Mountains and seas have a home

When Ji Yao said this, there was a lingering sound, and it sounded a little lonely. Even his back wrapped in a windbreaker seemed to be burdened by loneliness.Fu Zhong thought of Ji Yao's family background, and he could deeply understand the emotions in it. The chief has always been lonely, as lonely as a mountain.

Fu Zhong carried the box and followed him. From the chiseled mountain platform to the launch tower, he had to pass through a long corridor. The long dragon-like bridge spanned the two mountains.There are many vehicles parked in the snow field, and some people run in the snow despite the severe cold.

There was no snow or strong wind. This night was surprisingly quiet, as if all the peace in the world had gathered here.For no reason, Fu Zhong thought of the plum blossoms in the hot spring hotel. When the petals fell into the pool, they were so peaceful.

Ji Yao walked silently by her side, occasionally turning her head to look at the scenery outside the corridor, her gaze was long and unclear.Fu Zhong heard that there was no one in front of him, so he quietly took his hand, interlocking his fingers, and walked side by side for the last part of the journey, Ji Yao's ears were slightly red.

"What are you holding my hand for?" Ji Yao blamed in a low voice, but instead of letting go, he clasped it even tighter. "What if someone sees you? How decent is it?"

Fu Zhong smiled warmly, scratched the back of Ji Yao's hand with his slender fingers, and said: "The chief is always afraid of this and that, and then misses a lot of opportunities. We are racing against time, of course we have to fight at the corners and corners." It's a race against time."

This is fallacy, Ji Yao was gagged by him, unable to say anything to refute.The time on the watch was ticking, and the last distance was only a few hundred meters. Fu Zhong's hand was strong and warm, like a charcoal fire in winter, dispelling all his loneliness.

How long will they walk side by side like this?five years?ten years?Or forever?Ji Yao didn't dare to think about it anymore, even if there is boundless affection and long years, will they be able to live forever?

"Is the chief saying goodbye to mother too?" Fu Zhong asked quietly, he was afraid of breaking the tranquility.

Ji Yao nodded, shook his head again, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Maybe...is it possible?"

At the end of the corridor, when the elevator came up, Ji Yao pulled back his fingers calmly, and the two separated a little, Fu Zhong lowered his eyes, looking at the glowing halo on his leather shoes.

Two staff members came out to help them carry their suitcases, and asked Ji Yao to take off his coat and go into the room for a full body check.Fu Zhong was waiting outside for a while, when suddenly a shadow approached, and when he looked back, it was Shanhua.

Shanhua greeted Fu Zhong with a smile as usual. He was burly and heroic, and the well-fitting uniform was worn on him, highlighting his toned figure just right.The face of the Chinese-Russian mixed race is deep and clear. Although he often smiles, his whole body reveals the toughness of a soldier.

The box was taken away by the staff and dragged away on the conveyor belt. Shanhua looked at the scene on the ground. Those reporters could not come up, and the armed forces blocked them around the protective bunker. Several military vehicles came and went.

The jeep was parked a little far from the launch base, and the red pine provided it with natural concealment. There were two people sitting in the car. Tang Ji lowered the window and put one hand on the steering wheel.

The driver was still tied up with a seat belt. On the way, Tang Ji saw that he was dishonest, so he raised his knee against his lower abdomen, tore off the belt of his coat, tied the driver's hands behind his back, and pointed to his nose to warn him not to move around. If he moves around, he will kill him. .

Tang Ji's warning certainly has a deterrent effect, after all, the eyebrowless wolf king is notoriously violent, and the driver also knows that there is a dagger hidden in his boot, as long as he pulls it out, he has to explain it here.The driver didn't speak a word along the way, and concentrated on watching the scenery outside the window as he sped away from him.

"Are you there?" the driver asked coldly, he sat motionless on the leather chair, he knew it was useless to struggle.

Tang Ji hummed, and looked at the towering launch tower in the distance through the car window. The light on the top of the tower was on, and the roar of the machine could be heard faintly.His fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly, as if waiting for something, without saying a word.

