In those years of beating the enemy to work

The sky is blue, in the room on the 180th floor of the Sky Arena, white clouds float outside the window, and the city is faintly visible through the gaps in the clouds.

Because of the blackout curtains, the room wasn't too bright.The temporary resident who lived in this room packed a few luggage and put a blue and white peaked cap on his head, covering his soft curly silver-white hair.

When he picked up the clothes hanger that looked like a tree branch, he looked at the top two hats, and he was silent for a while.

cut.

After a while, he snorted uninterestedly, and threw the two hats into the trash can.

The race to the 190th floor was about to begin, he lowered the brim of his hat, and walked out of the room with a cold demeanor.

Half an hour later, the game started.

"Contestant Qiya..."

Dodging the opponent's knife attack, the two hats in the trash can flashed through the mind of Qi Ya who was running on the field.

"Oh!"

Then, distracted, he was kicked out by his opponent.

"What?! The nimble player Qiya didn't escape such a simple attack from player Kubu?!"

Qi Ya got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He cursed hatefully, then shook off the hat image in his mind and rushed towards the opponent.

An hour later, after getting the 190th floor competition qualification, he rushed back to the room, squatting in front of the trash can with his bruised right eye and swollen left cheek.

Looking at the salad dressing and unknown black liquid rubbed on the two hats, despite shaking his fingers crazily in disgust, Qi Ya still yelled and took out the hats and threw them into the bathroom sink.

"Hey……"

He lowered his head and sighed heavily, then rolled up his sleeves and turned on the water.

The sound of water splashing...

A child who has never done housework learns to wash hats.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, two small hats fluttered in the wind on the clothesline outside the window. Qi Ya, who had completed the 190-floor competition and qualified for the 200-floor, walked into the room.

"Whoa-"

The window was pulled open, and the short child stood on the stool and took off the hat on the clothesline, then stuffed it into his backpack with a small amount of luggage, and was ready to leave with the skateboard in his hands.

When passing by the box in front of the door, he looked at the ball of wool that had not been touched and had already fallen into dust, and snorted coldly.He didn't throw them away this time, but he didn't take them with him either, and walked out quickly with the skateboard in his head.

Before going to the information desk on the 200th floor to report, Qi Ya took the elevator to the first floor and set foot on the way home.

"The 7G494 airship has already taken off. Passengers, please fasten your seat belts and take good care of your belongings..."

The sound of the propeller came to the ears, and the airship slowly lifted into the sky.

Outside the window, the staff shuttled between the airships became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming too small to be seen.Qi Ya sat in the window, propped his chin with one hand, pressed the skateboard with the other, and looked down indifferently.

The sky arena was far away in sight, and the airship flew over the mountain lake, and landed in a familiar yet unfamiliar town in the evening when the sun was about to set.

Qi Ya looked around at the small houses that were still open for business, looked at the pedestrians discussing the surrounding area, and set off towards the distance without much interest.

There are no sightseeing buses at this time.After leaving the town, he let go of the skateboard under his armpit, stepped on the board with one foot, and stepped on the ground with one foot.

"Whoosh-"

The skateboard took the boy far away.

On the way back, there was silence, no beasts appeared, and no birds twittered.The wind gently blew the bare white hair under the hat, Qi Ya manipulated the skateboard casually, and slid out of the S-shaped route to go home.

Before the gate of trial——

"Master Qi, Master Qiya?"

Seeing Qi Ya's figure, Ju Burong, who was just about to get off work, walked out of the guard room.

But the child ignored him, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Boom--"

The heavy trial door was slowly closed, and Jie Burong straightened his blue hat with a slightly surprised expression: "Yeah, he looks very bad."

Qi Ya, who was really in a bad mood, walked up the mountain, because no one greeted him, his expression became colder and colder along the way.

Then, a small wooden house appeared in his sight.

what……

His eyes froze for a moment, and his steps stopped involuntarily. Turning around, Qi Ya faced the place full of memories.

"Click."

Then, a middle-aged uncle-like housekeeper appeared in the room. He turned on the TV and did Pilates on the yoga mat.

"..."

cut.

He turned around boringly, and walked up the mountain again.

There was no welcome from his family, and no one he cared about showed up. He didn't even hear a word like 'welcome home'.

Sure enough, there is no warmth in a place as cold as Dadike, and even if there was, it would be assimilated into ice.

