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Qi Kuo poured the milky white milk tea from the milk pot into two glasses, took a sip, dug a spoonful of white sugar into it, stirred it, and took another sip. The milk tasted mellow and the tea fragrance overflowed.Satisfied, Qi Kuo put the two cups into the refrigerator and refrigerated them for an hour. When Yan Lang came to look for him, he could just drink iced milk tea.

Yan Lang knocked on the door, and Qi Kuo's voice sounded: "Come in." Yan Lang pushed the door and went in, seeing Qi Kuo standing blankly in front of the whiteboard, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I figured it out..." Qi Kuo said, his voice was empty and blank, "I figured it out..."

"What?" Yan Lang looked at the whiteboard, and scratched his head when he saw a string of garbled formulas.

"The law of space-time positioning." Qi Kuo said, he felt unreal and pinched himself hard.

Yan Lang knew nothing about advanced physics, so he asked, "Um, what do you mean?"

"Yes," Qi Kuo took a deep breath and said, "I can send you back to June 2087, 6." He looked into Yan Lang's eyes, his heart was pounding, and his expression contained no joy , "Timeline closure officially becomes an implementable plan."

Yan Lang asked: "Are you unhappy?"

"Happy." Qi Kuo covered his face with his hands, his voice leaked from his fingers, he couldn't tell what he was feeling, sadness and shock were intertwined.His life is like a train of cars galloping towards a cliff, without brake pads, and with the accelerator pressed to the bottom, he is dreaming of jumping over the abyss.

The keen wolf dog smelled sad, he didn't understand Qi Kuo's mental journey, he opened his arms around the researcher's shoulders, and generously offered a solid and reliable embrace.The warm breath surrounded Qi Kuo, Yan Lang said softly: "Don't worry, I will find you."

Qi Kuo didn't speak, and kept rubbing his wet eyelashes on Yan Lang's side face. His hands rested on Yan Lang's shoulders, and his usual indifference and reservedness were all set aside. Qi Kuo hung on Yan Lang's body like an octopus. The seam is so tight that it is about to squeeze into the opponent's flesh and blood.

Yan Lang interpreted Qi Kuo's strangeness at this moment as a lack of security, so he hugged the researcher more indulgently, and patted Qi Kuo's back regularly with his palms, just like a way to comfort a child.Obviously he has no memory of the past and knows nothing, but he trusts him wholeheartedly and promises firmly.

"Do you want to look at the stars?" Yan Lang asked, "Now go to the surface and see the Milky Way, right?"

"I can see it." Qi Kuo said, he put his arms around Yan Lang's neck and didn't let go, "I made milk tea and it's in the refrigerator."

"Then... let's go eat first, and then go outside to look at the stars?" Yan Lang proposed.

"We can see the stars without going to the surface." Qi Kuo said, "How about the milk tea?"

Yan Lang moved a step, Qi Kuo didn't feel the slightest sense of letting go, and the honest wolf dog walked towards the refrigerator with a heavy load. The distance of two or three steps gave him a sense of solidity as he walked one step at a time.

"I can't open the refrigerator door." Yan Lang said, "Would you like to stand behind me?" Qi Kuo clings tightly to him, but Yan Lang doesn't hate it, and waits for the snake to be tied up in a different position.

Qi Kuo let go, stood aside, and watched Yan Lang open the refrigerator.Two glasses were placed on the table, Yan Lang picked up one and raised his head to take a sip, took a sip of the taste, and said, "It's delicious."

Qi Kuo was relieved before Yan Lang asked, "Is this your first time making milk tea?"

Qi Kuo nodded, and Yan Lang praised: "As expected of a genius." Faced with the wolf dog's sincere praise, Qi Kuo was convinced that if he had a tail, he could turn into a propeller and fly out of the dungeon.

Before going to the cafeteria to eat, Yan Lang put the milk tea in the refrigerator in the dormitory, and drank it slowly when he came out after eating.Qi Kuo returned the milk pot to the cafeteria staff, and ordered two beef hot and dry noodles along the way.

Yang Yi passed by the young couple's table with a plate, put it on the long table on the other side of the aisle, and said to Yan Lang: "Officer Yan, I have sent your medical report to your communication number, remember to read it when you are free. "

"How is it overall?" Qi Kuo asked.

"Generally healthy, some old injuries were found." Yang Yi said, "Keep warm."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Yang." Yan Lang said.

Qi Kuo picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth, frowning slightly, recalling the scene of the two quarreling in the past.

Qi Kuo has always disapproved of Yan Lang going out to work. He thought that Yan Lang, who studied investigative studies, only needed to do some work similar to back work.Unexpectedly, Yan Lang took over the task of hunting down the smuggler without telling Qi Kuo, and almost died with the smuggler during the hunt.

