Can read minds and not mark

When that nebula appeared, no one noticed.

Maybe it was before the sky fell, maybe it was after the battle.

The moment Lin Han raised his head, he was almost speechless.

Unlike some of the distant dust nebulae I saw that day, this cloud-like gorgeous purple color had a dreamy light, so low that I could almost touch it.

Its outer atmosphere spreads out in a spiral, and even the middle part is not too bright. It is a nebula abandoned by stars, and only the diffuse light left reflects their colors, which is brilliant and shocking.

Like color blocks dissolved in water, every mark is diffused with unrepeatable magnificence.

Although Lin Han's previous space vertigo disappeared, he felt another suffocating feeling that wanted to grab the air.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab a piece of beauty.

Even though their current situation was not optimistic, he still gained enough peace to soothe his soul.

"The chance of the El Iniho Nebula appearing is very small," He Yunting said, "I have only seen it a few times."

Lin Han saw him coming to his side.

"When will this nebula disappear?" Lin Han asked.

"It could be a few hours or a few days." He Yunting said calmly, "But fortunately, Mr. Lin has already seen it."

If you see it, you won’t regret it.

Lin Han understood the meaning of He Yunting's words almost instantly.

He knew that his current image was simply unsightly, and he also knew that there was no time to say meaningless words to He Yunting at the moment.

But just like when the battle just ended, I began to involuntarily want to see him, thinking about the touch of his palms and the strength of his embrace.

Lin Han's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and the person who controlled his breathing and emotions was standing in front of him at this moment.

Maybe the atmosphere is too good, or maybe the nebula is too beautiful.

Lin Han felt as if he was in the sea of ​​stars at this moment, finding his shore when he could not cross by himself.

This feeling came without any warning, but like a prairie fire, it swept through the world and enveloped him.

Lin Han knew that some Alphas were naturally attractive.

And He Yunting is undoubtedly among them.

His face was always cold and cold, and his eyes were always calm. Lin Han wished he could hold the other person's hand again like last time and ask him directly if he likes me.

He looked at his hands. Once this thought arose, he could no longer suppress it.

The thought in his heart drove him, and Lin Han couldn't help but stretched out his hand towards He Yunting, wanting to touch the other person's fingers and listen to the other person's thoughts.

"Mr. Lin." He Yunting spoke at this moment and turned to look at him.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

Lin Han's hand stopped in mid-air.

The other party's eyes were still the same as before, blue and cold, and so was his voice. When he looked sideways, he seemed emotionless. He was still the imperial general who rejected people thousands of miles away.

Lin Han felt his heart beating faster, and his eyes even subconsciously dodge. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly louder, as if he was worried that the rumbling heartbeat like a drum would be noticed by the other party, and wanted to cover it up: "I... "

All the syllables were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even speak the simplest words.

Even though he knew that He Yunting was just asking him if he liked this nebula, he felt nervous as if he had seen through his thoughts - as if the other person was asking him if he liked him.

Lin Han knew that He Yunting would not ask that question, but for the first time, he felt that if his thoughts were being spied on, he would be so frightened.

He remembered that when he and He Yunting tried to confess, the other party's voice was also so panicked.

Lin Han looked into He Yunting's eyes and saw himself in a state of embarrassment.

There was no longer the calmness and gentleness that had always accompanied him, only the discomfort and turmoil that had never appeared before.

It is always easy and costless to explore others, but it is often confusing to explore oneself.

Lin Han even felt that it would be great if he could read his own mind, at least that way he would have a clear answer.

like? rely?

Or some other emotion?

He couldn't figure it out at this moment.

He Yunting didn't understand why Lin Han hesitated. He frowned slightly, and there was a hint of disappointment in his tone: "Don't like it?"

"No." Lin Han answered quickly this time, "I like it."

"like very much."

It's just that he himself doesn't know which question he is answering.

He had some vague hopes, but quickly escaped from them, trying to regain his composure.

