Can read minds and not mark

Lin Han keenly noticed the change in He Yunting: "What's wrong?"

He Yunting himself had not recovered from the shock, but he was too used to hiding everything and said subconsciously: "It's okay."

He didn't want to hide it from Lin Han, but now that the two of them couldn't see each other, telling him would only increase his worries.

While talking to Lin Han, he thought about it, did he really remember it wrong?

He doubted himself briefly.

But he is very confident in his memory. Whatever he has experienced can leave traces in his mind.

He quickly calmed down and felt that there was such a blank space. If it was not his problem, then there must be something missing somewhere.

As long as there are omissions, if you review and investigate again, you will definitely find the problem.

But it's too late now. There are new tasks tomorrow. It's not the time to think about what happened three years ago.

Lin Han didn't ask any more questions, and just said with concern: "Is there anything else that needs to be checked?"

He Yunting's voice didn't sound unusual, and he calmly replied, "No more." After a moment, he paused and said, "But maybe you have to come here from time to time these days."

Lin Han said "Okay" and didn't ask any more questions.

The two chatted naturally for a few more words. Lin Han tidied up He Yunting's study and then sat back on the chair to rest.

"Your study is so empty," Lin Han asked curiously, "This house is so big, don't you usually live in it?"

"Someone will come regularly to clean up, and the housekeeper will make arrangements." He Yunting replied.

"Oh." Lin Han responded, "Then I'll go back."

It seemed that both of them had a delayed shyness. After that incident, they would rather listen to the voice and imagine what the other person looked like, but neither of them took the initiative to click on the video button. They were so innocent that they hardly looked like two adult men.

"Lin Han." He Yunting suddenly changed the subject, "I plan to ask Qi Jiamu to follow you these two days, and take some time to go to Xu Zhiheng's laboratory to check on his brother."

"You should be more impressed with him. I heard he's getting better. Find out how far he's gotten."

"it is good."

"Don't worry about what Qi Jiamu will do. He doesn't have the key to the last door. What's more, his brother still needs to maintain treatment." He Yunting added as if he understood Lin Han's worries.

"What about you?" Lin Han asked. Even though he knew that this question was meaningless and unhelpful, he still couldn't help blurting out, "How are you?"

He Yunting said without hesitation: "No problem. Once the plan is deployed, it can be implemented."

Lin Han remembered what He Yunting said before: "Isn't the Proton Star very tricky?"

When Qi Jiaze attacked him on the battleship, He Yunting did not hesitate to draw his gun and shoot. What's more, there are many people on the Proton Star who seem to have fused similar genes. According to He Yunting's style, there may be a river of blood and all risks will be eliminated. possible.

"It's nothing." He Yunting didn't want to say anything more, and even hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried about scaring Lin Han and didn't want to tell him his plan.

But Lin Han guessed right and didn't ask any more questions. He just said soothingly: "You can do nothing wrong."

"Don't hesitate or have doubts," Lin Han said, "I will always be on your side."

He Yunting remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Lin Han thought he was asleep or something else happened that the other party responded gently and said, "Okay."

"wait me back."

"Then you go to bed early, it's very late over there now," Lin Han couldn't stop himself from becoming verbose, so he had to give up and let himself go, "I'll tell Qi Jiamu tomorrow."

"Ah."

Lin Han wanted to hang up but was reluctant to do so. While he felt that he had such a moment, he also wanted to hear more words from He Yunting.

But He Yunting is still very straightforward sometimes. When Lin Han didn't speak for a long time, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lin Han smiled self-deprecatingly, but his eyes were full of tenderness. He called the other party's name, "He Yunting."

"Then when I come back with Qi Jiamu tomorrow...can I sleep at your house?"

Lin Han's face began to turn red before he finished speaking. Fortunately, the two of them were not on video calls at the moment. He coughed and gave himself an excuse that sounded lame: "I...I have never lived in such a big manor. "

He knew that He Yunting could hear that he was looking for a reason, but he didn't care.

"Okay." As expected, He Yunting didn't ask any more questions. His tone was even less serious than before and had a little more rare softness. It was almost impossible for him to say it before, "You can do whatever you want."

-

Lin Han contacted Qi Jiamu obediently the next day, got off work an hour early, and went to Xu Zhiheng's secret laboratory together.

Recently, my colleagues at the institute find it amazing that the workaholic doesn't work overtime for several days in a row, doesn't arrive early in the morning, communicates with people from time to time, and sometimes even sees military-specific aircraft.

Many people secretly speculated in their hearts that Lin Han, who was so obsessed with mecha research, would actually have such a day.

He seemed to have met someone from the military. He didn't know which Alpha could actually catch his eye. What's more, could a person like Lin Han, who seemed to be only interested in work, really have a good relationship?

Did Lin Han meet someone during the training?

First of all, exclude He Yunting and Lu Anhe. After all, these two people are not in the empire.

Secondly, judging from the posture of this aircraft, the military rank should be high, and I don’t know which base boss he is.

My colleagues were so curious that they scratched the windows, but they still didn’t know who the Alpha was.

But Lin Han didn't care what these people were thinking and followed Qi Jiamu to the laboratory.

This laboratory was extensively renovated after Xu Zhiheng was threatened. The keys were changed from the appearance to the entrance. Qi Jiamu only had the outer key. The key to the door that closed Qi Jiaze only had He Yunting. and Xu Zhihengyou.

Lin Han clearly felt that every time Qi Jiamu took a step inside, the expression on his face became more nervous, fearing that he would see a scene that he could not accept.

But fortunately, all the displays were exactly the same as when Xu Zhiheng left, and the top-level security system responsible for monitoring was not triggered.

And Qi Jiaze was lying quietly on the cold experimental bed.

