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Chapter 94

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Ji Yushi continued: "Didn't you already have 'Hanhan' at that time?"

"Fuck." Song Qinglan smiled softly, "This hurdle is impossible to pass."

When the monsoon rains, I look out of the window again, watching the old buildings keep retreating beside the highway, and the corners of my lips are also curved with a clear arc.

He's joking.

Song Qinglan tapped the steering wheel with her fingers, assuming that what happened during the monsoon season was true, and asked, "If we were really lucky enough to go to the same kindergarten when we were young, then you must remember me."

If you change someone else, you may not be able to remember when you were a child, but you must remember when it rained.

"I think about it." Ji Yushi continued following his words, "I really remember that there was a fat little boy in the class who ran around behind another little boy all day, and would make trouble if he didn't accompany him. , is a famous little devil."

Song Qinglan said, "That's not right."

Turning his head during the rainy season, his eyes were bright: "What's wrong?"

"I was fat when I was young, but I wasn't bent at that time." Song Qinglan smiled, "Although I can't remember what Han Han looked like, I did play with her all day. If you see a fat little boy sticking behind another little girl all day, it might be me."

He didn't speak during the rainy season.

The car window opened a slit, blowing his jet-black hair into a mess.

I don't know what it looked like when I was a child during the monsoons

Song Qinglan came up with this idea, then put her hand on Ji Yushi's hand, and added: "If the little boy is you, I will only play with you all day."

After more than 3 hours, the car drove into the area where the skydiving club is located.

It is far away from the city, and after a few kilometers of forest farms, the eyes are suddenly enlightened. Surrounded by trees is a large green lawn, with almost no edge, the road is straight, and all the irritability and noise from the city are swept away for a while.

In the distance, during the monsoon season, I saw several planes on the tarmac, as well as a huge glass building standing beside it, which is the base of the skydiving club.

They parked their car outside the base, and as soon as they got out of the car, someone came over.

The other party was a young man who looked sassy and neat, dressed in tight black clothes, and had the same temperament as Song Qinglan and Zhou Mingxuan.

This was the comrade-in-arms Song Qinglan was talking about.

"Team Song!"

"Old Xue."

As soon as the two met, they stretched out their fists at the same time to lightly touch and then clenched each other.

Song Qinglan was also the captain of the army, and his years in the army had made him have a lot of friendship with these comrades.

Song Qinglan introduced: "My comrade-in-arms Xue Zhao has now retired. He opened this club and Lao Zhou used to come to play often."

Xue Zhao smiled modestly: "Actually, it was with friends, but you are welcome to come over at any time."

Song Qinglan turned to introduce Ji Yushi next to her: "Ji Yushi, my boyfriend."

Xue Zhao's smile was stuck: "Huh?"

Song Qinglan knew that he would react like this, so she looked at him in a relaxed manner, and said again, "You heard right, it's her boyfriend."

Ji Yushi is the first to stretch out his hand: "Hello."

Xue Zhao mechanically shook hands with the handsome young man and said hello.

The three entered the base together.

Xue Zhao was still a little shocked, and did not recover from the horror of why Team Song suddenly bent over. It wasn't that they had never seen mutual affection between their comrades when they were serving, but their team did not. Song Qinglan's attitude towards this had always been a straight man who didn't care or accept it.

There are still some tourists who come to skydive in the base. It is now in the afternoon, and some tourists have already started to pack their bags and go through the formalities and are ready to leave.

"You guys came just in time." Xue Zhao said, "The wind will be in the wrong direction from tomorrow, so I have to rest here for two days."

"No need to train first?" Ji Yushi asked, "Will there be a coach?"

"Coach?" Xue Zhao laughed and looked at Song Qinglan, "You..."

He really couldn't say the words "your boyfriend", and reluctantly changed the sentence: "The one next to you is the best coach! He has a professional coach certificate."

When Ji Yushi turned his head, he saw Song Qinglan's dark eyes smiling, and there was clearly a trace of self-satisfaction that he had everything under his control.

No wonder he offered to take him to skydive, it just happened to be someone's forte.

"We can do the duo dance." Song Qinglan said, "I'll take you to try it out first. If you're interested, I'll do the solo dance again."

"Okay." Ji Yushi agreed.

Under the leadership of Xue Zhao, they first did a simple physical examination to confirm that the heartbeat, pulse and blood pressure were normal, and then they were taken to change into the equipment. Song Qinglan was familiar with the equipment, so she put it on first, and then helped the monsoon to fix the safety buckle and checked it repeatedly.

If you are hurt by things you are not good at or haven't done, you will accept the help of others well during the monsoon rains.

