Mist - Chapter 45

cat?

You keep a cat during the rainy season?

But this is not the point. Song Qinglan doesn’t want to meet other people. He confirmed to Ji Yushi: “That’s good, no one will come to you, right?”

Confused during the rainy season: “Who will come to me?”

Song Qinglan said: “Your three men—”

He stopped and felt that it was not appropriate to use the term “boyfriend” to describe those relationships, so he changed the term, “male friends.”

Song Qinglan originally thought that “the one at home who was very clingy” was just one, so it was only during the monsoon rains that she had scruples about the request to join the Seventh Sky Team. He didn’t intend to be tough anymore. He made his own choice during the monsoon rains. If he was really reluctant to feel emotions, then he didn’t want to join the Seventh Sky Team. But since he knew that there were three people in the house during the monsoon rains instead of one, he knew that these relationships were very unhealthy. For example, Lin Xinglan from Team Nine had a very messy private life.

But the monsoon season is different. Here in Song Qinglan, whether or not he cares about the health of these relationships during the monsoon season, he cannot agree with such a lifestyle.

When the monsoon rains, the pupils are slightly open: “…”

Three male friends?

Song Qinglan said coldly, “No matter who it is, or how clingy, he is not recommended to come over.” After that, he glanced at the season rain and said, “We should be busy tonight.”

Wait, it seems that something suddenly understood during the rainy season: “Team Song, do you think I dated three boyfriends at the same time?”

Shocked during the rainy season.

He recalled the various exchanges between him and Song Qinglan since they met, and realized some conversations that might be misleading, but is this the Song team too good at brainpower, or are straight men such talents?

Can’t you blame them for the bad reputation of Gay?

Song Qinglan heard this question a bit strange, what do you mean by “what do you think”?

Putting away the shocked expression during the monsoon rain, pressing his fist to his lips seemed a little angry, and seemed to be holding back a smile: “Well, there were originally three. But I’m about to tell you that my three’boyfriends’ have also changed. It’s one.”

Seeing Song Qinglan’s lips pressed tightly and her expression stiff, she seemed to resist hearing these things about homosexuality all over her body. During the rainy season, she had no choice but to see prejudice in Song Qinglan with her own eyes.

He somewhat believes in the so-called homophobia now.

“Three changes to one, it’s still a new one.” Putting down his hands during the monsoon rains, he said slyly, “I was a little unhappy at first, and I was reluctant to bear the original three, but the double memory was superimposed, how did I get to know this new one? I remembered how deep it was and found that I still like it very much. It is so strong and looks good. It was so heavy that I was out of breath last night, so I still want me to hold it.”

Song Qinglan frowned: “…”

Captain Song, a straight steel man, turned around and left: “Don’t tell me this.”

Standing in place for two seconds during the monsoon rain, Song Qinglan turned around, turned and walked back.

Song Qinglan was 1.9 meters tall, tall and long legs, and she was already very oppressive.

On that day, his heroic and handsome face brought a bit of sorrow, and when he walked toward the monsoon season with a deep look, he let his heart miss a beat during the monsoon season, and he involuntarily took a step back.

What is Song Qinglan going to do?

Isn’t he always the one who evokes the unpleasant experience of homosexuality?

In the quiet ground parking lot, there were only two of them at this time. As soon as they retreated during the monsoon rain, they ran into the door of the off-road vehicle behind them.

The street lamp stretched their shadows.

Song Qinglan stood in front of the monsoon rain, almost still gritted her teeth, but she was able to control her emotions.

He looked down at Ji Yushi’s face, and then said: “Can you cherish yourself more?”

Take medicine too.

So is love.

Cherish yourself a little.

Stunned during the rainy season.

Before he could speak, Song Qinglan raised her hand.

“Bang”, there was a soft sound behind the ear.

It was Song Qinglan’s fist that smashed on the roof of the car, as if to vent, but didn’t use much force.

Like a drum in my heart during the rainy season, lightly beat.

Song Qinglan stood a little farther, ended the topic with this punch, impatiently: “Let’s go.”

My heartbeat gradually calmed down during the monsoon rain, and I heard myself say, “Okay.”

The two went upstairs together, and met the neighbor’s wife in the elevator. The other party greeted him: “Xiao Ji, have you come back from a business trip?”

During the rainy season, I moved out of Ji’s family before graduating from university and bought this house to live alone.

Although he is not good at socializing, the neighbor’s children often come to play with the cat, so he is considered familiar.

It is polite to say yes during the rainy season.

The neighbor’s wife had to look up to see Song Qinglan’s face, and she smiled and asked, “Is this your friend? She is really tall and handsome.”

Song Qinglan looked at her, probably because she was in a bad mood and didn’t bow her head very much. She looked arrogant: “Thank you.”

During the rainy season, I was really not humble.

The neighbor’s wife covered her mouth: “Oh, the voice is also very nice.”