Stepping into the dark corridor of the main house, even the breath began to ease involuntarily.Only the sound of my own footsteps echoed around, as if I was in a cold world where only myself was left.

Those painful and breathless memories involuntarily emerged in Qi Ya's mind.Mother's screaming, elder brother's sick speech and endless training...

He was full of resistance, so much resistance that he wanted to leave here immediately.But he also knew that, as one of them, he had nowhere to go except here.

"Click."

Qi Ya pushed open the door of his room.

Although the lights were not turned on in the house, his good night vision allowed him to see everything in the house clearly.Sure enough, nothing has changed.

Standing the skateboard by the wall of the door, Kiya put his hands behind his head and walked into the room.

"Ah, I'm so tired, I'm so tired, let's go to bed and sleep first."

He walked across the table yawning, then stopped walking, even yawning.

Backing back to the dining table, he raised his eyebrows and lifted the black cloth on the table.

A box of birthday cakes appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a white paper box ten centimeters away from the cake box.

He opened the white box and saw a knitted beige hat inside.

The calendar on the wall says June 6th.

Qi Ya lowered his head.

Then Chiya smiled.

"My birthday is July 7, you idiot."

He put on that hat, with a sweet complaint in his tone: "What, it's so small again."

7 month 7 day.

After finishing the task with Yiermi, Mu Ning dragged his tired feet back to the dormitory.Before entering the villa of the Ministry of Defense, she saw Qi Ya sitting on the window sill, gnawing on an apple.

"Yo! I'm back!"

He raised his hand to say hello, and then dropped an apple from the second floor.

Mu Ning, who was standing downstairs, jumped up to catch it, and took a bite directly after standing still.

"It's so sweet."

The sweet apple juice flowed down the throat and into the stomach. Mu Ning chewed the apple and jumped up to the window on the second floor with his feet hard.

"Since Master Qi Ya is here, are you going to order braised pork rice? Or barbecue rice?" She squatted in front of him with a smile.

"Ha - do I only eat in your eyes?" Qi Ya raised his head in displeasure, then raised his cat's lips, and beckoned to Mu Ning like a beckoning cat, "I'm looking for you this time. It's a matter of business. Nai, help Do you want to do the task?"

Muning laughed.

"Okay. But young master, my fee is very expensive."

"Cut. Is a box of chocolates enough?"

"Hey... okay, deal."

In this way, Qi Ya was added to Mu Ning's assistance task object.Compared with other people who like to take airships to perform tasks, Qi Ya likes to take trains, ships or walk.

As long as he can see the scenery outside, he doesn't mind walking slowly step by step.Although the ultimate goal is to end the life of the target, he still likes to experience the different colors outside.With Mu Ning, without other supervision, he even smiled a lot more presumptuously.

Time passed silently, and 1995 came to an end, and December arrived.

On December 12nd, Mi Ji returned to Beat the Enemy with dried red hands and blood splattered on his white shirt.

"Rumble..."

The door of trial was pushed by his palm, leaving a terrible rust-colored palm print.With wide eyes wide open, he went up the mountain in silence, and returned to his room in silence.

"Click."

The door closed, and he disappeared into an uninhabited, dark world.

"Fatty, don't say a word when you come back."

After the door of his room was closed, Kiya's door was pushed open.

The white-haired child looked at the empty passage, and locked a blind spot where the candles couldn't reach the light.

He raised his eyebrows: "What's the situation? Report it."

The temporary supervisor Dante walked out of the dark shadow of the corridor, and he bowed in the direction of Qi Ya: "Master Qi Ya."

Dante said slowly: "Master Mi Ji killed the manager in charge of himself and the boss of the software company, and then this expression came back."

"Oh." Qi Ya nodded, "Okay, let's go."

I didn't expect that Mi Ji guy would kill the boss——

The 1000 million burial fee for the manager is probably, it seems to be less.

He pouted.

Well, anyway, I won't send it a second time.

Qi Ya, who had already expected what would happen to the person who offended and beat the enemy, went back to the house and closed the door of his own.

The door of the next room was gently blown open by the wind, and behind the door, Yi Ermi was standing there quietly.He closed his eyes and crossed his arms, not knowing how long he had been listening.

"Are you back..."

He opened his dull black eyes.

"What will Mu Ning do next?"