Mountains and seas have a home

The house fell silent again, and He Luan felt more than once that this was not a home, but a tomb. The feeling of home had been retained by time many years ago.A gust of wind had sneaked in from outside and blown into the kitchen, rattling the cooking utensils hanging from the shelves.Father didn't close the door after he came in, so He Luan had to go across the balcony to close the open door.There are several pots of chrysanthemums on the open-air landing outside the door, yellow and purple, neglected, tall and thin, but the flowers are in full bloom.

He Luan was not in a hurry to close the door, he went out and squatted in front of several pots of flowers to have a look, reached out and removed the withered leaves under the stems, and buried them in the soil as fertilizer.He took some water from a porcelain bowl to water the flowers and straightened some crooked flower branches.He doesn't know how to grow flowers, he just waters and pulls weeds every day, and the rest is left to grow freely.He Luan, like this flower, grows freely.

After pouring the water, he went in, closed the door, and put the porcelain bowl back in the cabinet.Father is still lying on the chair and sleeping soundly. He will sleep for a long time this time, and he won't wake up until tomorrow.When his father fell asleep, he neither snored nor talked in his sleep. He was different from ordinary alcoholics, but it was this quiet way of sleeping that made He Luan feel that he was no different from a dead body.Maybe my father died a long time ago, and he stayed forever in that glorious era, and what I see now is only his soul.

There was a computer on the desk full of information books. He Luan turned on the screen and turned on the desk lamp.The computer interface was stopped on the half-written document, with black characters on a white background, shaking He Luan dizzily.At this moment, he was anxious and depressed, and he didn't have the slightest intention to write down. He stared at the computer for a long time in a daze.After a long while, he rolled up a stack of information books and read them in his hands. Even though he was at home on vacation, he must never forget the things in the time bureau!

Just as the phone rang several times, He Luan leaned on the chair and turned on the phone wearily, when a cat suddenly jumped into view.That is Chen Wei's head portrait, and the flower cat is the living ancestor who dominates the time bureau and serves as a mascot.

—Old He, my heart hurts so badly now that I can't breathe.

-What happened?

—Don't mention how sad it is!I was killed by today's update, because my favorite character died for the protagonist!Why the fuck?It's amazing that the main character looks good!

Chen Wei leaned on the chair in the study room and secretly shed some tears, sobbed twice before going to look at his injured leg.He is still immersed in the sadness of the work and has not recovered. As long as he thinks of the content in the book, he feels like a knife is stabbing his heart, as if he was the one who died in love.Chen Wei held his breath, clicked on the writer's official account, and sent a screenshot of the update interface to He Luan, saying: This is the part that made me cry.To write like this, I can't figure it out!Why do you want to kill yourself with a sword, and leave the past behind!

He sent dozens of "I'm so pissed off" in a row. He Luan put down the information booklet in his hand, clicked on Chen Wei's screenshot and looked at it.He Luan straightened up from his seat after reading the first line of words. When he turned on the computer and logged on to the webpage, he found that the tear-jerking paragraph in Chen Wei's mouth, "I was so angry that I jumped three hundred times", was actually written by himself. Needless to say, the shock in the book.

He Luan didn't have time to reply, Chen Wei was still bombarding him with messages one by one, vowing not to stop until he vented all the regrets in his heart.Chen Wei would not share these things with Eight Fatty Five Masters and others, they are all ignorant blunts.Chen Wei didn't dare to bother Seventh Brother, if Fu Zhong saw him sending messages like this one after another, he would definitely blacklist him.But Chen Wei still has He Luan, compared with the other eight people, He Luan is closer to him.

After all, you live in a house, you don't see him when you look up, you don't miss others when you go home, and you only miss him when you go home.If you live in love, you will kiss. If you kiss and kiss, you will sleep in the same bed in winter and eat a piece of ice in summer.

He Luan picked up his phone and looked at a long list of messages, he suddenly laughed, there are not many things that can make him laugh now.He Luan's feelings and impressions of this roommate living together are good. He hasn't seen him for many days, and he is eager to rush back to live in the apartment of the Time Bureau.It was more comfortable to live there than in this tomb-like house, but he couldn't get away for a while, after all, there were so many annoying things in this house!

