In the afternoon, on the outskirts of the city.

The sky was gray and overcast, and the dark clouds were gathering or scattering, of different shades. The wind was cold, and I don't know when it started, and the wind carried fine snowflakes.

The suburban sheep intestine trail is tortuous, the weather is quite good a few days ago, the ground is firm, but the trouser legs sweep the weeds on the roadside, but they are soaked by dripping water, and after a long time, the feet are inevitably stained with mud.

After walking for half an hour and climbing over a hillside, the narrow view suddenly opened up, and the fresh air in the forest mixed with snow particles smashed all over the face.

"Here we are. ”

Wrapped in a lazy familiar voice, it floated idly through the branches leaning in front of it.

Ling Xize stood still, his gaze slanted over, and he saw a slender silhouette sitting there.

She sat on a portable maza, dressed in a gray down jacket, tightly wrapped, her hair loose and tied in a clump of red scarf, rather disheveled. The lower body is jeans and sneakers, and the slender leg comes out horizontally, well-proportioned and slender, drawing a graceful arc.

In front of him, there is a portable outdoor gas stove, with a fire on, a small pot, I don't know what is cooking, steaming. Si Sheng stretched out his two hands and put them by the fire to keep warm, his fingers were pale from the cold.

Next to her was a hiking bag with the height she was sitting on, bulging and at first glance, it looked like it was stuffed with items.

Ling Xize lowered his head, saw himself empty-handed, his mood was very entangled, and he walked over.

"Picnic?"

Pushing aside the branches that blocked the view, Ling Xize's voice was slightly low.

"By the way, it's hard to get out for a walk. The water in the pot was already boiling, Si Sheng took out two packets of instant noodles from his backpack and asked, "Do you eat them?"

“……”

Ling Xize's expression was indescribable.

Junk food.

The last time I ate this thing was five or six years ago. - Naturally, I also ate with Si Sheng.

The words of the spit came to the lips and went around the tip of the tongue, but it was: "Eat." ”

Once it's eating, and twice it's eating. Eat it again and it makes no difference.

Si Sheng tore open two packets of instant noodles, threw the dough cake in, and after it was soft, stirred it with chopsticks a few times, and added two eggs. Then she found two more bowls, divided one with Ling Xize, waited for a while, put in the seasoning packet in turn, and cooked a pot of instant noodles in an orderly manner.

"Your birthday present is ready. ”

Sandwiched half a bowl of instant noodles, Si Sheng held it with chopsticks, blew hot air, and then sent it to his mouth.

Ling Xize held the bowl and sandwiched the noodles, and after looking at it twice, he was not the slightest curious, and asked calmly: "Is this bowl of instant noodles?"

Si Sheng was choked by him, "How can I be so perfunctory?"

After taking a bite of the noodles, Ling Xize felt that there was something wrong with his sense of taste: the taste was surprisingly good.

After swallowing, he squinted and said, "After all, I didn't confiscate your birthday present, and I didn't feel your whimsy." ”

Later, he added: "It's not that you can't do this kind of thing. ”

“……”

The weather was too cold, and the instant noodles were cold in a blink of an eye, and Si Sheng was too lazy to bother with him.

Break it after eating.

Two packs of instant noodles, a few chopsticks, two of you, one bite and one bite, and I saw the bottom in a blink of an eye.

After eating, Si Sheng took out two white-flour steamed buns from the bulging mountaineering bag, divided one with Ling Xize, and poured a bowl of soup each, and then solved the steamed buns.

Throwing a plastic bag to Ling Xize, Si Sheng hinted that he was cleaning up, and then asked, "Are you full?"

Accepting his fate, Ling Xize deliberately asked, "I'm not full, what else can you change?"

He came after lunch, and he wasn't hungry in the first place, but he ate because of what Si Sheng made and gave.

"Two packets of compressed biscuits, one self-heating hot pot and one self-heating rice. And a few pieces of chocolate. ”

“……”

You're such a treasure.

Seeing that she read so much in one breath, Ling Xize couldn't help but laugh.

"Give a piece of chocolate. ”

Si Sheng was more generous, afraid that he was really not full, so he grabbed a handful of chocolates and gave him a compressed biscuit.

