Mountains and seas have a home

One corner of the porch is shaded by the feather leaves of the eucalyptus tree, and the triangular eaves decorated with bricks are carved with pictures of ancient people hunting in autumn.The capsules of the eucalyptus are like groups of pink lanterns, hanging in clusters among the dense branches and leaves.Ji Yao was standing on the steps in front of the apartment's foyer with a paper bag in his hand. The wind was so cold that he had to put his hands in his pockets to avoid the cold, but the camellia hedge under the osmanthus tree was still lush and beautiful.He took a few steps between the pillars, and occasionally looked at the garden road leading to the apartment buildings.

"What is Chief Ji doing here?"

"Wait someone."

"who?"

Just as Ji Yao wanted to speak, she pursed her lips and remained silent.He smiled lightly, without making a sound.He kept his words to himself.

After the female instructor greeted them, she walked away talking and laughing, and Ji Yao nodded at them as a face-to-face meeting.He raised his chin and looked at the corner of the building. The wintersweet in the flower bed blocked his sight, and several fragile plants were already shivering in the frost.In the tall building opposite, someone is playing, the tune is as long as a silver hook.Ji Yao counted the seconds and kicked the pebbles with the tip of his shoes to pass the time.There is some distance from the restaurant to the apartment, and it may take some time for Fu Zhong to come over.

The staff cleaning the floor came out of the elevator, pushing a cart of things, and the axles squeaked.Ji Yao heard the movement, glanced back, and stepped aside.There are vans parked in the small square to the east. The loader in a navy blue jacket pulls the cart down the slope and stops when he reaches the container. With the cardboard tucked around his waist, he walked back.

"Who moved out?" Ji Yao called to stop the short and strong worker.

The stevedore was startled by him, and hurriedly pulled out the cardboard tucked around his waist, and replied: "No. 2601 has moved out."

Ji Yao nodded, it turned out that he came from the opposite door.Ji Yao's neighbor is the Minister of the Equipment Department, and this house is only the temporary residence of the Minister in the Time Bureau.Ji Yao had never knocked on the neighbor's door before, and now the neighbor was evacuated.He has not been in Beijing for many years, and he has missed too many things.Ji Yao let the stevedore go, saw the truck drive out along the garden road, and entered the underground passage in a blink of an eye.

Fu Zhong ran all the way to the door of the apartment, and when he turned the corner, he accidentally tripped and stuck his hand on the newly pruned boxwood fence next to him, wiping off a piece of thin skin.Fu Zhong didn't care about this little pain, he patted the dust casually, and quickened his pace to run to the front of Apartment Seven.Fu Zhong held a bouquet of bright yellow flowers in his arms, and he protected the petals from shaking off.

After running up the steps, he stood at attention in front of Ji Yao: "Hi sir!"

Ji Yao stood a little closer so that he could see Fu Zhong's face clearly.He intentionally remained silent for a while, even this simple silence can make Fu Xin flustered.Ji Yao nodded after a while: "It came quite quickly, forget it, there will be no punishment."

Fu Zhong didn't know whether he was praising him or hurting him, but he didn't have to be punished anyway.Only then did Fu Zhong put his eyes on Ji Yao, and belatedly realized that they were so close, so close that only the cool breeze could turn between them.The chief often wears the standard black shirt of the executive department, and no matter what, the shirt is the most outstanding masterpiece on him.When Ji Yao didn't wear a tie, he seldom buttoned his collar, a small piece of skin was exposed, and his collarbone was looming.

This is his mystery, and that small piece of skin exposed to the air is also a mysterious place.Ji Yao has a peculiar charm that has been hooked on Fu Zhong's heartstrings, allowing his imagination to fly with wings, making people just want to explore, develop, and ponder.

A few petals of flowers were placed on Fu Zhong's shoulders, and Ji Yao raised his hand to dust them off for him.Fu Zhong looked at his shoulder, the badge was shiny, although it was not as glorious and heroic as Ji Yao's, but Fu Zhong knew that one day he would become a person like Ji Yao.The bouquet in my hand has been impatiently waiting for someone to send them out, rustling in the autumn wind.Fu Zhong handed the flower to Ji Yao and said, "It's for you."

