During the rainy season, the heavy eyelids struggled to open a gap, the light fell into the eyes, and the pupils were stimulated to shrink slightly.
A splendid aurora appeared again, shockingly beautiful.
Green, blue, purple fluorescence.
They flashed in waves from the dark sky and disappeared at the end of the sky.
The surroundings were so quiet that during the monsoon rains, you could almost hear your own heartbeat and breathing.
This is where
By the way, they started a new mission.
Memories of the rainy season stay before departure.
After coming out of pu-31, they rested for a few days at the time and space transfer station of the Vault of Heaven system, recharged their energy, and everyone recovered to their best state. After everyone's discussion, they accepted the new transition mission.
Everything was normal until I entered the capsule.
But what happened later
During the monsoon, the body froze, and the dark eyelashes were covered with white frost.
He exhausted all his strength, but he could only raise his eyelids, and then saw his capsule parked not far away. There was a big hole in the silver-white cabin, and the transparent panel had shattered into spider webs. The safety buckles were scattered, the exposed wiring in the cabin was messy, and subtle sparks erupted from time to time.
An accident occurred during the jump.
"Zi."
The mechanical arm was abruptly pressed out of a curved arc, and it seemed to detect the guardian's health. It held up the nutrient solution and wanted to send it to the living body.
Too bad it's too far.
It stretched repeatedly, making the only sound here.
Looking at it during the monsoon, it looked like he was in a large garbage dump.
Countless mechanical wrecks and discarded parts piled up into a high mountain, reeking of oil and corruption. The debris may have been accumulated for a long time, and vine-like plants have grown in the gaps, growing around the mechanical body, and blooming transparent flowers that emit fluorescent light.
This is where
When Ji Yuxi retracted his gaze, he found himself lying in a rubbish pile in a weird position, the pain on his body far exceeded the level he could bear at any time, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Bang!"
In places that cannot be seen during the monsoons, there is a sound that echoes in the distance.
"Bang! Bang!" The voice was getting closer and closer, as if someone stepped on a mountain of mechanical wreckage and came towards him step by step.
The night sky in front of you was blocked.
A shadow suddenly appeared above during the monsoon, and someone was looking down at him condescendingly.
Rosacea, blue eyes, a fat face with a red beard and a mess of reddish-brown hair met him.
The heat of the other party's breathing sprayed on his face during the monsoon, with the smell of alcohol, which was very unpleasant.
Ji Yu couldn't move. He wanted to speak, but he could only blink.
The bearded man looked at him for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand, pinched his chin with rough fingers and looked left and right again, as if to confirm that he was still alive, and then murmured a series of words in his mouth, his voice rough, saying But it is a language that cannot be understood during the monsoon.
Immediately afterwards, Beard walked away, and the trash was trampled and kicked everywhere.
After a minute, the beard came back.
This time, he had a thick iron chain in his hand. He used this iron chain to tie up the monsoon and fasten the iron lock.
Then, the bearded man grabbed one end of the chain and dragged him in the other direction.
During the monsoon rain, he almost clenched his posterior molars, but he couldn't make any effort to make a sound.
The whole body was in severe pain. The addition of the iron chain made his body, which was already extremely sensitive to pain, even worse. The hard chains and the mechanical parts under him all aggravated the pain. Something good happened - this man doesn't seem to be saving him.
Just dragged on not too far.
The bearded man seemed to have found something, threw down the chain, and strode back.
When Ji Yushi tried his best to look, he only saw the giant-like body blocking his capsule.
"Bang-"
With another sound, the beard tore off the robotic arm and threw it into the garbage heap. When he turned around, he held the nutrient solution that belonged to the monsoon rain like a medicine bottle in his hand.
Bearded looking happy.
He looked at the nutrient solution, murmured a few more words, and put the nutrient solution in his dirty pocket.
During the monsoon, he was dragged by the bearded man.
The farther away you are from the highest pile of garbage mountains, the wider the field of vision.
He kept observing during the monsoon rains during the severe pain and found that this is a huge garbage dump, probably as wide as several football fields. In addition to his damaged capsule, there are even satellites, rockets, and even space stations, etc., those expensive high-grade materials , was thrown here along with the waste.
The sky doesn't seem to be the sky he knows.
It is extremely dark, very close to the ground, maybe only a few hundred meters high, like a mass of chaos that wraps the earth.
And the aurora-like beautiful light seems to be just a reflection of nothingness projected somewhere.
In the field of vision, there is nothing but garbage mountains and vines growing arbitrarily.
Those vines have an endless stream of vitality, stubbornly growing from every crack, absorbing the nutrients of the ruins.
From a distance, the entire junkyard is full of its transparent fluorescent flowers, like the string lights used to decorate the Christmas tree during the holidays, creating a rather depressing aesthetic.
During the monsoons, he was thrown on a spacious, homemade two-wheeled cart with unidentified dirt sticking to it.
Then he saw Beard throw something else on the cart.
Dirty blankets, chairs, some copper cutlery, buckets of potentially broken and expired cans spilling liquid.
