The imperial marshal begs me every day to get back together

In February 2021, in the extreme north, the cold wind was howling, and the heavy snow was like grains of salt for nothing, which hurt people's cheeks.

The distant Chinese nation is celebrating the Chinese New Year, while Chu Sangluo is wearing a thick white protective suit to conduct survey missions at the Arctic Yangtze River Scientific Research Station.

"After measuring 85 degrees north latitude and 23 degrees west longitude, we can take a rest." Said the eldest brother Xie Wei who has worked at the scientific research station for three years.

Xie Wei is a postdoctoral fellow who majored in geology and is very simple and honest. In the year of graduation, he volunteered to work at the Arctic Scientific Research Station with great enthusiasm. He has been awarded as an advanced scientific research worker for two consecutive years.

Chu Sangluo was usually taken care of by Xie Wei. She pulled the scarf that covered half of her face with her hands wearing white alpine wool gloves. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth covered by the scarf. Although she couldn't see it, those gentle eyebrows and eyes were Curved, like the clearest crescent moon in the first month.

"Yes, Brother Xie, it's time to celebrate the New Year." Chu Sangluo squeezed the documents in her hand, although she was smiling, but for some reason, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, thinking about something.

Chu Sangluo is 23 years old, a graduate student, very gentle, fair-looking, and good-natured. Xie Wei has always regarded him as his younger brother. Sang Luo looks so beautiful when he smiles. Xie Wei thinks that in this place of minus twenty degrees below zero , the body suddenly warmed up.

Xie Wei handed him the trekking pole he was carrying behind his back: "Sang Luo, here, the terrain over there is off, so it's easier to walk with this."

"Thank you brother."

The researcher next to him joked: "Awei, you take care of Luoluo."

Xie Wei said: "Luoluo is my junior brother. If you don't take care of Luoluo, who will you take care of? You?"

A group of people came to the destination while talking and laughing. There is a huge and vast ice layer. Due to the scattering effect, the blue light with the shortest wavelength stays in the ice layer, emitting an indigo color as light as Peiyu. clear sky.

No one has mined here for tens of thousands of years. It is peaceful and lonely. Trekking poles and sleds rub against the ice surface, giving off a low echo, which spreads from the bottom of the water to the surface, like the whisper of sea water, and like the curse of nature, which makes people feel awe. .

Everyone is an old researcher, and the North Pole is like their own home. Although they have never been here, they are all experienced, holding various measuring tools in their hands and carrying out mining work in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Here, there are dead animals here!"

"What?" Everyone was stunned. How could there be dead animals in this place where the most cold-resistant arctic ducks don't come?

"Yes, it's a mink! There are cubs!" Someone shouted, "I don't know what species! Could it be a prehistoric creature tens of thousands of years ago?"

"It's like a sable." A researcher in his 30s pushed his glasses. "It was frozen to death, because it was well preserved in the ice layer. It's even possible that it was a creature tens of thousands of years ago."

The researchers began to bustling with each other, one after another gathered together to observe.

"Sang Luo, Sang Luo, what's the matter with you?" Xie Wei also thought about it. The most important thing these scientific researchers lack is curiosity. When they see some anecdotes, they instinctively want to study them.

Chu Sangluo stood where she was, her fingers trembling slightly in the cashmere gloves.

prehistoric creatures...

Sable Cubs...

freeze to death...

Sang Luo's thoughts seemed to merge with the blue sky and the sea for a moment, and the whispers from the ice layer knocked into Sang Luo's mind, arousing distant memories.

This memory is so ancient, but not very clear, as if a certain cute little sable is connected with his blood, in a place far away, out of his reach, that is what he cherishes most but cannot protect.

"Sang Luo, Sang Luo?"

Sang Luo raised his head, his clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?" Xie Wei's voice seemed to come through a layer of air membrane.

At the broken ice fault, someone lowered his head and shouted excitedly: "This sable cub is still changing teeth! Look, he's missing a tooth, and has a baby tooth that hasn't grown yet!"

Suddenly, Sang Luo pushed Xie Wei away and ran towards the place where the crowd gathered.

He was so anxious, his brain was blank and hypoxic, and he almost slipped and fell several times but managed to stabilize himself. He staggered to the edge of the crowd and pushed the researchers away. Fortunately, everyone knew Sang Luo, so they didn't make things difficult for him. Sang Luo squeezed out the crowd from the gap, and the body of the sable cub frozen in the ice crashed into Sang Luo's eyes.

That cub is very cute, because its body has collapsed after being frozen for thousands of years, its small body is thin, and it is curled up in a very insecure posture.

Before he died, he was staring at the front tightly, as if trying to grasp something, his eyes were full of sadness, fear and despair.

Like, like his own mother died in front of him...

Chu Sangluo's heart started to hurt, he should protect Niannian, it's all his fault that Niannian hasn't lived a good life with him since he was born...

Unable to hear everything around, Chu Sangluo ran towards the dead cub, his eyes were only on the cute cub frozen to death in the ice, and he couldn't even feel it when he fell to the ground because the ice was too slippery pain.

Chu Sangluo fell in front of the cub, the gloves fell off, the cold wind blew, and the ice and snow fell on the back of Chu Sangluo's hands, which immediately blew out dark red.

