Can read minds and not mark

"I'm not going." Lin Han blurted out almost without hesitation.

"Why?!" Although he knew that Lin Han would probably refuse, Shen Xiunan still couldn't help but be excited.

"I don't want to go, it's boring." He has never liked this kind of occasion. A group of people are respectful and submissive. It has no meaning other than making noise and wasting time.

Lin Han raised his head slightly, reached out and pinched the sore back of his neck: "Why don't any of you do it for me?"

After all, the driver's seat is not a suitable place to sleep, so it was still a little uncomfortable after just one night.

Lin Han rubbed his eyes, and a few of his long, thick black eyelashes brushed against his fingers. He unconsciously stared at them for a few seconds, feeling a little dazed as if he had low blood sugar, and almost couldn't stand.

Shen Xiunan was still gritting his teeth: "Only you can go! Only you can go! Although your name is not written on it, the most core designers in the institute are named and invited. Who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Han recalled the cold and arrogant voice last night for no reason.

He walked to the cabin door and took the invitation, and that was indeed what it said.

"We sincerely invite the most outstanding designers from the Mecha Research Institute..." Lin Han read out word for word.

"Yes, yes, you are you."

However, this invitation letter did not affect his refusal: "I won't go."

Shen Xiunan was about to kneel down for him: "Do you know how many people want to see the general! Every time he triumphs, he is very low-key. Finally, he finally had a celebration banquet without inviting too many people. This opportunity is once in a lifetime... ugh Don't be silent! At least open it and take a look!"

Lin Han followed his instructions and opened the delicate envelope sealed with fire paint, and took out the letter paper with a faint scent of ink inside.

"I hope you will appreciate it and come to celebrate the victory together."

This line of text was printed, and Lin Han looked down and saw a brief handwritten signature, congratulations.

The black handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and the last stroke was slightly blurred, out of focus and turned into a small dot in Lin Han's vision before he was fully awake.

Lin Han raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Xiunan before putting the letter away again.

The originally firm idea wavered slightly, and he asked: "Did the general personally invite him?"

Shen Xiunan was still immersed in the sadness that he couldn't go if he wanted to, and the only person who could go kept rejecting you, muttering: "You can't explain it if you don't go, His Majesty the Emperor is also here... Wait, yes! It was personally invited by the general!”

Lin Han gently rubbed the paper edges of the square envelope with the pad of his index finger, and the thin itches came through the gloves, his movements were leisurely and relaxed.

Shen Xiunan said: "I promise! When I came to work, the general's adjutant handed it to me personally. He had a very good attitude and said that their general sincerely invites you..."

"Oh." Lin Han curled his lips, nodded, and responded briefly.

He put the envelope on the driver's seat where he had been sleeping all night, walked out of the cabin, got on the elevator with Shen Xiunan, and steered it back to the ground.

Shen Xiunan was a little confused by him: "Lin Han, where are you going... No, you really have to go! Otherwise, I can't explain it!"

Lin Han came down from the elevator: "Wash up and pick up nutritional supplements. I don't have any energy."

"...You take nutritional supplements as meals? Didn't you take one pill a day before? Why do you feel like it's three meals a day now?"

Lin Han looked back and winked at Shen Xiunan: "If the nutritional supplements can make you full, there seems to be nothing wrong with it."

Just when the other party was about to say something else, Lin Han paused for a second, waved his hand, and finally answered Shen Xiunan's question: "Go."

-

After Lin Han tidied up his clothes, he prescribed a nutritional supplement to replenish some energy, and then asked for other data on M2742 from his colleagues who had just come to work, and then returned to the repair room.

The envelope just now was still lying quietly on the driver's seat. Lin Han stared at it for a moment, then finally put it away and continued working.

It's not like he wanted to agree on a whim.

The cockpit has been cleaned again, the smell of oil and blood has faded, and the data box has been installed back.

But the mecha's right arm was still missing, with a single piece missing, telling Lin Han what happened.

He has never been interested in things other than mechas. The reason why he agreed was because of the mechas - he was a little curious. Such a person would not mention any dangers, as if he just accidentally broke a small piece. Nail plate.

What kind of person is he? What is the extent of his injury?

-

Empire Area A, Serna Manor.

