Wild Journey

Chapter 44 New Year's Eve | "Then we can only eat this"

The flying boat incident came to an end, and deep winter came quietly.

The end of the new year is approaching, the winter is lazy, the association has entered the off-season, and the tasks issued are few and stingy. Mu Han is picky and picky, and they don't think it is worthwhile, so they temporarily live in the M-06 area.

In recent days, the temperature has dropped to the lowest level, the snow is tormenting the wind, the base car is leaking and there is no heating, a few people have the cheek to go to the Millennium Bar to warm up all day long, but Jing Wan repeatedly dislikes him, Mu Han has no choice but to contact A rental agency.

On December 31, inside the Millennium Bar.

Feng Yao was sitting at the bar, helping Mu Han fix earrings, Jing Wan came over with three cups of hot drinks, and distributed the hot milk to Feng Yao and Si Yuan, while he took the cup of jasmine tea and leaned against the Bar counter, looking at the TV.

The pictures on the TV have a sense of time, and the music is lazy and blurred. Si Yuan hummed twice and asked Jing Wan: "Is this a movie from the old society?"

Jing Wan was wearing a dark blue cheongsam made of organza fabric, with delicate pine and crane patterns embroidered under the pipa lapel. She was graceful and elegant. She was engrossed in watching the movie, blew on the hot air on the teacup, and hummed absently.

Si Yuan asked again: "What are you talking about?"

Feng Yao glanced twice, guessed, "Let's talk about love."

Si Yuan muttered: "I haven't seen the heroine for a long time..."

Feng Yao took it for granted, "That means there is no heroine."

Si Yuan: "But didn't the old society forbid same-sex marriage?"

This involves Feng Yao's knowledge blind spot. Seeing his blank face, Si Yuan asked about other things. Be silent.

The wind chime rang softly, and Mu Han pushed the door open and came in, feeling the chill all over his body, and couldn't bear it, he swears: "Damn it's so cold."

Feng Yao asked: "Is it still snowing?"

"Excuse me, I haven't stopped since I left the house." Mu Han walked to the air conditioner and greeted the warm air, "There is a house, little ancestors, I will take you two to see it later."

Si Yuan said: "Finally I can sleep on the bed!"

Mu Han: "Don't get too excited, do you know how expensive it is to rent a house at the end of the year? Let's share the rent equally and deduct it from our salary."

Si Yuan: "Keep it down, if it is shared equally, it will be shared equally, and the value of the money will be free from freezing."

However, the half-moment of tranquility was disrupted again, Jingwan had no choice but to pause the movie and raise the temperature in the room.

Gu Xiao parked the car and returned to the bar after a while. He was wearing a slim dark gray overcoat today. His figure was tall and slender. He walked from the snowy mist, and his eyelashes still had some snow on them. Color, turned into water droplets in the warm room, crumbling, he wiped his eyes, walked to the bar, picked up Feng Yao's milk, hesitated, and put it back.

"Drink it, it's hot, why are you being polite." Feng Yao pushed the cup over, "I haven't drank it yet, I've given it to you, drink it."

Feng Yao has been forced to drink milk by Yishen since he was a child. He has a deep-rooted physical aversion to milk. It is false to be courteous, and it is true not to like to drink it.

Gu Xiao glanced at Feng Yao lightly, pushed the milk back, took out a new cup and poured hot water: "I won't grab the milk with you, don't delay your growth."

Feng Yao: "I'm tall enough."

Gu Xiao: "Oh, is it 180?"

Feng Yao, who was 179, didn't change his face: "180."

Gu Xiao sized him up: "It's only 178."

Feng Yao insisted: "I've already reached 180."

Jing Wan pointed to the door and reminded: "There is a height meter."

Feng Yao: "..."

Gu Xiao: "What if I don't have 180?"

Feng Yao: "If it's not 180, the height meter is broken."

Gu Xiao: "..."

Before leaving, Mu Han invited Jing Wan: "I left a key for you, come over tomorrow?"

The next day is January [-]st, which is the only common legal holiday of different international organizations under the era of prayer, called "New Year" or "New Year".

Jingwan thought for a while and accepted the key: "You can sit down, but you don't have to cook."

Mu Han feigned regret, and asked, "What about housework?"

Jing Wan put on a smirk: "Get lost."

The snow particles are like goose feathers, one after another, out of the alley, the sight is suddenly clear, everything is covered with silver, the whole city is not stained with dust in the whiteness of the snow, quiet like a deep sleep.Snow piled up on the road, and vehicles passed by, rolling out mottled mud marks. Mu Han slowed down the speed of the car, and Si Yuan looked at the snowflakes passing by outside the car window, and said softly, "It's falling again."

Mu Han took it for granted: "It's like this when it's winter in District M."

Si Yuan asked curiously: "How did you spend the winter before?"

"I used to perform missions outside." Mu Han was smoking a cigarette, touching a lighter, "This is the first time to spend the winter with the Association this year."

Si Yuan raised his hand and snatched his cigarette: "Smoking is harmful to your health."

"It's against you, you dare to take care of the leader's smoking." Mu Han pinched the lighter dryly. He wanted to threaten Si Yuan to return the cigarette, but he didn't expect that Si Yuan would not give him nonsense at all. When there is an opportunity, press the car window and throw the cigarette away, which is called a clean and smooth.

Mu Han looked at the dying smoke that flew out of the window, and accused Si Yuan sadly and angrily: "It's too wasteful, you are really annoying." At the end, as if thinking of something, he changed the subject and asked frivolously, "Si Yuan, can I understand that you are worried about my health?"

"Ah?" Si Yuan was full of question marks, "It's immoral to smoke in a closed space, I don't want to smoke second-hand smoke."