Song Qinglan said to him, "Consultant Ji, you are so good today."

Ji Yushi answered frankly: "Because I am also afraid of death."

Xue Zhao arranged a private plane for them.

There were also two coaches who Song Qinglan knew were leading the students on the plane. The two students had a three-day course, and this was the fourth course. Seeing the appearance of Song Qinglan's coach on the plane, they all wondered, why didn't they meet such a handsome coach

After taking off, Song Qinglan began to tell Ji Yushi the precautions: "Before getting out of the plane, we will be tied together. After jumping off, I will always be behind you, and I will remind you when I can stretch."

One of the two students asked Ji Yushi: "This is your first time skydiving?"

Ji Yu nodded: "Yes."

The student asked, "How many thousand do you dance?"

Song Qinglan answered this question in place of Ji Yu: "4500."

The students suggested to Ji Yushi: "It's easier to accept that you can choose 3000 or something for the first time."

At different heights, the two students and the coach jumped out of the plane one after another.

With each time the cabin is opened and the wind blows in, the tension is gradually felt during the monsoons.

In fact, he is a bit afraid of heights.

4000 meters.

Song Qinglan began to lock him and herself with the connector, hugged him from behind and asked, "Are you afraid?"

During the rainy season: "… "

Song Qinglan: "I'm afraid to say it, how can I protect you if you don't say it?"

During the rainy season: "I'm afraid."

Song Qinglan smiled, then lowered her head and kissed his cheek fiercely: "What are you afraid of, I will never let you die with me."

4500 meters.

Song Qinglan put on a windproof mask for the monsoon season.

The cabin was opened, and the sound of wind and spirals roared. Song Qinglan couldn't hear anything about the monsoon rain.

Below your feet is a vast expanse of vertical perspective.

This height was higher than he imagined during the monsoon rain, and everything on the ground became very small, making him feel a little breathless, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Three! Two! One!"

At this time, the more hesitant, the more afraid, Song Qinglan finished the countdown behind her, and Ji Yushi was empty, and she had already jumped down! ! !

The heart suddenly lifted up, as if it had left the chest, making people feel a strong sense of weightlessness.

The gust of wind slammed into all parts of the body, and the sound of the wind was all around him.

People are in rapid free fall, but everything in front of them is not as fast as expected.

At that moment, the horizon seemed to be within reach, and the mountains, rivers, grass and forests slowly unfolded a beautiful picture, completely different from what was seen on the plane.

"Stretch!" Song Qinglan's voice was right behind her ears, so close at hand, it made people feel safe, "Imagine you are a piece of paper that blows in the wind!"

"The Guard is Here"

When the monsoon rains, the arms are stretched out.

Start breathing.

Begin to meet the world that is coming towards him.

There is no reference in the air, making it impossible to discern speed during monsoons.

In fact, they were falling at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, passing through invisible clouds, and saw two brightly colored umbrellas floating under their feet, which had jumped before them. students.

It didn't take long for a strong pull to pull up the monsoon season.

At about 1,600 meters above the ground in the play, Song Qinglan opened her umbrella.

Everything slowed down, and the howling wind came to an abrupt end.

The world is quiet.

"Look over there." Song Qinglan said, "Left front, raise your head."

When the monsoon rains, I raised my head.

He kept looking down, and was shocked when he looked up.

As evening approached, the sky in the distance was dyed orange-red by the setting sun, while the sky nearby was still blue.

They drifted in this magnificent and bizarre scene, and seemed to have witnessed the earth wrapped in clouds and witnessed every change of day and night in nature.

This slow drift continued for a long time.

The heart during the monsoon is unprecedentedly peaceful.

Successfully landed on the soft grass, and the moment the foot touched the ground, gravity returned.

Song Qinglan perfectly controlled this tandem skydive, making Ji Yushi really feel what it means to win by lying down. He didn't even do anything the whole time, only being brought back to the ground from the sky by Song Qinglan.

"Want to try the solo one?" Song Qinglan looked at the instrument in her hand and asked, "Tomorrow's wind direction is not right. If you want to try it, you can only take advantage of today. Now you can come again."

Ji Yushi: "You don't have to try a single person, you can do it this time."

Song Qinglan: "Okay."

For Song Qinglan, the thrill of skydiving was inferior to bungee jumping.

Because the excitement of skydiving is only the strongest at the moment of jumping, the latter part can be said to be completely enjoyable. He brought the monsoon to skydive instead of bungee jumping, just because he did not want to burden the memory of the monsoon.

The staff drove to the landing point to pick them up.

