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Yan Mingxin found a place to have his hair cut on the way here. Compared with when he just came out of the cave, Yan Mingxin's image was completely new, and even in the tiredness, he managed to straighten out a little bit of energy.After getting out of the car, he saw Jun Yang standing on the stone steps along the road with his hands in his pockets crookedly.

He waved: "Hey!"

Jun Yang waited for an unknown amount of time, and he didn't want to care about how long it had been, for he was afraid of making people laugh if he said it.Holding on to the last bit of ambition, he stood there pretending to be calm, waiting for someone to walk towards him.

However, when he looked away deliberately, he felt a little doubt in his heart. Following the doubt, he suddenly turned around, looked at the person who came in disbelief, and asked, "Why are you so thin?"

Yan Mingxin: "..."

From the first day he entered the air-raid shelter, Yan Mingxin was starved of food and relied on hard work. He persisted for a full 20 days.

It's all over, and he said with a smile: "Fortunately, I went out to train. When summer comes, people who sweat a little will become dehydrated and look thin. I think you have lost weight too?"

Jun Yang has lost weight, he can see that his belt is getting wider, he has known it for a long time, and never cared about it.But Yan Mingxin had never been so thin after lying on the water for a month in the hospital. Jun Yang stared at him for a long time, unable to speak.

Yan Mingxin: "What's the matter? Why do you look at me like this? I'm not that thin, but my face looks thinner."

These people, even if they have experienced it personally, can't tell how much time and sweat it takes to practice such a physical fitness, and they will never let themselves regress.

Jun Yang asked, "Are you injured?"

Yan Mingxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can it be?"

How difficult is it to go to become like this?Jun Yang thought.

Thinking about it, he found that Yan Mingxin's eyebrows seemed to have become more delicate due to weight loss while his heart ached.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand—and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the last bit of ambition he held was blown away by the wind.

Yan Mingxin was startled, and retreated reflexively.

They were standing on the side of the road, and there were scattered pedestrians on the road, and not far away was the gate post of the Flight Academy.Students were not allowed to enter or leave during this time, but the staff was still on duty, and he could even see the figures in the duty room.

Jun Yang's hand was hanging in the air, he didn't catch up or take it back, and looked at him with an indescribable look.Yan Mingxin's scalp was numb, and he felt that the flowers, plants, trees, heaven, earth, stars and moon all over the street were watching. Under the eyes of everyone, the stalemate was even more abrupt, so he had no choice but to stretch his face over again.

In this short distance, he seemed to understand something. For example, Jun Yang never really spoke or raised excessive demands on him, at most he just looked at him; for example, he learned to read from somewhere. With the ability of the heart, you can understand Jun Yang's meaning when you look at the upper eye; for example, his thoughts have undergone irreversible subtle changes, and he can't judge whether it is good or bad at the moment. Afterwards, he delivered it to the door with taste and taste.

Fortunately, Jun Yang was very measured, he pinched a circle around his face and then withdrew his hand.

He looked at the palm of his hand and said in a low voice, "It's much thinner. I can feel the bones."

Yan Mingxin: "I used to be able to feel the bones too! If I can't feel the bones, it's not a steamed stuffed bun?"

Jun Yang was depressed, like a farmer whose crops were ruined: "It's not the same."

After finally coming here, Yan Ming confidently said that he did not run so far to make others feel gloomy, he wanted to push over carelessly, but then he thought again and asked: "Wait a minute, how do you know it's different? "

Jun Yang turned a deaf ear: "What kind of training? Can't you even eat?"

He has also been ordered to participate in temporary deployment several times, but the arms are different. They marched together with the entire battle group.Not only does the Kutao ship have plenty of supplies every time it docks, but it also has a supply ship by its side. For him, there may be thousands of situations in the deployment, but the most unpredictable thing is running out of grass and food.

"How is it possible?" Yan Mingxin said lightly, "Isn't there a small problem, the supplies haven't kept up."

The two walked along the street for a while, and sat down to rest when they passed a clean bench. The odds and ends that Jun Yang usually dismissed were all thrown into the sky because of Yan Mingxin's interference.

"Are there any other instructors who stayed together this time?" Yan Mingxin asked.

"Yes, there is another one." In fact, Jun Yang couldn't remember his name.

Yan Mingxin: "How about that man?"

"The other is an instructor of the Army Aviation Corps directly under the Zhennanguan Military Academy. His research direction is air delivery, which is useful for both the Army and the Marine Corps." Jun Yang avoided shortcomings and emphasized strengths. , "The amphibious ship Xiongshi can form a formation with two Chang'an-class frigates to serve as vertical projection. The soldiers are very fast, and when encountering low-intensity conflicts, such as island landing operations that require ground support, vertical projection is much faster than landing craft. It's..."

As he spoke, his shoulders sank.

"...Hey." Jun Yang turned his face to the side, his cheek almost pressed against Yan Mingxin's forehead, "..."

