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Xie Qingcheng waited for He Yu in the suite for a long time.

Without smoking, the wait became extraordinarily long, but he still waited.

The TV in the room is playing, almost all English channels are received here, the only Chinese channel is broadcasting entertainment variety shows, some stars are laughing and laughing, Xie Qingcheng finds it annoying, but Didn't pick up the remote to turn it off either.

He leaned on the sofa and thought, if there was no naval battle in Guangzhou, He Yu would have graduated from university now. With his ability, he must have found a good job and started a project, and maybe he will be able to see his works on TV or in theaters in a year or two.

After Xie Qingcheng matured, he didn't like to watch any movies, and he rarely went to the cinema, but he thought that if it was made by He Yu, he would watch it.

He Yu is special.

He has so many words in his heart that he wants to say to this special person tonight.

Only tonight can I finally tell this person.

He wanted to wait for He Yu to come back, so he said to him, kid, three years ago, you gave me your last trust in the world, but you almost died because of me.

I feel so guilty that no matter what you did, I never resented you, I just thought, if you vent all your resentment, you can change back to the way you used to be, then Also good.

I owe you after all.

After all, I didn't want to live that much anymore.

He wanted to wait for He Yu to come back, so he said to him, I'm sorry, He Yu, I hurt the only person in the world who said "I need you" so passionately, you put your whole heart He gave it to me with both hands, guarding me with life and dignity, and would rather bear the name of crime than make me sad.

If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't believe there would be such love in the world.

But this kind of love has become a cold nameless monument in the cemetery when I want to respond.

Sorry, I actually hate myself, why can I be so ruthless.

I didn't expect you to let go of your hatred, but you finally told me that I don't hate you anymore.

—"I don't hate you anymore, don't be afraid."

Xie Qingcheng wanted to tell He Yu that he was not afraid of death.

He is not afraid of death or pain, he is not afraid of stigma, and he is not afraid of being poor and white.

He is an upright and upright man, and he only asks for a clear conscience. But He Yu made him feel guilty. The suicide note that fell after the naval battle became the biggest guilt in his life.

He was actually afraid that He Yu had always hated him.

So when He Yu hugged him that day and said that he would never hate him or quarrel again, he already felt enough and didn't dare to ask for more. And the time spent on Mandela Island made him feel like a dream. Sometimes he can even feel the warmth similar to that year in this dream, but he is slow in emotion, and he has not been sure for a long time whether it is his own illusion.

Xie Qingcheng sighed softly and closed his eyes.

He wanted to wait for He Yu to come back, so he said to him, He Yu, are you still willing to dance with me?

In that bistro, or right here.

Would you like to?

He wants to wait for He Yu to come back.

He will wait for He Yu to come back...

Xie Qingcheng waited minute by minute while thinking about it.

At the end, he just fell asleep vaguely on the sofa.

patter…

It seems to be raining outside. In the sound of the rain, he dreamed of what He Yu looked like when he was still studying at school. He Yu laughed a little green and a little ruffian at that time, and his gentle and gentle words revealed some cunning and viciousness.

In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to the Shanghai University campus four years ago. During the garden party, he and He Yu were also trapped on a Neverland.

The island and the school are a little far away. In the middle of the lake, He Yu used a shielding device to make it isolated from the world. In fact, it is very similar to the current situation.

They were driven into the cave by a heavy rain to take shelter from the rain. There were graffiti of previous students in the cave, which was named "Secret Utopia". He Yu asked him if he wanted to learn from the predecessors and go to the cave. Something was written on the wall, but he refused.

He vaguely remembered what He Yu asked at that time: "Xie Qingcheng, don't you have any dreams?"

At that time, he felt that his life had no meaning, no possibility, no expectation, and no desire, so he did not answer He Yu properly.

At this moment, in the dream, he felt that after four years, he finally had an answer.

He looked at the face of the young man in the cave, the cocoon in his heart was gently bitten, and a butterfly was about to fly out with fluttering wings—

"Yeah. I have a wish." Unlike four years ago, he walked up to He Yu in a dream and stood side by side with the boy in front of the secret utopia.

"Then write it here." The boy handed him the stone.

Xie Qingcheng took the stone, but did not write anything on the cave wall.

