Professor, your turtle!

Ji Fan stretched out his hands, tugging and tugging, like pulling people out like carrots.

In desperation, he erupted with great strength, and even forcibly pulled Fu Mingyuan, who was 1.8 meters tall, out of the snowdrift.

Fu Mingyuan rolled a few times and lay on his back on the snow, panting slightly.

The sound of breathing was extremely light and faint, but Ji Fan immediately recognized it.

He put his ear close to the other person's chest and listened hard - he had never seen Fu Mingyuan in such a distressed state, stiff and cold, even his eyebrows were covered with frost, only the slightly heaving chest showed that he was still alive for the time being.

Ji Fan panicked uncontrollably, tilted his head and took off his gloves, groping around the other person's face with his hands, trying in vain to pass on the body temperature so that the person lying down looked a little more angry.

The snow was wiped away by warm fingers, revealing a more embarrassing, pale face from the cold.

Ji Fan clenched his back molars tightly, his eyes were a little sour, and the feeling of fear became clearer, he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a itch flashed across his palm, as if he had been gently scratched by his eyelashes.

Ji Fan was stunned, and slowly put his fingers together, covering Fu Mingyuan's face.

In the next second, he felt the gentle itch come back again.

The other party opened his eyes and blinked tentatively.

Woke up?

He immediately withdrew his hand, leaned in front of the opponent, and looked at it carefully.

I saw Fu Mingyuan half-opening his eyes, looking upwards, his eyes were a little out of focus, and he didn't know whether he saw him clearly or not.

At that moment, the lost and recovered happiness filled the atrium, and the heart was like a little oriole, bouncing up and down tirelessly.Ji Fan couldn't help humming twice, hooked his fingers, and shook the opponent's arm slightly, like a baby, hoping that the opponent would wake up soon.

After a long while, Fu Mingyuan finally had a reaction, his light-colored eyes rolled, his eyes froze, Ji Fan's shadow was fully reflected in his pupils.He let out a slow breath, his lips murmured, and he spit out a few vague syllables.

Ji Fan didn't hear clearly, so he leaned down again and put his ear to his lips.

"You... are here." His breath was slightly cool, and he spit on his earlobe, and the ending sound was so soft that he could hardly hear it.

Ji Fan's heart twitched violently, his heart ached all over the place.

He raised his hand, put his arms around his shoulders, and hugged him tightly regardless of his care.

"Really... good," Fu Mingyuan regained more consciousness, and there was a hint of a smile in his weak voice, "Look, you saved me again."

Ji Fan tightened his arms, buried his head deeper into his shoulders and neck, and quietly hid the tears wrapped in his eyes.

At this moment, the two fell on top of each other, and Ji Fan hugged and refused to let go, like a pair of mandarin ducks crossing their necks to keep warm.

"...I owe you what I owe you, and I will never pay you back in my life." Fu Mingyuan said with a sigh.

——Who cares about you paying it back!Ji Fan was slightly annoyed, and took a bite out of anger.

Fu Mingyuan immediately noticed the flirtatious biting, and thought it was very cute, so he couldn't help but chuckled again.

He patted Ji Fan's back reassuringly, and slowly concluded: "A lifetime is not bad."

Ji Fan was still a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard this confession, he blinked his eyes at a loss and was stunned.

It's him... think too much?

Just as he lost his mind, a big hand wrapped his arms around the back of his head.

Fu Mingyuan turned his head, his thin lips were almost close to his ears, and said in a low voice, "I...you."

Crash!The gust of wind swept through the air with some hard object, and smashed the glass not far away. The sound was loud and swallowed the end of the sound instantly.

Ji Fan's heartbeat accelerated violently.

Wait, what did Mr. Fu just say?

He half propped himself up, raised his head, and fixed his eyes on the other party, his eyes full of childish expectation.Because of the nervousness, even the lips opened unconsciously, slightly upturned, looking soft and easy to kiss.

--what did you say?

—Please, please say it again!

Fu Mingyuan looked at him for a moment, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a sly smile: "Secret."

Ji Fan: "..."

