Mountains and seas have a home

"Why do you want me to play this all of a sudden?" Fu Zhong asked back, looking straight into Ji Yao's eyes, wanting to see what he really thought in his heart.

Ji Yao raised his head to deliberately scare him: "Why do you have so many questions? Why don't you just play the piano, who hasn't had a whim! If you talk nonsense, I will leave. A delicious dinner is waiting for me to enjoy Woolen cloth."

Fu Xin bumped around like a deer in his heart. He just put his hands on the keys, and suddenly stopped again, and had another idea: "Sir, what's the point of just me playing every time, why don't I teach you to play?" you."

"You teach me? Have you ever thought about the instructor's addiction?" Ji Yao leaned on the piano and looked down at him, "I found that you are really good at taking advantage of my loopholes. What makes you so natural and confident?"

"I don't know, maybe God's hand is manipulating me to do this, I'm happy to do it. I don't mean anything else, if you don't want to, then forget it."

He adjusted his sitting posture, and when he was about to press down his fingers, Ji Yao stopped him, and went around to sit on the other side of the piano bench.The two sat next to each other, the piano bench was not spacious, and they had to stick to their bodies when they sat together.Seeing that he sat down, Fu Zhong knew exactly what he wanted to do, and Fu Zhong's head was throbbing - Ji Yao always made him feel happy, there was something about Ji Yao that he wanted to get.

The piano is a strange thing to Ji Yao, he has never sat in front of a row of white keys as solemnly as today.Following Fu Zhong's example, Ji Yao stretched out his fingers and pressed on the keys, and after pressing down, he heard the huge black monster suddenly make a low-pitched musical sound.Fu Zhong saw that he had pressed a few keys, so he grabbed his wrist, held his palm and separated his five fingers, then put his hand next to him, and said, "This is how the keys are pressed."

Fu Zhong's fingers are well-proportioned and strong, long and graceful, with blue veins crawling under his skin docilely.While Ji Yao was thinking about his hands, he moved his fingers imitating his appearance.It's one thing to learn like it, but another thing is Ji Yao's kindness and appreciation for Fu Zhong.They were so close that they couldn't help rubbing against each other even if they moved a little bit. The feeling of friction made him yearn for it, and even had some inappropriate fantasies.

After playing a few notes, Ji Yao moved his fingers away in confusion, shook his head and said, "It's so difficult, I can't even remember it. It's not so difficult for me to operate an airplane or disassemble a gun and assemble a gun within 20 seconds."

Fu Zhong leaned against him silently and didn't speak, but he didn't continue playing the piano.Ji Yao lowered his head and twirled his fingers, then spread them out to take a look, and quickly looked away indifferently: "I only know how to fight and kill on the battlefield, I was born a soldier, and that's what I do of."

His indifference contained a kind of terrible sadness, which hit Fu Zhong's heart all of a sudden, hooked the thoughts and weeping deeply buried in his heart, and made him almost cry bitterly.His sadness is different from Ji Yao's. Fu Zhong's sadness comes from the time when Ji Yao left, and from the feeling of being lost after endless longing.When he thought of the years of war in that distant place, and Ji Yao came back from there, he felt as if a knife was piercing his heart.

The two of them spent a while in silence, Ji Yao stood up with the piano on his hands, and left Fu Zhong's side.None of them left the other.Fu Zhong put aside those worries, put on a gentle expression, smiled at Ji Yao, and said, "Let me play the piano."

"Your gentle voice echoes in my ears, and I still see your lovely face in my dreams." Fu Zhong took this opportunity to show his chest, "Many years have passed, and the violent passion has dispelled the dreams of the past. So I forgot your gentle voice, and your angelic face."

He raised his eyes to look at Ji Yao quietly, and found that the other party was also looking at him in ecstasy.Ji Yao didn't make any expression, he seemed to be still immersed in the melancholy that he couldn't pursue just now.

Fu Zhong continued: "Now the soul has begun to awaken: so you appeared in front of me again, like a fleeting phantom, like a pure and beautiful elf."

