Can read minds and not mark

The past few days have been relatively peaceful, and the base is not that busy. The two of them would meet sometimes, but they would just stop there and not do anything else.

Lin Han listened to He Yunting's words very much. After the other party said those words, he wore gloves obediently. He would be careful not to let himself come into contact with him in his behavior, and he would wear clothes tightly when hugging him.

Neither of them mentioned the matter again for several days, as if Lin Han was not curious at all and quietly accepted the fact.

All the people and research related to Gu Miao were completely destroyed by He Yunting. However, some samples did not match the names, and there was still no way to find the egas who had been used as experimental subjects but had not been found.

And why was the experiment restarted after three years? Or are these egas remnants of the last time, just found and used again?

But the good news is that Xu Zhiheng has been focusing on Qi Jiaze during this period, and his efforts have not been in vain. Qi Jiaze's recovery speed is getting faster and faster, and now he has reached the level where he can communicate normally with people very slowly.

Although his reaction was still slow, his words gradually became more coherent.

When He Yunting came to the laboratory, he saw Qi Jiamu, who was allowed to visit, talking very hard to his brother, while the other party struggled to reply word by word.

He came closer and heard Qi Jiaze say, "Brother, I'm fine."

He saw Qi Jiamu thanking Xu Zhiheng constantly. He could hardly say anything else except thank you, and the other party smiled lightly, as if the hard work he had done day and night during this period was not worth mentioning.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling, but when he thought that if he hadn't stopped him three years ago, Lin Han might be in this situation now, He Yunting's heart suddenly tightened and felt uncomfortable.

"Thank you." He finally spoke and said to Xu Zhiheng.

It was obvious that Xu Zhiheng cared more about He Yunting's thank you. His tired face regained a little energy, but he could still see the tiredness of day and night: "It's nothing."

Xu Zhiheng paused, wondering if he thought of a certain boy who was left behind on Proton Star, and glanced sideways at Qi Jiaze, who was trying to speak.

After a while, he stood up, as if he wanted to say something emotional to He Yunting, and stretched out his hand to shake the other person, but He Yunting ducked out of habit and took a step back to avoid it.

Seeing that He Yunting was still wary of him, Xu Zhiheng didn't feel embarrassed. He even smiled politely and said, "I'm sorry that you were misunderstood because of me and that you were on guard against me. I'm very sorry."

He Yunting didn't speak, nor did he approach Xu Zhiheng again because of these words. He just nodded as if he understood.

"By the way," He Yunting suddenly thought of something, "I have a question for Professor Xu."

Xu Zhiheng raised his head and waited for him to ask questions.

"Since you have done research on this...do you know when his glands were destroyed? Just make an inference."

Xu Zhiheng didn't expect him to ask this. His expression froze for a moment before he said, "How many years have it been?"

"Preliminary estimate is at least two years."

"Thank you." He Yunting asked no more questions and left the laboratory.

He originally wanted to go to the base, but it was getting late. Just as he was thinking about where to go, his communicator lit up.

Lin Han's voice sounded normal: "I'm off work, where are you?"

He Yunting told the truth.

"Are you...are you free?" Lin Han paused, "I want to use your aircraft."

The transportation in the core area is very convenient. If Lin Han wants to use an aircraft, it is probably the same as the last time he went to the zoo in Q area, and he wants to go somewhere outside the core area.

"Have."

He Yunting thought of the current situation between the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Should Lu Anhe send you off, or should I come here myself."

"It would be nice if you could come and accompany me." Lin Han's tone became softer and he said, "Change your clothes, don't wear a military uniform."

"it is good."

He Yunting didn't know that Lin Han came to this kind of place.

This is not the first time he has come to the civilian area, but it is the first time he has come here with a different mood than before.

"Today is my mother's death anniversary," Lin Han said very naturally and in a calm tone, "I want to come over and see her."

"Take you with me."