Mu Han corrected him: "You didn't say that just now, you said, 'Smoking is harmful to your health'. Worry about me, aren't you?"

Si Yuan didn't understand what he meant, and patiently said: "No, what am I worried about you for, don't you really want to smoke to death? I mean, smoking is harmful to other people's health."

Mu Han: "?"

Si Yuan: "?"

Mu Han, who was choked instead of being molested, was just depressed, so Feng Yao kicked the back of the chair in the back row.Feng Yao handed him the repaired earrings: "Do you need electronic cigarettes? Five thousand and six earrings, repairs and replacements are guaranteed."

Mu Han took the earrings and put them on casually: "Five thousand and six e-cigarettes, why don't you grab them?"

"Is five thousand six expensive?" Feng Yao's value has always been different from that of ordinary people, "This is already the cheapest thing I have sold."

In terms of making money, Feng Yao has learned Yishen's true teachings. When he has no money, he makes some weird inventions and earns a living by selling patents. Yishen is like a biochemical virus company, and Feng Yao is like a high-tech arms manufacturer.

No matter in what age, mental work is always more valuable than physical work.There are bad things in troubled times, but there are also good things. To some extent, it breaks the Matthew effect under a stable economy and provides a broader platform, allowing smart people to have more qualifications to be among the rich, but the unfairness is still there. Existence, after all, IQ is innate and inherent, and IQ is far from enough, and talents must go through specific efforts and cultivation-this thing is actually more difficult to subvert than capital.

By using their brains, scientists can earn wealth that ordinary people can hardly achieve in their lifetime, not to mention people like Feng Yao who can even hack the authority of districts and cities.Mu Han, a member of the lower class, was a bit sour, but he had to accept his fate, so he asked, "Feng Yao, we are brothers, and we will never forget each other even if we are rich or honored. If you open a black shop, can I buy a share?"

Feng Yao: "..."

The car drove into a small garden and stopped.Feng Yao looked at the second-floor villa not far away, and asked doubtfully, "You didn't go wrong?"

Mu Han: "You didn't go wrong, get out of the car."

Feng Yao originally thought that Mu Han would rent a poor but cheap run-down house in a slum, but what he didn't expect was that Mu Han, uncharacteristically stingy, actually rented a small villa in the middle of the district.

Feng Yao: "Has this place been haunted or has people died?"

Mu Han: "?"

Feng Yao: "Otherwise, are you willing to spend the money?"

Mu Hanxin said, it's not because your husband is jealous, he knows that you will never be able to sleep in the same room with him, and he doesn't want you to sleep with others, but he didn't say that in detail, he just said: "There are too few four-bedroom houses. , that's all."

The villa occupies a small area, Feng Yao picked a room at random, took a shower and fell asleep.He originally thought of sleeping for a while, but he didn't expect that he slept until the afternoon of the next day.

The heating in the room is very good. Wearing short sleeves, shorts, and slippers, he left the room sleepily and looked into the living room.

Mu Han and Si Yuan were playing an online game, the two of them were eerily silent, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the atmosphere was so quiet that a needle could be heard, Feng Yao approached and asked, "What are you playing?"

Mu Han: "!!!"

Si Yuan: "Ahhh—!"

Feng Yao: "???"

Immediately afterwards, a scary sound came from the stereo, and a pale grimace suddenly popped up on the screen. Si Yuan let out another groan, shook the handle in horror, and hid behind Mu Han.

Mu Han's psychological endurance is much stronger than Si Yuan's. He paused the game, turned to help Si Yuan pat his back, and answered Feng Yao: "Are you playing horror games? Do you want to play?"

Feng Yao shook his head: "You two are really free."

Mu Han was noncommittal: "Isn't that just idleness?"

Si Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Yaoyao, why are you walking so silently!"

Feng Yao: "There is a sound, you are too nervous, you didn't hear it."

Mu Han taunted: "Little brother, people have to be self-aware and know that they are afraid, so don't drag me into horror games."

Si Yuan was so criticized that he couldn't refute, he turned his head sadly, saw the picture on the screen, almost collapsed, and asked Mu Han tearfully: "Why did you set the picture here!"

Mu Han stuffed the handle to him: "Come, come, press if you want."

Si Yuan collapsed on the sofa exhausted, and waved his hands: "I won't play anymore. Is there a game that is healthy and relaxing? It's okay to worry about performing tasks, and you will be jumpscare if you play a game."

Mu Han got up to change the dishes, while Feng Yao went to the kitchen.

He had been hungry all day, his stomach was empty, and when he entered the door, he was thinking about looking through the refrigerator when he smelled a burst of aroma.

The narrow window reflected the warm winter sun. Gu Xiao, who was busy in front of the stove, turned his back on his back, against the warm light, his silhouette was hazy and soft.Such a daily scene gave Feng Yao a vague sense of unreality. He stared at Gu Xiao's tall and straight shoulders and back, and was stunned for no reason.

He thought that life could be so comfortable and warm.

As if touching the softness in his heart, Feng Yao's tone became much gentler, and he asked, "Are you cooking?"

He was about to ask Gu Xiao what kind of meal he cooked when he saw the instant noodle package on the chopping board.

Feng Yao: "..."

Gu Xiao picked up noodles from a bowl and glanced at him: "Do you want to eat?"

Feng Yao thought to himself, he must be an idiot, to even expect Gu Xiao to be in the hall and in the kitchen.The tenderness just now was fleeting, and he looked disgusted: "Just eat this for New Year's Eve?"

Gu Xiao: "Can you cook?"

Feng Yao shook his head.

Gu Xiao: "Then we can only eat this."

Feng Yao: "..."

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Doesn't Feng Yao try Gu Xiao's face?