Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

The testing work in the African laboratory has finally come to an end, and Lianggong is rarely idle at the end of winter.

During the time waiting for the handover to return to China, there is nothing important to do except update the data all day long. Liang Zhao can spend a lot of time every day reading quietly in the room alone.

In contrast, Ling Xuan who lived on the roof was much more active than before.It's like he's breathed a new soul into his life with his new skateboard.

Young people walk and jump in the stairwell countless times every day, washing the eardrums of the people below with the blood of the pulleys.

Accompanied by the constant noise above his head, Liang Zhao gently turned a page of the translated book in his hand.Although his eyes fell on the words as usual, he was a little disturbed in his heart.

How on earth did that guy manage to skateboard for five or six hours straight without getting tired or tired?

Finally, Liang Zhao sighed deeply and closed the book, stood up and smoothed the folds of his trouser legs, followed the empty and flat stairs to the roof that he had rarely set foot on before.

As if he knew that someone would come to "complain", Ling Xuan's room door left a narrow gap.Liang Zhao only needs to push open the door panel a little, and he can see a figure lying on the edge of the carpet.

With a soft pillow on the side of his head, he leaned lazily against the bed cabinet, lightly kicked his calf carelessly, and the skateboard at his feet slid out with force, hit the wall and bounced back, and was firmly held by him again. Step back to your feet.

"Lianggong can really hold his breath. You came up to me when your legs were almost broken?"

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps, Ling Xuan still maintained the relaxed posture just now, holding the ipad in his hand, and gently turned over an electronic file.

"I came here to look for you because I was afraid that your leg would be broken." Liang Zhao's flat tone did not imply blame, but more like a kind of helpless pampering: "Why are you so troublesome?"

Ling Xuan suddenly lost control of his feet, and the long board slid out of the track after hitting the wall one time, and failed to return to his feet.

"Ah..." The young man sighed regretfully, then put down his dishonest long legs, and used a set of good-looking facial features to perfectly explain what it means to "make compromises".

"Got it, stop arguing."

Liang Zhao stood condescending for a moment, looked at the extremely well-behaved expression of the person in front of him, lowered his eyes and explained patiently: "I don't blame you, what I mean is that if you are hungry or bored, you can call me directly."

Ling Xuan lay on the spot and tilted his head, as if he was a little surprised at how Liang Gong could speak so easily today.

"Would you like to go out to dinner with you?"

It was the first time he heard this boy who was full of routines express his demands straightforwardly. Liang Zhao put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the threshold and nodded with a smile.

"Let's go."

In a foreign country thousands of miles away, what Ling Xuan never gets tired of is Chinese food.

There are not a few well-known Chinese restaurants in City G, but he almost ate them all in just three weeks.

The commercial center where Chinese restaurants gather is not far from Jian Anning's place.After dinner, Liang Zhao packed some food by the way, and took Ling Xuan to condolences to Dr. Jian who seems to have been busy in recent days.

The two walked around the hospital together and came to the backyard. There were many strange faces standing outside this private courtyard, which was rarely visited by other people.

When passing by two men in plain clothes, Liang Zhao recognized that one of them seemed to be a policeman from a nearby town, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Passing through the crowd and entering the door, he put the lunch box he brought with him on the shelf in the entrance hall, turned around and asked the protagonist in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Anning frowned, her tone of voice was not as leisurely and frivolous as usual. "A child was lost in the farm. It's been several days, but I can't find it."

Liang Zhao frowned slightly, he hadn't been to the farm for a short period of time, and this happened unexpectedly.

Before asking first, a clear gaze has already been projected over.

"Which child is missing? Do you need us to help find it?"

Ling Xuan spent the most time with the children when he went to the farm before, and he had contact with almost every one of them, so he would be more surprised when he heard the news.

"It's Zara who lost it. I've sent people to look for it near the farm for a long time, and there's no news until now. At this time, you don't have to rush there."

The private farm is not far from the slums, and after dark, it is extremely dangerous for the local residents, let alone the unfamiliar people.

Jian Anning just waved her hand, accepting Ling Xuan's kindness to the child, but refusing to let him help.

"What did the police station say?" Liang Zhao glanced back at the direction where the plainclothes left just now, and said in a serious tone.

"Heh, try your best."

G city is a ghostly place, if you say it gloriously, it is sparsely populated, and if you say it more accurately, it is chaos.There are countless incidents of children getting lost or abducted every year alone. The farm is remote and the police force is insufficient. Such things are simply powerless.

Dr. Jian snorted slightly: "Generally speaking, it's not as fast as sending someone to find it myself."

The crowd at the door was noisy, Jian Anning irritatedly pulled the clothes on her shoulders, before leaving, she randomly pointed at the security personnel under her, and spoke to Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan.

"It's so late, you two, don't waste your time, and don't cause me anything else. If you want to go to the farm, you can just go with him at dawn tomorrow. There are still a lot of things on my side, I don't have time to accompany you to eat supper, so go upstairs and find a room to sleep by yourself."