The ice that froze the cub had already been knocked off, Chu Sangluo raised his hand, and gently stroked the ice with his frozen fingers.

"Nian... Niannian..." Chu Sangluo's voice was very low, the scarf had slipped down, and white air came out around him as he spoke.

"Dad, I'm sorry for you, Dad, I'm sorry for you..."

"Sang Luo, Sang Luo!" Xie Wei pushed aside the crowd and walked in, "Your hands will be frozen!"

However, Sang Luo didn't seem to hear, and continued to caress the cub in the ice layer, his eyes were sad, and the transparent eyes were filled with water.

Xie Wei rushed to Sang Luo's side, trying to take Sang Luo's hand away, he exhaled whitely: "Sang Luo, be obedient, it's too cold, your fingers may freeze to death..."

However, Sang Luo, who is usually weak, did not know where the strength came from at this time, and Xie Wei couldn't pull him away.

Other researchers also gathered around Sang Luo. They more or less knew that this young and good-tempered master student was handsome and had excellent grades. Good impression.

However, no one persuaded Sang Luo to move him, and he couldn't pull it away. Just when everyone had no choice but to prepare to use force, a military helicopter stopped not far away.

The door of the plane opened, and a young man in a blue military uniform and white gloves came out.

He wears a badge and is followed by well-trained soldiers.

"You, who are you?" Everyone became nervous. Although the young man looked handsome, his aura was cold, making it hard to breathe.

"Lu Fengning." The man came to the crowd, straightened the collar of his military uniform, his phoenix eyes were cold, "Commander of the Fifth Army."

Everyone was silent for a while, Lu Fengning's black hair just passed by his ears, his pair of phoenix eyes were sharp and restrained, he was very handsome, even the workers who faced the ice and snow every day could feel his good looks, but he was more handsome than his face. What is more striking is the alienated yet powerful aura on his body.

Like a king of the jungle above all things.

Everyone's bodies began to tense unconsciously, and they didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they saw the badge on Lu Fengning's body, it was their own.

Lu Fengning's eyes swept over everyone one by one: "What happened?"

"Major General Lu, there is a situation ahead." The investigator reported to Lu Fengning.

Lu Fengning nodded slightly: "Go and have a look."

Everyone didn't expect a man so young to be a major general, and they were all impressed, and told Lu Fengning about the discovery of the prehistoric sable cubs.

Lu Fengning's phoenix eyes narrowed for a moment and returned to normal.

He quickened his pace a little, so that everyone was left far behind by him.

The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of the cold wind in the air.

The snow was blowing on Chu Sangluo, even his thick eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, like icing on a mousse cake.

Lu Fengning's military boots stayed in Chu Sangluo's sight.

Chu Sangluo threw herself on the poor cub with all her heart, until Lu Fengning took off her gloves and lifted his chin with her slender fingers.

Lu Fengning's flawless and beautiful face collided into Chu Sangluo's eyes, Chu Sangluo's pupils constricted, his heart beat uncontrollably, and then he began to tremble, his eyes stained with retreat and escape.

Lu Fengning put his gloves on the young graduate student's hands, wrapped Chu Sangluo's cold and red fingers with warm hands, and pulled him up.

The memories that traveled through hundreds of millions of years poured into Chu Sangluo's mind ignorantly and indistinctly, and disappeared like a tidal wave.

"Feng... No, general, general." Chu Sang lowered her head and withdrew her hand timidly.

"Is it cold?" Lu Fengning whispered.

Chu Sangluo nodded, then shook his head again.

Lu Fengning said hoarsely: "Sang Luo, are you afraid of me?"

Chu Sangluo shook his head, then nodded again.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Lu Fengning seemed to be looking for a suitable line, and finally he took a deep breath: "Don't be afraid, Sang Luo."

Chu Sangluo's face was pale, and her lips were bloodless.

His body began to shake involuntarily, his eyes trembled, his whole body lost strength, and he fell to the side.

Lu Fengning supported him in time, and wrapped him in his arms.

He asked softly, "Did you suffer from anemia?"

"No, no..." Chu Sang denied in a low voice trembling.

Lu Fengning took out a piece of white peach sandwich fudge from his pocket.

"Sangluo, I'm sorry for you." Lu Fengning sighed, pried open Chu Sangluo's teeth with his fingers, and put the candy into Chu Sangluo's mouth.

"You're not sorry for me, you're sorry for Xiaozhou and Niannian." The fudge melted in Chu Sangluo's mouth, with the sweetness of Chu Sangluo's favorite white peach fragrance, but Chu Sangluo supported Lu Fengning's chest with his hands, Lu Fengning pulled a little distance away.

"Sang Luo."

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and you still put yourself last."

"Can't this defect be corrected?" Lu Fengning raised his hand, lovingly stroking the hair on the side of Sang Luo's eyes.

Chu Sangluo stared blankly at Lu Fengning, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, not knowing how to respond.

Lu Fengning put a piece of Pei Yu on Chu Sangluo's neck: "Your feelings are very important."

"Your grievances in the future." Lu Fengning whispered in Sang Luo's ear, the warm breath made Chu Sangluo's ears itch slightly, "Tell me all about it."