escape the moon

According to the "lunar calendar", it is the third Friday in September.

It's almost time to get off work, there are less than two hours left.Shen Yizhen put the last document into the shredder, and the moment he looked up, raindrops slapped on the window, dragging a long transparent tail backward along the glass.There is a sneaky gray fog hiding behind the rain curtain, and the visibility is less than 100m. The offices on this floor are like independent islands suspended in the air.

According to the estimated time, the rain will last for another hour and 4 minutes, and it will stop 10 minutes before get off work. In order to make it easier for office workers to go home during the weekend rush hour, the rain always ends before get off work.

The ground temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, the sun appears for 114 hours, and there are 46 hours before it will completely set.

Shen Yizhen was waiting for a revision of the host draft. He had just dragged the document marked "51ver." into the folder when the director walked in with an excited expression, and slapped the printing paper on the table.

"It's over!" said the director: "Small changes, after the changes, print three copies and send them to the 47th floor, and send a copy to the consulting department."

Shen Yizhen was busy looking for the revisions drawn out with a red pen. A semicolon was changed to a period, and the word "jiu" was changed to the word "hui".

The director said triumphantly: "I just said that the second paragraph should explain the meaning first, you see? Didn't move a single word!"

Shen Yizhen asked curiously: "Isn't the 47th floor in charge of hosting the manuscript? Why does the consulting department also read it?"

The director was a little impatient: "Don't worry about it, just post it."

The email was sent.This is the presiding draft for the United Front Conference on Monday. I started writing it a month ago. It was first drafted by the secretary's office. After it was finished, it was revised by the deputy director. After the deputy director finished the revision, it was revised by the director. Report to the document room later, and the document room will report to the United Front Work Department.This is not bad, Shen Yizhen has seen "121ver.", that is an old man on the 42nd floor who likes to get entangled, almost tossing the new little girl to death, the final draft was changed to four o'clock in the morning, the little girl Crying with Shen Yizhen through tears and snot, brother Shen couldn't do this job anymore.Shen Yizhen spent a week's food expenses to buy her two fresh oranges, and only then did she coax a smile on her face.

The rain slammed on the windows like bullets, and it smelt like bad soap, sometimes with a stink of tar.It must not be water, Shen Yizhen thought, this taste without water, maybe some chemical substance.

He took three printed manuscripts to the 47th floor.The elevator asked for his irises to be scanned, and he took off his glasses, struggling to find the lenses in the blurry vision.Sometimes the scan will be unsuccessful. This thing is not very smart. If it fails to scan three times, it will ask to show the work card. Raise to the chin position, straighten the chest and draw in the abdomen, look directly at the camera, and report the ID number three times loudly. After each report, the system asks: "Please confirm whether the job number 002465 is your own?" After answering "Yes" three times, the system restarts. Scan the iris.

What happens if you don't answer "yes"?Shen Yizhen thought badly.

The iris scan was successful, and he reached the 47th floor without incident.This is the highest place in the entire command post. If there is no fog, you can clearly see the windows of every office in the entire building.Many people have strange fantasies about the 47th floor. For example, there will be soldiers guarding the office, for example, there will be slogans on the wall, and for example, the office decoration is extraordinarily gorgeous... Shen Yizhen also heard it occasionally in the dining hall. The chance for him to come here is Many, sometimes three or four times a day, have never seen any soldiers and slogans, and there are no fancy decorations. The little girl at the front desk is really beautiful and can speak four languages.

The little girl is not here today.

Shen Yizhen strolled around the door, but did not wait for anyone.There was a vague conversation coming from the conference room, and he could distinguish the voice of the supreme commander. A middle-aged soldier made a festive quack and suona sound for a wedding ceremony, which was quite unique.

"It's funny, isn't it?" someone said. "It's a shame he isn't doing a stand-up show."

Shen Yizhen lowered her head and looked down the desk at the front desk. A girl poked her head out.

blue eyes?

Shen Yizhen thought in surprise, isn't it the moon species?

The little girl seemed to know what he was thinking: "My pupils are missing, brother, can you find them for me?" She knelt on the ground, wearing a short-sleeved air force blue rayon dress, and the corners of the skirt were dusty.Shen Yizhen picked her up and put her in the office chair.

"Where did it fall? I'll come."

"Right here, I rubbed my eye and it fell off without noticing."

Shen Yizhen found the gray pupil the size of a fingernail beside the wastebasket: "Is this it?"

She was very happy: "Thank you." After wearing the pupils, the blue color could not be seen at all.

Shen Yizhen shook hands with her: "No. 002465 Shen Yizhen, secretary on duty in the secretary's office."

The little girl thought for a long time: "My name is Alice."

Shen Yizhen's expression changed, and she looked her up and down, no wonder there was a feeling of déjà vu.

There may be many children named Alice, but there is probably only one "Alice" who can appear on the top floor of the coalition command post-this child is now a big star, and the whole country knows the famous Alice story.Her family was originally a worker's family in a waste recycling factory in District [-]. After the war, the enemy's airdrops blew up the factory, and her parents died in the explosion.Before dying, the mother tightly held the young child in her belly, protecting her in a curled up position.When the emergency team arrived at the scene, the mother's back was completely charred and bloody.But her limbs stiffened and would not move an inch, and first responders had to turn her over and use a machine to force open her hands to free the starving little girl.

