Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

55. Selective Amnesia

Wei Cao slept for a long time, so long that Feng Qingyu had finished his "breakfast" and then stretched on the floor of the room for an hour, a stretching session for all ages after exercise.

Tired joints become soothed after stretching exercises, greatly alleviating the indescribable soreness that follows.

Rhodes Island sent a communication, assigning Feng Qingyu an off-site mission. When Wei Cao woke up and had dinner, the natural disaster had almost left Xiosta.

The location of the field mission happened to be Xiosta. The Xiosta office encountered some minor problems and needed an operator to come and help. The operators in the entire office were busy dealing with the chores at hand and were too busy to handle them, so they specifically requested an operator who could use fire attribute spells to provide support.

Feng Qingyu just happened to know how to use some of these skills, and Wei Cao was an expert in fire magic, and was the person most needed by the Xiosta office. The office had already prepaid part of the overtime pay, and it seemed that they were sincere, so she had no choice but to agree first.

If Reed doesn't want to go, then he will go alone.

Feng Qingyu didn't want to give up the great opportunity to practice fire magic. The overtime pay was not the point, the point was that she wanted to find something to do and quickly become a Drake who could stand on her own.

The currently known Draco - Tallulah, Reed and Abrana, each of them is ten or even nine times stronger than her. She must work harder to catch up and live up to her bloodline.

After half past four, Wei Cao's sleeping body was awakened by hunger.

The empty stomach was craving for some food to fill it. There was unopened bottle of water on the table in advance. Weicao was feeling thirsty, so he picked up the bottle and drank half of it in one breath.

My body is still tired even after sleeping for so long.

"I should sleep less next time."

Sleeping too long will make the body tired. She looked at the time on the wall clock and it was almost evening. She slept from last night until evening, and roughly estimated that she slept for fifteen hours.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable after sleeping on the sofa, twice as much as the average person.

The clothes she was wearing disappeared, and Wei Cao was not sure if she had sleepwalking. During sleepwalking, sleepwalkers would unconsciously make strange behaviors, and the clothes might be at that time...

Next time I see Dr. Kal'tsit, I must ask her to prescribe some medicine to improve sleep quality. A good sleep is more important than a delicious meal.

Wei Cao moved her body, and felt very sticky, especially her legs. She must have forgotten to take a shower last night. She only remembered that Feng Qingyu went into the bathroom first, and she sat on the sofa waiting, and fell asleep while waiting.

Feng Qingyu stood on the balcony enjoying the pleasure brought by tobacco. When he saw Weicao wake up, he took the last puff, pressed the cigarette butt into the hotel's glass ashtray, opened the refrigerator, and brought out the sobering lemon tea.

"Come for a drink?"

"Thank you... I do feel a little nauseous, and lemon tea is just what I need."

"last night……"

"I'm sorry, I fell asleep last night and slept until now."

"Forehead……"

"what happened?"

Seeing that Feng Qingyu looked strange, Wei Cao wondered if she was bothered by her sleepwalking. If so, she would have to ask Dr. Kal'tsit to prescribe some strong medicine.

My elder sister Abrana has the symptom of waking up in the middle of the night and sleepwalking. When she sleepwalks, she will take her spear and play with it in the yard for two hours. People who don’t know she has this strange problem would think that she can’t sleep in the middle of the night and gets up to train.

Weicao was awakened by the sound of her shooting practice, and stood by the second-floor window to watch. The plants in the yard were innocently harmed, swept by her sister's gun, and either turned into ashes and disappeared in the wind, or fell to the ground and quickly withered.

Maybe sleepwalking is hereditary, or passed from person to person.

"You knocked me out last night, remember?"

Feng Qingyu didn't want to suffer in silence.

Weicao must be held responsible for her drum, like the heroine in a romance novel who puts on her clothes and slips away the next day in a wronged manner, and then runs away with the ball. This is really lame, even lameer than Binbin who gets drunk after drinking a few bottles of wine.

"I'm sorry."