"Where did you buy it?"

"I passed a Turkish florist on the road. He put flowers in baskets and put them on the stone platform of the flower bed. The smell of these flowers is sweet and sweet, and they are suitable for decoration in vases. Chief, all the vases in your house are empty. .”

Ji Yao understood the meaning behind Fu Zhong's words at once, and this meticulous and caring caressed Ji Yao's chaotic mood comfortably.He raised his eyebrows, took the flowers over pretending not to care, lowered his head and smelled them, the sweet smell made him have some sweet fantasies.Ji Yao fiddled with the bouquet twice, looked at the small yellow flowers inside, and said, "Aren't they just empty vases? Why are you so concerned?"

"You don't like it?" Fu Zhong retreated, pretending to get the flowers back.

Ji Yao opened his hand at once: "Don't even think about taking back what you give away! Want to grab something from me? No way! Did I tell you I don't like it? Why can't you always hear the words of the officer? "

Fu Zhong knew that he had this temper, and Ji Yao's slap on his hand just now showed everything, no matter how happy he was in his heart, he would not show it.Fu Zhong knew that his goal had been achieved, he cheered himself up in his heart, and then asked something important: "What do you say you want to give me?"

Ji Yao picked up the bag in his hand and shook it lightly: "I ate half of the strawberries you bought for me, and I kept half for you. I'm not used to eating other people's things, my mouth is very soft, it's not good to owe favors return."

"Sir, you are so thoughtful. Everything is half as good as you and half as good as mine." Fu Zhong smiled and took the bag over, opened it to look at the strawberries inside.It was refrigerated in the refrigerator earlier, and the fruit is still fresh, big and bright, with a tangy aroma.

"I'm the officer in charge of you, of course I'm good to you. Otherwise, if you go to the minister and sue me, then I can get out of the time bureau immediately."

"Don't say that, you were the one who approved me, I am very grateful to you." Fu Zhong said, "It's too late to thank you, how could there be such a thing as a lawsuit. You are the best no matter what, you 100% correct, sir."

Ji Yao smiled and said nothing, what Fu Zhong said was the truth.Fu Zhong was originally wanted by the equipment department. Ji Yao wrote three letters to the office and bargained with the head of the equipment department. At that time, he was so angry that he was so angry that he took Fu Zhong into his hands. inside.No one would like Fu Zhong's sweet mouth, and Ji Yao is no exception. Listening to him makes me feel happy and comfortable.

When they mentioned the past, the two of them were suddenly silent, and the wind was slightly cool, passing through the sparse branches and leaves.The gurgling sound of the fountain moves from far to near, fluctuates up and down, and then slowly disappears.Ji Yao stood on tiptoe and asked, "Why don't you eat it? You haven't tasted it since you bought it."

"I do not want to eat."

"why?"

"In the past, there was a strawberry garden in the university, which specialized in the research of high-yield and high-quality strawberries." Fu Zhong said, "It's so sweet that I'm tired of it."

"Almost forgot, you have a strawberry field in college." Ji Yao nodded.

Fu Zhong laughed: "The strawberries on my property are the best in the whole farm, and I will pick out the best ones and give them to you every harvest season."

He talked about those things intentionally or unintentionally, and the sweet fragrance of red fruits floated from his memory to the present.Ji Yao chuckled lightly, noncommittal.Fu Zhong lowered his eyes and sniggered, not letting Ji Yao see it.The meaning inside and outside the words made the atmosphere a little delicate, and people passing by occasionally glanced at them.The sound of the piano has not dissipated, and it seems to be happy or angry, and there are scattered street lights in the bushes.

Seeing Fu Zhong's face as a little daughter-in-law, Ji Yao hooked the bag over, reached in and picked one, pulled out the leaves from his buttocks, and handed it to his mouth.

"I reserved it for you, you have to eat it for me. Hurry up, open your mouth and eat this fruit!"

