Bai Yu smiled implicitly: "You are joking, our imperial capital was only settled in October last year, and the houses allocated by the government were also temporarily decided..."
In October last year, Wu Yue was not yet a garrison officer. His rank was slightly equal to that of Bai's father, so the two families could become neighbors.
In March, Lin Xuefeng retired due to injury, and Wu Yue took up the post of garrison officer. However, due to the shortage of resources, he wanted to perform actively as a new officer, so he took the initiative to request that the house be not in a hurry.
If nothing else happens, his new residence will be arranged no matter what after this mission is completed.
But now...
Bai Yu looked at the suddenly anxious old lady with a deep look in his eyes: "But if you are anxious, I can see if I can help you if you need anything."
The old lady paused and hesitated for a moment.
……
And in the wasteland.
The tree cocoons took root in the soil and they couldn't leave this area, but neither of them was idle. Taking this opportunity, Huaiyu took a look at the few remaining meat stores and arranged for Zhou Qian to make a big one.
——It was indeed quite big. She didn’t expect Zhou Qianli to carry back a wild boar.
"But why is this wild boar black and white?" Huaiyu was curious.
"What's so strange about this? Many poultry and livestock escaped during the disaster. Some were eaten by other mutated creatures, and some naturally survived. Isn't it normal for genes to be passed down after so many years?"
Zhou Qian was very calm.
Huaiyu immediately became happy: "Oh! That's great. I originally thought that pure wild boar would have a strong smell and be difficult to stew, which would be inconvenient. If it were this kind of wild boar, the meat should be much more tender. ”
The two brothers and sisters were busy sharpening their knives. Because it was not convenient to burn and shave the skin in the jungle, they simply took off the skin and buried it. Just like this, from morning to night, Huaiyu felt that he could not lift his waist. At this moment, he waved his hand:
"Okay, let's marinate it for two days and then hang it up to dry."
"This pile will be covered at night and used to make sausages tomorrow - the garrison must have plenty of ingredients! This is also delicious to make."
"Brother Zhou Qian, let's braised pork with potatoes tonight, shall we?"
Zhou Qian thought for a while: "Let's stew braised pork with tiger skin eggs. I've eaten a lot of potatoes during this period."
OK!
I haven’t finished the eggs these days. I’ll boil them and fry them in a pan, then add them to the braised pork to reduce the juice...
Huaiyu's mouth watered instantly.
At this moment, Zhou Qian turned his head slightly and looked to the side of the car.
Huaiyu: "?"
But I saw him put down the towel to wipe his hands in an instant and strode away: "There seems to be movement in the cocoon."
Huaiyu was stunned for a moment, and then rushed over like a gust of wind:
"I want to be the first, I want to be the first! What if he wakes up and can't remember anything like me and just wants to find a mother?"
Zhou Qian's originally accelerating movement stopped instantly.
And in the milky white tree cocoon, Lin Xuefeng lay there quietly, opening his eyes and looking at the bare branches in the sky in winter, and the clumps of green leaves that were different from the bleak winter and had been spawned by supernatural powers. He heard the sound coming from the wind. He said cheerful words, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
When Huaiyu approached the tree cocoon that finally opened, his steps suddenly slowed down.
She was a little nervous and couldn't help but urge Zhou Qian, who was slowly following behind her: "Brother Zhou Qian, hurry up!"
But no matter how hard he tried, Zhou Qian had no intention of catching up.
Sorry, he is an old man and really has no interest in being a mother. This risk should be left to Huai Yu.
And Huaiyu walked over slowly, squatting slightly now, standing on the edge of the tree cocoon, looking in, and as soon as his head came closer, he met a pair of bright and gentle eyes.
The other party's black hair was slightly longer, making the already white cheeks even more colorless. Only his eyes were dark and his lips were slightly pale.
When he saw her, he slightly arched his eyebrows and spoke in a soft voice with a clear accent.
"Mom?"
Huaiyu blushed suddenly and subconsciously withdrew his head.
Her little heart was beating wildly in her chest, and all kinds of thoughts were entangled in her mind, including his smile in the rainy night, and the way he spoke in the dancing flames...
There is only one sentence that is repeated over and over again, echoing back and forth——
It's over, it's over, Lin Xuefeng really lost his memory and became stupid!
