I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

There was a thick layer of dust in the communication room, and there was a single bed in the corner with the quilt neatly folded.

Jiang Xing asked: "Are the tower guards also soldiers?"

Fan Ye glanced, "No."

Seeing that Jiang Xing was about to turn on the light, he stopped him and said, "Don't turn on the light, there is a lamp on the table."

Jiang Xing nodded, took the desk lamp to the coffee table and turned it on. There was still electricity in the tower, but the voltage might not be stable. The light bulb flickered intermittently, and the weak light could only illuminate a small area.

This was exactly what Fan Ye wanted. Lighting the lights on the communication tower would undoubtedly put them in the crosshairs.

Jiang Xing wiped his sweat with his elbow, and took out hydrogen peroxide and iodophor from the medical bag.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Fan Ye said with a smile, "See if the stove is still working, heat up the can."

The communication tower has been around for some years, and it still uses a very old-fashioned belly stove. Jiang Xing took a large bundle of newspapers and two books and lit the fire. He directly opened the can and put it on the top of the stove to heat it up.

Fan Ye didn't hurt his bones, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with wounds. With his physique, he can recover within two days.

He checked the communicator, and there was intermittent noise.

Fan Ye slowly turned the FM knob and listened intently with the earphone in one hand, his profile was particularly handsome in the dim light.

Jiang Xing sat by the stove stirring the food with a small spoon, staring at Fan Ye with sparkling eyes.

Fan Ye tried all the frequency adjustments once, but he couldn't connect to other communication stations. He felt a little depressed. When he turned around and saw Jiang Xing, he immediately smiled along with him.

"Happy what?"

Jiang Xing propped his chin, "You look like the kind of spy in the movie."

He no longer called Sergeant Fan Ye.

Fan Ye sat beside him, looked at his face illuminated by the firelight, and asked, "How tall are you this year?"

"Today's graduation ceremony, I'm unlucky, right?" Jiang Xing scooped up a spoonful of canned tomato soup and handed it to Fan Ye, "Try it."

Fan Ye only thought that he was afraid that his hand would be inconvenient, and couldn't bear to touch the young man's heart, so he obediently drank it.

"No taste."

Jiang Xing said in surprise: "Your taste is too salty."

The canned soup is condensed, and the salty taste made from industrial ingredients made Jiang Xing stick out his tongue.

Fan Ye was puzzled, "Very salty?"

He remembered that his taste was not heavy, maybe the young man ate too lightly.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Xing pointed to the corner of the wall, "There is unopened bottled water over there, just boil it and drink it."

Fan Ye smiled and said, "You are not delicate."

"Special circumstances."

Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes and smiled, put another can of meat on Fan Ye's lap under a book, "Eat this."

【I also want to eat the meal QAQ fed by Star Cub】

【Laughing, Xingzai just made pork belly chicken soup powder for me】

[?Upstairs paranoia.Xingzai is busy in my kitchen, eating chopped pepper beef at night, hissing]

Fan Ye wanted to pour the meat into Jiang Xing's soup, but he ran away with the soup can, stared at Fan Ye vigilantly, and warned, "You have to eat all of it, don't leave it to me."

Fan Ye was amused by his bouncing like a rabbit, and his heart softened as hell.

How could Jiang Xing be so obedient?

Brave and decisive, optimistic and cute.

Fan Ye waved to him: "Stop making trouble, and give me some soup."

Jiang Xing just sat down again, before the soup was scooped up, Fan Ye poured the meat in for him first.

It's like taking the speed of assembling firearms to divide food.

"Just now I made it clear that you will eat all of it."

Jiang Xing poked Fan Ye's knee in dissatisfaction. After poking, he probably felt a little abrupt, and turned his head to eat in embarrassment.

The corner of Fan Ye's mouth never came down.

He hadn't been this happy in years.

Jiang Xing saw Fan Ye's watch when he took away the empty cans, and asked casually, "What time is it?"

Fan Ye: "It only has a countdown function."

"Countdown?"

Jiang Xing leaned over to him curiously, "Can I have a look?"

"Ah."

Fan Ye let the other party hold his wrist and lift it up.Jiang Xing's hands are cool, with slender and strong fingers, which look very suitable for playing the piano.

Fan Ye: "Have you ever learned a musical instrument?"

"I've learned it." Jiang Xing said, spreading his five fingers to show him, "It's a pity that I don't have time to study later."

Fan Ye hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke Jiang Xing's hair, and said softly, "Just go to university, and you can join clubs."

In fact, he doesn't know what an ordinary university looks like.The Imperial Star Military Academy he attended was extremely strict in management. He graduated at the age of 15 and had no contact with the outside world for three years. He could only comfort Jiang Xing with his impressions from movies.

Jiang Xing was not interested in this topic. He pointed to a series of black dots and lines on the outer circle of the dial and asked, "What is this?"

Fan Ye was startled, and followed his gaze.

"Morse code, it means..." His voice stopped abruptly, seemingly unbelievable.

Jiang Xing answered, "Shen Dao and... have an attack?"

Fan Ye was a little surprised: "Do you know Morse code?"

"Very cool." Jiang Xing smiled a little embarrassedly, "Shen Island...are we on an island?"

"But where are we going?" He was puzzled. "Someone kidnapped us to this island, and then... let us wait for the sinking island? What are you planning? And what does 'attack' mean?"

Doing zombie virus experiments?