Fu Zhong raised his hand to take it: "You don't want to eat?"

"Don't talk about it, execute it immediately!" Ji Yao was furious.

"Received, sir!"

Fu Zhong raised his eyes to look at Ji Yao, bit the red fruit in his mouth, and the juice immediately leaked out.Looking at the crystal clear liquid, Ji Yao suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.Fu Zhong wiped off the water stains on his hand, and praised the delicacy of the strawberry, as if it was a precious delicacy: "It's really sweet, a rare good taste. Why does the strawberry seem to change when you hold it?"

Ji Yao's ears suddenly burned, and the strange feeling in his heart just now made him feel uncomfortable in his chest.The autumn wind poured into the collar of the shirt and slid down the spine.The chill blew all over the spine, even though he was still wearing a bottoming shirt under his shirt, Ji Yao was terribly cold.There is an artificial lake behind Apartment Seven, so it is colder than other places.Ji Yao shuddered and shrank her neck involuntarily.

Being confused by Fu Zhong again, what kind of magical power does this person have!Ji Yao touched the back of her head irritably: "Turn around."

"?"

"Tell you to turn around and hear?" Ji Yao kicked Fu Zhong, "Don't be in a daze for a while, just be quick and easy!"

Be quick to handle things, Fu Zhong doesn't know what he wants to do.The speed of a cobra attack is 0.1 seconds, but the cobra is faster than the cobra in some respects.Speed ​​is one of the ways to keep up with time.

Fu Zhong turned around, Ji Yao swiped open his backpack and stuffed something into it.Ji Yao's rough movements made Fu Zhong back again and again, his foot slipped, and he leaned on Ji Yao's shoulder.Such a good show is a blessing in heaven, and Fu Zhong is grateful for the gift of fate from the bottom of his heart.Ji Yao slid across Fu Zhong's side with both hands empty, and Fu Zhong's fluffy and soft hair brushed against his neck, making it tingle.Their posture is a bit strange, it looks like Ji Yao is hugging Fu Zhong from behind.

The wind that had been scurrying in the flower bed suddenly stopped, as if it was hiding in the vegetation and watching the two people.The sweet aroma of strawberries made Ji Yao tired, and Fu Zhong suddenly felt hot all over, and his left chest was throbbing violently. Fortunately, there were clothes blocking his heart from beating out.The drum-like sound made him confused whether it was his own or Ji Yao's. Some spring-like emotions sprouted in this voice, and the spring god Adonis sprinkled nectar on the world.

"Fuck! What the hell are you doing here? Get up." Ji Yao pulled Fu Zhong away, touched his hot ears, and raised his hand to straighten his collar.

Fu Zhong was a little aggrieved: "What did the chief stuff into my bag? Of course I can't stand still if you push so hard."

"Dynamite." Ji Yao raised his knee and pretended to hit someone, "Do you know why the minister thinks you care about me?"

"do not know."

"Then go back and think about it."

Fu Zhong stared at him, he was thinking now.Ji Yao is a mystery, a person who can't figure it out.

"Your hand is punctured, go back and clean it up, and apply some medicine." Ji Yao pulled Fu Zhong's palm to look, "Why do you come to the time bureau when the skin is so tender?"

"In the future, the skin will not be so tender. The time bureau will teach me from a rookie to an expert." Fu Zhong stretched out his hand, revealing the broken skin on his palm, "It still hurts there, can the chief apply some for me?" medicine?"

Ji Yao put down his hand, stretched his neck and twisted away: "What a man, I can do this by myself."

Fu Zhongdian shook his backpack, it didn't weigh much, so it probably wasn't explosives.Ji Yao pressed his eyebrows, impatiently trying to send him away, he himself is in a mess now.Seeing that he couldn't continue talking, Fu Zhong turned around and went down the steps after resigning from Ji Yao.

"Wait a moment."

"What else is there for the chief?" Fu Zhong looked up at the bottom of the steps and asked.

