Mountains and seas have a home

It was a little cold when the wind blew over, Ji Yao covered the collar of the windbreaker, only to hear the soft breeze blowing the fabric, making a hissing sound.Ji Yao wiped the bridge of her nose so that the cold air would not damage her facial features.He exhaled, and said with a kind of bravery: "Sometimes I really hope that everything is my imagination, so that it is my own fault, not the fault of the outside world. But my father is indeed not here. No, he didn't come back, never came back."

Fu Zhong silently rubbed his hands, the skin on his hands was already freezing cold, and his fingertips were red from the cold.He shivered, put his hands in his arms, and said, "Maybe your father is not dead, he is still alive, but he stayed there for some reason."

The breath exhaled during the conversation turned into white mist, and the air flow that rushed towards him was filled with moist water vapor. It seemed that in the next second, snow foam as big as snails would fall from the sky.Ji Yao bent her knees and shook her head: "No, he is indeed dead, I watched him die with my own eyes."

"What's going on here?" Fu Zhong looked at him, the two were not far apart, the holy silence replaced the hustle and bustle of the day and the roaring songs of the machines in the base, and a sweet sadness gradually arose in his heart.

"I found a video in Xinghe's database, which was recorded by a tracker." Ji Yao drank his coffee, let the bitter liquid warm him up, and hugged the coffee cup in his arms, "It's only ten seconds in total. , Those ten seconds recorded the process of my father's death."

Ji Yao stopped talking, just stared at the dark lake surface and breathed silently.His face was turned pale by the cold wind, his cheeks and the tip of his nose were slightly red, and his tight skin filled him with youthful fantasies.The breeze on the lake blows his hair, and in the deserted valley, montane birds startle from time to time, and the cliffs and oak forests look like ancient ghosts.Ji Yao's hands trembled a little, Fu Zhong approached him and put his arms around his shoulders.

"It's okay, we are the younger generation, and there is a chance to redeem everything. If father knows that you are so good, he will be very happy." Fu Zhong said, he was next to Ji Yao, and when they talked Like close friends.

His words made Ji Yao feel better, so he didn't push him away.Ji Yao still wants to hear more of Fu Zhong's voice, which is so soft and fascinating.The temperature on the two of them ran towards each other, no matter how heavy the wind and snow came, they couldn't invade them.Ji Yao let the coffee moisten his lips, then licked it, turned to look at Fu Zhong and asked him: "Do you know why I participated in the 'backtracking' project? Tell me about it."

The family has given Fu Zhong a lot of influence, and his three views have always followed the right path: "Naturally, it is to contribute to the country."

Ji Yao was amused by him, turned his wrist and pretended to pat him: "You are the only one with poor mouth."

"Could there be other reasons?"

"You can figure it out for yourself. But what you said is right. The country needs me, so I will follow suit. Where I came from, I have to go back in the end." Ji Yao said pointedly, holding the A coffee cup, staring down at the pattern on the lid.

Seeing that he only exposed gourds and did not sell medicine, Fu Zhong had to give up the idea of ​​questioning.This is good, one new secret after another is waiting for them to discover, at least there is something to chase in the road ahead.They didn't communicate for a long time after that, but neither left the other.Fu Zhong's hand was still on Ji Yao's shoulder. After a long time, he seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and Ji Yao didn't pull his hand away.

There was the sound of cars on the road, and then a white police helicopter came from the valley. The searchlights hanging at the bottom turned the lake water into a copper-green color. After turning a corner, it approached the place where the two were.Two police cars also stopped on the side of the road, a Lada sedan followed by a GAZ 69 off-road vehicle, and Fu Zhong knew that the car was full of guns just by looking at it.

Ji Yao looked up and saw the flying helicopter. He hurriedly pulled Fu Zhong's hand down. When he touched Fu Zhong's fingers, he shivered from the cold: "Why are your hands so cold? Take it down, and the Russian night police came to question you gone."

