Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

At night, the lights of Wanjia were turned on, and the dumplings made by the four of them were put into the pot. The steaming water even came out of the small kitchen door and filled the hut.

Aunt Yun was cooking dumplings and asked Shen Cizhou and Ji Linge to go out to set off firecrackers and fireworks. When they came back, the dumplings were cooked.

Yun Dong said, "Mom, I want to go too."

Aunt Yun retorted mercilessly, "Why are you going? How old are you? Besides, the young couple put flowers, so you go out to light up?"

Yun Dong: ...

Aunt Yun still couldn't get enough of her thoughts: "There are so many colorful lights in the yard, it cost more than 1000 yuan! It's bright enough! You can bring one back next year, regardless of boys and girls, you must have a companion, if you can't climb that high branch, don't you still How did you live?"

Yun Dong rolled his eyes, put on his earphones and hid himself away.

Ji Linge was happy to see that he couldn't get out, so he took Shen Cizhou's hand and went out, bypassing the fat snowman they built in the afternoon, and set off firecrackers outside the courtyard.

The main reason is that the firecrackers they bought are too long to be released in the small yard.

Ji Linge handed the lighter to Shen Cizhou, his pupils glistened by the flashing colored lights behind him, and amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, he asked Shen Cizhou loudly: "Do you dare to light it?!"

Shen Cizhou nodded, folded his coat and squatted down, and found the lead wire.

The orange flame licked the lead wire, and soon there were sparks from that wire. Shen Cizhou ran to Ji Linge quickly, and was caught by Ji Linge, hugged him in his arms, and covered his ears.

The crisp explosion. The sound of the explosion was continuous, and sparks splashed in the open space. When the sound entered the ears through Ji Lingo's palm, it became muffled, not harsh, and only joy and excitement remained.

When the firecrackers were burned out, Ji Linge took out the box of fireworks again, and played with Shen Cizhou in turn. They were willing to spend money, and the fireworks they bought had a larger and more colorful range of fireworks. The neighbors who lived in the same area They all looked up in their small courtyard, and some people simply ran out to watch the fun.

Everyone has heard about it for a long time. The newly found child of the Shen family is beautiful, but unfortunately he is also gay. Now seeing the child of the Shen family and his partner, many people are secretly looking at him.

Those two youths stood side by side under the fiery trees and silver flowers all over the sky. They both had the same tall and straight figure and outstanding appearance, and even the embracing silhouettes fit perfectly.

For a moment, the gossip could not be uttered, it was so boring, the elders and aunts shrank back, leaving only the ignorant children running around Shen Cizhou and Ji Linge.

After the fireworks were set off, the two returned to the house feeling cool and smelling of gunpowder. They took off their coats and helped Aunt Yun serve the dishes.

In addition to two large plates of dumplings, Aunt Yun cooked a whole twelve dishes. I don’t know how she has so much energy in such a small body, and she doesn’t feel tired when she is busy. A smile full of simplicity and joy.

Shen Cizhou looked at her, feeling a little regret in his heart.

When everyone was seated, Yun Dong poured soda one by one, the crackling of small bubbles echoed the sound of crackling firecrackers outside the window, even though no one spoke, the room was still lively.

"Xiao Zhou..." Aunt Yun wiped her hands and took out a red envelope from her pocket. It seemed that the thickness could be less than 1000 yuan. She handed it to Shen Cizhou, and smiled shyly, "Auntie knows you are now He's a big boss, and he's very promising. Don't think too little of this money. It's Auntie's wish. Don't want it. When the white-eyed wolf was still in Shen's house, he had it every year, so you should have it too! Take it!"

Shen Cizhou couldn't shirk it, so he decided to go back and talk to Yundong. Yundong wanted to open an auto repair shop at home, and if he had any financial problems, he was willing to help, and it was all a shareholding.

Grandma's hands are shaking and she can only eat with a spoon. The old man is indeed more energetic at home. If it weren't for Aunt Yun watching the New Year's Eve dinner, she would have to eat until the end.

The three young men failed to finish all the dishes, and it was close to twelve o'clock after the tableware was cleared. A countdown came from the TV, and then the New Year's bell rang.

After setting up grandma, seeing off Aunt Yun and Yun Dong, Shen Cizhou went into the small bathroom to wash up.

He stood under the shower to rinse the foam from his hair. When he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of the bathroom door lock snapping open. The door opened to bring in a small cold wind, and then quickly closed.

Shen Cizhou knew it was Ji Linge. After changing the bathroom door, the spare keys were all in the drawer of his small bedroom. He couldn't open his eyes for a while, so he closed his eyes and turned his head to ask, "Brother Ji?"

"En." Ji Linge responded, approaching from behind, pulling him into his arms with gentle force that could not be refused.

The back directly touched the skin, and the foam was washed off a little, and the place where it touched was slippery. Shen Cizhou straightened his back, but he didn't refuse aloud.

"Chuan'er..." Ji Linge bit his earlobe, "I'm here to get my New Year's gift."

Even though the bathroom was separated from wet and dry, the water was still leaked out, and the sink and mirror were not spared. When Shen Cizhou saw himself in the mirror, he almost jumped in shock.

That flamboyant pink and moist eyes and lips were too shameful, but the man hugging him behind him was very domineering, restraining him, not letting him bow his head.

Like a succubus, coaxing in his ear, letting him watch.

what a jerk...