He was very quiet. He had been sleeping for an unknown period of time. His delicate facial features were stretched out on his pale face. He did not need to eat. He had a special nutritional circulation system that injected therapeutic drugs and nutrients into his body through a deep special indwelling needle. .

Qi Jiamu couldn't help but knock on the glass door and called the boy's name: "Aze——"

"Aze, Aze."

"Brother is here."

His voice was not loud, but after a while, the boy inside seemed to really make some movement. His eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

His ears seemed to be unable to hear the sound, but in another way, he sensed someone calling him.

Qi Jiaze's eyes moved and he turned his head slightly stiffly.

Lin Han saw that the scar on the back of his neck seemed to be getting better, and the glands were slightly collapsed, but there didn't seem to be any more terrifying symptoms.

Qi Jiamu still called his name. After a long time, the young man finally understood something from the other person's mouth. He slowly sat up from the experimental bed, stretched out his hand towards the glass door, and murmured with his lips.

It seems to be saying, "Brother, brother".

Lin Han thought Qi Jiamu was going to cry.

But he didn't in the end. He just talked to the people inside with red eyes, talking about trivial matters, talking about what he had experienced after leaving his brother, saying that he had entered the base, had a high allowance, and lived a happy life every day. good.

The young man reacted. He stood across the glass door, knowing that he couldn't reach it, but he still slowly spread his fingers, trying to touch Qi Jiamu's hand through the air.

When the two left, Lin Han heard Qi Jiamu say: "When you get better, my brother will store your things in the exhibition hall."

"You'll never have to worry about it disappearing."

-

Qi Jiamu's mood recovered very well, and he basically calmed down again after walking out of the laboratory. He asked Lin Han, "Mr. Lin, can I take you home?"

Lin Han was about to nod, then thought for a moment and said, "Can you take me back and bring that Ku Geer over?"

Qi Jiamu was confused: "Mr. Lin, are you going?"

Lin Han told the address of He Yunting's manor.

Qi Jiamu understood in his heart and stopped talking.

After picking up Gululu from the apartment, Qi Jiamu then dutifully sent Lin Han to the manor.

Probably because there was a small creature in the aircraft, Qi Jiamu slowed down the speed: "This way it won't faint."

Lin Han thanked him and smiled at Qi Jiamu.

The two have spent a lot of time together recently, and Qi Jiamu sometimes finally talks more: "Mr. Lin, have you been to the Galaxy Exhibition Hall?"

Lin Han paused while holding Gululu in his hand: "No, what's wrong?"

Qi Jiamu felt a little regretful: "I want to save something."

"Aze's."

He didn't say what it was, but said calmly: "When I was a child, I lived in a civilian area, and Aze was not in good health. But he always wanted to go there and save the things he felt were precious."

"I don't have anything valuable, but Aze does," Qi Jiamu said. "Now that I finally have some money, I don't know if I can afford the storage fee."

"But I still want to take him to have a look and wait until he recovers." Qi Jiamu felt that he had talked a bit too much and smiled sheepishly, "I thought you would know something about it since you have been there, so I just wanted to ask."

The aircraft quickly arrived at the helipad of the manor. Qi Jiamu was worried about an accident and walked Lin Han to the door before preparing to leave.

"I also longed for it when I was a child." Lin Han said when he turned around, "I am also interested now. If you don't mind, wait until I go there in person and tell you again."

Qi Jiamu was stunned for a moment, and then said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Lin."

-

Lin Han carried Gulu into the manor.

In fact, he had no intention of visiting. The study and bedroom were on the same floor, so Lin Han went straight upstairs just like the first time he came.

He Yunting's room here is indeed no different from the base. If it didn't look more luxurious, it would be just another copy of the drab room.

Everything was organized very well, and every item was in its proper place, except for Lin Han and the little guy in his hand.

Lin Han looked at the clean and tidy bed not far away, as well as some of He Yunting's personal belongings.

Then I should be part of these personal belongings.

He put Gululu down, but he still stood there in a daze.

I want to get closer and stick closer.

Miss each other's smell.

And the gentle yet strong hands holding him.

What he looked like when he was lying on this bed, he would definitely not be like me, habitually curling up, and sometimes he would be troubled by meaningless dreams and keep turning over.

Maybe his sleeping position is also boring.

But I just couldn’t help but think about it.

Gululu gets very excited every time he changes to another environment, not to mention that He Yunting's home is countless times bigger than Lin Han's apartment, and there are many more novel things that he has never seen before, and he is staring at it curiously at the moment. Extinguished fireplace look.

The room was very empty, He Yunting's regular shirt was still hanging and was ironed to perfection.

Lin Han felt a little ashamed at first, but then he thought about it, there was no one else here except the little guy, so he walked to He Yunting's flat bed by accident.

He remembered what He Yunting asked him to check earlier. Although he didn't understand it, he was slightly worried.

But there was no point in asking him.

He Yunting will definitely report the good news but not the bad news. He will talk about the most unoptimistic situation in the calmest tone, and then comfort himself that he is fine and ask himself to wait for his return.

Seeing that he was still for a long time, Gululu jumped at his feet, shook the hair on his body, followed Lin Han's trouser legs, and rushed to He Yunting's bed. His small body landed on it, forming a shallow , lovely depression.

It couldn't see Lin Han's expression, so it didn't know if he was sad, so it could only get closer to him quietly.

The window of He Yunting's room was half open, and the wind blew in, puffing up Lin Han's thin single clothes. The young man knelt on the bed, held up the quilt as soft as his heart at the moment, lowered his head, and folded half of his clothes. His face was buried in it.

There was an unfinished, fresh breath in the wind. He really wanted to dissolve himself into the wind, so that every particle of smoke that moved with it could be filled with love.

How could he like someone so much?

Lin Han thought.

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