He could clearly feel the temperature emanating from every inch of his skin, and he was instinctively greedy for this touch, but had to suppress the urge to make further contact.

He was afraid of scaring the butterfly away.

Jun Yang asked angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Mingxin worked hard all the way, sat down to rest, and then heard Jun Yang whispering in his ear, and felt in a trance that the peace he guarded, the career he pursued, and the people he admired were trinity in this empty street. When they were all together, it was like a miser returning to his cave, sleeping peacefully as if he had been given hypnotics.

"It's okay, you tell your story, I'm listening." He said inarticulately, "It's just that these two days... I haven't slept well."

Jun Yang asked again: "Where have you been?"

"How can I tell you this?" Yan Mingxin repeatedly evaded, but it was not easy to evade all the time, so he could only say, "It's so far away, you don't even know it."

The commonly used air force base is not a secret in the army. Even if Jun Yang has never been there, he knows the approximate location. What Yan Mingxin thinks he must not know is the top-secret deployment in a special period.

"All regimes seek stability and fear chaos when they change their terms," ​​Jun Yang said, "There have been a lot of actions in District D this year."

Yan Mingxin's closed eyes slightly opened: "Did I just say something?"

"No, you didn't say anything, I chatted with you casually." Jun Yang said, "A person's age is there, and it is difficult to recover after falling ill. The old king's greatest wish should be to see more At sunrise the next day, there is no intention to develop the military industry, but the total number of active duty soldiers in District D this year has increased by nearly 10% compared to the same period in previous years. The military industry assembly line has been working overtime for 24 hours, and has never stopped. They have been deliberately sending out signals that they are ready to strengthen their armaments. .”

Yan Mingxin blinked and recalled: "Did I really not say anything?"

"No, you go to sleep." Jun Yang lowered his head.

For a moment, he and Yan Mingxin got closer, and he left with a guilty conscience: "I guess someone in the royal family needs a lot of money, and the change of office is coming soon, so he can't wait, so he uses his power to pass A desperate operation to kill the chicken and get the eggs. I don't know how to do it, but the greater the turmoil, the greater the opportunity, and their people are this 'chicken'."

"En." Yan Mingxin was too sleepy, closed his eyes, and answered.

"Although these lies are easy to be exposed in our opinion, it is easier to brainwash the people in it under the deliberately created public opinion environment." Jun Yang said in a low voice, "Just block the outside news and let the public see It should be seen, they will take out the money they have saved all their lives and follow the trend to invest in heavy industry. International capital does not think so, they judge the situation and feel that the D area is unstable, and they will withdraw their investment at any time."

When a large amount of capital flows to a certain field, but in the end it turns out to be empty, D District will fall into a state of poverty, internal and external difficulties.

What Jun Yang was talking about was a thrilling subversion that was very likely to happen on the other side of the sea. Yan Mingxin listened to his voice, but felt that it was no different from a hypnotic singing.

The barber originally wanted to show off his skills and sculpt him carefully, but Yan Mingxin sat in front of the mirror dishonestly and looked at his watch frequently.The barber is an old man, and he knew at a glance that today's sale should not be a trivial matter, so he didn't bother, and directly put on the hair clippers on his temples and the back of his head, and trimmed a neat hairstyle.

Perhaps because there was too little time left for the barber, a small piece of hair was hidden by Yan Mingxin's ear and was not cleaned, which made him itchy.

He didn't want to raise his hand, so he rubbed against the shoulders under his head that were pillowed. Jun Yang was wearing a freshly washed cotton T-shirt, and it was very comfortable to rub against.

Jun Yang: "..."

Human desires are unpredictable.

Sometimes, he thinks that he is very ambitious. He wants to stand on the clouds overlooking the common people, to have a panoramic view of the whole world, and to find out the ins and outs of all the secrets to be at ease; sometimes, he thinks that he is ruthless and born to bury the seeds of attack Sooner or later, he will kill all directions with a weapon in his hand, and those who oppose him will perish; sometimes, he thinks that his thoughts are obscene and evil, that he wants to bathe in Wuyun Chuyu, wants to practice unethical ways, and wants to do ulterior motives...

But now, Yan Mingxin was sleeping on his shoulder.

He could imagine it without a mirror, and the scene looked like a painting under the night sky.

When he was really in this painting, when he had this moment, he found that the absurd desires paled in comparison and died down, leaving him with amazing childishness.

In the evening wind, those earth-shattering events didn't seem to be that important, it might as well be Yan Mingxin rubbing on his shoulders.

This day, this night, the feeling of this person being next to him will last as long as his memory.

Looking at the soft halo of the street lamp opposite, he said, "You are so heavy."

Inspired by this, Yan Mingxin let out a dazed "um", simply relaxed his body, leaned his weight towards him, and then took a long and even breath.

There are not many taxis in this area.

Jun Yang watched the only taxi he saw passing by on this street tonight with an empty license plate, and drove far, far away, and said: "If you are sleepy, go to my place and sleep, I can't take a taxi so late. Get to the car, don't go."

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