Lin Han retracted his hand that wanted to touch He Yunting: "I...I'm going to check the remaining energy of the mecha."

At least work can calm him down.

Just when the two of them passed each other, He Yunting said something else.

"——As long as you like it."

His words are always straightforward, simple and unvarnished.

Just like it.

Like Nebula, or whatever.

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There is a small storage compartment near the cooler of the mecha, which has a conversion system that can transport the stored clean water to all parts of the mecha for cooling and other purposes.

Lin Han took a handful of water and washed his face. Finally, it was no longer so dirty, and he gradually calmed down.

He adjusted his emotions and wanted to at least face the current situation first.

He knew that after this day, He Yunting's position in his heart had become different.

But Lin Han has always pursued reason and calmness. If he can't see his heart clearly, he will keep digging until all the connections become clear.

He has never liked anyone else. All people are like ordinary passers-by to him, leaving no traces or imprints.

He had longed for the Galaxy Exhibition Hall when he was a child, but now, he couldn't even list what precious things he could save.

But He Yunting was different.

Lin Han put his hand on the mecha hatch and thought.

But he didn't even know whether he liked it or not.

Lin Han was always the best when he was studying. He would work hard to answer all difficult questions. From a certain angle or a certain way of thinking, he could always find the answer he wanted.

He is not a person who hesitates before and after. If he really comes to a conclusion, he will definitely find an opportunity to express it to He Yunting after returning to the empire. No matter what the result is, he can bear it.

But for the first time, he felt at a loss because he couldn't even find a probing angle for this problem.

After a long time, until he heard familiar footsteps, Lin Han was pulled out of this period of contemplation: "General."

The mecha is equipped with an emergency deployment system so that the pilot will not run out of fuel quickly after an accident.

He was still calm and said in a normal tone: "The entire mecha consumes more than half of its energy. If there is no supply, it will maintain a low energy consumption state and can operate for about three days."

However, the reinforcements will not send warships to jump. No one knows whether they can arrive within three days.

The expression on He Yunting's face did not change and he continued to listen to him.

"It's best not to maintain communication all the time. It consumes too much energy. My suggestion is to turn it on for half an hour a day." Lin Han said, "Of course, the general can make his own decision, and I will not interfere."

"Listen to Mr. Lin." He Yunting, who had always acted decisively, had no objection and nodded.

"The top priority now is to repair the damaged areas," Lin Han looked at the environment outside and thought for a while before saying, "But there are no other materials at the moment. I can only pick up some metal fragments dropped from the battle just now and make up for it."

He Yunting understood what Lin Han meant: "I'll go down."

He Yunting said: "The temperature has dropped now. It won't be as hot as a few hours ago. The human body can bear it."

"I'm coming too." Lin Han said, "Let's see if there is anything useful."

He Yunting's eyes fell on Lin Han, and in the end he did not refuse: "Okay."

He took off his military uniform jacket: "The temperature difference is huge, Mr. Lin, please put it on."

He Yunting didn't mention what would happen to him at all, as if he wouldn't be cold or hurt.

Lin Han hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't resist his selfish motives and took it.

He put He Yunting's coat on his body and inexplicably recalled the previous scene in the command room.

None of these things had happened at that time, nor were there so many conspiracies on display.

But the other person's coat was equally warm.

There was a very faint scent of oud left on He Yunting's coat, which smelled very good.

This gave him the illusion of being held.

He walked beside He Yunting, and they opened the hatch together.

Even though he had been prepared, the cold that hit his face still made Lin Han shiver, and he subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly.

It was obviously very hot a few hours ago, but now it feels like winter. The temperature difference in the border area is indeed erratic.

The stench of Zerg blood in the air had dissipated, at least it didn't make Lin Han want to gag. Although it was still very cold, with He Yunting's coat wrapped around him, he still insisted on not returning to the mecha.