Chen Wei sent a few tearful emojis, and He Luan knew that he was really sad, so he smiled and replied: Don't worry, luck and fortune depend on each other, there may be a turning point tonight.Think about it, wouldn't it be better to write a parallel time and space if the author knew your feelings?

—You are a comforter.I'm going to entangle a group of people to go to the comment area to write a book. I'm not the only one who thinks this plot is too twisted!

Then there was a "petition" in the comment area, and Chen Wei's execution ability trained in the executive department should not be underestimated.Seeing that he finished sending out the "petition", He Luan happily ran over and said to himself: Well, it just so happens that the Kaifeng dish I ordered has arrived, so happy!

The person who was full of sorrow and tears just now turned his head and smiled. The negative energy can't stay on Chen Wei for too long. He spends most of his time in the carefree state of a child.Chen Wei opened the package overjoyed, took a deep breath of the fragrance, and took a photo to send to He Luan.

— Come and see my source of happiness today!

—You are good or bad, you came to sweeten me on purpose, didn’t you?

-Ha ha!Just to sweeten you on purpose!If you are at home, you can share with me.But when you come back, I will definitely treat you to a big meal, and then there will be new products, and I will take you to eat the best!

—You are still so likable.Is your leg better?

—It’s much better, the doctor said that I can continue to train with the team in another ten days.Luckily it wasn't a major fracture, otherwise my executor would have ended here.Alright, I'm going to eat, let's talk later!

They said goodbye.He Luan put the phone aside, regained his energy, opened the document and continued to write.The house stood in deep darkness, the balcony was not lit, and my father fell asleep there.There was a bean of light in He Luan's room, as if floating in the air far away.The bedroom with water-red curtains couldn't even see a ray of light, and the mother lying on the bed breathed softly.The leaves of the sycamore tree fell in thousands of pieces, and autumn waited quietly outside the window lattice, something was dying.

It was noon when we arrived at Lake Baikal, and the plane followed the command of the ground tower to descend, and after the clouds and fog cleared, a boundless lake was revealed.The plains of Siberia are covered with lush forests. Layers of birches and firs extend westward along a jagged mountain range. From time to time, the pretty figure of sika deer flashes by the edge of the forest, and the howling of gray wolves is one after another in the deep mountains and valleys.God sits on his throne, looking at this forest world inlaid with precious natural gemstones without leaving a trace.

Ji Yao closed his eyes and dozed off on the road, so he didn't need to bother pointing out where there was a heartbeat.They sat in the front part of the cabin, and Ji Yao specially asked Fu Zhong to sit with him by name.No one dared to disobey the chief's order, so Fu Zhong sat next to him and walked with him logically.The front engine room is the position of the officers, the commanders of the first, second and third ranks are all here, and there are also some school officers and lieutenants.There is no one in the cabin, and everyone can't talk much.

On the way, Ji Yao and Fu Zhong didn't say more than ten sentences, they just dealt with their official business in front of the computer.But Fu Zhong didn't think it was a big deal, on the contrary, he thought this was the best way, smelling the fragrance of Ji Yao's body along the way, what else could compare with this!

After Ji Yao sent the last email, she turned off the computer, turned her head and said to Fu Zhong, "Remember to wake me up when you get there", then leaned on the back of the chair and closed her eyes to play chess with Duke Zhou.When the plane started to descend and was about to land, Fu Zhong looked at Ji Yao and saw that he was sleeping with his head tilted and unguarded.Fu Zhong wanted to wake him up, but he held back several times. He still wanted to see such an officer more.Every glance he looks at is an object worth remembering in the future.

In order to protect the ecosystem, the Baikal base was built underground.After the ground cracked, a parking platform printed with the Russian national emblem was raised. The plane took off and landed vertically, parked in the predetermined berth, and then descended with the platform.The surface on the top is closed again, and the huge, endless airport underground is unimaginable.The long retractable runway is being cleaned, dozens of transport planes are opening and unloading, and vans are running non-stop between the airport and the warehouse.

"Attention all personnel, please gather in the meeting room in Area A in one hour. Repeat, gather in the meeting room in Area A in one hour."

"receive."

Fu Zhong took off his earphones and unfastened his seat belt.The people in the cabin stood up, took their own backpacks and hung them on their backs, and walked out in line.Fu Zhong sat on his seat, planning to wait until they had almost finished walking before getting up.But at this time, Ji Yao was still sound asleep as if he was not disturbed by the outside world, without any movement.The accompanying officer walked past Fu Zhong, pointed at Ji Yao suspiciously, Fu Zhong smiled at him, and said softly, "I'll wake him up later."