Wei Cao's mind was blank. Her memory was disconnected last night, and the last fragment stayed when she sat on the sofa, and she knew nothing after that. If she really did such a thing to her lovely colleague and distant relative, she would not be ashamed to worship King Gael in the future.

Her teachers and parents had taught her that she should finish what she started, take the responsibilities she should take, and make up for the people she hurt. Seeing how confident Feng Qingyu was, combined with her own physical exhaustion, the fact that her clothes were missing, and her tail was sore, she could be sure that what she said was true.

Her "sleepwalking" is 114514 times more powerful than her sister's gun-playing, and she actually went straight to mate.

Draco stood there for a long time, unable to let go.

Being dazed does not mean hesitating. Weicao has already prepared herself to take responsibility. Feng Qingyu mistakenly thought that she had mated and did not want to admit it, so he had to use his trump card. He pointed the leather drum towards Weicao's face, then quickly disarmed his lower body, allowing her to observe carefully.

The areas that were severely criticized are a little red and swollen.

As far as she knew, Feng Qingyu didn't like turkey noodles and didn't have hemorrhoids. She couldn't be so cruel to herself. The backpack contained only serious things and did not contain any tools for physical development.

Although Feng Qingyu's posture was very obscene, which made Weicao want to take a few more glances, in order to "atone her sins", she immediately lay on the ground and performed a standard squatting posture.

"No matter what... I will take responsibility for my mistakes. I swear on Victoria, on King Drakger, and on my family's behalf... Do you want me to apply some medicine on you? I... plan to go to the pharmacy first. I know there is an ointment that can quickly heal sphincter abrasions... The price... The price is not expensive. I'll pay for it..."

"Okay, don't be so intense next time. It's not like I can't do it with you. Just give me a heads up so I can be mentally prepared before we start."

Feng Qingyu lifted up the reeds under the soil and pulled the trousers that had slipped to his ankles back to their original position. This habit of letting people stare at him in situations other than mating made him want to dig a crack in the ground and crawl into it afterwards.

This was not the first or second time that the social death happened. Yiweicao's reaction was normal. He did not take the opportunity to tease her severely. The matter just passed. During dinner, everyone kept silent and did not mention the satisfying mating last night.

The dining place was a Dongguo restaurant in the central area of ​​Rochester, Mobile City. Feng Qingyu ordered the signature Dongguo chicken cutlet curry rice, while Weicao wanted to learn how to use chopsticks, so he ordered the more difficult ramen.

"We have a new mission. The Xiosta office needs an operator who can cast fire spells to help clean up the seashore scars. Half of our salary was paid in advance. I see that you are still sleepy, so I agreed to it temporarily. We will discuss it after you have rested well. If it is inconvenient for you, I can go by myself..."

"We'll set off right after dinner."

Reed was very interested in this task.

56. Return to the big group?

At seven o'clock in the evening, the mobile city of Rochester completely entered the safe zone that was not affected by the aftermath of the natural disaster. It finally stopped moving and used this area as a new resettlement point.

The original resettlement site can only be returned after all the source stone crystal clusters are dealt with, which is impossible to achieve in the short term. There are several flights from the airport to Xiosta, and the one with the shortest waiting time is at nine o'clock in the evening.

After booking the tickets online, you can't hang around for the rest of the time. You have to go to the airport a long time in advance to check in and get your boarding pass. There is no need to replenish supplies, Xiosta's office has them all.

Feng Qingyu stared at the airport runway outside the large glass floor-to-ceiling window, feeling a little emotional.

"In the end, I ended up in Xiosta. It seemed like something was guiding me."

A man with strange clothes passed by. He was wearing an airtight gray hooded robe in the middle of summer. He instantly attracted Feng Qingyu's attention.

It was either a national belief or they couldn't show their skin. If that person had a severe mineral disease and his arms were covered in black Originium crystals, such strange behavior would make sense.

There was a salty and damp smell about the weirdo.

The smell of sea water.

It was like seaweed that had been fermented in a jar for a long time, and its fishy and salty smell was enough to choke people. Feng Qingyu was almost vomited on the spot, and vomited out everything he had digested last night.

