Time temporarily wiped away the pain brought by the recent sacrifices, and on the snowy winter night, the faith reflected by the fire became even stronger.
On the way back, the night was very dark and the light could not clearly outline the shape of the snow.
We all went back to the dormitory together, our shoes making a "crunching" sound as we stepped on the still solid snow.
"Xiao Shen, Xiao Xiao, let's go to the factory again tomorrow to check the progress." Xu Xianjin said, exhaling a cloud of white mist as he spoke, "Nine o'clock in the morning, it's too early, it's still dark."
"Okay, Mr. Xu."
The busyness continues, monitoring progress, making designs, correcting deficiencies, test flying... everyone in the base has their own duties.
On December 20th, the end of the year was approaching, and Shen Buci and Shi Qingruo embarked on their journey home.
The base went to the station to buy the tickets together. Shen Buci and Shi Qingruo were both heading east. Before buying the tickets together, Shen Buci told the soldier who was buying the tickets that he would buy the same ticket as Shi Qingruo and go to Sucheng together. He would buy the rest of the journey himself.
After getting on the bus, the two found their own berths and put their suitcases away.
Shi Qingruo looked at the car window covered with a layer of white frost, which was foggy, and poked the frost on the window with her finger.
Shen Buci pulled her hand back and warmed it with his own hand, "Be careful of frostbite, it's itchy and painful, keep warm and wear gloves before playing."
People got on the bus one after another, and no other passengers came into their compartment until the bus started moving.
After closing the door, Shi Qingruo leaned into his arms, "Big furnace, hold me."
Shen Buci put his arm around her shoulders, “I remember a few months ago someone complained that I was hot holding her hand.”
"Who is that? It's not me. The me a few months ago is not the me now."
He took the gloves that he had warmed in his arms and put them on her. "Sophistry, why are you still doing this idealism?"
"I am a materialist, how can there be idealism?"
"Yeah, my boyfriend is right." Shen Buci glanced at the blurry little shadow outside through the car window.
A bored and stupid bead flew outside the car and got caught in the snow. It was floating around happily and was quite good at entertaining itself. A single bead could be very enjoyable to play with.
He wanted to be a firm materialist, but when he saw the bead, he couldn't be firm.
The train was rattling along, and it was a bit cold to sit there, so Shen Buci took out a quilt and covered himself and Shi Qingruo with it, and the two of them huddled together to read.
At night, the conductor came in to check the carriage and asked, "What is the relationship between you two?"
"Dear, let's go back to our hometown to get married." Shen Buci gave him his and Shi Qingruo's ID.
Seeing their profession, the conductor said respectfully, "Thank you for your hard work. I would like to congratulate you two in advance."
“You have also worked hard. You can shine in all walks of life and serve the people.” Shen Buci took back the ID.
After the conductor left, Shen Buci kissed her face, "Are you hungry? I'll get some hot water and use it to heat up dinner."
"I'm hungry."
The Pearl of All Worlds flew back from outside and landed in front of Shi Qingruo with a whoosh.
Shi Qingruo wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and blinked when she looked up. She always felt that something was shaking in front of her eyes, but there was nothing.
This feeling started when she met Shen Buci. She even suspected that there might be something unscientific going on. However, she didn't feel scared at all, and even felt a little familiar.
Wanjiezhu waved his fat paw, took out a bag of snacks from the space and opened it.
What does the task object look at?
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