Shen Cizhou bit his lip, holding back his sobs.

Ji Linge found out, and used his thumb to free the slightly swollen lips, and he passed the gap between his teeth, teasing the tip of his tongue viciously.

In the end, he tossed into the small bedroom.

When the clouds were gone and the rain was coming, Shen Cizhou was so soft that he was soft, and when he was hugged and kissed by Ji Linge, he half-closed his eyes and moaned in protest.

But the big fox turned into a dog again, and kissed him patter, the small kisses fell on the tip of the nose, cheeks and ears, itching and tender.

Unable to bear the drowsiness, Shen Cizhou kissed back, but without knowing where the kiss was, he closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep.

……

The continuous sound of firecrackers in his ears became clearer and louder. Shen Cizhou opened his eyes dissatisfied, only to realize that he was in a strange room.

The indoor space was small, and the silver-gray metal walls reflected the flames into spots. He froze for a moment, and wanted to call Ji Linge, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

He can't control himself, is it a dream?

There was another explosion, and the whole small room was tilted. In the dream, Shen Cizhou stabilized his figure, quickly turned over and got out of bed, and pulled open the blinds on the small window.

The scene in front of him made Shen Cizhou, who had been trying to wake up, forget to struggle for a moment.

Endless blackness spreads in sight. On this canvas without light, the huge reddish-brown planet rotates at a slow speed. Countless gravels the size of fists or basketballs float past the window. Distant nebulae are bright, light golden The stars are blowing like a storm...

It's so magnificent, only when facing the vast universe, can human beings realize how small they are.

like gravel in the desert.

Outside this small porthole, which resembles an airplane window, two behemoths collided with each other. One of the steel behemoths opened fire first. Its breastplate lifted and stretched out a row of dark muzzles, blatantly shooting out dazzling flames. The mecha in the middle exploded into a brilliant nebula, and then pierced through the quiet space like a meteor.

Even the most advanced film production company could not produce such special effects in the war in front of us. Shen Cizhou watched in a daze, not knowing why he had such a dream.

But in his dream, he was calm, quickly put on a pair of snow-white trousers, then put on his military boots, and opened the door with the white military uniform hanging on the wall.

Someone is already waiting outside the door.

The young man dressed in the same military uniform lowered his head respectfully, handed over a piece of glass similar to a flat screen, and reported in a low voice: "Your Highness, it is Cecilia's personal guards who intend to assassinate you."

"Hmm." Shen Cizhou heard his own voice, with a slight hoarseness just waking up, "Death struggle, but don't take it lightly, approaching behind Cattelan's leap gate, such a counterattack will be more intense."

"Yes." The young man followed behind him, watched him put on the white uniform, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to rest?"

Shen Cizhou in the dream smiled, "Dylan, after the war, I will have a long vacation."

He crossed the long bridge of the battleship. Along the way, soldiers and people wearing the same white uniform stopped to salute. He nodded and responded one by one, even when two round-headed and round-headed robots saluted.

He got into the elevator.

The cylindrical elevator with glass on all sides looks like a capsule. Shen Cizhou is condescendingly looking down at the flickering blue light, full of technological sense of the central control room, and the mechs in the hangar that are constantly rising and falling. The floor numbers on the elevator are dazzling , which is the speed that the current traction elevator can never achieve.

Shen Cizhou began to find it funny, and suspected that he had heard Ji Linge talk too much about the interstellar era, so that he thought about it every day and dreamed at night.

But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

How can there be such a clear logic in the dream? Shen Cizhou entered the command room from the perspective of the commander, and watched him give orders in various words that Shen Cizhou did not understand. The people around him came and went. , like pieces of chess pieces, placed in the required grid by him.

The sound of artillery fire outside has subsided, and the unknown star casts a clear light blue halo. This small-scale war seems to have come to an end. The staff in the command room have been rotated, but the commander is still sitting. it's here.

Shen Cizhou felt tired and wanted to wake up again. The man took off his hat and walked to the porthole.

Compared with the small window in the bedroom, this porthole is almost the size of a large floor-to-ceiling window. I don’t know what kind of transparent material it is polished into the thickness of a palm, but it is terribly hard. It just left a large black mark.

In the flower pot fixed on the wall by the window, a beautiful purple bouquet grows. The slender willow-shaped petals are layered on top of each other, from shallow to deep, and the tips of the petals are like stars shining.

Shen Cizhou leaned over and sniffed the faint sweet fragrance on the petals. The refreshing smell made people feel relaxed.

Little Yuanpan, like a sweeping robot, crawled over the porthole, wiped off the scorched black, and lifted the hood of Shen Cizhou, as if saluting.

Shen Cizhou couldn't help laughing, but in the next second, he saw his own face on the porthole that was wiped clean by the little robot.

It was still a cold and proud face, with familiar facial features, but...

In the reflection, he has blond hair and a pair of blue eyes.

The author has something to say: I have to say that Chuaner has black hair and black eyes. I will explain this version to you later. Of course, Chuaner is also a beautiful Chuaner.

.感谢在2022-04-2823:23:51~2022-04-2921:05:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Yuan Zong;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 51 bottles of Youmu in the South; 22 bottles of Hanzhi; 3 bottles of Wuliangye, Eustoma and Black Knight; 1 bottle of Shen Mo Ningyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!