Until he finished playing the song, Ji Yao was still ecstatically imagining some things that would happen in the mysterious heaven, imagining the fighter with horns, Cronus in golden clothes, and the ghost in the daytime.He didn't get out of his deep fantasy until Fu Zhong called him twice.Ji Yao hurriedly avoided Fu Zhong's earnest gaze, and deliberately changed the topic: "It's really good, it's still the same as when I was in college, I can't even envy you."

"There is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art." Fu Zhong said, "You don't have to underestimate yourself. Compared with playing the piano, how to be a good soldier and general is more difficult, and you have done a good job in this field , is what I want to learn from.”

"Never mind the other things, what you say out of this clever mouth really touches people's hearts."

"It's nothing, I just follow the doctor's advice to help you relieve anxiety when you are awake." Fu Zhong smiled, he closed the piano cover, and took down the score from the shelf.

Ji Yao stared at him for a while, and didn't say any more, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that his anxiety had indeed dissipated a lot after being told by Fu Zhong.Fu Zhong seems to be a good medicine, and Ji Yao can't help being surprised that there are such talented and magical people in the world.

They walked out of the piano room, Ji Yao supported Fu Zhong, and walked to the place where he lived in small steps.Fu Zhong lives in the β area, and the piano room is a little far away from the β area.Ji Yao sent him to the platform. At this time, there were many people waiting on the platform, and the transfer vehicle would take a long time to arrive.Fu Zhong proposed to have dinner at a nearby Chinese restaurant, and Ji Yao agreed because of his leg injury. This made Fu Zhong secretly happy for a long time, until he returned to the platform after eating and still felt that Head dizzy.

"You said that Chen Wei wanted to send the information to my mailbox?" Ji Yao asked Fu Zhong while sitting on the transfer vehicle. The transfer vehicle was driving steadily and quickly along the track to the β area, and Ji Yao stared out the window intently. Speeding light belts and layers of buildings.

Fu Zhong nodded and pulled the armrest: "He said that he took a lot of effort to get a weird photo. There are many articles on this photo. I asked him to pack all the materials and send them to you, so that You can see it once and for all.”

Ji Yao laughed: "You were very smart not to ask him to call me directly."

"I know you are very busy every day, and you are so busy that you can't see anyone. The 'backtracking plan' is enough for you to worry about. How can you have time to care about these things outside the plan?" Fu Zhong said and paused , "Don't you have any plans for the evening?"

"Yes." Ji Yao replied without thinking, "Isn't it just to read the email from Chen Wei and talk to them in Beijing?"

They were stunned at the same time, and then they laughed heartily.Fu Zhong happily looked at the things rushing towards him, he only felt that these things echoed his mood from afar, it was so beautiful and joyful!The transfer car slowly stopped in front of the platform at the destination. Ji Yao stood up first, supported Fu Zhong and carefully walked down from the open car door, and asked worriedly: "Are you going to the piano room by yourself in the afternoon?" Is it?"

Fu Zhong did not deny: "Yes."

"God, do you know that you're injured? It's still serious." Ji Yao blamed him, but held him tighter, "If something happens to you on the road, your retrospective dream will be ruined Here it is!"

"No, I'm going to be careful, I only choose places with few people and flat roads. No one can hurt me, unless I have to hit the point of the knife myself!" Fu Zhong said defensively, "I can't always rely on I want you to help me, right? But it would be nice if we could stay like this."

Ji Yao's ears became hot in an instant, and every word Fu Zhong said turned into a flame that scorched his skin, and Fu Zhong always confused him inadvertently.Ji Yao opened his eyes and yelled back: "Shut up, Captain Fu! What are you talking about? Don't always have these meaningless fantasies, and don't always pull me into your future plans! You Don't understand me at all."

He lectured righteously and sternly, but he was very empty in his heart, because he knew that he was also one of the people who always made unnecessary fantasies.Is there not enough that he has fantasized about?Among so many fantasies, how many are not related to Fu Zhong?

Fu Zhong looked at Ji Yao silently, and there was a sense of loss and sympathy in his eyes that could not be ignored.He hesitated to speak several times, and finally just said: "I am obviously so eager to understand you."

