In the afternoon, the suburbs.

The sky is gray, haze is dense, dark clouds gather or disperse, with varying depths. The cold wind is cold, and I don’t know when it will start, with subtle snowflakes in the wind.

The sheep intestine path in the suburbs was tortuous. The weather was quite good a few days ago and the ground was strong. However, the legs of the trousers swept through the weeds on the roadside, but they were soaked by dripping water. After a long time, the feet inevitably got muddy under their feet.

After walking for half an hour, I climbed over a hillside, and my narrow vision suddenly became clear. The fresh air in the forest was mixed with snow particles, which smashed my face.

"Here you come."

Wrapped with a lazy and familiar voice, it floated over leisurely through the branches slanted in front of it.

Ling Xize stood still, his eyes slanted, and saw the slender silhouette sitting.

She sat on a portable stool, wearing a gray down jacket, wrapped tightly, her hair was scattered, and tied in a red scarf that was wrapped in a circle, which looked quite messy. She was wearing jeans and sneakers, and her slender legs were spread out horizontally, symmetrical and slender, drawing a graceful arc.

In front of him was a convenient outdoor gas stove, which was on fire and placed a small pot. I don’t know what to cook, steaming. Si Sheng stretched out his hands and placed it beside the fire to keep warm, and his fingers were frozen pale.

Next to her was a mountaineering bag with her sitting high, bulging, and at first glance, it seemed like it was stuffed with items.

Ling Xize lowered his head and saw himself empty-handed, feeling very entangled and walked over.

“Cooking?”

Pushing away the branches blocking the view, Ling Xize's voice was slightly lower.

"By the way, it's rare to come out for a walk." The water in the pot was already boiling. Si Sheng took out two packs of instant noodles from his backpack and asked, "Do you eat it?"

“…”

Ling Xize's expression was hard to describe.

junk food.

The last time I ate this thing, I probably can be traced back to five or six years ago. ——Of course, I also ate it with Si Sheng.

If you complain, you will reach your mouth and follow the tip of your tongue, but it will be: "Eat."

Eat once, and eat twice. Eat again, there is no difference.

Si Sheng tore open two packs of instant noodles, threw the dough into it, stirred it with chopsticks a few times, and added two eggs. Then she found two bowls, divided Ling Xize one, waited for a while, put the seasoning bag in sequence, and cooked a pot of instant noodles in an orderly manner.

"Your birthday gift is ready."

After picking up half a bowl of instant noodles, Si Sheng grabbed it with chopsticks, blew the heat, and then put it into his mouth.

Ling Xize held the bowl and noodles with his hands. After lowering his eyes, he looked at him without any curiosity and asked calmly: "Is this bowl of instant noodles?"

Si Sheng choked by him, "Can I be so perfunctory?"

After eating the noodles, Ling Xize felt something was wrong with his taste: the taste was surprisingly good.

After swallowing it, he glanced at it squintedly and said, "After all, I have confiscated your birthday gift and I have never felt your wonderful ideas."

Then, he added: "You can't do this kind of thing."

“…”

The weather was too cold, and the instant noodles became cold in a blink of an eye. Si Sheng was too lazy to bother with him.

Let's get through after eating.

Two packs of instant noodles and a few chopsticks, two of them will be seen in a blink of an eye.

After finishing the meal, Si Sheng found two white steamed buns from the bulging mountaineering bag, divided Ling Xize and the two of them poured a bowl of soup each and took the steamed buns to solve the problem.

When he threw a plastic bag to Ling Xize, Si Sheng hinted that he would pack up and asked, "Are you full?"

Receiving his fate, Ling Xize asked deliberately: "If you are not full, what else can you change?"

I came after lunch, but I was not hungry at all, but because of what Si Sheng made and gave it to him, he ate it.

"Two packs of compressed biscuits, one self-heated hot pot, one self-heated rice. And a few pieces of chocolate."

“…”

You are really a treasure.

Seeing that she read so much in one breath, Ling Xize couldn't help but laugh.

“Give a piece of chocolate.”

Si Sheng was quite generous and was afraid that he would not be full, so he grabbed a handful of chocolate and gave him a compressed biscuit.

"Okay, I'll clean up and show you something."

Si Sheng clapped his hands and got up, he took the horse stool by the way.

Ling Xize consciously worked hard, wrapped the gas stove and the pot in separate plastic bags, separated the garbage, bowls and chopsticks, and then stuffed them all into Si Sheng's mountaineering bag.

After packing up, Ling Xize stood on one side, peeled off a piece of chocolate, and distributed half to Si Sheng, and then looked at her leisurely.

