Mountains and seas have a home

"Is it because of the strong light?"

Ji Yao nodded: "Our eyes have adapted to the darkness, and if we are suddenly exposed to strong light, our eyes will be blinded."

Fu Xinxin understood. He often listened to his parents and elders talking about the days before. At that time, he went to the countryside to be an educated youth, and every day he wore stars and moons to wait for the dawn. There is fog moving.

Ji Yao clasped his fingers, and he talked about his childhood experience with deep nostalgia. At that time, his father was still alive, and he told him about his hunting experience while cleaning the hunting/gun.

"My father is very strange, but I can't tell what is strange about him. He seems to always like to go into the old woods, but it's not exactly hunting, because sometimes he goes out in the early morning and comes back at midnight the next day. But there is not a single prey." Ji Yao said, he talked about his father with a calm mood, "and he always goes to some dangerous places that no one will go, such as the magnetic field disorder area in Chita, or the black field in Sichuan. Bamboo ditch."

"Maybe your father is willing to take risks? After all, the real prey can only be found in inaccessible places." Fu Zhong raised his hand and made a few gestures, Ji Yao tilted his head thinking, and his eyebrows drooped.

"I thought so too at first, but those places are not only dangerous but also evil, and involve a lot of things that science can't explain. I really can't believe my eyes, but those really exist." Ji Yao lifted himself up With a slight sigh at the end, "I used to be a loyal Hegelian materialist, but after experiencing many things, I have doubts about this world."

Fu Zhong held the back of Ji Yao's hand and stroked the raised lines on the back of his hand. Ji Yao's hands were long and beautiful.Fu Zhong covered it with his fingers, and was a little lost in thought. In a trance, the ring fingers of both of them were wearing rings, shining brightly.

Suddenly returning to his senses, Fu Zhong's ears turned red, and the whole portrait exploded into fireworks.He quietly raised his hand to cover his mouth, thinking in his heart, want to be crazy, want to be crazy, thinking about these far-fetched things all day long.

"What's wrong with you? Why are your ears so red? Is it lack of oxygen?" Ji Yao sensed a little emotion in Fu Zhong, and raised his hand to touch his face, but Fu Zhong avoided nervously.

He waved his hands, but he didn't know where to put his eyes. Finally, he looked at the space outside and said, "No, I just thought of something, which makes people feel embarrassed. Chief, I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Ji Yao saw that he was lying, but he didn't point it out. He knew Fu Zhong's twists and turns when he thought about it for a while. After all, he knew his boyfriend very well.

"If you really have a problem, just say it, don't hold on." Ji Yao rubbed the back of his head, turned around and continued to talk about his own affairs, "I also found that my father had close contacts with some intelligence and espionage organizations, such as the KGB of the Soviet Union, The CIA in the United States, and even our country’s folk tomb robbers and archaeological organizations can be involved. When I was ten years old, a busker who walked the streets came to my family and gave a bone to my father.”

"These intelligence organizations often hold first-hand information, some of which cannot even be made public. Is your father looking for something and thus relying on the power of these organizations?"

"If this is the case, then what he is looking for must be astonishing to the world. I don't know if he found it, because he is no longer here."

Ji Yao's voice became hoarse afterward, and her fingers clenched involuntarily.Knowing that he was suffering, Fu Zhong reached out to wrap his arms around Ji Yao's shoulders. Under the thin layer of clothes, Ji Yao's muscles stretched into iron wires.

The two of them were silent for a while, Fu Zhong looked at him quietly, occasionally glanced out of the window, the glowing white spots were those eternal stars.The coordinate instrument is still flying around the earth, and it is about to arrive at the space station, and there is no sound in the ears.

After Ji Yao relaxed a little, Fu Zhong raised the topic: "You said that a busker gave your father a bone. Is there anything special about that bone?"

"The texture of that bone is different from other ones, like white jade, and the shape is a bit like a leg bone of a cow or sheep that has been cut off." Ji Yao recalled carefully, "My father valued that bone very much, and put it in a sandalwood In the box, no one can touch it. But I never saw the box again, and I don’t know where my father put it.”

"Maybe it's just an ordinary decoration? The buskers in the rivers and lakes like to sell some objects that exorcise evil spirits and avoid disasters, but no one has investigated the authenticity."

"No, I can tell from my father's behavior that the thing is definitely not simple. He has seen strange things in the world, but he regards that bone as a treasure. There is no problem."

The topic gets more and more serious, there are always some things hiding in the dark, the mountains are separated by fog, and the flowers are under the moon.Fu Xinxin gathered vague doubts and worries, and the face of Ji Yao's father appeared in his mind. He imagined the appearance of this man and guessed what kind of family he would come from.Ji Yao has been troubled by this matter for ten years, and the intricate information is intertwined and becomes a mess of twine.

After chatting on the platform for a while, the coordinate instrument sent a reminder that we are about to arrive at the space station, please prepare in advance.Ji Yao looked back at the distant earth, and the whole earth was in darkness.

