Mountains and seas have a home

"Brother Wolf, what are you humming?" The driver seized any opportunity to speak, because Tang Ji never uttered a word easily, and there were hundreds of kilometers away from the destination, and the journey was so lonely that it made people crazy.

Tang Ji folded his hands and stared ahead. The towering postal building, the old dad's bar on the corner of the street, and the old Russian couple walking along the street holding hands and holding flowers, all turned into slashes and spots, and were thrown down by the jeep. Go to the back of your mind.The driver drove so fast that he didn't even have time to appreciate the scenery, as if he was fleeing desperately.

The driver waited for a long time before Tang Ji could speak. He occasionally glanced at the man beside him, and silently turned the steering wheel to let the car drive into one curve after another.The driver hummed a song softly, and the announcer continued to make noise in the iron box, and the cabin became lively anyway.

After touching the distance of about half a block, Tang Ji said slowly: "I hum, there are too many people and it's hard to handle things, it must be very burdensome."

The driver let out an oh, it took so long to say a word, he had already forgotten his question just now.But the driver didn't care, and continued to chat with Tang Ji one after another. Tang Ji always seemed to have to think for a long time before he would speak. Every time he opened his mouth, he always only had a short sentence or three or five words, for fear of wasting it. Drooling.The driver found this man interesting, with a memorable air, and he always spoke with a deadpan sense of humour.

The car passed the Blagoveshchensk (Hailanpao) railway station, and a Siberian train was stopping at the station.This train station is hundreds of years old and has a long history, but it doesn't look commensurate with the long history.There is no platform and few passengers, and it looks a little deserted under the lonely light.The top of the train was covered with a thick layer of snow, and it stopped quietly, and it was not yet the departure time.

The speed of the car dropped suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, swayed, pointed to the small train station outside the window, and said, "Brother Lang, this is Hailanpao's train station, and there happens to be another train in the station, every two days, you Look, are you really not going to sit down?"

Sitting in the window of the car, Tang Ji turned his head and looked out. The frost shell was a little thick, and the station could not be seen clearly, only an outline illuminated by the light could be seen.After waiting for about half a minute, the driver became impatient and suddenly heard the whistle of the train departing.

"The train is leaving now." Tang Ji raised his hand to signal outside, and finally turned his head to meet the driver's eyes.On his thumb pointing outwards, the resonant sound of the flute faded away along with the clang of the wheels.

The driver bounced back, leaned on the seat and moved his shoulders, with no place to put his hands, and spun around the steering wheel, as if it was his heart.The driver was very upset at this time. The trip was a long distance. He didn't want to run long distances. He was tired and wanted to go home to find his mother.

Tang Ji hummed lightly, and the driver didn't know what he was humming. He raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Ji resentfully, dawdling not to drive.Tang Ji pursed his lips and sat for a while, then knocked on the car door and said, "The door is open, I'll go down and do some shopping."

"What are you buying?" The driver found a way to vent his anger.

Tang Ji knocked on the car door: "Open the door."

Unlocking the lock with a bang, the driver saw Tang Ji bent down to get out of the car, still carrying his black suitcase in his hands, and walked towards the station with his hands in his hands, but he didn't enter the gate of the station, he went to a bar in front, and the bar was brightly lit. The colorful lights are changing round and round, dazzling people's eyes.

The driver didn't know what he was going to do. He was feeling desperate for the long road ahead. His home was on the Songhua River, so he had to rush home to buy New Year's goods for his mother.At this moment, I picked up Tang Ji and insisted on letting him be the long-distance driver.

With one foot on the gas pedal, the driver was about to turn the car around and leave, but he lost the gas as soon as the engine started, and leaned his head on the leather chair listlessly. Eyes repose.

He can't go. The Siberian train only runs every two days. One train just left, and the next train will have to wait another 48 hours. We can't afford to delay it.When I came here, my boss said that it should be delivered as soon as possible, and that taking the train is faster than the jeep, but Tang Ji's brain circuit is different from others.

Tang Ji stood at the door of the bar and looked at it. After confirming that it was a bar, he opened the glass door and went in. The inside was as deserted as the street scene. People in twos and threes were sitting and drinking, and the bearded and fat boss was cleaning the table behind the bar.

"A bottle of gin and a bottle of vodka." Tang Ji said to the drunk fat boss in Russian, the fat boss patted his stomach and looked at Tang Ji for a while, probably because few customers came here to buy wine, and they were still Chinese.

