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Speaking of another timeline, at 2088:9 am on September 17, 10, Qi Kuo stood in front of the starting platform and tapped the red button to confirm the shuttle.

The spherical hatch closed slowly, and the two ring wheels inlaid with blue light strips crossed to form an X shape. The ring wheels were extremely narrow, slender and elegant, and turned like blue fire blades.The rotation of the ring wheel drives the spherical capsule to rotate, and the speed catches up with the speed of light for a while. The spherical capsule collapses into a black fist-sized point, and then expands to its original shape.

Li Yan, Wei Hao, Wang Xingshan, Yang Yi, and Qi Kuo stood in the room, and a room of top researchers watched the shuttle cabin nervously and excitedly, without blinking their eyes, for fear of missing some subtle abnormalities.

The abnormalities that followed were not subtle. The roar of a bell hit everyone's eardrums, as if someone had smashed their heads on a gong or drum, hitting the soul directly, making people look dazed.

Although Qi Kuo had previously used a fraction of a gram of astatine to do a shuttle experiment within a minute, and verified that the merger of the old and new timelines had almost no side effects, he still did not dare to take the nearly one-and-a-half-year merger of timelines lightly. Facts have proved that his concerns are true. correct.

Seen from the fourth dimension, the time-line is the high-speed train, and the speed is comparable to the high-speed rail.The lifespan of human beings is like a mayfly, and reincarnation is between pitching and pitching.The old and new timelines are merged, just like two high-speed trains occupying a track. If you are lucky, even if you don't die together, you will end up with a bad ending.

The roar that shocked the soul was not a sound, but a shock wave generated by the collision of two timelines, affecting all passengers on the train.The luck of the new timeline is strong, but the old timeline is weakened. One high-speed rail derailed, and the other high-speed rail was not much better, and it was moving forward crookedly.

Qi Kuo was stunned by the shock wave, and when his consciousness was blurred, he heard a bird call, which was close at hand, clear and sweet, not a clumsy imitation of a machine at all.He struggled to open his eyes, moved his fingers, touched the warm skin, and shivered.

A cold towel was placed on Qi Kuo's forehead, and Yan Lang worriedly reached out to touch Qi Kuo's cheek.Last night, Qi Kuo had a sudden high fever, nausea and vomiting, and Yan Lang couldn't sleep well all night. He wiped himself and cooked porridge. He vomited once while serving Qi Kuo at six o'clock in the morning. Yan Lang leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep in a daze. He was worried about Qi Kuo, he was not sleeping deeply, and woke up when he was touched by cold fingers.

Today is September 2088, 9 in the new timeline, which happens to be the day when Yan Lang entered the shuttle.

Over the past year, many things have happened.Yan Lang was secretly commended by the Republic, and submitted an application for job transfer to the Financial Crimes Division to go to work in Beijing.Qi Kuo was also commended and promoted to Beijing First Institute of Physics to devote himself to the research of quantum teleportation.

The merging of the old and new timelines has led to constant disasters of all sizes around the world. Even though human beings have worked together to fight against the disasters, the global population has still dropped to 42 billion, and there is no variation in the living creatures, maintaining the status of human overlord on the surface of the earth.

At the same time, the consciousness of the old timeline is projected onto the human beings in the new timeline. People dream about what they saw and heard in the old timeline, and wake up with the picture of the new timeline. Many people are in a trance and need psychological intervention. For a while, the psychological counseling industry ushered in the spring.

Yan Lang didn't dream of the old timeline, he had already experienced the old timeline.Qi Kuo, like everyone else, can dream of new surprises every day. After waking up, his mood is not stable, and he is very sticky. Yan Lang drives Yan Lang to and from get off work every day.He was cold and self-sufficient, but in reality he was afraid of falling behind Yan Lang. The most outrageous thing he did was to apologize to Yan Lang in the acknowledgment column of the SCI paper he published.

Yan Lang doesn't pay attention to the academic world. This news was spread on the Internet by good people, and it became a good talk for a while. Is this academic romance]. ISI (American Institute for Scientific Information) deliberately sent Qi Kuo's paper to Yan Lang's mailbox. With meticulous research, indifferent typesetting, and a red heart that didn't fit in, when Yan Lang received the email, he was embarrassed and happy, and his head was buried into the elbow.

