Qin Shuiyan's barracks is not much different from those pirate men except for the normal taste, as a flower in the army, Qin Tou's only daughter, her only privilege is this single barracks.

But strictly speaking, this is not a privilege, after all, even if she is only one person, she still has to represent all the female soldiers of the 4th Interstellar Marine Battalion.

If it is special, it is the simple self-made easel in the house, on which there is an unfinished oil painting. The picture is somewhere between abstract and figurative, and at night, the curling spiraling nebulae seem to be about to flow, with a certain mysterious and vertigo feeling.

An unframed striped mirror is randomly erected in the corner, and several self-portraits are scattered around it.

Killing Tang Yun couldn't guess that Qin Shuiyan, a female man in the army, had a hobby of painting! Of course, it has nothing to do with him.

Under Qin Shuiyan's triumphant surveillance, Tang Yun silently arranged the tables and chairs in the room, then swept the floor, mopped the floor, and even sorted out the pile of scattered sketches for Qin Shuiyan, doing the work that a nanny should do.

It is now the 189th year of the new calendar, and there are still places that need to be cleaned manually, and the rag in his hand is very cold, making Tang Yun's hands red from the cold.

Tang Yun, who was honest and hard-working, gradually stopped, as if something had gotten into his head, or something had come out of his head......

He could dimly see a not-so-small space, with strips of solid wood floors on the floor, a row of practice clothes neatly stacked in the corner, and a fully automatic cleaning robot parked.

Everyone is gone, and the cleaning robot is also cut off from power, quietly poking there. Only a little boy under ten years old was hungry and knelt on the floor and wiped it carefully. Until the old wooden floor has been rubbed with a warm luster, he still does not dare to stop the cleaning work in his hands.

The water in the bucket was cold, the rag in his hand was even colder, and his waist was sore. In the distance, a woman with a blurred face looked at this side from afar but did not dare to approach, as if she was secretly sobbing.

So two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of the little boy's eyes......

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Tang Yun's eyes were dilated, his expression was painful, and his motionless appearance like a wood carving made Qin Shuiyan feel a little terrifying, and even remembered Uncle Lei's absurd theory about ghost ships.

She almost subconsciously threw out her palm, and there was a soft "snap",

Tang Yun shuddered, his dilated pupils slowly converged, and two lines of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Qin Shuiyan didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown, and for a while she had a huge curiosity about the boy in front of her. He has good skills, strange moves, and some unknown metal armor hidden on his body, and now he is in such a strange state.

Interesting! Qin Shuiyan muttered in his heart.

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Similar scenes and feelings touched Tang Yun's memories that were slowly recovering, and those loose memory fragments popped out uncontrollably in front of his eyes, so the scene just now appeared.

Tang Yun shook his head, and finally completely recovered from some kind of negative emotion. Pushing away Qin Shuiyan in front of him, Tang Yun wiped his face, turned around and walked towards the outside of the barracks.

"Good boy, a big man actually cried after being slapped by me?"

Although the atmosphere just now was a little scary, it was also filled with an indescribable sadness. Looking at Tang Yun with a face full of pain, Qin Shuiyan somehow had some illusions similar to compassion in his heart. After all, even if it is a lion, Qin Shuiyan is only a mother.

As everyone knows, the most important thing between men and women is the words "curiosity" and "sympathy", and a certain inexplicable atmosphere began to ferment between this pair of enemies.

When Qin Shuiyan came back to his senses and found that the guy that his father had let him be staring at actually rush out of the barracks, he didn't hesitate to pull out his gun and chase him out.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Qin Shuiyan patted his immature chest, staring at Tang Yun who continued to work, and rejoiced again and again.

Tang Yun, who came back to his senses, actually just went straight to Qin Haocang's barracks, he was really honest and responsible, even if he was in an extremely bad mood, he still continued to keep the agreement between the two - to clean up the barracks for Qin Shuiyan's father.

Qin Haocang's barracks was even more ordinary, with almost nothing in the room except for a bed and a few clothes hanging on the wall. He was a standard federal soldier who was extremely disciplined on weekdays. Stick to your humble office every day, and never go back to the barracks if you don't hear the lights out.

The only personal item in the house was the old photograph that hung on the bedside. The old zinc alloy frame was polished and shiny, but the photographs embedded in them had long since been slightly yellowed.

I have to sigh that in the year 189 of the new calendar, even though the digital technology of the Federation has developed to a considerable height, the ancient photocopying technology is still so unbearable.

Familiar! It's so familiar!

There are five people in the photo, the two on the left are Qin Haocang gently hugging a slightly shy female soldier, and the right is the other two federal soldiers, none of which are important to Tang Yun. The key is the one in the middle, the federal officer with the lieutenant colonel's epaulette on his shoulder.

Whether it was by intuition or something else, Tang Yun was very sure that he had never met this person, but that sense of familiarity filled his heart.

I wanted to go back and ask a few words, but when I saw the delicate little gun in Qin Shuiyan's hand, I finally shook my head.

The erased memories seem to be slowly recovering, these illusions of truth and falsehood have made Tang Yun's heart messy, don't do it if he doesn't understand, don't think about it if he can't think clearly, there is no other way.

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Tang Yun, who was messed up with the whole jet lag, arrived at a small planet where there was never daylight, and he almost lost his sense of time.

When the cooking horn sounded in the base, Tang Yun was already hungry. Looking at the time displayed on the left mercenary's watch, he shook his head silently, he didn't even know which planet the time was displayed on his watch, and he didn't know if it was dinner or lunch.

A hundred and ten people sat down along several long tables, each with a box of instant noodles and two compressed protein cubes in front of them, so everyone had an extremely happy expression on their faces.

Except for Tang Yun!

Tang Yun was next to Geng Lin on his left, and Qin Shuiyan was on his right, and the feeling of being sandwiched between the two strongest thugs in the base was not very good. What's more, there are only two compressed protein blocks in front of him, and there are no instant noodles that everyone standardizes.

The protein cube will condense and harden when it is cold, Tang Yun took a bite angrily, and the egg white block crumbled into several pieces of slag in his mouth with a unique greasy and slippery taste, like chewing wax.

Timid! It's too much of a bag! Even the clay figurines are angry, listening to the sound of eating noodles in his ears, Tang Yun only felt that his chest was blocked!

"Why is it only me who doesn't have instant noodles? Is this the food that a ship buys? "Leizi's leg is not lightly injured, and he is still lame at this moment, so no one at the table wants to take care of him.

Geng Lin looked around, then at Tang Yun and Qin Shuiyan with a cold face, and said with a smile on his face.

"If you want to eat the same, you have to get our approval, and there is no mixed rice in the 4th battalion. Don't look at the thunder that can't beat you, if you let him copy a gun, you won't have to breathe if you play ten or eight. ”

Tang Yun chewed two bites of the compressed protein block again and didn't speak again. I only said in my heart: "The master flashed when he was empty!" Who has the kung fu to hang out with you crazy pirates? ”

Looking up slightly, looking at the smile on Geng Lin's face, he suddenly felt that the smile of the lean guy in front of him seemed to really contain a little kindness. And didn't he mean that only powerful people could stay here, and then he described that he was very strong in fighting, and even Lei Zi was defeated in his own hands?

The sensitive Tang Yun could indeed read these meanings, but these were really useless to him. Purely in order to avoid Qin Shuiyan, he had to flash as soon as possible, not to mention that he didn't want to waste his life in such a ghost place that didn't discriminate day and night.

Reluctantly squeezing out a smile at Geng Lin, Tang Yun frowned and bit down hard again on the compressed protein block in his hand.