limited ambiguous

Hearing this sentence, Vincent tried very hard to understand.

Chief of the White Tower? Y?Four years ago, he was airborne on the black list and firmly occupied the number one Y?Y who designed the starship central control system for them?

But isn't the person in front of them the employer of their command, a second-year student at Turan College?

Vincent was a little dizzy.

And the rumored Y, in his 40s, is unknown whether he is a man or a woman, but he is a taciturn middle-aged man with wisdom in his eyes and a crease between his brows!

How big is the prayer?I've only grown up soon, how can I be middle-aged!

Another calculation, the central control system of the starship was completed by Qiyan... at the age of 16?

Vincent turned to Erich, who didn't know anything, and wanted to pull people and immediately pour out everything he knew!It's a pity that the occasion was not right, so he had no choice but to hold back, not daring to utter a single word, enduring it extremely hard.

Erich didn't notice Vincent's glances, and was only surprised by Y's appearance and age.He also found that Lu Fenghan stood where he was, and did not pass his hand up.

Very strange.

The military and the White Tower have always maintained a good cooperative relationship. In the interstellar era, wars are no longer simply filled with human lives, but more of a competition at the tactical and technological levels.

For example, decades ago, based on the White Tower's innovation in space communication technology, the rebel army was suppressed and beaten by the expeditionary army several times due to strong interference in the communication system for a full ten years.

Therefore, the military has always held a respectful attitude towards the White Tower, especially the expeditionary troops standing on the front line have a deeper understanding-the things sent by the White Tower are often things that can save thousands of lives.They have always been cautious.

But now, Lu Fenghan completely ignored Y's extended hand.

Just when Erich wanted to secretly remind, Lu Fenghan finally moved.He raised his hand to hold Qi Yan's hand, with little strength, but he didn't let go quickly.

Pricked by the cold temperature of his fingertips, Lu Fenghan asked in a low voice, "Why is it so cold?"

As he said that, he let go of his hand, and took a half step forward. At the same time, he unfolded the military jacket held in his left hand, and carefully draped it over Qiyan.

During the movements, it was as if he was embracing Qiyan in his arms.

Obviously, he should feel uncomfortable at such a short distance suddenly, but his body seemed to be completely used to it, standing there without moving a muscle, without any resistance.

With a slight weight on his shoulders, Qi Yan subconsciously grabbed one side of the collar, looked at Lu Fenghan, and realized that he was surrounded by the other party's strong breath in an instant.

The discomfort caused by the interstellar transition was strangely relieved at this moment.

His hands were still itchy, and the palm that Lu Fenghan had just held was hot and rough, and seemed to be covered with fine wounds, hard scabs, and thin calluses.

Qi Yan was inexplicably concerned.

Lu Fenghan stood up again, did not return to his original position, but asked Qiyan from a very close distance: "What did you bring here?"

Putting on Lu Fenghan's coat, Qi Yan said: "I brought the source structure of the new detection system, named 'Catching the Wind', but before using it in actual combat, it needs to be connected with the starship's central control system for testing and adjustment. "

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows: "Catch the wind? Who named it?"

Qi Yan replied: "Choose from the list of unused names."

"The former 'Bai Falcon', 'Twilight', 'Sundial', all?"

Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."

"Well," Lu Fenghan asked, "According to your habits, what name would you choose?"

These questions are irrelevant, but Qiyan instinctively answered Lu Fenghan's questions carefully one by one: "CE0701 new detection system."

The corners of Lu Fenghan's lips hooked slightly, and he finally caught a sense of familiarity from under the ice.

Looking at Qi Yanqing's thin appearance, he thought to himself, he really didn't eat well, and asked, "Start the test now?"

Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."

Lu Fenghan didn't say much, and called "Pojun": "Take Qiyan to the equipment room of the central control system."

"Okay." Po Jun's voice appeared on the radio, saying hello, "It's a pleasure to meet you, my designer."

Vincent next to him gasped again.

Erich didn't hide his surprise.

Qi Yan was neither surprised nor excited by Po Jun who suddenly spoke, but only ordered: "Let's go."

