God is Daozu

Jiang Ping opened the cabin door, and the tube was removed from his body. He sat in the cabin and looked into the distance. A woman with gray pupils stretched her arms around a girl's waist. The woman and the girl were almost the same height and figure. , the woman with gray pupils had a gray smile on her face, happy and sickly, Jiang Ping looked at the girl and smiled meekly like a piece of handicraft, finally the woman with gray pupils looked at Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping smiled softly, Silently called out: Doctor.

The woman nodded coldly, as if treating a defective product, while the girl kept a docile smile and remained motionless, condensing into ceramics. Finally, Jiang Ping walked away, and the moment she turned her head and looked at the girl, the two smiled. , like two mirrors, you reflect me, I reflect you.

The voice of the doctor complaining about the girl's hairstyle faded away.

Jiang Ping took out a painting, wrapped the biscuits in a handkerchief, and took out an umbrella.

"Hey, it's a working day and he hasn't come back yet."

When Jiang Ping turned her head, the boy said to him while standing loosely with his pocket in his pocket.

"You don't want to fuck him, do you..." The boy smiled obscenely, and then closed his mouth in Jiang Ping's smile.

"That kid's life is really good. He was adopted by Daniel instead of...Jiang Ping, why are you so kind to him? If he is in our situation, he is just like me, and you won't like him. Forget it." The boy cursed a few obscene words.

"Do what you like, and go."

Jiang Ping walked out of the base and came to the hillside. He put the biscuits by his side and the umbrella under his feet. He looked at the painting for a long time. Looking at the field of vision in that direction, when he put down the painting, the scene is still a hillside.

Christmas.

Jiang Ping smiled and watched the sky gradually disappear into darkness, his eyes had nothing to do with the smile.

Does anyone spend Christmas with you?

Jiang Ping put down the painting, put his slender hands in the air, he played strangely, and hummed silently, even he himself did not think that he could play like this until late at night, the night enveloped him, he smiled lightly He touched his neck, then put his hand down.

He felt something falling on his hair, and the sky suddenly began to snow finely, and finally it snowed, he said in his heart, he picked up his black umbrella, and opened it with a bang, he looked at the fine snow, holding Holding the painting in his arms, the black umbrella in his hand is leaning towards the biscuit beside him.

"I saw Daniel came back with you behind his back last night." Gao Lan laughed.

Qiang Ju frowned, feeling that Gao Lan's smile was weird, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"What did you do? Daniel went to receive punishment this morning."

"What are you doing?" Qiang Ju looked puzzled.

"After reading so many books, you still want to pretend to be pure with me..." Gao Lan was silent for a while, "Oh yes, you are reading the Harmony Edition." Gao Lan looked sympathetic.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's go, let me show you something good."

"You smile so obscenely, I won't go."

"Good things, really good things, take you to receive some education, don't believe it, that thing is still a teaching material, can the materials in the library not be good things?"

Qiang Ju thought about it and thought it made sense, then turned around and followed Gao Lan into the library. Gao Lan seemed to be returning to his happy hometown, shuttled through the huge database with ease.

"If you are so proficient in finding teaching materials, Teacher Guan will be very moved."

"He won't be moved."

"I will be touched."

Gao Lan: "..."

Gao Lan found the information, and sat down with Qiangju. At this time, there was no one left and right. Gao Lan clicked on the information, and the bracelets of the two people indicated the earphone mode. Qiangju frowned and glanced at Gao Lan, and then clicked OK.

Gao Lan tapped on the file, but there was no playback response. He tapped again, and the image stood in front of the two people. In the picture was a moving car, and a person in a camouflage uniform jumped into the car. The black-haired young man watched Looking out of the window and then inside the car, he frowned and asked, "Where are there so many cameras?"

"Reporter, reporter." Someone replied.

"Old Ji, go down later and see if you like it. Everyone in Ma De is ashamed, but you are the only one who can't get tanned. Someone asked about you this morning."

"Yeah, maybe once you return to the military academy, your boy will bring his wife to the door."

"Do you like the reporter from District [-] this morning?"

"I don't like it," Ji Xuemen kicked the back of the driver's seat, "drive faster."

"Oh, you have high eyesight, has your mother arranged a marriage partner for you?"

"No no no!"

"Let me guess what you like..."

"Is it over?"

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

The people in the car laughed, Le Diandian, the sentry in the driver's seat, sang a Christmas carol, and a man beside Ji Xuemen said, "The tune is the same, but my family doesn't sing it that way."