When she raised her head, she saw that Lin Xuefeng had sat up in the tree cocoon and was looking at her with lowered eyes.
Against the light, his hair that had not been taken care of for a long time blew into his eyes, covering his eyes with deep and shallow shadows, and his eyes were dark, like a bottomless river, which made Huaiyu a little nervous for some reason.
But then he raised his head, glanced at Zhou Qian who was walking over quickly, and said warmly: "Thank you for saving me."
Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment: "You...can you feel it all the time?"
Lin Xuefeng nodded slightly: "Yes."
Zhou Qian breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you still feel it after being rescued?"
Lin Xuefeng's eyes were dark: "Yes, all the time."
Huaiyu had already stood up. He was holding the cocoon in his hands and looked at Lin Xuefeng, who was gentle and pale, and seemed to be about the same as before. He always felt that something was not right.
But before she could think about it, she saw an equally pale palm stretched out in front of her. The fingers were long and the joints were distinct. Huaiyu also held out his hand in confusion, and was immediately grasped tightly by the other party gently and firmly.
His palms were slightly cold, but his voice was soft:
"I'm not strong enough, could you please pull me up?"
"...Xiaoyu."
What's so embarrassing about this? !
There was a height difference between the two of them, so Huaiyu immediately took a step back and used a little strength on his hands. Fortunately, Lin Xuefeng didn't rely solely on her to pull him, so he came out of the cocoon smoothly.
He was still wearing the uniform of the garrison. The snow-white uniform had a big hole in his chest, and there were still long-lasting red blood stains on the edges. The exposed chest was equally pale, making the body look like a pair of untied hands. The appearance of chicken power.
Zhou Qian stood a little further away. Looking at him now, he could only feel that the opponent's long legs stepped out of the tree cocoon, and then when the soles of his feet landed on the ground, they were light and steady. The lower body was extremely stable, and he was clearly able to control his limbs.
And why do you need Huaiyu to help pull you up?
He frowned, but no matter how he looked at the other party, he didn't look malicious, so he had to put aside his doubts and walked forward:
"General Lin, have you fully recovered? Do you feel any discomfort?"
Lin Xuefeng shook his head slightly: "No, apart from feeling a little weak, there are no other injuries on the body."
He looked at the milky white tree cocoon beside him, then turned his head, looking at Huaiyu intently and deeply, without blinking, and only sighed softly again: "Xiaoyu, thank you for saving me."
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Huaiyu nodded and said solemnly: "Then you must take it to heart. I really paid a lot this time."
"I know." Lin Xuefeng whispered softly, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.
"But..." Huaiyu looked at him up and down: "I always feel that you are different from when we first met."
How to describe it?
That Lin Xuefeng was majestic, energetic and gentle. He was very tolerant and compassionate towards her, yet he could respect her and her secrets equally. There is only a slight melancholy between the eyebrows, and the belief revealed is not very positive.
But this one in front of him... He had a gentle smile and focused eyes, but it seemed that all the focused eyes were focused on Huai Yu alone, so that even the slightest trace of his vitality in Huai Yu's memory seemed to be invisible.
How strange.
Lin Xuefeng turned his head slightly and asked seriously: "Don't you like the way I am now?"
"Ah?" Huaiyu was a little confused: "Don't you look like you? Last time you had the belief to die, so it's normal for your state to be different, right? It's just that now you look like it's still winter, not Same as thawing.”
She concluded: "It's like an ice sculpture."
Zhou Qian frowned beside him, thinking what kind of messy metaphor this was. However, he had never had such close contact and observation with Lin Xuefeng before, so he had no way of knowing the difference Huaiyu described.
On the contrary, Lin Xuefeng smiled slightly.
"Xiaoyu, you described it very accurately."
"I...probably have been frozen for too long."
He said he always remembered it and wasn't lying.
It's just that his perception didn't start when Huaiyu saved him, but at the moment when he was frozen.
The boundless coldness enveloped him tightly, and his body was stiff and cold as if he was in a cage. He could no longer use his powers freely, and his strong and powerful limbs were tightly blocked.
Accompanying him day and night, apart from the moss under his feet and the dead tree skeletons behind him, there was only the quiet environment of a near vacuum and the raging snowstorm outside.