After walking a few steps, he stopped again, turned around, looked at Lu Fenghan's hand, and said hesitantly, "Your hand—"

Lu Fenghan: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan lowered his eyes: "Nothing."

After finishing speaking, he left the bridge along the guidepost displayed by Po Jun at his feet.

When there were only three people left on the bridge, Erich said: "Commander, you and Y—"

His voice was interrupted by Vincent: "Commander, what happened to you and Qiyan? Aren't you guys all right in Leto? How does he feel..." Vincent thought of a word to describe, "It feels like nothing popularity?"

After finishing speaking, he quietly winked at Erich, indicating that I will explain to you later.

The relaxed expression on Lu Fenghan's face was completely restrained. He looked at the direction where Qi Yan left, with deep eyes and obvious restlessness in his eyes.

"Very free? Erich, make another defense list for me and submit it before dinner. Vincent, go and see if Wise has spoken."

Seeing that Lu Fenghan's eyes were extremely cold, and his whole body was covered with a vicious aura of "keep close to the living", Vincent and Erich heeled together, and replied sharply: "Yes!"

Lu Fenghan returned to the command room.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, bit it between his teeth, and didn't light it. Then he remembered that in Leto's coffee shop, Qi Yan snatched his cigarette out of curiosity to taste it, but he also disliked the taste.

The pain that was pressing on his heart didn't spread densely until now, the pain made Lu Fenghan tighten his breathing, and the veins in his hands propped on the table were exposed.

After several minutes, he finally recovered, leaned against the wall, and asked Po Jun, "What are you doing now?"

Po Jun: "In the equipment room, entering the database of the central control system."

Lu Fenghan was trapped in the shadows, and after a few breaths, he asked, "Did you say anything else?"

His voice was hoarse, with vague anticipation and indistinct fear.

Po Jun: "Yes, let me remind him to rest after six hours, and I also asked about the injury on your palm."

"Injury?" Lu Fenghan was slightly stunned, and looked down at the open palm, only to find that there were many small wounds on it, all of which were left by him during the half year in Chen Xixing, some old and some new.I didn't feel any pain at the time, and even more so after the scabs and calluses formed.

Only that little squeamishness would feel that it was an injury.

That's why he took this little injury...to heart.

Feeling a little sore and swollen in his heart, Lu Fenghan didn't know why, the corners of his eyes were slightly astringent.

He closed his eyes, imagining the appearance when Qi Yan approached just now.

Even thinner, the silk shirt is empty, and I don't know how long it has been since I haven't eaten properly.The wrist was already thin, but now it was so thin that it would break if folded.

When putting clothes on him, she was as obedient as before, and she would show him a kind of trusting meekness.

But how did Qi Yan spend the past six months?

How did you live your life like this ice sculpture and snow building?

Standing in front of him and calling him "general" indifferently?

Pressing his back against the cold metal wall, the cold soaked into the cracks in his bones. After a long time, Lu Fenghan asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I pick up Elisa from the White Tower?"

He has only heard two names from Qiyan, one is Elisa and the other is August. These two people should be very close to Qiyan.

Po Jun quickly replied: "Yes."

Lu Fenghan said "hmm": "Connect to the communication."

After a few seconds, the communication connection was successful. Because of the long distance, there were a few inconspicuous signal noises.

Lu Fenghan spoke first: "Hi, I'm Lu Fenghan, sorry for the sudden interruption."

Elisa was not surprised, and said in a gentle tone: "I guess you will contact me soon, you saw Qiyan, right?"

"Yes, I've lost weight again." Lu Fenghan felt a sense of depression in his heart, thinking that this is the elder of Qiyan, he tried his best to speak softly, "I want to know what's wrong with Qiyan."

"How much do you know about the confusion of prayer memory?"

Lu Fenghan frowned slightly: "He often misremembers what happened, and is very confused."

"What about his mother, Lin Zhi?"

Lu Fenghan didn't know why the other party connected these two questions together, which made him seem to be hanging in the sky, unable to step on the ground at all.