It was probably because his expression was too stiff, Fu Mingyuan hurried to remedy it, rubbed his head with his backhand, and coaxed: "Let's go first, it's too cold. I'll tell you when I get back."

It was only then that Ji Fan came to his senses - the two of them were lying in the snow talking all the time, thanks to the fact that he couldn't feel the cold.

It was his negligence. Fu Mingyuan's lips were turning purple, but he was still making him happy.Thinking of this, Ji Fan felt distressed in his chest again, but this time, there was some indescribable pride in the pain, as if he had stolen some huge advantage.

He was completely satisfied, and immediately got up, and tried to help Fu Mingyuan up again.

"Cold?" Ji Fan gestured silently, pointing to his coat, as if to take off his clothes.

Fu Mingyuan was startled, and quickly covered his zipper: "Stop making trouble, little ancestor."

Ji Fan looked at him suspiciously, stubbornly refusing to move.

"I'm fine." Fu Mingyuan explained again, standing up straight, trying to move his arms and legs, "I'm really fine."

He was telling the truth.In fact, he was already prepared for cooling down. He put on several sets of waterproof thermal clothing in advance, and Ji Fan arrived in time, so he didn't suffer from hypothermia.

The only miscalculation was the sudden storm.

When he found himself completely lost, Fu Mingyuan probably felt that he was near the base, but he didn't dare to search rashly.

Under such climatic conditions, if you go in the wrong direction and get farther and farther away from the scientific research station, it will be troublesome.

After the blizzard passed, the sky finally became brighter, but the wind speed increased again, tightly blocking the way.He walked with difficulty, and finally found a leeward point and lay down on the spot, preparing to wait patiently for the storm to pass.

It happened that something happened when he lay down like this, and he was almost buried under the snow.

Shaking his stiff limbs, Fu Mingyuan felt that the strength was gradually returning to his body, so he withdrew the hand holding Ji Fan and tried to walk a few steps by himself.

"Look, are you okay?" He turned his head to greet Ji Fan, "Let's go."

Ji Fan followed immediately.He suppressed the worry in his heart, like a little tail, following step by step.Looking at Fu Mingyuan again, he saw that his stride was steady, and he looked like he was really fine.

The problem of walking was solved for the time being, but at this moment, the two of them encountered a new problem—speaking of which, where should they go?

Previously, Ji Fan followed the mysterious man all the way to this place, but it was a bit difficult for him to grope his way back.

In the darkness, the road looked exactly the same in every direction.

Ji Fan stood in embarrassment for a while, and tried to tell Fu Mingyuan with gestures—let's go back and find that person. He is very familiar with the surrounding terrain and should be able to take us out.

that person?Fu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't say anything, but doubts abounded in his heart.

Who is that?He lived here for nearly a month and had never seen a second living person here.

Ji Fan compared a general height and body type, but he couldn't tell more about his appearance.

It's not that his memory is faulty, but after careful recollection, the man's face is always blurred, and he can't tell any more profound features. He can only vaguely remember some features of the Europa race— - Hair color is extremely light, nose bridge is high and narrow, pupils are cold, and they are alienated pigeon gray.

"It's okay." Fu Mingyuan seemed to have thought of something, and relieved him softly, "Go and have a look first."

Ji Fan heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and took the lead to walk in the direction he remembered.

It was dark, and the two groped their way back. When they got close, they found that the man standing under the eaves had disappeared at some point.

"You just now..." Fu Mingyuan frowned, "Did you really see someone?"

Looking at the clean snow, Ji Fan nodded very lightly.

"sure?"

This time, Ji Fan hesitated, unable to answer for a long time.

The snow under the eaves is flat and clean, with only a pair of footprints, which are evidence that he himself has stood.

But the man who was supposed to be standing beside him didn't leave even a trace.

What is this...

Before he had time to think about it, a vague sound suddenly floated in the night.

The two looked at each other, turned their heads together, and looked at the source of the sound.

Just at this moment, the wind was silent for a moment, and the voice as thin as a gossamer was immediately clearer.

It's a harmonica.

In the depths of the distant night, it seems that someone is playing, one or the other, casually playing out of tune ditties.