Lin Han was wearing gloves. Even through a layer of silk fabric, he could still feel the warmth of He Yunting's palms.

He pulled He Yunting off the aircraft, and the two took a detour before arriving at Lin Han's mother's grave.

Even the cemetery in the civilian area is simpler than that in the core area, and there are not many people to look after it. As long as you buy it, you can be buried here with countless people who were once ordinary but alive.

There are no photos on the woman's tombstone, only an inscription with the date and the epitaph she wrote for herself long ago.

"Even if you come from despair, come with tenderness, hope, and love."

There is a woman's delicate handwriting on it, and beside the words, there is a white rose that she loved most during her lifetime.

It will not wither, it will be quietly sealed in the tombstone made of special material, quietly open, and accompany her to sleep.

He Yunting was silent for a long time looking at that sentence.

But in the end, she failed to leave despair behind, and chose to leave after a long period of suffering.

Fortunately, she still left behind her tenderness, hope, and love.

He Yunting's eyes were soft and he bowed deeply to her.

Lin Han smiled with his eyes bent, looked at his mother, and then at He Yunting.

He suddenly had an incredible feeling.

It was very strange. He never thought that he would bring He Yunting here.

As if there was some sense of ceremony, when he saw He Yunting bowing deeply, he had many things to say to him bit by bit.

It doesn't matter if He Yunting talks little, you can speak to him slowly.

"Mom said she didn't want to be buried in the core area," Lin Han said. "She said it was too crowded and too boring."

Some pampered young masters in the core area are usually called "mother", but Lin Han still has a little habit of the civilian area, and he will call him "mom" smoothly. In addition to respect, he is inexplicably more sticky and intimate.

He recalled bit by bit: "But she didn't stop me and let me pass the exam to the core area, saying that at least in that place, ega would not be too marginalized and could live a better life."

"She told me to do whatever I wanted, to go wherever I wanted, and not to regret anything." Lin Han raised his head, "Now that I think about it, I should have been living this way."

I tried to open a mecha, but after trying hard, I found that my body really couldn't keep up. But in the end, I still engaged in a job that I like, and I still have no regrets.

"Ah."

He Yunting responded, looking at the face of the young man in front of him, which was almost unchanged from three years ago, still gentle and soft.

Fortunately, he was fine.

Lin Han saw He Yunting raise his hand, as if he wanted to touch his face, but finally put it down because of heavy concerns.

He heard He Yunting say: "You can do whatever you want."

Lin Han's heart moved: "I'll take you to see where I used to live. It should still be there."

Naturally, this place is not as organized as the core area. Even when they go to a place with few people, there will be idle betas staring at them, or more directly, some egas wearing baggy clothes are leaning on the railings on the roadside, looking at people. Tall and mysterious, he even wanted to chat with her with a chuckle.

Fortunately, it was not too far away, and the two quickly arrived at the house where Lin Han once lived.

To He Yunting's expectation, this was a rare and nice place in a civilian area.

The surrounding environment is not that bad, and what's even more rare is that compared to the noisy residential buildings, it is so quiet that it doesn't look like it is in a civilian area, but more like the outer ring of the core area, with no one disturbing it.

"I don't come here often, maybe once or twice a year." Lin Han said, "But my mother bought the house. I'm not short of money, so I just keep it as a thought."

He Yunting remembered that Lin Han's mother had not actually gone out to make a living to support herself and her son since she came here, but she had no financial worries in every aspect. It seemed that she was just trying to escape from the core area and escape from the nightmare she once had.

Although Lin Han only came here occasionally, he would ask people to clean it regularly, so the house still looked neat and clean.

"Bring Gululu over to have a look next time. There is also a mecha model in the room that I collected when I was a child. I don't know if it will like it." Lin Han picked up a model and said.

He seemed to talk more than usual today. He started talking about it when he was a child. For example, when he was studying for the first time, he would cry inexplicably. For example, he had been in the civilian area for so long. His mother was worried about Lin Han's safety and never let him. He has been to far places alone, and I will take him with me whenever I have time.