This is a manor specially given to the youngest general in the empire by His Majesty the Emperor. It has specially appointed servants and the only exclusive mecha parking space in the entire empire.

The manor covers a large area and is well taken care of in all aspects. The most attractive thing is the endless, warm and vast field of purple tulips that stretches from the gate of the manor.

It's not the flowering season yet, but the tulips in the flower field are still sprouting new green leaves. Although they are not grand, they are still thriving.

And walking into the manor, a young soldier in casual clothes was pacing back and forth in the corridor, with an expression of helplessness on his face.

The man glanced at the time, finally sighed, quickened his pace, and came to the innermost room on the first floor.

He paused for a moment and knocked on the door: "General——"

There was no response.

He did not give up and continued to knock twice: "General, it's time to go out -"

After a while, a voice came from the room: "Come in."

The young man said "Hey" and opened the door. He saw the man inside who was still wearing regular clothes, with a painful expression: "The time is coming, why don't you change your clothes? This is your celebration banquet after all."

Although he spoke with honorifics, it could still be seen that he was not very afraid of the man in front of him, and could even be said to be familiar with him.

"Lu Anhe." The man standing by the window did not turn around and called the young man's name, "Have the invitations been sent?"

Lu Anhe glanced at him and said, "Yes, yes, I personally delivered it to the institute today."

"Yes." The man seemed satisfied and softened his tone, "Remember to explain your purpose inside."

"..." Lu Anhe twitched his lips, "No, I just wrote a polite sentence and asked him to come over."

He Yunting was silent for a moment: "Why don't you write as I say?"

Lu Anhe whispered to He Yunting's back: "If I really write the invitation letter as you said, the other party will not come..."

Lu Anhe did not forget the words of his leader, "Please repair the M2742 mecha properly without making any mistakes. I invite you here just to explain to you the special characteristics of this mecha."

At that time, he couldn't help but curse, "You are acting like an order, who would want to come?"

But he had followed He Yunting for too long and knew that it was useless to talk. In the end, Lu Anhe asked He Yunting to sign it and drafted a normal invitation letter himself.

He Yunting's slender figure paused slightly, but he still stood in front of the window, not sure if he heard clearly.

His eyes fell on the tulip fields outside the window that were not yet in bloom. Lu Anhe was used to it. The general always seemed to like to stare at the flower fields in a daze.

"M2742 is a two-person mecha, and the best mecha masters must be hired to repair it." He Yunting said.

There was silence between the two for a while, and he continued to ask: "What's the name of that mecha master?"

Lu Anhe was stunned for a moment and answered truthfully: "Lin Han."

"Qualifications?"

"Core mecha master."

"age?"

"26."

"..." He Yunting pursed his lips when he heard this number, "So young?"

Lu Anhe knew that this man must be doubting whether the other party could repair his mecha, so he quickly said: "But he is guaranteed to be the best mecha master. General, don't worry, anything else will not be as good as him, really. "

"Oh." The other party responded coldly with one syllable.

Lu Anhe didn't have time to tell him this now, and he didn't bother to explain why the core mecha master was not an old man. He didn't bother to use honorifics: "There's really no time, boss! The aircraft is parked outside, waiting for you to change it. I know you don’t like this kind of occasion, but His Majesty the Emperor wants to go there no matter what..."

The other party frowned and then nodded: "Okay."

-

Because the emperor personally organized it, the location of the celebration banquet was chosen in the palace.

Lin Han was still busy all day long. When he put down his work, it was already late. He didn't have time to go back and change clothes, so he simply arrived at the scene wearing the uniform of the institute.

There were already many people in the main hall, most of whom were famous figures, from the royal family to cabinet officials, as well as some celebrities who would only appear on AI TV.

The celebration banquet has not yet started, and the emperor has not arrived. People are chatting enthusiastically and drinking wine.

Lin Han regretted coming to this place for the fifth time.

He didn't like unnecessary communication, not to mention that he didn't know anyone, including the admiral.

The atmosphere was very good, with many people covering their faces with their hands and discussing something in a low voice, probably related to the general's triumphal return.

He still wore white gloves, looked at the exquisite and delicious food in front of him, and began to regret for the sixth time.

