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Yan Mingxin couldn't be contacted at all when he was on a mission. There was no way to do it. When he called in the team, he only got a polite reply from a strange operator, saying that he might be in a meeting without credibility.It was not until a week after the end of the contest that the missing persons finally appeared.

Yan Dingbo called him home, but he was still procrastinating, as if reluctant.

If Junyang just had excellent grades, Yan Dingbo could use the excuse of talented people coming out from generation to generation to be relieved, but in the subsequent conversation—it was a less formal occasion at that time, everyone was relaxed, and there was a lot less talk on the scene. Only Jun Yang said very seriously to the chief who congratulated him: "The flying of the students was taught by the instructors. The reason for the good results this time is mainly because the funds allocated by the academy are sufficient, and I didn't do anything."

Yan Dingbo learned this with emotion, and Yan Mingxin laughed: "Why is he so virtuous?"

Yan Dingbo frowned: "Isn't he usually like this?"

Frozen three feet is not a day's cold. How much Jun Yang has paid, Yan Ming knows it with confidence: "That's not true, but, he is still called 'did nothing'? I think he is going to be exhausted for half a year. Yes. He said that because you are here, who told you to get excited when you hear money."

Yan Dingbo didn't take it seriously: "Then even if he is smart, isn't it good?"

He recalled the scene at that time for a while, still admiring the wonderful plan, but he felt a little strange when his heart was tense, and he couldn't help asking: "What do you mean, he said it to me?"

In front of the chiefs, Yan Dingbo's position is obviously not the highest, and the 027 aviation staff is full, and he is not the captain who mainly selects pilots in this competition.

If Jun Yang is really smart, if he wants to vote for him, he shouldn't vote for him: "Why did he specifically tell me?"

Yan Mingxin almost missed the orange in his mouth: "Huh?"

Yan Dingbo is a character who breaks the casserole and asks the end. Yan Mingxin didn't tell the reason, so he couldn't turn the page and kept staring.

The father and son looked at each other, and Yan Mingxin ate two more orange slices, wiped the sweat from his palms on his trousers, and glanced at the wall clock: "What did I say? I can't remember. By the way, how about I shout He came to the house to have a meal together? It's just about to be a holiday."

It's almost the holidays.

Not only is the New Year's atmosphere on the street getting stronger, but there are more elderly people in the family courtyard, so they have more time to decorate with lanterns and festoons. Go out for a walk at night, and there are small red lanterns everywhere.

Thinking of Jun Yang's personal situation, Yan Dingbo hurriedly said, "Ask him if he's coming, and I'll order some dishes."

Jun Yang didn't say anything else, and came soon.

He parked his car quite far away, and walked through a section of Wanjia lights, with a little snow blown by the north wind on his body.

As soon as you enter the door, the snowflakes turn into water traces when they meet the heat.He stuffed the large and small gift boxes in Yan Mingxin's hands: "I bought it on the way."

As he spoke, his clear eyes quickly swept across the living room, and he asked in a low voice, "Where's the captain?"

"Dad! Jun Yang is here!" There were repeated responses from the kitchen, and Yan Ming said, "My dad is making cold dishes in the kitchen. The hot dishes are ordered from outside, and they will be delivered right away."

After carrying things all the way, Jun Yang took a deep breath to warm his hands, and by the way, asked in a low voice meaningfully: "How is today?"

The two of them used secret signals to connect like underground workers. Yan Mingxin made a gesture of "everything is normal": "As long as you think it's okay, you can start, and I will talk about the rest."

It doesn't matter which day the showdown is to him, he dares to do anything, why is he afraid of admitting it?They have become an intimate part of each other's lives, no matter the future is cloudy, rainy or snowy, they will not be separated, not to mention that his father is in a good mood today, playing with platters there, even if he is burning a fire and carrying a knife, it will not affect his opening, maybe It can also attack poison with poison.

Jun Yang frowned when he heard that, and gave him a wink to lower his voice, Yan Mingxin immediately returned the wink, telling him not to be afraid of anything.

