【Xianyang】Siren

Chapter 15 5. Iserlohn, a square that is no longer noisy

According to a certain calendar on the ancient earth, July is the season of flowing fire.Although the natural phenological changes are of no real significance to this artificial celestial body, if you only look at it from the outside, the Iserlohn Fortress is indeed completely immersed in the transpiration and dry heat.

Lieutenant General Alex Kaguelon was already overwhelmed: on the one hand, the imperial engineering personnel and engineering troops were stationed from the other side of the corridor, and on the other hand, millions of soldiers and civilians were evacuated.The universe port is crowded with people every day, ships come in and out densely, and it is noisy day and night.He has to take stock of the military reserves everywhere, he has to coordinate the engineering teams of the empire, he has to arrange the shipping routes properly, and sometimes he has to settle the inevitable quarrels.

Some people want to leave early, some people don't want to leave, some people don't understand why they want to leave, and some people just want to vent their discomfort.Pieces of piles are squeezed into this small corner of the universe, compressed in such a short time schedule.Kaguerun is not a hard-working saint, he is angry almost every day, and every day he is planning to just let go.But what seems to be more privileged is that he can go to Yang Weili to complain face to face.

For example, he would run over every two days and say, don’t stay here to get in your way, just go to Al Fasil by yourself first, the rest of the work is not a real war, whether you are there or not What's the big difference?Can't follow-up things be pre-programmed and automatically completed?

Of course, Lieutenant General Kaguelun still miscalculated.The commander didn't care about anything. Although he just sat there looking at the data and charts every day, he didn't mean to walk away at all.

"Be fair, senior, I have been staying in the command room, how could it hinder your work? By the way, did Mrs. Kagueren take Charlotte and the others away?"

Kaguerun said that his wife and daughter would be with him, the last group to leave Iserlohn. "It's a shame after all," he added.

Yang also had no choice but to sip his black tea helplessly. "But fortunately, after arriving in Al Fasil, the acquaintances and friends are still there, and I will get used to it slowly."

"Where's Felicia?" Kagueren changed the subject, "I didn't ask her, but she should..."

"I can't persuade you." Yang put down his teacup, "Feretriga insists on staying. Julian also wants to stay. I can't find any objection, although it is really unnecessary." He shook Head, as if to get rid of these troubles, "The jump may not reach the designated place smoothly, so a second jump is required... For the human body, it is actually not good to bear such a large pressure intensively in a short period of time. That's great...but she doesn't listen, and neither do I..."

There was a slight cough at the door. "Don't gossip about people behind their backs." His wife and adjutant walked in with a smile.Yang An secretly stuck out his tongue, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the empty teacup again.

Felicia took the cup from him and filled the tea on the side table. "I will go to Al Fasil. We can't just throw such a large number of immigrants to the autonomous government. The follow-up coordination work always needs someone to complete it. You and Julian are so busy Lieutenant General Kaguelun certainly doesn't have time, I think, then I'll go." She put the teacup in her husband's hand, sat at the table and looked at him, "However, before the jump, I will definitely Come back, you don't have to worry about this."

Yang nodded appreciatively, thought for a while and added, "However, everyone will not be crowded in Al Fasil just like this. Please tell the people to be patient for a while. If everything goes well, you can return to Henessen soon. Go...well, I believe the emperor won't break his word..."

"Do you think our house has already moved into a new family?" Felicia was talking, while refilling a cup of tea.Yang was taken aback when he heard this, and he didn't say anything for a long time, obviously he hadn't thought about this issue.Felicity brought the tea to Kaguelun and continued, "I was just thinking, after we go back, if we see other people living there, won't we be happy? After all, it is our house. It seems unreasonable to drive away? I don’t understand these things very well... So I was thinking, should we buy a new house in advance? I have been reading the information released by Heinesen’s real estate agent for the past few days. A few are pretty good too."

After sitting there for a while, Yang finally made a sound. "Buying a house... That's great. If you fancy something, just buy it."

"Do you remember the lake where we honeymooned?"

"It makes no sense to forget, right?"