Due to job changes, the two moved from Taiyuan to Beijing, and the research institute gave them a two-bedroom apartment, which was very close to Qi Kuo's work place, just across the road.However, Qi Kuo sent Yan Lang to work every day and made a detour to the research institute, and the Baixia Research Institute was very kind.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival last year, Lin Hexiang listened to Yan Lang's news and waited around the airport. He caught Isaiah, a gray rabbit who was a multinational mercenary, and got a second-class merit. After that, he always invited Yan Lang to dinner every time he traveled to Beijing.

Today is no exception. At ten o'clock in the morning, a phone call woke up Yan Lang, who was leaning on the bedside to sleep. He reached for the phone, and dazedly swiped the answer button: "Hello?"

"Yan Lang, I'm at Beijing South Railway Station." Lin Hexiang's voice came out of the receiver happily, "Have dinner together tonight?"

"...No." Yan Lang said, "My family members are sick, so I have to take care of them at home."

"Ah... Your big brother is sick?" Lin Hexiang asked, since Qi Kuo sent SCI to Yan Lang to apologize, the name big brother has spread all over the country, and it has become the code name for Yan Lang's friends to call Qi Kuo.

Yan Lang said: "He has a fever. If he still has a fever today, I will send him to the hospital."

"...Oh, okay then." Lin Hexiang said, "Let's get together next time."

"Okay." Yan Lang hung up the phone, reached out to touch Qi Kuo's forehead, the temperature was not as high as yesterday, he picked up a semi-dry towel, squatted down, put it in a basin to soak, took it out and wrung it dry, raised his head, Qi Kuo half-opened his eyes to look at Yan Lang.

"Do you feel better?" Yan Lang put a wet towel on Qi Kuo's head, "I asked for leave today, and I also took sick leave for you. What would you like to eat?"

Qi Kuo stretched out his hand to hold Yan Lang's hand, and the cold hand touched the warm one. He said, "I dreamed that I would start the shuttle to bring you back." He was weak from the illness and spoke intermittently, "Scared me to death. gone."

Yan Lang frowned slightly, leaned forward, and rubbed Qi Kuo's temples: "I almost forgot, don't think about it anymore."

"How could I not want to." Due to illness, Qi Kuo's temper became soft and childish, he half-lyed into Yan Lang's arms, closed his eyes and said, "I almost lost sight of you."

Seeing and seeing are all in Yan Lang's hands. If Yan Lang directly arrests Carlos at the Biochemical Institute to protect human beings, and Qi Kuo dies at the airport to save people, a difference of one thought will separate heaven and man forever.Qi Kuo knew the result, but gave Yan Lang the right to choose. He only wanted Yan Lang to live in an ordinary world, with sky, sunshine and birdsong.

But he didn't want to leave Yan Lang either, he thought over and over all night, seeing the day when the shuttle was built getting closer, he swallowed the arsenic as honey.Qi Kuo's fear, fear, and reluctance all exploded when he pressed the confirm button, and the negative emotions he thought about day and night were projected onto Qi Kuo in the new timeline, which was the source of the high fever.It was difficult for the body to tolerate so many depressed and dull emotions for a while, and coupled with the progressive foreshadowing of the dreams every night before, the sudden high fever almost didn't scare Yan Lang out of his mind.

"I've always been by your side." Yan Lang hugged Qi Kuo tightly, "I won't lie to you, and you shouldn't lie to me again."

Qi Kuo put his hand into Yan Lang's palm, clasped his fingers together, and said weakly, "I won't lie to you."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Yan Lang said, "I recently learned how to steam eggs with shrimps."

"Just steam the eggs." Qi Kuo said, "Shrimps are troublesome to make." Yan Lang has always been afraid of trouble, and Qi Kuo engraved Yan Lang's little habits into his soul.

"Okay." Yan Lang got off the bed, stepped on his slippers and stepped into the kitchen.

After knocking and beating, Yan Lang held a bowl of bright yellow steamed eggs, with a few drops of sesame oil, a pinch of chopped green onion and three to five sesame seeds in the center of the custard.Qi Kuo took the spoon from Yan Lang and asked, "It looks good, who did you learn from?"

"My mother." Yan Lang said, "She said you like to eat steamed eggs. I knocked over your model when I was a child, and she kept you from being angry with a bowl of steamed eggs."

Qi Kuo dug a spoonful of egg custard and put it into his mouth. It was tender and delicious. He pursed his lips and said, "It's not all because of steamed eggs." Kissing on Qi Kuo's face, he kissed Xiao Qi Kuo, who thought he was mature, with a big blush, just as Yan Lang's mother handed over a bowl of steamed eggs to make amends, Qi Kuo took this opportunity to go down the steps, saving Xiao Yan Lang from rushing up to kiss him again .

