Actually together

For me, Zhou Qichong is undoubtedly special - as long as it is not him, it is impossible for anyone, and it doesn't matter if it is anyone.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.Sometimes I suspect that in fact, a person can only find the only person in the vast crowd who is willing to die with him, but some people have to look for it for a long time, some people find it and lose it, and some people give up on their own.

Therefore, I really hope that Zhou Qichong can live a good life. From an emotional point of view, it is because I want to be with him; from a theoretical point of view, it is because I can only love him in this life.

Later, after Zhou Qichong was transferred to the general ward, I moved to the hospital to accompany him.Although he is not fully awake yet, I guess he would not like me to be quiet, because when I was in the hospital, I used to hope that someone would make a noise by my side to prove that I was with me.

Dr. You also suggested that I talk to him on the grounds that if his brain is not active, he may become stupid.

So I was going to say something to Zhou Qichong—but what I said was very strange.Zhang Quan advocated that I reminisce about the past—though as soon as I started to speak, I could glimpse a few furtive heads outside the window.

Of course, Dr. You just came to see Zhou Qichong's situation, Zhang Quan and Liu Yang, the head of the national security technical team, just came to discuss the intelligent program with me, and the colonel just came to care about the soldiers he had brought and occasionally passed by.

I realized that the chief of national security, military officers, and military doctors were not serious at all, and I also realized that it was completely impossible to hold Zhou Qichong's hand and express his heart like in idol dramas.

Unbearable, I brought a few professional books from home that I hadn't finished reading, and read them on my lap every day when I had nothing to do. At the same time, I read two paragraphs to Zhou Qichong from time to time, hoping that he would "wake up" when he woke up. Become a hacker.

Since then, those sneaky heads in the window have never appeared again.

When Zhou Qichong just woke up, I didn't dare to talk to him. I didn't know what kind of mentality it was, until he stretched out his hand to pull me, grinning in pain: "I'm fine, fine."

I watched him move back and forth on the bed, couldn't help but comfort me that the incident was over, and apologized again and again for worrying me, then stretched out his hand to pull me, and finally kissed me when I wasn't prepared, and started humming contentedly , Moan|groan| said that the whole body hurts.

I laughed, and took the initiative to lean forward and kiss the corner of his mouth. Zhou Qichong paused in a daze, and then kissed him relentlessly.

Dr. You knocked on the door, turned around and went out: "Hmm, the door is still open, so be careful."

Zhou Qichong put the bracelet on the back of my head to prevent me from getting up, he laughed, and immediately his chest hurt because of the laughter, and he coughed while clutching his chest.

I handed him the sipper bottle, Zhou Qichong drank a couple of sips, and made a gesture to kiss him again. I squeezed his lips viciously, gave him a warning look, and stroked the stubble on his face: "I'll help you!" Shave it? Prick your hands."

Zhou Qichong looked like an old man, and lay down on the pillow: "Come on, it's finally my husband's turn to enjoy himself!"

When I finished shaving for him, I looked up and saw that he had fallen asleep exhaustedly again.My heart softened, and I poked his cheek with my finger, but I was afraid of waking him up, so I had to withdraw my hand and stare at his side face intently.

I've seen this face many times. In the past, I just thought it was handsome, and sometimes I hated it, but now I just feel at ease, as if in another world.

When Zhou Qichong's injury healed a bit, he began to talk more, sometimes he would have to pant for a long time after speaking, but he still had to keep on talking.

While telling him to shut up, I rejoiced in my heart that he was still alive.

I was very dissatisfied with him for making himself almost meet my dad, and Zhou Qichong was also very dissatisfied with me for making myself into this appearance.

"It's over, you must have not slept well again." Zhou Qichong looked at me with a frown, and hung his index finger in front of my eyes to outline my dark circles, with a distressed look on his face: "Come up, come up, I'll hug you to sleep .”

