Hearing Ji Yu's question, although Song Qinglan didn't know why, she restrained her relaxed tone: "What is Minister Wang?"

Minister Wang of the Tianqiongjiang City Branch.

Female, fifty-three years old, with a gentle temperament, she can be considered vigorous and resolute in doing things, and she is easy to throw the cup when she gets angry.

Ji Yushi clearly remembers her frown and smile, including the smell of perfume on her body.

However, why did Song Qinglan say that the surname of the head of the Jiangcheng branch was Qi, and there was only one?

During the monsoon season, had a bad premonition in heart, and all kinds of thoughts were intertwined in mind. What went wrong? Is it because they were still in the process of being hijacked and didn't really come back, and the sky gave them hallucinations and let them enter a new mission? Or did his memory go wrong, and the phenomenon of overlapping and chaotic memories occurred again?

The expression on his face was tense in an instant, and he unconsciously turned pale. The tension and hesitation in his eyes alternated. This was the first time Song Qinglan saw Ji Yu.

Song Qinglan groaned in her heart, thinking of the psychological evaluation report during the monsoon season.

Even people with a firm mind and a strong character who have experienced those unimaginable worlds will have different degrees of psychological trauma. Everyone in the Sky Seven Team has more or less a little sequelae, some they can realize, some They are lurking in their subconscious, but they are all in a controllable state. Therefore, the branch decided to give them a three-month long vacation.

But it's different during the monsoon, and the expert's evaluation result for him is: perfect.

Song Qinglan was the captain, and he was there during the meeting. Experts were not optimistic about the result, because Ji Yushi was like a student who had memorized the answers. No matter how he answered, he got high marks, but not because he really knew it.

The two have gotten along a lot of tacit understanding. Song Qinglan took a step forward and supported Ji Yushi's shoulder, and couldn't help but lower her voice: "Consultant Ji, what did you think of?"

Ji Yushi pursed his lips tightly, and reluctantly said, "I want to... wake up first."

Saying that, Ji Yu took out his medicine box from his pocket.

There is no benefit to taking too much of that medicine, but the complexion is really bad during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan immediately turned around and returned to the ward to get a glass of water. Before she came out, she had tested the temperature of the water with the back of her hand: "It's warm."

During the rainy season, he took out one tablet and put it in his mouth, then took the water from Song Qinglan's hand.

He took a sip, raised his head, rolled his Adam's apple on his slender neck, and took the tablet smoothly. He moved eagerly.

He was thin and slender, with fair complexion. At this time, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, straight and clean. It was the same suit he wore when he first came to Jiangcheng. When they met for the first time, Song Qinglan felt that during the rainy season, it was like a pine tree beside a snowy lake, but at this time, she felt a trace of fragility in this cold feeling.

Do you often use drugs to stay awake during the monsoons?

Or, only occasionally?

There are not many people on this floor of the medical center, and there are very few people in the corridors.

In the monsoon season, after taking the medicine, he closed his eyes and stayed quietly for more than ten seconds. Of course, the medicine cannot take effect so quickly, but it can give people some psychological comfort.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes regained some clarity. Seeing that Song Qinglan was still standing beside him with concern, he said, "Captain Song, do you remember the person who arranged our mission or the person who seconded me to Jiangcheng? who is it?"

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Team Song! Advisor Ji!"

The teammates came laughing and joking, and all of them packed up their things.

Zhou Mingxuan said, "What are you two doing here? Wait for us?"

Tang Qi wrapped his arms around his brother's neck and smiled, "Didn't you, Team Song, go with Minister Qi and the others, and come here to wait for us?"

Song Qinglan said naturally: "I made a special trip to wait for you? You have such a big face. I'm here to wait for Consul Ji."

Everyone: "Cut! Differential treatment!"

A group of tall and big young people, once the mission has no serious and tense atmosphere, they become soldiers. If they are placed outside, passers-by will see them take a detour.

