Mountains and seas have a home

He Luan was a full head taller than Chen Wei, and he had to bow his neck to meet Chen Wei's gaze.He Luan is tall and thin, compact and strong. Although he does not serve in combat troops, he is no different from a real soldier.After seeing Chen Wei greeted him affectionately, he and Fu Zhong helped Chen Wei to the pedestrian standing area, put the backpack on the starched denim jacket, and said with a smile: "Why are you on crutches?" , Weiwei? Didn't we call just now, did you say everything is fine?"

Chen Wei was made uncomfortable by what he said, and blushed and argued aloud: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter. It's just an exception. I dare say that anyone will encounter such a small trouble!"

Then he spit out a lot of words like a cannonball, regardless of whether people want to listen or not.Chen Wei's cheeks were changing from red to white, and a group of people stood under the canopy waiting for the green light to turn on the remaining half of the road.Chen Wei propped his crutches under his armpits, turned his face to talk to He Luan, but the other party didn't interrupt him.The two had been cohabiting roommates for two or three years, and Chen Wei would talk to He Luan whenever he had something to say, and there was a cheerful and unscrupulous look in his crystal black eyes.

Chen Wei unexpectedly touched He Luan with his elbow, and asked him, "Why are you here? Does your family live in this area?"

"I'm here to buy something for my mother." He Luan shook the bag in his hand, his tone was very relaxed, "She wants to eat dates, so I made a special trip here to buy them back for her."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and lifted the brim of the hat, but did not take it off.He Luan's head is well-proportioned with his body, and his short, slightly curly black hair is exposed under the hat.Chen Wei saw that his denim jacket was unbuttoned, and kindly helped him cover up the skirt to keep out the cold. After thinking about it for a while, he asked, "You haven't lived in an apartment for a long time. How is your mother?"

He Luan hung the bag containing the dates on his wrist. The cool wind made him rub his hands, and said, "She's pretty good. She has a good appetite recently, and she has become more energetic. The doctor said there is a possibility of cure. No need." Worry about me, Weiwei, I will go back after a while."

"Then I wish your mother a speedy recovery." Chen Wei held He Luan with both hands, his hands were much warmer than He Luan, like a small stove, "Go back to the apartment early, I miss you all the time living alone, you If I come back, I will buy you a midnight snack every day."

He blinked at He Luan, these eyes were so ordinary to He Luan, yet so different.He Luan was very happy, and looked at the Fu Zhong people around Chen Wei with a smile: "Are you here to play with your friends today?"

Chen Wei hurriedly recruited his three partners, hooked Fu Zhong's neck and pressed down hard, jumped on the ground with one foot, patted Fu Zhong's chest and said to He Luan: "This person please We're out for a BBQ! Do you want to join us? What a crowd."

"No," He Luan shook his head. He reached out to shake hands with a few people, and then hugged them as a gift, "I want to take the jujube back to my mother. It's a pleasure to see you today. I'll make an appointment another day."

The light of the green light came on, and the traffic stopped behind the stop line.He Luan helped Chen Wei across the road, stood by the railing of the sidewalk and bid farewell to Chen Wei and the others. After buttoning up his jacket, he walked in the opposite direction along the brick road with Du Ying.He took a few bus stops, got off the bus in a slightly remote suburb, walked through the crowded street and turned into an alley without street lights.The alley roads are in disrepair and full of potholes, which must be the worst kind of road for riders.On both sides are cement-paved gutters filled with rotting sycamore leaves.

He pushed open the independent courtyard gate, and there was a luxuriant sycamore tree planted in front of the gate. It is said that this tree stood here when this area was not yet developed.The huge canopy of the sycamore tree shades the courtyard inside the wall, and at the same time shades the vines, wood incense and morning glory climbing on the wooden frame.The landlady was a silver-haired widow who tended the garden and always wore a tiny pince-nez and a woolen skirt tightly tied around her waist.

When He Luan entered the door, the landlady was sitting under the leafless vines, staring at the top of the wall in a daze. She suffered from tears in the wind, and her eyes were always wet.He Luan greeted her, then walked through the grape trellis and up the stairs built outside the house.