"Okay, clean up and show you a hand. ”

Si Sheng clapped his hands, and when he got up, he took Mazha away by the way.

Ling Xize consciously worked hard, wrapped the gas stove and pot in a separate plastic bag, separated them from the garbage and chopsticks, and then stuffed them all into Si Sheng's hiking bag.

After cleaning up, Ling Xize stood on the side, peeled off a piece of chocolate, and gave it to Si Sheng in half, so he looked at her for a long time.

Thinking wildly in my heart—

If Si Sheng dared to give him a set of boxing techniques in person, he would dare to record it and play it on a loop.

"Just leave things here, you come with me. ”

Leaving the words, Si Sheng tightened his down jacket and led the way along a small road.

The road was too narrow for Ling Xize to walk side by side with her, so he could only follow her.

Despite the depression seen in the harsh winter, the scenery in the forest is just right, and the trees, fallen leaves, and snow are intertwined to create a unique winter beauty.

Ling Xize had no intention of appreciating the scenery, her eyes fell on Si Sheng's back, the snowflakes that fell on her hair and shoulders, the strands of hair lifted by the wind, the swinging hem of her clothes, and even the leaves she unintentionally pulled in her hands.

It's about 10 minutes on foot.

Si Sheng stopped at the top of the slope.

Then Ling Xize went up, his vision opened up again, and the towering trees in front of him disappeared, replaced by a clearing, near barren meadows, large areas, and far away were harvested farmland, frost ponds, and the ridges were densely intertwined.

A little farther away, there is a village, the houses are scattered, the smoke curls up, wisps and wisps, and there is a thin mist shrouded in the high places, quiet and beautiful.

"Buzz—"

The sound of the engine, from far and near, attracted Ling Xize's attention.

Suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze moved upwards, and there were objects in the air from far and near, reflecting more and more clearly in his field of vision. After a few seconds, Ling Xize, who saw the object clearly, climbed up to the bottom of his eyebrows in surprise.

It was a drone.

To be precise, it is a drone with a different construction from the conventional one. The multi-rotor shape is almost the same as that of conventional civilian UAVs on the market, but it is made of balsa wood, unpainted, and the material is clearly identifiable.

Realizing something, when it was approaching, Ling Xize looked forward, and sure enough, he saw that Si Sheng had an extra simple remote control in his hand, and she controlled it with both hands.

Si Sheng just turned sideways, the tips of the phoenix eyes raised lightly, and the smile passed over the wind and snow with clear eyes, and rushed into his heart without hurrying.

She said, "Look carefully." ”

In the next moment, Ling Xize raised his eyes again.

The drone was suspended high in the air, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and there was a faint "click" sound.

It's like magic, the fuselage changes with the click sound, and the subtle changes of the mechanism are difficult to catch with the naked eye, only the wood chips on both sides can be seen bouncing open, stretching out two thin logs, and there is a touch of red under it, stretching and extending, and at the moment when it reaches the limit, the mechanism that binds the red is loosened, and what is sprinkled and stretched out, and it is actually two red strips of cloth when you look closely.

This change of form made Ling Xize stunned, but soon, the amazement that burst out in his heart was all withdrawn in an instant.

Two strips of cloth, each with four words written in beautiful calligraphy.

Left: Blessing as the East China Sea.

Right: Shoubi South Mountain.

“……”

Ling Xize was stunned for a long time, speechless.

Si Sheng's nature has an indescribable evil taste, and his style of doing things is evil and unpredictable. I don't like to follow the rules and the rules of comfort, and I like to make small accidents that are logical. Only the uncontrollable and unexpected add to the fun in her place.

Unexpected, expected.

"I was going to add some streamers below, but in the wilderness, it's not easy to clean up. After Si Sheng finished explaining, he raised his eyebrows at Ling Xize, "How about it, it's okay, right?"

The little emotions of pride and pride flew out through the eyebrows, but I pretended to be modest, I retreated from you, and deliberately gave you a chance to praise.

With a sigh, Ling Xize forcibly ignored the eight big characters and regained his previous amazement.

Ling Xize said kindly: "Shocking. ”

Si Sheng was happy.

