Mountains and seas have a home

"Is the chief going to keep me overnight?" Fu Zhong raised one leg and stepped on the steps, as if he was going to go up, but it looked like he was going to leave at any time.

The wind was blowing a bit cold, Ji Yao put his hands in his pockets, glanced back, and then slowly turned his gaze back.With such a glance, he hooked Fu Zhong's soul away.Ji Yao entered the hall, curled her lips: "Hurry up if you want to come, I don't have time to dawdle with you."

Fu Zhong still didn't recover from the smoky glance just now, when he heard Ji Yao's words slipped into his ears, he immediately wiped away his sorrow, his eyes became brighter, and he strode forward to follow him with great vigor.In the hall downstairs of the apartment building, the walls are paved with pale gold tiles. On the high wall opposite the main entrance, there is a brass relief. On the relief stands Cronus, the god of time wrapped in poisonous snakes. His face is majestic and lovely. terror.

They stood at the door of the elevator and waited for a while, the number on the watch was slowly decreasing, and two female instructors walked out of it.The two were talking about interesting things, "0016" and "0049" were embroidered on the silver cloth strips on their chests, which was the number everyone in the time bureau had.The two ladies greeted Fu Zhong and Ji Yao politely, and they all regarded Fu Zhong as a big shot on an equal footing with Ji Yao.

Ji Yao leaned down to press the floor button. He was so short-sighted that he couldn't see the numbers clearly.Just as Fu Zhong was going to help him, Ji Yao happened to press his finger on the "26" position, straightened up and waited for the elevator to slowly ascend.

"Why doesn't the chief wear glasses?" Fu Zhong asked, and he grabbed the shoulder strap of his backpack.There were only the two of them in the elevator, and Fu Zhong could smell the faint scent of perfume on Ji Yao's body floating in the small space.

Ji Yao tiptoed impatiently, and a small light shone down from the top of his head: "It turns out that pair of glasses is broken, and the new ones haven't had time to match. I haven't reported to the equipment department yet. Let's talk about it later."

Fu Zhong continued the conversation naturally, he could always say anything as if it should happen as it should have happened: "Then can you see me clearly?"

The walls of the elevator are all smooth mirrors for the convenience of grooming.The two of them stood in the elevator, reflecting countless shadows, as if they were surrounded by people in all directions.Ji Yao turned to look, and smiled: "Of course I can't see clearly."

Fu Zhong laughed, he decided to make a game.Fu Zhong took a step in front of Ji Yao with his bag on his shoulders, and asked him: "What about now? Can you see clearly? See what I look like?"

Ji Yao turned sideways and looked at him. For the first time, he didn't get angry about this little trick, but patiently answered with the corner of his mouth: "I can see a little bit. I can see the bridge of your nose and the shadow under your eyebrows."

"what about now?"

He asked, and took another step forward. After this step, the difference between their leather shoes was only one centimeter.Ji Yao straightened her nose, opened her broad shoulders and looked at him at the same level, as if the chief was teaching his subordinates, but this is not the case now.The close distance is a bit subtle, and the fragrance in the elevator is stronger, and it is obviously hot in the cold autumn.Fu Zhong could clearly see his own reflection in Ji Yao's eyes, his eyes were so bright, like the distant Lake Geneva.

Their eyes met for a few seconds, and it was Ji Yao who bowed his head and smiled first.Seeing him smiling, Fu Zhong was also happy. This little game brought him and Ji Yao closer.Ji Yao turned around calmly, with his hands still in his pockets: "I see clearly, you are a big red face."

Fu Zhong hurriedly looked at the elevator wall, and after looking for a long time, he realized that Ji Yao was scaring him, and his face was still white.Fu Zhong smiled and said nothing, touched his ears, stood aside a little, and straightened his hair in front of the mirror.Ji Yao glanced at him from time to time, but Fu Zhong didn't notice.The elevator gradually ascended to the 26th floor, and no one entered the elevator along the way. They got along alone all the way, and Ji Yao was also thinking wildly all the way.

After opening the door, Ji Yao plugged in the room card, and there was a power call in the room, folders and white papers were scattered on the table, and white light was flying out of the window.He went to open the curtains on the balcony, and the heavy darkness outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was oppressing them.Ji Yao opened a small window, and the cool wind with the breath of frost came in from there, and swirled around the room, making people sober.

