Mist

When Song Qinglan asked this question when she heard the rain, although Song Qinglan didn't know why, she also reduced her relaxed tone: "What Minister Wang?"

Minister Wang of the Tianqiangjiangcheng branch.

Female, fifty-three years old, with a gentle temperament, can be regarded as vigorous and resolute.

During the rainy season, I clearly remember her smile, including the smell of perfume on her body.

However, why did Song Qinglan say that the minister of the Jiangcheng branch has the last name, and there is only one?

During the monsoon rains, I had a bad premonition in my heart. All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in my mind. What went wrong? Are they still in the process of being abducted and did not really come back, and the sky has put an illusion in their minds, allowing them to enter a new mission? Or is there something wrong with his memory, and a phenomenon similar to overlapping and chaotic memories arises?

The expression on his face was tense in an instant, and he was already pale unconsciously, and his eyes alternated with tension and hesitation, which was the first time Song Qinglan saw Jiyu.

Song Qinglan gave a "thump" in her heart, thinking of the psychological assessment report during the monsoon rains.

Even people with a strong mind and a strong personality will have different degrees of psychological trauma after experiencing those incredible worlds. Everyone on the Seventh Sky Team has more or less sequelae, some of them can realize, some They are lurking in their subconscious minds, but they are all in a controlled state. Therefore, the branch decided to give them a three-month holiday.

But it is different during the monsoon. The expert's assessment result for him is: perfect.

Song Qinglan was the team leader. He was on the scene during the meeting. Experts were not optimistic about the result, because during the monsoon season, he was like a student who had recite the answers. He scored high in every answer, but it wasn't because he really knew how to do it.

The two have got along a lot of understanding. Song Qinglan stepped forward, holding on to the shoulders of the season rain, and couldn't help lowering her voice: "Consultant Ji, what did you think of?"

During the monsoon rains, her lips tightened, and she reluctantly said: "I want to... wake up first."

With that, he took out his pill box from his pocket during the rainy season.

Taking too much medicine is no good, but my face is really bad during the monsoon rains.

Song Qinglan immediately turned around and returned to the ward until a glass of water came out. Before coming out, she had tested the temperature of the water with her back: "It's warm."

During the monsoon rains, one tablet was taken out and put in the mouth, and then took the water in Song Qinglan's hand.

He took a sip, raised his head, and his throat rolled on his slender neck, and he took the pills smoothly, acting eagerly.

He has a thin and slender figure and a fair complexion. At this time, he is wearing a white shirt, black trousers, upright and clean. It is the suit he wore when he first came to Jiangcheng. When we first met, Song Qinglan felt that it was like a pine next to a snowy lake during the monsoon rains. At this time, she tasted an insignificant fragility in this cold feeling.

Do you often use drugs to stay awake during the rainy season?

Or is it only occasionally?

There are not many people on this floor of the medical center, and there are very few people coming and going in the corridors.

After taking the medicine during the monsoon rains, I stayed quietly for ten seconds with my eyes closed. Of course, the medicine cannot take effect so quickly, but it can give people a little psychological comfort.

When he opened his eyes again, some clarity was restored in his eyes. Seeing Song Qinglan still standing beside him with concern, he said, "Team Song, do you remember the person who arranged our mission and the person who seconded me to Jiangcheng? who is it?"

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Team Song! Advisor Season!"

The teammates walked around laughing and joking, all of them packed their things.

Zhou Mingxuan said: "What are you two doing here? Wait for us?"

Tang Qi embraced his younger brother's neck and smiled: "Did you not go with Minister Qi and the Song team, come here to wait for us?"

Song Qinglan naturally said: "I made a special trip to wait for you? My face is so big, I'm here to wait for consultant Ji."

Everyone: "Cut! Differential treatment!"

A group of tall young people, as soon as the serious and tense atmosphere disappeared from the task, they became soldiers. If they were left outside, passers-by saw them take a detour.