The two insisted on their own words, and their eyes were thrown back and forth, gradually becoming confused, and no one knew who was talking about what.

Yan Mingxin simply patted him on the shoulder: "You look handsome today."

Jun Yang was going to the kitchen to say hello, took off his coat and threw it over: "The academy just issued it."

"I praised you for being handsome, didn't I hear that? Your face is also from the academy?" Yan Mingxin chased after him, and when he saw him going to the kitchen, he followed closely, ready to stand up at any time.

"Captain." Jun Yang said as he rolled up his sleeves, "Is there anything I can do?"

Yan Mingxin has been thinking about how to deal with the coming storm. He is a person with a high degree of concentration. It's just a look of eating too much, being lazy and not doing anything productive.

He couldn't understand, how could his son's hard work and ability be so unstable?

On the contrary, Jun Yang behaved more like a normal junior. Yan Dingbo was very moved, but he really didn't cook anything, he only fried peanuts, patted two cucumbers, and mixed three shreds. Need a hand.

He waved his hand: "Go in and sit down, wait for dinner,"

Yan Mingxin's virtues after drinking, Yan Dingbo saw enough once, and didn't even ask.At the dinner table, he only asked Jun Yang, "Drink?"

Jun Yang quickly put down his chopsticks, turned over the upside-down wine cup: "I can drink a little."

He can drink more than "a little"?When Yan Dingbo began to repeat unconsciously, he was still calm.

Yan Mingxin poured wine on both sides in the middle, looked at this, looked at that, winked at Jun Yang, and asked his father, "Would you like to add two dishes?"

Yan Dingbo suddenly sighed and said, "Diligence and thrift are virtues that will never go out of style."

Yan Mingxin guessed that his father probably thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Then you don't want to add that dish?"

Although Yan Dingbo drank alcohol, he has become a habit of observing discipline, and his tone is still very strict.He still remembered that he couldn't expand the scope of secrets casually, so he kept the matter of the transfer of the two young people in his stomach and never revealed a word.

But his vision of seeing people has changed, and he couldn't help explaining it endlessly: "The word 'diligence and thrift' has four meanings. Diligence means diligence. If you find a problem, you should be diligent in action and solve it quickly. Don't let small problems become bigger. .”

Jun Yang nodded and clinked glasses with him: "It should."

He took one glass after another, his speech and behavior seemed to be fine, but as soon as he drank the wine, the corners of his eyes were slightly moistened by the heat.As soon as his glass was put down, Yan Mingxin's wine bottle was already waiting beside him, going up to fill him up like a queue.

Jun Yang glanced over, Yan Ming trusted his chin, and gave him a suggestive and encouraging smile.

The slight voice could not escape Captain Yan's ears, he wondered why would anyone dare to desert while he was speaking?

He scolded: "Don't laugh!"

"I didn't laugh, I didn't laugh, I just look like this." Yan Mingxin got up and said to Jun Yang, "Come on, let's change places, I don't want to hinder your communication."

After the two changed seats, Jun Yang picked up the small cup and touched Yan Dingbo again: "I'm listening."

As the distance got closer, it was more convenient for Yan Dingbo to confided in his heart, and asked mysteriously, "Diligence is hard work. What do you mean by frugality?"

"Jian..." Jun Yang was not sure, so he might as well ask for advice, "What is it?"

Yan Mingxin quickly answered: "Thrift means frugality, save some flowers."

"Save flowers, that's 'festival'." Yan Dingbo straightened his waist, took a deep breath, and said, "Jian is a word that is a person's face - don't treat equipment as national property, you have to treat them as Personal. When you look at it as an adult, you will naturally have feelings and think about cherishing it. Only when you cherish it, you will know how to maintain it. An appointment means "an appointment", which means that there is a plan and act according to the plan. Looking at it this way, Diligent, caring, thrifty, and planned, have you lowered the cost?"