After taking off the equipment, I felt relaxed. On the way back to the base, the setting sun was already approaching the horizon.

In the car, the orange-colored light outlined Song Qinglan's side buttons to be tough and gentle. He asked, "How do you feel?"

When Ji Yu looked back at him, his eyes happened to be amber because of the light: "Are you referring to this day's date?"

Song Qinglan actually wanted to ask him how he felt about skydiving, but it was fine if he understood it that way.

He put one arm around Ji Yushi's shoulder, let Ji Yushi lean on his shoulder, and his chin rested on the other's head.

The light fragrance of shampoo on her hair during the rainy season made Song Qinglan feel comfortable. He kissed her on top of her hair: "Yes, what do you think of today's date?"

Ji Yu grabbed his finger and said, "It's great."

Song Qinglan's voice was smiling: "Then, are you willing to have a better date with me next time?"

"I'll think about it," said Jiyu Shi.

The two held hands when they got out of the car.

Doing this at night won't be too high-profile, but everyone waiting for them at the base is still showing their faces.

Looking at the familiar faces, Song Qinglan said, "..."

When the monsoon rains, his face is also expressionless.

"Team Song!"

"Consultant Ji!!"

When the five people who were supposed to be on vacation in Jiangcheng had all arrived, Song Qinglan asked, "Are you following or not weaning? Don't you know that we need a two-person world?"

Zhou Mingxuan was next to Xue Zhao, and he said with a smile, "We are also here to skydive, how could we have met you by such a coincidence!"

Xue Zhao just laughed and didn't speak.

I don't even believe it when it rains.

"I admit that my brother and I are here to find Consultant Ji!" Tang Le said, "I miss it even after we haven't seen you for a few days. There are 10,000 questions that I want Consultant Ji to abuse our brains!"

"That's right." Tang Qi said.

Duan Wen said: "I'm different. I came to see Team Song. Let me see how the historical meeting between Team Song and the 'three boyfriends' went on!"

Song Qinglan laughed and kicked over: "Go away."

The two were surrounded by this group of people, and Ji Yushi looked at Li Chun precisely: "How did you know we were here?"

Li Chun's scalp was numb, and he was caught all of a sudden, so he smirked and said: "Hey, Song team he sent photos of your date to stimulate me - no, sending your photos to remind us how lonely we are, I didn't say last time. Shall we go to the bar together? I just thought about inviting a few of them to come to Ningcheng to find you. Who knew that in the middle of the road, Lao Zhou said that Team Song would bring you to the comrade-in-arms to parachute, so we came directly."

Case solved.

Dare to love this group of light bulbs are brought in by themselves.

Song Qinglan had no choice but to wave her hand: "Okay, I'll pay for the expenses at the club tonight!"

This night, with the addition of teammates, their date turned into a makeshift party.

Xue Zhao opened separate rooms for them in the club, and they played until the early hours of the morning before everyone officially ended.

During the monsoon season, she was drunk, and Song Qinglan only realized this when she returned to her room, because she planned to sleep without taking a bath during the monsoon season.

In fact, it is not suitable for people who have drank to take a bath, but in order to avoid uncomfortable sleep during the monsoon rain, Song Qinglan still undressed him and planned to give him a rinse. During the monsoon season, there was no resistance during the whole process, and they cooperated obediently.

Stripped naked.

Song Qinglan couldn't help kissing him.

It was sweet and soft in the mouth during the monsoon, just like he showed it at this time.

The bathroom in summer is heating up gradually, and the shower is thrown on the ground, splashing all over the place.

Song Qinglan's body was also wet.

The two leaned against each other wetly, with drops of water hanging from their eyelashes during the season, raised their heads and breathed lightly, letting Song Qinglan's kiss go down.

He grabbed onto Song Qinglan's hard and thorn hair, but he couldn't control his strength.

The other party does not understand, and neither does he.

He only knew that when the other party kissed again, it tasted strange, and he didn't like it very much.

Then they went to bed.

Half asleep, he rode onto Song Qinglan's body and continued to kiss her forcefully, and then suddenly the world was spinning without knowing what was going on.

He was held there, holding the sheet in his hand, and Song Qinglan grabbed his hand.

"It hurts a little bit," he complained, and the rubbing of the skin between his legs was really hot.

Song Qinglan's movements stopped.

In the blurred vision in front of him, he saw the blue veins coming out of the hand covering the back of his hand, so he said again: "But it's okay."

at last.

He was pulled into his arms and fell asleep. Before falling asleep, he said in a daze, "Song Qinglan..."

Stayed at the club for one night and the next morning the two got up earlier than everyone else and drove off before they noticed.