Qi Kuo still remembers the beach in midsummer, the jagged rocks, a figure lying on a wooden board, his breath was weak, and he didn't know how long he had been baked by the sun.Qi Kuo followed the search team without eating, drinking or sleeping, his eyes were bloodshot, and he groped along the coastline inch by inch. He never thought that Yan Lang would die, how could Yan Lang die.

Qi Kuo can't remember the feeling of looking for Yan Lang at that time. No matter whether he was tired or thirsty, nothing could compare to the anxiety and fear of not seeing Yan Lang. The moment he saw the figure lying on the beach, Qi Kuo's first reaction was It is hesitation.Is that Yan Lang?Is it the real Yan Lang, or a false illusion that his brain uses to comfort him?

The first to touch Yan Lang was the accompanying emergency personnel. Qi Kuo stood chaotically on the periphery of the crowd, watching the others wash Yan Lang's face and check his pulse and heart rate.

Large pieces of gold, iron black, and blue make up all the memories of Qi Kuo and Qi Kuo on the day when Yan Lang was found.

It was also that day that Qi Kuo realized that Yan Lang had run through the first half of his life.His childhood, middle school, university, his love, beliefs, hobbies, no one knows such complicated information about Qi Kuo, it's like cutting a piece of Qi Kuo's soul and sticking it on Yan Lang's body.

The old injury Yang Yi refers to is the penetrating laser wound that grazed the epidermis of Yan Lang's heart.

A door of the emergency room, Yan Lang is inside, Qi Kuo is outside.Qi Kuo didn't remember exactly how long he had been waiting. Most of his thoughts were about reading encyclopedias to Yan Lang when he was a child, about the rows of model airplanes in the bookcase window, about Yan Lang at the airport smiling and calling Brother Qi while dragging his suitcase.

As for the quarrel, Yan Lang who pushed out of the emergency room opened his eyes and the first thing he said was an apology.Qi Kuo was frightened by the sudden anger, he held tightly to the iron decoration at the head of the bed, lest he lose control of his emotions and wring Yan Lang's head off.But Yan Lang had obviously never seen Qi Kuo's extremely angry posture, his eyes widened in surprise, and he retracted himself under the quilt.

"Brother Qi." Yan Lang said, interrupting Qi Kuo's memory, "I'm done eating."

"Oh." Qi Kuo put down his chopsticks, he had no appetite, barely finished the noodles in the bowl, stood up and took the tableware to the leftover place.

"Go to the communication room?" Yan Lang asked.

"Go to your dormitory." Qi Kuo said, "My bracelet has access to the communication room and can directly project."

Yan Lang blinked and said, "There are forests and crickets on the surface."

"My bracelet can also imitate trees and crickets," Qi Kuo said.

It seems that Qi Kuo really didn't want to go to the surface, Yan Lang didn't understand why, but he obediently followed Qi Kuo back to his dormitory, the first thing he did when he stepped into the room was to take a sip of the milk tea in the refrigerator.

Qi Kuo sat by the bed to adjust the permissions of the bracelet and connected to the projection equipment in the room. He said, "Turn off the lights." The surroundings were pitch black, and there was the sound of Yan Lang swallowing milk tea.

Yan Lang said, "Brother Qi, I can't see where the bed is."

Qi Kuo turned on the light helplessly, Yan Lang sat beside Qi Kuo with a glass in one hand, and said, "Okay."

The dome light went out again, the sound of insects became weaker and stronger, the ceiling was smudged like a bit of ink, and the starry sky appeared, not a whole arc of sky, but a vertical Milky Way in the middle of the shade of two dense trees.The dense stars are inlaid in the sky, and the starlight flickers alternately. A gust of wind blows, the treetops shake, and occasionally there are huge birds flying across the clear sky.

"There are no clouds tonight." Yan Lang raised his head, "It feels like I moved the bed outside."

Qi Kuo adjusted the coordination of the air conditioner and the picture, as well as the surround effect of the sound, the sound of wind, insects, bird wings flapping, and leaves shaking. With the adjustment of parameters, the rich sound levels will decorate the comfortable bedroom into an excellent imitation Outdoor stargazer.

After Yan Lang drank the milk tea, he put the glass on the bedside, and lay on his back on the bed to relax and enjoy the forest and stars.Qi Kuo lay beside Yan Lang, with his arms on Yan Lang, and yawned slowly.

"It's more comfortable than using the communication room." Qi Kuo said, "It only needs a little debugging skills." The point is to be able to hug Yan Lang in a real way, which is called a romantic date.