"I asked you this on purpose... The other side of the lake is flatter, and there are some towns nearby. The scenery is not as good as that at the foot of the mountain, but life is more convenient. We can go to the city or to the mountains, and the distance is not far. Now there is a small two-story building with a big yard. I think it’s quite satisfactory.”

"If you think it's good, then it must be good."

"Isn't it too perfunctory? I didn't even look at the photos, and I didn't even ask for the price."

Yang Weili was at a loss for words.Fortunately, his wife just smiled tolerantly, and poured some tea into his cup, "Actually, I want to settle down early, but I also have selfish intentions. When the news of the relocation of the Republican government is officially announced, the house price of Heinesen will I don’t know how far it will rise, if we sell again at that time, we may only be able to buy a balcony.”

"Isn't it? I remember we still have some deposits."

The two of them just talked one by one, and the tone of the conversation seemed to have moved into the small building by the lake.Afterwards, they mentioned the familiar restaurants in the city, and Felicia suggested that they have dinner on the same day when they went back, and they discussed the menu with great interest.As for the boss who sells wine, Felicity Liga does not encourage too frequent contacts.Yang remembered that he still knew some booksellers, and maybe he could contact them after returning home. His long-awaited writing plans seemed to be able to be easily arranged on the schedule.

"Of course I still have to continue to take cooking lessons," Felicity Liga was still a little embarrassed, "Don't dislike my frequent interruptions, Lieutenant General Kaguerun."

Only then did the two notice that at some point, Lieutenant General Kaguelun got up and left.

Xian Kobu came out of the combat training room covered in sweat, and grabbed a company corporal who happened to pass by, "What happened?"

The corporal was anxious and annoyed at first, but he saluted quickly after seeing who the other party was, "Report to the officer, they say that Major General Attenborough and Lieutenant Colonel Poblen are about to fight."

"...Then what does it matter to you?"

The corporal's eyes wandered a little. "Report sir... they said... said... Colonel Linds opened a bet in the dining room, and it would be too late..."

"A bunch of no-nonsense guys!" Cobb shook off the corporal's coat and snapped his fingers again before he ran away, "Hey! You! What the hell are you doing? Stand still, stand at attention, and make it clear, Aya Where are Dianboluo and Pobran?"

Knowing that the two quarreled all the way from the hangar to the officer's dormitory, Senkob wanted to laugh.He made some plans, and without any hesitation at the moment, he went straight to Poblain's room.

When they got there, they found that there were people blocking both sides of the corridor. After Cobb scolded them a few times, they dispersed in twos and threes.

Attenborough was indeed knocking on the door.

"Bobran! Come out! If you don't answer, I'll come in through the door!"

Xenkobu frowned, simply bent one leg to support the wall, and stood against the wall.Attenborough repeated this several times, but there was still no response from inside.Xiankobu still didn't say much, and continued to frown.

The commander of the squadron persevered and slammed his fist on the door again, "Bobran—"

"Aren't you going to knock on the door and come in! You will do what you say!" Finally there was an echo from inside.Senkob couldn't help pursing his lips.

But then he raised his eyebrows.Athenpolo took two steps back, and kicked at the electronic lock.Sirens whined and whined in the hallway.Athenpolo ignored it, stepped back two steps again, and kicked down hard.

A gap finally appeared between the door lock and the door frame, and Attenborough loosely fell off without hitting it twice.The moment he pushed the door open, he suddenly became alert, and then pulled it back sharply.The sound of wine bottles hitting the door.

"Is it too much?" Athenpolo muttered, and opened the door carefully again and entered the room.

"Get out..." Bobran, who was buried in the sofa, stretched out his foot and kicked over a wine bottle.The bottle gurgled and rolled out, and stopped firmly at the door.Senkob stood quietly by the door, putting his foot against the wine bottle.Attenborough glanced back at him, and explained in a low voice, "Bobran doesn't want to go."

This was still heard by the people inside, and Pobran immediately stood up. "Go? Where are you going? Just go if you want to. I don't want to. I can't leave either."

