Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Lu Jinchao couldn't believe what he saw.

He stared blankly at the figure walking towards him. Under the pale sky, the black tactical uniform and the red blood were so dazzling.

It made his heart twitch.

E7 was chirping excitedly in the earphones, but Lu Jinchao couldn't hear anything.

Lin Xiaoming approached step by step, until he clearly saw the wound on his forehead and his bloody knuckles, Lu Jinchao suddenly came back to his senses.

His breathing was chaotic, he hurriedly took steps, but forgot that there was a step ahead, he stepped on the air and almost fell off the platform.

Amid E7's exclamation, Lu Jinchao barely supported the stone pillar next to him, his foot hurt a bit from being sprained, but he didn't care about himself at all, and hurried to Lin Xiaoming.

The blood on Lin Xiaoming's forehead had almost stopped, but the blood shed before still stained the left half of his face red.

The most serious part was not here, the sentinel's fists were bloody and bloody, and Lu Jinchao even suspected that when Lin Xiaoming clenched his fists, the bones would be exposed directly.

Even though he tried his best to cover it up, Lu Jinchao could still see that Lin Xiaoming was limping.

Apparently the leg was hurt too.

The sentry held the grocery bag in his hand, being careful not to let the blood get on it.

The logo of the Wizard Academy cafeteria is printed on the bag.

Lu Jinchao groped all over his body, and only took out a few alcohol pads from his trousers pocket. He was used to wiping his hands with pads, but now he was annoyed why he didn't bring something else.

"I'm fine." Lin Xiaoming's voice was a little hoarse. During the eight-hour battle, he didn't drink a drop of water, and his throat was dry and sore.

Lin Xiaoming raised his hand, wanting to hand the bag to Lu Jinchao, "I bought you breakfast."

He knew that Lu Jinchao would feel uncomfortable every time he stayed up all night, and sometimes he went to bed without eating.

When living together, Lin Xiaoming would wake up the guide for dinner in advance, but he is not the one living with Lu Jinchao now.

Lu Jinchao's nose became sore in an instant. He took a deep breath, took the breakfast from Lin Xiaoming's hand, and said, "Wait for me a little bit."

Lu Jin turned around and ran towards the laboratory building, and stepped up the steps in three steps at a time. His figure quickly disappeared from sight.

Lin Xiaoming put down his hands, stood quietly on the spot, and waited patiently.

The blood gradually left a shallow pool of traces on the ground.

However, in the next second, Lu Jinchao ran back again, with a look of annoyance on his face, he quickly rushed to Lin Xiaoming, breathlessly said: "The pain sensation has dropped to 1 point."

The pain sensation was adjusted by the guide, as if the crying cells in the whole body immediately quieted down, and the bloody and bloody hands became painless.

Lu Jin turned back and ran back to the laboratory building.

The sky was getting brighter little by little, and Lin Xiaoming could feel countless eyes falling on him.

Ten years of Grenisu career had made him used to hiding, but this time, he wanted to be as high-profile as possible.

Less than 5 minutes later, Lu Jinchao ran out in a hurry, with a medical kit on his shoulders.

He stopped panting, and gently tugged at Lin Xiaoming's sleeve: "Come, come here."

Lin Xiaoming clearly saw that his eyes were red.

Lu Jinchao took Lin Xiaoming to a nearby pavilion, he was very worried about Lin Xiaoming's legs.Let the sentry sit on the stone chair, Lu Jinchao squatted in front of him, and opened the medical box.

The first was to deal with the wound on the forehead, which was obviously scratched by the sharp claws of some kind of ferocious spirit body. Lin Xiaoming perfectly avoided the dangerous temples and eyes. The wound was not too deep, but the amount of bleeding was heavy, which looked very scary.

Lu Jinchao disinfected the wound first, and carefully wiped off the surrounding blood with tweezers with a soaked cotton ball. A thin layer of blood scab had already formed on the wound. Lu Jinchao did not dare to touch it for the time being. For details, he had to go to the school hospital treatment.

Then there are the hands.

The condition of the hands was so severe that Lu Jin looked at it and frowned. Not only were the skin torn apart, but even the phalanx was dislocated due to excessive force.

It must be corrected, and now it is urgently disinfected and bandaged up.

"Are there really no problems with the legs?"

"It's okay, just a few bruises."

Lu Jinchao didn't believe it, he knew how much Lin Xiaoming could endure, the pain that could drive other sentries crazy, he didn't even change his expression.

Lu Jinchao carefully unfastened Lin Xiaoming's military boots, and folded up his trousers little by little.

A lot of injuries.

But like Lin Xiaoming said, the bones are fine.

Lu Jinchao breathed a sigh of relief, he pressed his lower lip hard, suppressed the tears welling up in his eyes, and then raised his head.

Lin Xiaoming's blood-stained face was clean again. He picked up the food bag and said, "I know you're lazy when you're sleepy. I'll buy you breakfast. Eat it while it's hot."