His home is on the second floor of this single-family courtyard. The downstairs is the hall where the landlord entertains guests, and the upstairs is the bedroom and lounge of the old lady alone.He Luan put the dates in the kitchen before washing them, so he went through two doors to his mother's bedroom.There was an echo as soon as he entered the empty room, hung with water-red cashmere curtains-the room had an old-fashioned wooden floor that rattled when he moved.The sound startled the woman lying on the bed, and she struggled to open her sunken eyes.

He Luan turned on the light in the bedroom, came to his mother's bedside and whispered to him, "Mom, I bought dates for you and came back."

The mother twisted her neck, and smiled at He Luan very lightly, a gleam of light finally appeared in her lifeless eyes.She has been in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, the drugs have suppressed her senses, and she can't lift a bit of strength.Usually, she has a strong and strong physique, and is good at work and housework, but now I'm afraid she can't even pinch the legs of fleas!Outside the glass windows covered by cashmere curtains came the rustling sound of the wind, and autumn was teasing the sad old plane tree.

Seeing that his mother was still conscious, He Luan was relieved.He tucked the quilt for his mother, and went back to the kitchen to wash the fresh dates he just bought.The mother lay flat on the bed, and dozed off in a daze, and then she heard her own even, intermittent breathing, and the two thin lips felt the hot air exhaled from the chest cavity.She was terminally ill, she knew it herself, no one knew herself better than herself.So she chose to come back from the hospital, for which she seemed very happy.

"The jujubes are ready." He Luan said, he walked in with a porcelain bowl full of jujubes, but there was no answer.

Mother closed her eyes again, and fell asleep while thinking about things even with the light on.He Luan put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table, sat down next to the edge of the bed, and looked at her quietly.The wind outside the window gradually became louder, and it burrowed around the empty house, then mercilessly left this place and went to the next house.He Luan called his father, but no one answered as he expected, so he turned off the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket.

My father's whereabouts are uncertain. Sometimes he lies on a simple bed at home and sleeps soundly all day, and sometimes he is not seen at home all day.Every time my father came back, he must be drunk and fell asleep on the cot in the dark. After his mother became seriously ill, he spent even less time at home.Father never asked about family affairs, nor about He Luan, as if he had left these people behind long ago, and this courtyard was just a temporary resting place for him after he got drunk.Fortunately, he didn't make trouble after drinking, so the landlady didn't kick them out.

The cot was on the balcony, and it was the rollaway bed where my father spent the longest time.He never went into the bedroom, nor did he look at his mother.When He Luan was cleaning the house, he kicked the bed hard and kicked it to the corner of the balcony.

He Luan went to the kitchen to make dinner for himself, and ate a little after reheating the lunch.After finishing the housework, his mother had been asleep for a long time. He closed the door of his mother's bedroom, opened his own room and walked in. He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of a desk full of books and documents.He Luan arranged several sheets of paper in order, cleared out a square space, and put the computer on it.He browsed the webpage, then opened the document and began to write today's update.

Ji Yao and his friends went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner, and Wei Shanhua sent a message to Ji Yao, saying that he would be late.Ji Yao asked the people at the table to order their own food, and after waiting for 10 minutes, Wei Shanhua walked up the stairs and sat down in the seat reserved for him next to Ji Yao.Ji Yao poured him a glass of wine and put it in front of him. Wei Shanhua held the glass and smiled mysteriously at him, and said, "Santu, I saw your man driving his brother out."

"Who is mine? Who is mine?" Ji Yao shook the drinks in the glass to mix them thoroughly, frowning visibly, watching a few waiters come over with cold dishes and put them on the table.

Wei Shanhua rolled his eyes in doubt, spread his hands on the table and nodded: "It's Captain Fu. Tell me, isn't Captain Fu your man?"

Ji Yao understood now, but he immediately raised his eyebrows: "Why are you telling me this? I see, you bastard, so you went to follow someone. No wonder you were 10 minutes late, what a pair of time It is a major mistake for any member of the Bureau, and I will report and criticize you during the rally!"

