Mountains and seas have a home

[Weibo@Qin Shiming. 】

The effect of the medicine passed, the room was dark, and the bed was a mess.

Tang Ji wiped Song Chen's body clean, lifted his limp body and sent him up, so that he could lie on the pillow.He let Song Chen sleep on the clean sheet on the other side, wrapped him in his windbreaker, and covered him with a thick quilt.

Sitting next to Song Chen and fiddling with the gun in his hand, he carefully wiped the handle of the gun with a towel. He kept repeating the wiping action, and the muzzle of the gun glowed coldly.Tang Ji's expression was always cold, and it was hard to see how much tenderness was in it.

The person under the quilt shivered uncontrollably, curled up desperately in his sleep, gritted his teeth and said he was cold, and kept shrinking into Tang Ji's windbreaker.

Tang Ji looked at him quietly for a while, then put down the gun expressionlessly, and placed the magazine and silencer side by side.He stroked Song Chen's hair, lifted the quilt and lay down, pressing his face against his hot chest.

They passed the night peacefully.

The next day Song Chen opened his eyes in a daze, and vaguely saw a figure by the window, who seemed to be putting something on the window frame.That figure was very familiar, Song Chen pressed his head and thought for a long time before he remembered that it was Tang Ji.

Song Chen jumped up suddenly, a sharp stabbing pain in the back of his waist almost made him faint, he clutched his waist and let out a muffled groan, looked down at his body, he knew the marks on his body were from a man.

"I'll kill you uncle!" There was a loud bang in his head, and Song Chen cursed on the spot, "You scum!"

He found that his voice was hoarse and his eyes were extremely dry. The figure by the window came towards him, stood by the bed and looked at him, with a gun on his waist.

"Your voice is hoarse, don't speak too loudly." Tang Ji's voice came faintly, like flowing water and moonlight downstairs, "This is my bed."

"What the fuck did you do to me?! Fuck! Perverted, sadistic, how could I meet you scum..." Song Chen poured out the ugly words in one breath, pulled the pillow and threw it Tang Ji hit his head, "I want to go home...I'm only 19 years old..."

Tired of scolding, he sat on the bed covering his face and muttered to himself, he didn't shed tears, he had already shed them last night.He wants to go home. There are high mountains and deep streams in his hometown, where there are new fermented grains for green ants and barking dogs.

Tang Ji suddenly reached out and hugged Song Chen into his arms. Song Chen didn't struggle, he had no strength left to struggle, he felt that he was tied by this man, all struggles were futile, he had nowhere to escape.

"Don't cry, it sounds annoying." Tang Ji pressed the back of Song Chen's head, "Put on your clothes, I'll buy you something to eat, go eat something first, and then I'll tell you what happened yesterday. "

"Who the hell wants to hear what you have to say."

Song Chen couldn't move his body, Tang Ji returned to his usual stern expression, put the clean clothes beside Song Chen, turned his back and turned away, Song Chen sneered at this, but Tang Ji didn't say anything.

There was a rustling sound from behind, and when the sound ended, Tang Ji turned around. Song Chen was sitting on the head of the bed wearing a shirt that was obviously a size too big, unable to move his legs.

The shirt belonged to Tang Ji himself, and Song Chen's clothes were hanging on the hanger, not yet dry.Tang Ji watched as he closed his eyes and brought the plate of food in front of him. Song Chen opened his eyes and glanced at him like he was dying.

Tang Ji briefly told him what happened last night. Song Chen had been eating, and Tang Ji poured water for him many times.After eating, Song Chen stopped eating, he probably didn't expect such a thing to happen to him.

"My name is Tang Ji." Sitting on the chair beside him, Tang Ji said, he picked up a pack of ice cubes and applied it to the back of his hot neck, "This is my real name."

"Well, should I die now that I know your name?" Song Chen continued to eat rusks with his head down, and just a glass of boiled water.

Tang Ji didn't understand what he meant.

Song Chen smiled lightly, and wiped the crumbs off his sleeves: "In martial arts novels, the masters hide their names, and everyone who knows his real name turns into a dead person. Dear Mr. Wolf, if this is my If you die, please make a report to the bureau and ask them to tell my parents that I miss them very much."

"I didn't want you to die." Tang Ji said quickly, he stood up and walked to the window, "You haven't sent me to Chita yet. Also, don't drink wine from strangers, it's dangerous. "

"As if drinking your wine isn't dangerous."

"At least I won't put drugs in my wine. If I want someone, I'll do it right away. Can I still use these means?"