Attenborough glanced at the clock in the room, his face became serious. "Lieutenant Colonel Pobran, there is still half an hour before the flight squadron is scheduled to leave the port. You have neither arranged your clothes nor arranged for the entire team. It is too cheeky to waste everyone's time like this?"

"Then you go and tell Admiral Yang, or tell Julian, no matter who it is, just dismiss me. I will retire on the spot, and I will quit now."

Senkob cleared his throat. "Then that's an easy problem to solve: civilians should have left port long ago."

Pobran turned his head, as if he had just noticed him suddenly, his dark green eyes were full of thick mockery at this moment. "Oh, Lieutenant General Xiankobu? I'm still thinking, how can you sit still?" He stared at Xiankobu's eyes without avoiding it, and stood up with swaying shoulders, "No, you still sit I can't help it. What are you doing that day? Hitting sandbags, right? There's no use for all the strength in your body, and you can't do anything, right, Lieutenant General Senkobu?"

Attenborough glanced left and right, and stood in front of Pobran worriedly, "Lieutenant Colonel Pobran, stop talking nonsense and obey orders."

"I don't obey anyone's orders!" Bobran yelled back, pushing Attenborough away, "That person can't do it either! Not now! Why should he apologize to me? Because Golniv won't Come again? Can't I fucking think of it? He called me over, just looked into my eyes and told me this, I said Admiral Yang, you are sitting here now, can I still think of—"

His words came to an abrupt end.Senkob suddenly stretched his arms across his neck and pressed against the wall.Bobulan couldn't dodge at first, but after he calmed down, he still had a smirk on his face, and he didn't move at all. It seemed that he was neither planning to fight back nor dodging, but raised his head to meet his gaze.

Sencobb slammed his fist against the wall.Attenborough quickly came up and pulled Pobran away.

"What is this? You can't even talk about it?" Bobran ignored him, "What are you standing here to watch me do? It's ridiculous, what can I delay? I'm just very angry, I just want this damn plan to be rejected at all Happened! Who cares about the danger, what danger has the Yang Fleet never seen?"

Xian Kou put his head against the wall, and his chest heaved violently a few times. "Trash." I don't know who he is talking about.He turned and walked away.

"Incorrigible guy!" Bobran refused to let go, and stepped into the corridor a few steps and shouted at the back of Xian Cobb.Seeing that Attenborough was still standing beside him with a bad expression, as if he would not give up until he was taken away, he felt even more furious. "And you! You too! You all!" He cursed into the room and picked up the military uniform from the floor. "I'm the same fucking. I deserve to be so hopeless."

The work of preparation is fast and fast.In the blink of an eye, the evacuation of the fortress was basically completed. According to the scheduled plan, after two days of debugging, Iserlohn will enter the leap.That night, Cobb couldn't sleep. He thought that Yang should still be in the central command room, so he thought of going to find him.But when we got there, there were only a few guards scattered.Senkob came out of the command room and walked out along the central passage of the fortress.At night, the empty fortress was more peaceful and quiet, and he couldn't help recalling the feeling of stepping on this road for the first time with complicated emotions.Major von Laken, strict guards, overly solemn imperial uniform.He unconsciously evoked a smile.

He took the elevator at the end of the passage to the top of the fortress.

The observation platform under the dome is no longer manned. After all, there is no need to worry about incoming enemies at this time.When Senkob walked over, he found that the outer cover was opened, and distant starlight was cast in.There is a man sitting under a dome separated by a glass dome.

Who else could it be?

"I thought you were still working." Shankob stood diagonally across from him, with his back against the glass exterior wall.

Yang laughed shortly. "Even if I don't need to sleep, there's no reason to be around the clock, right? This is too much."

Senkob also laughed briefly. "What are you thinking?" There was light in Yang's eyes, which made him feel at ease.

"We're about to enter the transition soon," Yang pouted, "what else can I think about? Of course I'm thinking about the sirens."

Cobb sighed, "Why bother thinking about it? It has been deduced several times according to the plan, and when the time comes, it will be completed step by step."

