Incorrect use of inhibitors

Zhuo Han also brought an extra friend, who Jing Hai also knew, Teng Xi, the pilot of the fighter group.He belongs to the kind of looks that are not amazing at first glance, but very attractive.Due to long-term high-altitude flight training and exposure to ultraviolet rays, his skin color is one shade darker than that of Zhang Xing, who sits next to him in the office every day.

Jing Hai pushed the drink list to Teng Xi's hand, and said, "Pilots are not allowed to drink unless they are on vacation, so what drink do you want to order?"

Teng Xi is a rookie piloting the wingman, so it was the first time he had dinner at the same table with a team of elites who could only watch from a distance, so he was a little cautious.I have long heard that Jing Hai is a strict person, and sure enough, he also abides by the rules at the party dinner table.

He was a little nervous, and stammered, "Whatever, I can..."

"Team Beijing, don't be so dogmatic when you go out to eat." Bian Xiao used a beer bottle as a cover to remind him in a low voice, "Don't let Xiao Teng drink, it will ruin the good work of Deputy Zhuo."

Jing Hai frowned and asked: "Can you do good things when you get drunk?"

"You, Zhu Gusheng." Bian Xiao snorted, "Have you ever seen an Omega actively chasing Alpha? If you don't drink some wine and pretend to be drunk, how can you have an excuse to send yourself back?"

After hearing this, Jing Hai suddenly remembered Rhea's confession in his dream, and subconsciously said, "I've seen it."

Bian Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Who is it?"

"You don't know me." Jing Hai turned to the others and said, "Just order whatever you want, I'll treat you today."

"Why don't you come if there's no one to treat you? Hey, waiter, let's have a hundred meat skewers first." Zhuo Han has always been thick-skinned.

Rhea kicked him under the table: "Pig, you can only open your mouth a hundred times. You can't pluck a goose's feathers like you do!"

"Last time, he ate fifty skewers alone, plus six chicken wings, five autumn knives, four eggplants, three corns, two dozen oysters, and a case of beer." Zhuo Han pointed at Bian Xiao.

Zhang Xing turned his head, looked at Bian Xiao as if looking at a monster, frowned and said melancholy: "So you can eat so well."

"I gain muscle no matter how much I eat, so don't worry." Bian Xiao shrugged, "The Beijing team is a local tyrant, and they are open to it."

Jing Hai looked at the crowd and said expressionlessly:

"Well, go ahead, you won't be bald."

It was approaching twelve o'clock, and Jing Hai saw that everyone was almost drunk, so he called the waiter to pass the credit card to the other party to pay the bill.It's okay, just a few stray hairs, anyway, wild geese have to moult in summer.

It's just that I have never had a chance to talk to Rhea about serious matters, and I just listened to Bian Xiao and Zhuo Han bragging there.This meal had already deviated from his original intention of Jorea coming out, but it was good to relax with these people, and it was difficult to feel this atmosphere when he was with his own team members.

Sometimes he feels that the members of the first team are like robots. Tasks, training, duty, rest, everything is in an orderly manner, and the order is almost rigid.Of course, in the eyes of others, he is also this kind of robot-like existence, although he himself does not agree with this evaluation.

He and his team members will not laugh together like Rhea and Zhuo Han, or expose each other's faults, and the relationship seems to be very deep.He doesn't seem to have any real friends in the Bureau, which is one of the reasons why he can't have much attachment.

——If Rhea wants to leave, his team members and friends will definitely try their best to keep him, right?

Rhea was sucking the chicken wing bone, suddenly felt a gaze fixed on his face, raised his head, and met Jing Hai who was sitting across from him.

"Is there something dirty on my face?" Reya grabbed the napkin and wiped it carelessly.

"No." Jing Haiyou looked away, "I've paid the bill, uh...can you go out with me for a walk? This is not far from the beach."

Zhuo Han almost sprayed Bian Xiao's face with a sip of beer—oh, is this the rhythm of holding hands and blowing the sea breeze to go on a date?

Rhea had already drank the wine for the purpose of Jinghai's treat, and only after hearing the other party's mention did she realize that she still had some advice to give, so she nodded and said, "Why don't we go first and let them continue drinking here."

Jing Hai got up and took his coat, and reminded solemnly: "Tomorrow I have to be on duty, don't stay too late, go back to rest early, remember, allowance will be deducted for being late."

The four of them rolled their eyes in different directions—in terms of the ability to kill fun, the Beijing team is definitely the best in the overall situation.

Jinghai didn't drink a drop of wine, but Rhea didn't drink less.When Rhea got on the motorcycle and sat behind him and hugged his waist, Jing Hai could feel the body temperature of the other party being scalded by alcohol through several layers of clothes.

When driving to the beach, Jing Hai kicked off the stand and turned his head to ask Rhea: "Can I still go?"

"Cut, where is this?" Reya got up and got off the car and took off his helmet. Reya looked sideways at the ink-like sea, and took a deep breath of the air full of the smell of the ocean. "Well, it's much better than the air in the city."

Jing Hai got off the car, hung the helmet on the handlebar, and asked, "Do you like the sea?"