Walking along the long corridor to the door of Fu Zhong's house, the magnetic door popped open after entering the fingerprint and password.Ji Yao lightly helped him into the room, and before taking a step, he smelled the fragrance of pine wood coming from the room.Fu Zhong's room is covered with pine wood floors and off-white wool carpets that are softer than the Japanese style.Ji Yao sniffed the air greedily, clusters of dried flowers and fresh flowers were competing for splendor in the hall, exuding a delicate fragrance.

"You bought a lot of flowers." Ji Yao said after looking around the room.

Fu Zhong pointed to him: "It's the perfume rose, the tall pink bottle is gladiolus. There are also some Mexican sage and gentian, bundled into a bunch and inserted in a pot-bellied flower pot. The flowers of bellflower are not It’s too eye-catching, so it’s used as a background. These are bought from a flower shop not far from here, and there are flowers that bloom in all seasons from all over the world, it’s like a small seed bank.”

Ji Yao admired those flowers, he likes to see flowers, and even more likes to see Fu Zhong and flowers standing together.He sent Fu Zhong into the bedroom, went out to wash his hands, and when he came back, he saw Fu Zhong sitting on the edge of the bed and applying medicine to the wound.Ji Yao snatched the medicine bottle, raised his injured leg and put it on her knee, squinted his eyes and carefully changed the medicine for him.Fu Zhong's eyes sparkled when he saw this, and he lowered his head while supporting the quilt and asked him, "Aren't you in a hurry to go back? I'll do this kind of thing myself."

"I don't know you yet? You didn't do it lightly or hard, and it will get worse later." Ji Yao gently blew on his wound, and a trace of coolness penetrated into Fu Zhong's skin. Has anyone ever applied medicine to me like this? I'm here to repay the favor."

Fu Zhong knew what Ji Yao was talking about, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that four years had passed, and no one had forgotten each other.Time runs forward desperately, without giving them room to turn back, but their worries never get old.Fu Zhong couldn't hide his smile, and couldn't help but said: "That time you hurt your knee while playing, and it scared me. When I applied the medicine to you, you kept screaming for pain, and told me to be gentle."

The matter of Chen Zhima rotten millet suddenly came up many years later, and the old friendship took on a new form, and it became more popular than it was then.While listening to him reminiscing about the past, Ji Yao carefully applied the potion evenly on him: "Think about why I screamed for pain? It's not because your hands are too strong, and you touch the wound without thinking! You take care of people so rudely!"

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhong for a moment, saying that it is inappropriate for Fu Zhong to be rude, and there is no one who is gentler than Fu Zhong in the world.Ji Yao's heart also became softer. In a small room, they faced each other, talking calmly about the unsettled past.

Fu Zhong saw the bruises on Ji Yao's face, some places were broken and the skin hadn't healed.As soon as he reached out to touch it, Ji Yao subconsciously moved aside.Fu Zhong curled up his fingers and said, "Don't be afraid, you have injuries on your face, I just want to apply some medicine for you."

Ji Yao didn't dodge any more.Fu Zhong rubbed his fingertips on his face for a while, and then applied the bitter and fragrant potion on it.Ji Yao's whole body was tense, not daring to move at all, staring at Fu Zhong nervously, not knowing what kind of evil idea he had in his stomach.Fu Zhong moved closer, rubbing the tip of his nose with him, and the occasional unintentional eye contact made Ji Yao's whole body very hot, and something was about to move.

He is beautiful, Fu Zhong thought, I want to kiss him.

After applying the medicine, Ji Yao paid attention and did not leave immediately.Fu Zhong lent him his computer, and Ji Yao opened his mailbox after logging into his system, and found the one sent by Chen Wei among the many new emails.He sat in a chair, opened the information file and browsed through it, stroked his chin and pondered for a while.Ji Yao called Fu Zhong over, called up a picture and put it in the projection pool to enlarge it for him to see, and asked, "Is this the picture Chen Wei told you about?"