Ji Yao went down one level, cut his hands behind his back, and bent over to approach Fu Zhong.He didn't do it for anything, just to see Fu Zhong's face clearly, it wouldn't hurt to look at this face a few more times.

"You said before that you would do anything for me?"

"Yes, sir, of course I would do anything for you."

"Then please do me a favor."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Write a review."

"What review?"

"Because I was absent from the regular meeting in the morning, the minister asked me to write a review."

Fu Zhong was stunned for a while, then he looked at Ji Yao's eyes, which were brown and had his own reflection inside.Ji Yao is myopic, Fu Zhong is not, and Fu Zhong is a pilot.Ji Yao's eyes are like the lake water of a fountain reflecting behind an apartment building, with verdant flowers and trees and ripples everywhere.In front of such a chief, of course he is willing to do anything for him.Fu Zhong agreed to Ji Yao's request, after all, only two or three thousand words are needed to write a review.

Ji Yao stood on the steps with his pockets in his pockets and watched Fu Zhong leave, but Fu Zhong suddenly turned his head behind the boxwood.Ji Yao could only see a vague figure, he knew that Fu Zhong was looking back at him, smiled at him, turned around and entered the hall holding flowers.

Fu Zhong drove the car out of the time bureau, turned onto a road covered with fallen leaves, and drove along the brightly lit bustling street to the entrance of the expressway around the city.He played soft music along the way, and the lights like flowing water dripped on the dark car window glass, rushing out, and retreating quickly.On the way, he had to pass a dam across the river. He galloped over it, and soon left the green park and cannas by the river behind.It took about 10 minutes from the time bureau to my home, and it rained a little when I got home.

The game group started making appointments again, and Fu Zhong said that he would go online after ten o'clock.He made a platter with strawberries and yogurt and took it to the study. He took out a book from his backpack and found that it was "Regulations on Rewards and Punishments of the Time Bureau".Ji Yao not only stuffed him with this book, but also the instruction manual of the coordinate instrument and Ji Yao's notebook.

Every year when the executive department recruits recruits, a copy of the "Regulations" is issued.Examinations are organized after the recruits have learned by heart, and those who fail are immediately dismissed.Many recruits complained about this rule, but Fu Zhong disagreed. Fu Zhong was best at memorizing books, and his memory was superior to others since he was a child.

Fu Zhong suddenly remembered Ji Yao's strange question: Do you know why the minister thinks you care about me so much?

He was suddenly a little confused now, and walked to the French windows surrounding the study to see the rain falling outside, and the twisted drizzle hit the window and trickled down.Fu Zhong overlooked the building of the Maritime Safety Administration, and the unique building of the Hilton Hotel stood in a colorful manor.Through the smoky rain curtain, Fu Zhong saw the purple green hills far away, the dark night, and the melancholy autumn rain.The lingering here stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

Ji Yao returned home with the flowers in her arms, brought a few ceramic thin-necked vases, and inserted those yellow flowers into them.He was doing it cheerfully, as if having an affectionate conversation with someone.He took a picture of the vase and went to take a shower.The plaster on the face was washed off, and the scars were exposed. Although it was not obvious, Ji Yao was very concerned.He didn't want to be naked, because there were burn marks on his back, and those marks would definitely scare a blind man.

I had a work report with the director in front of the computer, and suddenly someone knocked on the door.Ji Yao was a little flustered, because he didn't want people to see the scars on his face.When the person outside the door knocked for the second time, Ji Yao put on the mask as quickly as possible, and opened the door impatiently with raised eyebrows.Outside stood a clerk in a blue jacket and a boat cap with a logo indicating he was from the Equipment Department.

"Chief Ji, your glasses. The equipment department sent them to you."

Ji Yao frowned: "Where did you get the glasses? I haven't reported it to the equipment department."

The young clerk took out the record book: "Did you forget? This is ordered by someone you entrusted, and there are files and signatures here."

Ji Yao flicked through the documents with pursed lips. The personal information was filled in quite completely, and the degrees of myopia in the left and right eyes were very correct.When I turned to the last page, my name was signed in the signature column.

"Who wrote it?"