"How could this happen, what the hell are you thinking about every day?" Shanhua poured herself a new glass of wine, turned around and stared at Ji Yao from top to bottom, "Why do you talk about Captain Fu? You can't sit still? Listen, Santu, nothing happened between us, stop the fantasy in your head! I just saw him on the way back to the apartment from the office!"

"and then?"

"Then I saw him driving a white sports car and went out with a friend of his who is handicapped." Wei Shanhua described, "It was probably in the parking lot of the fifth apartment. Captain Fu was wearing a hooded A windbreaker, a white satin cross-neck shirt, and black narrow-tube trousers. I saw his car in front of the headquarters gate, did you also get out of that car last time?"

"God, you can tell what clothes people are wearing at a glance? If you are a police witness, you can definitely solve the case within 10 minutes." Ji Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at him drunkenly. "Who is that friend with a handicap?"

Wei Shanhua thought for a while: "I don't know the one who came down from the fifth apartment. He is not as tall as Captain Fu, and he is nearly ten centimeters shorter. His hair is black and black, thick and thick, and he is carrying a Crayon Shin-chan with red clothes printed on his back." orange canvas bag."

The more he said, the more sober Ji Yao's wine became: "I know who it is, I've seen that guy too."

"What's up with him?"

"It's nothing." Ji Yao prevaricated, drank the remaining wine in the glass, picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks, put it in a bowl, and started to eat it.Stewed chicken soup with Hericium erinaceus is boiling hot in the casserole, and the thick golden soup can't stop exuding aroma.

Several people at the table chatted happily, the waiter had already finished serving the dishes, and Ji Yao tasted all the dishes on each plate in silence.He thought about Fu Zhong while drinking the hot soup, and he was the easiest to think of when he was eating, because Fu Zhong once made him a dinner with his own hands.The taste and aroma of that meal has been lingering in his heart, even the fresh and thick stewed chicken soup at this time is not as delicious as the potato shreds fried by Fu Zhong that day.

He lost his mind after thinking about it, and the noise around him suddenly couldn't break into his ears.He sat at the head of the whole table, and he was the one who invited guests to dinner today, but the host left without saying a word, only thinking about the Captain Fu in his heart.He looks sensible, decisive, calm, and much more mature than his actual age, but he has never been close to love so far, and he is both afraid and fascinated by this kind of relationship between men.There is no other person in Beijing who is as secretive as he is and keeps everything in his stomach.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound, Wei Shanhua thought that he was in a bad mood, and went up to pat his arm, but Ji Yao ignored him, obviously immersed in his own world and unable to escape.Wei Shanhua patted him a few more times, and shouted "Santu" twice, before Ji Yao realized it.

"What's the matter with you? Everyone is chatting, why don't you talk about it? If you have any troubles, you can tell us. This table is all our good friends, and there are many tricks!"

Ji Yao pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, then pushed his lips, folded his hands in a businesslike manner, and said to Wei Shanhua: "I ask you a question. When I see others do what I can't do, I feel My head is uncomfortable. Is this normal?"

"This question should be asked by a psychologist." Wei Shanhua tilted his neck reluctantly, "Why don't you give me an example? I don't believe there are things in this world that you can't do."

"I have a friend--"

"Is this friend yourself?"

Ji Yao glared at him: "Of course not, it's my friend!"

Wei Shanhua fell silent, and Ji Yao continued to tell the story of Fu Zhong and himself. He thoughtfully made up a good show, but the protagonist of his story was not himself, but Chen Wei as a tool man.After finishing speaking, Ji Yao waited for Wei Shanhua to speak. He raised his eyes and scanned the people sitting around the table. Most of these people had the same rank as his in the military.The Time Bureau prohibits private gatherings of people with widely different official positions.Ji Yao clasped his fingers, thinking about Fu Zhong all the time, wishing he could catch him and put him beside him for dinner.

However, Fu Zhong is still a lieutenant, maybe he will be promoted to a senior officer soon, but compared with Ji Yao, he is not a person who can meet in private at will.They have to abide by the rules of the time bureau and beware of the sharks of the internal investigation department, otherwise their comfortable days will come to an end.

