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The communication was maintained intermittently, and Bei Qiao returned to the room, only feeling a tightness in his throat.He wrapped up the quilt and poured several cups of hot water into his belly.He felt very bad about himself, his body only felt more and more hot, and his mind became fuzzy.

"Little Qiao, the roads before and after us are blocked, I'll find you later." Luo Shang'an said.

"No." Bei Qiao immediately refused, he barely suppressed his disordered breathing, "The communication cannot be interrupted."

Luo Shangan over there was silent for a moment, and then his tone dropped sharply, "How are you over there?"

"It's nothing serious. My earphones don't work, so the communication must be connected all the time, otherwise I may not be able to contact you again." Bei Qiao's voice trembled slightly, and his body temperature had probably soared to over 39 degrees.

"What's wrong with you? Why is the voice so strange." Luo Shangan's tone on the other end became anxious, "Did something happen in the city?"

Bei Qiao only felt that he had a severe headache. He leaned against the head of the bed, breathing more and more heavily, and a strange picture appeared in front of his eyes due to dizziness.

He belatedly realized that this illness came a little strangely.

The chest was in pain as if being burned by a raging fire. Bei Qiao's forehead was dripping with sweat. He curled up on the head of the bed, his mind was in a mess.

It seemed that something important had been overlooked by him.

Suddenly, panicked shouts were heard from the streets of the town of Cape Watch.

"Look! What's on those ice cliffs!"

"It's a ghost! A ghost!"

"No, it's the sea, it's the blue sea coming out! My God!"

The last loud male voice was almost roaring: "It's rushing towards the city!"

As if something rushed into her mind, Bei Qiao squeezed her bangs on her forehead and closed her eyes tightly.

Snow covered the glaciers of his memory.

The river flowed to the brightly lit house and was melted by the hot lights.

"Snow".

Siren.

searchlight.

There is a never-ending snowfall in the city.

The boy walked forward holding the boy's hand, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

The boy replied without any pause: "Bei Qiao."

The young man nodded appreciatively: "This name is really nice. In this way, when we get home, you can call me 'Luo Ge'. Don't let them see that we know each other, you know?"

Bei Qiao nodded.

They went straight to a house surrounded by iron nets.The house was very luxurious, a small four-story European-style building, with warm orange light shining through the building, and two teams of guards stood in front of the door.

The moment they saw the boy, the guards made way for him.

"Master, you are back."

The boy gave them a friendly smile, "Everyone has worked hard. I brought my friend back, but he fell in the snow and was injured, so don't search him."

The guard had no doubts, and opened the door to let the teenager and the boy walk in.

Entering the room, the air in the room was obviously much better than outside, and several servants greeted the boy one after another.

"Please prepare the hot water in the bathroom. I'll take my friend to take a shower later." The boy spoke politely to everyone.

"Are you the owner of this house?" Bei Qiao asked the boy.

The teenager smiled "hehe" and winked at him, "Why, my parents are the masters. If I remember the time correctly, my father and younger brother will be home in a few minutes. They have very good personalities, so you can rest assured. "

As soon as the words fell, only a few "Hello, General" came from outside the door.

Immediately after the doorknob was turned, a man in a military uniform in a fleece came in, with a gust of wind and snow, that was Admiral Luo.

The young man rushed forward with a smile on his face, rubbing his arms against the man's arm: "Father!"

Admiral Luo stroked the boy's hair, "How old is he, he still acts like a baby, so many people are watching."

Around them came the laughter of the servants, and they whispered.

"Young master is really cute."

"Yes, the relationship between the general and the young master is really good."

Bei Qiao stood quietly and watched. He noticed that Admiral Luo brought a boy into the door.However, the attention of all the servants was attracted by Admiral Luo and the young man, and no one paid attention to the boy following behind.

The boy looked only a year or two older than Bei Qiao, and his aura was very cold.The boy took off his clothes and hung them on the hanger at the door, then stood beside him, watching Admiral Luo hugging the boy with a smile on his face.

From beginning to end, the boy didn't say a word.

As if sensing Bei Qiao's gaze, the boy looked at him.The boy's pupils were as bright as obsidian, but there was no smile in them, and he looked a little alienated.

Bei Qiao stretched out her hand from the thick clothes and waved quietly at the boy.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and finally another expression appeared on his ice-like face.

The warm lamp in the living room cast a shadow, a servant noticed the boy standing by the door, walked over and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, your room has been furnished, come with me to rest."

The boy nodded and followed the servant up the spiral staircase.Halfway through the walk, the boy turned his head slightly and glanced down—Bei Qiao was standing there, smiling at him.

There was no impurity in that smile, no flattery, flattery, or hypocrisy. It was the innocence and friendliness that only belonged to the young, like the rising sun melting the first snow.

"Who is that?" The young master of the Luo family raised his head and asked the servant beside him.

"That's the friend brought back by the young master." The servant said with a smile.

Hearing this answer, the boy's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't ask any more questions.

……

The alarm sounded until one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The room is very dark, the only light comes from the crescent moon in the night sky, and only the "click" of the wall clock can be heard quietly.

The young master of the Luo family leaned against the head of the bed and looked out the window.Snowflakes fluttered one after another, and searchlights swept across the street from time to time, like the white hair of a snow girl falling on a high mountain.