"It's a lieutenant, serial number 0578. He said that you asked him to help, and it was urgent. The information was filled in completely, and we will expedite it for you."

"Well, I see." Ji Yao nodded, signed his name in a few strokes, and dismissed the staff.

After he went back, he sat on the sofa and looked at it for a while with his glasses up.The glasses were thinly framed and slightly gold in color, and his number was engraved on the frame.The serial number is clearly engraved in a very small place.Ji Yao touched the metal frame and laughed. He was lying on the back of the sofa with his robe open, exposing his chest and abdomen.Ji Yao put on his glasses, now he can see the real estate and distant mountains outside the window at a glance.

Ji Yao slowly lit a cigarette, picked it up in his hand, and looked at the rain outside the building through the flashing smoke.He leaned on the pillow, put the cigarette to his mouth, tilted his head to think about things, and suddenly thought of Fu Zhong's waistline.He pushed back his robe and lifted one leg up on the mat.Ji Yao lowered her eyes and waited on herself, while breathing out the smoke in a frenzy, she raised her neck and let out a forbearing hum.The sound of the rain gradually increased, and it seemed to drench him through a layer of windows.

Fu Zhong sat on the bed and played a few games with the team, winning three games in a row.Next to the fish tank is a bird cage, in which there is a starling bird with black feathers and a beautiful singing voice.The starlings jumped up and down in the cage, with their tails cocked, pecking at the drops of water from the clear water dish to wash their feathers.Fu Zhong went off the assembly line after finishing three rounds, and jumped up from the bed in high spirits, ready to write a self-criticism.

In the middle of the night, Ji Yao sat cross-legged on the bed and pressed the keyboard. Although he deliberately asked Fu Zhong to help write the review, he still had to write the pen himself.Ji Yao likes to tease Fu Zhong, and when he thinks of Fu Zhong turning his back and stealing red ears, he will feel a strange pleasure, as if his happiness is based on Fu Zhong's shame.He pondered the man, wondering what the hell was going on.He thought about it, took a photo of the glasses with his mobile phone, and posted it on Weibo.

In the next second, "Slender Waist" sent him the first red heart.Ji Yao covered his ears and rubbed his hands, untied his belt and pulled the robe to the sides, and gestured at his waist with his hands.He opened the full-length mirror again, and stood in front of the mirror to check whether his waist was thin or not.Ji Yao's waistline was pinched inward tightly, and the tightness was neutralized by the hip circumference, and the whole person stretched and retracted in a certain degree.He tore off the belt and tied it around his waist, then went to measure the length.Find out that your waist circumference is smaller than the standard value.

Fu Zhong sat at the desk looking at his phone and laughing. There was a photo on the screen, and a pair of glasses were placed next to the computer.On the computer in front of him is the document of the self-criticism, and Fu Zhong earnestly helped Ji Yao write the self-criticism, as if he was the one who was punished.Fu Zhong knew he was being teased, he knew it better than anyone else, but he still did what Ji Yao said.

The rain in the city was getting heavier and heavier, and the torrential sound could be heard through the window. It was past twelve o'clock, and the fish and birds had already fallen asleep.The house was empty and silent, like a temple to the sun.It was Homer's favorite night and hour, when the vastness of space was racing toward them both, and the mountains were melting, melting in the elusive cool air...

During the morning training the next day, everyone found out that their captain had been replaced by Ji Yao himself, and it was the chief who went off to lead the team himself.Fu Zhong was surprised at first, because last night Ji Yao vowed that he would never lead their squadron again.When the team was forming, Ji Yao stood beside the queue and waited until the queue saluted him.Ji Yao walked past them, his stern gaze made Fu Zhong feel very familiar, the original Ji Yao came back again.

Fu Zhong sat on the barbell and drank a few mouthfuls of light salt water, watching Ji Yao gesturing to others.He swallowed the light salt water, the fresh taste was refreshing, Fu Zhong stood up and absent-mindedly picked up his coat and went to a secluded place.

