The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

The idea in Yun Qing's mind flashed by like a shooting star, and he threw it out of his mind before he had time to think about it carefully. Even if he really asked the ice cream cone, the ice cream cone would probably choose to turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear, or even pretend to be dead in response to his question.

Yun Qing held his delicate, soft little wife tightly in his arms, and time seemed to stand still. After a full quarter of an hour of silent embrace, his restless heart finally calmed down. Whether what he had seen was a dreamlike scene, a fragment of memory buried deep within his heart, or something else indescribable, he had resolved not to delve into it or dwell on it. Because at this moment, Qiqi was safe and sound beside him, and that was far more important than anything else.

Meanwhile, far away, inside the air traffic control bureau, a scene of intense activity unfolded. A shrill alarm echoed throughout the room, rising and falling, wave after wave, nearly deafening Elder Zhong. "Warning! Warning! An abnormality has occurred in Room 617, Section 7." "Warning! Warning! An unidentified radio wave has been detected, but the source of this wave remains undetermined." ... The constant barrage of warnings was overwhelming.

Mr. Zhong had a serious expression on his face, staring intently at the screen and equipment in front of him.

Sister Qin stared at the big screen with her eyes wide open, her face filled with astonishment. Her mouth opened wide, as if an egg could fit in it. "What the hell just happened? Haven't those things in Room 617 always been quiet? Why did they suddenly become so agitated? It feels like they can't be contained anymore!"

Elder Zhong, standing nearby, frowned, gently rubbing his brow with his right hand, as if trying to ease his inner anxiety and confusion. After a moment's silence, he slowly spoke, "I suspect Yun Qing's memory is showing signs of awakening. You know, the things within it wouldn't normally be easily activated without his own conscious permission."

Hearing what Elder Zhong said, Sister Qin's face became increasingly confused. She shook her head and asked in disbelief, "But how could his main consciousness still exist? Didn't we conduct countless experiments and tests back then? Didn't the results every time show that his consciousness had completely dissipated?"

Elder Zhong smiled wryly and sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness and self-mockery. "Alas, I have to admit, we all underestimated that girl. She was able to keep everyone in the dark, and she did it flawlessly. We used to think she kept trying again and again because she was unwilling to accept failure, but now it seems the truth is far more complicated than that."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhong reached out to open the computer in front of him, pulled out a heavily encrypted document, and after unlocking it, motioned for Sister Qin to come over and take a look. Sister Qin opened the document with curiosity, but what she saw was a seemingly chaotic trajectory map with various lines crisscrossing and making it difficult to understand.

Sister Qin looked up at Mr. Zhong with a confused look on her face, hoping to get some explanation from him.

At this time, Mr. Zhong suddenly realized that Sister Qin was wearing contact lenses in her eyes, so she naturally could not see the mystery hidden behind these lines.

"Take off your contact lenses and put on a pair of ordinary myopia glasses that don't detect blue light."

Sister Qin nodded gently and deftly pulled a spare pair of glasses from a drawer. She carefully removed her long-worn contact lenses and put on the glasses. The world suddenly shrank. The world behind high-myopia glasses always seemed smaller.

In fact, with today's scientific and technological means, treating myopia is no longer a problem. Through advanced medical methods, patients can completely get rid of the trouble of myopia in just two days. However, Sister Qin was reluctant to waste even these two precious days of recovery and remained steadfast in her refusal to undergo surgery.

Of course, besides surgery, there's a non-invasive option—a small chip implanted in the eye. However, while convenient, this method carries a significant drawback: it can cause a mild case of color blindness. For Ms. Qin, who has a keen eye for color, such a side effect was unacceptable, so she rejected the option without hesitation. Thus, Ms. Qin became the only person in the entire air traffic control bureau still suffering from myopia.

After Sister Qin successfully put on the glasses, she immediately focused her attention on the seemingly chaotic lines. Time passed, and after about ten seconds, a miracle occurred! Those originally random lines began to slowly combine and transform, eventually forming a three-dimensional dynamic pattern.