The searchlights shrouded them in a halo, the plane hovered above their heads, and the strong wind from the propellers blew the lake water into a wave and rushed to the shore. The police officer sitting in the plane told them to stay where they were. .Ji Yao stood up, Fu Zhong patted his face, the cold wind and humidity made his cheeks ache.He rubbed his hands vigorously, put them to his mouth and let out a breath, then put his hands in his pockets.

"Hold it." Ji Yao suddenly handed over the coffee cup, "I've been covering it all the time, it's still hot, and I'll warm your hands too."

"Ah, sir, thank you."

"Take it, it's okay. I'll tell the police when they come, don't talk nonsense."

Fu Zhong reached out to take the cup and held it in the palm of his hand, the warm air went straight to the top of his head, warming every strand of his hair.The coffee was not finished, and the aroma was still coming out, Fu Zhong held the cup up to his nose and smelled it, he wanted to inhale all the smell into his body.Seeing him like this, Ji Yao stuck the back of Fu Zhong's hand with the back of his hand, and then shook his hand pretending to be disgusted: "I'm freezing to death, why do you only buy one cup of coffee? Buy two cups and you're done."

Fu Zhong answered him with a smile: "I bought this specially for you. I know your taste. No sugar is added. But no matter how bitter the coffee is, it will taste sweet after passing through your hands."

"It's such a sweet mouth. It's eloquent and eloquent. With your mouth, I'm afraid many people have been taken into your pocket, right?" Ji Yao asked, watching the two policemen leave Off the shoulder, coming towards them.

"Of course not, sir, I have nothing in my pocket, and no one has been tamed by me yet."

Ji Yao glanced at him across the end of his eyes, but neither of them made a sound.The police came up, and Ji Yao accepted the routine interrogation after checking their documents.Ji Yao and the police officers spoke in Russian, Fu Zhong couldn't understand, so he had to stand aside and wait.The two talked for nearly 5 minutes, and finally Ji Yao showed his ID, and asked Fu Zhong to take it out.After learning that Ji Yao was the first-level executive commander, the two policemen saluted him, and then gestured to the sky, indicating that the helicopter could leave.

The noise of cars and planes immediately disappeared into the sensitive and fragile air, and the dazzling beam of light from the helicopter also disappeared below the cliff.Ji Yao waited until he could no longer see the night patrol team, then lowered his head and patted his clothes, saying, "Let's go back."

Fu Zhong followed him up the road on which he came. There were only the two of them on the long and winding road, their shadows trailing behind.Fu Zhong walked happily, and there was no sound in the quiet night: "Did the police make things difficult for you?"

"Do you think I will be embarrassing? I have always been the only one who embarrasses others. They are a night patrol team, specially patrolling the area of ​​​​the Baikal base. We are foreigners, and we are still on the ground so late at night. , naturally want to ask a few questions."

"It's so late at night before I know it." Fu Zhong glanced at the time, "But I feel like it's only been 5 minutes. When I'm with you, time always goes faster than usual."

Ji Yao crossed his arms, stretched out his toes and kicked away a small stone, saying, "So you don't need me to tell you that you will definitely beat the time."

There was fog in the woods, and a white mist hung on the right side of the meadow. On the misty and wet field, the wormwood and wormwood shone with a cold white silver light.After walking for a while, they returned to the valley, where the entrance to the underground base was.The foot of the mountain is covered with wild aspens and pine trees, and the bark of the aspens and the ravines covered with rotting leaves exude a bitter aroma.There is light steam in the lowlands, and rats burrow in the dew-covered bushes.

Fu Zhong walked to the entrance, and when he was about to verify his identity, he turned around and saw Ji Yao standing there without moving.Ji Yao copied his hands, raised his chin and took a deep breath of the damp cold air in the night, and crackling echoes came from the dark woods opposite.

