That young soldier is not old at all, he is still standing there as he was many years ago, his voice and expression are exactly the same.
Wen Nuo was speechless for a while, until the smoke burned out and burned his fingers, he came to his senses, shook off the cigarette butt vigorously, and asked tentatively: "Is... is it Nebula?"
"It's me, company commander." Wu Xingyun whispered.
Wen Nuo's lips trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the person in front of him, but he never dared, fearing that it was just his own hallucination.
But Wu Xingyun took the initiative to reach out his hand: "It's me, I'm alive. I'm back."
Wen Nuo stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Wu Xingyun's hand.
It was warm, a human hand, human body temperature.
"You... didn't die?" Wen Nuo couldn't believe it, and his whole body was in a dazed state.
Wu Xingyun shook his head: "No, a lot of things happened in the middle, and I can't finish talking about it for days and nights. However, I didn't die, and I never blamed you, so you don't have to blame yourself for it."
Wen Nuo stared blankly at Wu Xingyun, not knowing how to express the turbulent feeling in his heart for a long time.
He wanted to say a lot, but many words came to his lips, but he couldn't say a word.
In the end, he stood with his legs side by side, made a posture of standing at attention, and welcomed his teammates back to the team in a soldier's way.
Snapped! Wen Nuo saluted Wu Xingyun, and his calm voice couldn't hide his excitement: "Welcome back to the team, Sergeant. You... have gone home."
How many years has Wu Xingyun been stunned there? Ten years, a full ten years, the things he saw and the people he met, apart from struggling to survive, was the darkness of doomsday.
Going home is something he has been thinking about for many years, but he dare not think about it.
He was born in Si and grew up in Si.
The entire youth was spent in the army, and even his personality was shaped by the federal army.
At this moment, after seeing the long-lost chief, after saying to himself the words that he would say every time he returned from battle, the inseparable connection that surged from the depths of blood made Wu Xingyun feel a surge of excitement in his heart. Curb's eye circles were red.
Wu Xingyun stretched out his hand and brought it in front of Wen Nuo: "Company Commander."
Wen Nuo hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, took Wu Xingyun's hand, squeezed it firmly, and then showed a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I will get in touch with the Federation immediately and tell them that you are still alive. Your parents I'd be so happy to know you're still alive."
"If you want to go home, you should be able to go back now... But you have to be mentally prepared, it's a little different from when you left." Wen Nuo said.
Wu Xingyun was startled and asked, "What happened there?"
Wen Nuo paused for a moment, he didn't know if he should tell Wu Xingyun at this time, this soldier who didn't know where he came from didn't seem to have much sorrow. The six-pointed star where his parents are located has fallen. If he hears the news, he will be sad, right? The Federation is retreating steadily, and the Night Demons are triumphant. Should we talk about all this or not
Say? Will the soldiers who have just returned be able to withstand this blow
Do not say? But on Wu Xingyun's face, the anxious and worried look couldn't be smoothed out.
But just when Wen Nuo was hesitating, a black shadow quietly appeared on the rooftop.
Wu Xingyun felt something all of a sudden, he raised his head slightly, and saw the person standing in the corner of the rooftop.
At this moment, Wu Xingyun suddenly suffocated.
The surroundings became extremely quiet, and no small movement could be heard, but in Wu Xingyun's eyes, there was an expression that Wen Nuo had never seen before, it was a kind of gentle smile, and a look of infinite trust.
Wen Nuo followed Wu Xingyun's gaze and looked behind him. He saw the nightmare of the entire Federation.
Ye Suikong was standing at the foot of the rooftop, with a lazy smile on his lips, but his hands in his purses were trembling uncontrollably.
Before Wu Xingyun could speak, Ye Suikong said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your parents."
Wu Xingyun let out an "oh", and all the previous worries disappeared. Wen Nuo looked at all this in disbelief, this soldier who had everything written on his face was really not worried at all.
He felt that something was wrong. What happened to Wu Xingyun in the lost twenty years
Ye Suikong took a step forward, his steps were steady, and his long black windbreaker made him seem to exist in the shadows. His appearance is no different from that of two thousand years ago, but in his eyes, there is endless nostalgia, as well as the depth accumulated and precipitated over a long period of time. He walked up to Wen Nuo and pulled Wu Xingyun's hand out of the other's palm. His voice was a little hoarse, like the sound made by thousands of quicksand rubbing against each other: "Sometimes, I even want to see you again. When the time comes, I must... give you a hard slap in the face."
