mist [unlimited]

Ji Yushi's reaction was very indifferent, he said this sentence without any hesitation, as if he had thought about it thousands of times in his heart, without any burden at all.

This is so anomalous.

This is nothing like the usual monsoon rains.

Song Qinglan became a little anxious: "Why don't you have one? You have parents, colleagues, friends, and an older brother—didn't we bump into him at the entrance of the corridor?"

During the confrontation between the two, Ji Yushi seemed to be trapped by something, every part of his body was tense, and even his breathing was inaudible.

Hearing the question, his eyelashes trembled slightly, but his expression didn't change much.

Obviously a little shaken.

Seeing his reaction, Song Qinglan said again: "Besides, you still have someone to date with. If you disappear, what will happen to them?"

It's really unbearable for straight men to turn three into one or something.

Song Qinglan felt it was inappropriate to say this, and this example was not a good one.

He paused, quickly skipped it and tried 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 life in the real reality?" One thing you want to accomplish the most? For example, a dream that you didn’t have 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, and Song Qinglan was stunned on the spot, because Ji Yushi's eyelashes trembled slightly again, and a tear fell from the socket of her eye at an extremely fast speed.

Song Qinglan had never seen someone's tears fall so quickly and so simply.

After being shocked, his heart suddenly constricted, and it hurt severely.

Song Qinglan only came to realize it now, what does it mean that there is no such reality?

Isn't life during monsoons as happy as imagined?

Such extremely pessimistic words were uttered from Ji Yushi's mouth, which showed that it was not just a catharsis of emotion, but probably a fact.

He was obviously the one who should be angry and wronged by being left behind for no reason, but Song Qinglan felt at a loss when she learned about such a thing, and even panicked for the first time in her life when she couldn't organize her words.

He raised his hand and put it down again.

Song Qinglan was secretly annoyed, why the hell has no one taught him how to comfort others? !

During the rainy season, I was not actually crying.

Those tears are physiological, like a handful of snow that is shaken off by the wind from the tip of a pine leaf. It disappears when it falls into the snow, and it disappears after only one drop.

It's more of an instinct than crying.

For some reason, they were so close, but Song Qinglan found that she couldn't just touch Ji Yushi's face like this, and couldn't wipe away Ji Yushi's tears.

It seemed that as soon as he touched Ji Yu, something strange would be completely shattered.

Ji Yushi's eyes that looked translucent under the light just looked at him like that.

Those eyes were wet, but they looked colder than ever, Ji Yushi said: "I am here, and I can have everything I want."

Song Qinglan: "But you don't belong here!"

During the rainy season, it just repeats: "It doesn't matter which reality I am in."

This is bewildered.

"Monsoon time!"

Song Qinglan couldn't hold it back. He used his thumb to wipe away the inconspicuous tear stains on the other party. For some reason, his heart was burning hot, and even his fingers trembled a little.

As if she understood something, Song Qinglan now is not the time to think, she just said in a deep voice, "It's very important!! Who you are is very important! Even if you don't have the reality I said, you still have us. I, Chun'er , Duan Wen... The seventh team and six people are waiting for you, you can't be disturbed by a phone call, it's all fake—"

a phone call.

These words fell into Ji Yushi's ears.

In an instant, his pupils dilated slightly, and then gradually, his whole body relaxed visibly to the naked eye.

"fake."

He said.

The tense string in his mind broke, and Ji Yushi's sanity gradually returned, as if he had lost all his strength, and fell headfirst on Song Qinglan's shoulder: "Captain Song, it's that phone..."

Unexpectedly being taken as a support, Song Qinglan froze.

The other party almost threw himself into his arms.

There is a faint fragrance in the nostrils, which comes from the hair during the monsoon rain.

Ji Yushi didn't seem to notice that something was wrong, he gasped for breath, and when he woke up, his body was covered in cold sweat.

He is afraid.

If Song Qinglan didn't catch up with him, he might really fall into that fatal attraction.

Ji Yushi buried his head on Song Qinglan's shoulder, and said quickly and briefly: "There's something wrong with that phone call. It grabbed what I wanted the most in my heart. After I hung up, there was only one thought in my mind, that is, don't call me. It's not important anymore, the only important thing is to get it."

The crisis was resolved, and it really was the phone call.

Song Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief: "Fuck."

This posture put his chin against the top of Ji Yushi's head, making him not know how to respond.

Ji Yushi didn't move, so he had no choice but to raise his hand and pat the other person's back: "You just need to wake up. We have to tell Lao Duan and them immediately to make them more vigilant."

Ji Yushi let out a "hmm", but still didn't move.

Song Qinglan hesitated to let go of her hand.

A few seconds later, he changed to an embracing posture. When his teammates were in a bad mood, he performed his duties as a captain with peace of mind.

Protecting him loosely, Song Qinglan asked angrily, "One moment you were still discussing the double-slit experiment, and the next moment you turned around and left. This is worse than Li Chun. Consultant Ji, is there something on the phone that attracts you so much? "

In fact, Song Qinglan really wanted to know what Ji Yushi experienced and what kind of life she lived, why she was so pessimistic that she even said such pessimistic words as "I don't have that reality".