Vodka and gin were quickly placed in front of Tang Ji. The boss said the price and threw the handkerchief aside.Tang Ji took out the leather bag from his pocket to pay, a photo slid out of it, and slid in front of the fat boss.

The boss handed the photo back, took the money from Tang Ji with one hand, pointed to the photo and said, "The little girl is so cute."

Tang Ji stroked the photo, put it back gently, a faint smile appeared on his expressionless face all the year round: "This is my sister."

This was an expression Tang Ji rarely showed. His brows were pale, and he was born with a fierce look. He was used to being a wolf king without eyebrows, but he forgot how to smile.He carefully put the leather bag back into his pocket, as if it was his treasured treasure, this is probably the rare tenderness of a tough guy.

The wine bottle was held in his hand, and they collided together and made a clang. Tang Ji thought for a while and asked, "Where can I buy black pepper?"

The boss showed him the way. Turn left at the No. [-] intersection and you will find a small shop opened by the old woman Linna, where you can buy all kinds of seasonings such as black pepper and Chinese prickly ash.Linna's husband joined the Soviet Red Army, and her son was also a member of the army.

The driver was recuperating in the warm compartment, and fell asleep after resting. It was almost noon at this time, and sleepiness was always everywhere.There was a knock on the door, and the driver woke up in a jerk, and hurriedly looked outside, fearing that it wasn't the Russian police who came to trouble him.

The police didn’t see anything, only a black woolen coat outside the window. Even though the frost shell was thicker, the driver could still see the cuff buttons of the woolen coat.Cursing in a low voice, he opened the door for Tang Ji. As soon as the man got in, the driver felt like a wolf jumped up.

Suddenly, a package of things came crashing down, and there was an offensive smell. The driver pulled it down in disgust to see that it was written in Russian.

"What are you giving me this for?"

"Black pepper." Tang Ji threw the suitcase to the back, "Put more of this next time when cooking fish."

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Tang Ji ignored him, the driver stared at Tang Ji's side face for a long time, his facial features were all wrinkled together, but he didn't see anything except Tang Ji's slightly dim eyebrow tail.The black pepper powder in his hand suddenly became hot. The driver didn't accept it, let alone if he didn't accept it. He was very embarrassed, and there was an embarrassing atmosphere in the car.

At that moment, the driver missed his mother very much. My mother fried the pepper star anise, fried the carp, and everything from the Wusuli River to the dinner table.Originally, after finishing his work this week, he would report to the Harbin Branch of the Time Bureau, and then he could go home with his luggage on his back. The weather is not good, but news suddenly came from Beijing to pin this matter on him. The code name of the person to be escorted "Browless Wolf King", the driver called him "Brother Wolf".

Holding black pepper at a loss, Tang Ji lifted two bottles of wine and dangled them in front of his eyes, staring into his eyes without saying a word.The driver understood what he meant, and raised his finger to lightly point to the gin. Tang Ji felt that he was worthless, so he pouted and opened the bottle for him.

The gin was light, and the driver didn't expect Tang Ji to buy him wine, even though the wine he bought was not the kind he liked.He smelled the strong smell of vodka. Tang Ji opened the window to let out the smell of alcohol, and small snowflakes floated in from outside.

Tang Ji was about to drink, but suddenly put it down again, turned to look at the driver, paused for a while, reached out and touched his wine bottle lightly.

There was a crisp ding, and the lingering sound continued.The driver turned around in a panic, saw Tang Ji holding up the bottle to him expressionlessly, sat back, took a small sip, and said, "Happy New Year."

It's not New Years yet, so happy ass.I couldn't be happier seeing your face.

"Well, happy new year." The driver replied awkwardly, watching the falling snow outside the windshield, smelling the smell of black pepper, drinking in silence while reminiscing about the fish soup in the morning.

Ji Yao only got up in the afternoon, the quilt was down to her waist, and the heating was on in the room, so she didn't feel too cold.He slept alone, with no clothes on, and the muscles and scars on his back were all exposed to the air.Burn scars, bullet marks grazed by bullets, and knife marks slashed by swords are scattered on both sides of the spine.There was a scratch on the waist, extending forward to the abdomen. Although it was very pale, it could be seen that the tragedy of the injury was faint.

Seemingly unaware of his own body, he pulled up the quilt to cover him, rolled around on the bed with his eyes open, the bed was very fragrant and soft, like Fu Zhong's embrace, he was naturally reluctant to leave.