When Father Chen woke up the next day, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast. This is a custom in Chen Wei's family. Father Chen has been cooking breakfast for more than 20 years since he got married, rain or shine.

The heavy snow was still falling in the morning, Father Chen opened the curtains of the balcony, and the deserted street was completely covered.He sighed softly that there has been too much snow this year, more than any previous year, if this continues, the airport will be closed.

I looked at the clock on the showcase, it was getting late, the weather was cold, and the fried egg covered with noodles had already cooled down by half.Thinking that there was still a guest at home, Chen's father decided to knock on Chen Wei's door. It was outrageous to stay in bed at such a young age.

The door of Chen Wei's room was quiet, and no one inside answered. Just as he was about to open the door and go in to wake his son up, the door of the next room opened.The tall and thin He Luan came out from inside, his clothes hadn't been changed yet, and he was tightening his belt.

"Chen Wei is not in the room." He Luan whispered, afraid of breaking the tranquility of the morning, "He was too cold last night, so he came to sleep with me in the room. He is very tired every day in the time bureau, so let him sleep for a while Bar."

Father Chen agreed with a smile, and He Luan opened the door sideways. Father Chen stood outside the door and looked in. The room was dark, and there was a person lying on the wide bed, tightly wrapped by the quilt, only a fluffy man was exposed. head.

Since the guests said so, Chen's father nodded as a tacit consent. He greeted He Luan and told him that breakfast was on the table, so don't be polite.

He Luan thanked Father Chen for going back to the house, closed the door softly, lifted the quilt and lay down on it, Chen Wei covered the quilt very warmly, like being next to a stove.He smelled the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which seemed to come from Chen Wei's body, and it was very seductive.

He lowered his body and sniffed Chen Wei's neck. The smell of his skin and the scent left after taking a bath last night made him lose his mind for a few seconds.Plum Blossom has a nickname called Yu Nu, He Luan thought to himself, this nickname is also suitable for Chen Wei.

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"Your dad saw you in bed with me." He Luan said.

Chen Wei suddenly became sober: "What? When did he see it?"

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"You two...why don't you talk?" Mother Chen asked hesitantly at the dinner table.The two young people in front of them were sitting side by side, but their heads were buried in their meals, especially Chen Wei, who wanted to lower his head under the table.

He Luan bit his chopsticks and glanced at Chen Wei beside him. Chen Wei was holding a squib and couldn't utter a word.He picked up a piece of ribs for Chen Wei and said, "I was too tired last night, so I didn't have much energy, just take a rest. Weiwei, eat more, we will go to Tibet after a while, and we will leave when we are healthy." Gotta move."

Chen's mother said that He Luan was sensible, and the look in his eyes became more and more joyful.The tips of Chen Wei's ears turned even redder, and he ate the pork ribs in the bowl twice, eating them with a muffled sound.

After the launch of the coordinator, the staff at the Lake Baikal base experienced sleepless nights. Everyone seemed to be brought into a high-speed machine. In such a vortex of tension, probably only doctor Zhu Min had the most leisure.

Zhu Min was still wearing the plaid coat he had when he came here, and the horn buttons were waxed. He was coming out of the office of the medical department, ready to buy a cup of kvass.When passing by the display screen, he looked up at the flight status of the coordinate instrument, which carried many of his old friends.

To celebrate the successful launch, today's kvass was discounted, Zhu Min was very happy, and he bought a bouquet of flowers with the remaining money.On the way back holding the flowers, he bumped into a man, and the flower fell to the ground and a petal fell, Zhu Min was very sorry.

The man in the black woolen coat squatted down to pick up the flowers, and when he handed them back to Zhu Min, he glanced at them inadvertently, then turned around and left quickly.

Zhu Min drank kvass and suddenly felt something was wrong. He clearly saw the tall man's face just now, why can't he remember what that man looked like now?

He has a very familiar feeling, but he can't remember where he saw him, just like the fog in his hometown, the scene behind the fog is obviously familiar, but he just can't remember.

Looking back, I was looking for the figure of the man, but all I could see was the signboard and the clear water dishes placed at the entrance of the flower shop, and the prairie gentian was bundled into a bunch and inserted into the pottery vat. The man just now had disappeared long ago.

The door of Constantine's office opened, and he hurriedly turned his head from the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked over to shake the man's hand: "Mr. Tang, long time no see."

Tang Ji took off his gloves, patted off a few grass clippings on the gloves, and shook hands with Constantine in return.Constantine called the secretary and was about to give instructions, Tang Ji put the black leather case in his hand on the round table and said, "Don't bother your secretary, since I entered the room, this place has been isolated from the world."

Constantine froze for a moment, looked at the black suitcase next to Tang Ji, and said nothing.He waved the secretary away, watched the office door close, the snowy light from the floor-to-ceiling windows shone in, and the oil paintings of Napoleon and Empress Josephine were revealed in the soft light.