Did you stand out from the Sentinel Academy and defeat everyone because you were afraid that I would not eat, so you came here to buy me breakfast?

It is a lie to say that you are not moved, even if your heart is made of stone, you can't help but get hot.

【Is this the little sentinel you mentioned, oh my God, he is so nice, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——”

E7 is screaming constantly, if it has a body, it must be shaking Lu Jin crazily towards his shoulder by now.

Lu Jinchao took off the earphones, and the world was quiet, only the soft sound of wind blowing leaves and the chirping of birds in the morning.

He opened the food bag, and inside were four round sauced meat buns and a cup of soy milk, all of which were still exuding freshly baked heat.

Lin Xiaoming: "Let's eat."

Lu Jinchao took out the bun and put it near Lin Xiaoming's mouth: "You eat it too."

Both of Lin Xiaoming's hands were wrapped with bandages, which was very inconvenient, so he bit Lu Jinchao's hand.

The buns were soft, still warm and delicious.

Lu Jin looked at him, his nose couldn't help but feel sore, and his throat felt a little sore.

A few hours ago he was still telling E7 that Lin Xiaoming would definitely not participate in the fight night, because there was no need at all.

But he forgot that Lin Xiaoming had done too many unnecessary things for him.

They sat in the gazebo, each eating four buns one bite at a time, and drinking the same cup of soy milk.

Lu Jinchao had never eaten such a delicious sauced meat bun, otherwise why would he want to cry while chewing it?

There are many people watching them secretly, but this time Lu Jinchao really doesn't care, so what if he becomes the focus?

Lin Xiaoming became very quiet again, he smelled blood all over his body, his forehead and hands were temporarily bandaged, he looked a little pitiful.

Lu Jinchao learned from a very early age that as long as you don't hold out hope, you won't be disappointed.

But Lin Xiaoming can surprise him every time.

He really wanted to hug each other, and in fact Lu Jinchao did the same.

It was an overly cautious embrace.

Lu Jinchao avoided Lin Xiaoming's injury, hugged the sentry's neck with both hands, and buried his face into his shoulder.

Can clearly smell the bloody smell from the collar.

Lin Xiaoming raised his hand and pressed on his back, responding to the hug.

Tears should have flowed out, making her face hot and humid.Lu Jinchao bit his lip to prevent himself from making a sound.

The perception ability of the guide made him too sensitive, the eyes of others and the emotions floating in the air could be clearly perceived.Since he was still a child, he hypnotized himself desperately, trying his best to maintain the necessary dullness in life, hoping to protect himself by this.

The same is true when facing Lin Xiaoming.

He is not a fool, how could he fail to realize that the way the two get along is no longer like ordinary brothers.

But he has been wrapping himself with a membrane called dullness to protect himself, and Lu Jinchao is afraid that once those things are clearly fixed, it will cause irreversible consequences.

He is 24 years old, but he has never liked anyone. When this feeling is clearly in front of him, he is at a loss what to do.

Rely on, trust, care about.

He devoted too much to this young man whom he had only known for a year, and Lin Xiaoming responded to him without hesitation.

But Lu Jinchao wasn't sure if Lin Xiaoming felt the same way about him.

Lin Xiaoming was really difficult to understand.

I have always been with him from the standpoint of my brother, if I say it rashly, will it cause any unbearable consequences?

Lu Jinchao didn't know if this was a confession.

What if not?After all, Lin Xiaoming didn't say anything.

If it is true, Xiaoming will say it.

Lu Jinchao still clearly remembered Yin Qi's expression of being rejected by him several times, and also remembered the sad look in the eyes of the young nobleman when he declined Ludwig's favor.

Now that the matter has fallen on his head, the person who has always rejected others is also so afraid of being rejected.

If he fails, will Lin Xiaoming deliberately avoid suspicion with him?

Even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, he can't bear it.

Lu Jinchao's mind was in chaos, and he didn't even know what he was thinking in the end. He hugged Lin Xiaoming and could feel the strong heartbeat of the sentinel.

My mind miraculously calmed down.

...otherwise it is good to keep the status quo.

They accompany each other and protect each other.

He carefully treasured his feelings in his heart, and waited until the day when he was brave enough to speak out loudly.

Lu Jin took a deep breath, straightened up, and met Lin Xiaoming's black eyes, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

It turned out to be this feeling...

"Go to the hospital." He helped Lin Xiaoming stand up, making himself the sentry's crutch, and freeing his more seriously injured leg.

"it is good."

The two walked slowly towards the school hospital, the sky was completely bright, and the bright morning light shone on every leaf.

Some were excited, some were sad, some were shocked beyond measure, but all the excitement and carnival had nothing to do with them.

E7 wrote tens of thousands of words "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" in the document on the terminal, but now Lu Jinchao doesn't care about it.

After calming down for a while, he finally stopped.

Is this... feelings?