deep sea

The midsummer sun hangs in the sky like a fireball, and the whole playground is like a steamer.

A group of teenagers in camouflage uniforms stood on the large playground.

"We've all been standing here for half an hour, and we're almost dying of the sun. Why isn't the instructor coming? Maybe there was a car accident on the way here. If I don't come, I'll go back to bed."

Yin Xu squinted his eyes and looked at the scorching sun. The strong sunlight made his eyes hard to open. Beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead. He took off his green hat to fan the wind, his face full of impatience.

One sentence stirred up waves, and the people around followed suit.

"What kind of bad weather is this? It's so hot. The wind blowing is hot. It should be more than 40 degrees outside. Why do we have to wait here in the sun? We can't wait in a shaded place under a big tree. ?"

"I really miss the days when I was lying at home during the summer vacation with the air conditioner blowing on, eating iced watermelon and playing with my phone while connected to WiFi. It's not as hard as it is now."

"My back is sweaty and I want to go back and take a shower."

Yan Dong saw a man in a dark green camouflage military uniform appearing at the gate of the playground. He was tall and walked windily. Behind him came the squad leader.

Busy whispered: "Everyone stop talking, the instructor is here."

The chattering team immediately stopped discussing when they saw him appear, and each stood back to their original places. Yin Xu took off his fanning hat, stopped fanning, and put it back on casually.

With a height of 1.9 meters, Jian Chengye, with a slender figure, took wide steps and scanned the group of recruits.

It's just that I was late on purpose for a while, and no one has the strength to concentrate.

When passing by Yin Xu, he said coldly, "The hat is crooked."

The tone is not angry and prestige.

Watch him adjust his hat, put his hat on neatly, look away, walk to the front in the middle of the team, glance sharply at the recruits, and speak sonorously: "Everyone stands at attention, take a rest, look to the right, stand at attention."

Simple rectification made the whole team more pleasing to the eye: "I am your instructor, Jian Chengye. The weather is fine today. Let's stand in a military posture for three hours first."

As time passed, some bodies in the team began to sway, move their feet, bend their waists, and secretly make small movements.

Jian Chengye had a panoramic view of their small movements, and frowned: "It's been less than an hour, are you unable to hold on? What does it look like wobbling inside, are you maggots?"

After talking for a while, the small movements restrained a lot.

Yin Xu curled his lips, he didn't like this: "Master is thirsty and wants to drink water."

Jian Chengye walked up to him, staring at him sharply: "Do you need me to feed you?"

There was a bit of danger in his eyes.

Yin Xu: "No need, young master, I have hands and feet and can drink by myself."

He frowned when he heard his claim: "It's fine if you don't need it. This is the army. If you have something to report, it's not at home. If you're thirsty, no one will bring you water. Also, don't call yourself a young master. You are a soldier, not a duck." Master of the restaurant!"

Gritting his teeth: "Who do you say is the young master of the Duck House?"

Jian Chengye: "You."

The surrounding atmosphere froze instantly.

The people around Yin Xu quickly and secretly pulled his sleeves, and the two started fighting, one was the instructor and the other was the recruit, the one who suffered must be Yin Xu.

I'm not stupid enough to make troubles and fights on the first day, so I swallowed the breath in my heart and went back to the topic of drinking water: "Report, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

Jian Chengye: "No."

Yin Xu: "I called for the report."

Jian Chengye: "It's not that if you call for a report, I will agree."

Yin Xu: "You're playing tricks on me, right? Why don't you let us drink water? It's so hot, why are we dying of thirst here?"

After some roaring, Yin Xu couldn't help swallowing, feeling that his throat was about to burst into smoke.

Jian Chengye: "Just because I am your instructor."

As soon as the voice fell, the slender fingers picked up the kettle on the steps to drink water.

Seeing this scene, Yin Xu couldn't bear his breath, and wanted to rush over to beat him up, but unfortunately, the person beside him grabbed his arms.

"Today is the first day. In order to have a better life in the future, let's not cause trouble."

I annoyed the instructors on the first day, and if I don’t wear shoes for them every day, how will I live by then?

Yin Xu snorted and stood back to his spot. Even if they behaved well, this bullshit instructor would not give them a good life.

Jian Chengye looked around the entire playground, and found that there was a figure missing: "Squad leader, where did Instructor Fu go?"

The squad leader quickly replied: "I saw this morning that Instructor Fu drove out before dawn this morning. I don't know where he went. He probably hasn't come back yet."

The tone was extremely respectful.

Hearing the wind from above, the people in front of me, including the instructor Fu who went out to do errands early in the morning, are not ordinary people. They are special forces from 001, and 001 is the Number One unit in the special forces. This time they came to the new barracks. Responsible for training recruits, in fact, is to complete a secret mission.

As for the task, it was not mentioned above, so he didn't know.

Jian Chengye repeated in doubt: "Go out."

Class monitor: "Yes."

In a coffee shop decorated in European style, two men were sitting by the window, one was wearing a haute couture suit and the other was wearing a gray slim-fitting sweatshirt.

Fu Zeyu looked at this worry-free younger brother and asked, "When are you going to go home?"

Fu Ze'an picked up the coffee with his slender left hand, and stirred it casually with his right hand.

His eyes fell on the coffee, and he replied nonchalantly, "I'm going home today."