Just kidding, who wants to hang out with a group of teammates on vacation, how is that different from work

During the rainy season, she walked a little slowly, Song Qinglan threw something on the car: "Quick."

Unexpectedly, Ji Yushi said, "My leg hurts."

Both were suffocated.

Two big men who are full of blood and in love are drunk and live in the same room, and it sounds unreal that nothing happens.

During the rainy season, I don't mind this kind of thing at all, and even feel a little cool.

However, the skin on his inner thighs disagreed.

"Fuck." Song Qinglan choked her wrists, "I fucking..."

He also drank too much last night and couldn't control his strength.

He threw him a bottle of milk during the monsoon season, with a natural tone: "I'll buy some ointment and wipe it on the road in a while, it should be fine, let's go now."

Seeing Song Qinglan's expression, he said again, "What are you doing, I'm not a woman, I'm not that delicate. Besides, you didn't do anything to me."

After speaking, he passed Song Qinglan and got into the car first.

Just as the car door was halfway closed, Song Qinglan blocked the car door: "During the monsoon season, you are shy."

Ji Yushi said coldly: "I don't."

Song Qinglan: "Then why are your ears red?"

During the rainy season: "… "

Well, he was just annoyed by the sound he made last night! ! !

I don't plan to go home immediately during the rainy season, and this group of people might even chase after him. He called Ji Minyue again and asked him to help him feed the cat for a few more days. Ji Minyue said that he felt like a tool man.

They went to cities neither of them had been to.

On the fifth day of the holiday, Song Qinglan received a call from Minister Wang.

linger in the city's municipal library during the monsoons.

The reduction of paper books made many books out of print, and they could not be borrowed from other places during the rainy season, so they took out the speed that a small genius with quantum fluctuation speed should have, and displayed ten lines in a book tube.

"Xiao Song, how was your holiday?"

Minister Wang is as gracious as ever.

"Not bad." Song Qinglan said, "You called me, didn't you tell me that the holiday was over?"

"Although I haven't notified you that the holiday is officially over, it's almost too soon." Minister Wang said, "I called you to tell you that the task rating and rewards have basically been determined, and you can rate according to the plan given by the parent system. Each of you has an advanced personal rating."

Song Qinglan was not very happy when she heard this, but frowned, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

"But..." Sure enough, Minister Wang paused, "The reward requirements during the rainy season may not be implemented for the time being."

"Why?" Song Qinglan asked.

"His psychological assessment report is unqualified." Minister Wang became serious and said clearly, "Comprehensive task report, his score is too low."

In the bubble world, when the monsoon rains, he can hide from experts through falsehoods and obtain a perfect psychological evaluation score.

Song Qinglan sneered, not at Minister Wang, but at the ridiculous mechanism: "Because he told the truth this time? Do these experts have any brains, and do they want to see the real or the fake—"

"No." Minister Wang interrupted him, "It's not because of this."

Song Qinglan: "Why is that?"

Minister Wang sighed deeply, and then said, "Xiao Song, your mission report said that you met two people during the Rubik's Cube mission? One of them was a middle-aged man with glasses."

Song Qinglan remembered that person.

He also remembered that the fat middle-aged man called the "Old Sheng" with glasses.

But what does this have to do with monsoons

Minister Wang: "That person is Sheng Yun, the scientist who was in charge of some of the Tianqi R&D projects more than ten years ago."

Song Qinglan: "Is he Sheng Yun?!"

Xie Sian had mentioned this person before, but Song Qinglan never expected that he would have the opportunity to see him in person in the Rubik's Cube.

"Yes." Minister Wang said, "A dozen years ago, he was found to have committed suicide and died at home. Unfortunately, his eight-year-old son was the first to witness the scene."

As if Song Qinglan had been electrocuted, he suddenly understood everything, why Xie Si'an said that Ji Yushi was very similar to Sheng Yun, and even more who the child Xie Si'an was talking about.

"In the season of rain, his original name was Sheng Han." Minister Wang revealed the answer, "The person you saw in the Rubik's Cube was his biological father, Sheng Yun."

Song Qinglan held the phone tightly, almost pinching it into the crack.

During the rainy season, the performance in the Rubik's Cube was repeated scene by scene in his mind, the calmness of sitting on the spot holding the game console, and the confession that was regarded as a goodbye...

What Minister Wang said next came mechanically into his ears.

"After the evaluation, after seeing Sheng Yun during the rainy season, he lost control of his emotions and chose to go directly to the day of the crime. His mental state was extremely unstable. His superiors have postponed his rating and reward, and he needs to wait for the next evaluation."