Chapter 276 Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest
Another year later.
The first century of the Azure Age, the third year.
Some noisy sounds resounded in the woods on this hill, and the dried leaves were crushed by pairs of feet, making a "click-click" sound.
"So she's now employed by universities and national academies? And as a professor?"
"Well, I am mainly responsible for research and teaching in biochemistry and molecular biology."
"Now I have an iron rice bowl."
"I thought she would be arrested and studied."
"How is that possible? This kid Zhuo Lei is now the second-in-command of the Chinese military and the director of the Council's Operations Department. Who dares to touch his people?"
"Damn it, Brother Zhuo, do you still need security guards?"
“A babysitter is fine too!”
"The Operations Department currently only lacks cleaners."
"..."
"..."
The songbugs hid deep in the grass and continued to chirp feebly, becoming increasingly weak in the increasingly cold weather.
The weather was not very good today. The clouds were thick on everyone's heads, blocking out the sunlight at all.
It didn't seem like a good day for an autumn outing, but it didn't affect everyone's mood at all.
After all, it’s rare for old and new friends to get together, and no matter how bad the weather is, it can’t stop us from talking about endless topics.
Occasionally, the autumn wind will blow off the leaves that have not yet fallen off, and the bare branches look even more pitiful. A few sparrows with thick feathers jumped back and forth among the branches, looking curiously at the people walking through the dense forest.
Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
"Oh, by the way, did you buy any gifts?" Thirty-three seemed to have remembered something.
Two years have passed, and her hair seems to have grown longer. The silver hair that was originally ear-length has turned into short hair hanging down her shoulders. She looks less sharp and more gentle.
"No." The hyena shook his head naturally.
"I didn't think of this at all." Feng Cai didn't think there was anything wrong at all.
"I brought some black tea that he likes to drink." Wu Jian took out a box from his pocket.
"Brother." The hyena patted him on the shoulder, "You are a bit out of place."
"It's okay." Thirty-three said loudly, "I'll tell you that we sent it together when the time comes."
Wu Jian: "..."
"By the way." Zhuo Lei, who was walking at the front, turned around and asked, "Isn't Li Shang here this time?"
He looks stronger than two years ago, and his hair is slightly shaved shorter.
"No, he said there are too many things going on at the committee and he can't leave at the moment. He asked me to say hello to him," Feng Cai said.
"How can he, a small elder, be as busy as our Minister Zhuo?" The hyena squinted, "I think he is just lazy."
Zhuo Lei: "..."
"Rhine didn't come either?" Wu Jian asked.
"Well, during this period Eva has been pestering him asking questions. He originally asked me to buy something for Jiutian, but I forgot about it and only bought this bouquet of flowers." Thirty-three put one hand in his pocket.
He yawned and waved the lily bouquet in his hand, "How far is it?"
"Come on, we'll be there through the woods." Zhuo Lei said.
"Lao Ran, how are you doing lately?" Thirty-three turned to look at the girl at the back of the line.
"Um?"
The bare feet were resting rhythmically on the dead leaves. Even though they were surrounded by mud, there were no stains on the white feet.
She still has clothes that are as blazing as fire, and she still has a beautiful face that is as cold as snow. Time seems to have left no trace on her body.
As if he didn't expect someone to mention him suddenly, a trace of confusion flashed in Ran Kong's eyes.
"Hmm... pretty good." Ran Kong replied.
"You, don't be alone in no one's place all the time. Come out with us occasionally." Thirty-three smiled at her and said, "Although cultivation is also very important, the balance between work and rest is the key."
It’s the hard truth.”
Ran Kong blinked, neither agreeing nor refuting, his eyes as clear as a deer.
"Aiya, sister, please don't make things difficult for others. Everyone has their own preferences." Feng Cai helped Ran Kong speak.
"Yo? Just because you are about to get married, you girl have become more and more courageous recently. You dare to educate me in turn?" Thirty-three said with a smile.
"Huh? Are you getting married?" Wu Jian was a little surprised, and even Zhuo Lei turned back to look at her curiously.
"Sister! We haven't decided yet!" Fengcai's face suddenly turned red.
"Ahem, let me tell you first, if I am not on the best man list, I will be in trouble." The hyena said seriously.
"Brother Dog! You too..."
The mountains and fields suddenly became lively, even the sparrows were chirping, and the squirrels shrank their heads on the trees.
Laughter mixed with shy sounds echoed in the woods and echoed far away in the deserted mountains.
The small ears moved, and the doll-like child put down his thick book.
The blue pupils seemed to be reflected in the sky, and the long golden hair was braided and hung down from the girl's shoulders.
The clean little skirt was spotless, and Feiya was like a little sun on a cloudy day.
She closed the book, raised her head and looked at the path not far away, sitting on the steps and waiting quietly for everyone to appear.
