Mountains and seas have a home

After Fu Zhong finished signing and passed the letter of commitment, he turned around to look at Ji Yao, and found that he was also looking at him.The eyes of the two collided on the conference table, and when they collided, there were turbulent waves, landslides, and landslides. When the two eyes competed, the earth had been destroyed countless times by black holes.Ji Yao stared at Fu Zhong with a serious smile, Fu Zhong's eyes were bent, he buckled the pen like Ji Yao, and returned the pen sideways.

At this time, the female operator had already packed her folders. She opened the seat and stood up. She nodded at Fu Zhong and said with a smile, "This is a new one. I gave it to you. You're welcome."

Ji Yao knew that he was using his own way to treat his own body. Fu Zhong looked gentle, courteous and frugal, but there were many bad ideas in his heart.Ji Yao suddenly withdrew his gloomy gaze. If he didn't succeed at this moment, he would have plenty of time to deal with him in the future. Who could beat this old fox like himself!Ji Yao turned around and took the letter of commitment from Wei Shanhua, and found Fu Zhong's name, and his signature was right next to Fu Zhong.

He didn't admit defeat in his heart, and the name he wrote was a little bigger than Fu Zhong, Ji Yao finally let out a sigh of relief.He closed the pen and moved the document to the next person, restraining his heart from beating wildly so as not to look at Fu Zhong, he tidied up the things on the table by himself, turned his face away and stepped out.When he walked out of the gate of the conference hall, he was still making a bet with himself in his heart, betting whether Fu Zhong would catch up, the bet was his good mood throughout the day.

After signing, Fu Zhong dawdled in his seat and refused to leave. He wanted to wait for Ji Yao.When Ji Yao got up to leave, there was no one left in the conference hall.Fu Zhong moved the chair in a hurry, and then quickly chased after him. After getting dressed, he called to Ji Yao: "Sir, can you give me back the pen?"

The gamble was settled in his heart, and Ji Yao won the good mood of watching the day.He gave himself a hard blow, but he must not just forgive Fu Zhong, so that he can overwhelm him!It took him a long time to turn around, his eyes cast around on Fu Zhong, and when he saw that he was still holding the pen he borrowed from the female operator, he suddenly became unhappy.Ji Yao was determined to be a villain. He stepped on the heel of his shoe, frowned and said angrily, "Aren't you holding a pen in your hand? Why are you here to ask me what I want?"

The ability of this supporter blocked Fu Zhong so much that he couldn't speak a word.Seeing that he was at a loss for words, Ji Yao knew that he couldn't argue with his words, and he couldn't speak of his suffering, so he didn't make things difficult for him anymore.Ji Yao tightened his jaw, glanced at Fu Zhong, and lightly said: "Find a good time to get it by yourself."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked to the other side. The blocked door opened automatically. When he walked over, he didn't stop a step, and he didn't look back.Immediately afterwards, the magnetic door closed behind him, Fu Zhong couldn't see his figure, but he was still thinking about what he said just now.

At noon, Wei Shanhua came down from the second floor of the simulation training ground. He had just finished the training mission of the VVA special forces, and was about to taste a delicious lunch at this time.After Wei Shanhua went downstairs, he saw Ji Yao who had just finished practicing the parallel bars. He was sweating in his single clothes, with a layer of water shining brightly on his neck, and the cotton long-sleeved shirt was tightly attached to his muscles, as if he What I practice is not the single and parallel bars, but the armed swimming for five kilometers.

The training ground was empty, and the special training unit of the task force had been disbanded a few minutes ago, and there was still a long time before the training started in the afternoon.In the empty training ground, there will be echoes when there is a slight noise. Ji Yao goes through the isolation door to the back, opens the cabinet and takes a towel to wipe off the sweat on his face and hands.Wei Shanhua leaned against the isolation door with a folder to look at him, and asked, "Shall we have dinner together at noon, Santu? How about Pu's thick soup?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, and I don't know." Ji Yao didn't look back, he glanced at the timetable floating in the middle of the training ground, "Go and eat by yourself, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Wei Shanhua tilted his neck and shrugged.He heard movement behind him, and then the isolation door opened to both sides, and someone came in from the outside.Wei Shanhua saw Fu Zhong, and Fu Zhong also saw him, and his steps stopped for a moment.Wei Shanhua waved to him with a smile, turned his head and teased Ji Yao and said, "I know why you stayed here so late by yourself, and I also know why you rejected my lunch invitation. Looking back, who is here? "

Ji Yao didn't need to turn his head to know who was coming. He wiped his neck with a towel, pressed down the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but lift up, and said, "Since you know everything, why are you still sticking around? Get out now!"

"Is he also so fierce to you?" Wei Shanhua quietly asked Fu Zhong before leaving.

Fu Zhong answered with a matter of course: "Of course not, Lieutenant Colonel."