People in this world, including Jun Yang himself, are all pursuing the glittering and brilliant achievements whenever there is a chance, and Yan Dingbo is in it, and he is in his position, but this is the case.

The personalities of the father and son are sometimes very different, but at certain moments, the persistence in their bones is surprisingly similar.

Jun Yang lifted the bottom of the cup and drank it: "Yes, it has come down."

Yan Dingbo also drank it, and after finishing drinking, he said: "When I joined the army, the equipment broke down. Once it was repaired, I had to take it back to the shipyard. There were a lot of people around, mobilizing the teachers. You can’t let it spend money anymore. Where will the saved money go? The money will go to you.”

He nodded at Junyang's desk, and then Yan Mingxin's direction: "The current money should be used to train newcomers and innovate technology. Technology is the highest insurance."

Jun Yang said patiently, "Yes, I know."

The next topic was getting farther and farther away from the relationship between children and children. Yan Dingbo talked a lot and drank less. Obviously, he was about to run out of alcohol, so Yan Mingxin threw the bottle away.

"In the past, no one knew who was where. It was a big deal. They were high-level spies, and they would be written in the history of war... But now, which fleet in the world has gone? As long as it moves, the space satellite It has been photographed a long time ago... Not only has it been photographed, but the route and speed of the ship have been drawn for you..."

Yan Dingbo lost his voice while talking: "If there is no money... if there is no money for armaments, no... we need to make an early warning..."

Jun Yang still echoed: "Yes, no."

Taking good care of Yan Dingbo, Yan Mingxin opened the window for a while, and the northwest wind blew into the house violently, and the smell of alcohol in the living room dissipated instantly.

After ventilating, he re-fastened the lock and asked the people around him, "Have you drunk too much?"

"Not much. Drink slowly, I'm almost waking up." Jun Yang leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and asked softly, "Am I staying here tonight?"

"Of course." Yan Ming said, "You've been drinking, so you can't drive back."

"It doesn't seem to be very good." Jun Yang stretched out his hand to grab Yan Mingxin's arm almost listening to his voice, and pulled him to sit beside him, saying, "This time Captain Yan is Really know I'm staying. Or... do we have a sleeping couch?"

"How do you sleep on the sofa in this weather? I don't want to sleep on the sofa, and I don't want you to sleep on it." Yan Mingxin verbally went through the process, "So, let's make a confession—just pretend that we have already given way, and we all slept on the bed in the end."

"Okay." Jun Yang pursed his lips, unable to hide his smile.

Yan Mingxin asked: "Is there anyone else in the academy? You shouldn't be leaving much. What have you been doing recently?"

"It's finally a holiday, and everyone has left." Jun Yang said lightly, and added, "It's just right to leave, it's clean. I went to the airport to sweep the snow and repair the equipment. It broke a bunch of them, and it’s even more troublesome to rust after a long time.”

Every year around the winter solstice, there will be a snowfall in Fengtian, and the day of the martial arts competition in the academy is also decided to avoid this snow.It is like an ancient oath, which comes as promised year after year, reminding people that no matter the vicissitudes of life, God has always gazed deeply at this land.

The college's airport is a backup airport in the military region, and it must be ready to use at any time even during holidays.

Yan Mingxin asked: "Why did you go to clear the snow? Doesn't the academy have a car?"

"It's not snowing heavily, so there's no need for a forklift." Jun Yang approached him lazily, and said softly, "I didn't go there at first, but people from the yard called me."

Sweeping snow is a small matter, but on the days of reunion in the world, dragging a lonely broom to sweep snow at an unmanned airport, Yan Mingxin couldn't help feeling distressed: "Is it cold?"

"It's not too cold." Jun Yang paused, "The main thing is that I have nothing else to do, just clean up."

He is more hopeless than any instructor, and he should be grateful to the academy and every inch of land at the airport, allowing his students to take off and land safely and successfully complete the competition.From now on, he can finally stay in Fengtian in a legitimate way, and he can sleep soundly, and sweeping snow is nothing.

