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If the other party came back late from overtime, she would cook the meals, sit on the sofa and watch TV, waiting for him to come back.

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Xue got up and went to open the door.

After taking two steps, I was stunned.

Wake up, this is reality.

Uncle didn't know she was back, so no one should come looking for her.

If there is something wrong with the site, I will call her directly.

"Who?"

she asked warily.

A lazy and casual voice came from outside the door: "Guess?"

Yang Xue was startled, and immediately opened the door.

The longing person appeared outside the door with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Dr. Yang Da, it's not right for you to go home and be lazy when I'm not here."

……

Zhang Jue's return immediately filled the family with life.

He looked left and right: "It's not bad, it's pretty clean, wow, what is this thing, the red and yellow ones are so pretty, it makes me hungry—"

Seeing his pretentious appearance, Yang Xue could only helplessly shake her head, and didn't expect him to change, otherwise he wouldn't be Zhang Jue.

She took out another pair of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and put them on the table.

"I thought you were still in Jingzhou, and you didn't say hello when you came back."

The tone of resentment, but the eyes are shining.

Zhang Jue filled some noodles by himself, ate it in one bite, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Of course I want to give some people a surprise—not talking about you, I'm talking about those bastards on the site, but I guess someone tipped them off. When I went back, they all honestly did experiments and wrote reports. Even There is no laziness, it's too fake."

Yang Xue gave him a white look, and picked up the bowl herself.

It seems to be more delicious than before.

"How's the matter?" Yang Xue ate a few mouthfuls of noodles, but still asked the most worried thing in her heart.

Zhang Jue's trip was not for tourism, but for very important things to do.

"There is some progress, but not much." Zhang Jue poured part of the soup into his bowl and stirred it with chopsticks. "I found Yu Hongbo, but I didn't get any useful information."

Yang Xue shook her head, feeling a little regretful.

But Zhang Jue laughed and ate the noodles, not paying much attention.

"Don't worry about me. Since those people want to kill me, let them come and see if it's their swords or my life."

……

Antarctic permafrost.

Chaos Insurgency headquarters.

This is where even the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures does not know.

No one except the Chaos Insurgency high command knows where the entrance is.

However, on this day, an unexpected visitor came in front of the huge iceberg.

His hair is very long, and his bangs cover half of his face, which makes people look uncomfortable.

The mechanical door opened slowly, and Fu En walked out from inside.

A team of heavily armed security guards followed behind.

He looked at the mysterious man and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The mysterious man smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am, I came here to do Mr. Horton a favor."

Bill Holden is the father of Vonn and Woz, the leader of the Chaos Insurgency.

His name is rarely known.

Vaughan narrowed his eyes.

The man in front of him came to Antarctica alone, facing the gun without fear.

He even threatened to help his father, which was crazy.

Just as he wanted the armed personnel behind him to arrest him and interrogate him, he heard a low voice from the earphone: "Let him in."

Fu En was stunned for a moment, and then respectfully said: "Yes, father."

So, under the escort of many armed personnel, the mysterious man came to the depths of the Chaos Insurgency's lair.

He was taken to a secret room.

On the wall of the secret room, there is a huge screen.

On the screen, a vague figure was sitting on a high-backed chair with a glass of red wine in his hand.

Judging from the body shape, it should be a middle-aged man with a strong build.

Even through the screen, you can feel the oppression emanating from him.

Needless to say, this must be the leader of the Chaos Insurgency.

"Tell me, what can you do with me?" Horton's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"I can help the Chaos Insurgency to fulfill a wish," said the mysterious man.

Holden gently shook the goblet in his hand: "Oh? What wish?"

"Mr. Horton, do you want to kill Zhang Jue?"

The mysterious man raised his bangs, revealing the half of his face that was covered.

It seems to have been tortured by the cannon fire in ancient C country, engraved with three English letters

——MRW.

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Chapter 332 Figured it out

Yang Xue didn't know how to sum up her mood.

A year ago, her life had only the words research, experiment, life and death.

Occasionally seeing those glamorous stars in the news, she always feels that she is not in the same world as the other party.

She knows why.

She has spent the vast majority of her life on-site.

Facing those horrible projects all day long, endless experiments.

She felt like an emotionless machine that kept turning, but looked the same every day.

She can even imagine her life in 20 or even 50 years.

But she didn't regret it, and her father and uncle came here in the same way.

It is impossible for everyone to live well. Someone has to do something, and someone has to sacrifice.

This idea has been maintained for a long time, until... his arrival.

This man named Zhang Jue added a lot of vitality to her dull and boring life.

For the first time, she felt that being alive was fun.

At this moment, she was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the figure who was spreading the quilt on the floor, feeling warm in her heart.

The house Yang Xue bought was a one-bedroom, after all, she only had so much money.

Every time he spends the night here, Zhang Jue always sleeps on the sofa in the living room.

But this time, the air conditioner was broken.

The air conditioner in the living room was hardly even turned on.

But sometimes, things are just like this, if you use it, it’s fine, but if you don’t use it, it breaks down somehow.

Zhang Jue clapped twice at the air conditioner that was taller than him, and successfully changed it from being unable to cool down to being unable to turn on.

Jiangzhou in July is already very hot, especially at night, when there is no wind at all, it is very stuffy.

There is no mat on the sofa, so if you sleep on it overnight, it may not be very comfortable.

Yang Xue couldn't bear to let Zhang Jue suffer this kind of crime, and finally decided to let him come to her bedroom to lay the floor.

"Oh, what a shame."

Zhang Jue said, and then jumped down twice to get his quilt.

It was said that it was his quilt, but it was actually Yang Xue's.

She has lived here for several years from her senior year to the postgraduate entrance examination and doctoral examination.

After taking a shower in her bathroom, Zhang Jue pulled up the thin air-conditioning quilt after lying down, and sniffed it vigorously: "It smells so good."

Yang Xue blushed a little.

But Zhang Jue shouldn't be able to tell, because she had just finished washing, and her face was flushed red from the hot water.

Even in summer, girls have to take a hot bath.

Looking at Zhang Jue who covered his head under the quilt under the bed, Yang Xue couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile.

I just feel that he always has a kind of childishness and is not serious.

Sleeping in the same room with a man is an experience Yang Xue has never had.

Even if I went to CS City with him two months ago, I booked two rooms.

In a few months, she will have her 27th birthday.

Seeing that Ben San's age is not too young.

In fact, she knows that even if a girl of this age is not married, she probably lives with her boyfriend and spends every day together.

But she is busy, she can't finish those experiments, how can she have time to think about this kind of thing.

I've been deceiving myself with this reason before.

But Zhang Jue broke this balance.

Over the past year, they have experienced enough things to write a short story.

There are dangers, but as long as he is by his side, everything will be fine.

But no one pierced the last layer of window paper.

Yang Xue is a girl after all, so she can't just pull Zhang Jue into her bed.

She also has her own pride.

She could actually guess why Zhang Jue didn't mention this matter - because of the coming end.

Time is the thing that slips away the most when people aren't looking.

It was said to be three years later, but after careful calculation, it is actually only a little more than two years.

Strange things happen frequently all over the world, and even the projects that have been contained by the Authority have become active, and the rain is about to come.

Zhang Jue had been putting out fires everywhere, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

Although he himself never complained of being tired, Yang Xue felt sorry for him.

Fortunately, she is no longer the screaming researcher she was back then, and she can silently do something for him, even if it is not much.