Fu Zeyu: "You know that's not what I mean. In the past two years, my family's business has grown bigger and bigger. I am running around alone. There are always some things that I can't control. I leave them to the people under my control. They are outsiders after all. It's not the Fu family, I don't worry, how about you come back and help me manage the company after the next year?"

Fu Ze'an put down the coffee in his hand: "I don't want to."

Fu Zeyu sighed, he knew this would be the result.

Persuading: "It's okay if you don't want to help me manage the company. The Fu family has a great business, and this will not affect it. After the year, you will go home to be the second young master of the Fu family. Don't stay in the army and suffer, that place is not suitable for you. "

At that time, my younger brother graduated from high school and was about to enter Imperial University. Imperial University required all students to live in accommodation. Since my younger brother was born prematurely and his body was weak, he could be sick for a few days with a cold. My father was worried and worried that he would often get sick during the stay. He was sent to the army to exercise his body for two months, but he never thought that when the school was about to start at the Imperial Capital University, no matter how much he persuaded him, he would not come back.

After several times of questioning, he found out that he fell in love with a man in the army, and was unwilling to come back because of him, and almost killed his parents.

Know why today is the beginning.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing again.

Fu Ze'an disagreed with his words: "I didn't suffer in the army, and my body is also very good, so I don't need you to worry about it."

Fu Zeyu: "Then how long do you plan to stay in the army? For that person, you really don't care about anything. You have to think clearly, we are your real family. After all these years, does he know how you feel about him? , one day in the future, he will get married and have children, have his own life, and you will too."

Fu Ze'an: "I will leave when that day really comes. It's getting late, and I should go back."

Getting up from his seat and leaving, Fu Zeyu left behind a slender figure.

He would never get married and have children. If it wasn't for Jian Chengye, he would rather live his life alone.

Fu Zeyu holds this in the palm of his hand, the younger brother who has been spoiled since childhood, has no choice.

Seeing his figure leaving alone, he felt distressed and helpless, and shouted: "You little fool, take good care of yourself in the army, and if you are wronged, tell brother, if you need help, call me."

It was already late at night when we arrived at the door of the dormitory.

Feeling the familiar atmosphere in the house, he pushed the door open and turned on the light: "It's so late, why don't you turn on the light."

Jian Chengye was wearing a light gray T-shirt and dark green trousers, with his slender legs crossed, and his hands folded on the back of his head, lying flat on his bed.

Seeing that he came back, he got up and sat on the edge of the bed: "I haven't seen you for a day. I heard from the monitor that you drove out early in the morning. What are you going to do?"

He smelled the scent of wine floating in the air: "Have you been drinking?"

Fu Ze'an: "Drink a little."

After leaving the coffee shop, he didn't go back to the camp directly, but found a bar, drank some wine, and thought a lot about him and Jian Chengye.

Jian Chengye frowned: "The troops are not allowed to drink."

Fu Ze'an had a tired face on his face: "I asked the chief for a day off. How to arrange today is my business. Besides, I didn't drink much, so it's okay. I'm sleepy. Can you go out?"

Looking at the tiredness on his face, Jian Chengye quickly walked out of the dormitory without saying anything.

quite a while.

Jian Chengye came out of the kitchen with a blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand, came to the door of Fu Ze'an's dormitory, knocked on the door three times, but there was no movement inside.

He whispered through the door, "Are you asleep?"

Right now, he should be asleep.

Just when he was about to leave, there was a creak, and the door of the dormitory was half opened, and the handle was still in his hand.

Looking at Fu Ze'an, who was standing at the door wearing white loose pajamas with his collarbone exposed to the air: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet."

Fu Ze'an said helplessly: "You knocked on the door again, and asked me if I was asleep at the door again. Even if I fell asleep, you woke me up."

His eyes fell on the blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand, the soup inside was steaming with white smoke: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Jian Chengye handed him the bowl, and threw down three words: "Hangover Soup."

I remember that at the end of last year, Fu Ze'an was given several bottles of wine by those in the team. He drank well, but he was not drunk, but he was dizzy for a whole day the next day.

The corners of Fu Ze'an's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, with a smile in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry while holding the hangover soup: "Did you cook it?"

Jian Chengye couldn't bear to see him acting like a good-looking man who took advantage of it: "Stop talking nonsense, drink quickly."

Fu Ze'an took a sip and said pitifully, "It's hot."

Jian Chengye snatched the bowl, puffed his cheeks in front of him, and Fu Zean looked at him with a smile on his face.

After blowing for a while, it should be almost done. Jian Chengye took a sip, the temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold, and put the bowl back into his hand: "It's not hot anymore, drink it quickly."

Fu Ze'an's lips stuck to the place where he took a sip to taste the temperature, with a sweet face.

Maybe they can't be lovers, but now they are the closest friends.

Adam's apple jumps up and down, drink up the hangover soup.

Jian Chengye took back the empty bowl: "Go back to the room and sleep, remember to be there for training tomorrow morning."

Fu Ze'an wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth: "Little one obeys."

Jian Chengye watched him go back to the room and close the door of the dormitory, and heard that he was not breathing steadily inside, probably lying on the bed and fell asleep before leaving.

Fu Ze'an's slender figure stood by the window, watching his leaving back, and said to himself, "I don't want to give up on you at all."