The driver turned his body, his belt hurt his wrist, he raised his eyes to look at Tang Ji's face, Tang Ji still had a dead face, looking at everyone as if he was looking at a corpse.Although the driver was very dissatisfied with his bad temper, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

"Brother Wolf." The driver said in a soft tone. Of course the man can bend and stretch, "You are here, can you let me go? It's not a good idea to keep me tied up like this."

Tang Ji turned to look at him, pursed his lips, did not reach out to untie his belt, but took out the unfinished bottle of vodka next to him, took a sip himself, and then stretched out the bottle in front of the driver.

The driver was rushed to the nose by the strong smell of alcohol. He was not used to drinking strong alcohol, because his friends always made jokes about it.One sip of this wine can break the throat. The driver was ignorant when he was young, and secretly drank his grandfather's liquor, which made tears and snot flow down his nose.

That's the problem with him. He cries a lot when he's drunk, but his father doesn't let him drink.

"What are you doing?" the driver asked with his mouth curled up, shrinking back.

"drink wine."

"I can't drink it. I drink gin."

Tang Ji looked at him for ten seconds, and he never let go of the hand holding the wine bottle.The driver was a little creeped by him, and just about to be subdued, Tang Ji suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, hooked his fingers lightly, and the driver's mouth opened uncontrollably.

There was a surprised whine in his throat, but he couldn't say a word, and then a trickle of liquid flowed down the esophagus, Tang Ji gulped him down, and then closed his mouth.

The driver choked and coughed, and the alcohol kicked back up, and he went on a rampage, wrinkling his eyes and nose.Tang Ji didn't drink him much, just a small glass of wine, and a strong smell of wine soon filled the carriage.

"Is there something wrong with you? Robber! Sadist! What the hell is not a thing!" The driver coughed and yelled, his eyes were red. This person must be scolded bloody!

Tang Ji was unmoved by his mouthful of swear words about Northeast China. He silently drank another sip of wine, then tightened the cap of the bottle and put it aside.Later, the driver choked incoherently, bowed his body and coughed continuously, and the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth flowed down his chin, which made Tang Ji's eyebrows twitch.

Suddenly a handkerchief was passed over his lips, and the driver bounced away reflexively, hitting the seat with a bang.Tang Ji was stunned. He probably didn't expect the driver's reaction to be so violent. The handkerchief in his hand was hanging in the air, and he was not advancing or retreating.

The driver leaned in the corner, holding back his voice and coughing softly. He stared at Tang Ji, his eyes filled with tears, which were all choked out.With his hands bound, the glistening wine at the corners of his mouth couldn't be wiped off, and his collar was soaked.

Seeing his tears streaming down unexpectedly, Tang Ji was so frightened that he was at a loss. The driver stomped his feet helplessly, tears fell down, and he bit his lip desperately to keep silent.

Panicked for some reason, Tang Ji quickly introspected, and found that his actions were too violent and wronged the little driver, but he only realized it now after he realized it.

The back of his head was aching again, Tang Ji quickly pulled the driver over, and untied the seat belt and the belt around his wrist.As soon as the belt was pulled off, it was found that the driver's thin wrist was covered with red marks, and the skin had been torn in some places.

The driver was finally free, held his hands in front of his eyes, rubbed the bright red marks repeatedly, and gasped in pain.Then his body was held down by a pair of hands, and Tang Ji leaned over and wiped away his tears and the liquid from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"What are you doing?! I don't need you to serve me, I can't afford to offend you!" The driver resisted fiercely, cursed loudly, raised his hand to grab the handkerchief, and angrily tried to shake Tang Ji's face.

The driver saw Tang Ji suddenly turn around and open the car door, and then closed the door heavily.The driver suddenly stopped insulting, he thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that a similar situation had happened to Tang Ji before.

