mist [unlimited]

During the rainy season, the heavy eyelids opened a gap with difficulty, the light fell into the eyes, and the pupils were slightly constricted by the stimulation.

A gorgeous aurora appeared again, and it was shockingly beautiful.

Green, blue, purple fluorescent.

They flashed in waves from the dark sky, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The surrounding area is so quiet that you can almost hear your own heartbeat and breathing during the monsoon rain.

This is where?

By the way, they started a new mission.

The memory of monsoon rain stays before departure.

After coming out of PU-31, they took a good rest for a few days at the space-time transfer station of the sky system to recharge their batteries. Everyone recovered to their best condition, and after everyone's discussion, they accepted the new jump mission.

Everything was normal until entering the capsule cabin.

But what happened?

During the monsoon rain, his body was frozen stiff, and a layer of hoarfrost formed on his dark eyelashes.

He exhausted all his strength, but he could only raise his eyelids, and then saw his capsule not far away.There was a big hole in the silver-white cabin, and the transparent panel had been shattered into spider webs.The safety buckle was scattered all over, and the exposed wiring in the cabin was in a mess, and tiny sparks burst out from time to time.

There was an accident during the jump.

"Zi."

The mechanical arm was forced out of a curved arc, and it seemed to detect the guardian's life value. It held the nutrient solution and wanted to send it to the living body.

Too bad it's so far away.

It stretched repeatedly, forming the only sound here.

Looking at it during the monsoon, he looked like he was in a large garbage dump.

Countless mechanical wreckage and discarded parts piled up into a mountain, exuding the stench of engine oil and corruption.The wreckage may have been piled up for a long time, and vine-like plants grew out of the gaps, entangled with the mechanical body, and blossomed out fluorescent transparent flowers.

This is where?

Ji Yushi looked back and found himself lying in a garbage dump in a weird posture, the pain on his body was far beyond the level of endurance any time before, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Bang!"

In a place that cannot be seen during the monsoon rain, there is a sound echoing far away.

"Bang! Bang!" The voice was getting closer and closer, as if someone was stepping on the wreckage of machinery, step by step towards him.

The night sky in front of him was blocked.

A shadow suddenly appeared above the monsoon rain, and someone was looking down at him from a high position.

Rosacea, blue eyes, a red beard on a fat face, and a mess of auburn hair met him face to face.

The hot air from the other party's breathing sprayed on Ji Yushi's face, smelling like alcohol, which was very unpleasant.

Ji Yushi couldn't move, wanted to speak, but could only blink his eyes.

The bearded man looked at him for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand, pinched his chin with rough fingers and looked left and right again, as if confirming that he was still alive, and then babbled a series of words in his mouth, with a rough voice, saying But it is a language that I can't understand during the monsoon rain.

Immediately afterwards, the bearded man walked away, and the garbage was trampled and kicked everywhere.

After 1 minute, the bearded man came back again.

This time he had an extra thick iron chain in his hand, and he used this iron chain to tie up Ji Yushi and fasten the iron lock.

Then, the bearded man grabbed one end of the chain and dragged him in the other direction.

Ji Yushi almost clenched his back molars, but he couldn't exert any strength to make a sound.

His whole body was in severe pain, and the addition of iron chains made his body, which was already extremely sensitive to pain, worse. The hard chains and the mechanical parts under his body all aggravated the pain. Something good happened—it didn't look like the man was saving him.

Just dragged it not far.

The bearded man seemed to have discovered something, dropped the iron chain, and strode back.

During the rainy season, I tried my best to look, only to see the opponent's giant body blocking his capsule cabin.

"Bang-"

There was another sound, and the bearded man tore off the mechanical arm and threw it into the garbage dump. When he turned around, his hand was like holding a medicine bottle, pinching the nutrient solution that belonged to the monsoon rain.

The beard looks happy.

He looked at the nutrient solution, murmured a few more words, and then put the nutrient solution into his dirty pocket.

During the monsoon rain, he was dragged along by the bearded man.

The farther away you are from the highest pile in the mountain of garbage, the wider the view becomes.

During the severe monsoon rains, I kept observing and found that this is a huge garbage dump, probably as wide as several football fields. In addition to his damaged capsule, there are even satellites, rockets, and even space stations. Those expensive advanced materials , was thrown here together with the discarded items.

The sky does not seem to be the sky within his cognition.

It is extremely dark, very close to the ground, perhaps only a few hundred meters high, like a mass of chaos that wraps the earth.

And the aurora-like beautiful light seems to be just a reflection of nothingness projected somewhere.

There is nothing in the field of vision except for the garbage mountain and the wanton vines.

The vitality of those vines is endless, growing tenaciously from every gap, absorbing the nutrients of the ruins.

From a distance, the entire garbage dump is covered with its transparent fluorescent flowers, like the strings of lights used to decorate the Christmas tree during the holidays, creating a rather decadent aesthetic.

During the monsoon rains, I was thrown on a spacious homemade two-wheeled cart with unknown dirt.

Then, he saw the bearded man throw something else onto the cart.

Dirty blankets, chairs, some copper cutlery, buckets of dripping, possibly broken, expired cans.