His young face had a calm expression that didn't match his age, even when he was leaning on the bed, he was sitting upright.His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his gaze stayed outside the window, not knowing which snowflake he was following.

Suddenly, his door was opened.

This was something that had never happened before. No one would enter his house without knocking, not even his father, Admiral Luo.

He looked towards the door.

There was a light on in the corridor, and a boy with beautiful sky-blue eyes stood at his door, seemingly startled.

The blue-eyed boy seemed to have just taken a bath, his hair was wet, his round face was pink and smooth under the dim light, like a steamed egg just taken out of a pot.

This boy is Bei Qiao.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I remembered the wrong room." Bei Qiao explained in a panic.

For some reason, the young master of the Luo family was amused by this move.

"Would you like to come in and sit for a while," he said.

"Is that okay?" Bei Qiao asked.

"It's all right," he replied.

Bei Qiao then walked in generously, and closed the door very intimately.

The little boy stretched out his hand to Bei Qiao, and Bei Qiao naturally held his hand, and sat down on his bed without avoiding suspicion.

He found it very novel.Except for his elder brother, no one has ever dared to be so rude to him.In the era when the situation of all parties is getting worse and worse, the military monopolizes all the power of the country. Under the power, all people are divided into ranks and ranks, just like military ranks.

And this boy seemed to have no sense of hierarchy in the world at all, but was willing to approach him equally and proactively, just like... a friend.

His heart moved slightly.

The word "friend" never seems to have any connection with him.

"My name is Bei Qiao." Bei Qiao put his hand on his chest, even at night, his sky blue pupils were still clear and bright, "What's your name?"

He was stunned.

Because high-level military officials are closely watched by the governments of many countries, he and his brother have never had the habit of disclosing their real names to the outside world.Therefore, when the boy named "Bei Qiao" asked him for his name with innocent eyes, he didn't know what to do for a while.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Luo... Luo..."

Before he could finish speaking, his hands were suddenly clenched by the boy in front of him.He looked over in surprise, only to see Bei Qiao smiling, eyebrows and eyes curved, "Luo Luo, what a nice name, I like it very much."

The word "like" caught his ears, and he paused.

It seemed that something closed in his heart burst open in an instant, and warm liquid flowed from his eye sockets and slid down his cheeks.

Bei Qiao panicked, and stretched out her little hand to wipe his tears in a hurry: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Did I say something that made you unhappy? Why are you crying?"

"It's okay. I'm very happy." He took Bei Qiao's hand and wiped away his tears, "Thank you, this is the first time I've been praised by people around me since I can remember."

"First time? Why?" Bei Qiao looked at him in surprise.

He lowered his tone, "Because, as long as my brother is here, everyone will never see me."

The excellent and flamboyant son of Luo's family inherited all the excellent genes from his parents. He established a good relationship with the high-level military at the age of 15, and occupied all eyes including the head of the family.

"Sometimes, being invisible is not necessarily a bad thing, otherwise I wouldn't have to escape." Bei Qiao said with relief, then rolled up her sleeves, "Look."

With just one glance, he was stunned.

The tender skin is covered with bruises and pinhole marks, as well as rope marks from years of being tied up with instruments.Bei Qiao was still smiling.

"Aren't you my brother's friend?" he said in surprise.

Bei Qiao shook his head. "I escaped from the top-secret base laboratory, and your brother saved me."

He was taken aback at first, and his pupils constricted after realizing which laboratory it was.

"you……"

"I don't know when I will be arrested." Bei Qiao said jokingly, with his tone still lively, "So, Lolo, it's good to not be noticed sometimes."

He took Bei Qiao's hand, and the shock in his heart could not fade for a long time.

Wrong, all wrong.

From the very beginning, he mistook the boy in front of him.

Bei Qiao is not ignorant of the world. This boy must have endured a life of pain that he could never imagine, but he can still maintain such a pure and clean smiling face.

"Does it hurt..." he said softly.

"It doesn't hurt." Bei Qiao answered briefly.

He didn't want to get involved with his brother's "friend" at first, but for some reason, facing Bei Qiao, he was willing to get close and associate with him.

"Would you like to tell me about you, and lie down beside me." He looked at Bei Qiao.

"Can you?" Bei Qiao confirmed.

He nodded.

Bei Qiao smiled, unceremoniously pulled away the quilt and got in, hooked his arms with both hands, and rubbed against his arms like a cat. "Hello World." North Joe said.

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"This is the first statement that everyone who comes into contact with programming and computing should learn. It is our tradition. Say hello to the world!"

He said "Oh", "You mean, computer programming?"

"Yes, I'm pretty good, I should be more than enough to teach you." Bei Qiao boasted.

So he lowered his head and thought about it for a few minutes, and found that he really didn't have any advantage in this aspect, "Okay, then Xiao Qiao..."

He stopped suddenly.

There was the sound of even breathing.

Bei Qiao's whole body was pressed against his shoulders, and his wet hair made him a little itchy. The faint fragrance of bath liquid came from Bei Qiao's body, which seemed to tinge the cold moonlight with a touch of sweetness.

"Luo Luo..." He murmured, and after a while, chuckled.

"I would also like."

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