"Leave the bag, sit wherever you want." Ji Yao went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water, and deliberately opened the refrigerator to check. It was empty and nothing had been added yet.The whole house was bare except for necessary furniture.

Fu Zhong sat down on the small sofa, next to a small tea table with an empty vase on it.When he raised his eyes, he could have a bird's-eye view of the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The view here was different from his own home, and Fu Zhong felt very novel.He saw a new scene in Ji Yao's house, and the different scene made him feel refreshed.There is an amusement park a few kilometers away from the time bureau, and the outline of the Ferris wheel can be vaguely seen. The sky over there is a drunken purple because of the neon light on the ground.

"What does the chief want to tell me?" Fu Zhong clutched the water glass, which was also water, and what Ji Yao gave him was that he could drink a few more sips than others.

Ji Yao sat on the big sofa at the side, and Fu Zhong followed him around with his gaze.He put the computer on the coffee table and passed it to Fu Zhong, saying: "We have a good new plan in the meeting just now. We are going to travel to 43.74 billion years ago, and the launch point is Lake Baikal. Constantine is a Guy with fantastic ideas, but humans really need to think about their future, I've had enough of these dark days."

Fu Zhong stared at the screen thoughtfully and nodded: "Can the chief see clearly without glasses during the meeting?"

"Asshole, is that the point? Even if I can't see clearly, I can still hear them. You don't know about my Russian minor in college, do you? You can't fool me."

"I know, sir, I took the same class as you." Fu Zhong pretended to drink water, raised his eyes and peeked at him from the rim of the cup.Ji Yao just caught his little move, and Fu Zhong immediately blinked, and swallowed a big mouthful of water with his eyelids drooping as if hiding his ears.

Ji Yao stared at him without saying a word.Fu Zhong talked about it from left to right: "Will it be dangerous? After all, we have never carried out such a long-span crossing operation, and we can't imagine what the earth was like 43.74 billion years ago."

"That's what makes the word 'adventure' so fascinating."

"Then chief, are you going to take on this mission? You have just recovered, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do such a mission again." Fu Zhong showed concern, and he weighed the risks with his fingers on his face. "Doctor Zhu said—— "

"Why do you listen to Zhu Min so much? You are what he says? Listen, Fu Zhong, there is no Dr. Zhu now, you don't have to follow what he says. People are alive, but rules are dead."

Fu Zhong quickly swallowed what he didn't say. He moved his legs, spread his hands and said, "I'm just a little worried about you. I don't want to put you in danger. I want to see you get better."

Ji Yao choked on his words.Fu Zhong lowered his eyes, scratched the back of his head with his hands in embarrassment, and was searching for something to say.Ji Yao pondered for a moment, then ordered him with a loud voice: "Raise your eyes and look at me, Fu Zhong! Remember the etiquette taught by the Time Bureau!"

The eyes of the two collided, and Fu Zhong sat upright, putting his hands on his knees.Ji Yao leaned back against the sofa cushions, folded her legs and looked at him and said, "Are you worried about me?"

"Yes, sir, my heart aches when I think of you." Fu Zhong didn't blush at all when he said this.

"Then you go on a mission with me." Ji Yao said without hesitation, clasping his hands in front of his body, "The name of this plan is 'backtracking', which means tracing back to the source. You go with me, you You must pass the assessment and then be formally incorporated into the task force. From now on, you will be a member of the 'backtracking plan' reserve team, any questions, soldier?"

Fu Zhong was a little dizzy from this big bend, but Ji Yao's loud and vital voice shook his eardrums and heart valves so sincerely.Ji Yao's words left him no room to turn around, but it was in line with his heartfelt intentions: "No problem, sir!"

The answer he heard from Fu Zhong's mouth made Ji Yao feel relieved, and only then did he think about the reason for his nervousness.Then he suppressed this thought, and asked Fu Zhong like an interrogation: "After reading the document, do you know what's going on?"

"Understood, sir. The black hole is caused by the continuous amplification of some tiny space-time fluctuations 46 billion years ago. We need to go back and solve these little troubles. Am I right?"

You are right, Ji Yao thought, but this is not a "little trouble".He replaced his answer with a smile, took out some change and handed it to him: "Fu Zhong, do me a favor, buy me a can of coffee, plain water is tasteless."

Although Dr. Zhu said not to let Ji Yao touch irritating things, he had to satisfy Ji Yao's request.Fu Zhong thought of a compromise, he made a deal with Ji Yao: "Don't drink too much."