Song Chen put down his water glass, raised his eyes to look at Tang Ji by the window, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Wolf, you are especially talkative today."

Tang Ji froze, his eyes drifted twice, and he said, "Is there any?"

Song Chen didn't speak, Tang Ji touched his chin, walked to the hanger, took off Song Chen's wet clothes, held them in his hands and went out: "Sit still, I'll dry your clothes for you."

"Hey, Tang Ji." Song Chen suddenly called his name, Tang Ji froze for a moment, and stopped in his tracks.

"Is something wrong?"

Song Chen said: "I'm sorry for what happened last night, but you have to apologize too. I'm sorry for what I just scolded you, but that doesn't mean I think your way of handling it is correct."

"Well, I will pay attention next time." Tang Ji lowered his head and pressed the doorknob, his voice was deep, "I made you cry yesterday, I'm sorry."

Song Chen exploded with a bang, looking at the red and swollen marks on his lower body, he was ashamed and angry.next time?There will be a fucking next time?Shit.

"By the way, what did the person who forced you to drink yesterday look like?" Tang Ji just stepped out of the threshold, and suddenly turned around to ask Song Chen on the bed. Song Chen hurriedly covered himself with the quilt, blushing.

After thinking for a while, Song Chen said, "One has an inch-shaped head and has a wing-like tattoo on the back of his neck; the other has red hair and freckles on his face, what is his name Ilich; the other has green eyes and has a broken finger. Just these three, the clothes are cropped."

"Oh." Tang Ji responded coldly, put on a windbreaker and went out. He deliberately covered the gun on his waist, touched the sleeve, and the syringe was still inside.This time, he brought his own black box.

Throwing the wet clothes into the trash can, Tang Ji tied up his windbreaker waist and walked through the corridor. People passing by could feel a cold breath from him, like a lone wolf.Tang Ji glanced at the pressure sensor installed in the corner, everything was fine.

"When pear blossoms are blooming all over the sky, soft veils are floating on the river, and Katyusha is standing on the steep bank..." It is said that the young man in a hoodie with a short hair is humming and walking to the toilet, with his belt buckled , ready to go in and do something good, which is incompatible with "Katyusha".

Before he could finish humming, someone suddenly grabbed his hat from behind, and then his eyes went dark. The man twisted his hat to cover his head like a leopard, punched a fist on his stomach, and dragged him inside. in the bathroom.

Conveniently hang a sign with the words "Internal Maintenance" on the door, and leave the box outside the door.

Cun Tou strangled his neck and struggled desperately, the thick hat almost suffocated him at this time, he let out a whining roar, and raised his leg to kick Tang Ji.Tang Ji closed the door of the toilet, pressed him on the toilet lid, pulled out a gun from under the windbreaker and threw it at the young man's mouth.

The smash didn't knock out his teeth, but it made him howl in pain. Tang Ji grabbed the hat tightly, poured wine on the short head, and broke his ankle with one foot.

Tang Ji suffocated Bunny with wine and a hat, and when he let go of Bunny's clothes, the man was already slumped on the toilet like a snakeskin bag, motionless.Tang Ji lifted the gun and pulled down the hat that covered Cun's head. Seeing his bruised face and white eyes, he was drinking heavily.

Sure enough, there is a wing-like tattoo on the back of the neck.

After losing the wine bottle, Tang Ji packed his clothes and went out. The sign on the door flickered, but he didn't take it off. He picked up the box and left this floor.

Soon, Tang Ji found Ilich in the bar, injected an excessive amount of muscle relaxants into his legs, and then poured him a mix of hallucinogenic/magic/dose of tequila, without lemon and salt disinfection, which were enough to make him feel sick. He was vomiting and diarrhea and had no way to go to the bathroom.

Song Chen went to the bathroom to take a shower, grabbed a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on. The coat was a bit too loose.He just opened the door to go out, but saw Tang Ji standing outside, Tang Ji didn't have time to put his hand on the doorknob.

"Did the clothes dry?" Song Chen asked, looking Tang Ji up and down, "What happened to your face?"

"Well, I'll give you the clothes." Tang Ji handed the folded clothes to Song Chen, and walked sideways into the room with the suitcase. Song Chen smelled alcohol on his body.

He flipped through a stack of dry clothes in his hands, and closed the door with a frown: "Is this new clothes? Where is my suit from yesterday?"

"Throw it away." Tang Ji took off his windbreaker and threw it aside, revealing his usual shirt and vest, and repacked a few syringes.

"Why do you want to throw it away for me? I just bought it not long ago, let it dry and continue to wear it!"

