2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

At seven o'clock in the morning, a melodious song sounded from the bedside. A hand stretched out from the quilt and weakly patted the bedside table twice, and the music gradually stopped.

Li Qingke, who was wearing pajamas, sat up from the bed, touched the mobile phone next to her, and rubbed her eyes while scrolling through it.

The message box showed a message sent by Yu Yantaki at 6:30 this morning.

"Does Xiaotaki get up so early every day?" Li Qingke yawned and clicked in.

{Sister Qing, there is something wrong with my motorcycle. Can I use your car to go to work this morning? }

There has been a breakdown? I remember Yan Taki cherished that motorcycle very much, which is really rare...

Although Li Qingke was a little confused, she still replied: {Okay, then you and Yan Muyun will wait for me at the entrance of the parking lot at 8:20. }

The other person replied almost instantly: {Okay. }

After a while, another message came: {My uncle had something to do outside yesterday and didn't come home at night, so I was the only one driving your car. }

Could it be that Yan Muyun went on another secret mission? It was only a day ago, right?

Li Qingke didn't think much, put down her phone, took off her pajamas, walked straight into the bathroom, and took a careful shower.

After taking a shower, she stood in front of the wardrobe wearing only her underwear and fell into deep thought. After some selection, she chose a burgundy knitted skirt and a pair of thin black stockings.

She looks sexy and mature in this outfit, and her figure is perfectly accentuated. If she were walking on the street, almost all men would not be able to help but take a second look.

But the only problem is, this doesn’t seem like something to wear to work, but more like a date.

After drinking a nutritional potion for breakfast, Li Qingke sat in front of the dressing table and started putting on makeup.

Twenty minutes later, she slightly moved her face closer to the mirror, looked at it for a long time, and then nodded with satisfaction.

She usually spends about 5 minutes putting on makeup, and her natural beauty alone is enough to stun others.

And under this morning's "careful polishing", her appearance is even more beautiful and flawless. The bright eyes and white teeth reveal the innocence of a young girl, and the slim figure reveals the charm of a mature woman. The combination of the two is fatal.

The only flaw was that there was no smile on her face in the mirror, and she was as cold as an exquisite doll.

Li Qingke opened the handbag placed next to the table, flipped through it twice, and made sure nothing was missing. Then she stepped on a pair of high heels similar in color to the knitted skirt she was wearing, and prepared to go to work.

As soon as Li Qingke opened the door, he was frightened by the figure standing in the corner of the corridor not far away.

After reacting, she was a little dumbfounded: "Didn't I tell you to wait in the parking lot?"

"The air in the parking lot is bad. I don't want to stay there any longer." Yan Long made a random excuse.

"What a delicate boy." Li Qingke joked with a smile, but didn't take it to heart and pressed the elevator button.

Yan Taki stood beside her and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Why do you have to dress up so beautifully at work?"

Li Qingke rolled her eyes: "My life is more than just work. This afternoon's date is very important. The other party and I are likely to establish a relationship. Of course, we have to be serious."

What about Team Wei? Do you really not like him?

The two of you had obviously gotten along so well before. Although Wei Jun was a little straight and a little dull, everyone could tell that he had already had a crush on you. Why would he give up when he was about to succeed?

These are the questions that all the members of Team A of the Special Branch Bureau have wanted to ask in recent days, but no one has ever asked them.

Yan Long put his hands in his pockets and waited for the elevator expressionlessly.

...

It was also seven o'clock in the morning. In a house in Siming District, Menxia City, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron and slightly stout was preparing breakfast for her family.

Her husband has to leave for work at nine o'clock, and the two children at home have to get to school before eight-thirty, and her duty is to ensure that they are full when they leave the house.

Although they haven't gotten up yet, time seems a bit tight. But fortunately, the company and school are not far from home. Although they are in different directions, they are only five or six minutes away.

After placing breakfast on the dining table, the middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her lungs: "Get up, you big slackers and little slackers."

There was movement in the master bedroom, but there was still no sound in the small bedroom.

She walked over and patted the door of the small bedroom hard, shouting: "Get up quickly, get up quickly, breakfast will be cold soon!"

The boy's somewhat impatient voice came from the room: "I know, I know, stop filming, get up!"

This is the eldest son.

"Hurry up and wake up your sister!"

The little one in the family was so sleepy that she couldn't even scream without patting her chubby little face.

At this moment, the clear doorbell suddenly rang in the living room.

"Who would come to visit so early?" The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron and walked to the door to check the electronic screen. Standing outside the door was a completely unfamiliar young man.

The other person looked to be in his early twenties, his hair was a little messy, and he didn't look very energetic.

She pressed the horn and asked, "Hello, who are you?"

The young man approached the camera and said hello: "Hello, I'm looking for Dai Senwu. Does he live here?"

The middle-aged woman turned and shouted into the room: "Old Dai, someone is looking for you. Come over and see if you recognize him?"

The man wearing big underpants walked out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth. He leaned in front of the screen and squinted his eyes. He shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

The woman pressed the speaker button again and said, "My husband said he doesn't know you. Why are you looking for him?"

"Please wait a moment..." The young man rummaged around in his pocket and finally took out an ID and placed it in front of the camera: "I am Yan Muyun, the commissioner of the Special Branch Bureau. I am looking for Your husband knows something and hopes to cooperate."

With the soft click of the lock cylinder, the door was opened. A woman in an apron stood at the door, her eyes a little wary, and she muttered: "Special Branch? There are no alien species in our home. Let me tell you, my home Lao Dai is an honest man, timid, and has abided by the law all his life... And I have never seen someone come looking for someone early in the morning. There are two children at home, so why can't he go to the company to look for someone?"

Listening to the other party's thoughts, Yan Muyun showed an embarrassed but polite smile: "There are no aliens in your family, and your husband has not committed anything. I just want to come over and understand some things. It's not convenient." Please forgive me for going into detail."

Although she was a little dissatisfied, the other party was a public official after all. The middle-aged woman did not dare to say anything. She turned slightly and said, "My husband has gone in to get dressed. Why don't you come in first and wait?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a man who had put on clothes and trousers in a hurry had already walked out of it. He came over to say hello with enthusiasm and a little uneasiness: "Hello, hello, what do you want from me?"

Yan Muyun hesitated for a moment, and then saw a boy of about ten years old in the living room looking out. He shook his head and said, "I can just wait outside. This matter is not suitable in front of children." We'll talk face to face. I just need you to move quickly, I'm a bit pressed for time."

"Okay, okay." The man turned around and walked back into the house.

The middle-aged woman was still standing at the door, holding the door with her hand, looking a little hesitant.

"It doesn't matter. Just close the door first. I'll wait outside." Yan Muyun smiled gently.

"Okay." The woman nodded cautiously, and then closed the door.

Not long after, Yan Muyun in the corridor heard a vague quarrel coming from the room. It seemed that the wife was questioning something, while the husband was explaining loudly.

"Oh." He sighed.

Although I had already expected that my presumptuous visit might cause misunderstandings, I really had no choice.