Everyone was talking nonsense, but they were all joking. It was obvious that everyone was in a good mood.

"Consultant Ji is a foreigner. I don't have a car, so I have to pick him up." Song Qinglan said as a matter of course, "Besides, not only is Minister Qi treating guests to dinner tonight, but also a farewell party for Consultant Ji."

After dinner, we will go back to Ningcheng during the rainy season. The ticket is for the afternoon.

Everyone thought of the fact that they were about to leave Team Sky Seven when it was raining.

The seven people entered the elevator noisily.

When Ji Yu was standing in the corner, Li Chun leaned over and said, "Consultant Ji, will you miss us when you go back?"

"Hey." Duan Wen said, "Consultant Ji is thin-skinned. You can see that he is unhappy now. It's clearly separation."

During the rainy season: "..."

Except for Li Chun, all the seven teams had cars. Li Chun always sat in Duan Wen's car. They all got out of the elevator on the first floor and went to the command center to pick up the car.

Song Qinglan went out a few times earlier, so the car was parked in the underground parking lot.

After everyone left, Ji Yushi followed Song Qinglan all the way to the negative floor.

The underground garage is not too cramped. When walked to a place, the light above head suddenly flickered, and one of the lights was broken.

Ji Yushi was stunned for a second or two.

In the underground passage of Runjin Building, the hanging lamps, the pale hands reaching out to them, and the endless gunshots all appeared in his mind at an inopportune moment, out of control.

But in just a second or two, the picture dissipated.

Song Qinglan interrupted him.

"Here." Song Qinglan opened the car door, "Get in the car."

This is a light silver-gray sports car with smooth lines, and the paint reflects the bright light, quietly dormant in the parking space.

Song Qinglan changed into her casual clothes, her black eyes were smiling, and she walked to a stop next to the car, like a car model.

When Jiyu got into the car, he fastened his seat belt: "Are you rich, or are you a rich second generation?"

Song Qinglan is not a low-key person in private, his family background and ability all form part of his domineering personality. He started the car and drove it up in a loud voice: "That must be a personal pocket. Look, we are treated so well here. Are you tempted, consultant Ji? I can give you half of the money I swallowed."

Taking off the skin of the guardian captain, young men are no different from ordinary people, except that the conditions are better.

Song Qinglan wears a watch with a simple dial on her wrist. Someone at home happens to have such a watch during the rainy season, but the price is not simple at all. The big hands that easily controlled the Xia shotgun when they were out of the mission were clearly articulated. At this time, they were holding the steering wheel loosely. Somehow, Ji Yushi thought of the feeling of his hands being held by them.

The impression is that it is very warm and powerful.

He answered Song Qinglan's ridicule, "No, I'm afraid of going to jail."

Song Qinglan expected this answer long ago, so she stopped joking, and instead replied: "The captain's annual salary is good, and he has also made some investments."

The car drove out of the medical center and out of the sky.

Passing the barrier on the road, Song Qinglan brushed her face and turned her head to see Ji Yu, who was squinting in the sun, a little lazy.

The morning sun is not too harsh, let it bask slantingly during the monsoon season, and the eyes follow the speed of the car to pass through the bustling street scene of Jiangcheng.

He was very quiet, probably because the medicine had taken effect, his expression was much better than when he was outside the ward just now, and he was much more awake. The group of people who were in the way were not there. Song Qinglan wanted to ask about what Ji Yu was going to talk about just now, but was interrupted again by the ringing of the phone.

It is the monsoon season.

I just got mobile phone during the rainy season, and haven't had time to report to family that they are safe. It is estimated that family has been notified.

He glanced at who the caller was, and the tightness at the corners of his eyebrows loosened again: "Hello?"

who is it?

Song Qinglan looked ahead.

As soon as Ji Minyue heard his voice, he took a deep breath: "I finally came back. I thought you were really lost. I almost apologized in front of my father. He killed me."