Tang Ji leaned against the hot wheels, his woolen coat was buried in the snow, he held on to the hood, his head was in severe pain, the string of numbers on the back of his head flashed an abnormal red light, and his neck was terribly hot.

Grab a handful of snow and cover the naked/exposed neck, the cold instantly lowered the temperature, the red light dimmed a bit, Tang Ji let out a long sigh of relief, the hard muscles all over his body softened, and he felt a little dizzy.

A faint shadow came over him, and Tang Ji got up abruptly to pull out the dagger hidden in his boots, which was his perennial habit.The shadow trembled in fright at his action, and Tang Ji saw clearly that it was the little driver.

Tang Ji tapped the snow next to him with a dagger, leaned his head on the car body, twisted his neck and said nothing.The driver tiptoed, kicked away a pile of snow, and sat down far away from Tang Ji.

The driver observed Tang Ji for a long time, and Tang Ji always only gave him a sideways look, frowning, and applying dry snow to his neck from time to time, as if in pain.The disgust in the driver's eyes subsided, and gradually there was some curiosity and worry.

"What's wrong with you?" the driver asked.

Tang Ji snorted, turned his head to look at the driver who was sitting far away, closed his eyes and said, "My head hurts, come out and calm down."

"Do you do this often?"

Tang Ji was silent, and after a long time, he bent his leg and put his arm on it: "Where did you see that?"

The driver hugged his knees, wiped away the remaining tears at the end of his eyes, and said, "Didn't you do the same when you were resting by the river? I thought you were motion sick."

Tang Ji smiled lightly when he heard this, as if he heard something funny.The driver watched him smile, hung his head and said nothing, rubbed the snow in front of him with his toes, and crushed a dead leaf.He coughed once or twice from time to time, was poured with vodka, and his mind was dizzy.

"I poured you wine just now," Tang Ji said suddenly, "I'm sorry for being too violent. I want you to drink to warm up your body. It's too cold."

The driver looked up at him, with a fur hat on his head, and the tip of his nose was red with cold.The night in Siberia was so cold that drops of water turned into ice. He clutched his hands hard, and all the breath he exhaled turned into white mist.Strong wine was burning in his stomach, and the warmth spread to his limbs.

"Oh, even if you say that, I still can't just forgive you like that." The driver stood firm on his defense, and just forgave him like that?at a loss.

Tang Ji expected that the little driver would not forgive himself so easily, so he nodded and said, "I will treat you better in the future, as long as you don't hinder me."

"No more, I've sent you somewhere, I should go home."

Tang Ji swung the dagger in his hand, his expression was still cold, but he was less fierce. He waited for the pain to subside a little before turning his head to look into the driver's eyes: "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

The driver curled his lips, thinking that this is still checking the household registration?But he answered truthfully: "My name is Song Chen, and I just turned 19 today."

Tang Ji was surprised, it turned out that today was his birthday, so what he did to him before was really sad, Tang Ji was silent.After a while, he got up and took out two bottles of wine from the car, handed the gin to Song Chen, and sat down not far from him.

Song Chen held the wine bottle, and the gin was clear and sweet. Over there, Tang Ji raised the vodka in his hand to him, and said awkwardly in his usual indifferent tone: "Happy birthday."

"En." Song Chen accepted Tang Ji's blessing in a low voice. Tang Ji touched the back of his head, probably unable to think of anything to say, so he had to turn to drink.

Taking a sip of gin, Song Chen sniffed, the cold air made ice crystals all over his eyelashes.He hugged his knees and looked at the distant mountains, his ears were red, thinking that he was about to leave the man beside him, he was a little excited, but more, it was melancholy that came from nowhere.

"Dad, I'm back."

Lin Cheng returned home, opened the door and stood in the porch to change his shoes, looked up at the clock in the living room, it was past nine in the evening.A man in pajamas was sitting on the sofa watching the biggest news of the day. The large river-view balcony was filled with green radishes, and the windows were brightly lit.