"I know about it, he told me about it."

A few seconds later, Eliza's voice sounded again: "When Qiyan was 11 years old, his mother Lin Zhi quietly left the White Tower, returned to the house where she lived with her parents when she was a child, and ended her life there. In our Without knowing it, Qi Yan stayed by Lin Zhi's side alone for a long time, and no one knew what his mood and thoughts were at that time, until he took the initiative to contact the outside world and was taken back to the White Tower."

Hearing this narration, Lu Fenghan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and after thinking about it again, this sense of familiarity dissipated like smoke, and he couldn't catch it.

Elisa: "You know, praying has a good memory."

"Yes," Lu Fenghan answered, "Once he has seen it, he will never forget it."

That's why when he ejected the escape pod, he asked Qi Yan to forget this memory if possible.

He didn't want that scene to become a new nightmare for Qi Yan.

"Yes, he won't forget. So after he returned to the White Tower, we were all worried. But soon we discovered that things were more serious than we thought, and the memory of Qiyan appeared abnormal."

Eliza took a long breath, recalling that time.

"In his memory, Lin Zhi did not die. Praying will tell us that his mother said good morning to him in the laboratory, in the garden, in a meeting, or five minutes ago. He can describe Lin Zhi in detail. Zhi Zhi's clothes and expression at that time. In his eyes, Lin Zhi has always been in the White Tower and never left."

Without giving Lu Fenghan any time to buffer, Elisa gave a conclusion: "This is because, based on the extremely excellent memory, Qiyan deconstructed and reorganized the fragments of memory about his mother in his mind to form a new memory, and then used the new False memories, instead of real ones."

Some kind of conjecture flashed across my heart, and blood was seen immediately.

In the past ten years, no matter what situation Lu Fenghan faced, he never felt afraid.But at this moment, he dare not face this conjecture directly.

His voice was like hanging a huge boulder, and he wanted to ask "then", but he couldn't pronounce the words at all.

"We soon discovered that Qiyan was confusing the reality, and there were signs of indulging in it. During that time, he was like a puppet, standing still in one place, but he kept making up memories in his mind. He used a lot He finally woke up. But we still can’t do anything to confuse the reality, and even the medicine he has been taking has only a supporting effect.”

Eliza went on to say, "Later, last year, because prayers confused the reality more and more seriously, I suggested that he be sent to Leto, on the one hand to protect him, and on the other hand, to hope to change the situation. Going to a strange environment and getting to know different people may be able to ease his situation."

Lu Fenghan closed his eyes.

Like a sharp knife hanging high above his head, it is about to fall straight down, piercing his chest and back.

Finally, I heard Elisa say the sentence: "After you died, Qi Yan was taken back to the White Tower, but he made up memories. He said that you were always by his side and never left, and would remind him to wear slippers and eat.

Even in order to strengthen the authenticity of the false memory, he would draw the bleeding on his arm every day, and then wrap it with a bandage and tie a bow.Tell us again, it was Lu Fenghan who saw that he was injured, so he applied healing gel and wrapped a bandage on him, and he will recover soon. "

Every word, like a sharp spike, pierced into Lu Fenghan's flesh and blood.

Lu Fenghan didn't even dare to breathe hard, because he was afraid that it would hurt his internal organs.

His petiteness.

Even if her ears were pricked by a grass tip, she would frown in pain.

In a daze, a crack was opened in the chest, and the pain like a torn flesh spread across the whole body like a spider web.

"Later, Qiyan admitted that you were dead, but his reason and emotion were at odds. He fell into complete chaos. He couldn't sleep or eat for a long time. He could only barely survive in the treatment cabin. It will collapse in a second. August and I have no choice but to give him drugs."

"What medicine?" After Lu Fenghan finished speaking, he realized that there was already a dull pain in his throat.

Eliza's voice was a little softer: "A medicine that eliminates emotions. After it works, he will no longer feel pain and sadness, but he will not feel happiness, satisfaction and... love."

Lu Fenghan thought of Qiyan's hand reaching out.