"I'm fine, Zhou Qichong, don't open the wound anymore - let go! I'm using a knife! You're going to make me call Dr. You again!" I stood up angrily, took the knife and sat on the accompanying bed to cut apple.

Zhou Qichong watched in horror: "Don't... be careful. Forget it, forget it, leave this kind of rough work to my husband, and you just need to lie down..."

I raised the knife towards him, and the reflection of the knife flashed across his face.Zhou Qichong lowered his head silently: "What are those piles of books? There is not even a TV here, so you must ask me to do something?"

I glanced at him sideways: "Do you want to read books? - These are very basic, you should like them - "Code Encyclopedia", "Unix Programming Art", "J□□A Programming", "MYSQL"..."

Zhou Qichong interrupted me with a slumped face: "Find a book I can understand."

"A Brief History of Computing, by Arol Smith," I looked at him approvingly. "It's simple and well told, and you'll understand it, and I've already read it to you."

Zhou Qichong looked like he had eaten a fly, and after three seconds he seemed to think of something, the light bulb on his head "ding" and blurted out: "Oscar!"

I thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I think you probably mean Pascal - the French mathematician, physicist, fluid dynamics scientist, philosopher and the founder of probability theory, the one who invented the first mechanical computer." people."

Zhou Qichong tried his best to save it: "Yes, I remember him, he got a 'Pascal Adding Machine', right?!"

I raised my eyebrows: "It seems that reading to you is very effective," said and handed him an apple as a reward: "I think I'd be happier if you didn't pronounce his name as Oscar first."

Zhou Qichong took the apple with a "hehe" smile: "Anyway, it's...Ska, is the name of a foreigner so important?"

I tapped the plate with a knife and raised my voice: "Pascal is my god, I told you a few years ago! I thank you Zhou Qichong, don't lick your fingers!"

Zhou Qichong was obviously very annoyed with Pascal. After eating the apple, he angrily wiped the juice from his hand on the quilt and protested loudly at me: "I'm lying in front of you when I'm so old, what are you still thinking about Pascal!"

"Pascal!" I said angrily, "and he has been dead for many years! Your Maradona is not dead yet Zhou Qichong! Is it a bit technical to be jealous?!"

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, Zhou Qichong got up and jumped at me. I was stunned, and I didn't realize it until I was pressed on the bed by him: "What are you doing? What if the wound is open?!"

Zhou Qichong said unhappily, "Okay, it won't happen."

While pressing on me, he raised his upper body to draw the curtains, lowered his head to kiss me, and after a while he let go out of breath, and said in a low voice, "Help me, hurry up."

I sensed something was wrong, and yelled at him angrily: "What are you thinking about all day long?! What did we just say..."

"Help me, it's over," Zhou Qichong smiled and kissed my eyes: "Close your eyes, it's over, I miss you so much."

【Pull the lamp】

The author has something to say: pull the lamp again, oh ha ha ha, beautiful pull the lamp

☆, let go

Zhou Qichong's wound was open, and he did it himself.

He himself didn't care about this, and said to Dr. You righteously: "I finally came back from the gate of hell, shouldn't I celebrate it!"

"Anyway, you can only stay for one more month," Dr. You said with a smile, "I don't have to be responsible if it's not good." After saying that, he pulled down the bandage severely, and Zhou Qichong gasped.

Doctor You snorted and greeted me: "You better clean it yourself."

Zhou Qichong tugged at the bed sheet and said enthusiastically, "I'll come, I'll come."

"Lie down!" Dr. You suddenly yelled, "It's cracked again! Are you an idiot! I've endured you for a long time! Is it interesting to have a hole in your chest?!"

Zhou Qichong and I were stunned by him at the same time, and obediently listened to his spitting and reprimanding.Dr. You couldn't stop once he opened his mouth, and expressed to us in detail how much he hated and hated soldiers who didn't take care of their bodies, and then started from the broken armed policeman in Room 23 on this floor, and talked about the burned man in Room [-]. The firefighters specifically criticized Zhou Qichong and me:

"Do you know that your life belongs to the country! Huh? Captain Zhou!"