Sister Qin's eyes widened as she carefully observed this miraculous scene, a wave of profound shock welling up within her. After further investigation, she was astonished to discover that Lin Qiqi's actions up to that point resembled the meticulous weaving of a silk cocoon. Bit by bit, Lin Qiqi had gathered together Yun Qing's celestial soul, memories, and other crucial elements, as if meticulously crafting a flawless cocoon.

"Could this be... the mysterious magic unique to the legendary Protoss?" Sister Qin muttered to herself, her voice trembling slightly with excitement. At this moment, deep within her heart, it felt like a raging storm was brewing, and it took a long time for her to calm down.

Elder Zhong nodded. "We all thought Lin Qiqi's plan to retrieve Yun Qing was simply to gather her soul and create a new body. I started to get suspicious after her fourth inexplicable failure, so I sorted through her diary and records, and discovered that this guy had been carrying out this massive project right under everyone's noses."

After Mr. Zhong finished speaking, he closed the document and encrypted it again.

"It's not her fault. We repeatedly reviewed and screened the list that Tian Tong brought back, but in the end, we couldn't find out who tampered with it. That's why the logs of everyone's actions are very clean. This means that no one who had contact with the spacecraft and the project at the time can be trusted. Lin Qiqi is also very clear that many of her subsequent actions were intended to confuse the traitor."

Sister Qin took off her glasses and rubbed her nose. She really wasn't used to wearing framed glasses. "This girl is really unexpected. Every point on this map is the coordinate of her previous mission. This game of chess is really big."

Zhong Lao laughed and said, "And she even used this naked-eye 3D image from elementary school as encryption. If I didn't know her well, I wouldn't have guessed she'd hide the clues this way. She's truly mischievous. Who would have thought that geniuses could also be childlike in their hearts?"

Sister Qin fell silent. She felt that it wasn't as simple as Mr. Zhong thought. There had to be something else going on. Perhaps no one else could see the secret behind the picture except the two of them. She couldn't explain why, but she just felt that this was the truth.

In the forest courtyard.

Yun Qing had just stepped into the kitchen when the mountain ghost climbed over the courtyard wall silently like a ghost and entered the bedroom.

"Oh! You are living a very enjoyable and carefree life!" The mountain ghost raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a playful smile, and at the same time gently lifted a strand of hair by his ear with his hand. He looked as despicable as he could be, a real scoundrel.

Lin Qiqi had just picked up a pair of scissors and was planning to go to the yard to find some flowers to decorate her room. But when she keenly sensed the presence of the mountain ghost, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​going out.

Because there has been no news about Guisi so far, the plan to track the mountain ghost today can only be temporarily shelved and postponed.

Lin Qiqi simply glanced at him indifferently, then turned around, picked up the kettle, poured a cup of tea, added a drop of spiritual dew, and handed the cup to the mountain ghost, saying indifferently, "You're here on time."

Seeing this, the mountain ghost unceremoniously reached out to take the teacup, tilting his head back and drinking it all in one gulp, his throat making a gurgling sound. After the spiritual dew completely absorbed into his body, the mountain ghost felt a sudden sense of comfort. The hideous scars on his body faded at a visible speed, and even his long-destroyed spiritual roots seemed to show some signs of awakening at this moment.

The mountain ghost was delighted and quickly closed his eyes, concentrating on feeling it carefully. But before long, that wonderful feeling receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace. The mountain ghost couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself, "Could it be that I was just imagining it just now?"

Lin Qiqi kept staring at the mountain ghost, trying to recall the details of their deal. She had a strong intuition that the mountain ghost was not trustworthy, and even if he had no ill intentions, she couldn't trust him completely.

That's all. Lin Qiqi rubbed her brows, took out a small bottle, filled it with two drops of spiritual dew and handed it to the mountain ghost.

"This is the amount for the next two days. I have to go back to the city for two days. You can take it on time. Remember, it is best to take one drop a day for your injury. Don't take more than you need, otherwise it will be difficult to consolidate the effect in the later stage." Lin Qiqi handed the bottle to Shan Gui and instructed solemnly.

As for whether the mountain ghost believed it or not, she didn't care. It didn't matter if the mountain ghost was really greedy. The injuries on his body could not be healed in a short time. At most, she would just give him ordinary plain water as a warning.