Soaking cold like holding snow.

"The idea of ​​August and I is to use drugs to maintain 'absolute sanity' for a period of time, and then gradually reduce the medicine, try to keep Qi Yan's sanity to the maximum extent, so that Qi Yan will not be affected by negative emotions once. Defeat." Eliza's words revealed guilt, "But even with such...a cruel method, the risk is still extremely high, and I'm still only 20.00% sure that I can keep the prayer in this world."

What kind of hopeless situation was Qi Yan at that time, so that Elisa had no choice but to use such drugs to seize the faint hope?

His prayers...

At this moment, Lu Fenghan's self-loathing emotion reached its peak.

Burning pain surged like annihilation, and the passing light of the frigate outside the porthole reflected on his facial features, showing the pain of suffocation.

In the extreme silence beside his ears, Lu Fenghan heard his own voice: "What can I do?"

In the equipment room, Qi Yan was concentrating on chatting with Po Jun while connecting the new detection system to the central control.

Because on the barren star, Lu Fenghan once expressed the hope that there would be more talk about Pojun, so that's how Qiyan was set up.

Now Qi Yan discovered that Po Jun was indeed a chatterbox if there were no restrictions.

Thanks to Po Jun, he now knows the origin of every tiny wound on Lu Fenghan's palm.

"The general has a strange hobby. On the morning star, he likes to sit in the deepest part of the cave for a long time. It seems that human beings do have special hobbies."

Po Jun learned to pray, and named Lu Fenghan "General".

Finding that there was no answer from Qiyan, and the central control system had opened the database and was accessing the data stream of "Chasing the Wind", Po Jun wisely kept silent.

It wasn't until Po Jun reminded him that it was time for a break that Qi Yan's thoughts were separated from the vast data flow.

He squeezed the space between his brows, he faintly sensed something, turned his head, and saw Lu Fenghan wearing a standard shirt, standing against the wall by the door, his eyes fell on him, he did not know how long he had been looking at it.

But Qiyan didn't know how to react now.

He has all the memories of getting along with Lu Fenghan in the past, but he doesn't know what to do now, or what to say.

Lu Fenghan walked over first.

He held Qi Yan's wrist loosely, his eyes patrolled the cold white skin, and after a long time he asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Yan blinked, two beats later, and replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Although he still remembered what the pain felt like, but in his recollection, the pain at that time was missing.

This sense of lack made him feel a little cold.

But because the wrist was held in Lu Fenghan's hand, the coldness just came up, and was quickly dispelled.

After Lu Fenghan listened, he was silent for two seconds, and then spoke again: "On the day of the establishment, after being attacked by a medium-sized ship, I shouldn't make any claims."

This is an apology.

Qi Yanyu didn't know what to do, so he tentatively replied: "It's okay."

After he finished his answer, under Lu Fenghan's aggressive gaze, he wanted to get closer, but at the same time, he was at a loss and wanted to stay away.

Lu Fenghan realized this helplessness.

He let go of Qi Yan's wrist, watched the other party put his hands behind his back, and slowed down his voice: "How long are you going to be busy?"

To Lu Fenghan, Qi Yan subconsciously answered all questions: "Eleven o'clock in the evening."

Lu Fenghan nodded: "Okay." After speaking, he pinched Qi Yan's face.

After Lu Fenghan left, Qiyan stood there for a long time, feeling a little cold, and unconsciously gathered the military jacket that belonged to Lu Fenghan.

There is no difference between day and night on the starship, and there is no reference to the passage of time. When Qiyan straightened out the data flow generated when "Catching the Wind" was connected to the central control system, he felt a little sore in his neck. He guessed that a long time had passed. time.

He asked Po Jun: "What time is it?"

Before Po Jun could answer, a voice came from the door: "It's eleven o'clock."

Qi Yan followed the prestige and saw Lu Fenghan standing at the door, looking at him.

"How did you come?"

Lu Fenghan had reason and evidence: "I'm here to pick you up from get off work. It's your first time on the command ship, so I'm afraid you'll get lost."