"Sir, it's cold at night, and the damp and cold air has soaked people's bones. Let's go back to the base." The night was very quiet, and Fu Zhong also spoke in a quiet voice.

Ji Yao stood on tiptoe as if she had never heard of it, looked around and said: "It's nothing, I just thought of my hometown. The night in Daxing'anling is also very quiet, and the overlapping hills are the same everywhere. The hills are just the land. External, everywhere."

This is the first time Fu Zhong heard Ji Yao talk about his hometown: "Did you live in Daxinganling before?"

"Yes, I was born there." Ji Yao said, "My ancestral home is in the Northeast, and my ancestors ran a hunting ground in Daxing'an Mountains. My father and grandfather are first-class good hunters. But these are just hearsay, I myself I don’t even know my own home.”

The forests of Daxing'an Mountains are majestic and vast, and there are lakes like jasper hidden in the depressions.Gazelles in September, wolves in October, persimmons rot on the treetops, and pheasants can peck away almonds all over the mountain.

Fu Zhong heard something new, and Ji Yao was as mysterious as a deep mountain and valley to him: "When did you come to Beijing?"

Ji Yao glanced at Fu Zhong, thought for a while before answering: "Probably when I was three or four years old. I was studying in Beijing, and I would occasionally go back to the Northeast for vacation in winter and summer. There is my house there. But since I never went back after my father disappeared."

"I heard that the Daxing'an Mountains are rich in products - pheasants lie on the hills, rabbits lie on the ridges; flying foxes and rabbits, wolves who don't meet. Is this the same thing?"

Hearing the words, Ji Yao turned sideways to look into his eyes, and said with a smile, "Are you still reading "Hunting Scripture"?"

"I'll read a little bit of everything."

The dark wind in the woods covered him coldly and damply, and his hair became damp after a while.The surrounding woods are exposed in one piece and one piece in the other. The deciduous forest has long been stripped bare, and the ground is full of dead oak leaves and snowflakes.The round hilltop was covered with a thin layer of lemon-colored smoke, bordered by a strange purple light.Ji Yao looked at the scene for a while, lost interest, and asked Fu Zhong to go back with him.

Fu Zhong went to the entrance to verify his identity, turned sideways to give way to Ji Yao: "You go ahead, sir, I will go in later."

Ji Yao frowned: "Why does it have to be one in front and one in back?"

"You said that when there are many people, I will stay away from you. If we walk down together later, what should you do if people see you?"

"Are you still afraid that someone will make things difficult for me so that I can't speak?" Ji Yao was stunned for a while and then laughed. He walked up to Fu Zhong and put his hand on his back, "I mean when there are many people, you Stay away from me, but look at the two of us at the moment. Don't worry about being seen when you are innocent, if I hear that someone chews his tongue, I will definitely pull out his tongue."

In the end, Fu Zhong walked into the elevator with him, and they stood side by side.Even if he doesn't speak, there is an indescribable subtlety in his movements and eyes, which is probably not found among family members or friends.Fu Zhong watched the numbers on the display screen constantly changing, and the dry perfume smell on Ji Yao's body wafted towards him as if deliberately doing something bad.No matter how much Fu Zhong restrained himself, his ears were still red.In the elevator, only the sound of breathing could be heard, and the atmosphere was warmed up and down.

"Sir." Fu Zhong opened his mouth.

"Yes." Ji Yao agreed, "What do you want to say?"

Fu Zhongzheng was suffering unbearably, his chin and all parts of his body were in pain. After he paused for a long time, he changed the topic: "It's nothing else, I just want to smell the fragrance on your body. You smell so fragrant, So charming."

"Nothing." Ji Yao stared at his boss for a while before saying this. He raised his cuff and sniffed his wrist, "Is it so fragrant? Why can't I smell it?"

"A fan of the authorities, who can accurately tell how attractive I am? I have been in Zhilan's room for a long time without smelling its fragrance, so of course you can't smell it, but I can really smell it." Fu Zhong clasped his fingers and said with peace of mind.