"Good guy, no one can treat him differently than him!" Wei Shanhua commented, he looked up and down Fu Zhong for a while, wondering what kind of magical power this man has to make people like Ji Yao look at him differently.

Wei Shanhua thought about it and left, Fu Zhong saluted him, and watched him go away according to the etiquette.When Wei Shanhua walked out of the isolation gate, Fu Zhong hurriedly turned his head, and he never looked at outsiders when Ji Yao was there.Fu Zhong walked into the door and saw Ji Yao was sitting down on the bench, his strong and full chest muscles were exposed in the open collar of the lining, he folded his legs and leaned forward on his knees, his eyes were full of words She raised her eyelids to look at him as if she was about to say something.

"Chief." Fu Zhong called out and stood in front of him.The undried sweat on Ji Yao's body came into Fu Zhong's eyes, and the soaked underwear also clearly showed the infinite power contained in his body in Fu Zhong's eyes. Such a person will not be defeated.

Ji Yao clasped his hands. He had spent a lot of time on the parallel bars just now, and his arms were still a little sore.He looked straight at Fu Zhong's face without flinching. In this place where no one was around, they could look at each other unscrupulously again: "What's the matter with you?"

"You asked me to find a good time to return the pen by myself," Fu Zhong replied, "so I came here."

"Do you think this is a good time?" Ji Yao raised his chin and asked back.

Fu Zhong lowered his head to look at him, did not avoid his eyes at all, just looked at him so gently.Ji Yao's sweaty body, healthy complexion, and solemn voice all attracted him, making him addicted, just like smelling poppies.Ji Yao is that gorgeous poppy flower.

After a few seconds, Fu Zhong said: "I think this is a good time. You see, there is no one else here except us, so just say what you want to say. Didn't you wait here all the time before I came?"

Hearing what he said clearly, Ji Yao nodded approvingly: "So you just want me to give you back the pen?"

"Yes, Chief." Fu Zhong swallowed his throat, "But it's not just for this matter."

"Then what else?" Ji Yao persuasively guided him to continue.

Fu Zhong's fingers retracted, he clenched his jaw, and forced a breath into his chest, which made the bones of his neck protrude: "I also want to see you. If you didn't return the pen, I would How can I come to meet you at this time?"

This is what Ji Yao wanted to hear, and it was very useful for him.Ji Yao deliberately didn't return the things, deliberately blocked his mouth, deliberately stayed here so late, but just wanted to find a good reason to meet.A pen is insignificant, and it doesn't matter if it's still not returned. The important thing is the "good time".

"No way." Ji Yao smiled and teased him.

Fu Zhong was not afraid of him: "Sir, I have returned the pen that Natasha lent me."

"Natasha?" Ji Yao put down his legs and stood up, went to the door of the cabinet to pack up his things, and put everything into his backpack, "How long has it been since you found out all her names?"

"No, her name is signed on the letter of commitment, just use a translator to translate it." Fu Zhong argued, "It's convenient for the property to return to its original owner."

Ji Yao zipped up the backpack, turned around and leaned on the pillar with both hands.He didn't pay attention to his open neckline, the two concave collarbones just appeared in Fu Zhong's field of vision.Ji Yao's expression was so calm, that Fu Zhong, who had eyes and ears, couldn't tell whether it was an unconscious action or a deliberate test of his concentration.Just a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of trousers can't stop Ji Yao's gullible smell.

Seeing that Fu Zhong was silent, Ji Yao flipped through his coat and took out a pen from his pocket.He pulled out the cap of the pen and put it back on, then handed it to Fu Zhong.As soon as Fu Zhong stretched out his hand, Ji Yao suddenly pulled back, and Fu Zhong had no choice but to catch it.Ji Yao is changing ways to be funny again, he likes to play hard-to-get tricks.

"Sir, why do you have to fight against me on a pen today?" Fu Zhong pretended to snatch it a few times but failed to get it back, and asked Ji Yao with raised eyebrows.

He deliberately softened his voice, who wouldn't like someone who speaks softly.When Ji Yao was thinking about him, Fu Zhong thought about it inside and out.He knew that Ji Yao was soft and not hard, he had a fierce face, but his heart was gentler than anyone else.

"Why do you think I can't get along with you? Let me give a few examples: half-hearted during meetings, changing pens, influencing others, and behaving badly." Bad behavior includes borrowing pens from female operators, but Ji Yao is absolutely against this point. Knowing how to speak, the universe in the words has to be pondered by oneself to have taste.

Facing him, Fu Zhong accepted the lesson humbly, and after Ji Yao finished counting, he approached a little closer, touched the toe of the officer's shoe, and said, "That's all?"

"Why are you standing so close? Stay away from me." Ji Yao bit the pen holder horizontally in his mouth, and raised his hand against his chest.