Everyone talked about it, but they were all joking, which shows that everyone is in a good mood.

"Counselor Ji is a foreigner and I don't have a car. I have to take care of it." Song Qinglan said of course. "Furthermore, tonight is not only Minister Qi's dinner, but also a farewell party for counselor Ji."

After dinner, I will return to Ningcheng during the rainy season. Tickets for the afternoon.

Everyone remembered about leaving the Seventh Sky Team in the rainy season.

Seven people entered the elevator noisily.

Standing in the corner during the rainy season, Li Chunjian leaned forward: "Counselor Ji, will you miss us when you go back?"

"Hey." Duan Wen said, "Counselor Ji is thin-skinned, you see that he is depressed now, it is obviously distress."

During the rainy season: "..."

Except for Li Chun, all the seven teams have a car. Li Chun has always been riding Duanwen's car. They all got out of the elevator on the first floor and wanted to pick up the car from the command center.

Song Qinglan went out a few times early, so the car parked in the underground parking lot.

After everyone left, they followed Song Qinglan during the monsoon rain, all the way to the negative floor.

The underground garage is not too cramped. When I walked to one place, the light above my head suddenly flashed, and one of the lights was broken.

Suddenly for a second or two during the rainy season.

In the underground passage of the Runjin Building, the hanging lights, the hands reaching them in pale white, and the endless gunshots all appeared in his mind at this time, uncontrollably.

But in just a second or two, the picture disappeared.

Song Qinglan interrupted him.

"Here." Song Qinglan opened the car door, "Get in the car."

This is a light silver-gray sports car, with smooth lines, and the paint reflects bright light, quietly hovering in the parking space.

Song Qinglan changed into casual clothes, her black eyes groaning with a smile, and she stopped by the car like a car.

In the rainy season, I got in the car and fastened my seat belt: "Are you rich or rich?"

Song Qinglan is not a low-key person in private. His family background and ability all form part of his domineering personality. He started the car, and drove the car up in the voice: "That must be a private pocket. You see, our treatment here is so good, are you tempted by consultant Ji? I can divide you half of the money I swallow."

After removing the skin of the Guardian captain, the young man was no different from ordinary people, except for the better conditions.

Song Qinglan wears a watch with a simple dial on her wrist. Someone happens to have such a watch at home during the rainy season. The price is not simple at all. The big hand that easily controlled the Xia bullet gun during the mission was clearly divided. At this time, he was holding the steering wheel loosely. Somehow, during the monsoon rains, he thought of the feeling of his hands being held by them.

The impression is that it is warm and powerful.

He responded to Song Qinglan's ridicule: "No more, I'm afraid of going to jail."

Song Qinglan had expected this answer long ago, and stopped joking, instead replied: "The captain's annual salary is good, and he has made some investment."

The car drove out of the medical center and out of the sky.

Passing the barrier on the road, Song Qinglan brushed her face and looked a little lazy when she saw her eyes squinting in the sun during the monsoon rains.

The sun in the morning is not too harsh, and during the monsoon rains, it is allowed to squint, and its eyes follow the speed of the car across the bustling streets of Jiangcheng.

He was quiet, probably because the medicine had taken effect, his expression was much better than he was outside the ward, and he was much more sober. The group of people in the way was not there. Song Qinglan wanted to ask about what she was going to talk about during the rainy season, but she was interrupted by the phone ring again.

It's during the rainy season.

I just got my mobile phone during the rainy season, and I haven't had time to report to my home. It is estimated that my home has been notified.

He glanced at who the caller was, and the tightness of his eyebrows and eyes became loose again: "Hello?"

who is it?

Song Qinglan looked ahead.

Ji Minyue took a heavy breath as soon as he heard his voice: "Finally, I came back. I thought you really lost it. I almost apologized to my dad with death and he killed me."

The tone during the monsoon rain is also relaxed: "Bloody."

