Can read minds and not mark

Lin Han's tone was very natural, as if he was asking what the weather was like today.

He Yunting's eyebrows moved, but he still looked calm, as if he just heard a question about the weather.

But He Yunting was a little confused.

Doesn't Mr. Lin have mysophobia? Why did he suddenly take off his gloves in front of him?

Mr. Lin still smiled to himself.

Mr. Lin was sleeping in his bed just now.

Mr. Lin hugged himself for a long time before.

Mr. Lin... is a very nice person.

Mr. Lin asked himself if he liked him.

Of course, the words in He Yunting's mind now don't seem that way to Lin Han.

What is He Yunting thinking about now?

Why did He Yunting show a confused expression.

When did He Yunting move himself to his bed?

He Yunting suddenly came over and hugged him during his susceptible period, but he just didn't push him away.

He Yunting... is not a bad person.

So Mr. Lin decided to read his mind.

He Yunting's mind began to work at high speed, trying to find evidence that he liked Lin Han from the above conditions.

His eyes rarely showed a dazed look, as if he couldn't define these two simple words.

His chaotic life seemed to have been filled with other content, various combat skills, driving training, and tactical strategies, but there was still a void somewhere in his heart.

Because he was too careful, he didn't even know how to contain a person, place him in that soft position, protect him from wind and rain, and make him invincible.

He Yunting couldn't distinguish between these rushing emotions at this moment. Rather than asking him to give a result now, he might as well go to the training ground and have a good time.

But no matter what, Mr. Lin is definitely different.

From the first sight, I felt that he was different.

Lin Han watched He Yunting's every move.

From the changes in his eyelashes and pupils when he first heard this sentence, to the confusion slowly appearing on his face a few seconds later, he took it all in.

In fact, he was not sure.

To put it another way, when he suddenly asked this question, it was also in a probing nature, or in other words, he had a little teasing intention.

No one would believe this. An engineer specializing in mechas, relying on his ability to read minds, wanted to "bully" the cold and dignified imperial general.

But He Yunting couldn't give an answer, and Lin Han suddenly felt unsure.

He even felt that he had changed. Things that he never cared about before now wanted to find out.

It could be said that He Yunting's inner voice made him not calm enough, or it could be said that the previous hug made him have other thoughts.

When did I actually like to use mind reading to spy on others and ask such questions?

Lin Han felt a little guilty for no reason, but he really wanted to know the answer.

He leaned forward, closing the distance between him and He Yunting, and pretended to want to get dinner, and his fingers inadvertently brushed the back of He Yunting's hand.

At this moment, He Yunting also spoke.

Lin Han saw his own reflection in the other person's eyes, pure and clear.

He flinched a little and was about to give up this irrational idea——

"I do not know."

【I have no idea. 】

[But Mr. Lin’s pheromones are so sweet. 】

The other party's voice and heartbeat sounded in Lin Han's ears at the same time, and then overlapped.

Lin Han suddenly pulled away his hand in panic.

"I do not know."

And He Yunting himself decided to repeat his first sentence very honestly.

Only then did Lin Han feel the pain of his own sin. He lowered his eyes and stopped looking at himself in He Yunting's eyes.

Regardless of the words in He Yunting's mouth or the thoughts in the other party's mind, leaving aside pheromones, He Yunting still didn't have a definite answer.

Lin Han didn't know what others were like, but he suddenly felt a strange sense of loss.

what is this?

frivolous?

But He Yunting never said he liked her, he asked first.

"I understand." He said, smiling at He Yunting, "Just say it casually, General, don't take it to heart."

Lin Han picked up the dinner that He Yunting had brought for him and stood up: "Then I will go back to the room first. If the general has anything to do with work, you can ask Lieutenant Colonel Lu to notify me, and I will be on call."

His mood was a bit complicated, and he even began to feel a little bit displeased. If calculated carefully, he should be angry, but the target was himself.

Angry at myself for not being calm enough, angry at myself for losing my mind.

"Oh." He Yunting, who had no idea what Lin Han was going through at the moment, but felt that his answer was very honest, nodded, "Okay."

When Lin Han was about to turn around and leave, He Yunting stopped him again: "Mr. Lin."

"?"

"Can't I contact you directly?"

Lin Han didn't know what He Yunting was thinking right now and was confused: "?"

"I mean, for work matters, can't I contact you directly without going through Lu Anhe?" He Yunting rarely spoke a long sentence to express his confusion.

Lin Han: "Huh?"

Seeing Lin Han in a daze, He Yunting began to add: "Because I really want to thank Mr. Lin today."

Lin Han opened his mouth: "...it's okay."

After stating the above, He Yunting named the subject: "So can I contact you directly?"

It probably means that after hugging each other, the relationship should be closer.

Lin Han continued to stand there blankly: "..."

As a result, the unknown fire that came out of nowhere in Lin Han's heart, He Yunting's words one after another, were like small fire extinguishers, "puff" and "puff" perseveringly, and finally put out the small flame. Lost.