The two listened with bated breath, but couldn't tell what the tune was.

The sound of the piano was intermittent and changed the tune willfully. The only thing that remained unchanged was the unique melancholy meaning of the Soviet love song minor.

A trace of doubt flashed in Ji Fan's heart, and he slowly inserted his hand into his pocket, only to find the empty cloth pocket - the harmonica, like his mysterious owner, disappeared without a trace at some time.

In the distance, the ditty is still playing, as if trying to convey some message.

Listening sideways, Ji Fan became more and more sure that such a special tone was exactly the harmonica he had played before.

A vague outline of conjectures gradually formed in his mind: from an optimistic point of view, the man may have returned to the base, and he may not be sure that he is using the sound of the piano to help them guide the way.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this seems to be the only logical conclusion right now.

Ji Fan didn't hesitate for too long, he always had an unexplainable trust in the man he met by chance, and there seemed to be a voice deep in his heart telling him that he would not hurt them.

Thinking of this, he put aside his doubts, took Fu Mingyuan with his back hand, stepped on the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow, and walked slowly in the direction of the music.

However, no matter how long they went, they couldn't get close to the ethereal sound of the harmonica.It always hangs the two of them neither far nor near, like a red apple tied in front of a donkey's head.

Whenever they were exhausted and wanted to stop and rest for a while, the sound of the harmonica would suddenly become louder and clearer, piercing through the wind and snow, stimulating the eardrums of the two, urging them to stand up and move on.

As he got closer to the base and the sound of the music became louder, Fu Mingyuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Ji Fan was a little puzzled, and looked back, only to see him make a "shh" gesture.

"listen."

On the dark wasteland, the sound of the harmonica is still intermittent, without a melody, and there is an indescribable desolation and sadness.

What are you going to hear?Ji Fan frowned in confusion.

Fu Mingyuan closed his eyes slightly, hummed a little tune softly, and slowly, he managed to put all those fragmented and weird harmonica notes together.

He hummed once in a low voice, and then started again from the beginning. This time, the tune immediately became smooth.

Now, even Ji Fan reacted.

This song is clearly...

"White Rose." Fu Mingyuan opened his eyes and whispered.

The eyes of the two met, and there were indescribable complex emotions in their eyes.

Ji Fan opened his mouth in amazement, horrific guesses rolled in his throat, but he still couldn't ask directly.

Fu Mingyuan took the initiative to hold his wrist.

"Come on," he said gently, "don't disappoint their good intentions."

As for who he meant by "they"... perhaps it's self-explanatory.

Ji Fan let him drag him, and turned his head to look at Fu Mingyuan's calm side face, feeling puzzled.

——He always thought that a scientist like Mr. Fu must be a firm materialist, but looking at the other party's current appearance, it seems that he accepts all these supernatural phenomena well...

As if guessing his regret, Fu Mingyuan hooked the corners of his lips, and slowed down his voice: "I said that no one can tell what the end of science is, whether it is philosophy, or religion, or theology..." Pause for a moment, Realizing that he was pulling away, he turned his head and rubbed the back of Ji Fan's neck, as if talking to him and convincing himself: "Perhaps...we shouldn't be too arrogant. Miracles don't always make sense Yes, if you have to get to the bottom of it, it will only increase your troubles."

Ji Fan seemed to understand, but nodded.

Perhaps no one in the world can understand what a miracle is better than him.

When he met him, in a sense, it was already a one-in-a-million miracle.

Earlier, he also wanted to figure out what secrets were hidden behind all this.

But now, such curiosity has gradually faded.

Anyway, they've met.In any case, they were destined to meet.

This bit of truth was enough for him.

Just as he was deep in thought, he turned a corner that blocked his line of sight, and suddenly a light appeared in his line of sight.

I saw a temporary gas lamp hanging high above the gate of the base.

Ji Fan didn't remember when he dug out the gas lamp in the warehouse, nor did he remember turning on this lighthouse-like light before going out.

But at this moment, the melting and warm light penetrated the terrible darkness like the scorching sun, and even the deepest night could not invade this shelter.

Fu Mingyuan held onto Ji Fan's hand tightly: "We're home."