The last item was thrown in.
Well!
Ji Yushi groaned in his heart, and his chest hurt so much.
The object was pitch-black and cold, and with just one glance, Ji Yushi's heart sank suddenly.
- God sleep.
It was Song Qinglan's gun.
He was thrown on the cart during the monsoon, trying to keep himself awake, but looking up at the unchanging sky aggravated the fatigue, and even the bumps of the cart were hypnotizing him.
He didn't fully wake up until he was thrown out of the car.
The hoarfrost on the black combat uniform turned into water vapor, and the chill burrowed into the bones against the skin.
Ji Yushi shivered in his dream, realizing that he was lying on a hard and cold ground, but he didn't have the strength to curl up to keep himself warm.
In such a difficult sleep, he did not sleep peacefully.
where is he.
How are your teammates.
Why is Song Qinglan's gun there
What the beard wants to do.
These thoughts keep circling in my head during the monsoon, and they twist into a taut string, always vigilant, reminding myself not to really fall asleep.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but he heard someone talking to him in a low voice, but his hearing was dull and he couldn't really hear it.
Then, his stiff upper body was lifted up, and something wrapped him. He opened his eyelashes in a daze, and saw that wrapped around him was the dirty blanket that the bearded man had thrown into the car. It was made of wool, with holes from cigarette butts and stains that looked like old sweat. Inside, hygiene is a concern.
Even if every cell in the body wanted to escape from this dirty blanket, it couldn't refuse it during the rainy season, let alone refuse it. He could only let it give him a little warmth. Gradually, his hands and feet regained a little consciousness.
He still couldn't sleep soundly.
After a long time, he was finally able to move his head a little.
The temperature from the dirty blanket came from an endless stream, which was derived from human body temperature, indicating that he was being held across the blanket.
It feels bad, want to struggle when the monsoon rains. In a trance, he saw a face he knew and impressed him in front of him.
The face looked a little different, but Ji Yushi couldn't find the difference for a while.
I can't tell if it's a dream or reality. In short, seeing this face, Ji Yushi suddenly let go of all the tight strings, and let go of all his vigilance regardless.
Then, the drowsiness came overwhelming.
During the rainy season, I fell into a deep sleep.
wake up again.
The consciousness of the body gradually recovered, and the pain in the limbs and bones also disappeared virtually, except for the burning pain in the back - the result of friction when being dragged away, I felt that people were much more relaxed during the monsoon rain.
He wasn't quite awake, but he opened his eyes.
What you can see is the smooth floor and ceiling, as well as walls and circular air valves made of similar abs alloys. Through the small circular window on the wall, you can see the still dark and unchanging sky outside.
This is like an enlarged version of the inside of the capsule, and to be precise, it may be a small room in a space capsule.
"woke up?"
Humane.
Only then did Ji Yushi realize that Song Qinglan was sitting next to him.
The other party's long leg was bent, and his head and back were leaning against the wall, in a boring posture.
It wasn't a dream just now.
Ji Yushi finally knew why she thought Song Qinglan was different.
Although the other party's character is domineering and informal, he is very concerned about appearance, and he is also a type that can make people shine. But the face that can be described as handsome on weekdays is now unshaven and looks a little sloppy. If you insist on looking for the good, it will add a vicissitudes of masculinity.
For the monsoon season, it was only a short while after he was separated from his teammates in the capsule.
But judging from the layer of stubble on Song Qinglan's chin, they were definitely separated for more than a while.
Lying on the small rectangular bed in the room during the monsoon, still wrapped in the dirty blanket.
The two are now separated by a distance within a normal range, but why the body warmed just now, I will definitely remember it correctly during the monsoon.
He opened his mouth and spit out a few words: "Just now, thank you..."
It's fine if you don't speak, but only when you speak Ji Yu did you realize how unpleasant your voice is. It's as dry and hoarse as if you haven't spoken for a long time.
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"You're welcome." Song Qinglan's tone was the same as before, her eyebrows raised slightly, "If I don't give you some warmth, you will freeze to death."
As he spoke, he paused, as if he felt that there was something wrong with the behavior just now, and asked a little unnaturally: "You, don't mind."
When the monsoon rains, you are confused, why should you mind
Shouldn't the person who cares be Song Qinglan
Song Qinglan seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of her lips curved.
I don't mind, I'm too lazy to care, he'll do the same with other teammates anyway.
During the monsoon season... is this person too serious about cleanliness? He was so sleepy just now that he couldn't open his eyes, and he didn't want to cover this blanket, so he closed his eyes and sighed in his sleep.
With that sigh, he was compromising with himself. It could be seen that he was genuinely disgusting with this blanket.
The topic is skipped.
There are many doubts during the monsoon: "Where are we? When did you come?"
He still remembers the big beard that dragged him back.
And that mountain of garbage.
And the transparent fluorescent flowers blooming in the ruins.
Song Qinglan replied, "I don't know where it is."
Speaking of this, Song Qinglan's lazy expression gradually subsided and became a little serious, and then he explained what he knew: "I only remember that we entered the capsule, and it seemed that we lost consciousness in the middle, when I wake up It's already here."
