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Yan Mingxin was invited to stay and cooperate with the investigation, and went to a distant and unknown research institute, which looked like an ordinary small office building.A group of young researchers surrounded him in the center, listened to him talk about the situation at that time, carefully took notes, and asked questions from time to time.

He was told to draw, and he was told to connect to AI. All kinds of strange attempts tossed him back and forth for a whole day.

Of course, one of the indispensable things is to check his eyesight in many aspects.Yan Mingxin didn't take it seriously at first, but he felt sore when he woke up the next morning.

Someone came uninvited and looked into his eyes carefully: "I have a way."

Yan Mingxin: "What method?"

Jun Yang took a towel from the rack, folded it into a long strip, soaked it in hot water: "Wrap the towel for a while."

"What a way." The sourness should be related to the potion that was dripped yesterday, Yan Ming knew it well, in order to save the hero from doing it himself, he took the initiative to take it and symbolically pressed it on his face, "It's much better, much better, Just go with it."

Just when he was about to take off the towel, Jun Yang grabbed his hand too: "Don't move."

Yan Mingxin: "..."

Jun Yang didn't use much force, what he used was not the strength to hoop a towel on his face like never before, but to grab his hand very tightly, with face and restraint, with stubbornness and willfulness, the bet was Yan Mingxin won't break free.

Yan Mingxin is also considered to be well versed in ancient and modern times, as well as Chinese and foreign countries. He knows astronomy first, geography second, and has flown through the sky and fallen into the sea. What else can he not understand at a glance?

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Are you going to crush me to death?"

"How could it be?" Jun Yang smiled, and with some posture, he was able to snuggle up to his ear, and said softly while breathing, "The time is too short, please apply it for a while."

In an elegant civilization, breathing seems to be something that cannot be mentioned. People always deliberately hide the sound of their own breathing, so as not to reveal strenuous situations or agitated emotions; while another civilization says that breathing and even panting are The hint of intimacy is the tacit progress, the clarion call of the charge, and the silent encouragement - hearing my breathing, you will get all of me.

Judging from the temperature and sound of the airflow, the two of them were extremely close, and if they entered again... Yan Mingxin felt a touch on his cheek.

Yan Mingxin: "..."

It was difficult for him to convince himself that it was his hand or any other part of the strange touch.

His loose sitting posture was fixed for a long time.

When do not know?Who hasn't been careless.

But Qiqiu refused to stop, and was still swimming back and forth, from his cheeks to jaws to neck, like an animal tasting a strange food for the first time, thinking about where to start.

Yan Mingxin wondered if he had indulged this person too much, and opened his eyes from under the towel.

"bell--"

The old telephone rings loudly.

It was Liang Sansheng who called: "Mingxin, I'm going back, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Yan Mingxin retreated skillfully as if he had received an amnesty, and calmly caught the towel that no one cared about, and oiled the soles of his feet: "Colleagues have to go back to Fengtian first, come and see me, people are downstairs. You... What to do."

There are only two chairs in the lobby, and they look different. Liang Sanxing is sitting on one of them.

Regarding the reception standards of the Shanhaiguan Military Region, Yan Mingxin has already figured it out: one is used to receive "guests", such as visits, medical treatment, scientific research, and exchange and study. It is the facade of Shanhaiguan, and the traffic is also convenient; the second one is for "internal use", what kind of dormitory is leaky and decorated, all in all, it is full of strange things.

Like Jun Yang, who lived on the ship all year round and didn't have his nest when he returned to the military area for the first time, wouldn't he be arranged in the second institute?

As for himself, he does as the Romans do when he goes to the country, he does as the guest does, and it doesn't matter where he lives.

Liang Sansheng smiled and asked, "How is your body?"

"Very good." Yan Mingxin was refreshed by the passing wind, and asked, "Why do you want to go back all of a sudden?"

"It's not sudden. You have recovered and been discharged from the hospital. I should go back. There is a flight today, so you can take me with you." Liang Sanxing sighed slightly, "Hey, I haven't seen you for so many years, and I haven't had a chance to talk to you. You have a meal together."

Yan Mingxin is considered an outsider here, he didn't bring a single steel coin down from the sky, and he had to pay for his basic necessities, food, housing and transportation.Although no one really asked him for money, it seemed inappropriate to entertain old friends here.

He had no choice but to say: "Thanks to your care this time, when I return to Fengtian, I will go find you, and then we will have a good chat."

It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, at this point, Yan Mingxin felt his stomach growling in his stomach.

Why do you have to fight a round of wits and courage when you wake up every day?

The restaurant at No. [-] is indeed very "internal", so it didn't plan to run it well, order and receive food on time, and it was too late for Yan Mingxin to seek compensation at this moment.

Yan Mingxin looked towards the door of the restaurant, just in time to see Jun Yang coming out of the restaurant.

This man was carrying a fat paper bag in his hand, with steam looming on the mouth of the bag, and he walked leisurely through the lobby.

"When I came to Fengtian this time, I realized that I made two wrong decisions in my life." Liang Sansheng probably had breakfast, and looked like he wanted to make a long-term plan. "One is that I didn't stick to it and gave up flying. , and the second is to marry too early."

Yan Mingxin was surprised: "Are you married?"

