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Early this morning, Yan Mingxin was at the barber shop trimming his hair.

After washing, cutting and blowing a set, the hair stylist who just woke up was thinking about styling and styling. There are so many ways to add icing on the cake for this customer. Wouldn’t it be a pity not to earn this money?

He pinched his orchid fingers, squeezed his throat and began to say: "It looks good, it would be better if the end of this hair is permed..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Mingxin unfastened the buckle around his neck: "No, thank you."

The hair stylist caught a glimpse of the uniform under the apron, silently swallowed the long speech that followed, and glared at the apprentice who was washing his hair.

Even if Yan Mingxin had the guts to try, he would not have time to perm his tail today.The three events before were overhanging the top, and he had a very tight schedule. In addition to looking after himself, he also had to buy New Year's goods and visit relatives and friends.

Yan Mingxin's appearance is naturally perfect in one step, without too much fancy, just a shave and a haircut is far better than many people's cramp plastic surgery, buying New Year's goods is even easier, the store is more thoughtful than the buyer, casual Find a supermarket and put the red, orange, yellow and green in a box at the door, and it will be done for their family.

As for visiting relatives and friends... Yan Mingxin was not afraid of being asked about his studies when he was a child, and he was not afraid of being asked about his work when he grew up. Of course, ordinary visits to relatives and friends would not make him flustered.

But this year is different, he is going to visit Junyang's hometown: Shanhaiguan Military Region.

Floating clouds in the world always cover people's eyes. Many people seem to have deep affection and righteousness, but in fact they have a hard heart when things come to an end. Some people are indifferent and ruthless on the surface, acting perversely, but secretly they can't forget.His Jun instructor is obviously the latter.

Not long ago, Jun Yang received a transfer order and was sent to Fengtian Aviation Training Camp to serve as the coach of the future K-2020 fleet of Shengjing Ship.After reporting, the leader asked him to go to the Shanhaiguan Military Region to pick up relevant training materials and learn experience methods.

Network transmission, express delivery, and easy delivery are all nonsense. Of course, the classified carrier that records the top-secret information must be personally received by a special person, and supervised and preserved by multiple parties.However, even though the purpose of this trip was very solemn, Yan Mingxin, who had nothing to do with him, was brought along. Jun Yang's "incidental" visit to Staff Officer Chen did not seem to be as incidental as he said.

During the days when he was away from home, the deeper he missed, the deeper he hid, so deep that no trace was revealed between the words and the lines. Only face to face could Yan Mingxin see the slight gleam in his eyes when he mentioned this matter. Fleeting anticipation.

Yan Mingxin's sense of responsibility arises spontaneously, and he vaguely realizes that it's time to show his talents.

However, he never imagined that one day he would have to face the hurdle of meeting his parents, and he didn't really know how to show his talents.

Yan Dingbo often called Jun Yang to come to his house for dinner. Their instructor Jun didn't hesitate at all.Yan Mingxin has only seen such a reference object at close range in his life, and Jun Yang's stability as a mountain gave him an illusion, making him think that he should be almost the same when he is in a different place.It's a pity that he grew up step by step, and didn't realize that Jun Yang's old god was tempered into steel after many storms of impermanence and human feelings.

The night before, Yan Mingxin planned to save energy and tax, and went to bed early, but after saying goodbye to Duke Zhou early in the morning, he looked in the mirror and found that his hair was a bit long.After tidying up his grooming at the barbershop all morning, in order to avoid traffic jams in the city, he went out early, but such a plan was far from enough. He also ignored one thing: New Year’s Eve is approaching, choosing this time to visit relatives or friends or They are not the only ones traveling by car.

Everyone unanimously contributed to the difficulty of walking, and the "auto show" at several high-speed exits was as grand as the morning and evening peaks on weekdays.

