nebula story

The sky gradually darkened, and the special training base, which had a small number of people, became more and more quiet.

The lack of any interesting evening entertainment is not a problem. At night, all the cadets and soldiers who are exhausted and falling apart can't wait to soak in a massage bath that resembles hot spring water, and then plunge into the soft single bed and sleep in the dark.

Each person is equipped with an independent single dormitory. The conditions in the most elite training base of the imperial army are naturally different from those in ordinary barracks.

It was less than twelve o'clock, and many dormitories that were previously sparsely lit had completely extinguished the light, only a small dormitory at the end of the corridor still had a faint light shining through the crack of the door.

Walking gently along the silent corridor, Colonel Vesta came to inspect the soldiers' quarters before going to bed as usual.

The entire third floor is occupied by the special training class for mechanics that he brought this time. His keen ears caught the snoring in the tightly closed room. Getting past must have been the limit of these little bastards.

His footsteps stopped outside the last lighted door, he frowned slightly, and gently pushed the door open.

There was no one in the house, only the sound of water rushing from the bathroom.Following the sound of water, Colonel Vesta pushed open the half-open alloy door. ...

A black-haired boy was sitting obliquely by the bathtub, with white foam in his hands, tightly holding the corner of a training suit, already so tired that he fell asleep.

Neither the rushing water nor the sound of pushing the door could wake him up. Under the bright light, the boy who had been silent and obedient all this time appeared a little childish and tranquil with his thinned cheeks and black eyelashes. Pale faces especially appear surprisingly thick.

Looking at the entire bath in a blink of an eye, Colonel Vesta had a vague understanding in his heart.There are obviously more than a few people's military uniforms and training clothes to be washed in the bathtub, and there are various tops, trousers, vests, and even a few white underwear with obvious sweat stains!

Looking at Chesu silently, Colonel Vesta looked a little dark.

Reaching out to pick up the nozzle of the water pipe beside Chesu's hand, he turned on the small water flow to wash off the foam on Chesu's hands, then gently picked up the tired-looking young man, turned around and left the bathroom, and put it on the outside table. on the bed.

No matter how deeply she slept, she couldn't help being awakened by the noise at this time. The moment she was put down, Chesu frowned slightly, slapped her eyelashes lightly, and opened her eyes.The bright black eyes showed a little bit in the slightly opened eyelids, like black pearls that have just exposed their shells in the deep sea.

Soon, his sleepy eyes widened, and he rolled over and sat up on the bed: "Instructor?..."

Nodding, Major Vesta said with a blank expression, "Rest early, there will be training tomorrow."

Looking at him hesitantly, Chesu looked at the clock on the wall and nodded.

Without speaking again, Colonel Vesta turned and walked out the door.He didn't go away immediately, he stood quietly outside the door, listening to the movement inside.really!Within a minute, the sound of water flowing in the room sounded again.

Moving with extremely heavy steps, Chesu rubbed his eyes, and sat down again by the bathtub full of dirty clothes.He didn't participate in the fight at noon so he wasn't punished, but obviously this brought him another disaster of being rejected by the collective.

After dinner, a few students from the engineering school who were not very difficult to him kicked open the door of his room, and threw down the dirty laundry of the whole team, and ordered him to help everyone wash it——Looking at Fan Zhong The moment they were brought back with scars by two special forces, anger and contempt towards Chesu spread in everyone's hearts.

Fan Zhong's outburst was of course for himself, but in any case, it was to help Chesu get out of the humiliation he had suffered, and he won a breath of relief for everyone in the School of Engineering.But this little pariah was lucky, watching the four of them being beaten by five guys from the military academy, but he just huddled in the corner and watched the joke, and didn't come up to help with a single punch or kick!

Thinking of Li Cha's angry and deliberately difficult face in his mind, Chesu smiled wryly, lowered his head and vigorously scrubbed the clothes at hand.

There are laundry facilities on every floor of the dormitory, but today these dirty clothes mixed with underwear were thrown at him. Needless to say, this is some kind of bad sign.My arms are so sore, although I want to wash these dirty clothes early and go to bed quickly, but this pool of clothes...

Wei Wei sighed inwardly, he forcefully propped up his heavy eyelids, rubbed them mechanically with his hands, nodding his head, and was about to fall into a lethargic sleep again.

When Colonel Vesta pushed the door in again, what he saw was that he slipped and almost fell his head into the bathtub.

Stepping forward quickly, Colonel Vesta picked him up again with a sullen face: "No more washing, tell them tomorrow, just say I said it!"

Chesu's black eyes dimmed slightly, and he nodded cautiously: "Yes, instructor."

Staring at him, Colonel Vesta stood upright, slowly understanding in his heart.Even if this young man with a special status agrees to him now, he probably wouldn't dare to disobey those seniors and colleagues who rank above him!

After a moment of silence, Colonel Vesta opened his mouth slowly, but he was not as strict as he was during the day: "You have done a good job these days."

Seeing Chesu's stunned expression, he said calmly: "Although your physical performance is still at the bottom, you came much later and are much younger than them. If you only look at your personal progress, you can't do much at all." No worse than anyone else."

Looking at Chesu's eyes that suddenly brightened, Colonel Vesta's tone softened a bit: "You have never received this kind of training, and your weight and muscles are seriously below the standard of a soldier. These days, my Training has never been less demanding because of that, so as you heard - I'm actually very happy with your performance."

The eyes of the boy on the opposite side became brighter and brighter, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a hint of shyness.

"So, don't be too cowardly and patient in the future, and learn to fight back against other people's malice and humiliation." Colonel Vesta looked at him deeply with sharp eyes, "Just like what happened today, although I punished them severely for discipline, But I would rather see you fight with others like Fan Zhong, than see the soldiers I bring out without a little blood."

Raising his head, Chesu stared at his officer with dark eyes, then shook his head with a slight smile after a while: "Instructor, thank you for your teaching, but... let's forget about fighting or something."

Looking down from a high position, just seeing the untouchable brand faintly exposed under his large shirt, Colonel Vesta's heart moved, and he remembered the rumors he had heard elsewhere about how this young man was picked by His Highness.

——After all, he was beaten and taught like that, so he must never dare to surpass his status again.

He frowned, and said patiently: "I know what you are afraid of. But I also hope you remember that the more humble you are, the more others will look down on you!"

Looking at him in surprise, Chesu opened his mouth and spit out after a while: "Instructor, why do I want them to think highly of me?"

Looking at him angrily, Colonel Vesta suddenly felt that all his intentions had become a joke.Yes, for such a pariah boy, being inexplicably pulled into a trajectory circle that does not belong to him is enough for him to panic and be grateful. In his life, where does the word dignity exist?

Just as he was about to turn around indifferently, the young man stretched out his hand and shyly touched the tip of his nose. The snow-white foam was just smeared on it. His voice was clear and simple, revealing something that Colonel Vesta was not familiar with. things: "I can think highly of myself, so it's fine..."

Staring at him closely, Colonel Vesta suddenly discovered something he had been neglecting all along: the boy in front of him, who had always seemed obedient, even when he was exhausted and scolded by others, his eyes still looked like this. In this way, there has never really been a trace of shrinking and humbleness.

Looking intently at Chesu, Colonel Vesta's always cold face softened for a moment.

Nodding his head, he said: "As expected of the person selected by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself, you are really good." Without insisting on letting Chesu put down those dirty clothes, he turned and walked out.