Today is a day of rest, and tomorrow will be the official crossing. All the preparations have been completed, and he is as tired as if his body has been hollowed out. Only when he is with Fu Zhong can he temporarily forget these smoky trifles.

He turned his head to look at an empty pillow next to him. The bed was so big, it seemed too spacious to sleep alone.He remembered the night he and Fu Zhong were in the hot spring hotel, Fu Zhong had always hugged him to sleep, and it was the first time for Ji Yao to be hugged to sleep, even though they didn't do anything.

Suddenly thinking of something missing, Ji Yao's ears turned red, he shrank back, pulled up the quilt to cover his mouth, the exposed eyebrows and eyes were flushed, and a certain place under his body gradually reacted, and he also Ignore it.

The phone buzzed under the pillow, and someone called in. Ji Yao reached down to touch it, first touched a handful of sand/desert/zhi/eagle, and then touched his own phone.The Sand Eagle is often placed under the pillow and can be pulled out to shoot at any time.

"Baby." Fu Zhong called him from the other end, amidst some noise in the background, "Are you up yet?"

"Just woke up, didn't I tell you to wake me up early yesterday, why did you call now?" Ji Yao turned over and lay on the pillow, listening to the phone with his hands propped up, writing Fu Zhong's name in front of him with his fingers.

Fu Zhong stood beside the railing with his hands folded, looked down at the huge coordinate instrument in the well, and said with a smile, "The chief said before going to bed yesterday that he would wake you up in the afternoon, so I called now."

The tester stands on the opposite side and gestures to this side, then the coordinate meter rises, the hatch opens, and the inside is a glass structure, of course this is not ordinary glass.The cellar well is very deep, and there is a red light at the bottom. The mechanical arm tightly hugs the coordinate instrument and performs various actions according to the instructions.

"I told you to bark in the afternoon, so you bark in the afternoon?" Ji Yao said, "It's like a dog."

Fu Zhong heard Ji Yao's sweet and greasy voice, and when he called him a dog, he also had a sentimental taste, as if he was drunk under the begonia flowers: "Of course I will listen to what the chief said, what you say is what you say , you are so beautiful, of course everything is right."

He said that Ji Yaomei, the chief looks really good, after all, a flower that was once K's big, maybe it still holds this record now.He had never seen Ji Yao's body before, and he didn't see the general idea at a glance last time, but he could guess that his body was extremely beautiful through a layer of clothes.

When a painter takes his brush, he always paints deep mountains separated by mist, and flowers under the moonlight. Only through a layer of veil can the imagination be left behind, what kind of graceful body a beauty has.

"Why are you so noisy over there? Where are you?" Ji Yao asked, he turned over and looked at the ceiling with his arms on his head.

"I just came back from the east lab, and I'm in the coordinate instrument storage well. I'm going to go through it tomorrow. I want to take a look." Fu Zhong lowered his head and kicked the toe of his shoe, and three or two staff members walked by. They are the busiest people today. Yes, the printer next to it was nervously spitting out sheets of blank paper. The researchers were pointing and talking in low voices. The people in the information team were listening to the phone, pinning diagrams on the whiteboard with both hands.

"What are you doing at the East End Laboratory?"

"Didn't the chief say that there is China's Institute of Unidentified Biology over there? I just want to have a look, maybe I can find something useful." Fu Zhong raised his chin and let out a soft breath, "But the lab doesn't allow me to do so." Entering, I only saw Xiao Zhuoming coming out from inside."

Ji Yao hummed lightly, didn't say much, thought silently for a while, lifted the quilt and got off the bed, tilted his head to listen to the phone, pulled his pants and put them on, and said, "I'm getting up, I'll get out of bed later. Go there to find you, wait a moment, don't run around, I can't find it."

Fu Zhong lowered his eyebrows and said yes, it would be a good thing for the chief to come, why would he be willing to run around.Ji Yao pushed open the bathroom door and went in. He leaned against the glass and was about to hang up the phone when Fu Zhong told him to wait: "Chief, I want to hug and kiss."

He lowered his voice, probably because he was embarrassed to be heard by others. After all, there were many irrelevant people walking around beside him, who didn't know that he was in a relationship with his chief.

Ji Yao rubbed his nose and smiled, leaning against the glass with his back, feeling cool, there was indeed a fire burning inside his body.The momentum below has been maintained until now, and Fu Zhong's voice has been echoing in my ears, and it has not continued.That voice was really as charming as the one written in the poem. Ji Yao knew what he wanted, and the person on the other end of the phone was the person he had also been thinking about for four years. Just hearing his voice was enough to make him sink ten thousand times.