This may sound a bit exaggerated, but the strange smell on that person really made others feel sick. I don't know how long it had been since he had taken a shower to ferment such a terrible...poisonous fog.

Suddenly, the strange man stood beside her, his dark green eyes flickering under the mask, as strange as the legendary deep-sea evil spirit.

He opened his mouth and made a harsh sound like something sharp rubbing against stone.

"The ocean is calling. My fellow men, return to the herd..."

"What do you mean?"

"The ocean is calling. My fellow men, return to the herd..."

"Hello? What are you talking about?"

"Return to the herd... return to... the herd... destiny... your destiny is... here..."

The weirdo mechanically repeated this sentence, his voice without a trace of emotion, and it was almost the same as a repeater operating according to a program. If it weren't for his joints being able to move normally like a human, Feng Qingyu would have thought he was a machine made in human form.

After repeating that sentence more than a dozen times, he took out a rusty iron key from his pocket and handed it to Feng Qingyu. His hand was as rough as sandpaper and some tiny shadows of source stone crystals could be seen on it.

Judging from the roughness of his hands, he must be quite old, and his back was hunched, so he must be at least in his seventies or eighties.

The pattern carved on the iron key was very unfamiliar, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like Hai Si. Feng Qingyu wanted to ask him more, but when he turned around, he found that the strange man had disappeared, and he could not find the gray figure in the crowd at the airport.

The seawater smell of the strange man still lingered in her nose, and the cold, rusty iron key was still lying quietly in her palm. What happened just now really happened, and the passengers around were still complaining in a low voice that the guy made the air around him disgusting, and blaming the airport staff for allowing such a person to come in.

The key was not given to Weicao but to Feng Qingyu, which was also worrying.

The person who gave her the key was looking at her the whole time, and his last words were "destiny" and "your destiny lies here". There is an unknown connection between fate and the key, and what the connection is has to be witnessed personally.

Unfortunately, the weirdo didn't speak clearly enough and didn't say where the key would open the door, or which door it would lead to. This is very consistent with the Terran way of speaking, which likes to speak in riddles.

Everyone in Terra was a riddle person, she was used to it.

Although the key was severely rusted, it was wiped clean. Feng Qingyu directly hung it up with a pendant rope and wore it around his neck as a pendant. It would be easy to lose it if it was put in a pocket or a backpack, so it was better to carry it close to the body.

When you meet the legendary "destiny" one day, maybe this key will glow by itself like a game prop and guide the holder to the door (buishi).

Weicao just sighed "strange person" and continued to enjoy the cold black tea in his hand.

The incident with the strange man in the robe was just a minor incident during the waiting process, and they forgot about it as soon as they turned their heads. The flight they were waiting for began to board, and the airport broadcast a cold and formulaic announcement came.

"Hello passengers taking flight WD114 to Xiosta. Boarding for this flight is expected to start in 10 minutes. The plane is expected to arrive at Xiosta International Airport in four hours. I wish you a pleasant journey..."

Passengers in the terminal hall began to pack their things and prepared to go to the boarding gate indicated on their boarding passes.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Feng Qingyu had also been in an embarrassing situation where he was a little slow and almost missed the flight. The air ticket was so expensive, and it would be a huge loss if he missed it.

Passengers of all kinds lined up in a long queue in front of the boarding gate. Even though it was not the Obsidian Festival yet, Xiosta was in the off-season and the number of tourists going there was considerable. All the tickets were sold out and Feng Qingyu could hardly get a good seat.

Three people in a row is not as good as two people. An extra stranger in the middle will make Weicao feel uncomfortable. It is best to buy two seats connected together. The environment in the first class must be better than that in the economy class. Feng Qingyu spent a little more money to book two tickets.

You can see a very nice scenery from the window, especially when flying over the Xiosta Sea, with the azure blue water rippling below. The scene is so beautiful that it is beyond words.

The plane landed at Xiosta Airport just at sunrise. The Rhodes Island office was on the second floor of a water sports product store on the beach, which just satisfied our desire to stroll on the beach and enjoy the sunrise and sunset.