"No, it's not these specific things..." Yang seemed a little embarrassed, "I was thinking about the place where the sirens came...another universe, if I can say that...I was thinking about where that place is, is it Isn't it right under our feet, is it actually very close to us. No, don't interrupt me, I mean... Like, you know the Möbius ring? Yes, like that, we and it In a different plane, no matter how far you go, you will never meet them, and you will never be able to touch them if you are close at hand. Then, suddenly, something changed there that we don’t know, and this ring was poked A hole, the siren was pushed over..."

"And then brought gifts, and untold troubles..."

Yang smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, and maybe there are more troubles... I guess, it should have originally lived in a double-constant or triple-star system. In its original position, it also operates in the same way, but according to The natural laws of the universe do not bring about these consequences...but this is something we cannot change."

"Yes, this is something we cannot change, let the stars change it themselves." Xian Cobb raised his head, watching the silver light fall down.I don't know how many light-years ago, burning stars gave off these lights.He suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"What are you thinking?" Yang looked at him attentively.

"I was thinking..." Shankob shook his head slightly, "We always tell ourselves that the universe is boundless, but human beings are very small, so small that they can be ignored. But look, in that star, Our little emotion can actually cause such a big wave, and that little thing in a person's mind has such a little meaning to this vast universe... Maybe, thinking about it this way, it can be regarded as a kind of comfort."

Yang seemed to be thinking about what Cobb said. After a while, he raised the corners of his mouth and blinked his eyes. "Lieutenant General Xiankobu is indeed a romantic person. Although speaking according to the facts, the stars don't care about our emotions, they are ignorant."

"Isn't that a better proof?" Senkob quickly replied, "Proof that outside of these brain wave protein bodies, our emotions do have a unique meaning. No external force can take it away except the person who is deeply involved." , even if it’s such a damned profound magic, even if it’s something that’s almost like a god.”

These words made Yang nod his head, without refuting or joking. "I also think this is very good. You know, if there is a god-like existence in the universe, then maybe I can accept a flawed god like a siren."

"defect?"

"It seems to be all-knowing and omnipotent, just like a god. But it can't decide the future path, it rampages in the universe, devouring power far superior to it, but it has no self-knowledge at all, and it doesn't know that every step it takes is also the same. Endless failure. I think this is very real, you understand? Because people are like this.” Yang looked up at the sky, paused for a moment and thought, “But as God’s word, it’s more pure. It doesn’t need to be for pain To atone for sin, there is no need to save for disasters, and no need to stick to beliefs. It is unconscious, it just exists.”

Cobb frowned and thought about it for a long time, and then said carefully, "I think so. To it, I am no different from a speck of dust. At best, it is a speck of dust that can think. So I still find it hard to believe, It just unconsciously touched the joys and sorrows of two people."

Yang turned sideways, clutching the railing tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't find the right words for a while.

"Then..." Shankob changed the subject immediately.He was determined to say what had been stuck on his lips for many days, "Or do you really want to do this? Are you really... not worried?"

Yang knew exactly what Senkob was asking.But he opened his mouth to talk about the specific arrangements in the operation. He stood up, walked towards the outer glass wall, and slowly talked about some of his thoughts.He ended up talking about his regrets, as if to apologize, but Cobb cut him off.Yang felt himself hitting a solid chest, his cheek pressed against his shoulder.He hesitated for a moment, bent his arms, and laid his flat palms lightly on the back of Senkobu, touching his shoulder blades.

Both of them seemed a little unnatural and a little embarrassed, but no one let go first.After standing weirdly and stiffly for a while, Cobb finally started to move his arms, put one of his own around his waist, and leaned his upper body back slightly.He lowered his head to look into Yang's eyes, but his sight was blocked by his hair. He only hesitated for a moment, then freed his other hand to straighten the hair on his forehead.

"When I was a child, I heard the fairy tales of the Empire, about a place called Valhalla..."

"I know that." Yang Ang raised his face, "Isn't it a kind of militaristic propaganda? Give a false promise and reward, and call on the world to die for the so-called honor. I don't like to promote the philosophy of death, whether it is beautiful women Or something else."