Fan Ye suppressed the speculation in his heart and said, "Rest first, you will be even more tired tomorrow."

They boiled water and cleaned it up briefly, and then found a few unopened black uniforms from the tower keeper's wardrobe to change into, and turned over the sheets and quilts for use.

Fan Ye originally wanted to sit and sleep against the wall, but unfortunately he couldn't hold back Jiang Xing and was dragged to the bed.

Neither of them had a strong physique. Fan Ye's muscles were all attached to his bones, and Jiang Xing was even softer. It didn't take up much space against the wall, so it was just right for him to fall asleep.

Fan Ye turned off the light and went to bed in smear, and politely only half-lyed.

Jiang Xing: "There is a wall behind me, come over a little further, or you will fall."

Fan Ye didn't move, and whispered, "Let's rest."

Jiang Xing is not a character who just takes advantage of others, let alone Fan Ye still has injuries on his hands.

He simply hugged Fan Ye's arm and brought it towards him, and the distance between the two was quickly negligible.

Fan Ye calmed down but couldn't fall asleep.The life in the prison is still vivid in his mind, but at this moment he doesn't know where he is.

From the moment he entered the interrogation room, things began to spiral out of control.

The more he thought about it, the more he remembered the... murder three years ago.

At this moment, Jiang Xing's probing voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Can't sleep?" Jiang Xing paused, "Me too. I want to go home."

The fear of being almost chased by the perverted murderer surged into my heart during the night.

Fan Ye's memories were easily forgotten.He lightly embraced the boy's shoulder, "Want to hear about my fight against Zerg?"

When Jiang Xing heard what he was most curious about, he immediately forgot to be afraid, and said excitedly, "Say it quickly."

Fan Ye thought for a moment, deleted the overly cruel part of the story, and only talked about how he led the team to outwit the Zerg's outer defense line and captured the brood in one fell swoop.

His voice was low and gentle, and the intense parts were deliberately blurred.Jiang Xing was able to listen attentively at first, but then he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep holding Fan Ye's arms.

Fan Ye pulled the quilt towards Jiang Xing, and said softly, "Good night."

The screen of the smart live broadcast platform went black silently.

【Good night star cubs~】

With the breath of safety around him, Jiang Xing did not dream that night.

It's the real "Jiang Xing".

When the sky was getting dark, Jiang Xing was woken up by the sound of Fan Ye knocking on cans.

I haven't felt this refreshed in a long time.

Jiang Xing lay blankly on the bed for a while, then put on a soft and sweet smile again.

"Morning."

Hearing the sound, Fan Ye turned around and said, "Did I wake you up? You can sleep a little longer. Wait for me to draw a map."

"No." Jiang Xing kicked off the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, bent his knees, and put on socks.

The tower keeper's new socks were all black tube socks. Jiang Xing had to roll up the trouser legs to reveal the white and straight calf underneath, and slowly pulled the top of the socks to the calf position.

Fan Ye suddenly said, "Wear two layers and tuck your trousers in the middle, otherwise you will be bitten by bugs."

"Ah?" Jiang Xing blinked blankly, "Is that so?"

"No."

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Fan Ye knelt down in front of him and prepared to help.

Jiang Xing was taken aback, "No need, just say what you want."

Fan Ye: "Then you... first...then..."

Jiang Xing followed Fan Ye's instructions and got it done stumblingly, but he always felt uncomfortable and looked crooked.

Fan Ye sighed, "Let me do it."

He firmly held Jiang Xing's slender ankle, first helped him put on the inner layer of socks, and then put on the outer layer, with the trouser legs tied between the two layers of socks.

Jiang Xing touched his cheek embarrassingly.

I can't even wear socks, I seem too stupid.

Fan Ye saw his embarrassment, and said: "This is the way to wear the army, it's normal that you are not familiar with it."

He washed his hands and poured freshly boiled water into the basin for Jiang Xing to wash.

"I soaked some compressed biscuits and will eat them."

【Brother Fan is so caring】

[Take a step back and let me put socks on the star cubs]

[?Brother Fan is here with a knife]

Jiang Xing took a bite and the pain mask came out. He frowned and said, "It's so sweet."

"Sweet?"

Fan Ye took a sip by accident, but it was obviously tasteless...

His heart moved, and his intuition made him look at his watch.

If Shen Dao is the end of the game, what does "episode" mean?

As far as he knows, the first reaction of many diseases or drugs is loss of taste.

Jiang Xing: "Hey? Have you been vaccinated recently?"

"What?" Fan Ye didn't expect Jiang Xing to ask this suddenly, "How do you say it?"

Jiang Xing rolled up his short sleeves a little and said, "There is a needle's eye here."

Fan Ye's heart sank, but he still said calmly: "Yes, I just hit it. Are you full? Let's go."

The process of going down the tower was much easier, and the two reached the ground after half an hour.

Jiang Xing couldn't help complaining: "Fortunately, that compressed biscuit is super sweet, otherwise I would be tired after climbing."

He skillfully grabbed Fan Ye, smiled brightly and said, "Let's go."

It was obviously a journey where life and death were uncertain, but because of Fan Ye's presence, he felt as relaxed as if he was going on an outing.

If Fan Ye's soldiers had no sense of crisis, he would have beaten someone with a cold face. Seeing Jiang Xing, all the helplessness turned into a sigh.

It doesn't matter, I can always protect him.