Ji Yao understood what he meant and nodded.Only then did Fu Zhong feel relieved to take the change, changed his shoes and went out, clenched his fists to give himself a boost, while secretly laughing, he held the money tightly in his hand and ran towards the elevator.

Watching Fu Zhong close the door, Ji Yao got up from the sofa and walked to the balcony where the wind was blowing.Leaning against the window glass, he took out a thin cigarette and bit it in his mouth.The lighter rolled up a light blue flame, and the smoke quickly covered half of his face.While sniffing the fragrance, he tilted his head to look at the street scene outside and the road with cars like streamers.Ji Yao opened Weibo, "Slim Waist" still didn't reply him.The mysterious ID aroused Ji Yao's reverie, now that he has put down his military duties, he finally thinks about some free things.

Suddenly the cell phone rang in the room, Ji Yao bit the cigarette in his mouth, went to the living room to search twice.Then he took out his mobile phone from Fu Zhong's coat, and the caller's note was "Chen Dog".

Ji Yao suddenly had some bad thoughts, and he connected the phone.

Chen Wei's voice came out of the earphones: "Fugou, are you online yet? Boss and Ba Pang are here today, as well as Sister Qi, you should move more quickly!"

Ji Yao was silent for a while, and said, "I'm not Fu Zhong, I'm Ji Yao."

An exclamation reached Ji Yao's ears, and Chen Wei was so flustered that he stuttered: "Hello, Chief! Excuse me, goodbye! I wish you a happy life!"

Chen Wei made a farewell sound, snapped the phone off, and checked the phone number carefully.He was already lying on the bed just now, and he jumped up from the bed after hearing Ji Yao announce his home.Chen Wei fell down, held up the phone and looked it over and over again, but couldn't figure out why he called Ji Yao.He was stunned for a while, Ji Yao's voice was still passing through his blank mind like a spell.

"Jiu'er, is Fugou here? Just wait for him alone!"

"He can't come anymore, his mobile phone was confiscated by the boss!" Chen Wei connected the microphone and began to select the map, "Leave him alone, let's continue."

"Let him use the computer. Doesn't he live outside the city? Who will play support when he's not there? Are you?"

"Mom, it was the boss who answered the phone call just now, I scared my father to death! I'm cowardly, you can do it!"

Ba Fatty fell silent.

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Ji Yao didn't speak.The screen lit up at this moment, and there was a group photo on the lock screen. It was a photo of Ji Yao and him on the day he first joined the executive department.This is an old photo. The time in the photo was just after the ceremony. When Ji Yao stepped off the stage, he ran into Fu Zhong. The photographer said that the two of them should stand together to take a photo.Ji Yao was wearing the uniform he had given a speech, and Fu Zhong's clothes showed that he was a recruit, but his expression was clearly so joyful and airy, as if it was some great happy event.

Time was frozen in the photo, Ji Yao stared at it for a long time, he saw the light back of time.This is the first and only time the two have been in the same frame so far, but Fu Zhong set it as the lock screen background.Ji Yao suddenly remembered the scene in the dressing room, Fu Zhong raised his hand to wipe his hair, revealing a tight and beautiful waist under the shirt.This waist is strong, toned, and has a kind of savage wildness, just waiting to be inspired.

"Nice figure." Ji Yao stuffed the phone back, smiling and smoking.He leaned his head on the sofa, curled up his legs and leaned against the pop chair, drowsily smoked and loosened the cigarette repeatedly, loosened and sucked again and again.

Fu Zhong went down to buy the best coffee, saw strawberries on the fruit shelf next to him, and took a basket with him.When passing by the printing shop, he went in to print a few things, and then he walked in the evening breeze of autumn refreshed and prepared to go back.The light was shining brightly above his head, Fu Zhong raised his head to look at the sky, and the gray clouds stopped above him and looked down at him.Fu Zhong happily wanted to say hello to Yun Duo and announce his joy at this time.He can be happy all day just thinking about Ji Yao.

Carrying things upstairs, Fu Zhong knocked on the door twice but no one answered.He quietly went in to change his shoes on the carpet, and saw Ji Yao curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in a defensive posture.There was a fading scent in the room, the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus, Fu Zhong remembered this smell.He gently put the coffee into the cabinet, picked a strawberry and put it in his mouth to taste the sweetness of the fruit, and then sent a basket of strawberries to the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

Ji Yao's cell phone is leaning against the computer, and the screen lights up from time to time, indicating that there are new messages.Fu Zhong picked it up and looked at it, and a lot of news was sent in the group of the executive department, but Ji Yao could hardly read it, he is not someone who cares about these trivial matters.

