The alliance forced me to treat the admiral

"So, you came here in a hurry because you wanted me to... change your sex?" Wei Xi listened for a while, and finally said "I like you, but you can't forget my dad, so I pretended to be my father." "Dad" relationship was clarified, and he looked at Si Yiming who was sitting cross-legged on the central conference table with displeasure written all over his face.

Is this brat really smart?

"Yes, can't you?" Si Yiming said angrily.

"I saw it. There's nothing wrong with being a stand-in. At least he can take care of me for a while for my dad's sake. Anyway, it's probably the same in this life. Whatever you want."

There is a strong sense of anger in the words, like a rogue child.

Wei Xi folded his arms and sighed deeply.

Just an hour ago, Si Yiming exhausted his acting skills all his life, and finally convinced the ancestor inside that "I" was a young man who pretended to be in his twenties but was under [-] in real life, and his body and energy were at the peak of his life Boy, because of a mental strength anti-stress training that exceeded the standard for no reason, he was so weak that he couldn't even release a trace of mental strength, let alone such a difficult operation as mental counseling.

Si Yiming forcefully explained the reason why he couldn't give Yan Chi spiritual counseling now.As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and supported his forehead.

What the hell is he talking about...

Such a clumsy reason... Even he himself can't stand it.

But I didn't expect that Yan Chi would believe such a flawed reason.

Yan Chi listened to his words, lowered his eyes, and chuckled inexplicably: "This trick again..."

He turned sideways, stretched out a plain white hand, patted the back of Si Yiming's hand reassuringly, and smiled softly: "These people with families and backgrounds have never been used to those of us who enlisted in the army from outside. , It's normal to do these small tricks behind the scenes."

"Brother Ming, just ignore these people, just be patient for a while."

"I have done a good job in this task. In a few days, the military department should give me a promotion in rank, salary and benefits. After you finish training and officially enlist in the army, I can report to the above and transfer you to In my team, there is a good way to take care of each other."

"If Brother Ming really can't bear it, it doesn't matter if he wants to retire from the army. The social benefits of the guide are still very high, and he can also receive subsidies on weekdays. Brother, you can go out and open a small shop to earn some money and live a good life. It's really not good... ·”

The beauty, who was usually cold and unsmiling, raised her head slightly at this time, her neck raised a graceful arc, there was a slight smile on her lips, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be overflowing.

"I raise you."

Qingyue's voice is gentle but firm, it's not a joke, but a promise, a promise that will be fulfilled when it is said.

Si Yiming, who has been raised by the man in front of him as his son for more than ten years... doesn't know what he should say now.

If he hadn't known in advance that his father was a straight man of steel, and that he was a couple with his mother, and had given birth to a son like him, Si Yiming would have felt that his father, Siming, had really had an affair with Yan Chi back then.

But as it is now...

It is estimated that there is a horoscope, but the flick turned a corner and flew into the sky.

He got the correct answer by mistake, and the script, which was full of flaws, was rounded up like this, but Si Yiming was not happy at all.

He knew from the beginning that Yan Chi would adopt him because of his deceased father - Siming.

But after so many years, he still couldn't figure out what kind of emotion Yan Chi had for Siming.

Yan Chi was able to tell him about Siming's deeds during his lifetime, the story of his father and mother's acquaintance and love, without revealing any of his personal evaluations and emotions during the whole process, as if he was telling him about a stranger. , not his best friend.

When Si Yiming was five or six years old, he hadn't grown up to the jerk that he later became, and he was a little well-behaved in the face of this completely unfamiliar environment in front of him.

At that time, he always liked to pull Yan Chi's trousers, with a restrained expression on his face, he chased after Yan Chi and asked, "Big brother, my father... what kind of person is he?"

Whenever this time, Yan Chi would always squat down and touch his head, his eyes complicated as if looking at another person through him, and then...

Issued his good person card that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Your dad is a very nice man."

Others say that Siming and Yan Chi are the best partners.

The compatibility rate is as high as 70%, and they have known each other since childhood, and they know everything about each other, and they have a tacit understanding on the battlefield, and they can even entrust their lives to each other without hesitation.

Everyone thought they should be a couple, but no one expected that Siming would choose to marry an ordinary man as his wife in the end.

You know, so far no pair of sentinel guides has been able to escape the law of "determinism of fit".

Thinking of this, Si Yiming ruffled his hair in a particularly irritable manner.

Sentinels and guides.

If he could find a partner with a high degree of compatibility with him, the sentinel guide would basically not use inhibitors to suppress his mental rampage and bond fever, and instead use temporary marking.

Moreover, Yan Chi is not a dark sentinel. Although his self-control is already top-notch, it is still not enough to face this irresistible physiological impulse.

so···

Did they mark it in the first place?

It should be impossible to permanently mark, after all, I still have a mother who was spoiled by my father in my memory, and once the sentinel guide who has been permanently marked betrays the other party, he will suffer mental backlash.

What about...temporary markers?