The crowd was gone and the cabin was empty.Ji Yao hadn't woken up yet, he shrank back, as if he was a little cold.Fu Zhong looked at the empty back, and after making sure that there was no one there, he leaned over and whispered next to Ji Yao's ear, "Sir, we're here. Wake up, we're going to a meeting."

Ji Yao put his hands on his abdomen, and the temperature in the cabin was neither high nor low. He saw a fairy holding a flower talking in his ear in his drowsiness, and the whispers were blown into his ears one by one with the gentle wind.But the eyes seem to be covered by white mist, and the appearance of the immortal can't be seen clearly.Ji Yao felt the heat in his ear canals, which made his whole body feel crisp.There was something soft rubbing against his ear, he thought it was a flower petal that fell from the fairy's hand, just as he was about to raise his hand to brush it, he happened to press his finger on Fu Zhong's lips.

Seeing that he pressed his finger on his lips, Fu Zhong didn't hide, he opened his mouth slightly, and gently bit the top fingertip.This bite brought Ji Yao back to his senses, his eyelids startled, and he was about to sit up while leaning on the armrest, but saw Fu Zhong put his teeth on his fingertips.The touch of the teeth against the skin was real, and his knuckles could feel the heat in his mouth.

The air of breathing fluttered between the fingers, and a strange feeling suddenly rose from the soles of Ji Yao's feet to the top of his head, as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body was numb, and there was an untimely movement somewhere.

"Captain Fu! What are you doing!" Ji Yao was surprised and amazed, he quickly suppressed his body's reaction and reprimanded him in a low voice, he quickly pulled his fingers back, nervously clasped the armrest of the seat and looked out the window.

"This is the underground parking area of ​​the Lake Baikal base. Everyone in the cabin has left, and there are only two of us here."

"You deliberately?"

Fu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Well. You are the same, aren't you? I know you woke up when the plane just started to land, but you just kept pretending to be asleep."

Ji Yao was immediately embarrassed that Fu Zhong broke his disguise so boldly.Ji Yao's heart was beating wildly, but he didn't show any embarrassment, and he still retorted sharply: "Who said I was pretending to sleep? Just now I clearly dreamed that a flower-holding fairy came to my ear and said some secrets, maybe I Because of this, I can break through the secrets of the sky and go straight to the sky, so I have a beautiful dream, but you just broke it up!"

Hearing this, Fu Zhong was not annoyed, he leaned sideways on the armrest and said with a smile: "Is it because my lips are too close, making you mistakenly think that the petals in the hands of the immortals fell on your ears?"

Looking at his flowery mouth, I am afraid it is really a flower petal dropped by a fairy.Ji Yao closed her eyes, untied her seat belt and stood up, looked down at Fu Zhong and said, "What are you still doing sitting there? Don't you know you're going to a meeting? If you're late, it's your fault!"

The two got off the plane one after the other, Fu Zhong tidied up his clothes and chased after him: "How did you know you were going to gather?"

"Didn't you tell me just now?" Ji Yao said.Just in front of a group of people entered the elevator, the elevator space is not big, Ji Yao had to stand next to Fu Zhong at the back.They squeezed their arms, shoulders against shoulders, and their fingers rubbed together several times.

Fu Zhong laughed like a successful child, and he immediately got out of Ji Yao's words. It turned out that Ji Yao was really pretending to sleep just now.Maybe Ji Yao is also waiting for himself to wake him up, so that he can say a few flirtatious words when no one is around.Fu Zhong thought that when he put his lips on Ji Yao's ear just now, it looked like he was kissing, but it was a bit worse.He smelled a faint fragrance behind Ji Yao's ears, and the smell of sage had already been carved into his bones.

He sneaked a glance at Ji Yao next to him, and saw that the corners of his mouth were pursed, making him look upright and clean.Ji Yao put his right hand into the pocket of his jacket, the cold in Russia is ten times colder than Beijing, but his ears turned red.

Crowded in the elevator, the fingers of the two wiped back and forth between the gaps.Fu Zhong quietly raised his little finger to hook Jiyao's hand, but he tensed for a while and then put it down.It's not just him, Ji Yao on the other side is also quietly testing the temperature of the back of Fu Zhong's hand.

