Raven

After boarding the special plane, Chu Yu consciously assumed the duty of guard and did not stay in the cabin.When Wei Yanchuan received the news from Gong Zheng, his first reaction was to tell Zhao Qiaosheng, but when he turned his head, he saw that he was also looking at the terminal, with a strange expression on his face.

"what happened?"

"The spiritual power of the message from my dad has been analyzed. It is the spiritual power of a pure-blooded mermaid who has just grown up." Yan Shengping sat two rows in front of them, Zhao Qiaosheng subconsciously lowered his voice, turned his head to approach Wei Yanchuan, "Spiritual power makes me hurt because I'm almost at that stage."

"Is there any influences?"

"My mom said—" he explained, "My dad asked her, and my mom said it didn't matter."

The original words are of course not the case. Wei Yanchuan’s merman’s mother said that if the merman’s spiritual power is affected by the newly grown merman, the time of adulthood will be brought forward, but Zhao Qiaosheng is a mixed race, and it is difficult to determine the time of adulthood. It's not bad to be affected.

Zhao's mother also said that the pain Zhao Qiaosheng felt after being hit by spiritual power was far worse than when he was an adult.

That's far away.

Seeing these three words, even Zhao Qiaosheng couldn't completely control his expression. After experiencing it personally, he understood why he would definitely cry in pain when he said it.

Wei Yanchuan didn't know the inside story. From his point of view, Zhao Qiaosheng brought up his mother to increase his persuasiveness, so he didn't think much about it and passed the news he had received to him.

Zhao Qiaosheng read the news, then pointed forward, and then looked at Wei Yanchuan inquiringly, meaning that your father is here, can we discuss this?

Wei Yanchuan shook his head at him, saying that it is good that you know, now is not the time to discuss.

From VT-79 to Baucetus, it will take nearly ten hours to take the fastest special passage, and everything that can be prepared is prepared. Wei Yanchuan's method of wasting time is very simple-sleep in one sleep.

According to different itineraries, there are strict regulations on what kind of spaceship the general can use. Now the spaceship they take does not have a lounge, and they can only sleep on chairs if they want to sleep.

Wei Yanchuan flattened the back of the chair, turned his body sideways, and raised the blanket to cover half of his face to block part of the light. Not long after closing his eyes, his breathing slowed down.

The back of the front seat was also down, and the partition around the general's exclusive seat had been raised, and Yan Shengping seemed to be lying down and sleeping.

Zhao Qiaosheng adjusted the lighting to the weakest level, and reclined his chair to a position parallel to Wei Yanchuan.He covered the blanket, folded his hands neatly in front of his stomach, closed his eyes for a while, but didn't feel sleepy at all.

He knew what he was about to do was somehow dangerous—

It is public information that Yan Shengping is a person with mental powers. Zhao Qiaosheng has also seen him use mental powers to relieve pain for Wei Yanchuan.High-level psychics can conceal their presence. For example, Yan Shengping went to the second floor of the convenience store. When he was silent, no one noticed that someone was coming up.

Yan Shengping might come over at any time and approach without Zhao Qiaosheng noticing.But Zhao Qiaosheng couldn't help but opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Wei Yanchuan.

Wei Yanchuan was lying on his side facing him.

He buried half of his face in the blanket, breathing in the folds of the fabric, like a soft mountain wind, scratching at the tip of his heart like a feather.

Different from the sluggish and heavy heartbeat, Wei Yanchuan's breathing was extremely light and shallow. Listening to Zhao Qiao's voice, he always felt that his breath seemed to be unable to reach his lungs. Although it was gentle, it was enough to make one's heart tremble.

The more Zhao Qiaosheng looked at the blanket, the more unpleasant it became. He felt that Wei Yanchuan's covering method might smother him to death, so he reached out to pull the blanket down a little.

Zhao Qiaosheng's hand was held as soon as it touched the blanket, while Wei Yanchuan's hand stretched out from under the blanket was still cold.

Wei Yanchuan asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qiaosheng laughed suddenly: "Captain Wei," he chose such a title with a taste of memory, and his voice was also very low, "At this time, most people will ask what they are doing, not what's wrong."

Wei Yanchuan gave a good-natured "Yeah" and asked, "Then what are you going to do, Team Zhao?"

"Hand." Zhao Qiaosheng pulled out his wrist while talking, and then turned back, holding the crampon that hadn't been retracted into the blanket, "I'll keep you warm."

Wei Yanchuan watched his movements, was silent for a while and said, "Do you know what my dad asked me the day he first came here?"

Zhao Qiaosheng: "What?"

"He asked me if it was me who caused you to walk badly."

Zhao Qiaosheng: "...the amount of information is a bit large, is the general's idea so violent?"

"It doesn't really matter what the general thinks." In the subtle noise of the spaceship sailing, and in the dim light, Wei Yanchuan asked the question softly, like an ancient and alluring creature in mythology sending out dangerous temptations, "The important thing is what you think , do you still just want to... warm my hands?"

Zhao Qiaosheng propped up his body from the almost flat chair, suppressing his breath and voice, but he didn't suppress his eyes: "What do you think I should think? What can I think?"