Lin Yifeng heard Lin Cheng's voice, turned his head to greet him, Lin Cheng changed his shoes, and for the first time still held an empty wine bottle in his arms, with three or five plum blossoms in it.

"Where did the plum blossom branches come from?" Lin Yifeng walked over to help him insert the plum blossoms into an empty vase and put them on the display cabinet. The warm yellow light shone on it, and the plum blossoms were full of vitality.

Lin Cheng fiddled with the flower branches, poured himself a glass of warm water, and said, "When I went to Century Square, I passed by Jiangbin Park. I saw plum blossoms blooming beautifully, so I picked a few. They are beautiful, aren't they? Dad."

"I run outside every day, and I don't know how to buy some wine for my father." Lin Yifeng babbled, and pulled the slippers to the door to pick up the shoes that Lin Cheng had replaced, "Look at your shoes, why are they so dirty? , it’s full of mud and grass, take it and wash it off by yourself.”

Lin Cheng brought the shoes over, took out a bottle of vodka from his pocket, and stuffed it into his father's arms: "Remember, I brought this for you, drink less, you are not young anymore."

"You boy..."

Lin Cheng took the shoes to wash. Lin Yifeng gritted his teeth and unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle behind him, poured it into a glass and prepared to start tonight's one-person drinking game. Lin Cheng came out of it wiping his hands.

"Are you finished brushing?"

"No." Lin Cheng walked to the sofa and sat down, "I want to read the news, and I'll read it after I finish. Don't worry, Dad, I will."

Lin Yifeng sat down next to him holding a wine glass, Lin Cheng asked about his mother, Lin Yifeng said that your mother has class in the evening and will come back later.Lin Cheng nodded and watched TV with his knees propped up. His mother was a lecturer in the university and had to take night classes.

There was a shot in front of the launch tower on the TV, and the executives had to take a group photo before entering the cabin. These are elites, standing in a row facing the camera and saluting at attention. They are saluting their own country.The bright lights illuminate everyone's faces, the snow-capped mountains in the distance are silent for a long time, and the voice of people rises into the sky.

Lin Cheng saw Wei Shanhua at a glance, his mighty body stood out in the crowd, standing on both sides were Ji Yao and Fu Zhong, one was his chief and the other was his friend.In addition, there are several executives, but they are all overshadowed by these three people.

Wei Shanhua was interviewed by a reporter. With a helmet on his waist, he stood under the bright light, his whole body seemed to be glowing.Lin Cheng saw him talking to the camera with a smile on his face, and the giant eagle tree on his chest was particularly dazzling.

He was a little fascinated.

Lin Cheng admitted that he ran out to watch the news just to watch Wei Shanhua.They met twice, both times in the bathroom. Lin Cheng didn't know if Wei Shanhua still had an impression of him, but he never forgot him.

Lin Yifeng crossed his legs and kicked Lin Cheng with his toes, Lin Cheng trembled for a while, and quickly regained his senses: "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter? I'm fine and can't talk to you?" Lin Yifeng put down his wine glass, "What's the matter with your shoes being so dirty? Did you go to the fields? How can you walk around Century Square like this?"

"Are you still holding on to this matter? I will clean my shoes this time, so I don't bother you. I went to the park to pick plum blossoms, and that's it when I stepped on the soil."

Lin Yifeng looked at his son, said "Oh believe it or not", leaned back on the sofa, and watched the video on the TV in silence, Wei Shanhua had already left.Lin Cheng suddenly lost interest, the executive has already entered the cabin, and he will not be able to show his face next, so he will lose his sight.

He threw the peeled candy wrappers into the trash can, got up to brush his shoes, the door suddenly opened, and it turned out that his mother had come back.

At 09:25 at night, the launch pad entered a closed state, and all ground staff entered protective bunkers.The armed guards have already dispersed all the reporters out of the danger zone. The warning lights of the entire base are on, and the dazzling red light goes straight into the sky. A transparent energy shield rises from the reactor, enveloping the entire base. The pines fall into dreams layer by layer, and the four fields shine brightly.

