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Chapter 49
Ji Yushi's reaction was very light, and there was little hesitation in saying this sentence from his mouth, as if he had thought about it thousands of times in his heart, and there was no burden at all.
This is so abnormal.
This is simply not like the usual monsoons.
Song Qinglan raised a trace of anxiety: "How come you don't? You have parents, colleagues, friends, and you have a brother - didn't we meet him at the entrance of the corridor?"
During the confrontation between the two, it was as if he was trapped by something during the rainy season. Every part of his body was tense, and he couldn't even hear his breathing.
Hearing the question, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, but his expression didn't change much.
Apparently a little shaken.
Seeing his reaction, Song Qinglan said again, "Otherwise, you still have contacts. If you disappear, what will happen to them?"
It's really unbearable for a straight man to change three into one.
Song Qinglan felt that it was inappropriate to say this. This example is not good.
He paused, quickly skipping it and trying to get to the point: "Everyone has their own reality, and everyone has their own life. Think about it, don't you have a real reality? One thing you want to accomplish the most? For example, a dream you haven’t had time to realize, a lifelong pursuit, if you give up now, then what are those years of hard work—”
The words came to an abrupt end here, Song Qinglan was stunned on the spot, because Ji Yushi's eyelashes trembled slightly again, and a tear slipped from the eye socket at a very fast speed.
Song Qinglan had never seen anyone's tears fall so quickly and so simply.
In addition to being shocked, his heart suddenly clenched, and it hurt a lot.
Song Qinglan was only thinking about it now, what does it mean that there is no such reality?
Isn't life in the monsoons not as happy as you imagined?
Such extremely pessimistic words came out of the mouth of the monsoon rain, indicating that it is not just an emotional catharsis, it is very likely to be a fact.
He was the one who should be annoyed and aggrieved, but Song Qinglan felt at a loss when she learned of such a thing, and she was even a little panicked when she couldn't organize her language for the first time in her life.
He raised his hand and put it down again.
Song Qinglan was annoyed, damn, why hasn't anyone taught him how to comfort others? !
During the monsoon, he was not crying.
Those tears are physiological, like a handful of snow shaken off the tip of a pine leaf by the wind, it disappears when it falls into the snow, and it disappears after only one drop.
It's more of an instinct than crying.
I don't know why, they were so close, but Song Qinglan found that she couldn't touch Ji Yushi's face like this, and couldn't wipe away her tears for Ji Yushi.
It seems that as long as he touches the monsoon rain, something strange will be completely shattered.
The eyes that were bright in the light during the rainy season just looked at him like that.
His eyes were wet, but he looked colder than ever. Ji Yushi said, "I can have everything I want here when I am here."
Song Qinglan: "But you don't belong here!"
Ji Yushi just repeated: "It doesn't matter which reality I am in."
This is crazy.
"Ji Yu!"
Song Qinglan didn't hold back. He wiped the other party with his thumbs with his thumbs. He didn't know why he was hot in his heart, and his fingers trembled a little.
If you understand what, Song Qinglan is not thinking now, just sinking, "Very important!! You are very important! Even if you don't have the reality as I said, you still have us. I, Chun'er , Duan Wen ... There are six people in the seven teams waiting for you. You can't disturb your mind by a phone call. This fuck is fake- "
One phone call.
These words fall into the ears when they fall into the rain.
Suddenly, his pupils were slightly open, and then gradually, the whole person was relaxed with the naked eye.
"fake."
He says.
The tight strings in the brain were broken, and Ji Yu's mind gradually returned, as if he had lost all his strength, and fell on Song Qinglan's shoulder: "Song Team, the phone ..."
Cold was dependent on, and Song Qinglan froze.
The other party almost rushed into his arms.
The nasal cavity smelled a faint aroma, from the hair of the Ji Yu.
Ji Yu didn't seem to be inappropriate. He gasped, and he had a cold sweat on his body after waking up.
He was afraid.
If Song Qinglan does not catch up with him, he may really fall into that fatal attraction.
Ji Yu was buried on Song Qinglan's shoulder, and said quickly and briefly: "There is a problem with that phone. It seized what the most wanted in my heart. After I hung up, there was only one idea in my mind, and that is don't. It is not important, the only important thing is to get it. "
The crisis was lifted, and it turned out to be the phone.
Song Qinglan was relieved: "Fuck."
This posture made his chin standing at the top of Ji Yu's head, telling him not to know how to respond.
When Ji Yu didn't move, he had to barely raise his hand on the back of the other party: "Just wake up. We have to tell the old section immediately to make them be vigilant."
Ji Yu said "um", but still didn't move.
Song Qinglan was about to let go.
A few seconds later, the posture was changed, and his teammates were in a bad mood, and he fulfilled his obligations with peace of mind.
She was loosened, and Song Qinglan asked angrily: "What double -seam experiments were still discussing at the moment, and the next moment turned around, more scum than Li Chun. Consultant Ji, what attracted you on the phone? "
In fact, Song Qinglan wanted to know what Ji Yu had experienced, what kind of life lived, and why he was pessimistic to say such pessimistic words such as "I don't have such reality".
