"Can you still see it?"

"It's illusory, the space-time line has begun to change, and the arc of diffraction has increased."

"He's lucky."

"But in the end, he still needs to be tempered. He is still a little immature..."

"Look, after all, everything in front of him is still too easy for him."

"Actually, it's never been too difficult, hasn't it?"

A voice rang out, and the discussion in this space stopped for a moment, and then slowly fell back into silence.

"Look at the future, see how much he can do and how far he can go."

"We, I guess we can't see it..."

"In fact, death is also a kind of relief, something we have always hoped for, isn't it?"

"After reading the beginning, the ending seems to be more suitable to stay in the imagination..."

...

"I'm going out in a few days and going back to my alma mater." Dialect said to Yan Hongchang who was cleaning up in front of him.

"Yes, but the necessary security measures are still to be taken." Yan Hongchang pondered for a while and replied, he was still very relieved about the security of the Yanjing area.

"When the time comes, remember to tell me the time in advance, and I will arrange it here." Yan Hongchang continued, bowing his head and continuing to organize the things on the table, documents, transcripts, recorders...

Adhering to the principle of solving things early and resting early, after eating and taking a bath, Yan Hongchang, who was waiting for the dialect to come, finished the transcript this time.

It's a very simple thing. After many times of crossing, the things that need to be recorded have become brief, the place to arrive, the future development of the world, and the most important reasons. These things...

"How to say, now at 9:30 in the evening, go back with me or stay here?" Yan Hongchang asked, and put all the documents into the lockbox next to him.

"Let's go back together, so as not to be troublesome when I go back later, if I remember correctly, today should be Thursday." Fang Yan thought for a while and replied.

"Well, on Saturday the day after tomorrow, you can go back to school."

"It's almost the same day, it should be just right to go back." Fang Yan nodded in response, watching Yan Hongchang who got up also stood up, and after saying goodbye to Dean Zhou, he set foot on the return car.

At the tail of December, a thin layer of snow can also be seen near the Lion Wake Base. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the originally dark forest next to it has been slightly brightened.

"Speaking of which, according to the record, your next time travel will be the twelfth time?" Yan Hongchang, who was next to him, started to talk about a topic.

"Yes, it will be a year soon." Dialect carefully counted the number of crossings from the beginning to the present and replied, "It's almost a year."

"How, what do you think?"

"It's okay, but it's still a bit unbelievable. Maybe then, I may not be able to make a year-end summary like an unknown existence, and I don't know if he will give me such a year-end bonus, haha!" The dialect also laughed as he spoke.

"It's quite an idea!" Yan Hongchang also had a smile on his face. He looked at the dialect next to him and said again, "If he doesn't send it to you at that time, we will make it up for you!"

"That's a good feeling." Fang Yan was also interested, and turned his head.

"Wait, there is only one month left, and I also want to see what they will give you." Yan Hongchang said.

"You don't know either?"

"I don't know, but the only thing that is certain is that the above will give you something when you cross the twelfth time. The external name is the year-end bonus." Yan Hongchang replied, then waved his hand and said, "When Come and sit at my house?"

"If you don't dislike it, you can do it now, but it's better to wait until after the New Year. I'll come to your house to give you a happy new year." Fang Yan replied with a smile,

"Okay, I'll give you a red envelope then!" Yan Hongchang nodded and replied, feeling the car stopped at the same time, turned his head to look out the window, then picked up the password box and continued, "Let's go, get off the car, and get on the plane. , it's military and can be a little uncomfortable."

"I still care about this?" Fang Yan smiled, opened the car door and followed Yan Hongchang up, and then flew into the night sky with a roar...

...

When I was waiting to return to the Zhanyi base again, the time slowly came to eleven o'clock in the evening. After cleaning up a little, Dialect lay on the bed, thought about it, and took out his mobile phone.

According to the habits of the first two years of college, Qian Jianhui should not have slept at this point. The biggest possibility is to make a video with Zhang Qian, or to chat on the phone.

"Hello, the number you dialed is on the phone, please don't hang up..."

When the notification sound of Yitong came over, the dialect was stunned, and there was a smile on his face.

Sure enough, Fatty Qian is still the Fatty Qian...

"It may be lonely, the air has become very thin, the city is full of neon lights out of the desert, and for you..."

"Who?"

After a period of color bells, the familiar sound of a carefree voice came over from Fatty Qian, Dialect smiled, and opened his mouth to answer, "It's me, Dialect."

"Crack, boom..."

There was no reply, but a piercing and loud voice came over.

"Hey, can you still hear me?"

"Okay, Fatty Qian, where are you playing with snakes?" Dialect groaned.

"I slipped my hand just now when I was shocked, but fortunately nothing happened to my phone, otherwise thousands of oceans would be gone." Fatty Qian's voice also contained a burst of happiness, and then said again, "Dialect, Why did you call me today? Also, is this the phone you are using now?"

"Almost, just squeak you when you make a phone call, and I'll be back in two days, giving you time to prepare." Dialect replied.

"Okay, when?"

"Saturday the day after tomorrow~lightnovelpub.net~ You can go to the door then. By the way, do I still have a place to rest in the dormitory?" Dialect asked.

"Yes, absolutely yes, the big deal is that you sleep with me, who is with whom!"

"Fatty Qian, I can't take your words..." Dialect paused, and spit out a sentence slowly.

"Just kidding, kidding, I'll make arrangements for you when the time comes, don't worry! By the way, are you going to come back and play for a few days?"

"It depends on the situation, but it should not exceed 4 days." Fang Yan thought for a while and replied.

"Okay, come back and let's have a good chat. I won't talk about it now. It's getting late, so go to bed early, and don't have two eyes when you come back." Fatty Qian said.

"Okay, hang up, good night!"

"Good night!"

Dialect put the phone down again, looked at the moon outside the window next to him and smiled, then shrunk into the bed...