"I think you are jealous." Wei Shanhua made a conclusion after careful consideration. Obviously, he spent a lot of courage and confidence in making this conclusion.

"?" Ji Yao imitated Fu Zhong and said, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Wei, borrow the bottle opener." A figure moved over amidst the commotion and stopped beside Wei Shanhua.His voice had a special magical power, it went directly through the laughter and entered Wei Shanhua's ears, as if it was directed at him.

Lin Cheng took the wine tray from the waiter, and served them tequila cup by cup, with a plate of salt and a few sliced ​​fat lemons.After finishing these, he walked back to Wei Shanhua, picked up the bottle opener on the table and shook it at him.Wei Shanhua recognized Lin Cheng, they were old acquaintances, and Lin Cheng's usually expressionless eyes showed an expression of joy unexpectedly.

Wei Shanhua was surprised that he could run into Lin Cheng here, and immediately he burst into laughter, and the two faced each other with smiles and said a few words.Wei Shanhua is charming and personable in dealing with people. He is used to expressing himself in front of people, and he is full of energy.

They exchanged three or five sentences and then parted. Lin Cheng bowed to Ji Yao and the other officials at the table, and walked down the aisle to the brightly lit other end holding the bottle opener.Ji Yao's dinner was still going on, Wei Shanhua was drinking tequila, picked up the glass and found a small note under it.He furrowed his furry eyebrows and took off the note and spread it out, on which was written a line of words in black pen: Don't scare Chief Ji.

Lin Cheng walked to his seat and threw the bottle opener on the table. He sat sideways in the chair and smiled politely at the waiter who brought him the food.Lin Cheng was sitting not far from Wei Shanhua, in an inner western restaurant, so the group didn't notice him for the time being.He poured himself a glass of rum, wiped the rim of the bottle with a white handkerchief, and set it aside.As soon as he raised his eyes, he could see the officers at the table that Ji Yao was entertaining, and he could also see Wei Shanhua's enthusiastic, burly and sturdy silhouette.

After seeing the words on the note, Wei Shanhua didn't make a sound, he calmly put the note away and stuffed it into his sleeve.And Ji Yao was concentrating on solving the food on the table, and didn't notice Wei Shanhua's movements.

"I got some oil stains on my hands, I'm going to the bathroom." Wei Shanhua said to Ji Yao, Ji Yao didn't ask him, but just nodded.

The bathroom is behind a secret partition door, and when Wei Shanhua walked in, Lin Cheng had already washed his hands in front of the mirror.Seeing a tall figure suddenly appear in the mirror, he smiled and said, "Hello, sir."

Wei Shanhua also stepped forward to wash his hands, his blue eyes were hidden under his pale eyebrows, he looked down at the water rushing past his palms, and asked, "What do you mean by the note you wrote to me?"

Lin Cheng shook off the water droplets from his hands, put them under the dryer to blow, and turned around to lean against the sink.He was not afraid that someone would come in later, he stared at Lieutenant Colonel Wei with young and presumptuous eyes, raised his head and said, "It's nothing interesting, just to remind you."

Wei Shanhua has extraordinary insight, knowing that there is something in his words: "Did I say something too much?"

"If you don't live too much, you have to listen to the person who has the final say." Lin Cheng deliberately turned his eyes away and pretended to be indifferent, "Ji Yao was frightened by you just now, and you, an idiot, don't know yet. Where did the sharp eyes go?"

"You can bluff people." Wei Shanhua dried his hands, and teased him with a smile, "You are studying psychology, you should go and enlighten Ji Yao, he was recently driven out of his mind by someone."

"Then that's another matter." Lin Cheng said, "I have to pay extra to be Ji Yao's psychiatrist."

Lin Cheng is thin and slender. He wears a thin-waisted slanted-breasted jacket. The pleated linen shirt is made by a Dutch brand master. The lapel of the jacket is as beautiful as that of an opera singer. complement each other.Lin Cheng wore an incomprehensible ring on his hand, and this ring would only be worn when he left the time bureau.He wears unremarkable training uniforms in the time bureau, but it cannot be denied that everyone pays attention to grooming.