After walking out of the forest, Fengcai, who was originally full of energy, saw the well-behaved girl, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Xiao Feiya! Long time no see!"
Fengcai almost ran away, leaving everyone behind, and ran towards Feiya in a hurry, then hugged her and started kissing her on her chubby little face.
"I miss you so much, please rub your face. Oh, why have you grown taller again? In a few years, you will be as tall as your hyena uncle."
"Long time no see, sister Fengcai." Feiya said helplessly in Fengcai's arms. She couldn't resist and could only let the other person's lips attack her cheeks.
"How do you talk?" The hyena walked over and looked at Fengcai with a very unkind look, "Height is something you are born with. If you refuse height discrimination, it starts with you and me."
After finally walking through the dense forest path, everyone felt happy and began to say hello to Feiya one by one.
After Feiya responded to everyone politely, she asked a little strangely: "Why do the brothers and sisters come over? Wouldn't it be more convenient to fly?"
Fengcai: "..."
hyena:"……"
Zhuo Lei: "..."
"It's not that boy's fault." Thirty-three angrily pointed at Wu Jian.
"Occasionally walking in the mountains and forests to feel the natural way is very good for cultivating the mind." Wu Jian explained.
Everyone looked at him sideways.
"Okay, is that guy Jiutian still there?" Thirty-three asked.
"Yes, everyone can just go in." Feiya nodded.
So everyone turned their attention to the small garden behind Feiya.
It was a very exquisite courtyard. Even though it was already late autumn, there were still many flowers blooming inside. There were even flowers that did not belong to this season. It seemed that the most advanced environmental temperature controller had been installed.
Among the gorgeous flowers, there is a simple little tomb.
Although things like graves usually give people a serious and sad feeling, this grave makes people feel inexplicably cute at first glance.
Its appearance is very small, just like the owner's relics buried in it. It is covered with green vines, and the petals of morning glories quietly open.
Various dolls were placed around the tomb, guarding it like a princess's little cradle.
It also has an epitaph engraved on its surface:
"She is the cutest daughter and she once saved someone."
This tomb is perfectly integrated into the lively atmosphere of the garden. Occasionally, butterflies will stay on it to rest gently, waving their wings to decorate the gray surface.
Everyone walked to the bluestone garden pavement and saw the man standing silently in front of the tomb.
Thin, quiet, and hard, this is Jiutian now.
He stood in front of the tomb as if he was the tombstone.
Jiutian seemed to have not cut his hair in two years. His black hair spread down his face to his neck. He did not maintain his mask and robe, nor did he exude the aura of a strong man. He was like a
Ordinary people stood there calmly.
Naturally, he also noticed the people approaching.
"Long time no see." The first one to speak was Zhuo Lei.
Jiutian nodded.
"You came quite early." His voice was as calm as water, as if he were greeting someone he met on the street.
"Hey, when are you going to cut that hair?" Thirty-three complained, "It looks like a tramp."
"Really?" Jiutian tilted his head, "I thought this was a popular style."
"How long have you been living in seclusion?" Feng Cai spread her hands and said, "It's been three years."
"I remember Li Shang also had this hairstyle?" Jiutian said.
"He has cut his hair short for half a year."
"Oh." Jiutian thought for a while, "I haven't seen him in a year."
"Are you and Dr. Wen still spending the day alone?" Zhuo Lei looked at him and asked.
"Well, he lives nearby anyway." Jiutian nodded.
"You two have a tacit understanding." The hyena sighed.
"Oh, by the way." Wu Jian took out the can of tea, "This is the gift we all prepared for you."
Everyone: "..."
"Thank you." Jiutian ignored everyone's weird looks and reached out to take the can of tea, "You guys came here in such a big group, you must not just come to express condolences, right? Is there anything going on this time?
"
Thirty-three looked at Zhuo Lei first, and then asked:
"When do you plan to come back?"
"Come back?" Jiutian tilted his head curiously, "When did I leave?"
Thirty-three said: "It's been almost two years. During this time, you have been alone. Even if I ask you to come out occasionally, you won't come. If I want to find you, I can only come here."
"There is no resurrection after death. In two years, it's time for you to move on."
After hearing this, Jiutian did not answer directly. He just turned his head and looked at the tomb in silence.
Seeing that he was still like this, Thirty-three sighed, squatted down and put the lily bouquet in his hand next to the grave, and wiped the tombstone with his hand, even though it was already very clean.
"Forget it, it's up to you. We'll talk about it later when you want to."
There will be no results in persuading a guy who is trying to get into trouble. Thirty-three also knows this very well, so he won’t say more at the moment.
"Okay, now that the usual pleasantries are over, let's talk about business." Seeing that neither of them wanted to continue the topic, Zhuo Lei slowly spoke.