Mountains and seas have a home

The helicopter flew over the volcano and flew westward, the glass windows reflected a crimson red, and the bridge of Ji Yao's nose was also shining brightly.Flying snow passed through the clean air and shrouded them in the strange atmosphere of winter. Flocks of flying birds were twittering in harmony with each other with a hazy sleepiness.Away from the scorching, breathless snow and dust, the black forest crawls under the roaring whirlwind, jaw-dropping.

Fu Zhong unloaded his backpack and rifle, and took off his messy winter clothes.The climate control system was turned on in the cabin, and after he unburdened himself, he leaned on the back cushion and panted heavily, slowly exhaling the cold air in his lungs.The return journey was not as exciting as when he came here. Wei Shanhua sat in the front and drove the plane quietly, and his good singing voice also died down at this time.Ji Yao leaned against the porthole, propped his forehead and looked out of the window, his eyes were full of fire.

"Sir, are you tired?" Fu Zhong asked him, leaning closer to him, "Take a nap if you're tired, I'll give you the blanket."

Fu Zhong was about to pull the blanket from behind, Ji Yao straightened up, shook his head, and said, "I'm not tired, I'm fine. Is your leg okay? Is there any fracture? Show me."

Before he finished speaking, he leaned over and pressed Fu Zhong's calf lightly.The waterproof belt was removed earlier, Fu Zhong took off his boots, and then rolled up his trousers, exposing his bruised calf.Ji Yao's eyelids trembled, his heart ached, and it took him a long time to suppress this mixed feeling of melancholy.Ji Yao frowned, and stretched out her fingers to press the bruises.Just this one moment made Fu Zhong's muscles contract in pain, and then he took a deep breath.

"There is no fracture, but it was pinched by a stone and then crushed. Skin trauma, I think it shouldn't be a problem." Fu Zhong looked at his leg with his hands, and tried to move it.With a slight lift of the foot, the pain went straight to the bone marrow as if he had heard an order.

Ji Yao sat down beside him, leaned on Fu Zhong's shoulder, and pulled out a medicine box from under the seat.Ji Yao opened the box and took out some ointment and wipes from it, leaned down to help him clean the wound, and then treated it briefly.Fu Zhong felt a little embarrassed, and gently put down the trouser legs.Ji Yao packed up the medicine box and reminded him: "Go back and ask the doctor to take a look, and you will get better sooner if you take some medicine. I told you not to come, you must be disobedient. It's so dangerous, maybe you will die."

Fu Zhong tied up his boots silently, changed his posture and sat down, and said with a smile: "If I don't come, how can I have such a thrilling experience. This night will definitely stay in my heart, and I will be with you It’s a great feeling to travel, it’s a pleasure.”

Wei Shanhua at the front suddenly laughed out loud, turned around and teased: "Captain Fu, Santu's skin is thinner than paper, if you say that again, he will blush!"

Ji Yao thought it was nothing at first, but after hearing Wei Shanhua's words, his face turned red like a pomegranate.He felt that he couldn't hold back his face, but when Wei Shanhua poked his heart, he was immediately ashamed and annoyed, and cursed at him in a panic.Wei Shanhua put on an all-knowing and omniscient appearance, laughed and called Fu Zhong, and told him: "You have to know that Santu has a good mouth, but his heart is softer than cotton! Don't be afraid of him, he has more articles in his stomach than you can say!"

"Shut up!" Ji Yao pulled the blanket next to him and threw it on Wei Shanhua's head, the cabin immediately filled with cheerful laughter.Wei Shanhua pretended to evade, while turning the plane around, bypassing a slashed mountain, getting closer and closer to Lake Baikal.

Fu Zhong, who was told the "secret", held his hands and smiled slightly. He knew that Ji Yao was making fuss in his stomach, but why did he do less fuss than him?There are too many words to swallow when he hesitates to speak.Fu Zhong looked at Ji Yao with a sense of warmth in his eyes, and the clusters of fire were like burning Arcturus.The atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became lively, Wei Shanhua sang a love song in a comfortable mood, while Ji Yao's heart was pounding, beating fast, and the sweet trembling made his heart move.

After scolding and hitting for a while, Ji Yao was so dizzy that he forgot why he was so shy.Fu Zhong finally pulled him back, grabbed the blanket and unfolded it for him.Ji Yao glared at Fu Zhong angrily, asked him to let go of his hand, then turned his head and said nothing.Ji Yao stared at the clouds outside in a daze, pondering to herself, and the cabin was plunged into the ancient black silence again.

The mysterious and sad moment in the middle of the night can't help but evoke all kinds of melancholy in Fu Zhong, reminding him of the distant dawn, and he doesn't know when the dawn will come.He leaned on the seat restlessly, tenderness welled up in his heart——Ji Yao is so tantalizing and worrying!

