Royal Alchemist

Since Independence Day, Gerald has suddenly cultivated himself.Except for normal class, training and meals every day, I don't date anyone, and I don't flirt with anyone anymore.

It was such a strange thing that even Safirol was surprised.

"Girod, how are you doing recently?" Safirol was worried for his friend.

"Why do you ask, I'm fine." Gerald was absent-minded, no matter what he did, he was out of his mind, "I'll rest now."

Girod lay on the bed tossing and turning unable to sleep, stayed up until midnight and simply got up and pulled out a small gift box from the cabinet.

The gift box contained a quill tailor-made for Jon. I wanted to give it to him on Independence Day, but because a series of chaotic things happened and there was no chance, I had to bring it back stupidly.

Tell Jon seriously?Gerald was obviously ashamed.Pretend nothing happened?Some are not reconciled.

What should we do next?Gerald was lost in thought.

After that, Jon and Girod always met with a bit of awkwardness, but the relationship was not as stiff as before. They no longer stared at each other when they met. In short, nothing but embarrassment was embarrassment. Both of them avoided mentioning the events of the day. As time went by, that kiss was like a stone pressing on the hearts of the two, even if it was heavy, there was always something blocking it.

This delay has passed for more than a month, and the summer vacation has arrived.

Holidays are basically a decoration for the students of the Royal Military Academy, especially during the winter and summer vacations, students will be arranged to go to various military sites for additional training.

This time, the content of the course is relatively rich, and there are many directions to choose from. Jon chose the herbal cultivation base.Although the raw materials of alchemists are mainly purchased, it is very important for excellent alchemists to learn about the planting habits of herbs, and there are many rare herbs with special medicinal properties. Some great alchemists like to grow them by themselves, including Jon The Clark family also has their own plantation.

But when Jon boarded the spaceship to cultivate the base, he unexpectedly found that Girod was also there.

There are not many students who choose to cultivate the base, and all of them are students of the alchemy department. Only Girod, a ginseng from the mechatronics department, is included in it, which is extremely conspicuous.

Girod had found a comfortable seat a long time ago, with sunglasses on his legs and fruit wine in his hand. He looked like a young man, and when he saw Jon getting on the boat, he pretended not to care and waved his hand: "Jon There are spaces around."

"Why are you here?" Jon lowered his voice.

Girod took off his sunglasses and pressed it against his temple: "I'm going to train."

"This ship is going to the herbal cultivation base!"

"I know."

"Why do you go to the herbal medicine base for training, a mech fighter!" Jon felt a little tired talking to him.

"In order to serve the empire better in the future, I can't limit myself to individual combat. It is necessary to understand the development of various fields of the empire. Even if I sacrifice one training, it is worthwhile."

This reason was so high-sounding that Jon couldn't refute it. Even though he knew he was talking nonsense, he couldn't do anything about it.

Girod had done his homework a long time ago. Qiuye went to the machine warfare training base with his boyfriend, Su Tongyang went to the hospital, and some other friends went to the refining factory, so Jon didn’t have many acquaintances during the extra training during the holiday. This is an opportunity to clarify the relationship between the two.

The planet they went to was a resource star dedicated to cultivating herbs. According to different conditions such as dimensions, altitude and climate, various planting areas were divided.Jon learned the characteristics of herbs and planting from the growers at the base. He was busy in and out all day long. He was very concerned about serving the herbs, taking care of them carefully and writing planting reports every day.

Gerald was extremely bored. He had no clear learning goals and knew nothing about herbs, so he had nothing to do all day, either wandering around the base or around Jon.

One night, just as Girod fell asleep, he felt the clinical Jon get up and get dressed, and then walked out of the dormitory.

What was he doing in the middle of the night?Girod was curious, and quietly got up and followed out.

Jon walked through the corridor alone, came to the medicine garden, and walked a part of the path along the criss-crossing paths to the greenhouse.

He stared blankly at the bright full moon in the sky at the door of the greenhouse, then took out a pot of medicinal herbs from the greenhouse and placed it where the moonlight was brightest.

"What are you doing?" Gerald asked.

Jon was taken aback by the sudden sound of a human voice in the quiet night. Seeing that it was Gerald, he stroked his chest and said, "I was scared to death. What are you doing sneakily?"

"I was sneaking? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to the medicine garden."

"What do you know? This is moonlight red. It needs to be dried in the moonlight to grow well. The moonlight that is so good tonight can't be wasted. Since you are here, help me move out the other pots."

"What, you want me to work." Although Girod complained, he had already rolled up his sleeves.

There are a total of ten pots of Moonlight Red, and the two of them hurried in and out and moved them to the open space outside the greenhouse. The round leaves glowed slightly red under the moonlight.

