cat?

Do you still keep cats during the monsoons?

But that's not the point. Song Qinglan didn't want to meet other people, so he confirmed to Ji Yushi: "That's good, no one will come to look for you, right?"

Ji Yushi is confused: "Who will come to me?"

Song Qinglan said, "Your three men—"

He stopped, feeling that the word "boyfriend" was inappropriate to describe those relationships, so he put it another way, "male friends."

Originally, Song Qinglan thought that "the one who was very clingy" was just one person, so Ji Yushi was hesitant about the requirement to join Team Sky Seven. He didn't intend to make it difficult for others, and it was entirely up to Ji Yushi to make his own choices. But since he knew that there were three people in the family during Ji Yu, not one, he knew that these relationships were very unhealthy. For example, Lin Xinglan of Team 9 had a very chaotic private life.

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

During the rainy season, his pupils opened slightly: "..."

Three male friends?

Song Qinglan said coldly, "No matter who it is, no matter how clingy it is, I don't recommend him to come here." After speaking, he glanced at Ji Yushi, "We should be busy tonight."

Wait, Ji Yushi seems to suddenly understand something: "Song team, do you think I have three boyfriends at the same time?"

Shocked when the monsoon rains.

He recalled the various exchanges he had had with Song Qinglan since they met, and realized some conversations that might lead to misunderstandings, but was it because Team Song was too good at brainstorming, or were straight men such talents?

Can't blame their gay reputation for being so bad?

Song Qinglan listened to this question a bit strange, what do you mean by "what do you think"?

Ji Yushi put away his shocked expression, pressed his fist to his lips and seemed a little angry, and seemed to be holding back a smile: "Well, there were originally three. But I was about to tell you that my three 'boyfriends' have also changed. become one."

Seeing Song Qinglan pursing her lips tightly and her expression stiff, she seemed to have written resistance all over her body when she heard these things about homosexuality. Ji Yushi had no choice but to see prejudice in Song Qinglan with her own eyes.

He now somewhat believes in so-called homophobia.

"Three becomes one, but it's still a new one." Ji Yushi put down his hand and said slyly, "I was a little unhappy at first, and I couldn't bear the original three, but the double memories are superimposed, how did this new one meet and have feelings for it? How deep I thought about it all at once, and found that I still like it very much. It is strong and good-looking, and I was almost out of breath last night, so I still want to hug it. "

Song Qinglan frowned, "..."

Captain Song, the straight man of steel, turned around and left: "Don't tell me this."

Ji Yushi stood there for two seconds, but Song Qinglan turned around and walked back.

Song Qinglan was over 1.9 meters tall and had long legs, which made her feel extremely oppressive.

That day, his handsome and handsome face had a bit of suffocation, and when he walked towards Ji Yushi with a heavy look, Ji Yushi's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily took a step back.

What is Song Qinglan going to do?

Wouldn't it be that he didn't say anything, arousing the other party's unpleasant experience with homosexuality?

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

The streetlights stretched their shadows.

Standing in front of Ji Yushi, Song Qinglan almost still gritted her teeth, but she managed to control her emotions.

He looked down at Ji Yushi's face, and said, "Can you love yourself a little more?"

So is taking medicine.

So is love.

Love yourself a little bit.

When the monsoon rains, I am astonished.

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 she didn't use much force.

Like a drum in the heart during the rainy season, it taps lightly.

Song Qinglan stood a little further away and ended the conversation with this punch, and said impatiently, "Let's go."

When Ji Yu's heartbeat gradually calmed down, he heard himself say, "Okay."

The two went upstairs together. They met the neighbor's wife in the elevator. The other party greeted him: "Xiao Ji, are you back from a business trip?"

In the monsoon season, before graduating from college, he moved out of Ji's house 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 can be considered familiar.

When the monsoon rains, he politely says yes.

The neighbor's wife had to raise her head to see Song Qinglan's face, and asked with a smile, "Is this your friend? He's really tall and handsome."

Song Qinglan looked at her, probably because she was in a bad mood, she didn't bow her head much, and looked arrogant: "Thank you."

Ji Yushi thought to himself, he was really not humble.

The neighbor's wife covered her mouth: "Oh, the voice is also very nice."

Song Qinglan was really satisfied now: "You really know how to talk, no wonder you have a particularly friendly temperament. Are all the neighbors in this community with such excellent aesthetics?"