The two walked in tandem, stepping on the rough yellow sand.

There was endless desolation as far as the eye could see. Only now did Lin Han truly feel that they were really trapped here.

Hunger finally came to my door begrudgingly.

Lin Han's stomach growled and his legs became weak.

I haven’t used any nutritional supplements for a day.

However, He Yunting seemed to know what Lin Han was thinking, and suddenly said: "Don't be afraid. Just hold on."

"I have some impression of the area around here. Once the mecha is repaired, we can drive there."

The uneasiness that had just arisen in Lin Han's heart was soothed. He looked at He Yunting's broad back with only his shirt on and nodded silently.

Even if the other party can't see it now.

The two walked for a while and passed several battle scenes, but neither found any satisfactory fragments.

After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Han stopped and finally found a relatively complete piece of metal.

As soon as he stood still, He Yunting picked it up for him.

Lin Han compared the damage to the mecha: "This piece should be enough to make repairs."

He Yunting said "ok" and the two planned to return.

Lin Han was about to turn around when he suddenly saw the yellow sand not far away rising and falling, moving strangely.

It's like... there's something there.

He subconsciously thought that there was another Zerg. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a small black thing rolling towards this side and landing at Lin Han's feet.

"..." The little thing looks cute and harmless, so it shouldn't be a Zerg.

It wasn't until it got closer that Lin Han could see its appearance clearly.

The little thing was completely black. It stopped at Lin Han's feet and shook its body, shaking off all the gravel on it——

Then he stretched out his short limbs and grabbed Lin Han's trouser legs.

"What is this?" Lin Han asked curiously, having never been to the border area.

If you don't look closely, it's almost a black ball of fur.

Its limbs were very short, and it tucked them away when it ran towards Lin Han. It seemed that it was easier to roll with strength than to crawl.

The little thing seemed to have no ill intentions, and was even afraid of dirtying Lin Han. He tried hard to shake off the dust on his body, and then looked at him with his small black eyes that were almost invisible hidden in the soft fur.

Lin Han squatted down: "Is this a strange creature?"

He Yunting said: "Yes. It must have been lost. It is a strange creature with a relatively low differentiation level."

Lin Han asked: "Then what race are they?"

He Yunting's expression remained unchanged and he said a racial name: "Kugeer."

Lin Han nodded and looked at the little thing in front of him seriously.

"Do you have a name, Kugel?" Lin Han tried to ask it.

I don’t know if the cute strange creature of the Kugeer tribe understood it, but he still flicked his short tail towards Lin Han.

Lin Han tried to touch the head of this strange creature.

They seem to love to be clean. Even though they live on a planet with such a harsh environment, their short hair is still black and shiny, soft and warm to the touch.

The limbs of the little thing are really short, almost like decoration. Although you can rely on them for movement, it always seems very difficult.

Lin Han cupped his hands, just enough to hold the little thing.

"They also have other names." He Yunting added standing beside him.

"Alias?"

"Yes." He Yunting responded, but seemed to be worried about something and did not say it directly.

This was the first time for Lin Han to meet him, and since he knew little about the border area, he couldn't help but want to ask more: "What's your alias?"

He was busy looking at the small thing in his hand, so he didn't notice the rare embarrassment on He Yunting's face at this moment.

After a few seconds, he spoke.

"...Gululu."

Speaking these words in He Yunting's voice, there is always a strange feeling of mismatch, but it is not uncomfortable.

Not sure if it was because the creature in his hand was too cute or because He Yunting had a unique sense of cuteness when he said these three words. Lin Han had a bit more smile in his tone and repeated: "Gululu?"

"...Hmm." But He Yunting didn't want to repeat it again.

The little thing seemed to suddenly become happy after hearing what Lin Han said. It turned a few somersaults in his palm and rubbed against his palm.

Lin Han tried to put it back on the ground and said, "Are you lost?"