However, they seem to have not yet reached the point of nothing.
Ji Yu's sullen voice replied: "It's my lifelong pursuit."
When the other party spoke, the heat sprayed on his neck, which was crispy and itching.
When people woke up, I still remembered what he heard when he was confused. Song Qinglan's heart was swept away like a fluttering feather, which was a bit funny: "What is that?"
As soon as the words fell, Song Qinglan was pushed away by Ji Yu.
"Thank you." Ji Yu turned his face ruthless when he slowed over, and he had recovered the calmness of usual. "Maybe it's three boyfriends or something.
What Song Qinglan said just now, "You still have the object of communication, what would happen if you disappeared?", The word "their" is very particular about it.
Ji Yu heard that he felt spicy ears. He didn't expect Song Qinglan to be so attached to this misunderstanding.
The view of emotions was insulted, and Ji Yu was too lazy to remembers to compete with straight men, so he deliberately blocked him with this.
Song Qinglan frowned: "You ..."
"I love myself very much." Ji Yu took back the topic when he talked indifferently. "The Minister Lin on the phone told me that our task rated it, and the score was high."
Suddenly, his arms were empty, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.
Song Qinglan simply stacked his hand on his chest, proudly: "Fake, task rating cannot be so fast."
Ji Yu Shi: "I know it will not be so fast."
The two walked inside, and they had to buy tickets again.
The surrounding passengers were in a hurry, and occasionally looked up at them with strange faces.
After a farce, Song Qinglan calmly stared at the people who had just grabbed back. Now they already know that this reality is definitely more complicated than their imagination.
If you do n’t pay attention, the other party is attracted.
Song Qinglan: "The reason why you was bewildered is because of the task rating?"
"Yes." Ji Yu explained while walking, and seemed to hesitate to continue. "After the task rating, the points are superimposed. I can get the reward I have."
What rewards are so seductive, the will not be firm when Ji Yu is seductive, and even if it is true or false, he throws off his teammates and run away.
The sky has the integration mechanism.
In the sky, the superposition of points not only means higher rating and higher glory, but also means that it can exchange points for more advanced tasks and contact the core of Tianqiong. It is extremely important for future career development and life planning.
A person with a individual rating reaches a super star can be promoted to an auditor and holds the power of any time and space.
And a recorder of a personal rating reaches a super star ... has not yet appeared in the history of the sky.
Although the work of the recorder is relatively safe, it is tedious and lacks mobility. In the face of the duplicate process of historical suffering, it can only be indifferent and be a real onlooker. This is particularly testing a person's tolerance and endurance, so there are not many people who are promoted to one star.
Before the task, Song Qinglan knew that Ji Yu was about to be promoted from two stars to one star. Although it was not super one star, there would be rewards. Song Qinglan did not know what the recorder's reward would be, but the good cultivation made him not ask directly.
Ji Yushi is different from every player in the seven teams. He is not a person who is easily willing to reveal his heart. Even analysis and finishing will only do it without being completely confident.
At first speaking in the face of the tail snake mission, it was also a matter of overcoming Ji Yu.
The two walked towards the ticket machine.
Ji Yushi handed his identity card to Song Qinglan to buy the ticket for the next train, and suddenly glanced at the opponent's right hand back, palm and swollen trace of bumps.
Song Qinglan had nothing to do, and the slender fingers quickly pressed the transparent panel, which was not convenient to see the action.
Does it hurt?
It must be painful.
Ji Yu suddenly thought that from his leaving the carriage to the found by Song Qinglan, the other party did not blame him.
Their current situation is completely related to themselves.
Regardless of what this reality is, at least for Song Qinglan, after being intercepted from the Clasitan mission, this is Song Qinglan's reality.
First of all, the person who asked was him. The other party worked hard to collect the information, and then came to Ningcheng to discuss countermeasures -this still did not have a clue at all, and the other party did it. Then, Song Qinglan was forced to think of the superimposed memory, overthrowing his own reality, and to find a solution with him, but he was left halfway.
Song Qinglan did not reveal a little panic and retreat until this time.
But he really didn't panic at all?
No one in the world knows the feeling of chaotic memory and unclear reality than Ji Yu, and Song Qinglan's heart is firm, and he is also a flesh and blood.
Song Qinglan finished the ticket and asked, "If you need this reward, then the guardian can take the high -level task to points faster, why would you choose to be a recorder?"
"Because of the recorder, the task of completing 100 recorders is the test of this reward, so I can only be a recorder."
As soon as the words were exported, Ji Yu discovered that he answered Song Qinglan's question.
Trust is mutual.
It may not be so difficult to open your heart.
A suspended train passes through this small station.
In the hustle and bustle, Song Qinglan turned back.
"I was adopted." Ji Yu lowered his eyelids during the rain, and the eyelashes cast a shadow. "I want to return to the scene of the homicide of my father more than ten years ago."