After a while, Fu Zhong dozed off in this worry, Ji Yao looked back and saw that Fu Zhong fell asleep with his head tilted, holding his helmet and rifle neatly in his arms.Ji Yao knew that he was tired, so he couldn't bear to wake him up, and gently pulled the blanket over, covering the talisman together.Seeing that he was not awakened, Ji Yao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his legs and kicked Shanhua in front of him, and yelled in a low voice: "Stop singing! Shut up! Turn up the noise reduction system, he fell asleep."

Wei Shanhua's singing stopped abruptly, he looked back, raised his eyebrows and complained: "When the muffler is turned on, it consumes a lot of fuel, so we have to go down to refuel halfway."

"Just add it, it's a big deal. Don't make people sleep, and why don't you fill up the gas tank when you come?"

Wei Shanhua didn't speak any more.

Fu Zhong heard the conversation between the two in a daze, and his mood improved a lot. This sincere feeling was born together with a feeling of admiration he had at that time.Fu Zhong laughed quietly, turned his head away in embarrassment, and buried it deeply in the clean blanket.He took advantage of the shaking of the helicopter and leaned to the side, touching Ji Yao's shoulder, but saw that the other party did not escape.He leans like a child against someone he trusts, and he thinks it's good, and it's the best moment.

They sat so close that Ji Yao could smell the fragrance in Fu Zhong's hair.He took a deep breath, and the tune of "Dream Wedding" echoed silently in his heart. The bloody gun battle just now seemed to have gone as far as his previous life.Wei Shanhua descended halfway to refuel, and was delayed for a while, and it was past five o'clock in the morning when they flew back to Lake Baikal.Wei Shanhua notified the ground personnel in advance to pick up the plane, and the helicopter landed steadily in the underground parking lot.

Ji Yao woke up all the way, he was afraid that no one would take care of Fu Zhong when he fell asleep.When he landed, he wanted to wake Fu Zhong up, but Fu Zhong pretended to be asleep on purpose, and Ji Yao didn't wake him up after calling several times.In the end, he had no choice but to pat Fu Zhong's face, raised his hand to rub his hair, and Fu Zhong managed to open his eyes.

"Sir, why are you rubbing my hair?" Fu Zhong said with a smile, pulling down the blanket, "Is my hair very soft?"

Ji Yao turned his head and looked at him face to face: "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you pretending to be asleep? You know, if you don't open your eyes, I will slap you on the head!"

"Don't be like this, sir." Fu Zhong straightened up and tidied the top of his head. "Every time you take my plane, you have to sleep. I wake you up when I land. I have to call you several times, but it makes me anxious."

"Nonsense, you wish I could sleep a little longer and take advantage of it!"

"How can there be such a thing." Fu Zhong smiled slyly, talked about him from left to right, stretched out his arms, folded the blanket and put it in a dust bag.

Seeing his eyes flicker, Ji Yao knows without thinking that what Fu Xin thinks in his heart is exactly what he said.Ji Yao touched his ears subconsciously, and he remembered the dream of the flower-bearing fairy he had on the plane the day he first came to Lake Baikal.Ji Yao couldn't help but look at Fu Zhong's lips a few more times, wanting to see the difference between that mouth and the petals.Fu Zhong folded the blanket, took his equipment and prepared to get off the plane, Ji Yao grabbed him.

"Is it interesting to talk back to me?" Ji Yao purposely let go of his words.

Fu Zhong kept his mouth shut and said nothing, Ji Yao saw that he was silent, so he had to insert his fingers into Fu Zhong's hair and rub it hard.Fu Zhong felt comfortable after being rubbed by him, and suddenly didn't want to move.Ji Yao jumped off the plane ahead of him, and was about to leave quickly when Fu Zhong called him from behind.Ji Yao knew that he had succeeded, so he stopped and turned around knowingly and asked: "What are you calling me for?"

"My leg is injured and I can't walk alone. Can you help me?" Fu Zhong supported the seat and moved his waist so that Ji Yao could see his weak leg clearly.Seeing him lower his head and purposely wrinkle his nose to look at it, Ji Yao's body hurts from scratching his heart and liver.

"How do you want me to help you? Help you, or carry you? You are the first person who can blatantly make such a request to me. You really have the guts."

Fu Zhong looked at him and laughed: "Everything has to be fought."

Ji Yao didn't answer his words, walked towards him, and stretched out his arms directly: "Stop talking nonsense, come on, walk down with my arms, and then I will help you to the medical area."

The fingers that reached out to Fu Zhong's eyes were as strong as steel. Years of training and touching guns and cannons had formed a thin layer of calluses.Just this one glance made Fu Xin's heart tremble, and a strong feeling of hope rose vaguely.He felt that all his energy was exerted at this moment, and all the articles in his stomach lost their meaning at this moment.Fu Zhong put his hand into Ji Yao's palm, and the next second, Ji Yao held him tightly, and his firm palm gave Fu Zhong a sense of strength.