Fu Zhong didn't stay far away, looked at Ji Yao quietly for a while, and asked him with a smile: "Are you jealous of me?"

Ji Yao immediately exploded, his heart burst into smoke, he would not blink his eyes when facing jackals, tigers and leopards, but he would never stand such teasing when facing Fu Zhong.Fu Zhong is a special emotion in his heart, a kind of confusion, sometimes it is better to let go of his body and mind and let it lead than to resist blindly.Looking at his bright eyes, Ji Yao angrily took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes hard, and then tapped the pen on Fu Zhong's chest.

"You can talk nonsense! I'm so jealous of a man like you!" Ji Yao didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, but his voice became louder, but his tone started to tremble, "How can a pen be worthy of you coming to humiliate me like this?" ? Is your mouth really a flower petal?"

He pushed Fu Zhong, stood up straight and took off his backpack, about to slip away from the side.Fu Zhong raised his hand to catch the pen, and accidentally pinched Ji Yao's finger in the confusion.Ji Yao's muscles tensed, and he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and hastily turned away and fled.

"Sir!" Fu Zhong called to stop Ji Yao, "There is one more thing."

"Why do you have so many fucking things? What else do you have? Can you finish it in one breath?"

Fu Zhong turned to Ji Yao, and raised his hand to help him cover the collar of his clothes, covering his open chest and collarbone.Fu Zhong tidied up his clothes and said, "The neckline is too open. It's cold, and you'll get chills when you go out. Your appearance will take away the souls of many people."

The "many people" he mentioned was himself, and his soul had already been hooked by Ji Yao.Ji Yao saw him tugging on his collar seriously, and knew what he was thinking.Ji Yao's throat choked, and he grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away, warning: "You have exceeded the rules."

He straightened his collar, suppressed his panic and walked out the door without haste.The confrontation just now made him sweat all over again, what school and school did Fu Zhong's kung fu come from!My heart was pounding like a drum, but it wasn't the cold feeling after a nightmare.He felt hot, warm, alive.This bone-crushing temperature flowed to all parts of his body along with the blood, soaking his body, and gave him another new gift, making him lush and full of spring.

Seeing him leave, Fu Zhong looked back and found that Ji Yao forgot to take his coat.Perhaps he left in such a hurry that he forgot that he still had something to take.Fu Zhong helped him pack up the clothes, looked at the size and number sewn into the inner lining of the clothes, and he memorized the number.

The system issued a prompt, telling him that the training ground is about to start cleaning and disinfection procedures, and the resident personnel are asked to leave immediately.Fu Zhong quickly went out with his clothes and backpack in his arms, and when he just went out, he bumped into Ji Yao who was running back in a hurry.They all ran into each other's arms, and Fu Zhong subconsciously put his arms around Ji Yao's back to prevent him from falling.Ji Yao had a straight nose, and it hurt badly after bumping into it.He touched his nose angrily, glared at Fu Zhong, grabbed the things in his hand, turned and walked away.

Fu Zhong walked behind him with his bag on his shoulders, secretly chuckling as he watched his angry back and the movement of shaking his coat.After Ji Yao got annoyed, she decided to find a chance to bite back, and they had another chance to fight together.

At 10:47 at night, Ji Yao took the elevator to the ground, and the entrance and exit of the underground base was in a valley sunken in a mountain.He walked along the dark road out of the valley, which was cold and quiet now, and the thrushes on the coral-colored rowan trees were chirping among the trees.After the wind and rain at the airport, the leaves are gradually thinning, and standing on the roadbed, you can see far away.Ji Yao crossed the valley and walked along the road to Lake Baikal and sat down.Autumn is short in the north, and the climate is continental. The temperature difference between day and night is large, and the night is as freezing as early winter.

Sitting on the stone slab, Ji Yao picked up a few stones and threw them into the lake, watching the ripples.There is no star or moon in the unfathomable sky, and the shining North Star has long since ceased to rise.The wet and white sandy beach by the lake spreads long to the north, and further away is the undulating mountains, and the breeze blows the cheeks, sending strands of rosin.The earth seemed to be floating, and the slightest sound would startle the echoes, which did not disappear until far away.

Few people came out to see the lake like him. Since the darkness fell on the earth, the afterglow of Lake Baikal has gradually been forgotten.In the freezing cold of winter, the tile-blue mist is like ribbons, and the sound of birdsong and fishing boats beating wooden posts can be heard very clearly.

The tranquility was broken by the ringing of the phone, Ji Yao took out his phone and glanced at it, it was Gu Qichuan's call.

"What's the matter?" Ji Yao sucked his nose sore from the cold, and wrapped his coat tightly.

"The first batch of bullets has been made, will I send them to you now?"

"No, I'll send everything after I've prepared everything. The mission will start after two months. There's plenty of time, so don't worry."

"Things are all incredible guys. It's too noisy to transport them together. Aren't you afraid of being cleaned up?"

