After the black moonlight washed the white, all the crematoriums [Transmigration Book]

After the system finished speaking, it opened that memory.

A picture instantly flooded Lin Xingcheng's mind.

It was an afternoon in early autumn, the weather was neither hot nor cold, and the sun was just right.

Wearing a military uniform, he walked slowly to the gate of the barracks, and when he saw a black car also stopped, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.

The soldiers standing guard at the gate of the barracks saluted him solemnly, and he nodded in response.

The back door of the car was opened, and the person inside said "Sorry, I'm a bit late", he glanced at the other person, and replied "Oh" indifferently.

This person is Mu.

"Come up?"

The other party leaned forward, and after asking again, he got into the car unhurriedly, and looked a little unhappy.

The two sat side by side in the back seat.

He leaned his head on the back of the chair and stared straight ahead, as if he didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

The familiar scenery outside the barracks passed by, and a few naughty leaves fell off the branches and stuck to the car window.

The corners of his lips relaxed a little unconsciously, and suddenly he heard the other party say, "Isn't the hat sticking to your neck?"

He didn't look at each other, but took off his military cap and put it on one knee.

The military cap was quickly picked up by someone, and he put it on the other person's lap, "Put it on my side, you can squint for a while when you are tired."

He finally seemed to be irritated by the other party's unenthusiastic attitude. He looked at Mu and raised his eyebrows, "How dare I say I am tired in front of the speaker? You are still so energetic after not seeing the speaker for a month. Aren't you busy?"

The other party finally smiled, looked at him, and whispered: "I was wrong."

he:"……"

Then the man approached his ear and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I shouldn't have put all my energy on work and ignored your feelings."

"..."

"It's not enough to just talk on the phone and video every day. I deeply understand and realize my mistakes." Mu continued, "Especially because I made an appointment to meet today, and I was half an hour late because of an impromptu meeting. wrong."

"..."

He looked at the other party, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other party was sincerely apologizing.The other party's attitude is sincere, but he always feels that the next sentence is "but I will dare next time"... This workaholic.

In fact, he himself is a workaholic.During military training exercises, he will also stay in the wild for ten days and a half months.

But who told the other party to disappear for a longer time, and repeatedly broke his promise and missed the movie he wanted to watch.

He glanced at the other party, "Oh, but I don't forgive."

The car stopped in a small park near the barracks.

They got out of the car and walked into the park together.walk.

The tree-lined path winds forward, some maple trees are planted at intervals on the grass on the left, and the wall on the right is covered with lush creepers.

The setting sun slanted down on the path through the bushes, casting mottled light and shadow.The pale yellow maple leaves swirl and fall with the breeze.

He deliberately walked faster, then slowed down and took a look to the side, observing the person he hadn't seen for a month.

Mu was wearing a tight dark three-piece suit, obviously just back from some important meeting.The white shirt, which was not much exposed, was pressed against the chest, the button was fastened below the Adam's apple, and a small badge was pinned to the collar of the suit.

The outer pattern is wheat ears on the left, laurel on the right, and a few initials in the middle-this is the emblem of the Union Parliament.

Seeing that he was a little far away from him, Mu took a step to hold his hand, but he avoided it.

He glanced back, and sure enough, there were four men in suits and leather shoes behind them—all of them were bodyguards of this man.

"Can't you leave them alone?"

I'm a major general, can't I even protect a single person?

The other party smiled, "Just holding hands, nothing to do. Major General Lin is still shy?"

He pursed his lips, "...you are afraid of death. You should customize an AI that looks exactly like you, and let him walk in front of you wherever you go, and attract firepower for you."

"Then even you can't recognize him, what should I do if I lead the wrong person?"

"It's wrong to be wrong. I mainly like your face, and I'm not very picky about the others."

He saw the other party smiled, "Fortunately, I don't have twin brothers, otherwise it seems a bit miserable."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "This is their job. If they are not allowed to follow, they will lose their jobs. In the future, I will try to ask them to stay away from me, or give them a pair of sunglasses with less light transmittance, so that they You can no longer see Major General Lin's shy face."

"..." He rolled his eyes, and suddenly moved closer to the other party, raising his head slightly, "Who is shy?"

After finishing speaking, he lightly tugged on the other party's suit, and suddenly pulled the other party in, "This is also very good, exciting enough."

The tips of their noses were almost touching, and he saw the other's gaze falling on his lips, and the light in his eyes gradually deepened.

He smiled lightly, picked up a maple leaf from the other person's shoulder, "I just want to help you take this off. Go back, don't you only have half an hour?"

He pushed the opponent, trying to distance himself, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and pulled back into his arms.

The waist of the dark green military uniform was tightly grasped.

His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively looked back at the four bodyguards.

As a result, the other party just smiled, and took out two thin sheets of paper from his pocket, "Let's go to the movies. I'm going to ask for leave tonight."

……

The memory ends.

Lin Xingcheng sat on the sofa, still a little bit overwhelmed.

System: "...Let me declare first, I didn't read the whole thing, I didn't read what I shouldn't, I just read the beginning. It turns out that Mu is not a twin, and he is also the speaker."

Lin Xingcheng closed his eyes.

Isn't it.There was only one Mu, who was his original teacher and one of the five major speakers of the alliance later. He didn't have any twin brothers at all.

And the relationship between them seems to be quite... intimate.

It's a pity that the memories are only fragments. He can't remember the other experiences about himself and this person, except that the other party was his teacher and they didn't have much contact with each other.