Yan Mingxin was the captain of Team X of the J-100 fleet at the time. This is a newly formed team. It has not been disclosed to which base it will be deployed in the future, but it is obvious that even if he does not seek others, others will seek him. His communication could no longer rely solely on shouting, and he had to carry his mobile phone with him when he left the base.

As soon as he dialed out, Jun Yang was occupying the line.

Just when he was about to hang up impatiently, the phone was picked up first.

As if he had a tacit understanding, Jun Yang asked, "What's wrong? Are there too many cars on the road?"

The more Yan Mingxin looked out the window, the more impatient he became, and he felt more guilty than writing any self-criticism: "There are too many cars on the road today, where did these people come from? No, I went out late--I'm sorry, I will definitely pay attention next time , go out earlier."

Jun Yang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you still here?"

"Come on, definitely come, I'm on my way." What's the deal with retreating?Yan Mingxin agreed without hesitation, but couldn't help being short of breath, and hummed softly, "It looks like it will take half an hour to arrive, is there still time? What if I don't make it in time?"

"It's in time, I won't miss it." Jun Yang breathed a sigh of relief, unhurried, and spoke as slowly as the speed of traffic, "I'm sorry? It's none of your business if there are more people on the road, and you didn't let them go to the street." .It’s me, I should have known I should pick you up earlier, and it would take a little longer to take a taxi. Hmm...have you had breakfast yet?"

"No," Yan Ming said, "I went to get a haircut in the morning."

"You still got a haircut?" Jun Yang said with a chuckle, "Okay, don't worry, take your time. I'll pack some from the restaurant and eat it later on the way."

The taxi driver didn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, but just observed the words and expressions, inferred a general idea, and sighed: "The young man has a good temper and is easy to talk to. If I were late, my wife would have told me before I got on the phone." Scolded?"

He is envious of the people in the back seat who treat each other with respect as guests, but he doesn't know that the passengers also envy him and his wife.The two glanced at each other in the rearview mirror, each sighing with concern.

Yan Mingxin put his arms on his arms and thought for a while: "Actually, it's not that he has a good temper, it may be that... he is only good-tempered to me."

Every time I go to Yan’s house for dinner, Jun Yang can always drink a bowl of sweet chicken soup made by Captain Yan himself. Influenced by the hard work or touching stories of his predecessors, he gets a short-term spiritual sublimation and feels pure and ascetic , Fame and fortune are empty, with a passion in her arms, and she spends her spring and autumn.But he is young after all, and the secular world is still waiting for him to struggle. As soon as Captain Yan goes out to sea, the brilliance of selflessness fades away, and the consciousness of not advancing or retreating immediately returns, and begins to urge him to move forward again.Coupled with the fact that Yan Mingxin is beside him—the undercurrents that can only be experienced by people with precious treasures are unspeakable. In short, only by taking every step and striving for the top can he have enough sense of security.

If not, he could not call the air traffic control after Yan Mingxin confirmed that he was late: "I have something to deal with, please help me postpone the departure time by half an hour to an hour."

In order to transport classified carriers, special planes have a higher priority than ordinary planes.The entire military air traffic management system will affect the whole body. Not only the flight plan of the local aircraft has to be rescheduled and reported, but also the scheduling of the airports in the two places and the order of the air corridors have also changed.Although all of these are automatically adjusted by the computer system, the final recipient of each aircraft take-off and landing instruction change is still a human being, and the staff of all relevant sorties have been busy for a while.

Jun Yang was resting in the car with his eyes closed. Staff Officer Chen called and asked dissatisfiedly: "Jun Yang, what's the matter with you kid? Let me tell you, you are now a member of Fengtian, and I am not used to you. If you want to get the information, you can come and get it, it’s good if you don’t let you visit the thatched cottage, how dare we let our plane wait for you?”

"Old Chen, you haven't moved, have you?" Jun Yang asked without answering, "I'll visit you at night, don't run around."