Si Yiming just imagined the scene of the two gnawing each other's necks for a moment, and he pressed a mark on the alloy table under his hands, and the light blue mental power gradually condensed into a small vortex above his head.

"Hey, hey, don't tear me down." Wei Xi immediately condensed a wave of mental power to calm the irritable energy in the air.

Si Yiming calmed down, turned around, and started to ask questions with a sincere face.

"Brother Wei, is there really no medicine that can induce the sentinel to develop into a guide for the second time?"

Wei Xi was very calm, and resolutely refused: "No."

"Didn't you say last time that you don't have any? Three years have passed, and it hasn't been developed yet?"

Wei Xi said coldly: "I was not familiar with you last time, but now I am, so to tell you the truth, this kind of medicine is very harmful to the human body, and the alliance will not allow its research and development. Don't even think about it."

Si Yiming didn't give up: "What about the surgery?"

Wei Xi glanced at him: "Article 120 of the "Alliance Sentinel Guide Protection Code", if there is no life-threatening situation, no surgery can be performed on the glands of the sentry or guide."

Si Yiming thought for a while: "Then if I get seriously injured on the battlefield later, Brother Wei, you can change my glands while you're treating me."

Wei Xi's eyes widened when he heard that, "Are you crazy?!"

The cost of this kind of operation is extremely high, and the success rate is not high. In case of failure... it is lucky to be able to return to an ordinary person with the ability to take care of himself.

"How can you guarantee that after you become a guide, you will have a high degree of compatibility with Major General Yan Chi." Wei Xi rubbed his eyebrows: "The degree of compatibility has nothing to do with genetics."

The air was silent for a moment, and after a long time, Si Yiming chuckled: "That's better than the current situation where the two sentries pinch each other as soon as they meet."

Since the war started half a year ago, Si Yiming can clearly feel that the interaction between the two is decreasing.

Originally, I thought that if we were both on the front line, we would spend more time meeting each other than before "living in two places", but it turned out to be the opposite.

Sometimes, Si Yiming wondered if there was an invisible force between the two of them.

It was not easy to lick blood with the tip of a knife on the battlefield. He and Yan Chi hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and the first time they met was because of the ugly reason of "Yan Chi was seriously injured and his life or death is uncertain".

Even if he already knew that Yan Chi was fine now, Si Yiming still couldn't forget how he felt when he heard the bad news that day.

It feels like the whole world is turned upside down.

There seemed to be a fire in his heart, which burned all his reason in an instant.

Let him fill his head with nothing but "impossible" and "where is he".

Instead of waiting for him and the distance between the two of them gradually drifting away, or some unexpected situation occurs, and the two of them will be separated forever, it is better to take this opportunity to stay by his side for a while longer.

— not as father and son.

It doesn't matter if it's fake.

Si Yiming chuckled a bit self-deprecatingly: "I really hope that his memory can stay in the past forever, never recover, at least let him think that my dad is still alive."

"Then you can always pretend to be your father?" Wei Xi frowned, revealing his thoughts mercilessly.

Si Yiming didn't say anything, which was a kind of tacit consent.

"Aren't you underestimating Major General Yan Chi?" Wei Xi walked up to Si Yiming with a serious expression and sharp eyes.

"So what if he once liked your father."

"Do you think he's the kind of person who's been dwelling on the past?"

No.

Si Yiming thought.

But so what, Yan Chi doesn't like him now either.

The end result is still not the same.

Wei Xi watched Si Yiming shut his mouth tightly, with a look of reluctance. Knowing that this kid couldn't listen to anything now, he gave up and continued to persuade, leaning on the table behind him, with his hands folded around his chest, his eyes closed. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Does Yan Chi really have no feelings for Si Yiming?

Wei Xi doesn't think so.

On the day Yan Chi was seriously injured, Wei Xi boarded the starship immediately after receiving the news, and became Yan Chi's attending physician.

When he was treating Yan Chi, he heard this cold and serious major general chanting someone's name when he was unconscious.

At that time, he also felt that the secret love of a certain devoted wolf cub was finally about to blossom.

But the next second he thought of Si Yiming's father.

Siming, Si Yiming.

When he was unconscious, his voice was a little cohesive, and some sounds would be overshadowed. For a while, Wei Xi couldn't tell whose name Yan Chi was calling when he was dying.

So he never told Si Yiming about it.

But when Si Yiming complained to him just now... he really wanted to know the answer to this question.

If Siming was what Yan Chi was thinking of at that time, what he yelled definitely wasn't his name—it was "Brother Ming".

Thinking of this, Wei Xi tilted his head, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little playful.

"Yan Chi's self-esteem is very strong, and some emotions will not be expressed."

Si Yiming raised his head and looked at Wei Xi.

"But he is a very affectionate person. Although he looks cold on the outside, he is actually very soft."

"The relationship and bond you have had with him for so many years is not easily worn away."

"For this kind of person, I suggest you play the straight ball."

"After he recovers, it's better to confess directly than you are thinking about it alone now."

