[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

*Then what... A friend in need is a friend?

The person sent by the royal family is Yu Nu, which is not a good job, but she seems to have come voluntarily.

She is no longer young, delicate makeup covers her face with fine lines curled up around her eyes, under the plain cover is the vicissitudes of time.Many people in the army know her story, which is quite miserable.In the early years, because of the desperate raids by the separatists of the empire, her sentry died in front of her eyes, and the link broke in front of her. She said that it hurt more than bone cramps.She always carried an umbrella with her, but the umbrella was actually broken, and there were black stains on the surface of the umbrella—it was about the color of dried blood, and it should belong to her sentinel.

Because the way the connection was broken was too cruel, she has been diagnosed with a mental disorder, so she never reunited.

When she came in, there were still traces of moisture deep in her eye sockets, she looked around the box, and was a little surprised: "Where is the general?"

The smell of guide element filled the whole room, but it didn't have any effect on Huang.He still sat impatiently at the table, eating the hors d'oeuvres on the table absently.It had been almost half an hour since Yimulian got out of the car and went back to pick up his things. He even sent a driver to pick him up. It stands to reason that he should have been back long ago.

He couldn't help becoming anxious: "It should be here soon."

Yu Nu sat across from Huang with a sad face, and put a lot of things that she was carrying with her on the side - they were all sentinel things, military goggles, military binoculars, military metal detectors... Obviously Yu Nu was carrying only Be at peace with the self-deception map, after all, psychiatrists always advise so.She put away her things nervously, and then said with a sigh of relief: "Oh, they shouldn't have forced a marriage at that time, pity you two young people..."

She took a sip of tea, she was as dignified as a lady of the last century, there was an inconspicuous mark on her ring finger, the ring was just taken off not long ago, it was exposed by the sun.

Huang's smile was a little stiff: "What's wrong?"

For no reason, he thought of Yimulian's hands that were not clearly defined.Same as his appearance, Yimulian's hands are also a little baby fat.That hand wrapped the scarf around him in the cold weather. Knowing that the sentinel would not be able to withstand the cold, he could always wrap the scarf nicely and warmly.

He subconsciously glanced at Yu Nu again, as if he was afraid that the royal "spy" guide would hear some secrets.

"Don't worry, I don't have the ability to guide anymore," she said.

This was unexpected.

"I have guiding qualities, but I don't have the ability to guide. I feel lost... Maybe this is God's punishment for my failure to protect my husband..." She lowered her head and murmured, her eyes were full of confusion about the future.

No wonder the death of a bonded partner is seen as a catastrophe that hangs by a thread, even as survival rates continue to improve as technology advances.

For most people, the day their partner dies, he is dead.

"Although the Sentinel can't feel the emotions of the other side of the link, that doesn't mean that the 'intuition' they rely on for survival will disappear. The Empire conducted a survey a few years ago, and the Sentinel's intuition for the guide is as high as 70.00% correct four, If you have really combined, how can you be unaware of the other party's situation at this moment?" Yu Nu recalled the past and said sadly.

Before Huang had time to speak, she went on nagging herself: "Marshal Huang's fate is bound to the rise and fall of the empire, and I am different from them. You don't have to hide some things from me. I also want to do my best to help you……"

She just mouthed the last sentence and muttered to herself, but Huang understood it—she said, poor children, you deserve a better life.

better life?To be honest, Huang did not imagine what kind of life would be perfect for him.

He thinks it's fine now.

Huang politely declined Yu Nu's kindness: "Madam Yu Nu, it's not all what you think."

Yunu suddenly burst into tears again: "How many people are willing to part with their loved ones for the sake of the country and live an unhappy life... woo woo."

Huang didn't know how to comfort her, and was a little at a loss for the current situation, so he had to sit upright, as if he was being tortured by someone in a stern tone.

"Marshal Huang, I don't mean to offend, but the first thing I need to know... are you officially married?" Yu Nu sobbed again, wiped away her tears, and asked seriously: "The empire doesn't want to be hated either, At the beginning, it was only because of the medical examination at the military school that the general was the most compatible with you among all the unbound guides on the registered military registration, and because of his own excellence... Of course, there are also reasons for his background, so he was assigned to you. The degree of fitness is such a thing , is also very mysterious. If you have a favorite guide and even the general agrees, I think you can have a good talk with the royal family..."

Huang got a headache when he heard that, he frowned, and his face looked as if he had eaten his stomach: "No no, ma'am, you misunderstood."

Yu Nu was stunned, and lowered her voice: "Could it be because of General Lian? He refused to marry? It's not like that, General Lian should love you very much..."

Huang was very surprised: "How do you say that?"

"Don't the marshal know? During your disappearance..."

In the middle of her speech, the default ringtone of the communicator rang, her voice stopped abruptly, and the conversation had to be suspended.Huang glanced at the other party's name, and answered, "Where is it?"

There was no response, as if the owner had pressed the wrong button, no one was listening, and then it was cut off with a snap.

Yu Nu is very smart, knowing that Huang's tone should be addressed to Yi Mu Lian.She had a better understanding, and felt that the relationship between the two of them was not as bad as she thought: "Isn't the general even pressing the wrong button? Many people hang the communicator on the inside of the forearm, and it is really easy to scratch... Husband also likes this, woo woo."