Zhou Qichong seemed to grasp the important point, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Captain! When did you decide?"

I pinched him hard, but the words had already been said, and it was impossible to take them back. Dr. You became even more angry when he heard the words: "Do you think this is a compliment to you! Let me tell you, you don't take care of your wounds after operations like yours." All of them should be punished to train with recruits! Confinement! Copy "Glory" ten times!"

I have never seen the book "Glory", but just looking at Zhou Qichong's terrified expression, I guess it must be a unique book.

Zhou Qichong was finally frightened by Dr. You's angry reprimand. He calmed down for a few days to recuperate, and looked at me sadly from time to time to win sympathy.

Zhang Quan believes that since Zhou Qichong is already able to take care of himself, he should not hold me back. Guoan is now even more unable to take care of himself than Zhou Qichong, so he wants to borrow me away.

However, I didn't want to leave, and Zhou Qichong didn't want me to leave either, so this matter just dragged on.Military hospitals strictly forbid carrying electronic devices. Liu Yang sent people to the hospital with laptops all day long to inquire about the few small programs my father left behind, or to discuss the smart program with me.

After Liu Yang persuaded him many times to leave to no avail, Zhou Qichong said to me very seriously: "A talented student, will you be dragged away by them?"

"No," I absently wrote a few problematic codes on paper with a pen, and looked at them over and over again: "They are just not familiar with this intelligent language. After all, I have memorized it since I got it. , and later switched to binary and C language for research. They are just behind me in time."

Zhou Qichong moved his head in a mysterious way: "Don't be deceived by their compliments...the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past, and talented people come out from generation to generation...they just want to lure you into Guoan——do you think Guoan is so ignorant? Are you stupid? They must have researched it a long time ago and just want you to join the gang."

I tapped his head with a pen helplessly: "What are you thinking——I said I won't go, but I won't go."

After I finished speaking, I continued to lower my head to write the code. After a few minutes, I looked up and saw Zhou Qichong staring at me in a daze, with complicated and difficult to distinguish eyes.

I suddenly realized what he was worried about.

Zhou Qichong reached out and touched my face: "Okay, I want to be with you. Do you understand what I mean? ——Although I recovered well after being injured this time, it is impossible for me to continue running around with tasks all day long like before I am. I want to retire."

My heart moved, and I seemed to understand what he meant: "Shall we go back to Changcheng?"

Zhou Qichong was obviously happy: "I plan to choose my own career, and then go back to buy medicinal materials—the old Wang who gave me acupuncture, remember? He recommended a line for me. The herbal medicine in Yuncheng is good, and Sanqi is fine."

Yuncheng is adjacent to Changcheng, and Changcheng is a large consumer market for Chinese herbal medicines - he obviously thought about it for a long time.

I was a little hesitant at first, but the next second I recklessly rejoiced: "Shall we go back to Changcheng?"

Zhou Qichong looked at me tenderly: "Go back to Changcheng, it's over."

"You have done what you can do - you gave them the code, and you gave them the C language, and you even handed over all the small software programs that your father left you - you I’ve done enough, and I can’t do anything more,” he pointed to a box of draft paper filled with codes and algorithms at my feet: “That’s it, leave the rest to Guoan.”

I stood up abruptly, looked around for a while as if lost, and finally sighed softly after a long time: "Can we leave now?"

Zhou Qichong stood up and hugged me: "Well, we can go. Want to travel?"

When I got such an answer, it felt like a bungee jump, a sudden dive, and a slow descent to the stable ground.

I looked back at Zhou Qichong, he was lazily lying on my body and half hugging me, bathed in warm sunlight behind him, and the dense ivy in the window with a deep color was illuminated by the sun a kind of vibrant green.