Tang Ji stood up from the snow and looked at the launch tower in the distance. The coordinate instrument looked like a giant beast. At this time, the big dream was about to wake up.It made a dull roar, rumbling like thunder, the ground under its feet trembled, and the snow on the pine trees clattered on its shoulders.

"What is that? Is the coordinate instrument launched?" Song Chen was a little surprised. He ran over and stood beside Tang Ji, looking around on tiptoes. The staggered trees in front of him were a bit of an eyesore.

Tang Ji's expression was stern, and the corners of his mouth were taut and he didn't speak. Then he turned his head and ordered Song Chen to go back and sit in the car, and not to come out when he saw anything.Song Chen was blown a little bit by the strong wind. After closing the car door, he saw Tang Ji talking loudly to someone on the walkie-talkie, but he couldn't hear clearly.

"Chief, the journey is about to begin." Fu Zhong opened the dormant cabin, turned around and helped Ji Yao put the box into the cabinet.

"I'm still thinking about your chief at this time." Shanhua lay down in the cabin, and casually greeted, "The three soils are very well-proportioned, so you don't have to worry too much."

Fu Zhong pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word, he knew that the chief needs someone to take care of him.Shanhua said goodnight coolly, regardless of whether anyone paid attention to him, she hummed softly and closed the glass hatch.

"You don't need to help me, go lie down in the dormant cabin, the launch is about to start, remember to turn on the refrigeration system." Ji Yao softly instructed him, took off his coat, folded it and put it aside, and fixed it with a hook.

At 09:28 in the evening, an electronic male voice came from the dormant room: "Attention all personnel, the coordinate device is about to launch, please enter the dormant cabin and open the refrigeration system, you still have 2 minutes, please be sure to follow the rules. Repeat once again..."

季垚看看房间那台人机，红色的光点一闪一闪。干净的墙面上显示着孤单的时间，现在是2021年1月27日，21时28分16秒。

Fu Zhong watched Ji Yao close the cabin door, and then lay down in the last minute. The data was displayed on the glass in front of him. He turned on the refrigeration system, and the entire dormant cabin was quickly filled with gas, and he lost all senses in an instant. perception.

At 09:30 in the evening, Shi Potian heard a loud noise, the mechanical arm of the launch pad opened, and the wind and snow dust flew towards it.In the dust, dazzling blue gaseous flames gushed out, and the light swept across the land with a radius of several hundred kilometers, as if a star was rising and the moon was setting on the plain.

The ground trembled under his feet, the glacier slid down with a clatter, and the gust of wind caused by the eruption forced Tang Ji back into the carriage, and the jeep was daubed with a layer of dazzling blue light.

“北京时间2021年1月27日，21时30分，MH-RT-500式坐标仪在俄罗斯贝加尔湖基地发射，标志着人类历史上跨度最长、规模最大的勘探行动——‘回溯’计划拉开序幕。”

The [-]-mile sky shrouds the world, and the spider web occasionally bursts into white light. In such thick darkness, there is light like a river rushing, carrying the remoteness of the ancient times, the rise and fall of the middle ages, and the majesty of the ancient times. , towards the place where the dawn rises, the waves are surging.

At this moment, Bai Zhu stood in the withered garden and looked to the north, and a glowing white dot could be vaguely seen rising; Li Chongyan was sitting in front of the screen, flipping through an old diary in his hand, watching the live news in silence; After drinking a glass of red wine, he turned his head to watch the snow fall outside the window.

Lin Cheng put his shoes on the balcony with wet hands, leaned on the railing and looked up at the sky; Chen Wei dragged He Luan downstairs, wrapped in a big scarf and stood jumping in the snow, the advertising screens all over the city were broadcasting news, they watched Watching the coordinates rise higher and higher, they hugged each other, tears filled their eyes.

This is a day written into the history of mankind. Even if the face of the deceased is blurred after many years, this day will always be remembered forever.