He was also happy and asked, "It's all operated by the organs?"

If Si Sheng's concept has not changed so far, then, with Si Sheng's concept, the original mechanism should be used as much as possible, and when the form is changed, it will never be controlled by electricity, but after remote control of a certain trigger point, it will be done by itself using the internal ingenious design of the mechanism parts.

All this in half a month......

Estimating the difficulty of the project, Ling Xize could only speculate: In the past few years, Si Sheng's research on mechanism techniques has become more and more exquisite.

You can't help but recognize Si Sheng's excellence.

Over the years, he has met many elites in this industry, one in a million, some talented, some accumulatory, and the country spent a lot of money to cultivate, but he has never met the second Si Sheng.

Si Sheng threw the remote control to Ling Xize, "Almost, use a button to control the trigger point." ”

The remote control is with a screen, and the picture taken by the drone is very smooth to display, with complete operation keys, but there are also two separately made keys, with a special sign made in red, which should control the transformation of the form of the mechanism.

Fiddling twice, Ling Xize quickly got started, in the wind and snow, he controlled the drone to fly on the open ground, and the two pieces of red cloth took off wantonly with good wishes for the birthday star.

"How long does it last?" Ling Xize asked.

"Thirty minutes. ”

As soon as Si Sheng's words fell, Ling Xize noticed that the drone was out of power and automatically returned to land.

Ling Xize: "......"

Si Sheng: "......"

The two looked at each other.

After a while, Si Sheng lowered his eyebrows, "Before you came, I played for a while." ”

In order to make the drone fly coolly, she controlled it to land at a certain point first, which took a lot of time, and the power was consumed at that time.

The corners of Ling Xize's mouth twitched slightly, not disappointing the fun, watching the drone fly back and land, pick it up and play with it.

It should be that time is limited, Si Sheng did not engage in a big battle, and the size and weight of the drone belong to the civilian range.

However, after touching the wooden drone with his own hands and feeling its texture, Ling Xize felt a palpitation in his heart, and an indescribable feeling hit his heart.

Traditional mechanics combined with modern technology have changed the manufacturing materials to wooden ...... Although it is flashy, there is no shortage of functions that should be there, and there is also a change in the form of the mechanism......

The problem is, she made it in two weeks.

coldly, thinking of Si Sheng's early departure and late return in the past two weeks and his rare appearance in Feng Da......

Ling Xize felt an indescribable joy and satisfaction.

For two weeks, she spent all her time researching the drone, for his birthday present.

For him......

Well, for him.

"How many helpers have you found?" Ling Xize asked casually, fiddling with the drone.

"One. ”

"One?" Ling Xize was surprised.

"Ahh "Si Sheng is quite unfazed," the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and the template for the full set of systems was applied. ”

“……”

Even if the template is applied, in the case of a complete change in material and form, two people, one week, this effect ...... It's also a fantasy.

Knowing that Si Sheng didn't take this seriously, Ling Xize also suppressed it for the time being.

The front of the hillside was facing the wind, and it was a little cold on the body, Ling Xize accepted the gift, worried that Si Sheng's body was cold, and wanted to say back, but his eyes swept away Si Sheng, and he stopped in the stunned and dodging of her eyebrows.

The next moment, Si Sheng leaned over violently, grabbed Ling Xize's hand, and pulled into the bushes on the side without saying a word.

It was very cold to cover his hands, and his skin was tender and soft, Ling Xize didn't resist and let her pull it.

Until the two of them hid behind a tree, there were large clumps of weeds and shrubs in front of them, and it was difficult to completely cover them, but as soon as Si Sheng pulled Ling Xize to squat, he completely blended into the surrounding plants.

If you look for the blind, you may not be able to find them.

"Why is it like digging up someone's ancestral grave?"

Seeing two figures walking on a road in the downhill clearing, Ling Xize estimated that it was these two people who made Si Sheng feel like a great enemy, so he fixed his eyes and looked at it a few times.

An old man in his early seventies, wearing a hat and a robe, looked kind, but he was in good spirits, extraordinary in bearing, and no matter how down-to-earth, he could also feel a little different.