It is said that reaching out and not hitting the smiling face is not a big deal. Staff Officer Chen's fierce voice was interrupted by this sudden warm address, and his tone softened a bit: "I'm already old, what can I do?" Home? You want to come early, don't stay in the middle of the night, make it look like you are shameless, what does it look like!"

Every year, one or two young people are recommended by him to enter the military academy to study, and most of them have become successful. There are not a few of them who are still in Shanhaiguan, and they still go to him during the holidays.Staff Officer Chen understood very clearly that most people came here to make a point.It doesn't matter to him, he never cares about these things anyway.

But Jun Yang is different, he has already discovered that Jun Yang is really interested in visiting the door during the New Year's Day, and he can't stop him, and for some reason, he always likes to come in the middle of the night, with five people Sit on six grounds for a long time before leaving.

What Staff Officer Chen didn't know was that the orphanage where Jun Yang lived in the early years was located in the back alley facing the street.It is impossible for a house in this location to be used as a facade. Most people pass by and cannot see its doors and windows, and it is too noisy to use it as a residence.After all, there are a lot of furnished rental houses in remote counties, and you can rent a place with good conditions for a few decent meals.Most of the neighboring houses of the orphanage are used as warehouses, or simply converted into workshops.

Jun Yang and the others couldn't see the hustle and bustle on the street, but they could hear the noise from the street clearly.There is a shop nearby, and the owner of the shop often stays open late at night, fearing that someone will steal something while he is asleep, so he installed a doll that automatically greets customers on the door.Every time someone pushes the door or walks into the store, the welcome doll will make a sound of "Ding Dong! Welcome" that breaks the tranquility.

The longer the holidays, the longer the store's business hours, dolls welcome, store greetings, passers-by greetings, customers asking prices... one after another.

Twenty years have passed, and Jun Yang can't remember what he heard when he was awakened by the conversations of adults in those years. It's just that this kind of biological clock, which is predicted by the taste of the seasons and is based on the year, is firmly in his heart. Impressed.In part of his cognition and vision, the holiday life of a normal person should be like that - working in a daze during the day, and visiting with his family at night.

Even though he used to be alone and not good at speaking, every time he came to the door, he would always feel cramped like listening to the training, but he still wanted to walk around in a similar way. Now he has been reborn, and he yearns to revisit the old place like never before.

"Understood, isn't it too late to go at eight o'clock?" Jun Yang said, "Don't forget to tell the control center where you are, passing time..."

"Speak briskly!" Staff Officer Chen was afraid that everything would go his way, which would make him lose his sense of propriety, and he would suffer losses outside without knowing it. He said viciously, "Do you know that the Chinese New Year is almost here? Where can I adjust the time for you? Take a detour!"

"Oh." Jun Yang said calmly, "That's fine."

Seeing that he was determined, Staff Officer Chen asked curiously, "What's the matter with you, as for delaying takeoff?"

Jun Yang answered calmly, "I'm waiting for someone."

"You boy... that's all?" Staff Officer Chen said angrily, "Who? Who are you waiting for? Can't you let him go with the plane behind! Don't forget what you are here for, after all Which is important?"

"No, it's all important." Jun Yang smiled, "At least not this time - I'm waiting for someone who will show it to you. I haven't heard that there are two trips, do you understand?"

After handing over the materials, it was still early before the time agreed with Staff Officer Chen. Jun Yang took Yan Mingxin to wander around Shanhaiguan.On a whim, the two simply bought a car and went to the Kutao Maritime Training Center.

"At that time, we were just like the fire brigade," Jun Yang said as he walked, "Wherever we called for help, the instructor would drag us there to work."

The errands Jun Yang received back then were all kinds of strange things, the net broke and the ship sank, the people lost their dogs, the list goes on and on, the dock repairs, degaussing, etc. that Yan Mingxin dreamed about were still famous jobs. "He preached to us that this is a practical opportunity. In fact, what kind of practice is it? He didn't even teach the theory. He circled a group of social youths to prevent us from going out and causing trouble."