Ji Yu's tone was also relaxed: "Bloody."

Ji Minyue: "Xiao Ji, don't dislike the blood, Lao Ji thinks he can really do it for you. After so many years, he never mentioned that I shouldn't help you enter the sky, except for the one time he hit me. I've been scolded to death by him this month. If you don't come back, I'll really smear Ningcheng with blood. Mom will see me pitifully and help me, and he will be even more angry."

Ji Yushi said: "You should usually let him have some, don't compete with him all the time."

Hold on? Compete for favor?

Song Qinglan: "..."

Song Qinglan is a person who doesn't like to listen to other people's privacy, and just wants to drive seriously.

The car drove fine, but at a big intersection on the road, encountered a red light that lasted for 120 seconds.

Song Qinglan propped her temple with one hand, and her fingers on the steering wheel followed the red light numbers to count down the seconds, tapping them one by one.

Ji Minyue has briefly talked about a lot of trivial matters at home, and can resist the desire to continue: "What time is the ticket?"

Ji Yushi said, "Two o'clock."

Ji Min made more calculations: "Then it should be after four o'clock when you really get home. You rest at home today and come back tomorrow? I'm afraid that if you come back today, they will harass you."

During the rainy season: "Okay."

"It's done." Ji Minyue said, "Then it's settled. I'm going to school tonight, there is a party, and by the way, I'll bring the cat back to you."

During the rainy season, miss cats.

Of course, when he left, he didn't really take the cat to the Ningcheng branch for his colleagues to feed, but sent it to Ji Minyue ahead of schedule. After walking for a month, his masters didn't know if they missed him, but he guessed they did.

There is nothing more relaxing in the world than cuddling a cat. Just to talk about it, the corners of the lips are slightly curved during the rainy season.

He asked his brother, "Then what time do you come over at night?"

Green light.

Song Qinglan drove the car out again, turned left, and merged into the new traffic flow.

Ji Minyue said, "Before seven o'clock."

Ji Yushi asked, "Did you take a shower?"

"Knowing that you came back today, your sister-in-law took it to wash yesterday." Ji Minyue still didn't know about him, "Cleanliness."

Ji Yushi said with satisfaction: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

hang up the phone.

During the monsoon rain, felt a strange silence in the car.

After talking to his family for too long after the disaster, he was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, Team Song, talking on the phone in the car."

Song Qinglan's handsome profile was a little stiff.

During the monsoon, he was more unrestrained than he imagined. Is it like this during the monsoon, or is it the whole group?

"It's okay." He couldn't hold back and asked, "Consultant Ji, you... that, how many?"

Master cat?

Ji Yushi replied, "Three."

Song Qinglan: "..."

He knew the orientation of Ji Yu Shi early tomorrow. When they were at the vending booth, Ji Yu Shi made it clear that he would go to Gay again. A person's ability and private life are two different things. Song Qinglan knows that when he appreciates the monsoon, it doesn't mean that he can point fingers at his life during the monsoon.

But, what's the matter with being a little irritable all of a sudden?

He didn't want to have such an emotional outlook during the monsoon season, he didn't want to fall in love so early in the monsoon season.

People should still be a little bit professional.

After arriving at the destination, Song Qinglan parked the car and resumed the previous topic: "Consultant Ji."

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, Ji Yushi happened to be looking at him.

Moist almond eyes, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and they seem to be very focused. The moment Song Qinglan turned her head, Ji Yushi looked away, as if nothing had happened.

Song Qinglan's heart skipped a beat.

That warm, strange feeling came again.

It couldn't be because he was leaving. Consultant Ji suddenly changed his mind. He was interested in the proposal to join Team Sky Seven, and he was embarrassed to speak.

Song Qinglan's palm was sticky, and she was sweating a little.

Putting his personal life aside first, he resumed his usual tone of voice: "At the medical center, what does it mean when you ask me if I remember who the person who seconded you was?"