The last item was thrown in.

Well!

Ji Yushi groaned in his heart, his chest ached from the blow.

The whole body of the object was pitch black and cold, just taking a glance at it, Ji Yushi's heart sank suddenly.

——God sleep.

It was Song Qinglan's gun.

He was thrown on the cart during the monsoon rain, trying to keep himself awake, but looking up at the unchanging sky aggravated his exhaustion, and even the jolt of the cart hypnotized him.

He didn't fully wake up until he was thrown out of the car.

The hoarfrost formed on the black combat uniform turned into water vapor, and the chill stuck to the skin and penetrated into the bones.

Ji Yushi shivered in his dream, and realized that he was lying on a hard and cold ground, but he didn't have the strength to curl up to keep himself warm.

In such a difficult sleep, he actually didn't sleep well.

where is he.

How are your teammates?

Why is Song Qinglan's gun there?

What does the beard want to do.

These thoughts kept circling in Ji Yushi's mind, they twisted into a tight string, always vigilant, reminding myself not to really fall asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he heard someone whispering to him, but his hearing was dull and he couldn't hear clearly.

Then, his stiff upper body was lifted up, and something wrapped him up.He opened his eyelashes in a daze, and saw that what wrapped him was the dirty blanket that the bearded man threw into the car together. It was made of wool, with holes from cigarette burns and stains that looked like old sweat. He didn't know how many bacteria had been drilled Inside, hygiene is worrying.

Even if every cell in my body wants to escape from this dirty blanket, I can't refuse it during the rainy season, let alone refuse it. I can only let it give me a little warmth. Gradually, my hands and feet regain a little feeling.

He still couldn't sleep well.

After a long time, he was finally able to move his head a little.

The temperature from the dirty blanket came continuously, which was derived from human body temperature, indicating that he was being hugged across the blanket.

It feels bad, trying to struggle during monsoon rains.In a trance, he saw a familiar and impressive face in front of him.

That face looked a little different, but Ji Yushi couldn't find the difference for a while.

I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, anyway, seeing this face, Ji Yushi suddenly let go of all his tight strings, and let go of all his vigilance regardless.

Then, sleepiness overwhelmed the sky.

During the rainy season, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wake up again.

The consciousness of the body gradually recovered, and the pain in the limbs and bones also disappeared invisible, except for the burning pain in the back-the consequence of friction when being dragged away, Ji Yushi felt that he had already relaxed a lot.

He wasn't quite awake, but his eyes were open.

The first thing to notice is the smooth floor and ceiling, as well as the walls and circular air valves made of ABS alloy.Through the small circular window on the wall, one can see the still dark, unchanged sky outside.

This is like an enlarged version of the interior of the capsule cabin. To be precise, this may be a small room in a space capsule.

"woke up?"

Humane.

Only then did Ji Yushi realize that Song Qinglan was sitting next to him.

The opponent's long leg was bent, and his head and back were leaning against the wall, in a boring posture.

It turned out that it was not a dream just now.

Ji Yushi finally understood why Song Qinglan felt different.

Although the other party's personality is domineering and informal, but he pays great attention to appearance, and he is also a type that can make people's eyes shine.But the face that can be described as handsome on weekdays is unshaven and looks a little sloppy. If you insist on looking at the good side, it has an extra vicissitudes of masculinity.

For Ji Yushi, it was only a short time before he was separated from his teammates after taking the capsule.

But judging from the layer of stubble on Song Qinglan's chin, they definitely hadn't been apart for more than a short while.

Lying on the small rectangular bed in the room during the monsoon rain, the dirty blanket was still wrapped around my body.

The distance between the two is within the normal range, but the reason why the body warmed up just now, I will definitely not remember it wrong during the rainy season.

He opened his mouth and spit out a few words: "Just now, thank you..."

It's okay if you don't speak, but when Ji Yu spoke, I realized how unpleasant my voice was, it was dry and hoarse as if I hadn't spoken for a long time, and my ears were scratched.

"You're welcome." Song Qinglan's tone was the same as before, her eyebrows slightly raised, "If I don't warm you up, you will freeze to death."

As he spoke, he paused, as if he felt that there was something wrong with his behavior just now, and asked a little unnaturally: "You, don't you mind?"

Confused during the monsoon, why should I mind?

Shouldn't Song Qinglan be the one to mind?

Song Qinglan seemed to have thought of something, the corners of her lips curled up.

Do you mind or not, I am too lazy to care about it, anyway, he would do the same with other teammates.

On the other hand, Ji Yushi... Is his cleanliness too serious? He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes just now, and he didn't want to cover him with this blanket, so he closed his eyes and sighed in his sleep.

He sighed in that tone, as if he was compromising with himself, and it could be seen that he was genuinely disgusted with this blanket.

The topic is skipped.

There are many doubts during the monsoon: "Where are we? When did you come?"

He still remembers the big beard dragging him back.

And that mountain of garbage.

And transparent fluorescent flowers blooming in the ruins.

Song Qinglan replied, "I don't know where it is either."