Should I hook his hand?

Why doesn't he come and take my hand?

Just as he was thinking, the elevator lights turned on and the crowd filed out.Without saying a word, Ji Yao put his hands in his pockets and walked out first with his long legs.Fu Zhong looked at his back, touched his lips, and followed him not too far away.Fu Zhong first went to the combat preparation room to check the things, and then put them on the conveyor belt and sent them to their respective accommodation areas.After finishing these things, he happened to meet Ji Yao who was walking towards the meeting room, and followed him into the meeting room.

Before all the people in the conference room arrived, Ji Yao found his own seat and sat down, next to Wei Shanhua, who was talking with Russian experts.Ji Yao ignored him, turned around and took the computer and file folder from the secretary, whispered a few words to the secretary and let him go out.Ji Yao spread out the folder to look at it, then unscrewed the pen, and signed his name at the bottom.

Fu Zhong sat opposite to Ji Yao. After sitting down, he quietly raised his eyes to look at Ji Yao, watching how he browsed the document, and how he signed the document page with his thin fingers.Fu Xin's head trembled, his gaze seemed to have taken root in Ji Yao's finger, and he couldn't move it away no matter what.It would be great if such a hand had a ring to cover it, Fu Zhong thought in a mess in his heart, it would be great if I put it on for him myself.

This is the meeting chaired by Constantine, and the specific work of each department is arranged.Fu Zhong wore a translator on his ear to listen to Constantine's speech, but his restless mind couldn't help drifting towards Ji Yao.He was half-hearted in the meeting, spinning the pen absently in his hand, and then the fountain pen fell on the notebook with a bang, and then slid out along the smooth desktop, stopping right in front of Ji Yao.

Fu Zhong was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look at the pen.After hearing the movement, Ji Yao stopped flipping through the documents, stared at the pen for a long time, almost missed a hole.After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhong on the opposite side, and saw that his face was so red that it was about to smoke.

Just now, when he was biting his finger, rubbing his ear, and talking about the flower-bearing fairy, he didn't see Fu Zhong's ears turn red like this, and the two of them seemed to be neck-to-neck like mandarin ducks.Sure enough, this little bastard is afraid of people watching around, once he gets to a place where no one is around, he will be lawless!Ji Yao has a bad heart, and he has already figured out this problem thoroughly. The more embarrassed Fu Zhong is, the more he wants to tease him.

Ji Yao pushed his glasses, raised his finger to hook the pen over, pressed his thumb, and the pen twirled in a circle on his hand.He deliberately smiled at Fu Zhong, then pulled out the cap of his pen and started writing.Ji Yao thinks this is a good one, the ink flows evenly, it is very neat to write, and the signature is much more beautiful than others.It's not enough for him to just finish writing, he also has to put the cap on and pull it out, pull it out and put it on again, like poking it into a hole repeatedly.He grinded it calmly like this, and finally softened the button after a dozen times in the slanting wind and drizzle.

I don't know what he thought of again, Fu Zhong's face became hotter and redder.He sat there as if on the tip of a needle, his legs tensely placed under the table, just to resist the urge in his stomach.Fu Xin became angry in his heart: It's all for taking my pen, but he still wants to tease people like this!It's not in vain that I broke your dream, with your teasing tricks, any fairy will suffer when he comes!

At this time, the letter of commitment was handed down from above, and it had to be signed by hand.When it was passed to Fu Zhong, Fu Zhong was empty-handed and in a dilemma.Ji Yao looked at him with her legs folded, thinking in her mind - wait for him to come to ask for her pen back, and then return the pen to him logically.

However, things didn't go as expected, Fu Zhong, whose face and ears had just faded from the red tide, looked up at Ji Yao's face, then lowered his eyelids again, and turned to the Russian operator sitting beside him: "Madam, can I borrow your pen? "

Everyone loves a handsome guy, and the female operator saw him with a straight nose, red lips, bright eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a well-pressed uniform, with an extraordinary natural demeanor, smooth face and good manners, so she gave him the pen.

Wei Shanhua suddenly felt a chill beside him, and subconsciously turned his head to glance at Ji Yao.I saw him tense the corners of his mouth calmly, staring at the opposite side with gloomy eyes, as if a pair of big hands were stretched out, trying to drag the opposite person over and crush them!