The rose flower on his chest trembled to maintain his glimmer of life, and in his glimmer of vitality, coldness and loneliness were like maggots attached to his bones, eroding his body and soul inch by inch.
He was sealed in that ice and snow monument, his consciousness was going crazy between chaos and clarity, and no one could complain or hear him.
In the cage day after day, many times, he could no longer tell whether he was dead or alive.
Those long days and nights...
He had never, never been in such a terrible prison of loneliness.
He had less and less time to think, and then he stood there numb day after day. The statue turned into a monument to the hero, and the tall body symbolized his unyielding soul...
But under the skin of a hero, he has already become a fool with confused thinking.
So cold...
So lonely...
I really want to be free... free... kill him, kill him, kill him! ! !
Or maybe he had died a long time ago, and these were just nightmares lingering on his deathbed.
Until one day, a girl wearing red clothes came out of the snowstorm.
Her hair was covered with white snow, like a layer of goose feathers.
There was a slight frost on my eyelashes, and the hot breath I exhaled was blocked by the scarf. Only a very fine white mist formed in front of me, which quickly dissipated in the cold wind.
But she rushed over, even with a strange blush on her cheeks.
Here she comes.
She stood quietly in front of him again.
Then he gently stretched out his thin white palm and pressed it on his cold, no longer beating chest.
At that moment, the body sealed in the cage seemed to be sensitive to the outside world. He could feel the unusually high heat in her palms, the surging powers and surging power in her body, and her voice that almost threatened to kill him. Whispers scattered in the air:
"Lin Xuefeng."
"Lin Xuefeng!"
Her voice gradually became firmer, as if she was repeating her fantasy: "Are you still alive?"
At that moment, the soul in the cage was gradually injected into the body, and the heart seemed to be beating under the opponent's hot palm.
He answered silently: Yes, I am still alive.
But she couldn't take him away.
With the body of an adult man and the thick layer of ice, even Huaiyu himself broke into this area in a daze, so how could he bring such a burden with him? This despair made her finally cry in front of him. The tears fell into the dry and dead moss, but they seemed to burn into his heart.
"What on earth...what should I do to take you out?"
She whimpered, talking to herself but in agony.
But at that moment, Lin Xuefeng seemed to be relieved.
He wanted to tell her - if she couldn't take him away, then kill him completely!
End this nightmare.
But he looked at her as if she had not experienced weathering - who could bear to let the moonlight be stained with blood?
His pain, his struggle, his unbearableness and embarrassment, as well as his abandonment and desire...
All of this is hidden in Lin Xuefeng's smile: "If the ice sculpture doesn't look like before, will you be disappointed?"
Huaiyu thought seriously: "No way."
"What's so disappointing?"
Zhou Qian followed him to one side, his brows furrowed tightly: in just a few sentences, the other party had emphasized Huaiyu's feelings towards him twice.
It’s not like this is the life-saving grace, right?
He looked at Lin Xuefeng in front of him suspiciously, and was surprised to find that the other person was slightly taller than him. Even though he was wearing a uniform, he could see that his shoulders were broad and strong——
The most important thing is that his limbs have not relaxed yet.
Then the other party turned his head slightly and met his gaze, neither sad nor happy, but calm.
Zhou Qian relaxed instantly.
He is very familiar with this state!
After experiencing difficult exploration missions, or witnessing the sacrifice of those around them before their eyes, those on the front line will always feel uncomfortable in various ways.
Lin Xuefeng's desire for the other party's approval, coupled with his slight emotional indifference, and his habit of never relaxing his body, were clearly similar to that state.
Everyone has experienced it.
So he took a step forward, causing Huai Yu to look over subconsciously, and then said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, General Lin just woke up, I'm afraid he can't have dinner with us... Do you want me to cook him a bowl of thinner porridge? ”
Huaiyu reacted instantly: "Ah! My braised pork!"
She urged Zhou Qian: "Go and have a look!"
Then he looked at Lin Xuefeng, the anxiety and struggle in his eyes were obvious.
Lin Xuefeng's gentle expression seemed to fit tightly like a mask, and even the slightly intimate tone in her voice was no different from before:
"Are you going to give up on me and go see something else?"
The next moment, Huaiyu grabbed his hand: "Let's go, let's go faster, I'll hold you! Otherwise the meat will be mushy!" (End of Chapter)