Qi Yan wanted to say that with Po Jun around, he couldn't get lost, but his body had already reacted and stood in front of Lu Fenghan.

The two walked side by side, with Lu Fenghan leading the way.

"During non-combat times, day and night will be simulated inside the ship, just like now, except for those on duty, everyone is resting in the room, and the lights around will be turned to the darkest." Lu Fenghan finished laying the groundwork, "Tomorrow night I will Will come to pick you up on time too, it's dark everywhere, you fall and get lost easily."

Qi Yan felt that what Lu Fenghan said was full of logical flaws, but instinct was still faster than reason, so he nodded first and agreed: "Okay."

Lu Fenghan's heart felt sore and weak at the "yes" without hesitation.

When he got to the door of Qi Yan's room, Lu Fenghan told him: "The door can be opened with your personal terminal. If you need something, call me immediately. I'm next door to you. No matter what happens, you can do it."

Prayers are still answered.

Waiting for the door to be swiped open with a "tick" from Qiyan, Lu Fenghan saw that he was about to walk in, so he stood still for three seconds, and at the last moment before closing the door, he stretched out his hand to block the door that was about to close.

Qi Yan stood inside the door without using any more force, and looked at him suspiciously: "Is there anything else?"

Lu Fenghan passed his hand forward: "My hand is injured."

Qi Yan's eyes fell on Lu Fenghan's palm, the small wounds on it were not treated, some had healed, and some were still red with no scabs.

Somewhere in the bottom of my heart was aching.

He took a step back and prayed: "Come in."

Qi Yan was not familiar with the layout of the room, so it was Lu Fenghan who consciously took out the medicine box and dug out the healing gel from it.

Only then did Qi Yan realize that there must be healing gel in Lu Fenghan's room.

As if seeing Qi Yan's doubts, Lu Fenghan said nonsense: "I ran out of supplies in my room, so I came to look for you."

Qi Yan accepted this statement.

Lu Fenghan's palm was broad, his knuckles were slender, and there were thin calluses everywhere.Qi Yan was very patient and evenly applied the healing gel to the wound.

Qi Yan only paid attention to the wound, but didn't notice that Lu Fenghan was looking at him all the time.

After painting, Qi Yan thought for a while, picked up another piece of bandage, wrapped it around Lu Fenghan's palm twice, and finally tied it with a flat bow.

"All right."

Lu Fenghan shook his fingers and stared at the bow tied into the bandage for a long time.

The softest part of his heart twitched so violently that he almost couldn't restrain his expression.

Qi Yan wondered why Lu Fenghan didn't leave yet, and vaguely wanted him to stay for a few more minutes.Out of this strange state of mind, he didn't make a sound, but put the medicine box back to its original position, poured himself a glass of water, took out the transparent medicine bottle, and prepared to take the medicine.

But it was strange, he was somewhat resistant to taking medicine in front of Lu Fenghan.

So he held the medicine bottle, stood in front of Lu Fenghan again, and thought about his words: "It's getting late, do you want to go back and rest?"

Lu Fenghan looked at the person in front of him intently, his eyes were so complex that Qi Yan couldn't understand.

Qi Yan felt that he was fixed by this gaze.

As if the entire timeline has been artificially slowed down, each frame is slow and clear.

Qi Yan watched Lu Fenghan approach, and watched Lu Fenghan lean over and put his head on his neck.

The back of the hand hanging by the side covered the familiar warm palm.

The vial is held in both hands.

In the dim light, the collar on the side of his neck was slightly damp, Qi Yan heard Lu Fenghan whispering in his ear, his voice was hoarse, filled with immeasurable sadness, and extremely gentle.

"Pray."

"Ok?"

"In the future, if you can't be sure, I'll make sure for you. If you can't tell, I'll tell for you."

"I'll be your medicine."

The author has something to say:

Than a heart folded out of a military jacket~

kisses!

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: 1 less;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Youranyue;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Twenty-one, Shichuan, Huang Danlu, Tao Xiaochun, and Thirteenth;