This is the first time they hold hands openly, and Fu Zhong thinks this is a good time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.He held Ji Yao's hand tightly, fearing that he would go away, and then carefully supported his arm to get off the plane.Ji Yao was scalded by the temperature of Fu Zhong's hand, secretly startled, unspeakable emotions were rushing into his heart along the veins of his hand.

The injury was a little serious, and Fu Zhong had no choice but to walk with his legs crossed and hopped.He held Ji Yao's arm and walked towards the fast lane, and asked Ji Yao softly: "Your hands are so cold, have you recovered from the cold?"

The two of them were very close, and what they wanted to hear and what they didn't want to hear were all in their ears.Ji Yao was disturbed by his voice, and hurriedly let go of his hands and walked around to support Fu Zhong's body, urging: "Isn't it warm now? Let's go, go to the medical area for a checkup."

Fu Zhong smiled with his eyelashes down, and leaned against Ji Yao calmly.Ji Yao stared at him and frowned, then pushed him aside: "The road is so wide, why do you go further and further to the right? I'm squeezed."

"Earth turns to the direction of force." Fu Zhong imitated Ji Yao and said.

The medical area had just started working, and Ji Yao found a doctor from the Chinese medical team to examine Fu Zhong.The doctor was a young girl in her twenties, wearing thin-rimmed glasses that barely covered half of her face.The collar and embroidery of her stand-up shirt show through her white coat, and a red ribbon is sewn into the collar of her coat, indicating that she is an intern.Fu Zhong sat down in the chair and saw the sign on the doctor's chest, which read: Xiao Zhuoming.

After Xiao Zhuoming asked a few words, Fu Zhong felt that this person was difficult to get along with, Dr. Xiao was a little too cold.After a while, Xiao Zhuoming's teacher took some utensils and came in from the outside. Seeing Ji Yao standing in the middle of the room, he went to shake hands with him.The teacher turned around and reminded Xiao Zhuoming: "This is the first-level executive commander of the "Retroactive Plan"."

Ji Yao nodded to Dr. Xiao as a greeting, signaling that she does not need to salute.Xiao Zhuoming knew who the commander was, but she didn't think much about it.Ji Yao helped Fu Zhong lift up his trousers, Xiao Zhuoming bent down to check the injury, made notes, and then told Ji Yao alone some precautions for taking care of patients-she regarded Ji Yao as Fu Zhong's guardian.

Fu Zhong pricked up his ears and listened to Dr. Xiao and Ji Yao's exchange. Ji Yao didn't say a word in front of the doctor, and occasionally nodded to show that he had kept everything in mind.Fu Zhenxin was sweet in his heart. He wanted to get well soon so that he could go on adventures with Ji Yao again; he also hoped that he would not recover too quickly, and he wanted to be taken care of by Ji Yao for a while.

"I hurt the flesh, but fortunately the bones are still good. Don't do strenuous exercise recently, and you have to apply the potion every day." Ji Yao helped Fu Zhong out, and there were only two or three passers-by in the long corridor, "We will have an assessment in one month We must recover as soon as possible."

Fu Zhong knew what Ji Yao was talking about. Holding on to the wooden crutches, he followed Ji Yao's pace and walked unhurriedly, with bright eyes: "You really hope that I will pass the examination?"

Ji Yao patted him from behind and said, "Who doesn't want to pass? You are a promising person, how can you say such a thing! You know, if you pass, we can set out missions together."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he was talking too fast, he said what should be said, and said what should not be said.

Fu Zhong persisted, and smiled again: "So you want to go on a mission with me? Why didn't I think of it earlier?"

"Shut up! Don't speculate on the intention of the officer! I just think it's easier to do things with extra hands, so don't be too sentimental!" Ji Yao snapped back, his teeth were sharp, but the faint blush on the back of his neck betrayed him he.

After seeing off Fu Zhong and Ji Yao, Xiao Zhuoming packed up the instruments on the laboratory bench, left the teacher, and went out to the end of the secluded corridor.She opened the ventilation window and felt a little depressed, so she took out a slender cigarette from the pocket of her jacket, and skillfully lit the lighter.Xiao Zhuoming leaned against the window and put the cigarette into his mouth. The smoke swirled in front of him, forming wisps of white mist and drifting out of the ventilation window.She propped her hands to shake off the soot, thinking about her own affairs in silence until the phone rang.

She took out her mobile phone and glanced at the caller, but she never pressed her finger on the answer button.Xiao Zhuoming looked at "Uncle" on the caller ID for a while, turned the phone over, and waited until it quieted down.

The other party didn't call again, and a few minutes later Xiao Zhuoming sent a message on his phone.She clicked on the message and saw that her uncle had left a message for her: Be careful, call back when you have time.I'm fine and miss you too.

