Huge recruitment advertisements hanging on high-rise buildings, boiling cities and streets, densely packed crowds with blurred faces in all directions...
Standing at the street corner and looking around, he saw a lonely and confused figure.
Han Qingyu didn't understand why his hometown was so proud and excited.
He was not moved by such a scene, nor did he feel embarrassed or ashamed because of that title, "Major Qing" and the silhouette in the recruitment advertisement - apart from knowing that "he" was probably himself, Han Qingyu There is no concrete experience or sense of reality.
"He is me, but like a stranger."
In this way, the boiling scene continued. About two to three minutes later, Han Qingyu began to feel a little uneasy and panicked, because now he knew for sure that he had lost his memory and had forgotten something... but he didn't know what he had forgotten.
He began to fear the unknown past, fearing that it contained painful and sad memories.
This stems from the fact that no matter what he has experienced or forgotten, whether he is twenty-four or nineteen years old, his character has never changed... Just as he has done in the past few years, he will always want to keep everything he cares about.
"Beep! Beep!" Suddenly, a sharp car horn sounded from behind.
Han Qingyu turned around.
An off-road jeep pulled to the side of the road.
Wen Jifei leaned forward, rolled down the window, smiled and waved to Han Qingyu.
This was the first time they met after Han Qingyu woke up. "You bastard won't be able to recognize me, right? After all, I'm so cool now..." Wen Jifei thought to himself.
"Plagued chicken!" Han Qingyu recognized Wen Jifei "five years later" at a glance. He didn't even notice the changes and differences at first, and shouted excitedly in a low voice.
"Well, get in the car first." Wen Jifei turned his head to indicate and pushed open the door.
Han Qingyu ran over and got into the passenger seat.
...The off-road jeep turned around, accelerated, and left the street. At this time, it was the only car running in the entire city, and the sound of wheels rolling over the road gave people a sense of calm amidst the boiling crowds...
In the rearview mirror, the dense crowd of people disappeared.
The huge recruitment advertisement faded away.
The sound of people gradually faded away and became silent...
Wen Jifei turned to look at Han Qingyu and found that Han Qingyu was observing him. He smiled and said, "What do you think? Has it changed much? Based on the time you lost your memory, you haven't seen him for five years."
Five years no see? It turned out to be five years, and the time that was forgotten was as long as five years.
In five years, Wen Jifei has actually changed a lot, both in image and temperament. He was wearing black clothes with a red moth badge, which was somewhat similar to what the man in the recruitment advertisement was wearing. He did not have a knife on his back, but he had a device with a metal box as the main body on his back, which was similar to that of the man in the recruitment advertisement. Same.
"It seems that the plague chicken and I have walked the same path in the past five years, and we should have experienced it together." Han Qingyu thought of this and hesitated... slowly turned sideways, turned his head, and looked in the rearview mirror...
Finally, he saw his face five years later.
familiar.
strangeness.
"Major Qing." It was the face on the recruitment advertisement. What Han Qingyu saw was a face that belonged to both himself and the battlefield, a soldier.
However, the eyes are different. The eyes in the rearview mirror were still his nineteen-year-old eyes, now a little confused and uneasy.
"Hey, Qingzi." After giving Han Qingyu a few minutes to buffer himself, Wen Jifei reached out and touched his arm.
Han Qingyu turned back.
Wen Jifei held an opened box of cigarettes in his hand. Four cigarettes came out of the opening of the box in uneven heights.
"Take one and I'll tell you about it on the way."
"Okay." Han Qingyu took one.
Wen Jifei retracted his arm, put one in his mouth, lit it, and lit it for Han Qingyu, then slowed down the car and began to tell, saying:
"The year after the college entrance examination, due to an accident, you went to a special force called Weilan. Then, I also got on that train..."
Wen Jifei's story was not specific. Apart from telling Han Qingyu what Azure was, what Big Point was, the invasion of civilization and the resistance of humans, he only briefly told about their own experiences.
Because they had experienced too many things in the past five years, and Wen Jifei also had to consider Han Qingyu's psychological acceptance, so he did not talk about things that were too cruel, complicated and heavy.
Anyway, Aoko will regain her memory soon. he thought.
No wonder I said why I suddenly knew English. Han Qingyu thought.
"Finally, Oceania. Your sword ended the Zenith War..." Wen Jifei finished the story and turned to look at Han Qingyu.
"You mean, that armor on the top of the sky is mine?" Han Qingyu asked with surprise and hesitation.
"Do you remember?!" Wen Jifei asked in surprise.
"I had a vague dream about it, but I didn't know it was me."
"Oh, that's right." Wen Jifei paused and said, "After that battle, we came back and you were injured and lost your memory."
"Um."
After Han Qingyu responded with "Hmm," Wen Jifei said nothing, handed him another cigarette, and lit another one himself. Then, the car became quiet.
The wheels continued to roll over the road calmly.
Until maybe half an hour later... Han Qingyu straightened up, threw away the already extinguished cigarette butt in his hand, and turned back.
