It's weird.

In the crowded army canteen, Han Yue turned his head with a chopstick in his mouth, and looked at the person who should never have appeared here in a daze.

Jiang Bonan sat alone in the most window position, and the dishes on the plate were sumptuous, which would make people wonder if she could eat it alone.

The answer, of course, is yes. Han Yue has seen it many times.

The things that made him puzzled were two other things. First, Jiang Bonan's popularity has always been quite good, and in recent years, after gaining a foothold in the police station, there have been a few obstructive little followers who have been hugging each other for a long time, and it is rare to be completely alone like this. Second, because of a "reason" witnessed by many people, this kind of place where she can often bump into herself, she has basically avoided showing up as much as possible since the past few years.

Is something wrong?

Knowing very well what a keen person his master was, Han Yue only dared to pretend to be accidental and inadvertently glance at the direction where she was.

Although Jiang Bonan's expression looked as normal as in his memory, Han Yue still began to scratch his heart and liver inexplicably.

Is there something wrong with the work? It can't be either. The work of the police is not a problem at all for a person like Jiang Bonan, who can casually bring down a piece of the so-called "elite" even if he is a little older. Is that life-wise? Not quite like that. In a sense, Master is the most elaborate and least elaborate person he has ever met. Not only can he put on a posture of being a master of the world and discuss the tea ceremony with him in the best position in the gym, but he can also squat at home for a month with only a small bag of compressed biscuits for the reason of "suddenly not wanting to go out", which is simply convincing.

What else could that be? Han Yue sighed at the slightly blurred side face. There was only one thing about this man, which he would never have guessed.

It's a pity that no matter how scratching his heart and liver is now, he doesn't even want to eat another bite of rice. If he wanted to get the exact news related to Jiang Bonan, he had to continue to beg Grandma around begging people to inquire, and pray that his behavior would not be discovered by the master, or at least not add too many new troubles to her.

But how is this possible? Han Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head. As long as I continue to dangle around the Master, I will definitely continue to play the role of a trouble-making machine.

“…… Han Yue, Han Yue? Ling Shucheng, who was sitting opposite, gently tapped on the table to signal him to come back to his senses, and his tone actually sounded a little unnatural, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh?" Han Yue finally let go of the mouth holding the chopsticks, and the metal stick performed a 360-degree roll under his nose, and then fell into the big bowl of soup with a "pop".

Ling Shucheng flexibly stepped back a little, perfectly dodging the splashed soup, and then showed a somewhat surprised expression.

Also unexpected was Han Yue. He looked at his right hand, which was so restrained by the bandage that he couldn't cut off the chopsticks in mid-air, that his expression was a little distracted.

"It's fine." Or did Ling Shucheng take the initiative to give him a step down, "Your hand...... Okay? ”

"Oh, just a minor injury." Han Yue withdrew his hand in a daze, and then he figured out why the other chopstick was on his left hand, "Scared you, right?" I'm sorry. ”

"It's not a small injury to your hand." Ling Shucheng noticed that he was distracted and looked in the other direction, and his brows frowned even tighter, "It just so happens that the recent work has come to an end for the time being, I can write the report alone, do you want to rest for a few days first, and then go to the hospital for a full body physical examination or something?" ”

“…… Yes? Han Yue turned his head, "I'm sorry I paid attention to something else...... What did you say? ”

"You" Ling Shucheng looked at him with a strange expression, "Do you want to rest at home for a few days?" ”

"Huh? Why? Han Yue reluctantly retracted, but his reaction was still a little slow, "Oh, it's just a little injury, it's not in the way." He noticed that Ling Shucheng had been glancing in the direction he had just seen, and laughed dryly like a thief, adding, "Why, you still don't think you have enough things on your hands?" Don't even want me, the only assistant? Forget it, no matter how good your body is, you don't deserve to stay up late every day, right? ”

"Han Yue." Ling Shucheng called out solemnly, with a somewhat speechless expression on his face, and only after a long time did he hesitate to continue, "You listen to me first, you ......"

