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Lin Jue made a mistake for the first time at the meeting. When he was called to speak, he didn't react at all. It wasn't until Bian Sheng poked him in the arm that he stood up.

This was an internal briefing meeting before the grand military parade, and several important leaders were present.

Lin Jue had just been promoted to lieutenant general. During this period, he was leading the training of new recruits and naturally wanted to speak. However, after reading the manuscript he had written for a long time, he could not say anything.

"Sorry, I can't report."

Linjue bowed deeply to everyone and walked out of the conference room.

There was an uproar below, and Bian Sheng was frightened to death. He quickly stood up and bowed to apologize. He thought that Lin Jue had not prepared the manuscript, but when he picked it up and looked at it, he found that it was clearly written well. He just read it and it was over. Why couldn't he report it?

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant General, he may be too tired during this period. How about I read it to you?"

Bian Sheng laughed and flattered shamelessly. Fortunately, his father was sitting above him, otherwise he would not have dared to read it, and without waiting for anyone else to say anything, he just read it as written.

"You have this attitude after being promoted to lieutenant general? What kind of virtue!" Xie Qingwei got angry, knocked on the table, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, "I really don't know who taught him, they are all wanton and without military discipline!"

"Hey! Lao Xie, don't say that. Young people don't have a temper, and they are not irreplaceable speakers. This time Bian Sheng also participated in training the new recruits, and his contribution is not small. Don't you think so, General Bian? "Old fox Qu Xinghai looked at Bian Zhengyuan with a smile.

"How can he have such qualifications? He is still an S-level person. He is a waste and cannot be put on the stage."

Bian Zhengyuan's voice was neither loud nor quiet, and it reached Bian Sheng's ears. After Bian Sheng finished reading the manuscript, he shrugged and laughed, mocking himself with an indifferent expression, "General Bian is right, I'm really not good at it. Today I'm just a mouthpiece, standing in human form, and I can't stand on the stage."

"Being self-aware is also a skill. At least you have a correct attitude." Xie Qingwei said, crossing his arms.

"Yes, yes, what the generals said makes sense. I won't delay everyone's next agenda, so I'll go down first." Bian Sheng smiled and walked out with Lin Jue's manuscript.

When he walked out of the lecture hall, the cynical smile on Bian Sheng's face faded little by little.

He held a few pieces of paper in his hand and took a long breath toward the ceiling.

"Trash is trash..."

……

Lin Jue blankly touched the wound on his hand. He looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't know what he was doing. He messed up the report, so he hid in a dark corner to vent like a madman.

The moment he stood on the stage, the words on the manuscript in his hand changed to Shen Fan's name, and he couldn't read it at all.

He has been trying to restrain himself, to calm down, and not to say or do extreme things. But those emotions that had nowhere to vent were like waves, coming back again and again. After being suppressed, they would come back and hit him harder.

Why could Shen Fan handle her so lightly, and why could he tell him to find someone better after they had done the most intimate thing?

Because Shen Fan doesn't love him and doesn't have him in his heart.

Lin Jue actually knew the answer all along, but never wanted to admit it.

There is a strange attraction about Shen Fan that makes people look at him and look at him unconsciously.

When they were at Ark, Lin Jue saw Shen Fan the moment he walked in.

He stood in that beam of light, his lowered amber eyes had a coldness that was different from here, clean and beautiful, so similar to that person. But he knelt down and poured wine for everyone, as if he was being forced to succumb to the corruption of this world.

So Lin Jue pulled him. He wanted to see the light in his eyes clearly, but he fell into despair at that glance.

In the beginning, he was looking for Shen Fan just for self-salvation after waking up. He didn't do it for Shen Fan, but to restore the "person" who slept with him that night to what he should have been like. That's why he targeted the current Shen Fan again and again. I want to change him and turn him into what he thinks he is.

But gradually it became different.

The more he got to know Shen Fan, the more fascinated Linjue became.

When he found out that he was not Shen Fan's only choice, he became monopolistic.

Before today, he always felt that Shen Fan liked him, even if it wasn't much. After Shen Fan stayed with him through the vulnerable period, he thought they could finally take the next step.

Looking back now, Shen Fan is still the same Shen Fan, but he is no longer him.

For the first time in his life, Linjue wanted to be nice to someone, but this person didn't want anything from him, and the most he said to him was "no." Maybe the bouquet of flowers was just something he said casually, but he took it seriously.

Those words today were Lin Jue's last confidence. Lin Jue's pride and reason did not allow him to indulge in this anymore.

……

When Bian Sheng found Lin Jue, he found that his hands were still bleeding.

He is the only one who knows what Lin Jue has been doing these days.

"Hey, brother, do you want a cigarette?" Bian Sheng sat next to Lin Jue, took out the pink handkerchief from his shirt pocket, wrapped it around Lin Jue, and tied it with a beautiful bow.

Lin Jue looked at the handkerchief in his hand and saw that it was Bian Sheng's little lover who had given it to him. "How was it at the venue?"

"I finished reading your manuscript and took a lot of credit from you. My father now looks at me differently." Bian Sheng shook his head exaggeratedly, "Thanks to you, my crisis public relations skills are extremely strong now."

"Thank you."

Lin Jue knew his state during this period. If Bian Sheng hadn't been by his side, there would have been a lot of trouble.

"I shouldn't have dragged you into the world of mortals," Bian Sheng hissed, looking at Lin Jue with confusion on his face, "But you look like this, how could you do that?"

"What happened to me?" Linjue asked him again.

"I have your conditions. Within twenty years, half of the newborns in the alliance will be my illegitimate children." Bian Sheng clicked his tongue.

Lin Jue smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of dying from exhaustion."

Bian Sheng also smiled, and then said, "Seriously, Lin Jue, forget it. As the old saying goes, there is no grass anywhere in the world, so why fall in love with a flower unrequitedly. It's because he doesn't know the goods."

"You don't understand," Linjue interrupted, "He knows things very well."

"Ouch... why are you so stubborn? By the way, I heard that among Asians, there is a mysterious oriental power called Gu. I want to see if you have been infected. Why don't you do a brain CT scan? ?”

After Bian Sheng finished speaking, he held Linjue's head and studied it.

"Stop making trouble," Linjue pushed him away and said, "I'm going back."

"You really don't want to look into your brain?"

Linjue waved back with his hand wrapped in a handkerchief.

As long as he gets through tonight, his "brain" should be fine.