He just turned around and looked at He Yu. After looking for a long time, he raised his hand and hugged the boy.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, and there seemed to be blood and tears dripping from the end of his eyes.

He said: "I hope one day, when I go back under the Ferris wheel, I can see you again. He Yu."

If you flip a coin at the Trevi Fountain, the stone gently falls to the ground.

The next second, the ground suddenly turned into a glacial lake, the lake melted into the autumn water, the autumn water swayed, and the ripples expanded infinitely, becoming a huge Ferris wheel with brilliant colors, flashing in the rain in the night Shredded bright.

He hugged He Yu on the lake.

In the reflection of the lake water, only a rag doll bear with a balloon was standing alone.

People come and go, it doesn't know if it can wait for the child who will say "Will you hug me", it doesn't know if it can wait for that eyebrow The same gentle boy as before.

It will be dark.

The playground is closing.

The Muppet Bear stood there, waiting for the last hope...

Will you be back…

He Yu, you…

"Beep, beep—"

There was a slight tingling on the wrist, Xie Qingcheng felt the weightlessness of stepping on the air, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

Outside the window, it was really raining, and the damp wind came in through the slightly open window.

Xie Qingcheng calmed his heartbeat and slowly came back to his senses.

He raised his wrist and saw that what was vibrating was the modified Fengbo bracelet. He casually put it to his ear, connected it, and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's seven in the morning...

His heart sank heavily.

He Yu has not returned to the room.

"Hello."

"Hello, Xie Qingcheng." It was not He Yu who called him with a bracelet, but the commander-in-chief.

Xie Qingcheng's heart fell directly to the bottom, but he responded quickly: "I am here."

"He Yu tried to contact you with her bracelet last night. You didn't pick it up at about 3:30 in the morning. He thought you were asleep. There were many eyes and ears around him. I tried more, so I contacted the headquarters." The commander-in-chief said, "He said he wanted to apologize to you, and he couldn't see you alone before the mission."

Xie Qingcheng was slightly suffocating, he was not so concerned about the problem of losing his opinion at this time, he asked: "What happened to He Yu? He didn't come back last night, what happened? What? Did he tell you?"

"Don't worry, he's fine. But Mandela developed a device to expand the influence of Blood Gu, and he worked with them all night yesterday to perfect that device." The commander-in-chief said, "Mandela knows that we will have a second attack soon, and they want to complete the blood worm equipment before that, so they are racing against time."

Xie Qingcheng was slightly relieved to hear that He Yu was fine.

Xie Qing said: "Then I will contact him now..."

"You cannot be reached."

Xie Qingcheng was startled: "Why?"

"We couldn't get in touch either. After he finished the test, he had to turn on the deployed equipment and deal with what he had to do today. These are the last round of investigation before the war. He must Very cautious, so he closed all access to him."

Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth: "Then did he say when the passage will be opened again?"

If all goes well, the time to start the action will be four o'clock in the afternoon, before that, you must rest well and wait patiently for his action at four o'clock."

“…”

The commander-in-chief did not hear Xie Qingcheng's response, so he was a little anxious and asked, "Do you understand?"

“…Got it.”

After Xie Qingcheng hung up the call, a deep sense of anxiety surged up.

He is very worried about He Yu.

But he also knows that he has no way to help He Yu right now, the commander-in-chief is right, recuperating and waiting for He Yu's active contact is the only thing he can do at the moment , and the only thing to do.

After all, they don't have much time to talk about their personal affairs.

Time ticked by, and the sun emerged from behind the thick cloud cover, and was dimly obscured by the cloud.

An hour…an hour…

Xie Qingcheng sat in front of the desk, playing with his long fingers, staring at the retro-style alarm clock on the desk without blinking.

The dark clouds have completely dissipated, and the sky over Mandela Island is clear, but it is already late, and the sun has lost its most violent force, reclining lazily on the horizon.

It is 3:50 PM.

Xie Qingcheng made preparations before this. He put on contact lenses, put on clothes that are convenient for movement, and finished wearing Fengbo's built-in headphones. any last.

3:58…3:59…

Click.

The skeletonized brass hour hand pointed tremblingly at four o’clock.