At this time, Han Yue suddenly saw Jiang Bonan standing up from his position, as if he wanted to go outside alone.

So he waved his hand and interrupted Ling Shucheng's words: "Hey, I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry, you can eat alone first." ”

Decisively left his team leader and ran away, Han Yue went out a few steps before he remembered another strange place today.

Ling Shucheng usually doesn't come to the cafeteria to eat, let alone deliberately ask someone to accompany him to eat.

Shaking off his head, which was a little muddy because of lack of sleep, Han Yue suddenly felt some subtle sense of disobedience.

Forget it, don't think about it yet.

He followed the figure in front of him all the way until he chased out of the area occupied by the army and came to the commercial street on the first floor of the sea.

An overly dense head can sometimes make a person like him feel physically uncomfortable when he is used to being vigilant. After being pushed a few times in a row, Han Yue blinked in frustration in the sunlight that pierced through the glass, and had to admit the fact that he had lost it.

Master is Master. He laughed again. The rapid change in his expression might have made those around him suspect that there might be something wrong with his mental side.

Through a glass side, he stumbled upon a glimpse of a boy dyed with a pinch of yellow hair in the storefront next to him, sitting solemnly opposite a girl whose face was blocked by a flower bed, and judged that it was a girl because the woman was wearing a military school uniform.

"Sister, there are so many holidays in the first half of the year, why don't you go home once or twice" The boy has not yet experienced the voice change period, and his voice is very transparent.

"Haven't I told you many times to speak quietly in public?" The girl on the opposite side was obviously much more stable, and her tone sounded a little lazy, "Besides, do you call the days of some time ago a holiday?" Please, is it good to have a little conscience, how many people got it in exchange? ”

The prompt sound of the new message brought Han Yue back to his senses from subconsciously eavesdropping. He glanced down at the ID screen and found that the sender was Ling Shucheng again.

"I don't have to report in the afternoon. Remember to go to the hospital to change your dressing. ”

Exactly the same content as yesterday. I don't know if this guy is lazy to copy.

However, with Han Yue's understanding of Ling Shucheng, maybe it is really not.

He smiled silently and typed a "yes" in reply.

It is not uncommon for soldiers to suffer some skin injuries. I don't know why this person who has to eat a light meal every few days is so chattering this time.

When Han Yue walked into the ward with a little smile, the little nurse was obviously stunned.

"How?" He noticed the other party's expression and thought to himself, why is everyone a little strange today.

"No, it's fine." The little nurse glanced at his right hand, "Are you here to change the dressing?" It just so happened that Dr. Jiang also explained that if you come over, you must be calmed down with a needle to press you to the hospital bed first. ”

"Huh? Why. Han Yue sat down on the hospital bed very cooperatively, "If you need me to lie down and sleep for a while, then I just close my eyes consciously, and I should take a nap." I see that there are so many people queuing outside, what's the matter lately, how many colds have occurred? I'd better save you medicine. ”

"Look at what you said, you don't need tranquilizers for colds. Besides, they should all be ......" The little nurse who was taking the medicine paused for a moment, then shook her head with her back to him, "Forget it, don't mention this." Then you can rest for a while. ”

When his vision fell into a shaky darkness, Han Yue took one last glance at the needle that was pierced on the back of his hand, and thought a little helplessly, isn't this still a waste of medicine for me.

The sound of rain continued.

After several attempts failed one after another, Han Yue had to accept the reality that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

But why?

He tried to move his body. The body, like a stone, doesn't give the brain any response.

Not even pain. Is the sedative dose too much? This nurse is also too unreliable.

Except for the natural white noise that originates from the window, the world is quiet that can only be perceived through hearing for the time being. It may not be strange for this kind of tranquility to occur in an ordinary hospital, but Han Yue has already seen the movement of the queue at the door today. Why, the crowd dispersed so quickly?

And before he closed his eyes, it was still clear outside the window.