Song Qinglan is really satisfied now: “You really can talk. No wonder you have a particularly friendly temperament. Are you neighbors who have such a beautiful aesthetic in this community?”

Neighbor’s wife: “That’s not it? Look at the greening here, and the lights here are all the plans negotiated by the owners. What kind of place to live and what kind of people, you look at Xiao Ji, who will go out? I don’t know that he is our representative of the owners. Hey, let me guess, are you Xiao Ji’s boyfriend?”

Song Qinglan curled her lips: “It’s really not.”

During the rainy season: “…”

Very well, Song Qinglan successfully brought him back to reality from the state of confusion.

He couldn’t imagine such a dialogue even though he was crazy.

Out of the elevator, the iris was scanned at the door of the house during the monsoon rain.

The white door opened, “Meow-“, a group of soft orange objects jumped from a height, acting like a baby at him.

There really is a cat.

As soon as Song Qinglan entered the door, the cat arched his back to him, making a sly cry of “Woo” in his mouth. He was funny: “Does this mean not to be touched?”

During the rainy season, he took a step forward and picked up the cat, and slapped it twice to express comfort: “I usually don’t have many people here, and it hasn’t seen strangers much.”

Song Qinglan regretted that she had never met a cat who liked him in this world.

Taking the cat to another room during the rainy season, Song Qinglan looked at the house.

He thought that the house during the monsoon rains would be as cold and alienated as him, impersonal. Or, as shown during the battle during the monsoon, even the house is full of fierceness and determination.

In fact, this house is full of smoke and smoke.

Dark brown solid wood floors, a few chandeliers that I don’t know when they came back, and, like the rumors of the sky about the monsoon season, the paper books on the wall are full of paper books. If you buy it again, you may really be full. No place at all.

There are blankets on the beige fabric sofa, pillows and black-and-white game consoles that are very precious during the monsoon rains on the ground, which seems to be squeezed out under certain circumstances, and it is messy.

Combining the messages sent by the two the night before, this scene is prone to make untimely associations, and Song Qinglan quickly looked away.

Besides, there are almost no traces of other people’s lives in this house.

Song Qinglan didn’t want to sit down on the sofa, and didn’t want to stand stupidly, so she walked a few steps in the house, and then saw the picture frame hanging on the wall.

In this era, there are very few things like photos.

But just like the books piled up in the house during the monsoon rain, these chronological things naturally appear here-in fact, this also interprets the identity of a recorder during the monsoon rain.

It is said that the recorder will be rewarded after performing the task, and can make payment transactions through legal means, and purchase favorite items without affecting the history. This is different from guardians without any rewards, and often attracts the envy of guardians.

There are four people in the photo, it looks like a family of four.

It was only about fifteen or sixteen years old during the monsoon rains. It was far less cold than it is now. There was childishness in her eyes and she was very well-behaved.

If she were younger, she might be mistaken for a little girl.

If the person who gets smaller in the Kaos mission is during the monsoon…

“Team Song.” The voice sounded during the rainy season, “What would you like to drink?”

Song Qinglan followed the sound.

The layout of the house is clever, and it is accessible everywhere, as if it was designed to facilitate the passage of cats.

During the rainy season, the cat has been closed for a short time, and he has changed into a cotton and linen house suit. He is standing in the kitchen washing cups, because he lowered his head and a soft and white back neck looks long and elegant.

“Coffee, thank you.”

Song Qinglan said.

Put the cup in the rainy season, find the grinder again, pour coffee beans into it, and move very skillfully.

Song Qinglan sat on a high stool, with one long leg relaxed on the ground: “It doesn’t matter if there is no housekeeping robot, there is no robotic arm in the kitchen, and the coffee machine is also a semi-automatic style. Everything is done by yourself. Consultant Ji, you are really retro. .”

One thing came to mind during the rainy season: “When we selected weapons on PU-31 mission, you said the same, why?”

They were not familiar at that time, and they picked the Diamond Bird during the monsoon rains. Song Qinglan said that.

Song Qinglan said: “One is that the books in your house are too piled up, and the other is…I came to you for training that day, and I happened to run into you for a short run. In the Skyscraper professional class, you not only did not listen to the class seriously, but you also focused on playing Tetris. “

So Song Qinglan said at the time that he was very retro, but she actually mocked him for ostentation?

Song Qinglan was alert: “You won’t write it down in a small book, right?”

During the rainy season, I was speechless, so I didn’t have time to turn over the old account: “Have you come to me for training?”

“Yeah.” Song Qinglan recalled what happened at that time, and found it quite interesting, “I didn’t know you at that time, and I didn’t know that you needed to divert attention, thinking that you weren’t aggressive, you were really messing with tasks.”

During the rainy season: “…”

This is how the misunderstanding came about.

Made two cups of coffee during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan picked up a cup casually and poured it a little into another cup: “Consultant Ji, it’s already night, you drink less. We need you to rest well and have a clear mind.”