Xie Qingcheng held his breath, opened his eyes, the time was up, he waited for the movement of the bedroom door being opened.

Da, da, da... He heard footsteps, from far to near, from the end of the corridor to the door of his room, and stopped.

"Mr. Xie." The door creaked open, and Xie Qingcheng's expression changed slightly.

Not He Yu.

It's the brainwashed girl from the crew, with empty eyes, holding her cleaning tool: "I'll tidy up your room."

—this time? !

Xie Qingcheng had a vague feeling of unease, but he still stabilized the scene, the more critical it was, the more chaotic it became, he pretended to calmly replied: "You can do it. "

The girl bowed shallowly and came in with the tools.

Like hotel room service, He Yu's room is indeed cleaned every day, but from time to time, I didn't expect to bump into this time today.

Xie Qingcheng sat down and pretended to lower her head to read a book, but in fact she calmly used her peripheral vision and hearing to judge what the girl was doing and how long it would take for her to leave.

The cleaning time was not long, the girl cleaned up for about ten minutes, then mechanically bowed to Xie Qingcheng again and exited.

The time has already pointed to 4:13.

But He Yu still did not appear, and the wiring at the headquarters in the storm system could not reach him. Xie Qingcheng didn't know what happened in front of him, so he stood up and wandered around the window anxiously. The headquarters attack was at 6 o'clock, the time left for them was not too generous, and now it has been delayed by 13 minutes.

What happened to He Yu?

Xie Qingcheng was trapped in the fog, when he suddenly heard another movement outside the door, he turned back suddenly—

"Sorry, sorry."

It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured into his stomach, Xie Qingcheng felt extremely disappointed.

It was the girl again: "I forgot the washcloth in the shower room, can I get it?"

"...you go."

The girl went, walked through the whole house, went to the innermost shower room and took her cleaning cloth, then returned to the door, greeted Xie Qingcheng again, and left.

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It's almost half past four, and half an hour has been consumed by life, and even the uneasy voice of the headquarters correspondent can be heard in the headset: "He Yu hasn't appeared yet?"

"Not yet."

"It's terrible, it will take a certain amount of time to destroy the rapid cold light. If he doesn't do it again, I am afraid that the entire landing plan will be changed accordingly."

Xie Qingcheng's heart aroused when he heard it, his lips moved very slightly, and he lowered his voice and said to the person in the headset: "Can't you try to force him to contact him through the Fengbo system?"

The headquarter correspondent was a little embarrassed: "...He Yu has transformed the Fengbo system, and he has mastered the control end of the headset. It's not that you don't know his ability to write programs, he..."

Xie Qingcheng was about to scold someone when he heard a hissing sound in his headset, and the awkward explanation from the headquarter correspondent who was stumbling like a shoelace was suddenly interrupted.

What followed into the channel was a very clear voice: "Xie Qingcheng, look back."

Outside the window!

There is a small helicopter hovering outside the window - it is the kind of thing that looks like a robot in the eyes of normal people. Xie Qingcheng has seen it in the window a few days, but it is not so close. .

At such a close distance, Xie Qingcheng thoroughly saw the structure of the helicopter. In order to cooperate with the virtual reality projection, this small helicopter has been carefully designed. It uses almost all translucent materials. Below the aircraft is an open fuselage similar to a C-shape. arms. In addition, this small helicopter is also distributed with many emitters flashing fluorescent light, it seems that it should be a fixed-point system of projection.

He Yu was sitting in the driver's seat, the wind after the rain blew his black Mandela uniform, Chen Man was behind him, he had already taken him out, and was heading towards Xie Qingcheng waved his hand.

"Thank you!"

"Xie Qingcheng." He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng's face against the sunlight outside the window. He stayed up all day and night, and his face was a little haggard, but when he saw Xie Qingcheng, he still smiled, just because he didn't come back on time, and the night he promised to spend alone, after all, was due to a combination of yin and yang. , became an empty promise of cattle and sheep in the competition, and there was a hint of sadness in his smile.

Originally he had a lot to say, but at this moment, he can only say: "...Sorry, it's been a long wait."

Xie Qingcheng looked into his eyes—

"It's fine. You'll be fine."