"I like it, if there is no giant octopus with sixteen arms and legs." Reya walked towards the beach, and said as he walked, "But it's delicious when grilled."

"You are very good at finding self-comfort." Jing Hai followed behind him.

"Otherwise? Life is already hard, and if you don't find something happy for yourself, how tiring it is to live." Reya bent down to pick up a small conch, blew off the sand on it, turned around and lifted it to Jinghai In front of him, "Look, hermit crab."

"Beware of poison!" Jing Hai reflexively grabbed the conch in his hand and threw it into the distance.Occupational diseases, in his opinion, can be fatal to any creature other than humans and those raised by humans.

Rhea's eyeballs almost popped out, and she was so angry that she wanted to laugh: "It's just a hermit crab, it scares you. I don't think I need to give you any advice. Don't leave, just stay with the Property Management Bureau, you Fit for the job."

"I feel the same way." Jing Hai didn't mind the other party's sarcasm.

Reya held his forehead, and said helplessly: "Captain Beijing, to be honest, sometimes I think you... are not human, do you understand what I mean?"

Jing Hai didn't express his opinion, looking at his expression as if he was waiting for Rhea to explain it to him more clearly.

"Like...uh..." Rhea pondered for a while, looking for the right wording, "I was surprised that you got angry with me about the sample that day, because I always thought you were a person with no emotions. Sorrow and joy are just one expression, as if nothing can arouse the waves in your heart. Normal people shouldn't be like this, you are too restrained, don't you feel tired?"

"No." Jing Hai denied, "I'm just like this, and I haven't restrained anything."

Damn, Rhea said heartily, a whole pair of cows playing the piano.

He was going to let some emotion show on Jing Hai's face: "You threw the hermit crab away, I was very angry, but I didn't get angry at you because I was restraining myself. But if you do it again, I promise to whip you. "

Jing Hai said firmly: "You can't beat me."

Now Rhea really wants to slap him, is what he said so ridiculous?Just when he was lucky enough to consider whether to rub the sand on Jing Hai's handsome mask-like face, he heard the other party say: "I see a crab over there, do you want to catch it and pay it to you? "

"Crab? Where?"

Jing Hai pointed to the reef not far behind him.When Rhea looked back, the raised corners of her mouth froze in an instant—fuck, the mutated crab, the pliers were thicker than his waist, whoever catches this thing can play with it! ?

Before Rhea got mad, Jing Hai whispered to the watch: "Record, at 8:5 on August 23th, in the reef area of ​​Golden Bay, F-level biological warning, the first special service team dealt with it."

"It's already off work, hey, can't you leave it to the fishermen who catch seafood?" Reya really didn't know how to complain about this workaholic.

Jing Hai was slightly skeptical: "Can this kind of crab be eaten?"

"Ah, didn't you eat a grilled crab claw just now?" Reya pointed back at the mutated crab that almost merged with the reef, "Bao Buqi is his eighth grandson."

With a stalk in his throat, Jing Hai erased the record just now with a sullen expression.It seems that it is really necessary to come out more to experience the life of civilians, and don't always eat synthetic food in the cafeteria of the bureau.

To be honest, the grilled crab claws taste really good.

Looking around, Jing Hai walked to the position where the tide could barely touch, turned on the biometric system built into the watch to scan it, and bent down to pick up a piece of starfish.Back to Rhea, he offered the starfish: "It is confirmed that it is non-toxic, let's play with it."

——Where are you coaxing the children?

Holding the starfish, Leiya looked at Jinghai with complicated emotions—could this be artificial intelligence created by the R&D department?Usually looks like a person, but close contact completely exposes the straightforward way of thinking like a program.

No, it's impossible, how could artificial intelligence be bitten into a tantrum?

Thinking of this, he asked, "Are you healed?"

Jing Hai reacted slightly, realized what Rhea had mentioned, and nodded: "Okay, the blocker given by Zhang Xing is very effective."

"That's good." Carrying the starfish for a distance on the beach, Reya released it into the sea: "Go back, don't be eaten by the octopus."

The starfish lay motionless on the beach, and was gradually covered by the sand rolled by the waves, like a coffin sinking into a grave that never sees the light of day under a shovel of soil.Suddenly, the corners of Rhea's eyes became hot, and she pursed her lips tightly, unsurprisingly, she tasted the bitterness and saltiness wrapped in the sea breeze.

Without a last word, without any exhortations, his lover just disappeared into the ethereal and vast world.Take away all hope and light, leaving him alone in a dark corner tasting despair.

Jing Hai watched from a distance, seeing the person standing alone by the sea, with a lonely back, who was thinking about something.In the night, Rhea's silhouette looked a little smaller than usual, just like what he saw in a dream.The sea breeze messed up the slightly longer hair tail and collar, the tattoo on the back of the neck was faintly visible, and a brand sealed two souls.

Seeing the waves getting higher, he walked over and gently grabbed the opponent's arm: "Go back to the shore, the tide is high, don't get wet—"

His voice was interrupted by Rhea's sudden movement of turning around and hugging his waist, with his hands in the air, he didn't know how to comfort the crying man on his shoulder.

The resolute nerves were softened by alcohol, and Rhea let her weakness fall into Jing Hai's eyes.

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