"Isn't this nonsense? Idiot?! The languages ​​of our two districts are different, who the hell sings the common language at Christmas?!"

"How do you sing?"

Out-of-key Christmas songs composed of various languages ​​sounded in the car. Ji Xuemen folded her hands and listened, and couldn't help laughing. She laughed very youngly, and imitated a sentence or two from time to time.

The scene changes, Ji Xuemen and other soldiers are sitting in the cafeteria, a reporter wants to approach Ji Xuemen, Ji Xuemen first picks up his plate to transfer, and then squeezes to another group of soldiers, one soldier makes fun of Ji Xuemen In a word, he patted Ji Xuemen on the head with his hand.

"Don't worry about eating! Look at the girl!"

Ji Xuemen continued to eat expressionlessly, and then a soldier walked into the cafeteria to communicate with the reporter, and shouted, "Ji Xuemen!"

Ji Xuemen quickly finished the meal, shouted annoyedly and unwillingly, and then walked in front of the reporter, the female reporter asked Ji Xuemen with a smile: "We met four years ago, you were not awakened at that time, you were in high school The cipher team competition, my teacher and I sat next to your school delegation, and our school uniforms were blue and white."

"Yeah." Ji Xuemen replied, it wasn't the kind of impolite indifference, but it made people feel that he didn't know what to say and was restrained like a child.

"Is Mrs. Ji willing to serve you as a volunteer?"

Ji Xuemen nodded in silence for a moment, and then said slowly, "My mother's surname is not Ji, but her surname is Pei. Maybe Ms. Pei would be more appropriate, what do you think?"

Ji Xuemen raised her eyelids, her black eyes stared into Qiangju's heart outside the lens.

"Did Ms. Pei give you any instructions before you joined the army?"

Ji Xuemen didn't answer, the female reporter smiled and praised Ji Xuemen's family background, it's really rare to be a soldier at such a young age, Ji Xuemen remained silent, and Ji Xuemen didn't respond to his father and mother's instructions , the look of praising Ji Xuemen was faint, but it was not disdainful, but he didn't agree with it and was unwilling to refute it. He listened carefully, silent and polite.

"If you don't say anything like this, I have nothing to do."

Ji Xuemen blinked slowly, "You have a lot to write."

"I want to write about you." The girl smiled.

But Ji Xuemen didn't realize that this was a confession, he didn't know the change of the atmosphere, the girl smiled and walked up the steps, "Today is Christmas, on behalf of the soldiers and myself, let's sing a Christmas song to the family members far away."

Ji Xuemen nodded, turned around and stood facing the camera. Many languages ​​were mixed into a Christmas song. Ji Xuemen merged everyone's languages ​​into the song, and there was a burst of cheers in the cafeteria, followed by everyone's voices. Together, they started to run away while singing, Ji Xuemen's voice was drowned in the crowd, he suddenly smiled, his eyes sparkled.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ji Xuemen to laugh. I thought he didn't like to laugh since he was a child." Gao Lan said, and then suddenly realized.

"No, I'm not mistaken, is this the popularization of sex education?"

The screen disappeared, and the video data returned to normal. Gao Lan and Qiangju were subtly silent, and the two had a feeling of being monitored and calculated.

"Let's go back." Qiang Ju said.

Gao Lan was not in the mood to take Qiang Ju to watch the video anymore, and the two left the library quickly. Both of them were puzzled along the way, but neither of them spoke.

After Gao Lan fell asleep in the middle of the night, Qiang Ju opened his eyes. He opened the bracelet, and the light screen shrank to the size of a palm and appeared in front of Qiang Ju. Qiang Ju flipped through the information of Ji Xuemen's children.

The eldest son, Zhao Du's husband, and the two had a miscarriage.

The eldest daughter, her husband died in battle, and the eldest daughter's three children died of a heart attack.

The youngest son has no children.

The eldest daughter committed suicide after the death of the child.

The youngest son accompanied his wife on a trip and died in a plane crash.

The terrorist organization bombed Ji's house, the eldest son died, and Zhao Du also died in the explosion.

The children who died of the eldest daughter were at least four years older than Qiang Ju, and even the child that Zhao Du miscarried was older than Qiang Ju, while the youngest son and his wife...

They died before I was born.

Qiang Ju closed the bracelet, staring at the wall in a daze in the dark night.

What am I fantasizing about?