Ji Yao nodded repeatedly at what he said, and then hummed to express his agreement.He raised his hand and touched the back of his ear, implying that the perfume was sprayed there.Fu Zhong lowered his head and approached his ear, and when he got close, his raised nose brushed against Ji Yao's earlobe.Maybe it was because it was very cold outside, and Fu Zhong's nose tip was icy cold, rubbing against his hot skin without warning, making Ji Yao shiver immediately.When his breath fell on his collar, Ji Yao suddenly felt his whole body go numb like an electric shock, and the face of the flower-holding fairy appeared in front of his eyes.

Fragrance relentlessly drilled into Fu Zhong's nose, the fragrance of plants, the only heaven, was plundered by vanity and the fire of the sun.His lips were an inch away from Ji Yao's skin, the sweet lips spread nothing but the love he longed for.

When the floor was reached, a notification sounded in the elevator, so Fu Zhong straightened up and stood a little further away.Ji Yao didn't say anything, he touched the small area that was scalded by Fu Zhong's breath with his fingers, and then quickly took off his windbreaker and threw it to him.After the elevator door opened, Ji Yao lifted his legs and walked out, Fu Zhong followed behind him, pretending to meet by chance, and walked back to his room without distraction.

Ji Yao went back to his room and took off some clothes on his body. It was so cold outside just now, but now he felt so hot that he was sweating.Wearing an underwear, Ji Yao walked into the bathroom first. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his face, watching it slowly turn red until it became as ripe red as a peach.Now he could smell his own sweet scent.Ji Yao closed the bathroom door, lowered her head and pulled off her belt.

That place raised his head when Fu Zhong's breath caught behind his ears, and it has been tilted up like this. He must find a tight hole to go in and out a few times.But now he has no place to go in and out, so he can only serve himself with his hands.Ji Yao leaned her head against the wall, suppressed the voice in her throat, and touched the spot behind her ear intentionally or unintentionally.He had obviously underestimated the sensitivity of the place, and as a result he made waves of himself until he was exhausted.

Fu Zhong entered the room with a windbreaker on his shoulders, lay on the bed and covered his head with the windbreaker.The clothes Ji Yao just wore still had a faint scent of sage on them.Fu Zhong hugged the windbreaker and smelled it for a long time, the scent made him unable to bear to fantasize about Ji Yao's skin and his body.Fu Zhong felt that he couldn't do this, he buried his head deeply in his clothes, trying to drive away those chaotic thoughts in his head.

But reason is no match for affection, so he finally put his hands down, curled up on the bed while grabbing the windbreaker and softly called "Sir", spraying all the evidence of missing Ji Yao on his hands.Fu Zhong looked at the liquid flowing in his hands and panted, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.After so many years, he still only fell in love with this one man.Fu Zhong went to take a shower, shook out the windbreaker and hung it on the hanger when he came out, sat on the bed and played a game with his friends.

He finally pulled the plane into a parabola, and the missiles following him had no time to turn and blew up the enemy camp.They won this round, but at this time Ji Yao's phone call came in suddenly.

Fu Zhong immediately exited the game interface, straightened up and knelt in the quilt to answer Ji Yao's call: "Are you looking for me?"

"I want you to do a small thing." After taking a shower, Ji Yao sat in a chair and applied medicine to his face, "Go and touch your windbreaker pocket to see if there is a necklace in it. If you have any, send it to me." , I live in Division Six, Alpha Sector, number α-2774-AD."

"What windbreaker?"

"It's the one you put on me just now. My necklace is missing, maybe I put it in my pocket and forgot to take it out."

Fu Zhong got out of bed to open the closet, slanted over his shoulder to clamp the phone so that it would not fall, and rummaged through the windbreaker pockets with both hands.He took out a thin silver chain at the bottom of the right pocket, and underneath it was a simple and delicate pendant carved and chiseled in silver.