"...Whatever." Lin Han returned to his room.

-

After the first round of selection, the specially hired mecha divisions were finally ready for use. Lin Han's job was to inspect the mechas that needed to be driven by the recruits before the second round of selection began, and to repair them at any time.

Sometimes it is necessary to temporarily rewrite the program or operation method in the mecha according to each person's own needs and mental strength.

This job is actually not very difficult, because the mechas used for recruits will not be exclusive high-end mechas, but the key is that there are many types of batches, which are cumbersome and meticulous. The mecha masters must pay attention to each mecha. Only when you are very familiar with it can you accurately know the repair location and adjust it quickly. Therefore, this is not something that the institute can just pull in someone to do the job.

Lin Han started to join this work the next day.

When they first faced the group of newcomers, many people were stunned. Such a beautiful Omega was actually a specially hired mecha engineer.

But after all, everyone was still on He Yunting's territory, and no matter what they thought, they didn't dare to speak out. At most, there were a few brave ones who didn't fear to look at Lin Han twice when he came over, and then they were successfully named and criticized by the instructor. Finally, It turned into a deduction record and was handed to He Yunting.

So at the end of the selection on the second day, after another group of people were eliminated, He Yunting looked at the string of records in his hand with a cold expression, and remembered all the names in his mind one by one.

Lin Han himself didn't care about other people's eyes. He only cared about his own work. After completing his work, he returned to the office prepared for him at the base and waited for new emergencies to come out.

He didn't talk to He Yunting in the past two days. The two of them had different statuses. If one of them persisted, there would really be nothing to talk about.

Although Lin Han agreed to let He Yunting contact him directly without going through Lu Anhe, He Yunting was really busy these two days. After going back and forth, Lu Anhe still became the tool of the two people.

Of course, Lu Anhe could see the undercurrents between the two since their susceptible period. Mr. Lin became more and more polite, while the boss became more unkind, and the relationship between the two gradually retreated to a state of almost strangers.

Especially He Yunting, who has turned into a workaholic in the past two days. One day, he even went straight to the first base to inspect. With a cold face, he picked out several Alpha recruits who seemed to have made no big mistakes, and designated a few after they failed to complete the training. , directly packaged and eliminated and sent out.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, the new recruits in the base remained silent. No new recruits dared to covet the exquisite and beautiful Omega mecha master anymore.

Some people also circulated privately that the admiral was indeed cold-faced and cold-hearted, which was very scary.

-

Today, Lin Han also finished his work early and planned to go back to his room.

He clearly felt that when he passed the group of newcomers, no one dared to look at him anymore.

Lin Han sighed in his heart that this selection was really harsh.

But when he thought of harshness, he had to think of He Yunting.

This thought made him a little upset. Maybe it was the relationship between the unclear hug, or maybe he had to ask questions out of curiosity, which eventually led to the two of them breaking up on bad terms.

But he probably understood why Lu Anhe could follow each other for so long, hide snacks under his nose, and sometimes call him "boss" in a less than respectful manner. In fact, He Yunting's appearance did not completely represent him as a person, just like a few A few days ago, Lin Han would never have imagined that this person would feel almost helpless and confused, and just wanted to beg him for a hug.

But He Yunting still couldn't laugh.

I don't like myself either.

Lin Han shook these inexplicable thoughts away from his mind, finished his work and walked back alone.

The base was very big, and he felt a little irritated, so he simply decided to go back later and take a walk around the base.

He was wearing the white uniform of the institute, and even if no one knew his name, they could understand his identity.

When a soldier sees him, he will salute respectfully, and Lin Han also nods.

Everything in the base was new to Lin Han. He walked around alone for a long time and saw a lot of new things. He finally felt in a better mood and started to walk back.

As a result, before walking a few steps, I met an acquaintance.

"Mr. Lin!"

Lin Han turned his head in response.

"Mr. Lin, what a coincidence." The visitor was wearing a pair of old-fashioned glasses. When he saw Lin Han coming, he tugged at the art troupe logo on his uniform, "I am the teacher the admiral has found for you to teach you how to dance. Ah, you don’t remember?”

Lin Han was silent for a moment, "Remember."

"I heard from the base next door that you were here, but I never saw it." Probably because he was in the base, the teacher's behavior was obviously much more natural than before.

Just as Lin Han was about to say a few words, he heard the man continue to ask: "Does Mr. Lin still want to continue learning to dance?"

"..." He didn't expect this man to be so persistent, "No need."

"Oh, that's such a pity." The teacher seemed to have kept this matter in mind, with a rather regretful tone.

Lin Han looked at him and suddenly remembered the way He Yunting was clumsily teaching him at the dinner party that day.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally hesitantly said: "Wait a minute."

The teacher from the art troupe turned back: "What's wrong, Mr. Lin?"

"General..." Lin Han spoke very slowly, holding his tongue against the roof of his mouth and taking a breath, adjusting his tone before continuing, "He asked you to teach me, did he learn it himself?"