Fu Zhong was caught by the strange picture on the photo.He saw a large area of ​​golden and red interlaced light, and in the center of this majestic and majestic sunrise light, there was a huge black shadow, and that black shadow seemed to be a living thing, opening its eyes to look at the outside of the picture people.Fu Zhong suddenly understood Chen Wei's mood when he saw this photo, and also understood what Chen Wei said about "scary" and "weird".Although Fu Zhong had been prepared for a long time, when he saw the photo for the first time, he still couldn't help but feel shuddering.

"I'm not sure, but it seems to be exactly this one from his description." Fu Zhong replied, his gaze fixed on the photo as if it had taken root, "Are there any others in the file?"

Ji Yao shook her head, pinched her thumb and index finger together, and pressed the bridge of her nose.After being silent for a while, he spread his finger and pointed at the photo, saying, "What do you think that was photographed?"

There was such a picture floating in the projection pool, and the shimmering golden light framed in the picture seemed to break through the paper and shine, and was rushing towards them.Fu Zhong blinked, feeling some tightness in his chest, and quickly looked away: "It's probably the shadow of a giant."

"Why don't we get in touch with Chen Wei and the others, and ask them about it?" Ji Yao said.

Fu Zhong connected Chen Wei's call. At that time, Chen Wei was eating the hot Kaifeng dishes he had just bought at the table.It was rare for He Luan to be at home, half lying on the sofa with his computer in his arms to browse the web, and Chen Wei went to look for him with a box containing chicken nuggets in his arms.

"Sit up quickly, there is a senior officer who wants to talk to us, cheer up!" Chen Wei greeted hurriedly, while stuffing the box to He Luan, "Take a few bites first, sir. Let me deal with it."

He Luan sat up and leaned against the pillow, hung the earphones above his head, and stuffed a hot chicken nugget into his mouth before changing the calling channel.Chen Wei swept away a pile of snack bags on the coffee table, pulled out a stack of thick document bags, and took out a transparent evidence bag and several bound booklets from it.He connected to Ji Yao's channel, first shouted "Hello, sir", and then started talking nonsense: "He Luan is on his way home, he will be there later."

When he said this, He Luan ate the chicken nuggets with peace of mind.

Ji Yao didn't ask if He Luan was on the way back, and got straight to the point: "Chen Wei, please answer the next question truthfully. Where did the photo come from?"

"I found it from He Luan's father's old military uniform. Just like what I described in the email and the attached schematic diagram, it was sewn into the inner lining of the clothes with a strange silk thread, which is very secret. The silk thread is not ordinary. An ordinary little character, full of doubts!"

"Is there any protective substance smeared on the photo?" Ji Yao asked Fu Zhong to find a paper to write down the important content of the conversation.

Chen Wei shook his head regretfully: "There is no protective substance, except for the seemingly indestructible silk barrier outside. If the equipment is not broken, then this photo is quite ordinary."

Ji Yao took a look at Fu Zhong, and saw that he was recording the conversation in a formal manner as required.Ji Yao pursed her lips tightly, and after thinking about it, she started another topic: "Forget about it. In my opinion, this photo is a bit too blurry, and we can't even see the true face of the dark thing inside. Tell me, do you have any? Ever tried to reconstruct the frame of the photo? We have to find out what and where it was taken."

He Luan finished eating the chicken nuggets, went to wash his hands, and connected to the call: "I'm sorry, sir, we haven't performed recovery yet, and we want to listen to your opinion and act."

"Who is speaking?"

"He Luan, Specialist of the Maintenance Department, sir."

"You came back so quickly." Ji Yao nodded, "My opinion is that you should find a professional to restore the picture."

He Luan sat cross-legged on the sofa, and Chen Wei leaned crookedly beside him to read the inspection reports.He Luan took the transparent evidence bag containing the photo, looked it back and forth, and finally stopped his gaze at the corner behind the photo: "We have not yet determined where this photo was taken, but we have initially Guess it was filmed at least ten years ago."

Ji Yao lowered her head.After Fu Zhong wrote down the last stroke, he also stopped.He Luan's words uttered all Ji Yao's thoughts, and some terrible conjectures that he dared not speak out were exposed to the air directly through other people's mouths.The photo in the projection pool was turned upside down, and the back of the photo, which was white and yellow and full of cracks, was displayed in the field of vision, and in the lower right corner of it were three sharp small characters—ten years later.