Wei Shanhua liked his clothes and planned to stay with him for a while longer, so he blinked happily and solemnly: "Let's play a game. Tell me what I'm thinking now?"

Lin Cheng was silent for a while, and stared into the lieutenant colonel's blue eyes for a long time before saying, "You're thinking that we should take advantage of this empty space and have a kiss."

Wei Shanhua froze in place, before he realized what was going on, Lin Cheng sneered like that, turned his back and prepared to leave.Wei Shanhua took his hand, pulled him into the compartment, closed the door and clasped his fingers to kiss.Lin Cheng hugged Wei Shanhua's neck tightly, and leaned against the high door panel, exchanging bodily fluids with the lieutenant colonel intimately.They have maintained this secret relationship for a long time. On the surface, they are lieutenant colonel and captain, but this is indeed an insurmountable barrier.

It wasn't until they kissed enough and knew that Ji Yao would catch them if they continued like this, that they washed their hands and lips, and walked out of the bathroom one after the other.Wei Shanhua's lips were bright red from being sucked by Lin Cheng, and he washed them with cold water several times to make them look normal.Lin Cheng went outside to pay for his meal, and when he saw Wei Shanhua approaching, he gave him the bottle of rum.

With a suede jacket on his hand, Lin Cheng said goodbye to Wei Shanhua in a flat tone, and then strode out of the restaurant.There was a Mercedes-Benz parked outside, Lin Cheng put on his coat to protect himself from the wind, opened the rear seat and sat sideways, the Mercedes-Benz drove away quickly.

"Shanhua, why have you been gone for so long?" Ji Yao looked at the phone and glanced at him.

Wei Shanhua smiled and put the rum on the table.Colonel Huo Muyin, who was sitting on Ji Yao's left, asked him, "Where did you get the wine?"

"I took it by hand." Wei Shanhua explained, pushing the tequila aside.

Ji Yao put down his phone, lay down on the table and counted the bubbles in the wine glass, the light refracted in the wine, and painted a little amber next to his eyes.He didn't speak, just slid a finger along the wine glass.The heating made Ji Yao drowsy, thinking wildly in his mind, and suddenly remembered that Fu Zhong and Chen Wei were going out together, maybe they were having fun in an entertainment paradise that he couldn't see.He suddenly hated the rules of the time bureau.Ji Yao picked up the sliced ​​lemon and took a bite, it was so sour that he swallowed his resentment in his stomach.

Fu Zhong put a few pieces of tender meat into the roasting pan, and there was a sizzling sound immediately.He was serving a large table of ingredients by himself, while the others were chatting and pushing each other.Fu Zhong thinks this is also very good, let them chat, so as not to bother him to miss Ji Yao.The impression he had with Ji Yao was fragmented and varied, and they never spent a single day inseparable.At the same time those impressions are also distinct, from the best to the worst, from one extreme to the other.

It was Ba Fatty's voice that interrupted his thoughts: "Xiao Qi, how long is the 'Retrospective Project' mission you participated in this time?"

Fu Zhong coughed twice, covered the seasoning jar, waved his hands to disperse the oily smoke, and said, "I don't know, it didn't say how long it will be. They mean that no matter how much time it takes, they can only return after completing the task." .”

The boss pried open the second bottle of beer and poured a little for everyone except Fu Zhong. He looked at Fu Zhong worriedly and asked, "Does this mean that if you don't complete the task, you won't want to come back? If there is any accident Or something difficult?"

"Shut up! You know how to say unlucky things!" Chen Wei pushed the back of the boss's head, "You have to see who is in the task team of the 'backtracking plan'! Just listing the list will make you People think that we have won, we will wait and see."

Fu Zhong smiled and wiped away the tears that were produced after being stimulated by the seasoning.Ba Pang took a sip of his wine, rolled a piece of well-cooked beef in the sesame sauce, and then had another bad idea: "Let's make a bet on whether this mission can be successfully completed."

"bet?"

"Seventh brother's single life in the next ten years."