There are countless messages like this in Xiao Zhuoming's phone, and she looks through them one by one indifferently.These messages were all sent by his uncle, but Xiao Zhuoming never replied to any of them, and he never called back "when he was free".Annoyed, she threw the phone into her pocket, held the cigarette in her mouth, and projected a thin shadow on the wall.

The smoke was almost exhausted, sparks flickered, and a few coughs suddenly came from the light blue smoke: "God, I finally found you. Why are you smoking again?"

Xiao Zhuoming turned around and found that the teacher was standing not far away looking at her, holding a few empty glass bottles in his hand.Xiao Zhuoming quickly put out the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and walked over quickly: "What do you want from me, teacher?"

"Smoke is not a good thing. Parents who are affected by your body, hair and skin, don't touch these things." The old professor first taught her a lesson, and then shook the bottle in his hand, "Come and help me prepare the medicine, biological experiment The room will be used this afternoon."

Ji Yao, a good man, did his best to send Fu Zhong back to his room, and put a large bag of medicine into the drawer and refrigerator for him.Ji Yao gave some long and short instructions, and made sure that Fu Zhong remembered everything before going out to get busy.After he left, Fu Zhong rested alone in the room, wrote an application, and successfully borrowed the piano room for an afternoon.

After lunch, he went to the piano room alone, printed out the score of "Exodus", and practiced it over and over again on the piano stand.At four o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Zhong was resting on the piano when Chen Wei called suddenly: "Brother Seven, I want to find Ji Yao."

"You didn't even greet me when you called me, but just said you wanted to find Ji Yao? So indifferent! Why didn't you call him directly? If you really dare not, just send an email, and he will definitely see it."

Chen Wei slid the goggles up: "I'm in the laboratory of the maintenance department now, listen, He Luan has discovered something exciting, and we all agree that it's the right thing to do to hand over this information to Ji Yao."

"I think so too. You want me to tell him that you have made a new discovery, right?"

"Of course, but it would be great if Ji Yao could talk to us now. I don't dare to disturb him directly and be criticized, so I came to ask you first: what is the chief doing now? Are you busy? Are you in a meeting? What time are you free?"

"Do you think of me as his assistant?"

"That's not true. I just think you have a close relationship with the chief, so you should know something about his whereabouts. We like you the most, and you can save a lot of trouble." Chen Wei chuckled.

Fu Zhong felt at ease with what he said, flipped the score lightly, played a few notes, and said: "I'm not with him, but he will definitely not be free, maybe he is in a meeting or something. I advise You organize all the information and send him an email at once, so that he will contact you. Be smart and be bold!"

Chen Wei braced his back, nodded approvingly, and turned his head to signal He Luan to wrap up the things: "That's it. Please go tell the chief, just say that we sent him a piece of information about the Dragon King!"

"Can you tell me first?" Fu Zhong stopped playing the piano.

"We took a lot of effort to get a photo," Chen Wei summarized as concisely as possible. "This photo is very weird and a bit scary. We think it may be related to the Dragon King."

They were silent for a while, and Chen Wei hung up the phone in a hurry. He was going to sort out the materials and send them to Ji Yao's public mailbox.Fu Zhong put away his cell phone and sat on the piano bench without getting up.He stared down at the keys, but his mind was not there.Recalling Chen Wei's words and the photo he said, Fu Zhong couldn't help thinking about this weird and scary photo.

Suddenly there was a sound from the door, and Ji Yao opened the door of the piano room and walked in, bringing in a gust of cool wind that made the curtains flutter slightly.Fu Zhong was attracted by the movement, and was overjoyed to see Ji Yao walking towards him: "Why are you here?"

Ji Yao put the jacket he took off on his hand and said, "I passed by here after finishing my work, and I heard someone playing the piano, so I listened to it for a while. Let me guess, are you playing "Exodus"?"

Fu Zhong's ears were red, and the small earrings were shining, Ji Yao couldn't help but want to touch them several times.Fu Zhong shook his head, took off the score on the shelf and closed it: "It's just practice, I don't play it very well, it doesn't sound good."

"I don't understand this. I feel good when it sounds comfortable. I just listened outside and felt very comfortable, so I personally think you play very well." Ji Yao said to him.

His words made Fu Zhong feel that Ji Yao had changed, because Fu Zhong had never heard Ji Yao say such a thing.He was delighted to sense that something was changing, but he couldn't say exactly where.But Fu Zhong's intuition thinks that this is a good thing after all.

Fu Zhong told Ji Yao what Chen Wei had asked him to tell him, but Ji Yao didn't immediately rush to catch Chen Wei for questioning.He folded his hands on the pedestal at the top of the piano, looked into Fu Zhong's eyes and smiled, and made a small request: "Can you play "Dream Wedding" for me again?"