Yan Lang asked: "Is it delicious?"

Qi Kuo dug a spoonful and stuffed it into Yan Lang's mouth: "Taste it."

Chapter 44 Loving you is a proposition of a lifetime

On New Year's Day in 2089, Yan Lang and Qi Kuo took a plane back to Hohhot. The elders of both families neither objected nor agreed with the child's choice.As early as a few years ago, the two went home together to celebrate the New Year. The old people could see through, not expose it, and pretended not to see it, waiting for the children to confess themselves.

The delicate calm was broken by Yan Lang's words, he looked at his mother: "Mom, I want to go to Singapore with Brother Qi during the Chinese New Year."

"Go." Ren Xiaofei peeled an orange and gave half of it to Yan Lang.

"Let's go get married." Yan Lang said.

Ren Xiaofei stopped peeling the oranges, and she smiled: "Why are you guilty?" She knew her son's little tricks best, whenever Yan Lang felt uncomfortable, he had to find something to hold the oranges, and now his son quickly picked up the oranges. Crushed in the hand.

"I," Yan Lang swallowed, "I'm afraid you won't agree."

"Don't you agree that I can let you bring Xiaoqi home every year for the New Year?" Ren Xiaofei snorted, "You really look like your father, a blind man."

Yan Lang glanced at Yan Pengle who was cheerfully chopping vegetables in the kitchen, shrugging his shoulders.

Ren Xiaofei put the leftover melon seeds into Yan Lang's palm, and said, "If you want to go, go, I see that you have been dawdling for so many years, and none of the results are inappropriate."

"Wife." Yan Pengle's voice came from the kitchen, "It's your turn to cook."

"Let me cook, Uncle." Qi Kuo started the pot and heated up the oil.

Ren Xiaofei called Yan Pengle to her side, and said to Qi Kuo, "Okay, let's have a taste of Xiao Qi's craftsmanship today. Xiao Lang, come and help Xiao Qi."

Yan Lang walked quickly into the kitchen with small steps, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Kuo looked at him and asked, "What did Aunt Xiaofei say?"

"My mother said I resemble my father." Yan Lang said.

Qi Kuo couldn't help laughing, and said, "Is this a compliment or a detriment to you?"

"Usually when she says I look like my father, it hurts me." Yan Lang said, he leaned behind Qi Kuo, hugged the researcher's thin waist with both hands, "Let's go to Singapore to get married during Chinese New Year!"

Qi Kuo imitated Yan Lang's catchphrase and said, "Good."

"Alright." Yan Lang continued.

The procedures for registering a same-sex marriage in Singapore are not troublesome. Taking pictures, signing, and obtaining the certificate, Yan Lang looked at the newly-arrived marriage certificate over and over again, but couldn't see why.

Qi Kuo led him to sit on a wooden chair by the park. Singapore is worthy of the title of Garden City, with clean and tidy streets and a mild and comfortable climate.Qi Kuo took out a velvet box, opened it, and found a pair of rings, he said: "I'm married, get a new ring."

Yan Lang touched the ring on his ring finger reminiscently, remembering that a long time ago, he woke up after his memory was cleaned, and he didn't know the past. You took my ring for the first time, where did you put it?"

"Put it together with my ring." Qi Kuo said.

"Ah." Yan Lang said, "What would I do without you."

Qi Kuo didn't understand where Yan Lang came to his conclusion, he said, "You can live well without me."

"It's not as good as it is now." Yan Lang said, he flipped through the marriage certificate, put it in his pocket, and reached for the ring in the velvet box, "I'll help you put it on."

The two put the rings on each other and put the old rings into the box. Qi Kuo said, "Let's go back to the hotel."

"?" Yan Lang stood up, "Don't you want to take a walk around, this park is very beautiful."

"What are you doing for a stroll, go back to the bridal chamber." Qi Kuo said.

The curtains were drawn, the overhead light was turned off, leaving only a dim night light, sweat was streaming from Qi Kuo's forehead, this posture was both swollen and deep, he let out an unbearable gasp, and hugged Yan Lang's shoulders tightly.After tossing and tossing for two hours, Qi Kuo had a sore throat and back pain, Yan Lang thoughtfully kissed his temples, and asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Qi Kuo glanced at him, knelt on Yan Lang's waist to rest, and said, "I can't walk."