Wu Xingyun raised his head slightly and saw Ye Suikong's eyes.
He is used to seeing these eyes. Just a day ago, he was with him, facing Luo Ying's suicide note and Qinglong's body together on the moon base.
However, a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The long time has made these eyes deep and dark, like burning stars in the sky.
"You... ever hated me, right?" Wu Xingyun lowered his head slightly, no one knew better than him how Ye Suikong had lived these years.
At noon after the newlyweds, in the room full of photos of himself, the man who cried out in his chest was always engraved in Wu Xingyun's heart. Back then, he thought that he was bound to die in the last days, so he never mentioned anything about the future. But it never occurred to him that it was not death. If he had told Guo Ye Suikong that his future self would appear, maybe he wouldn't have to go through two thousand years of despair, and maybe their new marriage would be a little better without hurting each other.
Ye Suikong slowly approached: "Yes, I can't wait... to bite you into pieces and swallow you into my stomach. You... are too cruel! We were together in those years, but you didn't tell me anything..."
The familiar smell that belonged to Wu Xingyun penetrated into Ye Suicong's nostrils again, making his whole heart almost shattered. The person he was thinking about day and night was right in front of him, and he felt the palpitation of Ye Suikong again, his eyes trembled slightly. Red and slightly heavy breathing.
"You haven't revealed anything. I actually... still have a long time to think about what kind of bastard your husband is!" Ye Suicong gritted his teeth. Pulled and hooped into his arms.
"I hate you! I can't wait to crush you into my body!" Ye Suicong said viciously. He didn't wait for Wu Xingyun's explanation, and ignored the people beside him, so he kissed her so hard.
Twenty years of hard waiting, day and night of regret, and bone-chilling torture finally came out at this moment.
Ye Suicong bit the opponent's lip fiercely, wishing to tear it apart and swallow it in his stomach, and eat it in one bite to relieve his hatred.
Wu Xingyun saw Wen Nuo still beside him from the corner of his eye, and felt a little embarrassed in front of a third party. He tried to push Ye Suikong away, but the other party didn't let go, and even pushed harder and tightened the grip.
The rapid breathing sprayed all of Wu Xingyun's face, and when his lips were sealed, Wu Xingyun stopped struggling.
He reached out and hugged Ye Suikong back, and began to respond to him.
The two hugged each other tightly, breathing intertwined, forgetting everything.
The long wait and endless time made this kiss extremely lingering. Licking, biting, intruding, searching inch by inch, not letting go of every corner, as if trying to get back all the time that has been stolen over the years.
And Wen Nuo, who was on the side, didn't know that he had completely lost until now when he saw Wu Xingyun hugging others tightly and responding enthusiastically.
He turned around silently, walked down the roof, and sat in the observation room.
At this moment, he even thought about notifying the Federation of what happened here, but when his hand touched the communication button, he retracted again.
Wen Nuo smiled wryly, and lit the cigarette again.
Judging from the current situation of the Federation and the Nightmare Army, even if they tell the Federation that Yeshakong is on this planet, the Federation probably has nothing to do.
What's more, Wen Nuo had already killed Wu Xingyun once, and he didn't want to do it again.
The cigarette burned out quickly, and he took out another one, burned it out, and touched it again.
Finally, he threw the empty cigarette case into the trash, kicked the table hard, and then sat down slumped.
That person has feelings for him, but he has always been a soldier, and there will be no more feelings for the company commander.
On the rooftop, I don't know how long it took before Ye Suicong let go of Wu Xingyun, almost raving: "Yun, I... finally waited for you."
Wu Xingyun patted Ye Suikong on the back: "Ye Fan... why are you here?"
"Of course I'm waiting for you here..." Ye Suikong whispered, "I miss you so much. I'm even afraid that I will never be able to wait for you..." Ye Suikong reached out and touched Wu Xingyun's face, his voice was like raving: "Don't leave me again, okay? You said, you won't leave me. When we first met, you said that to me..."
"it is good!"
The kiss fell like raindrops again, deeper, as if to suck away the soul.
Wu Xingyun felt that his lips were swollen, but the other party's hand was still going deeper. He broke free from Ye Suikong's confinement, panting: "Don't do this..."
Ye Suikong felt panic in his heart, he looked towards Wu Xingyun, but saw that the other party was arranging the torn clothes.
"It's not safe here..." Wu Xingyun said, "Everything... we'll talk about it when we go home."
Ye Suikong didn't make any excessive moves, just kissed the person in his arms deeply, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Okay, let's go home."