Mist

Blue sky, sea, beach.

All the sceneries within the line of sight disappeared like threads.

During the monsoon rain, everything in front of him was reorganizing, illuminating the walls, rockery, brook and bamboo forest... He came to a Chinese-style courtyard, full of simple and heavy cultural atmosphere.

Standing on an exquisite stone bridge during the rainy season, except for the sound of gurgling water, the courtyard is very quiet.

During the rainy season, he guessed that, judging from the beach he was on, this cunning sky system should be based on everyone's subconscious to create an exclusive transfer station. The last time they stayed in the command center was too simple and rude, because the sky at that time only intended to unify everyone’s senses, and didn’t want them to discover that it was just an illusion, and didn’t want them to discover that they had never left the capsule at all. .

This time it was different. They saw the secret of the transfer station in Sky Qiong and directly chose a place where they could feel the most comfortable in their subconsciousness to let them rest.

It can be said that this tailor-made fantasy is the most relaxing place in the hearts of everyone in the seventh team.

No one looked around in the courtyard.

During the monsoon rain, he crossed the bridge and chose a random direction along the path paved with bluestone slabs. Soon, he came to a soft and green lawn.

The facilities on the lawn are incompatible with the surroundings. There are sand pools filled with fine sand, castle-like slides, colorful air beds, and a swing. At first glance, it looks like a small children's park.

This...is the space-time transfer station tailored by Sky Qiong for Song Qinglan?

I walked here during the monsoon rain, and I didn't see a half figure.

Not sure whether to continue walking, I pulled the swing during the rainy season and sat down on the swing.

The weather is fine and the temperature is good.

The refreshing moisture of the grass broke into the nasal cavity, calming the slightly impetuous mood during the monsoon rain. It seems that even if Tianqiang does not plan to let them go back, it will try to let them rest here.

People are sitting on the swings, and during the monsoon rains, the rascals start to think wildly.

He thought, since this is a place that makes Song Qinglan feel comfortable, then it must exist in reality. Just like his beach, it comes from his high school days, so he also wears clothes of that age. And these children's amusement facilities...couldn't Song Qinglan become a child again?

The childishness in the impression was full, and the baby's fat face appeared in the mind of the monsoon.

Smaller than the appearance of being forced to become smaller in Kaos, his chubby arms are like lotus roots, and a small nest can be made with a single poke. Obviously, he looks well-behaved, but his behavior is rampant, saying that he wants to play with whoever he wants to play with. He runs over and hugs the person at every turn, screaming and shouting names.

Someone in juvenile body always wins by weight. In kindergarten, he is simply a demon king.

"call out-"

The sound of breaking through the air came.

A red short arrow appeared on the wooden support of the swing. The arrow made by the suction cup could not be stabilized. It stayed on the support for a short time and then fell to the ground.

"What are you thinking about?"

The mature male voice rang not far away.

During the rainy season, my heart jumped slightly, and then I looked up.

I saw Song Qinglan wearing a simple T-shirt and sneakers, holding a pitiful children's crossbow, and striding towards him.

The red short arrow was shot by Song Qinglan. This kind of childish behavior should be made funny by an adult. However, because of her long legs and a strong temperament, Song Qinglan's sense of aggression can hardly be ignored, let alone make people feel funny.

"Team Song," Ji Yushi asked, "this is your home?"

"It's my grandpa in Ningcheng."

Song Qinglan said that she walked to the swing, then squatted down and picked up the red short arrow. When she looked down at the monsoon sitting on the swing, she said, "Counselor Ji, I was going to look for you when I received a reminder from the sky. Said you came to find me."

Song Qinglan had a deep face, her eyes became deep when she lowered her head to look at people, her nose was high, and the curvature of her lips brought a hint of free and easy evil.

In the so-called space-time transfer, everyone's illusion is different. After receiving the explanation from the sky system, everyone can quickly think of looking for teammates, but when Song Qinglan said this, it seemed that the two of them were in a particularly tacit understanding.

Don't look away during the rainy season, your tone is the same as usual: "This is the place where you stayed when you were a kid?"

Song Qinglan had already told him that he had stayed in Ningcheng when he was a child during the rainy season, so she continued the topic: "Yes. These toys and facilities were made by my grandfather when I was a child. After my parents separated, my custody was returned to my father. But for several years after I left Ningcheng, these facilities were still kept until I went to middle school and it was impossible to play them before they were torn down."

Was Song Qinglan also a single parent family?

I don't know this during the rainy season.

"I didn't expect to feel my childhood in this illusion again."

Song Qinglan sounded a trace of nostalgia, but soon disappeared.

He talked about business: "I thought we would return to the original real world after the call was made-but after careful thinking, it was reasonable. The so-called'B' point happened to be our third second in the transition of time and space. It’s the moment we were kidnapped."

The third second of the time-space transition.

After [Ouroboros], [Kaos], and the derived [Who Am I] three missions, they would return to this third second every time, as if they were always trapped in space-time hijacking.

Nodding in the rainy season.

Song Qinglan said: "I was just surprised that it classified the bubble world as a task."