"How is it?" Wen Jifei asked with a smile, "Can you accept it mentally?"
"Almost." Han Qingyu believed it and accepted it, and said, "But can you understand it? I have no real sense. Even if I believe the things you said, they are all abstract to me now. Including As you said, there are other people who have experienced it with us in the past five years, and I am no longer familiar with them."
"Yeah...but it's okay. It will recover in the future anyway."
"Um."
"Actually, it's not bad to just get acquainted with each other again for the time being... Yes, it's not necessarily a bad thing to get acquainted with each other again." Wen Jifei said and laughed to himself.
"It seems that the image I have established in the past five years is not very good." Han Qingyu said.
"Haha, sharp."
In fact, Wen Jifei discovered that Han Qingyu had neglected to investigate one thing, which was how powerful he was now.
Maybe he was negligent, maybe he had already reached a conclusion, or maybe this was not the most important thing? Okay, let’s not talk about it for now, as long as I don’t mess with him.
"There's one more thing." Han Qingyu suddenly said again.
"Huh? You say."
"Why am I just a major when you say you are so powerful?" Han Qingyu asked confused.
Wen Jifei's story just now did not include the details of how they were forced to flee... Let's wait for Qingzi to recover on his own, he thought, "Maybe it's because he is stupid, haha."
Han Qingyu was speechless for a moment, "What about you?"
"...Major General." Wen Jifei said.
This, the gap seems a bit big. Han Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then changed his words: "By the way, what's going on with that big portrait?"
"Welan's advertisement for national military recruitment has used seven or eight people as promotional images around the world, including you..." Wen Jifei said: "Actually, Weilan has just been preparing to launch the military recruitment. Maybe because this is your hometown. , so I hung out first.”
"oh."
"How's it going? Do you feel any inconvenience?"
"It's okay, because I have no memory and it's relatively abstract, so I don't have much feeling." Han Qingyu said, "Otherwise, I probably wouldn't be able to handle it."
"Hmm... But you will recover." Wen Jifei said while thinking: "That one is the side face... It should be the one that shows the most face, and they probably don't have more photos. How about this, I will contact Wei Lan and ask him If any of them show their faces too clearly, they will all take them down. As for your logo, let them use it. After all, this is a matter that concerns all mankind right now. What do you think?"
"I can do whatever you want, I'll listen to you." Han Qingyu said.
Wen Jifei was slightly surprised, looked at him, smiled and said, "That's the decision."
"Yeah", Han Qingyu nodded, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Then will they give me money?"
"..." Wen Jifei paused, "I have to give it. Don't worry, I'll get it."
Han Qingyu felt relieved.
…………
In fact, at this time, the car had already passed by, and Wen Jifei turned around and drove towards Feng Long'ao in a leisurely manner. The two of them completely resumed their natural and casual conversation in the car.
"By the way, you just said that those aliens... Dajian, have they all gone to Antarctica now?" Han Qingyu asked suddenly.
"Yes, in the words of Weilan's external publicity, it is called a complete shrinkage." Wen Jifei said.
"Then we still have to fight. As expected, we still have to fight..." Han Qingyu muttered, feeling guilty.
No matter how much Wen Jifei told him about this, if you ask him to kill alien monsters now... Han Qingyu was not sure whether he would run away.
"That thing is probably very scary... I don't know when I am going to fight it, or if it will call me... I have lost my memory!"
"How about I go home and continue to pretend to be comatose?"
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Jifei asked.
"I'm thinking, if our county is like that, I won't dare to go out anymore." Han Qingyu looked back at the crowd and voices that had actually disappeared long ago, and said.
"Where are you?" Wen Jifei laughed and said, "This is our hometown, a small place, and the people's reactions are relatively simple. Only when you go outside, see big cities, and see the world, will you really know , what is the concept and meaning of your existence now..."
As he spoke, the car stopped outside the Han family courtyard.
This time, the villagers in Fenglong'ao were not stopped anymore. They looked at each other awkwardly and said hello from far and near. The sharp people in the stream no longer avoided him, and they all stood in the yard and waited.
Including the master who broke iron fibers with his bare hands, Han Qingyu saw him.
From what Wen Jifei said just now, Han Qingyu knew that these people were all very familiar to him, especially some of them, who had lived and died together for five years.
However, he didn't recognize them anymore.
Not only did he not know the person, Wen Jifei didn't even say their names in detail.
"How should I say hello when we meet? Pretend to be familiar, or should I be polite? I don't owe them money, right? They don't owe me money, right? And my parents..."
Han Qingyu hesitated and prepared to open the door.
"You're back. Qingzi!" His mother's voice suddenly came, just like when she called him home for dinner, eager and a little annoyed.
Then there was a series of rapid footsteps.
The car door was opened from the outside.
"Qingzi, come on, come down quickly, Mom has something to tell you."
Zhang Jiexia grabbed Han Qingyu's wrist and dragged him out of the car.