The more you have, the easier it is to be dissatisfied, and the less you have, the easier it is to be satisfied.

So, at this moment, Xie Qingcheng really felt that his heart that had been struggling for a day and a night had been put down, and it was enough to see He Yu at this moment. Whether he came or not for last night's appointment was not the most important thing.

Thousands of words have been lingering for a long time, and it is better to say: "You are safe."

As long as you are safe, there will be many days to come.

After this mission, they will have countless days and nights to get along with.

According to the original plan, He Yu managed to take them out of the basement, but now the situation has changed suddenly, He Yu actually chose the route of heaven.

The window opened, He Yu controlled this special small helicopter and flew closer, so that Xie Qingcheng could get closer.

Xie Qingcheng: "You... so, aren't you afraid of Mandela's discovery?"

"This is my alternative, I did it yesterday. Virtual projection can fool the Dream Breaker, and in turn, can fool Mandela." He Yu said, "I have modified its projection, and if it is more than five meters, you can't see us on it. I will put a rope ladder, come up quickly."

But when he moved, Chen slow couldn't help but said: "Brother, be careful of its wings, the feathers are very sharp."

He Yu said, "Be careful of hitting bulletproof glass."

Chen slow glanced at He Yu with a very puzzled look, and seemed to think that He Yu was crazy.

Yes, what Chen slow sees is "Tianma", only what He Yu and himself see is a real helicopter.

This is a conversation only they can understand, and no one else can. In the end, only the same kind can understand and respond to Long Ming.

Xie Qingcheng noticed Chen Man's look at He Yu. Although Chen Man didn't have any malicious intent, he just thought it was strange, but Xie Qingcheng suddenly couldn't bear it at that moment. In those days without himself, He Yu insisted on the truth that only he knew, and was ridiculed and distrusted by everyone. What kind of loneliness would it be?

Waiting for a look of approval.

Xie Qing thought, at this moment, He Yu doesn't have to wait any longer.

He said to He Yu, "Okay. I know."

The young man's eyes blinked, his eyelashes fell quickly, and his eye sockets seemed to be redder, but it was not because of fatigue.

The three of them assembled, and He Yu controlled the small helicopter and drove in the direction of the rapid cold light.

Along the way, Chen Man and Xie Qingcheng explained why they were late. It turned out that Mandela had always kept an eye on He Yu and the others. It was clear that He Yu had confused the monitoring of obstacles that had to be dealt with yesterday, but before starting today, he found that there were several more secretly.

After confusing those, He Yu realized that Mandela was very likely to conduct a surprise inspection of their actions. Sure enough, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the girl appeared and observed the house under the guise of cleaning. Is there any abnormality, and after more than ten minutes, he killed a carbine again to confirm that Xie Qingcheng was still staying in the room as usual.

"Although I adjusted the old monitoring processing and replaced it into the screen, you can still be seen reading in the bedroom during the time we were gone. But they don't really believe in real-time It's monitored." He Yu said, "We have to hurry up, so I changed my plan and didn't go to the basement."

Soon, the helicopter reached the sky above the woods, dived down from the golden clouds, and they successfully reached the vicinity of the rapid cold light control room, but now Xie Qingcheng looked again, lying on the ground It's not mechs, but all dead people and hyenas... They were strapped with a lot of weapons, detonators, and projection positioning instruments, and they wore control rings in front of their foreheads.

He Yu patted him and asked him to look away from the half-rotting corpses.

"Don't look at it." He said softly to him, "What has happened can't be changed even by looking at it."

He turned off the operating engine of the helicopter and got off the plane first, stepping on the ground with his combat boots, shaking a thin layer of dust.

"Let's go."

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The author has something to say:

Small Theater:

He Yu definitely wants to replace Chen Man with Zheng Jingfeng...

Mr. Duan: Then you should invest in our metaverse project.

He Yu: ? Why?

Mr. Duan: This project is well done, everyone can change from a three-dimensional person to a two-dimensional person, then everyone is a string of codes, aren't you very happy? You are a hacker. At that time, top hackers can replace and change people at will. You can turn Chen Wan into a woman if you want.

He Yu: ... (begins to think seriously, and thinks that Mandela's goal seems really attractive...)

Mr. Duan, a top lobbyist.