"The place we arranged for you is in Chita, not far from here." Constantine spread out the map on the desktop, "There is an area with magnetic field disturbance, which is the most suitable place."

Tang Ji propped himself up on the table, with a cold and hard expression showing no emotion. His fingers drew a line between Lake Baikal and Chita City, estimating the distance.After a while, he straightened up and put his hands together and said, "I'll go on my own, without worrying about it."

"Mr. Tang, you need protection now. You can't use the normal way." Constantine reminded him as he sat at his desk and looked up at Tang Ji.

Tang Ji put on the gloves and said coldly, "I have my own way."

Constantine knew Tang Ji's temperament, and he also knew that if this man said he had a way, he must have a way. Although Constantine was in a high position, he had a correct attitude towards this fugitive.

"Mr. Tang, I helped you escape from prison, and I also hope that you can successfully complete the mission." Constantine turned the chair and looked at the cascading mountains outside the window, "We lost a lot of things because of the failure of the mission last time, and I don't want to repeat the same mistakes. "

Tang Ji remained silent. Constantine took out a box from the locked cabinet, opened the lock and turned it in front of Tang Ji. There were neatly stacked bullets inside, with carved warheads and infused with red crystals—this is the box for the quarter from the Gnard Military Factory. The bullet produced by Yao.

Engraved on the side of the box is the English bronzing representation of the Gnard Military Factory, which is particularly dazzling under the lamp.Constantine opened the second compartment, and there were black guns/guns shining coldly inside, but these were not important. The first thing Tang Ji saw was the pattern on the back of the compartment.

Black and white wings.

Tang Ji pursed his lips and did not speak. His eyes were always cold, rough and powerful, just like the flying snow outside the window and the violent sand thundering past in the desert.Constantine seemed very satisfied with his expression. He raised the corner of his mouth and pressed down on the lid of the box. The cipher gears whirled and finally stopped at a string of numbers.

85-1216-0932-QA-0001.

"Now, it belongs to you." Constantine made a gesture, "Your officer asked me to pass this on to you, he always has high hopes for you. If you need it in the future, we will provide it at any time, please know."

Tang Ji's fingers hidden under the glove tightened, and after a while, he said two words without any ups and downs: "Thank you."

Constantine knocked on the table to watch Tang Ji leave the office with a suitcase, his back was strong and brave, and there was a trace of anger.The oil paintings on the walls of the office are shining brightly, and the roar of the north wind whistling around the mountains can be heard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The peaceful snowfield last night seems to have been a lifetime ago.

"Mr. Constantine." Tang Jilin suddenly turned his head before going out, "I need to rest here for a few days before going to Chita, please arrange two rooms for me."

Constantine didn't quite understand the meaning of the two rooms, but he didn't ask any further questions, and nodded in agreement with a smile, then watched Tang Ji's clothes disappear by the door.

"Molos, transfer to China's Beijing Time Bureau and tell Tang Lin that I have seen people and things have been transferred. The next road, he will go on by himself. Some things are destined to disappear. After so many years, It’s still us who are revolving around time.”

Song Chen stomped in the snow with his shoulders in his arms. The jeep was parked under the red pine tree. For some reason, a squirrel with a squirrel did not stay in the nest, but lay on the branch to look at Song Chen below.Another person came suddenly not far away, and the squirrel turned around and disappeared into the woods.

Tang Ji came from the snow with a suitcase in his hand. The strong wind made his clothes rattle, and the snowflakes quickly covered his body.Song Chen saw Tang Ji approaching from a distance, opened the car door and jumped in, breathing on Donghong's hands.

"What's that?" Song Chen watched as Tang Ji stuffed another black box under the back seat.

"Deadly stuff."

Tang Ji answered briefly, he patted off the snow foam on his body, and got into the car, Song Chen was shivering from the freezing cold that hit his face.Tang Ji glanced at him, took off the scarf around his neck and threw it over: "What kind of north wind did you just stay outside?"

"Fart, I've been in the car all the time." Song Chen wrapped his face in a scarf, it was warm, and then he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

Tang Ji saw that he wasn't telling the truth, so he didn't bother to ask more questions. He looked at the windshield in front and said, "Stay here for a few days, and we will go to Chita in a week."

"Us?" Song Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Ah."

"The higher-ups only asked me to send you here and that's it. I'm going back to China soon. Why should I go to Chita with you?" Song Chen's voice was distorted.He turned up the volume unconsciously, and the large scarf slid off his head.

Tang Ji looked at him without saying a word, just stared at him, his eyes made people shudder.Song Chen was a little scared, and suddenly remembered that there was "something terrible" in the back seat, and this fear deepened.

"Use my mobile phone to make a call home." Tang Ji handed him a mobile phone, "I can't go to Chita through the normal way now, and I need your help. From today on, you will be my personal driver. "