As a result, Gululu started to purr very quickly, and finally swooped down and fell back into Lin Han's arms.

The expression on He Yunting's face changed without any trace: "..."

Lin Han finally rolled his eyes and stood up: "General, go back."

When He Yunting turned around, he saw the smile on his face.

So the eyes he looked at this little furball finally became kinder.

For some reason, Gululu seemed very close to Lin Han, even though they had just met.

Lin Han returned to the mecha, put Gululu aside, then took the metal piece that He Yunting brought back and began to fill the holes destroyed by the Zerg.

Due to limited conditions and materials, Lin Han could only reluctantly repair it to ensure that the outside environment would not affect the mecha and make it closed again.

While he was repairing it, He Yunting and Gululu stood and rolled around, waiting quietly for him to fix it.

"We can only do this for now." Lin Han turned to He Yunting and said, "We can't cultivate as well as before."

He Yunting was stunned for a moment, and then realized what "before" meant.

He once asked Lin Han to repair the mecha that had broken its right arm.

He Yunting: "..."

But Lin Han didn't say anything more.

"I'll take a break," he said.

Lin Han seemed to be very tired, so he put down the tools in his hands and leaned on the driver's seat.

But Gululu was still happily circling Lin Han, sometimes rubbing his trouser legs and sometimes scratching his cuffs.

It was like...there was something about Lin Han that kept attracting him.

After Lin Han leaned on the driver's seat, he felt as if his strength had suddenly been drained. Even the hunger he had just disappeared, his body began to feel weak, and his eyelids became heavy, but he was not too sleepy.

"Mr. Lin?" He Yunting felt something was wrong and called him.

"Yeah." Lin Han responded subconsciously, but he didn't even realize that the sound he made was soft and soft, as if he was very uncomfortable.

Probably because he had consumed too much physical and mental energy on this day, Lin Han didn't even realize what happened at this moment. He even muttered to He Yunting: "What's wrong?"

What he himself didn't notice was that there was already a scent of caramel wafting out of him.

When he came to the fourth round of training, Lin Han brought nutritional supplements and inhibitors, but things happened suddenly and accidents happened one after another, and he had no time to get them.

Lin Han, who had not taken any nutritional supplements for a day, managed to hold on for a long time, but finally couldn't hold on any longer.

His consciousness began to be pulled away, and he could not exert any strength. Deep in his body, he began to feel a heat that was even more unbearable than the outdoor temperature during the day.

He Yunting quickly understood after smelling this burst of pheromones.

Gululu seemed to be even more excited, rolling happily in Lin Han's sweet-smelling pheromones.

He Yunting was silent for a long time before finally moving his lips, wanting to tell Lin Han this fact.

"You seem..." He Yunting felt a little hard to say, and his usually cold face finally had some unusual expressions, "The estrus period has arrived."

Lin Han, who was dragged into the boundless abyss, couldn't even hear these words clearly.

He frowned and found it difficult to raise his hands. He moved uncomfortably on the driver's seat, but still tried hard to look at He Yunting and called him: "General."

what did you say?

Why can't I hear clearly?

He Yunting began to feel at a loss, and was even afraid of something happening, so he took a step back, even though he himself was not feeling well now.

"General." Lin Han was still calling him, his voice carrying a soft and waxy tone that was different from usual.

"Mr. Lin, you..." He Yunting said halfway. He wanted to repeat it, but he didn't know how to continue.

He turned on the mecha's air circulation system, but couldn't take his attention away from the sweet smelling Omega in front of him.

Lin Han still felt uncomfortable.

Gululu started to rub against him, but this little thing was too light.

He seemed to be longing for something, but due to too much mental and physical loss, he couldn't even explain what he was longing for.

He could only look at the tall man in front of him.

He just felt torture.

Lin Han looked at He Yunting, who looked a little nervous.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just squinted his eyes and stared at the speaking admiral.

He couldn't hear clearly what the general was saying.

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