Lin Xingcheng's mood was a little complicated.

Why did the other party hide the fact that they knew each other a long time ago, and even lie to themselves that they are twin brothers?And what about the tomb in the cemetery...

And why both of them are in the dream world, one is for others to realize dreams, and the other is the supervisor.

System: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking about what happened." Lin Xingcheng thought for a while and asked, "How did you find this memory fragment, and can you find the others?"

"To tell you the truth, I happened to come across it." The system said, "After I entered the locked database, I found that all the data had only digital codes and no names. I randomly searched for some and found that they were the memories of different employees in different dream worlds. Fragment."

"There are countless documents and materials, and I don't know how the main system is classified, and there is no file name. If you want to find something targeted, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Lin Xingcheng: "Will it be sorted by time?"

"I've seen it, no. Some dream worlds that were created after you are in the same place as your memory."

"...Then it seems that we can only catch someone and ask them carefully." Lin Xingcheng said, and suddenly thought of something, "You and I will be erased before entering the dream world. What about the supervisor?"

"As far as I know, it seems to be..."

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

Good guy, even lost a pair of amnesia.

So that person had a memory error and thought he was a twin brother?

That seems interesting.

Lan Yichuan found Qi Yue.

The place where they met was a cafe set up by the military department, which was only open to the officers and their invited guests.

There are no other customers in the coffee shop now, Qi Yue is sitting on the single sofa, his long legs are stretched freely, and his black boots tap the floor leisurely from time to time.

He looked at his old classmate in front of him.

Lan Yichuan's condition is obviously not very good.The lips are slightly pale, the lower eyelids are somewhat puffy and have obvious dark circles, and the eyes are also bloodshot - signs of lack of sleep and physical weakness.

It was very different from the handsome and calm face in his memory.

Qi Yue stared at him, and asked tentatively: "What you said on the phone yesterday is true, are you sick?"

Lan Yichuan blinked his eyelashes lightly, and nodded.

"What's the matter, you've been fine with Lin Xingcheng for so long, why did he get sick after leaving?"

There was a wry smile on the other side, "It's a coincidence, or retribution. So you should like to hear it, and it's time to come."

Qi Yue raised his eyebrows, "Then what's your condition now? Is it serious? You seem to be in worse condition than him after he got sick?"

How long can I live?

"It's not very good." Lan Yichuan said, looking at the coffee in front of him, "My head always hurts irregularly, I can't sleep very well, and I don't dare to touch drinks containing sex at all. It doesn't work for me, and the sepsis will be brought under control with traditional medical methods."

"The situation sounds very bad." Qi Yue sighed, "I haven't found it for many years, and I saw you like this."

"I'm here today..."

Before Lan Yichuan could finish speaking, Qi Yue interrupted again: "Does he know that you are also sick?"

Lan Yichuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he was referring to Lin Xingcheng.His eyes dimmed, and he shook his head, "I don't know."

"Oh. Why didn't you tell him, he has more experience with this disease than you, maybe he can tell you some ways to relieve the pain..."

Lan Yichuan pursed his lower lip, but did not speak.

He didn't want Lin Xingcheng to know about the illness, because he didn't want the other party to see how shameful and embarrassing he would become like this one day.

Qi Yue tasted his expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"As far as I know, the virus was first infected by people in the military," Lan Yichuan said, "so I want to ask you about their situation. Where did the virus come from, what was the reaction to the early infection, etc. Because The infection route is relatively simple, and the fatality rate is high, so we don’t have many samples to analyze, but I know the military must have relevant records, can you let me have a look, this will help in the development of drugs..."

Qi Yue looked at the person in front of him, was silent for a few seconds, and asked abruptly, "Lan Yichuan, what identity do you use to ask me such a confidential matter?"

Lan Yichuan paused for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Qi Yue continued to ask with a smile: "Are you here as a classmate?"

"But I seem to remember that you said that feelings are a burden to human beings, and you don't need them? Then the friendship between us as classmates has long been thrown away by you, right?"

"This is a bit difficult to handle. We are not relatives, so why should I help you?"

Lan Yichuan lowered his eyelashes slightly: "You can put forward conditions..."

"It's a pity that I don't seem to lack anything now, alas." Qi Yue smiled, picked up his coffee and took a sip slowly, "I'll think about it."

After finishing speaking, he took the communicator on the side and sent a message to someone.

After posting, he raised his head, "Why don't you beg me?"

Lan Yichuan's lips trembled slightly, and his five fingers unconsciously curled up under the table, "... What do you want?"

"Simple. Kneel down, let me feel your sincerity, feel your deep desire for the friendship between us now, and feel your regret for your ignorant remarks... Maybe that's all." Qi Yue said Looking at him, "How about it, isn't it difficult?"

After ten seconds of silence, Lan Yichuan slowly stood up.

It has always been his dream to overcome medical problems one by one.For this dream, he can sacrifice everything.And now his time may be running out.

What is it to give up your dignity in front of Qi Yue if you die every morning after hearing the Tao?

Qi Yue stared at him with interest, then his eyes penetrated him, and locked on the direction of the entrance of the coffee shop behind him, "Wait a minute."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the people standing at the door, "Xingcheng, you are here. Come quickly, Yichuan said he has something to tell you."

There was a buzzing sound in Lan Yichuan's mind.

From the corner of his eyes, Lin Xingcheng walked over and stood in front of him.

Qi Yue said: "You can kneel now."

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感谢在2021-11-2220:44:07~2021-11-2320:23:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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