At least now they understand one thing, that is, until this so-called "sky vault in the sense of all times" is satisfied, and until they have completed all its assigned tasks, this time-space hijacking will not end.

Anger, disappointment, and exhaustion cannot change this fact.

The only thing they can do is to accept and complete.

At this point during the monsoon rains, he is calmer than Song Qinglan: "But overall, it is better than we are trapped in a bubble world."

The tension of the second before the call was connected by Minister Wang was still in the heart of the monsoon rain. No one knew that his palm was covered with cold sweat when he pressed the call button with his hand in his pocket.

If the call is not connected, the seven of them will definitely be taken away, leaving aside what kind of situation they will face next, in short, the bubble will never give them a second try.

Everyone feels that the monsoons are sensible, knowledgeable, and logical. Only he himself knows that he is actually betting.

If they lose the bet, including Song Qinglan, they will be completely lost in the bubble world.

And almost let this person who might be annihilated is—

"Team Song!"

"Counselor Season!"

"I can't rely on this place!"

Only the two people's comfortable scene was broken. The other five people of the seventh team appeared in Song Qinglan's exclusive transfer station, all wearing normal clothes. Li Chun even only wore slippers and shorts without a top, revealing a strong chest muscle.

They were all men, and nobody cared about the image. Duan Wen hooked his shoulders to him, one by one, rougher than the other.

"I knew that either you were with Consultant Ji, or Consultant Ji was with you." Li Chun said, "Anyway, you two are right together!"

During the rainy season: "..."

"Put your clothes on." Song Qinglan glanced at Li Chun, "What are you doing in the illusion?"

Li Chun wrongly said: "Boss, I just sleep at home. The bed is the most comfortable place in the world for me. Since it needs to be tailor-made, doesn't it allow me to feel comfortable?"

Having said that, when Li Chun's eyes touched the monsoon rain, he suddenly felt very wrong.

Consultant Ji has a different sexual orientation. He is a straight man who shouldn't dangle like this in front of others. Besides, Consultant Ji is very gentle, maybe he is neatly dressed when he sleeps, making him look like an uncivilized barbarian.

More importantly, he felt that his current image seemed even more uncomfortable for his captain.

Thinking of this, even Song Qinglan's black eyes looked unfathomable. Li Chun's hair was terrified, and when his thoughts moved, he had a flowery shirt on him.

He lowered his head and glanced, another thought flashed past his hand, and there was a can of beer in his hand, and said excitedly: "Fuck, it's really convenient!"

Everyone was amazed and followed suit.

Tang Qi wore sunglasses and circled the lawn: "Where is this and why is there a children's playground?"

Zhou Mingxuan stood at the end and said: "The grandpa of the Song team, I once went with the Song team once when I was discharged from the army. The old man is a gentleman, and the garden is also famously beautiful. Most people still don't allow it to visit. I'm not wrong. If so, these should have been played by Team Song when they were young."

Li Chun: "It's so childish, I want to play it even when I see it!"

After being out of the bubble world but still not returning to reality, Zhou Mingxuan is probably not in a good mood. He said, "It just so happens that children as old as you can roam freely here."

Li Chun exploded his hair and kicked it over: "Damn! Old Zhou, you are boring. We finally got away temporarily, and we don't know when we can go back. Can we be more friendly!"

Zhou Mingxuan: "I almost couldn't come back. It's still friendly."

Tang Le sat cross-legged on the lawn and slapped his thighs: "Speaking of this, how did Lin Xinlan recognize Team Song? It's so perverted, you can recognize it even if you wear a simulated face!"

Song Qinglan couldn't figure this out either.

At that time, they all wore simulated faces, and when they were still, they looked the same as the phantom in the audio-visual room. Even if he grew a little taller, the other party shouldn't be so accurate.

Song Qinglan recalled the scene with lingering fears: "Fortunately, he didn't have time to press my simulated face, otherwise, I would have to take him as a hostage."

"Lin Xinlan?" He knew this name during the rainy season, and it was already in his expectation.

If the phone is not available in time during the monsoon rains, in the circumstances like that at the time, choosing a person as a hostage for self-protection is the best way. He turned his head and asked Song Qinglan: "You don't want to do that?"

Before Song Qinglan spoke, his teammates answered him.

"Disgusting!"

"Who wants to touch him!"

"Maybe you get mad dog disease!"

"Last time in a division fighting match, Team Song played with him once, and almost didn't wash his hands off the skin."

"Oh" in the rainy season.

He knew it was Song Qinglan's PTSD to homosexuality.

Everyone talked about a little mess again. During the monsoon rains, they were called several times before regaining their senses. When they saw everyone walking into the house, they planned to use the courtyard of Song Qinglan's grandfather's house as a habitat for a good rest.

Tang Le asked, "What are you thinking about, Consultant Ji? I have called you for a long time."

Tang Qi and Song Qinglan were still waiting for him a few steps away.

Standing up from the swing during the rainy season, knowing Song Qinglan was looking at him, he said lightly: "Suddenly miss my boyfriend."

The author has something to say:

Changed the setting, the star in the name of the supporting role has been changed to "new".