"Are you looking at me?" After not hearing Yan Mingxin's words for a while, Jun Yang barely opened his eyes.

There was a layer of fog in front of his eyes, and after a moment of concentration, his vision gradually became clear.

Of course Yan Mingxin was looking at him.

Facing this man's stare, coupled with the relaxation of alcohol, Jun Yang had an impulse in an instant, wanting to lean on him to kiss him, close the door to take him off, and taste every inch of his skin.However, his rationality was far superior, and he quickly controlled his instincts—he knew that he had drunk wine, which smelled bad, and his reaction must have been much slower and sloppy.

He prefers to look at Yan Mingxin clearly, feel his every unconventional rhythm for him, count his sweat dripping on the bed, and listen to his breathing...There are too many things that are worth experiencing more than venting itself, he I don't want to get confused.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, grabbed Yan Mingxin's hand with both hands, rubbed each of his knuckles tirelessly, and repeatedly traced the lines on his palm, not knowing how to love him anymore.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Yan Mingxin finally opened his mouth and asked calmly, "Do you find it troublesome and don't want to say anything?"

He slowly figured out that his father was his only family member, and he shouldn't hide it, but Jun Yang also had a hard time all the way, and now he managed to live a comfortable life for two days - except for the indispensable end-of-semester summary, aftermath and cleaning Outside the snow, he was full of fights and calculations, and Jun Yang really only relaxed for two or three days. At this time, if he is honest and honest, his life may be tormented again.

As a son of man, he should respect and be honest with his father, and it should not be based on what is difficult for others.

Yan Mingxin shook his hand: "I thought about it, but it's okay if I don't talk about it for now."

"It's not that I'm afraid of trouble." Jun Yang regained his sobriety a bit.

The more Yan Mingxin wanted to stand in front of him, the more reluctant he was to push Yan Mingxin out, causing the father and son to be at loggerheads.

He said, "I want to wait a little longer."

Yan Mingxin had a headache: "...Why do you have to wait again? Can you just say a date and when will you act?"

Jun Yang thought about it, and said seriously: "Wait until the day I am sure."

"Then you still don't know when?" Yan Mingxin couldn't laugh or cry, "I said, you just need to start and leave the rest to me. How do you know that I'm not sure right now? You don't trust me so much?"

Every day in his work, he indirectly protects people he has never met. However, for Jun Yang, his protection far exceeds the scope of his duties. As long as Jun Yang speaks, he can do his best at any time to cover him up The wind and rain of the world.

"Of course I believe you." Jun Yang looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "I believe you can roll on the ground holding Captain Yan's leg right now, telling him to accept it, and if he gets angry, you run away, and when he calms down You come back and grind until he lets go. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"..." Yan Mingxin felt that the room was very hot when the windows were closed, so he took out his hand and fanned it resentfully, "You don't have to be so specific."

Jun Yang asked back: "Otherwise, what else can you do?"

Jun Yang's guess is inseparable. Of course, Yan Mingxin has no other way, and even if there is, it's more or less the same.

Those are his relatives. Of course, we should treat relatives the way we treat relatives. First, we must show our determination, and then we will talk softly. Is there anything wrong with that?

Jun Yang said slowly: "One day, you don't need to speak for me, you don't need to rely on Captain Yan's love for you, and you don't need to make him angry, he can accept us."

"...All right." Yan Mingxin didn't know how sober Jun Yang was, and why his father wasn't angry, and scratched his forehead sadly, "If it doesn't work, don't stress, I still have a way ...don't worry about what you do!"

Jun Yang smiled, spread his hand between the two, and waited for Yan Mingxin to hand it over to him.

In the past, he couldn't decide his origin, life and death, or stay. The light was far away from him, and the world seldom favored him.He is not qualified to love and be loved, he can only instinctively avoid fear, and yearn for dreams in panic.

And now, the most beautiful dream he has ever had is by his side——

"Everything will be better. Our future is not determined by our present situation, but by our thoughts and desires. Isn't it?"

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