"I can hug you." Yan Lang said.

Even though Qi Kuo was unwilling, he still honestly lay on Yan Lang's shoulders and was carried into the bathroom. He was five years older than Yan Lang, and he never admitted that he was old, but sometimes he had to admit that being young and physically strong is good.

During the shower, Yan Lang said, "The Unknown God Sect is almost completely wiped out."

"What?" Qi Kuo rubbed the foam and wiped it on Yan Lang's shoulders.

"In October last year, the higher authorities launched a series of actions against cults." Yan Lang said, "Including the group of mercenaries who appeared and disappeared, they were all thrown into the prison and knit gloves."

"When I went to Taiyuan for a business trip in November, I met Lele." Qi Kuo said, "It's still at work."

"I remember we said we wanted to raise a dog." Yan Lang said, taking the shower to wash off the foam on his body, "What do you want to raise?"

"Demu." Qi Kuo said, "It's a pity that Beijing doesn't allow large dogs."

"How about raising Springer?" Yan Lang said.

"Alright." Qi Kuo said.

The young couple went to Sanya for their honeymoon and returned to Beijing with red faces. When the plane landed, they saw Lin Hexiang waiting at the airport looking around.

"Yan Lang!" Lin Hexiang ran over, "Long time no see."

"Why do you come to Beijing on business every day?" Yan Lang asked.

"You don't want to see me." Lin Hexiang said.

"You just know." Yan Lang said.

Qi Kuo touched Yan Lang's head and said, "This is...?"

"My colleague, Lin Hexiang." Yan Lang said, "The one who caught Isaiah."

"Captain Yan gave me a first-class merit." Lin Hexiang said, "I am touched, so touched."

"Let go of me." Yan Lang withdrew the hand held by Lin Hexiang, "You came to treat me to dinner?"

"No, I'm waiting for the plane." Lin Hexiang said, "I'm flying back to Taiyuan at three o'clock in the afternoon. I heard that you landed at one o'clock in the afternoon. I came a little earlier."

"Oh good." Yan Lang said, "Let's go first, you continue to wait for the plane."

Lin Hexiang waved his hands eagerly and said, "Next time I'm on a business trip, I'll go to you for dinner!"

"Hmm." Yan Lang said perfunctorily.

The two walked towards the exit of the terminal, Qi Kuo squeezed Yan Lang's cheeks: "Why are you so fierce."

"...I'm not fierce." Yan Lang blinked in confusion, he touched the marriage certificate in his pocket, and became obviously happy, "I want to eat cake."

"Buy it on the way." Qi Kuo said, "Buy a whole sea salt lemon cake."

"And a bottle of shampoo." Yan Lang said, "There is no shampoo at home."

So on the way back, Yan Lang got a bottle of Sea Salt Lemon Shampoo and a Sea Salt Lemon Cake, and sat on Qi Kuo with satisfaction.

"Go buy a dog tomorrow." Qi Kuo said, "Would you like to contribute a name?"

"Wangcai?" Yan Lang said.

"..." As expected, Yan Lang's literary talents cannot be counted on, Qi Kuo said, "It's called Dragon Boat Festival." Dragon Boat Festival, like a street sign, is inserted at the fork in the old and new timelines. Walk to the end of life together.

"Okay." Yan Lang had no objection, "It's called Dragon Boat Festival."

The coffee-colored Springer named Duan Wu has big grape-like eyes, square ears hanging on the sides of his head, and his two front paws resting on top of the cardboard box. The puppy looks curiously at its two new owners.

"Dragon Boat Festival." Yan Lang pinched the puppy's ears, "Good morning."

The puppy was very enthusiastic, licked Yan Lang's fingertips with its pink tongue, and wagged its tail.

Qi Kuo bent down to lift the puppy out of the cardboard box, observed the puppy's flat belly, and said, "It's hungry."

Yan Lang poured the dog food into the bowl, mixed it with a bag of goat milk, the puppy jumped on the floor, ran to Yan Lang's side, and buried his head in eating.

"We will raise it for ten years." Qi Kuo said, "Ten years."

"It's only a dozen years, and it will pass soon." Yan Lang looked at the back of the puppy and said, "We will be together for decades."

Qi Kuo moved to Yan Lang's side and kissed his lover's temple: "It's only a few decades, it will pass soon."

"When we are old, we will go to the university as security guards." Qi Kuo said, "It's okay to sit by the pond and feed the geese, and help students write questions."

Yan Lang smiled and rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

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