"Why does he look weird?" Chen Wei sat on the ground with his back bent and stretched his muscles and bones, turned his head and saw Fu Zhong stood up and left without saying a word, "I haven't chatted with us recently, and he looks worried. He What are you worrying about?"

Fifth Master looked like a thin monkey, with big eyes embedded in his thin face, looking beaming.Fifth Master laughed cheerfully, stretched out his hand to pat Chen Wei: "I guess there is something troublesome!"

"What trouble? Do you have any secrets to tell me?"

"How do I know? Seventh brother is the most mysterious one among us. I haven't figured out what's going on with him until now." Fifth Master sat on the high horizontal bar with his shoulders shrugged, and he spread his hands and shook his hands. Shake your legs.

Chen Wei sat up, put his legs back, and watched Fu Zhong disappear behind the concrete wall worriedly: "How about we take a look? If there is something he can't think of, we can talk about it."

Fifth Master jumped off the horizontal bar.

Fu Zhong found a dry place on the stand behind the fence, sat down and turned on the computer, preparing to finish the last thousand words of the review.The stand is located next to the maneuvering field of the mobile unit, and behind it stands a tall barbed wire fence, on which fat sparrows are parked.There are large flocks of birds flying in the sky. These birds have not yet migrated, but they will soon fly away.Several Humvees drove past the practice field, rumbling from one end to the other.

Ji Yao habitually went to look for Fu Zhong, but there was no one there.He asked Chen Wei the way, walked around the wall to the open space on the other side, and saw Fu Zhong sitting on the steps from a distance.At this time, Fu Zhong was racking his brains on how to continue editing. He was an excellent student in high school and university, and he couldn't find him for writing a review, but now he was stumped by a thousand words.Fu Zhong took off his hat and put it aside, and wiped his messy hair back.

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly someone walked up to Fu Zhong, and a pair of boots appeared in the field of vision, the trousers were tightly tied, and the leather buckle was carved with a shining giant tree eagle

Fu Zhong was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up holding the computer: "Hello, sir! I am writing a self-criticism."

Ji Yao frowned, wearing the thin-rimmed glasses given by Fu Zhong on the bridge of his nose, a bit refined.He leaned over to look at Fu Zhong's computer screen with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "I told you to write and you really wrote? Are you afraid that I will deceive you?"

"I promised the chief to do anything for you, so of course I have to write."

Ji Yao smiled and bit her lips, raised her hand to pluck Fu Zhong's hair, and cursed: "Be careful, don't just do what others tell you, you won't know when you will be sold out."

"Received, sir!"

Chen Wei and Fifth Master stopped at the corner of the wall. They planned to walk over to find Fu Zhong, but after thinking about it, they chose to stand still, because Ji Yao had taken Fu Zhong for himself before they did.Chen Wei stood on tiptoe on the platform and looked over there. There was a distance between them, so the two of them could only stand on the steps of the stand and say this face to face.A few more Hummers drove past, and the roar made people panic.

Fifth Master placed his hand in front of his eyes like a telescope, and asked, "Did you see anything, Jiu'er?"

"I didn't see anything. I don't know what Ji Yao asked him for." Chen Wei muttered and answered, shaking his body and looking around, "But it seems that they chatted well, and Ji Yao even grabbed Xiao Qi's hair a few times .When did they get along so well?"

The camphor tree rustled in the wind, and a few fallen leaves hit Chen Wei's face, causing pain.Fifth Master grabbed the red leaf on his head and said, "Ji Yao is a weirdo, and Seventh Brother is also a weirdo. How can we understand the things between the weirdos?"

Chen Wei took out his mobile phone, held it up to the stands to take a picture, he zoomed in on the picture, saw that Ji Yao seemed to be smiling happily, and put back the hat that Fu Zhong had taken off for him.Chen Wei wrinkled his nose and took a picture, staring at Fifth Master with doubts: "Is Brother Seven the illegitimate son of Ji Yao?"

Fifth Master's eyes were shining brightly, as if he had just taken medicine.He was stunned for a while, then clenched his fists and pumped his energy: "A real hammer!"