20 billion year old boyfriend

The snowy weather in City A lasted for a whole month, and Jiang Jishan fell ill.

At first hearing this, it is a bit unbelievable.His parents were both soldiers, and he was born a healthy boy. He had a fever at the age of 13, which was his only illness.

This time, he was ill for a whole month and didn't even go home. Everyone in the special forces took their annual leave and was not in the team. Accompanying him, Jiang Lang and his wife came to see him once, the son seemed to be freed, and seeing Ying Yuchu next to their son, one was angry, the other was smiling, and the two went back.

Ying Yuchu was sitting on the bed, turning a windmill in his hand, more like a fan, which Jiang Jishan made to relieve his boredom.This windmill is very strange, it does not need wind, it will rotate by itself, like the legendary perpetual motion machine.It is very light, and it moves quietly in the palm of your hand. If you try to stop it, you may be scratched.

Ying Yuchu had never seen such a strange thing in Xingkong Island.If a scientist were here, he might stare wide-eyed and stare blankly until he figured it out. Fortunately, Ying Yuchu was not.

"Jiang, what does it feel like to be sick?"

Jiang Jishan smiled: "It's only because of mental discomfort that the body is sick. I don't feel anything." How can a person who can't even sneeze tell him that he is sick?

"Mentally uncomfortable?"

"Yes. People get sick when they are mentally uncomfortable."

Ying Yuchu said, "Why don't I get sick?"

"Maybe your spirit is too strong." Jiang Jishan laughed.

"I feel that you are in good spirits now, and you can still read and think about problems." Ying Yuchu himself didn't like reading.

Since his illness, Jiang Jishan often reads books.He used to read books before, but it was easier because he was not burdened by military affairs now.

Because of the success of this anti-narcotics mission, Jiang Jishan is likely to be transferred again, it should be said to be promoted, to a place closer to the core of the country.

If he leaves, Ying Yuchu will not stop him, he will try his best to follow him.

Jiang Jishan closed the book and stroked the cover: "I just like the paper you made very much. Its texture is better than any human creation."

Ying Yuchu raised an eyebrow: "We made it?"

Jiang Jishan responded with a smile.

Ying Yuchu knew that he wasn't worried that he would get to the bottom of it with him, so he always liked to talk to him in such a weird and mysterious tone, like playing hide-and-seek, but in fact it was also very interesting.

Ying Yuchu decided to ask: "We mean?"

"It refers to people except some people."

"Will I understand one day?" He looked at the windmill in his hand, which was still spinning and never slowed down.

Jiang Jishan lowered his eyelids, like a devout believer: "I will understand, my secret."

Looking at the snow scene outside the window, Ying Yuchu felt drowsy, so he lay down on Jiang Jishan's bed and closed his eyes.

Jiang Jishan helped him cover the quilt, who took care of whom this month, Ying Yuchu spent more time in bed than him.

The atmosphere of the New Year has not yet passed, and people are still immersed in the joy of reunion with their families. The government is calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging. Those big figures always have a heavy and worried expression on their faces. Hidden deeper secrets.

When the snow began to melt, Jiang Jishan recovered from his illness.

Afterwards, his transfer task came down as expected. He was promoted to lieutenant colonel, no longer took over the special forces, and was directly transferred from the central government. This was almost unprecedented among young people, but no one would object. He stood there in military uniform, a soldier His spirit and temperament are impeccable.

Ying Yuchu was also being transferred. He was sent into a secret army code-named Qisan. The portraits inside were covered in layers of fog. They couldn't see other people's faces, so they could only call each other by numerical code names.

To use this team, the approval of the supreme leader is required. Before that, Ying Yuchu never knew about this team.

After half a year of secret training—the team's training method is very strange, focusing on cultivating a group of absolutely loyal and tenacious death squads.

Jiang Jishan is also there, he is still the chief, and there is a higher leader, a man in his 40s, but he rarely shows up, the team members cannot talk to each other, and they have to do the prescribed things at the prescribed time at all times , not having any private time, not even being able to make phone calls, which is very torturous.At least in the past six months, most of the people have been eliminated, leaving only the real tough guys.

After another three months, the training began to have a purpose. He thought that at least this team was not just used for counter-terrorism or training international spies. The weather started to turn cold, and no one told them that the existence of this team significance.

Until that day, in the early morning of the second day after they rested for a day, they put on thick armed uniforms, brought the most advanced weapons, and boarded a plane. After seven or eight hours of flying, the plane landed A desert area, a huge circular steel thing, next to that magnificent building are monsters of various sizes like astronomical telescopes, maybe they are launchers, Ying Yuchu can’t get to the bottom of it, about the secrets of the country, you know The more you have, the less beneficial you are.

The team entered the laboratory. At this time, they were asked to cover their eyes and feel a sense of weightlessness. This was in the elevator.

They entered a huge room, and he intuitively felt that there were many incredible big figures sitting in this place at the moment, and the dull atmosphere was serious and heavy.

When they were allowed to remove the blindfolds, the scene before them was unremarkable.

It may be more like you are watching the news standing on the spot, plus a group of scientists standing in front of the big machine, the screen is lit up, and when they start to operate on the buttons, everything is presented.

It all started when someone found evidence of intelligent life on Earth 20 billion years ago.

It is a rare substance, which almost does not exist on the earth so far. It is likely that it is not a natural resource of the earth, but human probes have not yet reached farther places, and it is impossible to confirm that it is on other planets. does not exist.

This piece of iron-like non-iron sheet has been so damaged that it is simply a piece of rotten cloth. For some weird graphic characters on it, scientists spent a lot of money to restore it. In the end, only a small part of the original was restored, but this small part is enough. Shocking.

"Most people have escaped, the earth is getting warmer and warmer, no one lives comfortably after the eruption, my matrix died yesterday, maybe people can find a better home..."

The above is a slightly simpler text translated by linguists. Of course, it is not rigorous enough, but it can only be tried now.

There are some broken words in between that cannot be spliced ​​to any complete meaning.Among them, this prehistoric human wrote down a date: the morning of 430 [-]nd in the [-]th year of the Fire Period.