I told myself that this could be regarded as the end—the person standing beside me has not been washed away by the torrent of time. His original color.At this time, the years are quiet and the sun is warm. We are discussing going back to the original point and going to Baishou.

So I laughed: "I'm going to book a plane ticket."

I said long ago that Zhou Qichong and I can actually be together.

If you want to leave the imperial capital, there are a lot of things to deal with.

Such as work, such as Guoan, such as Lin Qiaoen and Xia Lanjin.

"Married?" I raised my voice in surprise, and Zhou Qichong looked over curiously.

"Her mother thinks it will be done this month." Lin Qiaoen said in his usual gentle tone, but I could hear the uncontrollable joy in his tone.

"Finally married, congratulations." I smiled and congratulated.

Lin Qiaoen also smiled: "Thank you. How are you and Zhou Qichong? Do you have time to come?"

"When - we are leaving the imperial capital in a couple of months, and I was about to call you to tell you." I said.

"Coincidentally, fortunately I called," Lin Qiaoen said, then changed the subject: "Congratulations, Shen Jiangyou."

My heart warmed up: "Thank you."

Lin Qiaoen paused, and his words were a little uncertain: "Together? Have you figured it out?"

Zhou Qichong listened stealthily, but I pulled his hair and pushed him away, and began to play tricks with an expression of reluctance.

I glared at him warningly, and said to Lin Qiaoen: "Well, it's been a while, I've been busy with other things for a long time, and I haven't had time to contact you." As I said, I grabbed my pants and kicked Zhou Qichong away.

However, Lin Qiaoen was astute and unparalleled, and immediately greeted: "Is Zhou Qichong here too? Say hello to him for me."

Zhou Qichong's ears moved, as if he heard his name, he squinted his eyes and looked at my mobile phone.

I ended the call with Lin Qiaoen in a few words and promised him to congratulate him when the time came.

Zhou Qichong said dissatisfiedly, "What does he want you to do?"

I said, "He and Xia Lanjin are getting married."

"Well," Zhou Qichong nodded, grabbed my right foot and pinched it: "When?"

I smoked it twice but didn't take it out, so I simply let him play with it: "This month's NO.18. Are you going?"

"Will my words be useful?" Zhou Qichong snorted, "Didn't you agree?"

"Okay," I said cheerfully, "then go."

Zhou Qichong looked like he didn't want to talk to me. He lowered his head and began to measure my feet with his palm. After a while, he took off my socks and stuffed me into the bed: "Sleep and sleep—you didn't sleep well last night. , I’ll wake you up for dinner later.”

I do feel sleepy.

I feel that since I decided to go back to Changcheng, I have become more and more lazy, as if I will not wake up anytime soon.

It's a feeling of nothingness.I remember that Changcheng was like a paradise. When I went back during the Spring Festival, I played a game of "playing house" with Fang Wen, and then I was bored.

Zhou Qichong sat beside me and read a magazine, and he didn't force me to fall asleep right away, so I chatted with him casually.

The surroundings are quiet, and the footsteps and low voices of nurses rounding the room can be heard from time to time in the corridor outside, light and gentle; the diffuse sunlight in the afternoon lazily pokes in through the cracks in the curtains, falling on the ground like a thin layer of Sands.

Zhou Qichong's magazine may not be very good-looking, he flipped through a few pages, and made the sound of flipping through the book, as if he was in retirement. You?" He said, noticing the sunlight at the crack of the curtain, shaking his hand in front of my eyes: "Is it dazzling? Come sleep here."

I lazily opened his hand: "No, just look at yours."

Zhou Qichong crawled over me and pushed me to the other side of the bed.

Then I suddenly remembered that he was injured, so I blinked at him with difficulty: "Don't force...does it hurt?"

Zhou Qichong laughed and touched my eyes: "It doesn't hurt, there are scabs, just be careful, go to sleep."