Not sure what went wrong.
When Song Qinglan woke up, she was also lying in that huge garbage mountain.
"It may be that the cabin ruptured during the transition, causing the temperature to drop rapidly, and the rapid frost formation on the surface of the human body caused too much sensory stimulation." Song Qinglan paused and continued, "When I got here, the situation was similar to yours, no Moved, lay in the junkyard for a long time, and was dragged back by a big guy—the one who dragged you back."
"Since I woke up, I've been locked in this small room by the big man."
"After a period of observation, I found that it seems that there is no difference between day and night, and I have never seen the sun. That person took all the things on me, and I don't have a communicator, so I don't know how long I have been locked. If I have to estimate, I have been here for at least five or six days."
Ji Yushi frowned with beautiful eyebrows: "It's been so long?"
Song Qinglan nodded: "It's been a long time indeed, this is just my conservative estimate, it's not necessarily a longer time."
No wonder Song Qinglan looked like this, but for Ji Yushi, the concept of time was so short that it could only be recorded in hours.
The time seemed to have an error in the two of them, but it did not cause an error result.
They came to the same point in time, but in a different order.
Ji Yushi asked, "Where are the others?"
Song Qinglan said, "Except for the big red-haired man, there is no one else here, and no teammates are seen."
nobody else
Ji Yushi thought, did the teammates also have a time error, will they come here later than them
Seeing him thinking in silence, Song Qinglan also thought of something with him, and said, "I once thought that only my transition had gone wrong, and I had to be alone here with a bearded man and grow old, but fortunately, he picked you up. Come back, it seems likely that the rest of Team Seven will come here as well."
Being shunted out in the long river of time and space, I don’t know the year, the location, and being alone in an unfamiliar room without seeing the light of day, no one in this world will even know their whereabouts, and I’d probably already have a psychological breakdown if I were an ordinary person.
However, in Song Qinglan's tone and in Song Qinglan's expression, Ji Yushi did not see any signs of fragility and fear.
Song Qinglan didn't know if she was joking: "I also have to thank him for picking you up, so even if we can't go back, I won't be bored to death."
During the rainy season: "… "
Ji Yushi: "No wonder you're afraid I'll freeze to death."
"That is, at least someone can talk to me." Song Qinglan's lips curled into a smile, "You don't know, the big man doesn't understand the language with us. The tall man understands what I mean. He gave you such a blanket, and I wrapped you up."
That's where the blanket came from.
Song Qinglan saw something and teased, "Is it warmer?"
When the monsoon rains, the struggle has been given up.
After he slept, his whole body was limp, the jar was broken, and the blanket didn't want to move no matter how dirty it was: "Yes, thank you."
Just as he was talking, the air valve two meters away was suddenly knocked.
A red beard appeared behind the glass on the valve, and then the beard moved down to reveal rosacea and blue eyes.
It was the bearded man who picked them up.
The bearded man woke up when he saw Ji Yu, and quickly opened a small rectangular grid under the air valve, his blue eyes looked at them through the grid, and he murmured a series of words, which sounded like questions.
Song Qinglan seemed to be getting used to it, and looked at the air valve coldly.
Ji Yushi didn't understand what this meant, nor did he understand.
The bearded man spoke to himself for a minute or two, with several different pronunciations and questions in his tone, as if his patience was exhausted, he suddenly made a "bang", smashed the valve angrily, and then from childhood. A thing was thrown in the grid.
The canned bones rolled on the ground, the small grid was closed, and the bearded man walked away angrily.
When the monsoon rains, I feel puzzled, and I feel like I'm being treated as a pet: "He's feeding us?"
"Probably still want to communicate with us." Song Qinglan said, "He will come every once in a while, and he kept saying this to me a few times before. Later, he might know that I didn't understand it, so he just threw it away. Come back to you, he said it again."
Song Qinglan stood up and walked to the door to pick up the can.
The trademark is written in English, and I dare not think about where it came from. Anyway, it looks like lunch meat.
Overall it was a good meal.
It was the bearded man who probably didn't learn mathematics well, and now he was going to feed two people, but he only gave one jar.
After a long sleep, he didn't eat, and he was a little hungry during the monsoon, so he had to sit up with his sore body and share this can of food with Song Qinglan.
"It's better to stay at the transfer station some time ago, you can eat everything you want." Song Qinglan ate very little, maybe she was a little dissatisfied with the taste of the can, and finally gave the whole can to Ji Yushi, "We have to think about it. There is a way to get out, you can't be locked here forever."
"What advice do you have?"
When the monsoon rains, he eats with his eyelashes down. Even if he is very hungry, he eats very gently.
Song Qinglan looked at him: "Don't worry, there are two of us now, we'll talk about it after you finish eating."
The author has something to say: Xiao Song swallowed his saliva: Damn, luncheon meat, it's New Year's Eve.
After a while, Xiao Song thought to himself: Consul Ji is so weak and delicious, forget it... I'm really a good captain.
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