There was a long silence on both sides of the channel, and they both knew the source of the silence.Ji Yao stroked her neck and the back of her head, frowning sadly and melancholy.Fu Zhong saw his melancholy at a glance, and this kind of emotion infected himself so personally.Fu Zhong stretched out his hand to hold Ji Yao's hand on his knee, gently covering the back of his hand, wanting to give him encouragement and comfort.Ji Yao didn't dodge like being frightened, he calmly watched the palms of the two touching each other tightly, and hooked Fu Zhong's little finger in a strange way.

"I understand what you mean, Commissioner He." Ji Yao didn't give Fu Zhong a chance to react, ignored his astonished eyes, and said to He Luan on his own, "Where was your father ten years ago?" ?”

"Tibet, if he wasn't secretly transferred or performed other ulterior tasks." He Luan rubbed the bridge of his nose and thought about it carefully.

"Well. My father also disappeared ten years ago. But I'm not sure whether the 'ten years later' in the photo is a specific number or a general number. We have to think about it, and it may take many years to figure it out Woolen cloth."

He Luan nodded approvingly: "You are right."

Chen Wei put down an inspection booklet, which was printed out for them by the researchers of the laboratory after a thorough inspection of the photos, clothes and silk threads.He turned over and lay on He Luan's shoulder, hanging his arms to watch him talking to Ji Yao word by word.Chen Wei remembered the unfinished Kaifeng dishes, and secretly ran barefoot to get the unfinished chicken wings to be disposed of, while gesturing to tell He Luan how delicious the chicken wings were.

He Luan was messed up by him, the aroma of the chicken made him salivate but he had to stop.Chen Wei was still giggling, He Luan hugged his head and pressed it to his chest, and then hooked his legs around his knees to prevent him from twisting his body.Chen Wei struggled a few times but failed. He is a person who judges the situation, so he found a comfortable position and leaned on He Luan's chest, closed his mouth and started to eat in silence.

After the two sides talked for more than ten minutes, Ji Yao disconnected the call first.He Luan took off the earphones hanging from his head and threw them aside, freeing up his hands to deal with the bad boy imprisoned in front of him.Chen Weixin took a middle wing and wanted to put it into his mouth. He Luan grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and bit the chicken wing, and tore off a large piece of white, tender and fragrant meat.Seeing the food fall into someone else's mouth, Chen Wei howled, and the two fought on the sofa because of the ownership of a chicken wing, and rolled into a ball.

After Ji Yao disconnected the call, he was still wandering in the sky, his thoughts drifted to far away places.Fu Zhong sat aside and wrote with one hand, because his left hand was hooked by Ji Yao and he couldn't move it out.After Fu Zhong put down his pen, he went to look at the hands of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Sir, I have finished what I should say, why are you still hooking my finger?"

Fu Zhong's voice pulled Ji Yao into the real world, and he withdrew his hand suddenly, only to find that the fingers of the two were hooked together at some point, inseparable.Ji Yao's ears suddenly turned red again, and he pretended to be angry and slapped Fu Zhong on the back of his hand: "Who told you to touch my hand? There are no rules!"

"You're not right, sir." Fu Zhong corrected him calmly, telling him to face the facts, "It's obvious that you took the initiative to hook my hand, so you can't tell the truth!"

Ji Yao was speechless by what he said, and he suddenly didn't want to argue anymore.Fu Zhong is right, he can't turn right and wrong, he has to face the facts.Even so, Ji Yao felt that he couldn't lose, and he clasped Fu Zhong tighter with a competitive heart, and now they interlocked their fingers.Ji Yao felt that it was time for him to win the game, and he said something provocative and thoughtful: "I just took the initiative to hook your hand. If you don't like it, you can pull it out yourself."

Fu Zhong shook their wrists with a smile, and laughed slyly like a fox: "Originally, only one finger was hooked, and I could still get away; now there are ten fingers hooked, ten fingers connected to the heart, I think I can’t even pull it out!”