In fact, I was just asking casually, because my mind was not very clear-headed, so I fell asleep with peace of mind after hearing the words.

I slept until night, and Dr. You was complaining to Zhou Qichong that the wound healed too quickly during his ward rounds: "Don't be fooled by appearances! This kind of injury is the most deceiving... Do you think it's healed? You still have to be careful..."

I was a little afraid that he would start to talk, so I pulled the quilt over my head and continued to sleep. After a while, Zhou Qichong finally sent Dr. You away, and came back and sighed: "It's terrible."

He took a few steps, and I felt that he was pressing on my quilt, so I poked the place where he was sitting with my fingers through the quilt.

Zhou Qichong began to pick up my quilt: "Can't you afford it? Your husband is almost starving."

"What do you want to eat?" I poked my head out from the side of the quilt, right next to him.

Zhou Qichong said sadly: "Let's change to a small restaurant, the one downstairs is tired of eating."

I was about to refute that the braised duck here is really delicious, when Zhang Quan knocked on the door and came in: "Uh...still sleeping?"

He glanced at the watch on his wrist, and glanced back and forth between Zhou Qichong and me. Seeing that neither of us paid any attention to him, he could only answer by himself: "You guys, uh, you should be more restrained."

Zhou Qichong said happily: "Okay, next time, what's the matter?"

I finally realized what Zhang Quan had understood, angrily kicked Zhou Qichong down and stood there, and argued to Zhang Quan: "I'm just taking a nap."

Zhou Qichong and Zhang Quan showed expressions of understanding at the same time.

Gritting my teeth in anger, I finally felt that I could no longer lie around doing nothing, so I lifted the quilt and sat up to put on my shoes.

Zhang Quan closed the door, and said in a sad tone, "Are you really leaving?"

"Let's go." I said, "I've done everything I can, and I can't do anything else."

Zhang Quan nodded: "You're right, it's too much to force you to stay." After a pause, he sighed again: "Let's go, let's go."

"People must learn to grow up by themselves..." Zhou Qichong continued his words and sang.

Zhang Quan and I couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Quan made a hand gesture to Zhou Qichong: "Bon voyage."

Zhou Qichong said "Yes" and said, "I hope you can solve them as soon as possible."

Zhang Quan raised his eyebrows: "Definitely."

I glanced at him and said softly, "Uncle Zhang, thank you."

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☆, Interlocking fingers

Lin Qiaoen and Xia Lanjin's wedding was on the night of No. 18. Zhou Qichong was recovering well, and Dr. You finally let him go out of the hospital to rest.

When he was discharged from the hospital, he sighed, expressing that he never wanted to stay in the hospital for such a long time in his life, but I seriously reminded him not to stretch, otherwise he would have to go back to lie down again.

Zhou Qichong's injury is still not healed, and he walks empty-handed, as if he has changed from a rough guy to a soft girl overnight.I saw that his expression seemed to be very sad, so I comforted him with a suitcase and dragged it.He couldn't laugh or cry, he dragged the box helplessly and waited for me to open the door.

In fact, a man like Zhou Qichong can't stand doing nothing and being useless the most. Although he doesn't like rules and restraints, he is indeed suitable for living in the army. Otherwise, just like this injury, he will suddenly become a bored bear. Makes him very frustrated.That's why he thought of a way out for himself before retiring, so that he can get busy again.

I sometimes think he's actually a lot like my dad—a natural fit to be a hero, but I don't want him to be.Heroes are enough for a family to have one. It would be better for him to obediently return to Changcheng with me and be a bear.

Xiong Zhou Qichong started to get busy with these retirement matters when he got back, and I started to pack things, deal with the house and the car.Zhou Qichong dislikes my car. The real reason is that the roof is too low and the space is too small for him to sit comfortably. So I don’t want my car, and I can sell it second-hand. Zhou Qichong’s SUV has soldiers from the south who will help drive it along the way. So his car doesn't matter.