There was a nationwide sensational photo of a mother hugging her baby tightly, which sparked an unprecedented heated discussion on the Internet.The next day, a large number of workers took to the streets, and angry roars echoed in front of the command post. They demanded that the child must be protected and the enemy troops be driven out of the country forever.Then professors and students also joined the parade, and the unsatisfactory number of conscription surged rapidly because of this photo, and even fifteen or six-year-old boys ran into the conscription office angrily and asked to go to the front line, because they also had such "" Little sister", in order to protect the younger sister, brothers should go to the battlefield.

"Miss Alice," the girl at the front desk chased after her, "Oh, why did you come here? Secretary Shen is here too?"

Shen Yizhen came back to her senses: "Monday's host draft has been finalized, please give these three copies to the commander."

The front desk knew him very well: "Got it, congratulations, I got off work on time today."

Shen Yizhen smiled and said: "TOEFL." He gestured for a step forward with his eyes: "Is this really that Alice?"

The front desk nodded: "It's also the first time I've seen a real person, isn't she cute? It's just that my temper is a bit capricious."

"Why did you bring it to the command post? What can a little girl understand?"

"The commander brought her here. They held a meeting inside and left the child to me. Where have I ever brought a child?"

"It's hard work for you, and it's a good deed. I'm afraid she will have to speak at the United Front Conference on Monday."

"What can she say?"

"Look. Do you want to make a bet?"

The receptionist shook her head, she had never beaten him on this bet.Shen Yizhen is a bit mysterious, good-looking and has no temper, but he doesn't get married. His stomach is full of strange and unheard of things. He is born with a crow's mouth, and he is sure when he says it. Most of them are good and bad spirits , and only pick the worst efficacy.He said that if the little girl wants to attend the United Front Conference, she must attend.

She also needs to protect the big shots in the conference room, and the children are not easy to manage, so she frowned in worry: "Help me to accompany her, just an hour, and it will be fine when you get off work. I won't drag you into working overtime, okay?" What? I’ll buy you an apple later.”

It's worth it to be a babysitter for an hour for an apple.

Shen Yizhen sat down with a smile and poured a glass of water for the child: "Are you hungry?"

The little girl shook her head.She was still rubbing her eyes, it seemed that the pair of pupils did not fit her eyes.Shen Yizhen found eye drops in the cabinet and dripped them on her, and made a small bed out of two chairs for her to lie down and rest.She was thinner than Shen Yizhen imagined, and the two chairs were a bit too big for her. The newspaper said she was ten years old, but Shen Yizhen guessed that she might actually be less than eight years old.

There is also the sensitive question: this child is from an ordinary worker's family, how could he have blue eyes?

Shen Yizhen looked at the pair of gray pupils: "If the pupils are uncomfortable, take them off first, okay?"

Alice was very firm: "No, you will be scolded if you take it down."

"Who gave you this pair of pupils?"

"A sister, in the hospital."

That is the medical staff responsible for distributing pupils.Shen Yizhen asked patiently: "It's not that sister. Think again, who told you to wear pupil lenses? The first person to tell you so."

Alice frowned: "An uncle, it seems to be. Oops, I don't remember."

Shen Yizhen knew that she couldn't ask, so she patted her on the back: "Sleep, sleep, don't ask."

"Brother, can you tell stories?"

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Any story will do."

"Then brother will tell you a story about a little tadpole looking for its mother, okay?"

She had never heard of this story, and the little girl's eyes lit up: "What is a tadpole?"

"Little tadpoles are like little frogs that haven't grown up yet. Have you ever seen little frogs?"

"No."

"Okay, I'll draw one for you."

Shen Yizhen found a pen and paper and scribbled: "This is a little frog, they live in the water. This is a little tadpole. When the tadpole grows up, it will become a little frog." He smiled and said, "When you grow up, brother Take you to see the little frogs and tadpoles."

Alice sat up from the chair with a bang, and she wanted to say something, but footsteps approached behind her.She subconsciously rolled up the drawing paper and hid it in her skirt, only to hear a deep man's voice——

"Secretary Shen, long time no see."

Shen Yizhen's face suddenly darkened.He stood up and blocked the child behind him: "I haven't congratulated General Xiao on his triumphant return, congratulations."

He congratulated him for winning the battle with such a "fuck|you|mom" ​​expression.

Xiaoshan wasn't angry either—anyway, whether he was angry or not, he had a vicious look, and the genetic tests all said that this person was irritable and unlovable, so he didn't bother to put on an air: "What's hiding behind it?"

Shen Yizhen gave up a child's head: "Xiao Zhang (front desk) went to the security meeting, I will look after the child for her."

He didn't seem to explain a word, as if Xiaoshan would understand why there was a little girl on the top floor of the headquarters of the coalition command post and the United Front Work Department, which represented the highest decision-making of the national army.

Xiaoshan was very cooperative and didn't ask too much: "Can I get off work on time?"

Shen Yizhen nodded: "TOEFL."

General Xiao was satisfied, as if he only cared about this issue, he walked away: "See you later, Secretary Shen."

Seeing him open the door of the conference room and disappear behind the door, Shen Yizhen rolled her eyes.

Alice tugged at the corner of his clothes curiously: "Brother, who is that person?"

Shen Yizhen made a "shh" gesture: "He's a bad guy."

(*Blue-eyed Alice: The name is taken from the song of the same name by Koji Tamaki.)

The author has something to say: The setting is nonsense, please forgive me for the astronomy major of science and engineering.