After Jian Anning finished speaking, she was surrounded by a group of big men and left, and the crowd blocking the door also gradually dispersed.

"Is it okay to stay here? Do I need to take you back to the laboratory building?" Liang Zhao turned his head to look at the rest of the people around him.At some point, his face was stained with bad emotions.

Ling Xuan nodded and shook his head.

"It's getting late, so let's rest first, and we have to go to the farm tomorrow to see the situation." Liang Zhao turned his body sideways, led Ling Xuan upstairs, and showed him the bedroom.

"The first room on the left is the guest room. I stayed in it some time ago, and now the bedding is all new."

Ling Xuan replied in a low mood: "Well, good night."

Liang Zhao turned around when he heard a soft door closing, and wanted to talk to Jian Anning again.I went around to the small hall to make a pot of white tea, but found something strange when I came back the same way. I just lived in the bedroom of the person 10 minutes ago, and now there is no sound at all.

Standing at one end of the corridor, Liang Zhao could really feel the wind blowing from a certain direction in the stairwell, raised his head, and looked thoughtfully at the small half-open door upstairs.

After a while, he put down the teapot and stepped on the steps leading to the rooftop with light but steady steps.

Sure enough, a familiar figure was sitting on the highest point beside the railing with his legs hanging down.

"Why don't you sleep?"

In the cool night breeze, Liang Zhao quickly climbed over the pole.I don't know how many times I have enjoyed the scenery with him like this, even the movements of sitting side by side are much more natural than before.

The young man beside him looked straight at the faintly scattered lights in the distance, and joked lightly: "I've been out for so long, isn't it normal to be homesick?"

Liang Zhao didn't care what he answered, and asked bluntly, "Are you worried about that child?"

In his impression, Zara was just a quiet white girl, and he had heard from people in the farm that she had always been well-behaved and sensible.

"Yeah." Ling Xuan nodded truthfully, "In this kind of place, the probability that the girl can be found after missing for a few days... I'm not so optimistic and naive."

After being silent for half a minute, he suddenly turned his head over, with gentle eyes, and explained in a gentle voice: "I'm fine, I just suddenly remembered the misfortune at home. In fact, my sister was also lost like this, and there was nothing wrong with her for several days and nights." information."

"I know."

These three words were blurted out by Liang Zhao who clearly understood the whole story.

That incident happened in the third year after Ling Xuan's parents passed away. At that time, he was under 20 years old, but he was the sole guardian of his younger sister.

As a top e-sports player, Ling Qian is of course a public figure. Occasionally there will be a few unscrupulous media reports that expose people's scars.So Ling Xuan didn't care about Liang Zhao's response, and continued talking.

"At a certain moment just now, it seemed that I had returned to the year when I was unable to do what I wanted. At that time, I really felt that I was very bad. As a brother, I couldn't do anything, but I asked others to carry the burden and lose my life for it."

"I haven't even...have seen his face, heard his voice, or expressed a single word to his family."

When Ling Xuan spoke, a hard-to-see tiredness and gloom appeared on that handsome face.Before that, no matter how busy the work was or how trivial things were, he always seemed to be full of energy.

Liang Zhao knew in his heart that the person he was talking about was Qiu Heng.For Ling Xuan, it was a strange young man who had gone through fire and water for his sister.

"Everyone's ability is limited." Liang Zhao was silent for a moment, let the gentle wind blow over the shoulders of the two, and gently comforted: "Don't be too sad about the past, after all, time will not turn back. "

"Yes." Ling Xuan gently shook his two flying legs, slowly raised his eyes to look at the sky, and sighed softly: "So cherish what you have in front of you."

In the dark curtain, Jianghe is very clear, and the fine starlight visible to the naked eye is like a layer of tulle covering the night sky above the head.

Ling Xuan watched for a while, sniffed his nose lightly, got up from where he was sitting, squinted and smiled at Liang Zhao.

"I'm really going to sleep this time, good night, Lianggong."

"Good night."

Watching Ling Xuan's back disappear behind the corner of the stairs, Liang Zhao took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill and reverberate in his chest cavity.

It was dark again.

It is probably because the usual work and rest are too regular, and once a certain time passes, it is difficult for him to fall asleep again.

Standing up alone, lying on the edge of the fence of the roof to enjoy the wind, when I accidentally leaned over, I saw Jian Anning standing under the eaves smoking a cigarette.

A little orange fire light between his fingers flickered against the dark background, and the not too strong smell of tobacco filled the surroundings with the rising smoke.

Because of the strict special protection mechanism, the identities of the relatives of martyr Jian Anning are kept confidential from everyone.

Back then, he and Ling Qian's family had never met formally, and even Ling Xuan wanted to express his gratitude in various indirect ways, but he refused to accept it.

Because in the heart of this stubborn person, in the hearts of all their elder brothers, there has always been a consensus that his younger brother was only buried for his ideals, and he never died because of anyone.