Neighbor's wife: "Isn't that true? Look at the greening here and the lighting here, all of which are the plans negotiated by the owners. What kind of people live in what kind of place, look at Xiaoji again, who will go out? I don't know he is the owner's representative here. Hey, let me guess, are you Xiao Ji's boyfriend?"

Song Qinglan curled the corners of her lips: "It really isn't."

During the rainy season: "..."

Very good, Song Qinglan managed to bring him back to reality from his mentally chaotic state.

He was crazy and couldn't imagine such a dialogue.

When got out of the elevator, scanned iris in front of house during the rainy season.

The white door opened, and with a sound of "meow-", a soft orange object jumped from a height and acted like a spoiled brat at him.

There is actually a cat.

As soon as Song Qinglan entered the door, the cat arched its back towards him, and made a creepy "woooo" sound from its mouth. He laughed, "Is this the meaning of not being touched?"

Ji Yushi stepped forward to pick up the cat, and gave him two strokes to comfort him: "I usually don't have anyone here, and it hasn't seen many strangers."

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 would be as cold and alienated as he is, without any human touch. Or, as the monsoons show in battle, even the house is sharp and decisive.

In fact, the house is full of fireworks.

The dark brown solid wood floor, a few chandeliers that don't know from what era, and just like the rumors about the monsoon in the sky, the paper books piled up on the walls, and if you buy them again, you may really be full of them. no place.

Blankets were piled on the beige fabric sofa, throw pillows and black and white game consoles that were very precious during the monsoon rain, as if they had been squeezed out under certain circumstances, and it was a mess.

Combined with the messages sent by the two of them the night before, this scene could easily lead to inappropriate associations, and Song Qinglan quickly looked away.

Other than that, there is almost no trace of other people's lives in the house.

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

These days, there are very few such things as photos.

But just like the books that fill the house during the monsoon, these chronological things naturally appear here - in fact, this also explains the identity of a recorder during the monsoon.

I heard 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 the guardians who do not have any rewards, and often attracts the envy of the guardians.

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

Ji Yushi was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, far from the coldness of today, with a childish look in her eyes, and she was very well-behaved.

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

If the person who became smaller in the Khaos mission was the monsoon...

"Team Song." Ji Yushi's voice sounded, "What would you like to drink?"

Song Qinglan followed the sound and walked away.

This house has an ingenious layout and is connected everywhere, as if it was designed to facilitate the entry and exit of cats.

During the monsoon season, the cat had been shut down in a short period of time, and he had also changed into cotton and linen home clothes. He was standing in the kitchen washing a cup. Because he lowered his head, the soft and white back of his neck looked long and elegant.

"Coffee, thank you."

Song Qinglan said.

During the rainy season, he put the cup away, found the grinder, poured coffee beans into it, and moved very skillfully.

Song Qinglan sat on the high stool, one long leg resting on the ground easily: "It's fine if there is no housekeeping robot, there is not even a robotic arm in the kitchen, the coffee machine is also a semi-automatic model, and everything is done by yourself. Consultant Ji, you are really living a retro life. ."

Ji Yushi remembered one thing: "When we were on the PU-31 mission to select weapons, you said the same thing, why?"

At that time, they were not familiar with each other, so when Ji Yu chose the diamond bird, Song Qinglan commented that.

Song Qinglan said: "One is that there are rumors that your family can't fit all the books, and the other is...that day I came to you for training, and I happened to bump into you deserting. In the Sky Dome class, you not only didn't pay attention to the class, but also focused on playing Tetris. "

So when Song Qinglan said that he was very retro, he was actually mocking him for being extravagant?

Song Qinglan was alert: "You won't write it down in a small book, right?"

Ji Yushi was speechless, so he didn't have time to turn over the old accounts: "You came 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 your attention. I thought you were not thinking about making progress, and you were really messing with tasks."

During the rainy season: "..."

It turned out that the misunderstanding came from this.

Made two cups of coffee during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan picked up a cup and poured it into the other cup: "Consultant Ji, it's already night, you drink less. We need you to rest well and have a clear mind."

When the season was raining, the current light blue was obvious, and Song Qinglan was not much better.

Song Qinglan took a sip. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the hand-ground coffee is indeed more fragrant and fragrant: "I have tried not sleeping for three days at the highest record, it's just a trivial matter."