Speaking of this, Song Qinglan's lazy expression gradually subsided and became a little serious, and then he told what he knew: "I just remember that we entered the capsule cabin and seemed to lose consciousness halfway, when I wake up It's already here."

Not sure what went wrong.

When Song Qinglan woke up, she was also lying in that huge garbage mountain.

"It may be that the cabin ruptured during the transition, causing the temperature to drop rapidly, and the sensory stimulation caused by the rapid frost on the surface of the human body is too great." Song Qinglan paused, and continued, "I was in the same situation as you when I got here. Move, lie in the junkyard for a long time, and then dragged back abruptly by a big man-the one who dragged you back."

"After waking up, I have been locked in this small room by that big man."

"After a period of observation, I found that there seems to be no distinction between day and night, and I have never seen the sun. That person searched all my things, and without a communicator, I don't know how long I was locked up. If I have to estimate it, I have been here for at least five or six days."

Ji Yushi frowned his pretty eyebrows: "It's been that long?"

Song Qinglan nodded: "It's been a long time indeed. This is just my conservative estimate, and it may not be longer."

No wonder Song Qinglan looks like this, but for Ji Yushi, the concept of time is so short that it can only be recorded in hours.

Time seemed to be wrong for the two of them, but it didn't cause a wrong result.

They came to the same point in time, but in a different order.

Ji Yushi asked, "Where are the others?"

Song Qinglan said: "Except for that big man with red hair, there is no one else here, and I didn't see any teammates."

nobody else?

Ji Yushi thought, did the teammates also have a time error, would they come here later than them?

Seeing him thinking silently, Song Qinglan also thought of a place with him, and said: "I once thought that only my transition had a deviation, and I wanted to grow old here alone with the bearded man. Fortunately, he picked you up." After returning, it seems that the rest of the Seventh Team will also come here."

Being separated in the long river of time and space, without knowing the year, month, or place, being locked up alone in a strange room without seeing the light of day, no one in this world would even know his whereabouts, and an ordinary person would have already suffered a mental breakdown.

However, from Song Qinglan's tone of voice and from Song Qinglan's expression during Ji Yushi, there was no trace of fragility or fear at all.

Song Qinglan didn't know if she was joking: "I still have to thank him for picking you up, so that even if we can't go back, I won't be bored to death."

During the monsoon rain: "..."

Ji Yushi: "No wonder you are afraid that I will freeze to death."

"That's right, at least someone can talk to me." Song Qinglan smiled a little, "You don't know, the big guy doesn't understand our language, it's all because of my cheeky yelling and trying my best to make the big guy talk to me." The tall man understands what I mean. He rewarded this blanket, and I will wrap you up."

That's how the blanket came about.

Song Qinglan saw something, and teased, "Is it much warmer?"

During the monsoon rains, I have given up struggling.

After he slept, his whole body was soft, the jars were broken, and the blankets were dirty no matter how dirty they were: "Yes, thank you."

Just as he was speaking, the air valve two meters away was suddenly knocked.

A mass of red beard appeared behind the glass on the valve, and then moved down to reveal the rosacea and blue eyes.

It was the bearded man who picked them up.

The bearded man woke up when he saw Ji Yu, and quickly opened a small rectangular grid under the air valve. His blue eyes looked at them through the small grid, and he muttered a series of questions in his mouth, which sounded like interrogative sentences.

Song Qinglan seemed to be getting used to it, and looked at the air valve coldly.

Ji Yushi didn't understand what this meant, and he couldn't understand it either.

The bearded man talked on his own for a minute or two, changing the pronunciation of several different words and questions in his tone, as if his patience was exhausted. Suddenly, with a "bang", he punched the air valve angrily, and then Something was thrown into the grid.

The canned bones rolled on the ground, the small grid was closed, and the bearded man walked away angrily.

Confused during Ji Yu, feeling like being treated like a pet: "Is he feeding us?"

"Probably still wants to communicate with us." Song Qinglan said, "He would come here every once in a while, and he kept talking to me like this a few times before, but then he probably realized that I couldn't understand, so he just threw away food. Back to you, he said it again."

Song Qinglan stood up, went to the door and picked up the can.

The trademark is written in English, and I dare not think about the origin, but it looks like luncheon meat anyway.

Overall it was a good meal.

Even the bearded man guessed that he didn't learn math well, and now he has to feed two people, but he only gave one can.

He didn't eat after a long sleep, and he was a little hungry during the rainy season, so he had to sit up with his limp body, and shared the canned food with Song Qinglan.

"It's better to be at the transit station some time ago. I can eat whatever I want." Song Qinglan ate very little, maybe because she was a little dissatisfied with the taste of the can, and finally gave the whole can to Ji Yushi, "We have to think Find a way to get out, you can’t stay locked here forever.”

"What advice do you have?"

During the monsoon rains, he eats with his eyelashes down, even if he is very hungry, he eats very politely.

Song Qinglan looked at him: "Don't worry, there are two of us now, let's talk after you finish eating."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Song swallowed: Damn, luncheon meat, I'm Chinese New Year.

After a while, Xiao Song thought to himself: Consultant Ji is so weak and eats so well, forget it... I am really a good captain.