Just when he was about to regret it again, he suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd - exclamations and praises one after another.

"The Admiral is here!"

Someone shouted excitedly in the gradually becoming quiet atmosphere.

Lin Han finally raised his head and looked at the intersection of all the people's eyes.

The man is tall, wearing a set of smooth-lined, well-tailored blue military uniforms, with tasseled epaulettes hanging from both sides. The ribbon goes around his right shoulder, which is covered with medals, and the gold edge lines on the collar of the shirt can be seen. The military boots wrap the slender legs, and the wide floor-length cloak further highlights the majesty and dignity of the owner. He is calm and graceful.

The man has a stern appearance, sharp eyebrows, deep features, and the lines on his face are as handsome as sculptures. The brim of his hat covers his blue eyes, casting a shadow.

Next to him was a young man, also wearing a military uniform. He seemed to be his most capable lieutenant, Lu Anhe.

While everyone was still marveling, they saw the man tilting his head slightly and saying something to the adjutant beside him.

Lin Han only saw the thin and cold lines of the man's lips move. Lu An and He Yunting nodded and walked towards the people.

Lin Han looked at the general standing not far away and thought to himself, it seems that the injury is not serious.

Before he had any other ideas, the adjutant next to the admiral stood in front of him, squinting and smiling at him kindly.

"Lin Han, right?" Lu Anhe said in a cheerful voice, "The general is looking for you."

Lin Han was stunned for a moment: "Me?"

"plz follow me."

Probably because Lu Anhe made a good first impression on Lin Han, he stood up and walked towards the imperial blade in the envious eyes of the people around him.

-

The crystal lamp in the main hall was shining brightly, and Lin Han followed Lu Anhe and walked step by step to He Yunting.

Lu Anhe made a "please" gesture to him, and Lin Han raised his head and looked at him up close for the first time.

He Yunting's unusually short silver hair was covered by a military cap. His eyebrows were high and angular, and his eye sockets appeared to be deep. His expression was obviously cold, but it always gave people the illusion of affection.

"Hello, General." He had a gentle smile as usual on his face, without much excitement, "You're looking for me?"

He Yunting stood there, and the two of them were silent for a moment.

Lu Anhe looked at Lin Han, then at his silent boss, wanting to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere: "Yes, the general is looking for you because..."

Before he could say anything, He Yunting's cloak moved and he stretched out his hand towards the young man in white uniform.

Lin Han smiled and prepared to shake hands with the general politely.

"That..." Lu Anhe suddenly said, looking at Lin Han's white gloves.

"Sorry." Lin Han paused, "Personal habit."

After all, he is a general of the empire, so he cannot shake hands with others while wearing gloves.

But he had no intention of reading the admiral's mind.

Lu Anhe was still looking at him.

Lin Han was in a stalemate for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the envious celebrities around him, all of whom were looking here intentionally or unintentionally.

That’s all. Just a handshake.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally took off his gloves and stretched out his hand again.

He Yunting was silent.

The other person's handsome face was like that of a god, and his eyes fell lightly as he looked at him.

Lin Han looked at his blue pupils and suddenly thought of the starry sky of the empire that he had looked up at the night before.

Maybe the stars are not static.

There was no reason for Lin Han to think so.

Lin Han's fingers were slender and beautiful. He put them on He Yunting's hand politely and restrainedly, and his fingers brushed against the other person's palm when he left.

"Hello."

He took the initiative to speak.

Lin Han's physical condition has never been very good, and his fingertips are cold.

The other person's palm was very warm. The moment he touched the other person, Lin Han's fingertips felt a soft warmth that did not match the other person's cold and hard appearance.

He Yunting still didn't speak, his thin lips pressed into a tight line, cold and arrogant, but it was no different from what he thought a day ago.

Although Lin Han had a polite smile on his face, his eyelashes drooped slightly inadvertently. He knew that he was about to hear those heart sounds that he had inadvertently heard again.

The admiral's voice was different from what Lin Han heard in the data box before, but it still had a chill. Without the interference of the current noise, it was even colder and purer.

So this cold voice appeared in his ears at the moment when their hands were clasped together——

【It smells so good. 】

【Hard. 】

[Want to mark. 】

Lin Han: "?"