Ji Minyue: "Student Xiao Ji, don't dislike the blood. Lao Ji can really do it for you. After so many years, he never mentioned that I shouldn't help you enter the sky for so many years. It's something, this month I'm almost scolded to death by him. If you don't come back, I will really stain Ningcheng with blood. If my mother sees me pitifully and help me, he will be even more angry."

During the rainy season, he said: "You should always let him order, don't always compete with him."

Give way? Competing for favor?

Song Qinglan: "..."

Song Qinglan is a person who doesn't like to listen to other people's privacy, and just wants to drive seriously.

The car drove fine, but at a big intersection on the side of the road, a red light lasting 120 seconds was encountered.

Song Qinglan propped her temple with one hand, her fingers on the steering wheel followed the red light number to count down the seconds, tapping one by one.

Ji Minyue has briefly talked about a lot of trivial matters at home, and he can hardly resist the desire to continue: "What time is the ticket?"

During the rainy season, say: "Two o'clock."

Ji Min finally settled: "Then it should be past four o'clock when you really get home. You will rest at home today and come back tomorrow? I'm afraid if you come back today, they will talk about you."

During the rainy season: "Good."

"Sure." Ji Minyue said, "That's it. I'm going to school tonight. There is a party. By the way, I will send you the cat back."

I missed a cat during the rainy season.

When he left, of course, he didn't really take the cat to the Ningcheng branch to be fed by his colleagues, but sent it to Ji Minyue in advance. After walking for a month, his masters didn't know if they missed him, he guessed they did.

There is nothing in the world that is more relaxing than playing a cat. Just to talk about it, the corners of the lips are curved a little during the monsoon rains.

He asked his brother: "Then what time do you come here at night?"

The green light.

Song Qinglan drove out again, turned left, and merged into the new traffic.

Ji Minyue said, "Before seven o'clock."

Asked during the rainy season: "Have you taken a bath?"

"Knowing that you came back today, yesterday your sister-in-law took it to wash." Ji Minyue still didn't know him, "Jie Weijing."

Satisfied during the rainy season: "Okay, then I am waiting for you."

hang up the phone.

During the rainy season, I felt a bit strangely silent in the car.

After the rest of his life, he talked to his family for too long, and he was a little sorry: "Excuse me, Team Song, talk on the phone in the car."

Song Qinglan's handsome profile is a bit stiff.

During the monsoon rains, it is beyond his imagination. Is it like this during the monsoon rains, or is it the same for the whole group?

"It's okay." He couldn't hold back, and asked, "Counselor Ji, you...that, how many?"

Cat owner?

Answered during the monsoon: "Three."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Tomorrow and tomorrow he will know his orientation during the monsoon season. When they were at the vending kiosk, they clearly stated that they would go to Gay during the monsoon season. A person's ability and private life are two different things. Song Qinglan knows that when he appreciates the monsoon rains, it does not mean that he can point out his life during the monsoon rains.

But, what is going on suddenly being a little irritable?

He doesn't want this kind of sentimental view during the monsoon rain, and he doesn't want to fall in love so early during the monsoon rain.

People should still be a little ambitious.

When he arrived at the destination, Song Qinglan parked the car and resumed the previous topic: "Counselor Ji."

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he happened to be watching him during the rainy season.

The moist almond eyes have slightly raised tails, as if they are very focused. The moment Song Qinglan turned her head, she looked elsewhere during the monsoon rain, naturally as if nothing had happened.

Song Qinglan's heart jumped.

That warm and strange feeling came again.

It couldn't be because he was leaving, and the separation was imminent, when consultant Ji suddenly changed his mind and became interested in the proposal of joining the Seventh Sky Team, so he was embarrassed to speak up.

Song Qinglan's palm was sticky, and she sweated a little.

Putting his personal life aside, he resumed his usual tone and started talking: "At the medical center, you asked me if I remember who the second person was, and what did it mean?"