In the new cabinet of Shendu.

After Prime Minister Zhou Zhexi asked the clerk to pack the materials, he hurried home by car. After returning home, he immediately went to the back hall and reported today's news to his old man.

The old man in his family is already a hundred years old this year.

~

Zhou Butong looked at the old woman in his garden who was accompanying her granddaughter with a kind face. The old woman who was twenty years younger than himself still had the lingering charm of her youth on her face.

Young people's love is sometimes like a glass of strong wine, stabbing into the heart like a burning knife - after drinking it, you become confused.

The love between the elderly is like a glass of wine, the longer it lasts, the more intoxicating it becomes.

Zhou Butong looked at the information sent by his great-grandson, his cloudy eyes flashing with light. Through the precipitation of years, his eyes seemed to have returned to the days of his youth.

In that era of Western Economic Union.

While eating beef noodles with life points, I and that person talked lightly about how to deal with the situation in Kyushu.

That was the most burning day.

But later, that person left during the Battle of Qionghai, and then came the era when the Nine Provinces King's Banner changed several times in ten years.

When Xialian collapsed, he had to go dormant. And dormancy requires capital, so he married the daughter of a northern senator, who is now his wife for sixty years.

And today, that person is back.

…

In the Lop Nur laboratory, Wei Keng took some time off and was asked to meet an old friend.

"Old friend?"

Walk into the projection room and follow the nanoparticles like flowing water to build a holographic scene.

Everything around has changed, and it has changed to a fast food restaurant that could be seen everywhere seventy years ago.

Although she knew this place was virtual, Wei Keng stood up silently and looked around. Soon, a red shadow appeared in Wei Keng's perspective. After scanning the surroundings, she aimed at the person in the corner.

Wei Keng. She walked to Wei Keng's desk.

This girl looked familiar to Wei Keng, but he didn't recognize her.

Wei Keng: I have been through the Pandora plane and the Kongtuan plane, and I have seen too many big girls. I don’t have the time to remember all those girls on the plane.

After checking the system information, he found out that Qin Hongyue was the girl when he first arrived in this plane seventy years ago. Mr. Wei checked it out from the encrypted memory bank and could still see the smooth back of that year.

If she were still alive, she would be a beautiful girl today.

~

The above memories made Wei Keng feel dazed for a second. Then he smiled and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. He even greeted the waiter in the surrounding scene and asked him to serve tea.

In this virtual scene, it is impossible to serve tea. Mr. Wei is so involved in the drama, he is the one who cooperates with the current situation and arranges all this.

Qin Hongyue sat in front of Wei Keng and stared at her: "Have you lost your memory?"

When Wei Keng heard this, he curled up his lips: "Intermittent amnesia, some things are remembered, and some things are not remembered. The things I remember include, that day, that night, I pushed away a beautiful night."

Hearing this, Qin Hongyue couldn't help but tremble, but said sadly: "That was a long time ago."

Wei Keng was making rapid calculations in his mind: He and Qin Hongyao almost had an affair back then. Logically speaking, no one knew about it, but the virtual figure in front of him could actually react in such a real way. Either Qin Hongyao was wearing an information recorder at that time,

It is left to contemporary people to analyze, or it is that they are now facing an artificial intelligence with very strong coping capabilities.

Wei Keng nodded and said, "Yes, it happened a long time ago."

Silence, a long silence.

The two of them got stuck on the topic.

Wei Keng, as for Wei Keng, was looking at the ceiling, thinking about that night with his lustful eyes.

~

five minutes later.

The surrounding teahouse scene of the last century completely disappeared as the nanoparticles melted, and a new scene began to be simulated again.

Wei Keng watched this second scene with his eyes. He was now in a large courtyard.

A young man sitting in a wheelchair and wearing glasses is in front of him. This person feels familiar to himself, but he also needs to consult old memories.

After Bai Linglu gave the prompt, Wei Keng thought to himself: Oh, it's Zhou Shentong. He is younger and cleaner than the guy he met back then, and is equivalent to a college student who has just graduated. In this scene, you can

Feel free to adjust your appearance.

~

Mr. Wei stared at this guy, crossed his legs and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhou Butong stared at Wei Keng, and after a long time he asked with difficulty: "Don't you recognize me?"