"Okay, I'll give you hugs and kisses." Ji Yao said, leaning against the sink, pointing fingers at the fragrant dried flowers in the basket, and seeing her reflection in the mirror.

The upper body is bare, the shoulder line is straight, the waist line is high, pinched down, it is just right tight and delicate.The belt is tightly buckled, the crotch supports the trouser seam, the arms hang down, and the lines of muscles are clearly undulating.If it weren't for the scars, no one would be satisfied with this body.

Scars are Ji Yao's most contemptible blemish, and Fu Zhong is his god, but he is not a flawless jade.Fu Zhong didn't know that he had such unsightly scars on his body, but one day he would know, if they had sex in the future, how could they hide it?

Fu Zhong was waiting for Ji Yao to come by the railing. He was talking to a staff member, and sometimes he lost his mind when he listened to it. He shook his body and realized that there was someone talking beside him, but he couldn't understand what he was talking about. up.

Ji Yao walked down the stairs with his windbreaker on and came to the observation platform. Everyone who came and went knew that this was the executive representative of the China region. He had a nickname of "Ghostface Hades", and he stopped walking to salute.

Standing on the platform to look, I didn’t see Fu Zhong, bit my lips quietly, leaned on the railing to look at the phone, after calling up the dialogue box, my ears were burned suddenly, and the bittersweet, bittersweet smell of black coffee floated into my nose inside.

Turning off the phone and looking back, Fu Zhong was standing by the side, handing him a cup of black coffee, steaming, even he was sweet and sweet: "Honey, I'll buy you a cup Coffee, I didn't run around."

At this time, I still didn't forget to say a few words of love. Ji Yao's ears turned red, and he grabbed the coffee cup with his hands, glanced around, and said, "So many people are looking at you like this, so don't be ashamed! I told you to use an honorific name." !Honor!"

"Yes, sir. Of course, sir."

Now when he heard Fu Zhong call his chief, the scene of him kissing his lips, biting his ear, and leaving a red mark on his neck floated in his mind, but at that time he murmured calling himself chief, and he couldn't forget it. The words are also dyed with emotion.

Fu Zhong lowered his eyelashes to look at Ji Yao's neck, his lips lined with spring rain apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River: "Sir, the mark on your neck is exposed."

With a bang, Ji Yao exploded into fireworks, looked at the crowd around him awkwardly, pretended to be nonchalant, pulled up the collar of his shirt, and turned up the collar button of his windbreaker.The coffee was getting colder, so he took a sip, holding the bottom of the cup with his finger, very particular.

"Chief, remember to block all of these when you go out." Fu Zhong was [-] centimeters away from him, and said in a voice that Ji Yao could hear, "But it doesn't matter if you don't block, this will let others know that you have someone Of course, I can’t think about it.”

Ji Yao raised his chin, leaned on the railing to drink coffee, and squinted his eyes to show a good look: "Wolfdog."

Fu Zhong accepted the address with a smile. He nodded his toes, greeted the people passing by, and started another topic: "I met Xiao Zhuoming just now. She came out of the CUBL laboratory. She should be doing research with her teacher."

"Her teacher's surname is Yang, which is Professor Yang from the medical department." Ji Yao said, "I checked, and the name Yang Qihua only appeared on the list of the medical department, and there is no relevant information about the title of professor. Moreover, I I didn’t see him before in Beijing, maybe I forgot, maybe I didn’t care, but he is indeed a new face to me.”

"I asked Chen Wei before, and Chen Wei said that the people in the maintenance department were only talking about Professor Yang, and the specifics are not clear. This Professor Yang is quite concerned about He Luan's matter."

"Where is Xiao Zhuoming? Is there any problem with Xiao Zhuoming?" Ji Yao leaned over to taste the coffee, his expression was as usual, and he looked at the coordinate instrument in the cellar lightly and deftly.

Fu Zhong turned back and leaned against the railing, shook his head and said, "I retrieved the information from the database. Xiao Zhuoming just graduated from university last year, and graduated from medical university. Now she is only an intern. According to the information, she has always been a student of Professor Yang."

"Always? Since she first entered the Beijing Time Bureau?"

"Yes." Fu Zhong tilted his head and smiled, "At least that's what I read in the information."

Ji Yao silently took a sip of coffee, covering her hands in a daze.Fu Zhong knew what he was thinking, even if he didn't say it, they knew it. Someone was staring at their backs, and there was a dark tide under the water.