It is impossible for people's dreams to be separated from their own knowledge. Yan Mingxin's various plots in his dreams, most of the scenes are pieced together from his memories of those years in the military academy.He knew that the training center would not be the same as he had imagined, but he didn't expect the place to be so small—they didn't walk for long, and they first encountered a piece of iron net at a distance of one or two kilometers from the sea.

It's come to an end.

Yan Mingxin looked around, but didn't realize it for a moment: "Is this the end? Is it just this big?"

"It's that small." Jun Yang said.Except for the wear and tear of the building due to the wind and rain, the training center is no different from ten years ago. I have seen high-rise buildings, blue sea and blue sky, and I feel that this place is inconspicuous, like a matchbox.

He said: "There is a military port in front of Kutao, and a military area in the back. This is just a training center for the garrison. How big can it be?"

Yan Mingxin looked around: "When you were here, how many classes were there?"

"A dozen? Twenty? I forgot the exact number." It's been too long, and Jun Yang can't recall, "During the exercise, thousands of people ran around this small playground. .”

He glanced at Yan Mingxin's expression, and added: "You read that right, it's here. It must be incomparable with your famous school."

"..." Yan Mingxin heard that the voice was not right, turned around and walked in front of him, "What do you mean?"

Jun Yang shrugged: "It's not interesting."

Yan Mingxin followed his eyes, he understood, raised his hands and said, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean what you thought."

Jun Yang said lightly: "Really."

Yan Mingxin: "..."

How can this be "nothing interesting", it is clear that it must be explained.

"Cough!" Yan Mingxin cleared his throat, licked his lips, and coaxed in a good voice, "I mean, the school is small, but it is surrounded by mountains and sea, the environment is good, and the sense of responsibility is also very strong—— As you said, isn't it good to recruit..."appropriate-age young people" from the society, organize skills training, and even lead teams to practice? After going back and forth, it may awaken the simple souls one by one? It has a great impact on social stability. The effect is far greater than its size, yes, it is powerful."

Jun Yang leaned on the barbed wire with his shoulders, and took out a cigarette from the box.He fumbled around on his body but couldn't find a lighter, so he could only hold it more casually than smoking a cigarette: "What's so strange, 'young people of the right age' also want to eat."

"..." Yan Ming seemed to be pricked by a small needle in his confidence.

Yan Dingbo specifically asked the Ministry of State Security about the later stage of the operation of the orphanage, and he had heard some of it.Jun Yang was not joking, perhaps when they were celebrating their admission to the military academy, Jun Yang even had to think about where his future life would be after leaving the gate of the orphanage.

Yan Mingxin took a step closer, stretched out his hand and scratched Jun Yang's nose: "You are the most powerful. To be honest, this place is indeed smaller than I imagined, and it is obviously more difficult to enter Shanhaiguan from here. So I was surprised, and another important reason is that I always feel that you should come from a vast place."

He looked at the sea sky in the distance, and said: "Usually when I go out on a mission, I think in my heart that I must finish it no matter what, but every time I fly with you, I especially hope that everything goes well and can be completed beautifully. It’s good to change the impression left on you when you dropped the bomb for the first time. At that time, you seldom talked to us, and you never joked. You came on time and on time, and left immediately when you received the return order. I didn’t have a chance to know you at all. ...do you know what I look like when I look at you in the rearview mirror?"

Jun Yang raised his eyebrows: "What kind?"

"Let's fly to the base, you fly to the sea." Yan Mingxin grasped the iron net with his fingers, approached him little by little, and said softly, "I thought to myself, oh, he came from the sky, he wants to go back Now, when can we see you again?"

Qian Chuan Wan wears flattery and does not wear it, Yan Mingxin coaxes him, Jun Yang immediately forgets his worries, and nods happily: "Go on, why are you seeing me again?"