Wei Keng: "The second time, answer, I have lost my memory."

Zhou Boutong began to change, and his appearance aged rapidly while he was sitting in a wheelchair. A young man's hair quickly turned gray, then pure white, his hair disappeared, and his face was covered with age spots.

Wei Keng was stunned for a moment, and he was sure that this might be what people are like today.

"I am Zhou Boutong." Zhou Boutong said, "Your Majesty General, welcome to your rebirth in the new era."

"Zhou~bu~tong~" Wei Keng silently recited word by word, always feeling that he couldn't read it smoothly.

Zhou Boutong smiled and said: "Same as before, you are not used to calling me this name."

Mr. Wei nodded, with a sly look in his eyes, and said, "How about I call you Xiao Zhou?"

Zhou Boutong grinned: "Back then, General Wei didn't call me that." When he said this, Zhou Boutong seemed to be sure that Wei Keng had indeed lost his past memory.

Wei Keng spread his hands: "I climbed out of the grave. I am not here to guess riddles, nor am I here to recognize my old friends. If you have anything to do, please tell me quickly."

Zhou Boutong: "I want to know, do you think you are Wei Keng back then?"

Wei Keng: "Don't today's China recognize that four thousand years of Xia Wei are the same strain?"

Zhou Boutong seemed to be old and frail, and after a long time he responded: "It's different. Dynasties can be reincarnated, but people can't be resurrected after death."

Wei Keng: "People can die, but Tao cannot be destroyed. I don't regret what happened sixty years ago today, so why can't I think that I am the same person I was then."

If it was his first time to travel, Wei Keng would not dare to say this. But after experiencing three planes, in the Pandora plane, including Zhenxin, several of him died. In the arcane plane, he calmly stagnated himself.

thinking. Therefore, Wei Keng today takes a dim view of life and death.

For Wei Keng today, death is not scary. Anyway, there are still individuals with the same thinking as himself, adhering to his own "Keng" nature, and going on as always.

How should I put it? There was a time when Wei Keng did not understand why martyrs looked at life and death with a smile.

At that time, I was thinking about what I could play on Sunday, and all I knew was: death means destruction.

However, he split up and became a large number of independent thoughts. After understanding the feeling after being killed several times, he suddenly understood:

The reason why martyrs are fearless is because they have a country, a family, and a path to follow, so the body is destroyed but the spirit remains.

Because I firmly believe that there will still be a will similar to my own that will continue to exist.

As for those who are countryless, have no faith, betray their clan, and lose their righteousness, they are destined to be forgotten by the world. If they die, they may really be gone.

Wei Keng slowly stood up and stared at Zhou Butong in the virtual image.

Zhou Butong, who was thousands of miles away, felt strange at this moment. Although he was across the screen and thousands of miles away, there was no way he could be affected by the superpower, but he felt an invisible pressure. This pressure came from

The promise he made with that person in the past, long, long ago.

Wei Keng said slowly: "I seem to have remembered that I once had a like-minded partner, Zhou Shentong..."

Thousands of miles away, Zhou Butong's breath was frustrated. It was as if a primary school student was asked to "call parents" in class.

Half an hour ago, he was supposed to be doing "screening" work, but now~ he is being screened!

For Zhou Boutong, no matter how "Wei Keng" Wei Xin was, he was sure that it was Wei Keng's will who spoke to him like this.

Wei Keng stared at him, as if sarcastically, but also as if he was nostalgic, and with emotion that the old man was still alive, and said: "He was very good back then. I don't know if he is still alive today. Are you his relative?"

"

Zhou Boutong's orange face forced a smile: "Yes."

Wei Keng nodded: "I still remember him." A few seconds later, he emphasized again: "I still remember him."

What followed was a full five minutes of silence.

Zhou Butong said with difficulty: "Thank you."

~

Then the communication ended.

When Zhou Butong ended the communication and withdrew to the virtual hall, he met Zhao Luochi, who was still waiting, and several other old people from those years.

Originally, according to the procedure, these old people were planning to jointly screen Wei Keng.

The so-called "screening" refers to the alliance of political giants from all parties, who do not want other parties to unilaterally influence Wei Xin.

And now.
To be continued...