Xian Kobu opened his mouth halfway, a little unexpected, but this time he saw Yang's eyes clearly. "Please don't spoil the scenery." He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, looking happily at the smile on Yang's lips. "Okay, tell me, I'll listen to you." Yang's lips moved.

"It's nothing. I don't really believe it either. But sometimes people need that kind of reassurance."

Yang looked at him intently. "Like the kind of comfort you saw in Siren?" Xiankobu's eyes were slightly puzzled, and Yang lowered his eyes, "I also want to know, what kind of me do you want to see?"

He couldn't help laughing. "you are you."

At this time, Yang clasped his shoulders tightly, and turned his face to one side. Through the fabric of the military uniform, Xian Kebu still vaguely felt that Yang's cheeks were a little hot. "I know you want to fix my hair. I also know you want me to grab your back," Yang moved his hand over, fingers digging into the firm muscles on both sides of the spine, "You want me to call your name. Walter, is that right? Walter," Yang whispered almost close to his ear, "when you sat behind me and looked at me, didn't you think of many other things, Walter?"

Xian Koub stiffly let Yang hold him. "You..." He swallowed, "You haven't forgotten."

"Yes, I just didn't want you to know. I lied, sorry."

Cobb pinched Yang's shoulders, his eyes widened, and the two of them leaned against the glass wall that shone with silver light, and did not speak for a long time.Senkob opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't say anything, only his breathing became rough.

"I'm worried about your flinching and dodging," Yang began to say slowly, "I'm worried that it will destroy the comfort we have carefully maintained between us." Your memory hurts that invincible image in your memory—please don’t interrupt!—” Yang rubbed his forehead against the hard bone on his shoulder, “Actually, it’s nothing, even so It’s a little unreasonable to say, but what you lose is already lost. I don’t want to change this irreplaceable.”

In fact, Sincob didn't mean to interrupt.He felt that only Yang's body temperature and heartbeat remained in his perceptual world.This truth made him extremely painful. "Tell me, this can be true, can't you?" He squeezed Yang's back hard, pressing him in front of him, "Can I have an answer? A direct, definite answer, whether it is What."

Yang seemed to flinch a little, and this slight reaction made Xiankobu's heart sink.He almost wanted to stop Yang from answering.

"You know, I can't tell you what I don't know myself." But Yang has said, "I'm not Weili Yang, I'm Weili Yang. Just think of me as a possibility for him. And I'm sure , in this possibility everything is real."

The burning or dying of stars, the mysterious waves and shifts in the distance, the rise and fall of dynasties, and all kinds of joys and sorrows in the world, all the entanglements seem to recede rapidly, and recede into an irrelevant background.At this time, there is no universe anymore, he only knows that the person in front of him is very thin and light.

"Then what can I say? Being able to have the most impossible possibility is already an accident in an accident." Xian Kobu leaned against the railing slightly, looking at the dark red in the distance; Yang followed him sideways, leaning on his chest Shoulder; Senkob's hand on his shoulder pressed slowly and hard. "You know, the love in my life is always accelerated. I fall in love with someone quickly, get someone quickly, and leave someone quickly. But when I walk towards you, it's incomparably, incomparably, slow. I don't know what I'm looking forward to, I, all our strengths combined can't resist... Maybe the only thing left is dissatisfaction... No, it's not right, in fact, it's resentment."

Yang raised his head to look at him, and stretched his fingers slowly towards his chin.Sencob squeezed his palm. "A bad joke came to my mind... It occurred to me that 'till death do us part' might be a lie in those long-standing vows."

Yang also turned around and pinched his hand. Judging from his expression, he should have understood the ridiculousness of this terrible joke. "I also thought of a bad joke. People say that going to death is a journey of no return, but no one thinks that it may be a round-trip ticket."

But Sencob didn't smile. "I used to think that some things would be painless as long as they didn't start. But I was wrong, badly, and maybe I was punished for it. Can I make a request to make things right?"

Those bright black eyes blinked, as if they were evaluating the weight of this sentence. "If I can do it." Yang hesitated slightly.