Ji Yao twirled a pendant in his palm and said, "Isn't it always like this before? What do you think I'm afraid of?"

Gu Qichuan let out a cry, followed by a moment of silence.Ji Yao didn't speak, and fiddled with the pendant with his eyes lowered, letting the wind blow past his cheeks.

"The mustard seeds are still passed on to you." Gu Qichuan said flatly, "Say hello to your father for me, and express my respect to him."

Ji Yao smiled, but her tone became even more flat, so flat that she was about to be blown away by the wind: "I will, thank you for remembering my father."

They hung up the phone after a few words, and the wind was rustling all around, rustling into Ji Yao's ears, like a flock of crows chatting noisily.Under the sounds of nature, no human voice is heard, only the chirping of night birds and the murmur of running water.He looked at the sparkling lake and those beautiful and slender rows of waves, and felt a little sad. The solitude as huge as the sky was tiptoeing over to wrap him in light clothes to keep out the cold.

Earphones were pinned to his ears, and "Dream Wedding" was playing inside, and this song had been looping in his ears since he walked out of the underground base.He thought of the piano played by Fu Zhong, his silhouette and gentle voice, like an elf.

Fu Zhong sent him a message, Ji Yao saw it, and immediately turned off the phone.He opened it again after a few minutes and replied: I am by the lake.

— can I go up there?

——Come up and put on more clothes. It’s cold and you’re shivering.

Fu Zhong put on a woolen windbreaker, and after a little thought, he put on a sheepskin jacket.He swiped his card and got out of the elevator, and the breeze rushed towards his face, and the bitter rosin and sweet apricot fragrance penetrated straight into his lungs and heart.Fu Zhong also walked out of the valley along the railing of the road. He shivered suddenly and hurriedly closed the collar of his windbreaker to keep out the cold.The cold wind in Siberia made his whole body chill, which was much more unkind than the wind in Beijing.

Sitting alone by the lake is a figure, looking up at the distant mountains.Fu Zhong recognized Ji Yao at a glance, he quickened his pace, and wrapped a paper bag in his hand in a sheepskin jacket to keep warm.Fu Zhong walked lightly behind Ji Yao, took off the hot windbreaker and put it on him.Ji Yao was taken aback, and when she turned around, she smelled the aroma of coffee.Fu Zhong touched the hot coffee cup to his cold ears, and a burst of warmth turned into water and flowed into his heart.

"Didn't I tell you to wear more clothes? Why are you disobedient?" Ji Yao asked him while clutching his hot coffee.

"I knew you were shivering from the cold, so I brought an extra piece of clothing up." Fu Zhong shook off the sheepskin jacket and put it on, and sat down beside him. I'll lend you some clothes. Look, you're so cold that you're rubbing your hands."

Ji Yao watched him sit down next to her, but didn't chase him away.It seemed that the scintillating fight at noon had never happened, and none of them mentioned it.The two sat side by side facing the lake, with a polite distance between them.

"It's so cold. Why did you suddenly come to the lake?"

"Nothing, I just want to sit quietly for a while. My mind has not been so quiet for a long time. Only at this time can I forget the pain I have experienced, and do what I like and think about what I think. people."

Ji Yao took a sip of his coffee, the coffee had no sugar, it was bitter and heavy, just like his previous life.Fu Zhong answered Fu Yangxia's call, and Ji Yao sat aside and listened to his conversation with his father, looked down at his mobile phone silently, and played with it over and over again.

After hearing a gust of wind, Fu Zhong asked him: "What are you thinking?"

After a long silence, Ji Yao said, "I miss my father."

A melancholy rose up from the cool lake water, enveloping Ji Yao like a bubble.The mocking and mournful voices of thrushes whispered around the two of them. Although they could not be seen, they were clearly in the surrounding area.Ji Yao propped the bridge of his nose in a melancholy mood, and continued: "My father also worked in the executive department, but he died ten years ago. He never came back after a mission. He died in another Time and space, I haven't seen his body, and I don't know the cause of death."

His voice was so flat, as if he was talking about trivial matters.Fu Zhong stared at his side face, and suddenly felt pain in his heart, just like he saw Ji Yao who was blind in the hospital a few months ago.Fu sincerely loves him, Ji Yao is too lonely, and needs someone to treat him like this.

"Have you checked the mission records?" Fu Zhong said, "Electronic records, marching logs, etc., there will be detailed information on them, and maybe some traces can be found."

Ji Yao clutched his coffee cup and shook his head: "Did I not think of this? I know the system of the time bureau better than you. I didn't find any records about that mission. I turned over the archives and the Galaxy database. Didn't find anything useful."

"How could it be? Any mission of the Time Bureau will be recorded, no matter how big or small it is. And as you, you must have the authority to check it. Besides, your father died during the mission, how could this not be recorded?"