Fortunately, this kind of tranquility is not difficult for a wounded person, not to mention that he has many years of experience in dealing with Jiang Bonan. This "former" genius, on the whole, is a talk comparable to that of a cross talk actor, but occasionally he will remain silent for a long time unusually, revealing a bit of daunting and yearning mystery.

This sense of mystery usually ends with her suddenly jumping up from the sofa or some other piece of furniture that she can temporarily lean on and beat Han Yue. Jiang Bonan's reason for this is often "the sound of your breathing disturbs my thinking". If Han Yue asked her what she was thinking before at this time, the amount of training the next day would basically double.

For Han Yue, Master will probably always be a person who is both familiar and strange. He knew that this old woman still often stayed up late to play Go online with a group of children around ten years old, in order to enjoy the joy of wantonly trampling on the intelligence of others; I remember that she could only eat white porridge and a double-sided fried egg for breakfast, otherwise she would have a stomach trouble for a day; Occasionally, I would run to the square to accompany the old men to play tai chi, and I had to cooperate with the appearance that I had no foundation at all, and even pretended to have weak legs twice, and I didn't know what was interesting about this kind of activity.

If you look at it this way, he really doesn't know the person "Jiang Bonan". He only knows her as "Han Yue's master", so he knows everything but doesn't know why.

That's why they ended up in this old and dead world. Alas.

I don't know how many times, Han Yue began to regret his impulsive act of piercing the window paper again. If it weren't for the fact that he really can't stand up now, he'd probably hit a wall or something like that, but even more advanced self-harm would be insensitive. It was too much of a commotion and it reached Master's ears, which was too embarrassing.

However, it is more likely that Jiang Bonan will not care at all. Because she probably didn't think that all of Han Yue's stupid things were done for her.

It's not even heartless. Han Yue knew very well that she just didn't have this consciousness at all.

So when a sigh sounded close at hand, Han Yue's first reaction was that he didn't feel anyone entering the door at all because of his cranky thoughts, which was really embarrassing to the master for decades.

Soon, however, he began to rejoice that he couldn't move at all. Otherwise, your actions will definitely become even more laughable.

The air was filled with a familiar, very faint smell of tea, bitter with a little light aroma of herbs. Even if some of it is covered by the smell of rain, his brain has formed some kind of conditioned reflex that others can't understand, so there is absolutely no possibility of admitting mistakes.

…… Absolutely?

The heart of excitement quickly sank to the bottom in absolute silence. He knew that injured people might be more prone to delusions, but this delusion was so good that it would be worth it if it lasted a little longer.

The rain is still falling. Time flowed viscously on his invisible ECG. Han Yue felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, as if a part of it had floated to the sky.

If it could really float to the sky, it would be great. It's even a little more convenient to eavesdropping......

Drifting away thoughts were pulled back by a slight cough. Han Yue woke up from the brink of falling asleep again.

No, it's not an illusion.

He did have people around him all the time. It's just that this person knows his vigilant pattern too well, so he easily hides himself.

After all, she was the one who taught him how to be vigilant at all times.

"Apprentice?" Her voice sounded familiar, but a little rough and unfamiliar through sandpaper, "Are you awake?" ”

After a dangerous arrest, the heart buried in the chest beats suddenly again. The desire to struggle became so strong that for the first time, Han Yue felt that lying in bed and resting could also be an extremely painful thing.

How long has it been since she has spoken to herself?

His sick and weak body couldn't convey the thousands of cries in his heart for him. Han Yue could only continue to maintain a motionless posture, as if he could really maintain his heart in front of Jiang Bonan.

Drowsy, sleepy. The drowsiness that crept up his brain on all fours was like bubbles of different sizes gradually filling his brain. Han Yue knew that he was going to lose consciousness completely soon. I can't talk to this person I haven't really met in a long time, I can't even look at her, and I can't even shed tears at her like an idiot.

Jiang Bonan is still a soft-hearted person in the end, but fate is not.

Finally, he heard the familiar voice whisper in his ear, with the same mystery as ever.

"Apprentice," she said, "I have a secret to tell you......