regulations of the time bureau.But he just thought about it, and he didn't care about it when he turned around.

Fu Zhong said nothing, he looked at Ji Yao, waiting for him to speak.There is very light piano music playing on the floor, which is "Dream Wedding".Fu Zhong is not talented. He learned piano at the age of five and has no talent. "Dream Wedding" is the only piece that Fu Zhong can play. It is as warm as the wind and as soft as a rainbow.

Ji Yao didn't utter a word, and Fu Zhong pondered his current thoughts. Fu Zhong has been trying to figure out the heart of his chief.Ji Yao carefully held the badge in his hand, turned his head and told Fu Zhong to go to the apron.

The doctor was wearing a white coat and a fountain pen pinned to his chest, standing outside the railing of the airport.He was ingeniously holding an old enamel cup filled with goji berries and honeysuckle, which made him look like an old cadre.The doctor stood beside the helicopter to see him off, patted Ji Yao's palm, and said some witty words, which made him bend over and laugh, and wrinkled around his eyes, making the blue shadow in front of him even heavier.Ji Yao punched him: "Go away, big pig, don't miss me."

In fact, the doctor is tall and thin, with a gentle temperament, not a pig at all, I don't know why Ji Yao called him a big pig.The doctor brushed the hair covering the eyes, put his hands in the white coat and said to Fu Zhong: "Take good care of your chief, don't let him touch irritating things, if something happens to him, I will be finished with him, so you have to be careful a little."

Fu Zhong stood aside, looked at the two of them, secretly upset, but still agreed to the doctor's order.

Ji Yao didn't know why he suddenly laughed like a spring breeze, he pulled the door of the plane and stepped up, the panicked wind blew his hair into a mess.He sat in the co-pilot, put on his flight helmet, looked at the ground below and let out a cry.This kind of shouting is often heard on the battlefield, and soldiers will cheer like this when they go out.Ji Yao cooperated with Fu Zhong to turn on the flight system of the plane. He is so proficient, it seems that he has not returned from the battlefield.

The plane took off, and the doctor stood below and waved his arms, put his hands around his mouth, raised his head and shouted for a while.His voice was carried by the panicked turbulent wind and collided with various obstacles, causing waves of echoes.The doctor picked up the enamel cup, turned around, walked into the elevator, and left after the plane had reached a high altitude and the shadow was no longer visible.He felt a little cold, and Qiu Han got into his collar.

Ji Yao sat next to Fu Zhong, he didn't need to fly the plane, he had to lean on the window to look at the lights below.It's 2:30 in the afternoon, and there are three hours to fly to Beijing.

"Why did the chief call that doctor 'big pig'?" Fu Zhong asked, looking at Ji Yao's profile.

The faint light shines on the bridge of Ji Yao's nose, he tilts his head, his eyes sparkle: "His surname is Zhu, I'll call him Big Pig."

Fu Zhong was silent for a while, then asked again: "Then what do you call me, Chief?"

Ji Yao thought for a while, sat up with a smile, and said seriously: "0578!"

"To!"

Fu Zhong responded, just like in daily training, Ji Yao was the instructor, and Fu Zhong practiced with him.Ji Yao is very strict, even stricter than Chief Yong, and people call him "Grimace Hades".Fu Zhong occasionally pissed Ji Yao off, and it was inevitable that he would run around and be punished.

Ji Yao took a look at Fu Zhong, and laughed, and Fu Zhong also laughed, their eyes were reflecting tiny rays of light.The faint blue light shone on Ji Yao's face, he touched his chin, and looked at the sky outside the glass from a distance, gray clouds rushed toward his face.

"Then what do you call me?" Ji Yao asked suddenly, and regretted a little after asking, what else could you call it?He pondered, as if he were the one answering the question.Ji Yao stopped talking when he was thinking, he likes to think quietly.

Fu Zhong's fingers clenched tightly, a little nervous, but a fire was quietly burning in his heart.Ji Yao looked at him with shadows under his brows, but his eyes were still bright.Fu Zhong thought about it for a long time, until Ji Yao thought that he would not answer this question again, so he carefully answered: "I will call you the chief, or the officer."

Having said that, Fu Zhong glanced at Ji Yao's face, Ji Yao was a little surprised, but soon regained his composure.He sat back and was silent for a while, and he didn't know how many miles he flew in this long silence.Ji Yao thought about it back and forth, but he couldn't figure out why. He felt a little blocked in his heart and wanted to vent, but he couldn't find a reason.Ji Yao is a rational person.He listened to the buzzing buzzing in the cockpit. After a long time, the sound made people drowsy. Ji Yao pulled a teddy bear blanket to wrap himself up.

"That's how it is, it's good." Ji Yao's voice was light, and it sounded more desolate than Qiu Han, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy, "I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I land."

Fu Zhong nodded in response, and said no more, in fact, he smelled an unusual smell in the air.Fu Zhong has keen senses, especially when facing Ji Yao.Ji Yao quickly fell asleep, his profile reflected on the window.Fu Zhong silently let the plane move forward quickly, gradually flying north, and the cloudy clouds accompanied him across the sky.There was no living creature in the sky for a long time, and he tapped his fingers to beat the beat. It was the song "Dream Wedding".

"Jiyao, Jiyao, Jiyao, Jiyao..." Fu Zhong didn't dare to speak out, so he could only read silently in his heart.

When Ji Yao thinks fast, he calls her thin waist.