"It's been almost two years." Liang Sansheng said lightly, "There's nothing strange about it. When I'm old, even if I'm not in a hurry, someone will always worry for me."

It's because I don't eat fireworks.

Yan Mingxin echoed pretending to understand: "Oh, yes."

"You are so chic." Liang Sansheng looked at him, "If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry."

"..." Yan Mingxin was at a loss for words, "Well, yes. It's good to be unencumbered."

Only when there is no encumbrance and no worries can you have no distractions, and only when you don't look forward and backward can you be united in action and knowledge.Besides, he was so absorbed that he even drove the plane into the water, how dare he have any worries?

Liang Sansheng: "As soon as you were admitted to the hospital, the doctor directly issued a critical illness notice. No one could sign it, so the organization had to entrust the director of the medical center to sign it for you."

"Isn't that just right, I'm a professional. Besides, it's enough for someone to sign it, and I'm already saved?" Yan Mingxin has long been used to this kind of thing, and he just muddled through and didn't care, "Don't talk about me, what about you? What's wrong with getting married?"

"We met through someone's introduction. At that time, relatives and friends around me persuaded me that she could accompany my parents in my hometown. My parents also liked her very much and tried their best to match her. After coming and going, I agreed in a daze." Liang Sansheng said, "After getting married, she worked in my hometown and performed my filial piety to my elders. I also tried my best to give her all my salary. I would go back to visit every holiday. I always thought this marriage was good, but now Suddenly found that we are not suitable."

Yan Mingxin has heard the truth of "it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage".He didn't understand the reason, and he didn't understand why Liang Sansheng asked him to discuss relationship issues today, so he didn't dare to make any noise.

"Sometimes I envy you all." Liang Sanxing said slowly.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Ming believed in this question, and he comforted him with every stitch, "I am envious of you, you can go back to Fengtian now. If you have a chance to meet our brigade, please tell them that I am safe. Go back as soon as it's over."

Liang Sansheng nodded, and said, "Even if I fell down at work, my wife might not cry, right? If she cried for me, it might just be because she thought that all the responsibilities of the family fell on her alone." It’s on people’s shoulders that I’m crying.”

Yan Mingxin's worst thing is family ethics. Hearing this, he felt awkward: "What are you kidding? Brother, no, you are a good-looking talent, and your younger siblings must be true love for you."

Liang Sansheng stared at him for a long time, then smiled wryly, "Really?"

Yan Mingxin: "..."

What's the matter today?

Why do both of them look at him as if they are about to bite?

Liang Sansheng's conditions are not bad at all. He has been sitting in an office all these years, and his skin is tender. Besides, he has received a marriage certificate. It is not uncommon for a girl to help him take care of his parents in his hometown.

But on the other hand... Yan Mingxin said so comfortingly, but he couldn't help but ask himself in his heart: If he was allowed to walk out of the military camp one day, would he really be able to fall in love with a complete stranger in this world?

Over the years, all his outlook on life, values, and worldview have been established based on this place. In order to master boring and difficult knowledge, he reads at night, and feels satisfied even if he has nothing to do. What new projects come out and he can stand up like a carp... He is doing these and loves them deeply. Could it be that at a certain age and one day, these things that have been deeply rooted in him will suddenly turn around 180 degrees, Change naturally with knowledge and interest?

What will become of it?

Appreciate Yinggeyanwu in the feasting and feasting, or watch the busy traffic in the drunkenness?

It's not that those things are bad, it's just that they are really not interesting.

"I have been thinking these days, based on the relationship between me and her, can this kind of 'true love' stand the test of reality?" Liang Sansheng's face was full of confusion and indifference, "Even if there was a little bit of 'true love', When I was intubated and lying on the bed in a vegetable state with no image..."

"..." Yan Mingxin has already heard or witnessed the scene of himself being impaled, so it's not just that he has no image?His life was so gloomy that he couldn't look back, and he didn't want to share his experience at all. "It's early in the morning, can you think of something good?"

"At that time, can people who are not related by blood still fall in love?" Liang Sanxing sighed, "For the sake of responsibility, maybe we can take care of it if we are not awake for a while, but what if we are not awake all the time? Normal people must start to study The ratio of reimbursement, the cost of nursing care, how to reduce losses, and get more compensation."

He shook his head, and said again: "Are you saying it's ridiculous? One day I saw that one of our former classmates could fly now, even though it was an old model. If I could turn back time, I would definitely not Give up by myself, no matter what difficulties I encounter, no matter how long it takes, I will persevere. Unless one day the organization tells me, you should leave, retire from the army, change your career, and don’t stay here..."

At their age, it can be said that they are hanging on the tail of the youth, and they can look youthful, but if they don't pay attention to self-management, they will look like middle-aged men in the middle of the pressure.When encountering unsatisfactory things, it is inevitable for Liang Sansheng to ramble. After all, once you give up your beloved dream, you may get short-term relaxation and joy, but you will never be reconciled.

What's even more regrettable is that some dreams can be revived with a deep breath, but some can never be repeated because of age and opportunities...

Suddenly, Yan Mingxin had a flash of inspiration.

"Wait a minute," he shook his ears vigilantly like a police dog who heard an unusual sound at a crime scene, "Shut - what happened when you said I was unconscious?"