"It's really impossible to prescribe medicine and force him to submit..." Wei Xi rubbed his chin, and slowly lowered his voice: "Although this method is a little bit damaged, it is not impossible. For people like Yan Chi, the effect may be surprisingly good ···”

"What do you think···"

Wei Xi turned his head to look at his client.

But he found that a certain little bastard suddenly stepped back a little, with a complicated expression and a bit of disgust.

"Brother Wei...you also relied on this trick to abduct the admiral?"

Si Yiming was silent.

"The admiral... he didn't throw you out?"

Wei Xi:······

abduction?

He was the one who took the initiative to abduct me back then, okay!

And they have connected with each other from the very beginning, unlike the two of you... you are still stuck in the link of "don't know each other's mind".

If you don't listen to the good words of the seniors, don't run to him and cry if you can't catch up with anyone in the future.

"Forget it, you'd better settle the matter in front of you first."

Wei Xi said a little angrily, and turned back to the main console, dropped out of Yanchi's real-time updated data to check carefully.

"Although you are now pretending to be your father, his memory will not stay in that fragment forever, and will continue to move forward."

"What are you going to do next, keep pretending?"

Si Yiming was silent for a while, his eyes fixed on a point in the void.

"Let's take one step at a time."

"While he's still not well, why not pretend for a while longer?" Si Yiming said pretending to be relaxed, but there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

Obviously he is Yan Chi's closest person, but now he has to replace someone else's identity to stay by his side for a while longer.

It's a bit sad.

"Brother Wei, I suddenly thought of something, so I won't disturb you for now." Si Yiming jumped off the table and walked to the door.

"Well, good." Wei Xi smiled, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and yawned lightly.

"Brother Wei... are you sleepy now?" Si Yiming was taken aback when he saw this.

With their level of mental strength, it is almost impossible to get sleepy.

"Well..." Wei Xi wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and joked, "I've been buried in the laboratory for the past two days, and I haven't closed my eyes. Consultant, can you not be sleepy?"

"Uh... Sorry, Brother Wei." Si Yiming finally noticed the faint blackness under Wei Xi's eyes, and he felt a little embarrassed at this moment, no matter how stupid he was.

He has indeed troubled Wei Xi a lot these days.

"I'll disappear immediately, you pay attention to rest."

As soon as the voice fell, the person disappeared outside the door, and deliberately lowered the sound when closing the door.

Wei Xi looked at Si Yiming's back and shook his head with a broken smile.

rest?

He doesn't feel like resting now.

The cracking spectrum corresponding to the infrasonic weapon, the new drug to resist psychotropic drugs, and the radiation tower...

After his joint research with the Capital Star Research Institute in the past few days, he has a little clue, but the whole is still in a bottleneck state.

If the most critical link cannot be found, the progress of research cannot be advanced.

Wei Xi splashed cold water on his face, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and blinked vigorously. Feeling that his mental state had almost recovered, he returned to the laboratory immediately.

Yu Rong is most familiar with Wei Xi's current state.

In the first-level workaholic state, he only uses nutritional supplements for meals and hardly sleeps.

The highest record was buried in the laboratory for a whole week, and finally he was so tired that he fell asleep directly on the laboratory bench, and was carried back by a certain general whose face was almost blackened into a pot.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Xi glanced at the time, and remembered that one night before, he cried and promised in front of someone that he would never torture his body like before.

Wei Xi looked at the series of charts and data in front of him, feeling rather reluctant in his eyes, and finally reluctantly gave up, walked to the clean cabin about three meters away, lay down in it, and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

This should be considered a break.

Well, he didn't break his promise.

Wei Xi convinced himself.

Although his eyes were closed, a series of data and plans were still circling in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

When thinking of some key points, Wei Xi felt a little itchy, and had the urge to get up and fight another [-] rounds in the laboratory.

But as soon as the idea came up, he was stifled.

Rest, um, rest.

Maybe when you wake up, you will have new ideas in your mind.

Thinking about it this way, taking a break is actually not a complete waste of time... right?

When you close your eyes, your other senses become more sensitive.

Wei Xi turned his body sideways, forcibly put aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his head, counted his heartbeat one by one, and urged himself to fall asleep.

Just when he felt that he was only a thousand sheep away from falling asleep, the door of the cleaning cabin was suddenly opened.

Before he had time to see who the person in front of him was, a pair of warm and generous hands hugged him horizontally.

The familiar aura made Wei Xi unable to resist at all. He automatically wrapped his arms around the neck of the person in front of him, and wrapped his legs around his thin waist.

One hand rested on the back of his neck, gently kneading it once in a while, and the other hand picked up the corner of his clothes and touched his back.

Fiery kisses fell on his neck thinly and densely, kissing his cheeks, ear temples, eyes, and even his forehead all the way up.

"Xiaoxi, how did you promise me before, huh?"

"I'm not watching by your side, so you don't care about your body?"

"Or," the man chuckled, his deep magnetic voice was numb to the bones, revealing infinite ambiguity, and he whispered in Wei Xi's ear with a breathy voice, "Do you want... let me punish you?"

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