In the monsoon season, the light blue is now obvious, and Song Qinglan is not getting better.

Song Qinglan took a sip, not knowing whether it was a psychological effect, the hand-ground coffee was more fragrant and rich: “I have tried not to sleep for three days. It’s just a trivial matter.”

During the rainy season: “Four days.”

Song Qinglan: “?”

Have you tried not sleeping for four days during the rainy season?

During the rainy season, he stopped talking, and took a sip of coffee, “Do you want to eat?”

Song Qinglan said: “No, I used dinner on the train, but it didn’t taste very good.”

The chef hired by my grandfather’s high salary was afraid to cry after hearing this sentence.

Nodding during the rainy season: “Then we can start the discussion now.”

Based on another memory during the monsoon rains, he explained in detail the process of Minister Wang’s secondment to Jiangcheng, how he was hijacked in the A-level mission sent by Minister Wang to the Ouroboros mission, then the Kaos mission, Intercepted by Minister Qi.

Except for the difference between the person who first seconded him and Song Qinglan’s memory, the main difference in their memory was in the Kaos mission: According to Song Qinglan, the Qi team they met in Kaos was what he remembered. Minister Qi.

It was from here that the memories of the monsoon season were superimposed, so that he couldn’t tell whether they were in a parallel world or a real reality.

Song Qinglan thought, and said, “First start the analysis with your’primitive memory’. You said that we entered the rainforest and saw the skeletons of the Sky Twelfth Team by the creek. Then I told you that the Sky Twelve Team has disappeared. For fifteen years.”

In another memory, they also found the skeletons of the Tianqi 12 team beside the stream, but Song Qinglan did not mention the “missing for fifteen years”, but was surprised why the seniors buried their bones here.

Some headaches during the rainy season: “Yes.”

Song Qinglan said: “Then, after destroying the mirror world of the rainforest, Team Qi appeared. Our memories are divided here. You know that he is the Team Qi who has been missing for fifteen years, and to me, he is Qi. The young version of the minister.”

This is true in the superimposed memory.

During the rainy season, he pursed his lips, a problem that was easy to analyze at ordinary times. At this time, he entangled his mind like a paste.

However, Song Qinglan accurately put forward as if he could perceive all his thoughts: “Regardless of whether there is in my memory the incident of the’Sky Twelfth Team’s missing for fifteen years’, at least we can be sure of one thing, that is what I have done. The’young version of Minister Qi’ that he thought was confirmed to be a member of the Sky Twelfth Team, right?”

During the monsoon rains, a good-looking child nodded like a child, very honest.

Song Qinglan turned on the holographic projection: “The important thing is that there is another Xie Si’an. We can’t ignore his existence.”

During the rainy season, she watched Song Qinglan stretch out her finger and drew a little on the projection as he did in the past.

Song Qinglan said: “Xie Si’an is the key to our time. He was not in the rain forest because he accidentally entered the city after betraying his teammates and met us after he came out. Through our time and his time, we can calculate that we and His is indeed a fifteen years time difference, right?”

Answer during the rainy season: “Yes, you can say so.”

The roles of the two seem to have changed in an instant.

This feeling is very strange. For the first time in the monsoon rains, I experienced the feeling of being clarified by others.

Song Qinglan may not be as good as his unforgettable bold speculations, and perhaps not as good as his unforgettable knowledge reserves, but the logic is also good, and his mentality far exceeds anyone.

During the monsoon rains, there was no doubt that even if the results of their analysis were that they had the sequelae of time and space travel, they were really crazy, Song Qinglan could calmly take him to the Tianqi Medical Center for treatment.

Song Qinglan squinted her black eyes: “So–“

As he wrote, he said: “Assuming that the time when the Twelfth Sky Team disappeared is point’A’, and the point where we arrived at Kaos is point’B’, whether we were sent by Minister Wang or Minister Qi to perform the task. , There is fifteen years from point’A’ to point’B’. That is to say, in at least one reality, the fact that the’Sky Twelve Team has been missing for fifteen years’ really exists. The problem has arisen. ,’The Twelfth Sky Team has been missing for fifteen years’. Minister Qi has not existed as the captain for these fifteen years. Then, who has been in power during the fifteen years?”

At this moment, Song Qinglan’s cell phone rang.

He received an encrypted document.

The phone is still on and the projector is turned on, so look away during the rainy season: “Is it easy to see?”

If it’s personal privacy, it’s not so good.

Song Qinglan didn’t dare to show it to others, not to mention that there was only one person who sent him documents at this time.

He naturally said: “It was originally for you.”

Song Qinglan released the lock and opened the data.

In the holographic projection, both of them saw the contents of the data.

It was a middle-aged woman in her early fifties, wearing a pair of pearl earrings, with a gentle temperament, looking at the camera with a smile in her eyes.

In the flash of light, Song Qinglan frowned and answered her own question unconsciously.

Song Qinglan blurted out: “It’s Minister Wang.”