Tang Ji looked at Song Chen with a water glass in his hand, and said flatly, "It's so dirty, of course I'll throw it away. I bought you a new set, try to see if it's enough to wear."

He drank the water in one gulp, and stopped looking at Song Chen.Song Chen stared blankly at the clothes in his hand for a while, probably he didn't expect Tang Ji to buy clothes for him.Going into the bathroom and changing it, it is surprisingly appropriate, as if it was tailor-made.

Tang Ji stood at the door of the bathroom.

"What are you doing here? Damn I'm very sober today! Don't think I'll forgive you if you bought me a suit of clothes!" Song Chen pointed at Tang Ji's nose and scolded. He was fearless now, probably anyway It is death, and before you die, let your breath out.

Tang Ji looked at him and nodded without any pain: "This suits you well."

Song Chen looked down, he had the same shirt and vest as Tang Ji, and even the shoes were the same style.Tang Ji raised his hand, and there was an extra tie in his hand: "Put on the tie, be more formal."

"Are you rushing to get married?"

"Go buy a windbreaker later, and you will wear it like this from now on." Tang Ji said, "Be my apprentice."

"Fuck you."

Song Chen snatched the tie and put it on, and asked Tang Ji while straightening the neckline: "Why is your face so stained? What's the matter with such a strong smell of alcohol? Did you get scratched by some alcoholic?"

"It's none of your business." Tang Ji squeezed beside him to wash his face with water, and Song Chen gave way.Tang Ji propped himself up after washing his face, when a band-aid was suddenly handed over to him.

"Paste it yourself, don't expect me to help." Song Chen shook his hands and left, "I'm out, goodbye."

Tang Ji looked at the Band-Aid in his hand and remained silent. He touched the scratches on his face in the mirror, and gestured with the Band-Aid twice. He felt that it was detrimental to his appearance, so he put it in his pocket without using it.

Song Chen left Tang Ji's room with a sore back.I met two people on the road, one seemed to be unable to walk, and was hanging on the other.Song Chen was startled, this is the green eye with the broken finger, who was very arrogant at the party yesterday.

The green eyes clearly recognized Song Chen, but hurriedly looked away.Song Chen stood aside and watched him being dragged over, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and one of his legs was already crippled, as if he had been used as a human target in the boxing ring.

Song Chen suddenly remembered something, he went back and knocked on Tang Ji's door.

"What's the matter? Little thing."

"Are you going to beat someone up?"

Tang Ji didn't speak, turned around and entered the door, left Song Chen outside, went to the table to dip alcohol on his fists.The protruding fist bones were red, and the skin was broken in some places, and he had to be disinfected.

Lin Cheng arrived at the Lake Baikal base, the plane landed at the underground airport, and the reception staff had been waiting for a long time.The boss laughed and patted Lin Cheng on the shoulder, stood beside the plane with his flight suit in his pocket and watched him leave. He took off again and headed south when Lin Cheng was no longer in sight.

Constantine quickly received Lin Cheng and the doctor Zhu Min.Zhu Min greeted Lin Cheng and got acquainted for a while, and the only topic they had in common was Ji Yao.Constantine issued the document, telling them that they could cross in the tour cabin early tomorrow morning.

"Why were you called away early?" Outside, Zhu Min bought a cup of coffee for his travel companion and asked casually.

Lin Cheng politely thanked Zhu Min for the coffee, leaned on the railing and said, "They need a profiling expert, so they asked me to go."

"So you are an expert in profiling," Zhu Min gave Lin Cheng a surprised look, "You are very good."

"It's also my first time doing this job. Although I'm not familiar with it, I'm happy to do it."

"Oh, don't you know Ji Santu's temper? If you don't do well, it will be difficult for him!"

"Three soils?"

Zhu Min smiled embarrassedly: "It's Ji Yao, your chief, everyone we know calls him Santu. But speaking of it, you are really confident."

"I didn't recommend it myself. Chief Ji asked me to go by name. I had to go, and... I really want to go."

"Huh? Why do you really want to go? Do you have any friends over there?" Zhu Min shook his head and hummed a song softly, "That place is not as peaceful as here, it might be fatal."

The dull Lin Cheng smiled, took a sip of coffee and said, "Not really a friend, but I really want to see him. What about you, doctor? Why are you going?"

"Me," Zhu Min said, "Santu asked me to go, so I went. I guess he asked me to be his personal doctor, and he asked a lot."

Both laughed, looking at the clock on the wall, calculating how long it was until tomorrow.