"I don't care what you think." Wei Yanchuan also sat up, "Anyway, I've had an idea for a long time."

"Varied--"

what idea?

Zhao Qiaosheng's question was sealed with a kiss.

After a short kiss, Zhao Qiaosheng had time to feel Wei Yanchuan's lips were soft and warm, just like his hands, a little unhealthy cold, and it was over.

That little soft and warm touch was infinitely magnified in the blank mind, and gradually evolved into a blazing heat that made the ears red to the point of bleeding.

Wei Yanchuan pressed Zhao Qiaosheng's shoulders and pushed him back on the flat chair: "Here and now, don't have too many thoughts."

The flimsy convenience store owner looked down at Zhao Qiaosheng: "Now, what you should do is to sleep for jet lag."

Zhao Qiaosheng lay on the chair, looked up at Wei Yanchuan and smiled: "Do you think I can still sleep?"

"Go to sleep." Wei Yanchuan also lay down on the back, he said, "Replenish your energy before you have the strength to do other things."

Zhao Qiaosheng: "...Your words make me believe that you and General Yan are father and son, and they are violent enough."

Wei Yanchuan closed his eyes: "Stop looking for something to say, go to sleep, good night."

Although he didn't know what time it was, Zhao Qiao still said, "Good night."

During the ten-hour flight, it was really stupid to wake up all the way because of a kiss. Zhao Qiaosheng calmed down and closed his eyes to sleep. The second sleep skill was still there, and the falling asleep process was smooth and not tortuous.

Wei Yanchuan woke up from the notification that the spaceship was about to pass through the atmosphere. The scarred wound on his arm was very itchy. He wanted to scratch it half asleep, but he felt resistance when he raised his hand. At the same time, Zhao Qiao's voice came from the side: " Can't scratch—you've already wanted to scratch several times."

Wei Yanchuan had no impression at all, and sat up with his eyebrows pinched: "Almost there?"

Zhao Qiaosheng let go of his hand and continued to spread butter on the bread: "There is still half an hour," he asked, "Eat something?"

Wei Yanchuan shook the back of the chair: "I'll wash my face first."

After stepping on Baucetus, Yan Shengping's vacation came to an end, and he followed the people who came to pick him up to the secret place to stay.

After getting settled in the hotel room, Chu Yu heaved a sigh of relief: "How to arrange before the awards ceremony?"

The one who is most familiar with this place must be Wei Yanchuan: "If it's not raining, you can go out for a walk. There are several parks nearby that are very special."

Baucetus is a natural star, and the weather changes are not under human control. The award ceremony was scheduled several months in advance, and the current weather could not be predicted at that time.

Rain does not affect the ceremony held indoors, but it still affects ordinary travel.

The short-term weather forecast is still very accurate. Today and tomorrow, the area where Wei Yanchuan and the others are located will be covered by thick rain clouds, and it will be heavy rain.

"If it's raining, just stay in the room." Anyway, a lot of time has to be spent fighting jet lag.

Rainy days always make people lose energy. Zhao Qiaosheng was lying on the bed and swiping the terminal, and suddenly sat up while swiping: "Fuck, my brother is here, I have to pick him up."

Wei Yanchuan bit an apple and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

"I don't know why he came here, but he has already arrived, so I'll go pick him up first." Zhao Qiao ran out while saying that.

Chu Yu was also eating, chewing on potato chips: "Brothers are so close."

Zhao Yuming not only came with a scientific research star whose style was completely different from that of the Celestial Master, but also brought a ticket to the awards ceremony.

"My father said that celestial masters must keep pace with the times and grasp the most cutting-edge trends of the times. What technology can do, our celestial masters must also do, so let me come." Zhao Yuming leaned on his potato from Chu Yu He scooped up some snacks from the bag, and said while chatting, "He also said that I did a good job in VT-79. It's not only safe to be with you, but also to learn something."

Chu Yu couldn't help complaining: "Where is it safe?"

Zhao Qiaosheng said that his father's logic is like this: "It's better to follow strange people to do inexplicable missions, right? Not every time you are caught, you can meet Gong Zheng."

Zhao Yuming: "Hey, when will this stalk be over."

He licked his fingers to find a tissue, Zhao Qiao patted him on the head, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, Zhao Yuming stuck it to him: "Brother, Dad told me to follow you every step of the way." When he said this, his expression was very serious.

Zhao Qiaosheng: "Why?"

"He is afraid that something will happen to you, and I can help more or less."

Wei Yanchuan, who was hanging up the formal suit to be worn for the awards ceremony, turned his face away when he heard the sound: "What will happen to him?"

Zhao Yuming replied without a pause: "Various situations, such as leg pain last time."

Wei Yanchuan hung up his clothes and closed the cupboard door: "Little friend, when you say an excuse you prepared in the future, you must not be like an endorsement. You can tell it's a lie as soon as you hear it."

Zhao Yuming was so frightened that the tissue in his hand dropped: "Is it so obvious?"

Chu Yu's potato chips are in a sharing pack, a huge bag, and he is still smacking them: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

Zhao Yuming reached out to the potato chips tremblingly: "What's the result of Cong Yan?"

Wei Yanchuan: "You won't have any results. It's your brother who concealed it and didn't report it."