In fact, he was not angry at first, but this place is so small and small, as simple as all the places he lived in before.He is used to it, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it, but when he thinks that Yan Ming's favorite son may really not see it, he can't help but feel helpless.

"I am grateful for the people and things you have experienced along the way. They interacted intentionally or unconsciously and sent you to my side." Yan Ming said, "Goodbye, I want to thank you, thank you for taking care of me when I was unconscious , although you don't seem to have any good intentions, but thank you anyway."

Jun Yang sneered at him: "Ingratitude. I wish I could sleep with you, isn't that enough?"

Yan Mingxin asked, "Do you sleep with me, or with me?"

Jun Yang looked frank: "One thing, no conflict. Have you ever dreamed of any X-rated content?"

Jun Yang had only just turned eighteen at that time, Yan Mingxin imagined what he looked like when he was young—a mischievous kid at all, according to his own understanding.

Firstly, he regards Jun Yang as his younger brother, secondly, he is full of other things on his mind, how can he think of strange things?

He stammered angrily, "Are you perverted or am I perverted?"

Jun Yang refused to comment, but the corners of his eyes and brows were a little persuasive, but he said it was okay.

Yan Mingxin remembered something.He took a good look at the teaching building not far away, and couldn't help asking: "Why did I dream that you were taking sleeping pills? Have you really never taken them?"

"Did you tell me, how do I understand that?" Jun Yang shook his head, "It must be someone surnamed Liang who came over to chatter, you have overheard."

When he was young, he was gloomy because of the difficult situation, difficult to reconcile with himself because of difficulty in walking, self-imprisoned because of restlessness and nowhere to vent, and difficult to sleep because of loneliness and anxiety... But he couldn't think of taking medicine for colds and bruises, let alone Painless insomnia?That's something a man like him wouldn't even think about.

Taking a step back, if he is really desperate and wants to break into the house, he should get some money to improve his life.

The surname Liang is called... what is his name?He has been too busy recently, he has forgotten, and he can't even remember his appearance clearly.

That person is like the vast majority of people in this world, working tirelessly on his own. For him, the iron wall of principle is just a moral buffer zone. Make hesitation, explain yourself fluently, and cross over with luck in a sunny time.

When breaking the principle, it is bound to hurt others intentionally or unintentionally, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the people who suffer from it may be thousands of miles away because of the butterfly effect, and most of the evidence and traces of these injuries are hidden in the chaos of life. In the middle, as time goes by, it gradually disappears.

Not everyone who suffers a loss has the opportunity to fight for his reasons and get back on track.

Yan Mingxin was his luck.

However, Jun Yang was a little annoyed when he thought that the words of the surname Liang had inexplicably mixed into Yan Mingxin's dream and grafted him into a strange shape.

He took away the cigarette, frowned slightly and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"...I can't remember clearly for a long time." Yan Mingxin noticed the subtle emotional changes of the people around him, picked at the iron net innocently, and honestly blinked his eyes to recall, "I only remember that I dreamed of the blue sky, the sea, and you. .”

The blue sky, the sea—maybe Yan Mingxin could hear a few words from his surroundings when his consciousness was slightly awake, and blended them into his dreams vaguely, but Jun Yang had no intention of discussing the scenery at that time, and he was already familiar with the surrounding environment, so he didn’t specifically mention it What a blue sky and sea.

This is the original memory deep in Yan Mingxin's heart.

The dream that he couldn't get to the bottom of was like an exquisite crystal ball, hidden in this person's crystal clear heart.Occasionally, the crystal ball came out to walk around, and rolled around with a grunt, unintentionally calming down the frizz in his heart caused by the world.

Yan Mingxin asked: "What's wrong? Isn't it right? Isn't that what you said?"

"Yes, I said it." Jun Yang took it easy, "Sky and sea and me, I said it, you just remember it. But, it's just me, without you?"

The small campus is empty, as if there is no one else in the whole world.

Yan Mingxin leaned over and bumped against him lightly: "Isn't there now?"