Huang hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea, hoping she would stop crying: "Maybe so. What did you just say?"

Yunu hesitated for a moment whether to tell him: "Perhaps it's better for you to ask the company general..."

Now that things have happened, thinking about Yimulian's attitude all the time, Huang actually has a rough outline in his heart: "Say it."

Yu Nu saw that he insisted, his attitude was as firm as signing a consent form for surgery, and she couldn't figure out whether it was right or wrong to do so.She really wanted to help, so she felt tormented in her heart. After a while, she gritted her teeth and made a decision: "It's not a news reported by a big newspaper, but a magazine that can't grab the headlines. The reason is that the editor of the magazine is I have been a loyal fan of you since your military school days. I wanted to send you a bouquet of flowers on the 49th day of death. I thought that there might be a lot of people on the 49th day. I went there on the 48th day. I saw the company general falling asleep in front of the mourning hall. gone."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Actually, it's nothing, just guarding the spirit."

It's not surprising that ordinary couples keep vigil, but you are not united.Of course, she didn't say that.

This sounds really weird, and Huang almost wanted to take out his mobile phone to find out the meaning of it—he suddenly remembered that a guide was doing the same thing at the funeral of a friend of his sentinel the year before last, but their feelings were not the same. It wasn't too good, and they hadn't been formally married during their lifetime, so the vigil was just a symbolic seven days.

What is the concept of a 48-day wake?

For a month and a half, I stayed with a coffin all day long, fed a dead man, burned paper for a dead soul, fell asleep thinking about the events of that life, woke up and continued to face his urn.

What a cruel thing that was.

Yimulian has always been very calm, so that he has never considered such a possibility - what if Yimulian is actually very sad about his death?After 48 days of acting, this is obviously not something that an "unbonded" guide general with a bright future can do.What's more, the possibility of acting was ruled out from the beginning-who would find such a magazine to cooperate with acting, do you think the matter is too hyped?Moreover, the editor Huang knew how his friends would cooperate in making such a play, he didn't believe it.

That is to say, at a glance...

The alarm bell sounded in Huang's heart, he only felt his scalp tingling, and he couldn't even feel the throbbing pain in his temples.He didn't have much time to think about the deep meaning behind it, but suddenly a nerve grabbed him, and a chilling uneasiness surged into his heart.

His intuition for danger has always been accurate, and this nameless uneasiness has been vibrating since he received the phone call that no one answered until now.

He got up, forgot to put on the coat he had taken off, and snatched the telescope that Yu Nu put on the empty stool.

"Marshal Huang!" Yu Nu yelled inexplicably, but he didn't even have the time to respond. He rushed downstairs in three steps at a time, and couldn't get a taxi for half a day, so he directly grabbed someone else's car and stepped on the gas pedal. Just rushed out.The driver was so frightened that he forgot to struggle and just took pictures and posted on Weibo.

——Through the binoculars, he saw that the buildings he was most familiar with in the big city were in the sea of ​​flames.

is his home.

He desperately called Yimulian, ran through three red lights, and probably his driver's license would be revoked when he returned.He didn't think that much, he didn't think that much most of the time, he only knew that his temples were throbbing, his five keen senses were almost sharpened, and when he heard someone honking his horn at him, he would be so irritable that he wanted to step on his feet. Hit the accelerator.

Unsurprisingly, there was no one answering the phone, and the hollow voice of the woman recited the same dialogue, driving him into a state of desperation.

Just like most people think, a person like Huang who stands in a high position will not leave himself any weakness that hinders him, and he has never encountered such a difficult thing so far.

He is a person who is forced to live insensibly by the surrounding environment, and he didn't realize that he was "alive" until today.

The communication entered the voice message function due to the long wait, and Yimulian's voice suddenly sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Hello, please press 1 for the Marshal, and press 2 for me. If you really want to say something, I'll be able to answer the phone soon. Call again. It doesn't matter if you press it a few times, I won't receive it anyway."

It's rare for the reticent Yimulian to record such a long joke in the message. If it was normal, Huang would definitely laugh.

He pressed 2 and dialed again, still a long beep.

Traffic jam is almost a necessary part of every bloody plot, but the reason why it is so easy to use is because it is really everywhere.At noon, when the traffic flow in the southern district and the northern district is the most congested, it is difficult to walk on the cross-sea bridge.He called Yan Yanluo, and there was also a voice message on Yan Yanluo's side. It is estimated that the Tibetan reporter's call took the opportunity to go on vacation.

He looked up again, and with the naked eyes of the sentinel, he could see the billowing smoke billowing in the air in the distance of the northern district.

He cursed all the most vicious words he had ever heard in his life, and jumped out of the car.

tbc

Preview:

Yimulian didn't look forward and backward, but jumped down without hesitation.

* Loss of sense: Just like people will degenerate when they get old, it will be something that a sentinel or guide who can't be with his partner will face.For the sentry, the five senses have degenerated, even slower than normal people, and for the guide, it is reduced to an ordinary person.