I saw Jiang Yi in a certain real estate agency. She was bending over to look at the agency information posted on the window glass, while talking to a man beside her with great interest.

She also saw me in the reflection of the window glass, straightened up and looked back at me, then turned back as if she hadn't seen me, and then dragged the man into the agency.

At this time, Zhou Qichong walked slowly from across the road, and put a bottle of ice water on my face: "What are you looking at? Huh?"

I was shivered by him, and annoyed: "Look at your wife."

Zhou Qichong let out a "huh" and said with a playful smile, "Aren't you my wife?"

I took another bottle of ice water from his hand and warned: "You'd better be careful, Doctor You told you not to drink ice water, forgot?"

Zhou Qichong resentfully said, "What's yours is yours."

We went to the hotel to attend the wedding of Lin Qiaoen and Xia Lanjin. Xia Lanjin was wearing a cheongsam and stood at the door to welcome the guests. When she saw Zhou Qichong and I came together, she started winking.

I couldn't bear to look directly at her, and when I walked in, I whispered to remind her to pay attention to her image.

Although Zhou Qichong and Xia Lanjin have been classmates since junior high school, they are not as familiar with her as I am. When they saw Lin Qiaoen standing next to her, their expressions became even weirder—probably thinking of the "electric shock therapy" again.

Lin Qiaoen greeted him with a smile, and exchanged casual greetings with Zhou Qichong.

Their parents looked happy and enthusiastically asked us to go in. Xia Lanjin's mother probably thought it was a bit weird for two men to come together. Her eyes flicked back and forth between me and Zhou Qichong, and finally recognized that we were her respectively. My daughter's high school classmate and junior high school classmate calmly let go of their doubts and brought us to the classmate's table.

Before leaving, Xia's mother suddenly remembered, and said happily, "Xiao Zhou! Is it you? We Xiaojin was scolded by the teacher for not handing in our homework back then."

I laughed gleefully, and Zhou Qichong waved his hands in embarrassment but couldn't explain it, so I helped him and said, "I was ignorant when I was young, auntie forgive me."

Everyone at the table laughed, and Mother Xia also left with a smile.

The couple held a Chinese-style wedding. Lin Qiaoen looked a bit stupid in glasses and wedding dresses, but Xia Lan looked more and more delicate under the Jinfengguanxia cape, causing the classmates and friends at the table to scream and whistle wildly.

The two began to do some activities on the stage according to the master of ceremonies, and at the end they were biting an apple. There was a lot of booing from below. Xia Lanjin, who was always generous, blushed. Erbajing said:

"Actually, don't you just want to see us kiss?" He pushed away the apple carried by the master of ceremonies, walked over and directly embraced Xia Lanjin and kissed her.

The audience applauded wildly.

In the midst of the noise, Zhou Qichong suddenly put his hand under the table, and I put my hand down tacitly, and felt him hook my hand with his index finger and shake it lightly twice.

Just like when he accompanied me to self-study in college, we quietly dangled under the table with our hands hooked, with serious faces on our faces.

After a while, Zhou Qichong took the lead in laughing, took my hand and put it on his lap, and began to write on the palm of my hand.

The surroundings were still shouting and cheering. After he finished writing, he looked at me with a smile against the red light, as if he was waiting for my reaction.

I looked at him helplessly, and finally leaned over and whispered into his ear: "It's too itchy, I can't understand."

There are bouquets in Western-style weddings. Lin Qiaoen went to get one. It is a bit nondescript in a Chinese-style wedding, but it pushed the atmosphere of the whole wedding to the highest point. A group of single girls stretched out their hands and screamed in a dignified way, waiting Xia Lanjin threw flowers.

Xia Lanjin turned around, turned her back to everyone and tossed it lightly. The flower ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into the arms of a girl.