Fu Zhong didn't dare to get too close, he was afraid of disturbing Ji Yao's dream and arousing his muscle memory again.He sat down one meter away from Ji Yao. Ji Yao was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, motionless. The line of her jaw made Fu Zhong feel a soft flame in his heart.Fu Zhong secretly missed, missed Ji Yao who had been parted for many years, and missed his chief.It was difficult for him to find out what happened to Ji Yao in the past few years, and Ji Yao himself refused to say anything.

Driven by strong thoughts, Fu Zhong leaned towards him, praying that Ji Yao would not wake up suddenly.Fu Zhong came to him, looked at Ji Yao's side face, and raised his hand carefully to touch the hair on his forehead.Ji Yao didn't wake up this time. He closed his eyes and folded his hands on his abdomen. This is the posture of holding a gun. When he is marching in the field, he has to hold the gun like this when he sleeps at night.

It is now 11:14 in the evening, and it is even more quiet.Fu Zhong turned off the headlights in the living room, and spread out the newly printed paper on the coffee table, with a few large characters "Application Form for Self-recommended Tasks of the Executive Department" written on the top.He quickly filled out the self-recommendation form and pressed it under Ji Yao's phone.Fu Zhong went to find a blanket from the cabinet in the bedroom, shook it out and gently covered Ji Yao.He went to close the small window on the balcony, and then turned off the lights in the living room, leaving only two unlit wall lamps.

"I'm leaving, chief." Fu Zhong bid farewell softly, and turned to leave.

A misty voice came from behind, Ji Yao's eyes opened sleepily, and he raised his neck uncomfortably: "Where are you going?"

Fu Zhong hurriedly turned around and walked over, squatting down beside the sofa: "I'm going home. Chief, go to bed and sleep. You can't sleep well on the sofa, and it will be cold at night."

"Don't go home, just sleep here with me." Ji Yao closed his heavy eyelids, and lifted the blanket on his body to stand up.He is still in a dream now, in a daze, he just had a dream, dreaming of the summer four years ago.

"Okay." Fu Zhong did not refuse him.

Ji Yao went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, took off her clothes, wrapped her blanket tightly on her side, and immediately fell into a drowsy sleep.Fu Zhong pulled up the quilt for him, and went to the bathroom to wash up.He lay down on the other side of Ji Yao, and carefully lifted the quilt to cover himself, for fear of disturbing the fairy-like figures around him.Fu Zhong turned on his phone and checked the news for a while. He and Chen Wei were chatting in the nine-player game group.

—Where did Fu Gou die? Why isn’t it online?Assistance is not working!

—His mobile phone was confiscated by the boss!

—Gosh, there is such a thing?

— It was Ji Yao who answered the call I made just now, which scared me half to death.My toes are tearing through the floor!

—What happened to him and his phone was confiscated?

—I know what a fart, maybe I kept chatting during training and was caught by the boss.

—hidden.Does Fugou still treat us as brothers?

—Fu Gou is a heartthrob, sooner or later you will turn around as a brother.

—Let’s have some soul-level communication!

— Hahahahahaha XSWL.

Fu Zhong wrinkled his nose and finished scrolling through the chat records, cursed casually, pretended to be diving, and set the message as Do Not Disturb.He set the alarm and tucked his phone under his pillow.The bedroom was plunged into darkness, with square-shaped spots of light reflected on the curtains.The officer's bed was as big and soft as the one at home.Fu Zhong thought of home.He couldn't sleep, and turned his head to look at Ji Yao's profile.Ji Yao's hair was scattered on the pillow, her nose was straight, and her breathing was even.Fu Zhong wanted to reach out to touch it, but he held back.

Suddenly Ji Yao moved and found a comfortable position.Getting closer to Fu Zhong, he stretched out an arm to encircle Fu Zhong.

"Chief, are you asleep?" Fu Zhong asked softly.

No one answered, Ji Yao was still stuck in his unfathomable sleep.Fu Zhong's eyes were bright, he laughed silently, closed his eyes and fell asleep.Now he can sleep.