He was followed by a young man, about thirty or so, with an inch head, a Chinese face, a serious and meticulous countenance. In his hand are two fishing rods and buckets, in which water is splashing, and occasionally a fishtail is glimpsed.

"That old man, the thief is annoying, and he is familiar with himself. was seen by him, and no one wanted to leave for a long time. Si Sheng's voice was very low.

Afraid that Ling Xize wouldn't hear it, Si Sheng deliberately got closer, almost next to his ear.

The sound and the wind were all poured into his ears, and Ling Xize only felt that every fluff in his ears could be clearly perceived, gently stirring, and pulling his heart one by one.

Ling Xize didn't move, just asked in a low voice, "You also have acquaintances here?"

Si Sheng was still in a mood of avoidance, Nunu said, "He lives in the village." There is a river near here, suitable for fishing, I will come to fish if I have nothing to do, he also goes often, he has met many times, and over time he has known each other. ”

It was precisely because of this acquaintance that she sold her two properties and changed to the position of head of the hall.

The two got closer and closer, and the conversation became clear.

"Old hall master, the Si family sent an invitation, it will be Si Mingsheng and the old man's birthday in the next year, will you go?" The first thing to hear clearly was the voice of the young man.

The old man walked forward with his hands in his hands, and when he heard the sound, his face changed, and the meaning of kindness and closeness disappeared suddenly, and he was full of irritability and anger, "What are you going to do? Why is that old and cunning thing not dead? Didn't you honestly leave your home and wait for death, and still have the face to come out for a birthday party? Really the younger generation didn't know about the dirty things he did. ”

Ling Xize was amazed by the old man's change of face in a second: it was worthy of chatting with Si Sheng, and he was indeed a man of temperament.

However, the Si family, birthday, and treacherous and cunning?

Sensing that he had some connection with Si Sheng, Ling Xize glanced to the side, and saw that Si Sheng's eyes were bright, and the lazy boredom faded, and he listened carefully.

Xu was so focused that her grip on him not only did not let go, but unconsciously clenched it tighter.

Her cold temperature was passed down little by little, like an electric current reaching her heart, but at the end, the blood gushing out of her heart was hot and hot.

Ling Xize froze and did not move.

“…… Not many people really know. The young man took the words in a stern tone, unmoved.

There is no real evidence, and they are crushed to death by the Si family, except for their well-informed Bai Xiaotang, no one really knows.

The old man was indignant, "This old immortal, if it weren't for him, Xiao Shi would have stolen Lao Yi's drawings, and this father and daughter would have broken up?"

“……”

The young man, who didn't know the specific things back then, pursed his lips straight and didn't answer.

And here, Si Sheng, who heard the words "Lao Yi" and "drawings", subconsciously leaned closer to Ling Xize, shoulders next to each other, slightly tilted his head, hair brushed his cheeks and ears, Ling Xize's nose moved, and he could smell the fragrance of her light hair cream, which smelled good.

He lowered his head and pressed a little.

The old man changed his words and asked again, "How is that girl Si Sheng?"

"It's peaceful, no trouble. However, Yi Lao wanted her to go back to Si's house. ”

"Go back to Si's house?" the old man's two brows twisted into a knot, "What's the matter with him, his body is like that, and he still wants to push Si Sheng into the fire pit?!

The young man hurriedly said, "Si Shangshan's family." Si Shangshan has not broken with the Si family now, but it is almost equivalent to breaking away from the Si family. ”

"Hmph, I couldn't protect my wife back then, but now I can protect my daughter?" the more the old man thought about it, the more angry he became.

Si Shangshan repeatedly assured Yi Lao that he would not let history repeat itself. The young man said, "Besides, Miss Si is not a master who can suffer......

The sound faded away.

Farther away, you can see two distant figures, but you can't hear their conversation.

And, the two people squatting behind the bushes, not only Si Sheng, one of the parties being talked about, but even Ling Xize, who was listening, was as if he had listened to a play, quite in a trance.

This is informative...... Big enough.

Looking at Si Sheng, who was solemn on his eyebrows, Ling Xize also had a bottom in his heart: Si Sheng was afraid that it was the first time he had heard this. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.