"Am I quite squeamish?" Lin Han smiled mid-sentence, "My mother has never said that about me, but I always feel that I am quite squeamish."

"Maybe it's because I haven't suffered much." He said to himself.

He Yunting listened to him quietly, his eyes serious.

After a few minutes, Lin Han suddenly stopped, pursed his lips slightly, and called the other person's name.

"He Yunting." Lin Han touched his face with a gloved hand and asked casually, "The thing you don't want to say has to do with me, the Burning Blood Project, or my mother."

"I can guess it."

He Yunting was a little surprised, but in the end he remained silent.

"That's all, right." Lin Han said calmly, "I had doubts before. Why was nothing happening when my conditions were so obviously met?"

"I don't mean to make random guesses, but no matter what..."

"I'm sure you won't forget me easily."

Lin Han raised his head and looked at him, even deliberately getting closer, creating the illusion that he could only rely on He Yunting: "You said the decision is in my hands. Now I want to know, okay?"

"Okay." Every time Lin Han said these four words, it was obviously a normal discussion, but He Yunting could always hear the hint of coquettishness.

He saw that He Yunting's expression finally changed.

Before waiting for the other party to speak, Lin Han continued: "I know you don't want to tell me. But you have to know that I am different from before."

Lin Han moved closer, his breath brushing against the side of He Yunting's face. He was close enough to bite the other person's earlobe, and then at the moment their skin touched, he learned all the dust-laden past.

"You won't leave me behind." Lin Han used an affirmative sentence, as if he was just reminding himself that this would never change.

"So I couldn't help it." He put his arms around the other person's neck and said.

"I can no longer just get along with you like I did before."

"I can't stop kissing you, and I can't control my desire to get closer to you."

"I can't help but keep touching you through a layer of gloves."

Lin Han's eyes seemed a little red. It wasn't that he didn't know what he might know next. He was actually so nervous that his palms were sweating. Fortunately, he was wearing gloves so He Yunting couldn't notice.

"I know I'm useless, don't laugh at me."

"Tell me, okay."

"Have you thought about it?" He seemed to be hesitant and spoke more than usual. He repeated what he said at the beginning, "All the decisions are in your hands."

Lin Han opened his eyes hard and tried to hold back the tears that were about to fall out. He didn't know if he succeeded or if he looked ugly now.

"If possible, I hope you never know this."

Always live in the cleanest world and always face the sun.

He Yunting walked up to Lin Han step by step. He was much taller than him, surrounding Lin Han in his own shadow.

He only looked down at Lin Han for a moment, then stretched out his hand, held the back of the other person's head with his five fingers, and passed through his hair.

He Yunting was very stupid before he recovered his memory.

I don’t even know how to talk to Lin Han properly.

Not knowing that his inner voice had caused him misunderstanding, he sluggishly brought Lu An and the snacks hidden in his aircraft to please him, and tentatively asked himself if he was no longer angry.

He wanted Lin Han to stop crying and apologize helplessly like he did when he just came back from the Proton Star, or subconsciously lean over and kiss the other person's tears dry.

He himself is not rich in emotions. Most people have a cold and stereotyped impression of him, thinking that years of polishing has turned him into a cold weapon. Only when you get closer can you know that he is still standing where he is, sincere. And sincerity never changes.

It's a pity that no one will come near him.

He took off Lin Han's gloves with his other hand, and then firmly held Lin Han's fingers.

He knew that the other party would see those scenes, but he didn't know how Lin Han would feel after seeing them.

Lin Han's hair was soft and soft. He Yunting half-forced Lin Han to his shoulders, burying his face in his arms.

He said, "Cry."

The author has something to say: After all, it was delayed until 521

When can I regain my glory, sigh

Oh, by the way, to make up for my slow pace lately, and to commemorate the 100th chapter, I made an appointment with my wife! Then put it on vb to celebrate!