Lin Han remembered that the last thing he said when he sent this man out was to ask him to teach He Yunting first and then come to him.

This man was also upright and would say whatever he asked. Anyway, the general didn't give a gag order, so he said everything he knew: "Yes. I relayed what Mr. Lin said to the general when I got back that day."

"But he is too busy these days and has no time. He still followed my example a few days ago."

Lin Han was stunned: "He...he really followed you?"

"Yes," the other party nodded, "I really didn't expect the admiral to want to learn this, but he taught me anyway... As expected of an admiral, he has no basic knowledge at all, but he studied very hard."

"...I understand." Lin Han put his index finger on the tip of his nose, "Then I'll go back first."

-

Lin Han was walking back to the first base alone.

He thinks he is pretty smart.

But he just couldn't figure out He Yunting.

He clearly didn't like himself, yet he still used lame excuses to invite himself, and he actually went to learn it.

What did he learn to do?

Could it be that you really want to have a chance to be with yourself in the future...?

However, Lin Han quickly rejected this idea. The other party was an imperial general with a distinguished status. Even if it was not for his own sake, he would have to frequent such occasions in the future. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with learning to dance.

But if it was based on the condition that "it has nothing to do with him learning to dance," Lin Han found that instead of relaxing, Lin Han found that he was even more blocked.

What exactly did he want to do.

He obviously doesn't like himself.

Lin Han didn't understand what he was thinking either.

He has always been calm and will not get angry with others. He always feels that it is not necessary.

It was he who insisted on taking off his gloves to listen to He Yunting's thoughts, but he was the one who was troubled now.

Even after he reacted, he found that he had actually reached the door of He Yunting's room.

Lu Anhe said that He Yunting was no longer in the command room after five o'clock every day and would go back to his room. If anything happened, Lin Han could go to him directly.

This sentence sounded like a hint, but Lin Han hadn't come here even once in the past few days.

But now, he was standing at the door.

Lin Han's mind was very confused, his heart was filled with panic, and he had an unknown emotion that came from nowhere.

He comforted himself and kept making excuses for himself.

He needed an answer and wanted to ask He Yunting why.

There are many questions, and He Yunting can't answer any of them.

Lin Han took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Who?" A male voice came from inside, and Lin Han recognized it as Lu Anhe.

"It's me, Lin Han."

The room was quiet for a long time this time before Lu Anhe said "haha" twice: "Wait a moment! It's coming soon."

Lin Han listened to the footsteps approaching from far away, and the tension in his heart began to rise.

He felt like he was here to ask questions, but he couldn't say he was angry. What's more, He Yunting clearly had nothing to do with him.

But if he didn't come - Lin Han thought, he would probably be stuck in his heart for even longer.

Just think of yourself as willful.

Lin Han pursed his lips and waited for the door in front of him to open.

-

Lin Han hadn't seen He Yunting for several days.

During the minute he was waiting for the door to open, he was still thinking about how he was going to speak. Where to start?

Because even he himself doesn't know what answer he wants - according to this reason, he shouldn't be angry.

But when he recalled what the man said just now, and He Yunting's cold tone of saying "I don't know," he felt a strange, complicated and uncontrollable annoyance rising in his heart for no reason.

These emotions were even a bit unfamiliar to Lin Han, and even he himself didn't know how to deal with them.

So the only way left was to find He Yunting.

With a "click", the door opened.

He Yunting's room was very dark, and at that moment the light and shadow were intertwined, and Lin Han couldn't see clearly where the other person was.

But when he took a closer look, he saw Lu Anhe walking out holding the packed dressing box, which was stained with a little dried blood.

He Yunting was putting on his shirt, his movements were not large, and there was a familiar cold aura all over his body.

"Hello, Mr. Lin!" Lu Anhe said hello energetically, then walked out without looking away, closed the door for them, and fled the scene quickly after leaving the sight of Lin Han and He Yunting.

Lin Han took a few steps forward and pursed his lips.

The shirt He Yunting changed was still stained with blood, which reminded Lin Han of the horrific wound on the other person's right shoulder.

But He Yunting's expression still looked calm, and despite such a deep wound, he never changed his expression.

So this person is really weird.

Lin Han kept flashing back to the shoulder injury he saw that day, and compared it with He Yunting, who was silent at the moment. Some emotion rushed into his mind before his desire to come to him to ask for an answer.

Lin Han walked up to He Yunting. He wanted to say, how is your injury? Is it getting better?

He didn't have time to start questioning him. All that was left was the deep wound on his retina. His heart seemed to have been stabbed by something. The inexplicable emotions he had felt before he came silently faded away, and he gradually calmed down.

He looked at He Yunting's right shoulder, his eyelashes fluttered, his brows furrowed, and with only a slight tremor in his final voice, he said: "Do you... hurt?" Update quickly. No anti-theft. No anti-theft. Report error. Ask for books. Find books. Chat with book friends.