Sencobb smiled, "Don't be nervous." He put his hand over his eyes, and said softly, "A kiss. I want a real kiss from you. I never asked for it, and I never asked for it. Looking forward to your response. Of course, you can pretend that I didn’t say anything, after all—”

His eyes were suddenly covered by someone, and he was pushed backward again until the coldness of the metal wall came from his back.Yang put his arms around the back of his neck and pressed down heavily, his movements were impatient and flustered, almost hitting his nose.Xian Cobb shifted his weight to one leg, lowered his body slightly, and at the same time supported his waist and lifted it up; but the lieutenant general did not intend to be overly active in helping.Yang caressed his cheek hastily in the darkness, and his slightly dry lips scraped back and forth between the stubble and the gap between his lips.Senkob clasped his waist.

With intermittent breathing, Yang tentatively stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched it, as if knocking on the door.Sencobb resisted the urge to bite his lip, he wanted to know what Yang would do, and he only wanted to know this, because he would remember it.He will remember the moisture of Yang's lips, and the way he grabbed his body very hard and rolled his lips with the tip of his tongue very hard.Yang also licked his chin, bit his lower lip to suck, and stuck his tongue in to entangle him endlessly... Xian Cobb suddenly trembled, and a shock went straight from his spine to his brain.

God, this had been his fantasy...he had thought about kissing his commander so deeply.In those hopeless sweet dreams.

Xian Kobu suddenly pulled Yang's hand down, lowered his head and panted heavily.Yang became nervous, "What's the matter?" He also panted, and took half a step back, as if he was going to turn around and run away in the next second.But Sencob clasped his wrist tightly.

"What's wrong?" Yang lowered his head and asked again.

Senkob raised his eyes from under the brown-gray hair, and the pale silver light drifted down, making the original chisel-like outline even clearer.His eyes were focused, but not as sharp as before, full of gentleness. "I said, a kiss, okay?"

Yang twisted his hand, but he couldn't break free, the starlight was faint, but Cobb still knew that his face was starting to flush. "Didn't I already..." Sencob knew he thought he was doing something wrong.

no.He wants to say.Then he smiled, straightened up and put his arms around Yang's waist, turned his legs lightly, and the direction of the two people's standing suddenly changed: Xian Koub faced Yang, while Yang leaned against the slightly hot metal wall.

"You kissed me just now, that doesn't count." Cobb let go of Yang's wrist, and cupped his cheek with both hands.

Obviously, Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said almost reproachfully, "Mr. Lieutenant General always has some ideas that surprise me."

"I don't think so. I've never surprised you." Cobb tilted his neck and slowly bent down, "You, on the other hand, never made me feel at ease."

Yang Weili also moved closer to him, raising his black eyes.First Cobb held the back of his neck, then tilted his head and touched it.

And then one more, one more.The heat of the kiss just now still remained, and Cobb seemed to be gently smoothing it, from the corner of his mouth to his lips and teeth.Why human beings express intimacy in this form is not clear to Cobb, nor does he know whether kissing is a language that reveals implicit or explicit desire and attachment.He just secretly hopes that Yang Weili can remember his every movement and expression, preferably forever.

It took a long time for him to realize that he seemed to be too harsh, so he reluctantly let go of his arms a little, and pecked Yang's hot cheeks and the tip of his nose flatteringly a few times.Yang's sweaty back slid along the metal wall for a while until it was caught by Xiankobu's upper arm; he grasped the muscles on it, drooped his head, and his shoulders twitched a few times, as if trying to breathe calmly.

"It's really hopeless romanticism..." Yang seemed to come back to his senses, realizing that this secret and charming moment had indeed happened.He scratched his hair pretending to be casual, pulling back to his usual self. "Will it be different? Even a speck of dust can't change it." But he didn't leave, and remained in the arms of Senkobu.

"I don't think so." Senkob's lips rested on the commander's forehead.Seen from the messy black hair, the dome is swaying, and the speckled silver light is projected into the dark cabin. "It's just that the universe is too desolate..." The man finally replied hoarsely.