The girl seemed to be Lin Qiaoen's friend. After receiving the flowers, she was very pleasantly surprised. Xia Lanjin stepped down from the stage and hugged her, and everyone around her congratulated her.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the wedding banquet ended.Xia Lanjin went to change clothes, Zhou Qichong and I didn't rush to talk to Lin Qiaoen, but waved goodbye to him from a distance.

When we walked to the door of the hotel, we suddenly saw Xia Lanjin wearing a pink top, taking off her makeup, standing behind the decorative tree by the door and waving at us.

"It's for you." Xia Lanjin smiled and took out an apple from behind as if conjuring and handed it over.

Both Zhou Qichong and I were stunned at the same time.

Xia Lanjin smiled and said, "I'll take that apple out intact—we want to give it to you."

Immediately, I had mixed feelings, my throat choked, and I said slowly, "Thank you."

Zhou Qichong also smiled and said, "Thank you."

I walked over and hugged her gently: "Thank you, I wish you happiness."

Xia Lanjin smiled softly: "Thank you, you too."

Zhou Qichong said "Yes" and said, "If you need anything in the future, please feel free to contact me."

Zhou Qichong sat in the car playing with that apple, picked it up and shook it at me at a red light: "Do you want to eat it?"

I patted his head: "I'll talk about it when I get home. Drive hard."

Zhou Qichong seemed to remember something, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and feeling in his pocket with the other. I heard someone honking the horn behind me, so I asked him, "What are you looking for? Drive hard."

Zhou Qichong put down his hands, frowned and said, "Where did you go?"

"What? Shall I find it for you?" I asked.

Zhou Qichong unzipped the zipper and asked me to find the inside bag: "Here."

I fumbled along his pockets, complaining that he had too many pockets, when my fingertips suddenly touched something hard.

I paused.

My fingers moved, and I suddenly raised my head to look at him.

Zhou Qichong laughed and looked down at me with gentle eyes: "Then, do you want this?"

Zhou Qichong has never been considered a romantic person, and his confession is just casually saying when we eat together and pick up food for me: "Hey, Shen Jiangyou, let's be together."

Now he was driving on the main road, and the surrounding horns sounded like a quarrel, and then he lowered his head and smiled and asked me, "Well, do you want this?"

I gritted my teeth and took out the two silver-white rings from his pocket, looking at the words inside the rings - "Zhou Chen", "Shen Zhou".

The words are not very good-looking.

Zhou Qichong explained blankly: "The machine is not smooth."

I smiled and asked which was his, Zhou Qichong said, "The big one."

I took a look and saw "Shen Zhou" engraved on the inside of the big ring.

So I asked him for his left hand and put the ring on his ring finger.

Zhou Qichong withdrew his hand, curled the corner of his mouth carelessly, rubbed the ring on the root of his ring finger with his thumb, grabbed another ring, and groped to put it on my finger without looking at it.

When the fingers were interlocked, there was a light "ding", which I could hear clearly amidst the sound of horns.

"Hurry up," I said with a smile, "they will get out of the car and beat you later."

When I went to Huayu, "Li Feng" had already resigned, and Xu Shichang kept silent about it, smiling like an old fox.

He doesn't suggest that I resign, he thinks that I can remote control even if I don't come to the company: "You don't come to the company often, right? Even if you go to Changcheng, you can still be a consultant."

He tried his best to persuade me all afternoon, and finally used the excuse of not being able to find someone to force me to sign another three-year contract of prostitution.

He took me to see the latest mobile phone that Huayu will release soon.

"This is an operating system written by Huayu himself," he said with a smile, "I don't understand the technology, but what they said this time is full of confidence!"

I tried it, my eyes lit up, and I discussed several loopholes with the people in the technical department to fix them.

"This is for the network surveillance that was mentioned internationally last time," the head of the technology department pointed it out to me: "Here, this paragraph is specifically for the surveillance virus exposed by White Shark at that time."

"You directly cut the previous activity code?" I asked.

"No," he replied, "we encrypted it in front."