Wei Cao had never seen the sea of ​​Xiosta. She stared out of the plane window at the Rochester Airport shrouded in the night, and her tense face showed a rare smile like a girl.

"I've always been looking forward to traveling to Xiosta. My sister promised me, but she later forgot. I mentioned it once, but didn't get a positive response from her. Perhaps... our relationship is like that of two strangers with a blood relationship?"

"Don't think about your sister now. Get Abrana out of your mind and pretend she doesn't exist for now. Until the day comes when you have to face her, there is only one thing you have to do - enjoy your life to the fullest."

Feng Qingyu stuffed a piece of sickly sweet macaron into her mouth.

Macarons are also called Gallic macarons. Although Gaul has perished, the craftsmanship of making macarons has been preserved and is used by various countries in Terra. They can also be seen in dessert shops at airports.

Sweet things can produce a substance called dopamine, which can make people happy.

Wei Cao's heart was also sweetened by this macaron.

57. Definition of Family

Feng Qingyu began to feel drowsy just ten minutes after the plane took off.

The cabin was a completely enclosed space, and she would feel sleepy when in such an environment. The mating process with Weicao last night was too intense and tiring, and one night's sleep was far from enough, so she had to take a nap.

Once I arrived in Xiosta and took on the tasks of the office, sleeping leisurely became a luxury.

No one doesn't like sleeping, even though people spend one-third of their lives sleeping.

The cabin was very bright, so Feng Qingyu specially prepared a black light-blocking eye mask with a pair of glowing wolf eyes, which looked a bit magical. Ignoring the eye mask, her sleeping face was worth a closer look.

Weicao couldn't help himself after all, and kept his scorching gaze on this fellow.

She has a Yan face, a Western height, and facial features that are both three-dimensional and soft. She has the advantages of both Eastern and Western people and is attractive from any angle.

Being gentle to others is a very earthy attribute, but Feng Qingyu is really gentle to others, and being with them feels like family.

She was more like family to him than Abranah was.

Family members don’t necessarily have to be related by blood; once two people have had a physical relationship, it means that they have a bond that is stronger than others.

The other female operators of Rhodes Island should think so too. By having relationships with Operator Kuroba, they deepen their understanding and feelings for each other and become non-blood-related family members.

Hei Yu has the ability to make everyone happy, and her love can be divided equally into many parts, taking into account everyone she loves. No one will be sad and no one will feel lonely.

——The above content is compiled from Weicao’s understanding and the narration of a magic damage guard operator from Rhodes Island.

Weicao is not here to destroy this family. She actually wants to join this family (bushi).

The slender hand stopped at Feng Qingyu's cheek, and finally just lightly touched the tip of her nose, then quickly retracted, and turned her eyes to the scenery outside the porthole. It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen except the clouds and the night sky. But her mood was like a sunny spring day, extremely light and cheerful.

I don’t know how long this kind of life can last.

……

Feng Qingyu slept until she was ready to get off the plane. Her nickname of the "airplane sleeper" was well-deserved. Even the flight attendant's delivery of airline meals failed to wake her up. The taste of the airline meals was not attractive, not as delicious as the food made by the street stalls in Longmen.

As the flight altitude gradually dropped, a corner of Xiosta Beach could be seen from the window. The silver gravel was connected into one piece, and it was very soft to step on, like snow.

The sun was still sleeping below the horizon, not yet rising, and the night was being torn apart by the light of the morning sun. The dark blue was becoming lighter and lighter, and the milky white and golden warm light was like paint dripping into water, trying to spread around. The city had not yet fully awakened, like a drowsy girl, only opening her heavy eyelids and lying on her back to regain consciousness.

The airport is the brightest place in the entire city, with flights departing 24 hours a day and a huge passenger throughput.

After the flight taxied to a complete stop on the track, the crew opened the cabin door and passengers got off the plane one after another, including Feng Qingyu and Wei Cao. The morning breeze in Xiostar was very fresh, lacking the metal and oil smell of Victoria, and the busy atmosphere of Longmen.