Girod looked at the flower pots all over the place: "You will stay here for a holiday, don't you stay up every night and move the herbs around to bask in the moon?"

Jon thinks about it, but he still feels very uncomfortable: "My moonlight red is planted in a greenhouse with an openable roof, and the equipment here is too poor. I can do a little bit."

He squatted next to a moonlight red plant, and carefully wiped the leaves with a clean soft cloth.

Gerald was bored by his side, watching him polish the leaves to shine.

Neither of them spoke, being too quiet made a little bit of embarrassment come to the minds of the two of them again, they remembered that kiss at the same time, their faces became hot involuntarily, so one wiped the leaves harder, and the other stared at the cracks on the ground Keep watching.

Gerald felt that he was extremely stupid, why couldn't he use his usual eloquence now?Obviously, he could casually talk about the topic of medicinal herb refining, and Jon would definitely talk about it, or just say something to laugh, but he couldn't say a word.

But it doesn't work if you don't talk, the two of them can't continue to be so awkward, can they?

"Ahem!" Gerald cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

Jon suddenly stopped what he was doing as if he had been frozen.

"Then what...that day..."

Before he could finish a sentence, a drop of water fell on the tip of his nose, which was cool.

The next moment, the patter of rain fell, and within a few seconds, the light rain turned into heavy rain.

"It's raining!" Jon yelled, "Move the herbs in quickly! Keep out of the rain!"

He took off his coat and put a cover on the flower pots, then took a pot and rushed into the greenhouse, and the single clothes on his body got wet after a while.

"Hey, you!" Gerald took off his coat, trying to cover him.

Jon pushed it away: "You cover the herbs, don't cover me!"

"okay!"

"Don't stand there stupidly! Help me move!"

"Oh, good!"

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling about!"

"Good good!"

The two hurriedly brought back the herbs that had just been moved out, and they were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and their busy work was in vain.

After finally putting all the flower pots in place, the two of them were already drenched.

Girod wiped the raindrops off his face, watched Jon shake the water from his head, and grabbed a towel to wipe his head.Unexpectedly, a large piece of mud was stained on that towel, and as soon as it rubbed against Jon's face, his fair face immediately turned black.

"Hahaha!" Gerald laughed.

Jon didn't know what happened and looked at him blankly.

Girod laughed so exaggeratedly that he hit the shelf behind him, and an opened bag of dirt slammed down on his head.

"Bah bah!" Gerald spat out the mud in his mouth, which covered his face with mud.

Jon pointed at him and leaned back with a smile: "Look at your appearance, Mr. Lennon! If your admirers see this, it won't break your heart!"

Girod was suddenly excited by the word "admirer": "You have the nerve to laugh at me! Look at yourself!"

"What's wrong with me?" Jon was still confused.

Gerald grabbed a handful of mud and wiped it on Jon, and the white shirt instantly turned into a muddy shirt.

"Girod! You bastard!" Jon yelled.

"Haha! Serve it right!" Gerald said triumphantly.

They were fighting, and suddenly there was a roar: "What are you two doing!"

The two froze in place when they saw a planter on the night shift standing at the door, shining a flashlight on them.

"Running around without sleeping in the middle of the night! Hurry up and go back!"

The two looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's dirty appearance.

The duty officer took a flashlight to them and said, "Why are you two in such a state? Go and wash."

The two of them ran out of the conservatory, pushing and shoving. The rain had stopped, and a torrent of rain came and went quickly. The two fools did nothing but made themselves into clay figures.

They rushed to the cleaning room and each found a water tap.

"It's all you!" Jon preemptively rushed into the water with his muddy shirt.

Girod saw a large piece of mud hanging on his head, and just about to reach out to help him get it off, Jon reflexively jumped to the side: "What are you doing!"

On the contrary, Girod was taken aback by him: "What are you doing with such a big reaction! You have mud on your hair! And your face!"

The hands were warm, the water was cold, and the two temperatures brushed against his cheeks. Jon froze on the spot.

The intimacy was done smoothly, and Gerald's hand stopped beside his ear, and he heard the sound of his heart beating faster.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say anything. Just as he made up his mind to pierce the layer of paper, Jon suddenly turned his head and left.

"Hey! Wait!" cried Gerald.

Jon really stopped.

Gerald's mind went blank, and at that moment he wanted to press him against the wall, hug him, kiss him hard, and strip him off, but in the end he just stood there in a daze, and the words he said were completely without passage Brain: "You have mud in your hair..."

Jon scratched his hair and walked away without looking back.

Only then did Gerald realize what he said, and at that moment he had the urge to slap himself a few times.