Thinking randomly in my heart—

If Si Sheng dared to give him a set of boxing skills in person, he would dare to record it and play it in a loop.

"Just put the things here, come with me."

After saying that, Si Sheng tightened his down jacket and led the way along a small path.

The road was too narrow, and Ling Xize could not walk side by side with her, so he could only follow her step by step.

Even though the depression is seen in the severe winter, the scenery in the forest is just right, with trees, fallen leaves and snow intertwining into another beautiful scenery unique to the winter.

Ling Xize was unwilling to enjoy the scenery, and his eyes fell on Si Sheng's back, on the ends of her hair, on the snowflakes on her shoulders, on the strands of hair raised by the wind, on the hem of her clothes, and even on the leaves she was unwilling to pull into her hands, every move, every minute, could hold his sight tightly.

It takes about ten minutes to walk.

Si Sheng stopped at the top of the slope.

Then Ling Xize, who went up, had a broad vision again. The towering trees blocking the way ahead suddenly disappeared, and replaced by an open space, with barren grasslands near it, large areas of land, and far away were harvested farmland, frosty ponds, and densely intertwined fields.

A little further away, it is a village with houses staggered and smoke rising from the cooking stove, wisps and wisps, and a thin mist at the height, which is quiet and beautiful.

"Buzzing--"

The sound of the engine attracted Ling Xize's attention from far to near.

He suddenly raised his eyes and moved his eyes upwards. An object in the air went from far to near, and it became clearer in his vision. After a few seconds, Ling Xize, who saw the object clearly, climbed up to the tip of his eyebrows in his eyes in surprise.

It was a drone.

To be precise, it is a drone with a different structure than the conventional one. It has a multi-rotor shape that is almost the same as that of conventional civilian drones on the market, but it uses light wood, unpainted, and the material is clearly distinguishable.

Realizing something, as she approached, Ling Xize looked forward, and sure enough, she saw a simple remote control in Si Sheng's hand, and she controlled it with both hands.

Si Sheng just turned sideways, and the tips of the phoenix eyes raised lightly. His smile was clear and he passed through the wind and snow, and rushed into his heart without any haste.

She said, "Look carefully."

The next moment, Ling Xize raised his eyes again.

The drone was suspended in the sky, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and a vague "click" sound.

Like magic, the fuselage changes with the sound of the click, and the subtle changes of the mechanism are difficult to capture by the naked eye. Only wood chips pop up on both sides, two thin trees stretching out horizontally, pulling a touch of red underneath, stretching and extending. At the moment of reaching the limit, the mechanism that bound the red one loosened, and spreading out something, and then looked closely, there were two red strips of cloth.

This change of form made Ling Xize stunned, but soon, the stunning burst in his heart was taken back in an instant.

Two strips of cloth, each with beautiful running script, wrote four words.

On the left: Blessings are as blessed as the East China Sea.

Right: Shoubi Nanshan.

“…”

Ling Xize was stunned for a while, speechless.

Si Sheng's nature has an indescribable evil taste, and his style of doing things is unpredictable. He does not like to follow the rules and comfortable rules, and likes to create natural accidents. Only those that are uncontrollable and unexpected will only add interest to her.

Unexpectedly, as expected.

"I originally planned to add some ribbons below, but it is difficult to clean up the things in the wilderness." After Si Sheng explained, he raised his eyebrows at Ling Xize, "How is it, are you still doing it?"

The little emotions of pride and proud flew out from the eyebrows, but they pretended to be humble. I retreated and deliberately gave you a chance to praise.

After whining, Ling Xize forced himself to ignore the eight big words and regained the previous surprise.

Ling Xize said in a good manner: "It was shocking to the heavens."

Si Sheng was so happy.

He was also happy and asked, "It depends entirely on the mechanism?"

If Si Sheng's concept has not changed so far, then according to Si Sheng's concept, the original mechanism should be used as much as possible. When the form changes, the entire power will never be controlled. Instead, it will be completed by itself by using the internally sophisticated mechanism components after remote control of a certain trigger point.

Complete all this in half a month...

As the project is estimated, Ling Xize can only speculate: in recent years, Si Sheng's research on institutional techniques has become more and more sophisticated.

You can't help but recognize Si Sheng's excellence.

In recent years, he has met many elites in this industry, including talented and accumulated, and has been cultivated by the country for a lot of money, but he has never met the second Si Sheng.

Si Sheng threw the remote control to Ling Xize, "It's almost the same, use a button to control the trigger point."
To be continued...