Someone next to him happily interjected: "We found a lot of surveillance viruses to try, not only those exposed and mentioned by White Shark, but also those suspected before, all of which were successfully blocked."

I praised: "It's great." Then I asked Xu Shichang: "Can this be used for publicity?"

Xu Shichang shook his head and didn't say much.

When I got home before dinner, I saw Zhang Quan standing downstairs talking to Zhou Qichong from afar.

The expressions of the two people are not very good-looking.

I hesitated for a while, but I still walked over. Zhang Quan saw me, turned around, and looked intently:

"The code was stolen."

The author has something to say: I am a good author who loves to write sweet articles, look at my serious face???

☆, the code is stolen

The code was stolen, and Zhang Quan could find me. There was only one situation—the smart code disappeared from the Guoan database again, leaving no trace.

Zhou Qichong asked us to go home and talk about it.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Quan slowly recounted what happened at that time: "...When the power went out, I was alert and sent people to the inner warehouse to guard, but the code files disappeared in front of everyone."

I asked, "Is there any activity on the external network?"

"No." Zhang's complexion was a bit ugly, and my words seemed to be asking him: Are you out of the ghost again?

However, it is clear that someone on the inside stole the code from the database.

Last time, Zhong Shengyu, the inner ghost, hid very deeply, entered Guoan as an ordinary Huaxia person, and even became Zhang Quan's boss, and then Guoan sneaked into Huayu as "Li Feng".Both sides stepped thrillingly and carefully, with deep scheming.

The heavy losses suffered by Guoan at that time are still vivid in my mind, and now there is another internal incident.It is also fortunate that Zhang Quan has a strong heart, otherwise he must have a psychological shadow.

But in a place like Guoan, it is already difficult enough to sneak into a person, and I don't know how many pawns' lives were used to pave the way for Zhong Shengyu to be selected by Guoan with a clean enough background.

The possibility of this second inner ghost, whether it was there before, hidden deeper than Zhong Shengyu, or was sent to replace Zhong Shengyu after his death, is too small.

Zhang Quan was still discussing the stolen code with Zhou Qichong, and Zhou Qichong cursed and complained that they couldn't even keep a piece of code.

Distraught, I asked Zhang Quan: "What about the code file? Shouldn't there be another file as a physical backup?"

Zhang Quandao: "That's still there, but the research work is estimated to start again. I'm just here to remind you, with the current situation, be careful--they don't allow me to tell you about this incident, they just say secret protection, But I think you can know, and sooner or later you will find out that something is wrong," he sighed: "Their decision is that they will not let you leave the imperial capital until the inner ghost is caught, so as to facilitate protection."

I suddenly thought of a possibility: "When was Li Feng replaced?"

Zhang Quan was stunned, but I didn't continue to dwell on this issue. My mind quickly reviewed and deliberated, as if there was an invisible thread connecting many events. As I was thinking, I quickly began to explain this extremely possible possibility:

"From the perspective of intelligent programs, I remember that Huayu system was attacked before Zhong Shengyu came to Guoan. If my thinking is correct, then the attackers at that time should be the people from Zhong Shengyu's side. Their The purpose is probably to obtain the data of the intelligent program DUSKTREESYSTEM captured by Huayu a few years ago, and the purpose may be to improve this intelligent program—at that time, my dad hadn’t given the program to me, and the program probably hadn’t been completed yet. .”

At that time, I thought the attacking party was Four Star Company or other commercial competitors. Now that I think about it, the techniques used by those people were extremely sophisticated.It's just that I have been in and out of databases in various countries all year round, and I am used to these advanced technologies, so I don't think too much about them for a while.After that attack, the old members of the company were arrested for betraying company information.

Li Feng was still Li Feng at that time, and he had told Guo An that he was also shocked.Zhang Quan has never said this, but it is understandable. For the sake of internal security, it is common for departments like the National Security Department not to share some information at all.