However, they didn't seem to have reached the point where they had nothing to say.

Ji Yushi replied in a muffled voice: "It's my lifelong pursuit."

When the other party spoke, the heat sprayed on his neck, which was crisp and itchy.

As soon as she woke up, remembering what she heard when she was in a daze, Song Qinglan felt like a feather fluttering across her heart, a little funny: "What is that?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qinglan was pushed away by Ji Yushi.

"Thank you." After recovering, Ji Yushi turned his face ruthlessly, and had already recovered his usual calmness, "Maybe it's three boyfriends or something. If I don't go back, won't they be sad to death?"

What Song Qinglan said just now, "You still have a date, what will happen to them if you disappear?", the word "men" is very particular.

Ji Yushi's ears felt hot when he heard it, he didn't expect Song Qinglan to be so persistent about this misunderstanding.

His emotional outlook was insulted, Ji Yushi loved to hold grudges and was too lazy to compete with straight men, so he deliberately used these words to block him.

Song Qinglan frowned: "You..."

"I cherish myself very much." Ji Yushi returned to the topic after complaining indifferently, "In that phone call, Director Lin told me that our task rating has been graded, and the score is very high."

Suddenly, I felt empty in my arms, feeling a little unhappy in my heart.

Song Qinglan simply crossed her hands on her chest, and said arrogantly: "Fake, the task rating can't be so fast."

Ji Yushi: "I also know it won't be so soon."

The two walked inside, and now they had to buy tickets again.

Passengers around are in a hurry, and occasionally strange faces look up at them.

After a farce, Song Qinglan kept a close eye on the people who had just been captured beside her, and now they knew that this reality was definitely more complicated than they had imagined.

If you don't pay attention, the other party will be attracted by something.

Song Qinglan: "The reason why you were bewitched was because of the mission rating?"

"Yes." Ji Yushi explained as he walked, and seemed to hesitate before continuing, "After the task is graded, the points will be superimposed, and I can get the reward I deserve."

What kind of reward is so tempting, so tempting that even during the rainy season, his will is not firm, he doesn't even care if it's true or not, he leaves his teammates behind and runs away as if bewildered.

Skydome has a scoring system.

In Tianqiong, the superposition of points not only means higher ratings and higher glory, but also means that points can be exchanged for more advanced tasks. Getting in touch with the core of Tianqiong is extremely important for future career development and life planning.

A guardian with a personal rating of over one star can be promoted to inspector, holding the power to inspect any time and space.

And a recorder with a personal rating of over one star... has never appeared in the history of Tiandome.

The recorder's job, while relatively safe, was tedious and lacked mobility.Facing the repeated process of historical suffering, one can only remain indifferent and be a real bystander, which especially tests a person's endurance and endurance, so there are not many people who are even promoted to one star.

Before leaving the mission, Song Qinglan knew that Ji Yushi would soon be promoted from a two-star to a one-star. Although she was not yet a super-one-star, there would still be rewards.Song Qinglan didn't know what the recorder's reward would be, but his good self-cultivation kept him from asking directly.

Ji Yushi is different from every member of the Seventh Team. He is not a person who is willing to confide in his heart easily. Even analyzing and sorting out, he will only do it when he is completely sure.

Back then, talking in front of everyone in the Ouroboros mission was something that Ji Yushi had to overcome.

The two walked towards the ticket machine.

Ji Yushi handed Song Qinglan his ID card to buy a ticket for the next train, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the swollen and protruding bruise on the back of the other's right hand and palm.

Song Qinglan didn't notice it, and quickly tapped the transparent panel with her slender fingers. It was obvious that the action was not convenient.

Does it hurt?

It must be painful.

Ji Yushi suddenly thought that from the time he left the carriage to the time Song Qinglan found him, the other party never blamed 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 Chaos mission, this is Song Qinglan's reality.

He was the first to raise doubts, and the other party worked hard to collect information, and then came to Ningcheng to discuss countermeasures with him—this was done when the other party had no clue at all.Then, Song Qinglan was forced to remember the superimposed memories, overturning the reality that belonged to her originally, and wanted to find a solution with him, but was left halfway by him.

Song Qinglan didn't show any panic or flinch until now.

But is he really not panicking at all?

No one in the world knows better than Ji Yushi the feeling of confused memory and inability to distinguish reality, and no matter how determined Song Qinglan is, she is still a flesh and blood person.

After buying the tickets, Song Qinglan asked, "If you need this reward, then you can get points faster by being a guardian and participating in advanced missions. Why did you choose to be a recorder?"

"Because being a recorder and completing 100 recorder tasks is the test for me to get this reward, so I can only be a recorder."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ji Yushi realized that he had actually answered Song Qinglan's question.

Trust is mutual.

It might not be that hard to open your heart.

A levitating train passes this small station.

Amidst the uproar, Song Qinglan turned around.

"I was adopted." Ji Yushi lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes cast a shadow, "I want to go back more than ten years ago and see the scene of my father's murder."