During the rainy season: "Four days."

Song Qinglan: "?"

Have you ever tried not to sleep for four days during the rainy season?

Ji Yushi stopped talking and took a sip of coffee: "Do you want something to eat?"

Song Qinglan said, "No, I used dinner on the train, but it didn't taste very good."

The chef hired by the grandfather's family with a high salary heard this and was afraid that he was about to cry.

Ji Yushi nodded: "Then we can start the discussion now."

Based on another memory during Ji Yu, he explained in detail the process of Minister Wang's secondment to Jiangcheng, how he was hijacked to the Ouroboros mission in the A-level mission sent by Minister Wang, and then the Chaos mission, Intercepted by Minister Qi.

Apart from the difference between the person who first loaned him and Song Qinglan's memory, the main difference in their memory is in the task of Chaos: According to Song Qinglan, the team they met in Chaos was the one in his memory. Minister Qi.

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

Song Qinglan pondered and said, "First start the analysis with your 'primitive memory'. You said that we entered the rainforest and saw the skeletons of the 12th team in the sky by the stream, and then I told you that the 12th team in the sky has disappeared. Fifteen years."

In another memory, they also found the skeletons of the Vault Twelve Team next to the stream, but Song Qinglan didn't mention the matter of "disappearing for fifteen years", but was surprised at why seniors were buried here.

During the rainy season, I have a headache: "Yes."

Song Qinglan said: "Then, after the destruction of the Rainforest Mirror World, Team Qi appeared. Our memories diverged here. You know that he is Team Qi who has been missing for fifteen years, but to me, he is Team Qi. Younger version of the minister."

It is true in the superimposed memory.

Ji Yushi pursed his lips. Questions that are usually easy to analyze are now entangled in his mind like a paste.

Song Qinglan, on the other hand, seemed to be able to perceive all his thoughts, and put it out accurately: "Whether there is anything in my memory about the 'Twelve Vault of Heaven's disappearance for 15 years', at least we can be sure of one thing, that is what I have. The 'young version of Minister Qi' that he thought was a member of the Sky Twelve Team, right?"

During the rainy season, she nodded like a good child, very honest.

Song Qinglan turned on the holographic projection: "The important thing is that there is another Xie Si'an, and we can't ignore his existence."

Ji Yushi watched Song Qinglan stretch out his finger and drew a dot on the projection as he had done in the past.

Song Qinglan said, "Xie Si'an is the key for us to know the time. He was not in the rainforest, because he accidentally entered the city after betraying his teammates, and he met us after he came out. Based on our time and his time, it can be calculated that we and He does have a fifteen-year time difference, right?"

Ji Yushi replied, "Yes, you can say that."

The roles of the two seemed to be switched in an instant.

This kind of feeling is very strange. It was the first time in Jiyu that felt the feeling of being led to clarify thoughts.

Song Qinglan may not have as many wild guesses as him, or the knowledge reserve he was forced to keep because he was hard to forget, but his logic was also excellent, and his mentality far surpassed anyone else's.

Ji Yushi had no doubts at all, even if the result of their analysis was that they had the sequelae of time-traveling, and they were really crazy, Song Qinglan could take him to Tianqiong Medical Center for treatment calmly.

Song Qinglan narrowed her black eyes: "Then—"

As he wrote, he said: "Assuming that the time point when the Vault 12 team disappeared is point 'A', and the point we arrive at Chaos is point 'B', no matter whether we are sent by Minister Wang or Minister Qi to carry out the task , there are fifteen years from point 'A' to point 'B', that is to say, in at least one reality, the matter of 'The Vault Twelve Team has been missing for fifteen years' really exists. The problem arises , 'The Vault Twelve Team has been missing for fifteen years', Minister Qi as the captain did not exist in these fifteen years, then, who is in power in these fifteen years?"

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

He received an encrypted document.

The mobile phone is still on the projector, and when it rains, he looks away: "Is it convenient to watch?"

If it is personal privacy, it is not very good.

Song Qinglan didn't dare to show anything, and there was only one person who sent him documents at this time.

He said naturally: "It was originally for you to see."

Song Qinglan unlocked the lock and opened the information.

In the holographic projection, both of them saw the content 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 blink of an eye, Song Qinglan frowned and answered her own question unconsciously.

Song Qinglan blurted out, "It's Minister Wang."