glory [rebirth]

end of the month.

"I just removed the surveillance a while ago, and I asked us to install it again today. What are you doing so nonsense, Colonel?" Jin Mao complained while installing the pinhole camera in a hidden location.

"I don't know, maybe there are new clues."

"Last time I said to check hygiene, this time it is to check prohibited items. Hey, what reason do you think we have to sneak in next time?" Seeing that Yi Ermo ignored him, the golden retriever patted the dust on his hands, and said helplessly: "Okay Now, can you ask Schwartz if he has received a signal?"

[Schwartz: Received, everything on the monitoring screen is normal. 】

Irmo raised the ring to the golden retriever.

[Schwartz: Chicken Feather, you are complaining about Colonel again, be careful and I will sue! xd]

Golden Retriever: "..."

The golden retriever snatched Yi Ermo's bracelet, and sent a voice message: "Can you call golden retriever well? What chicken feathers! I'll beat you to death!"

【Schwartz: Irmo won't let you bully me! xd]

The golden retriever couldn't bear it and said "scroll" to the bracelet.

Ermo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and rubbed Jin Mao's head to express his sympathy.

Building b, room 327.

"Mom, um, I'm on vacation tomorrow. Are you home then? Do you want to bring something back? I'll pass by the supermarket on the way." Mu Qingtong leaned against the wall with a relaxed expression, "Oh, that's fine, I'll just go Come back."

He turned his head and saw that Jiang Yao's bracelet had been remotely controlled by Schwartz, opened the monitoring interface, and the real-time monitoring screen was synchronized to the screen.Ermo's big face appeared on one of the screens, and a blond man stood beside him, observing everything in the room with a screwdriver.

"Mom, I still have to practice in the afternoon. I'll talk about it when I come back tomorrow, bye." Mu Qingtong walked towards the bracelet while talking to Mu's mother, and then turned off her communicator.

The cameras were installed at the same location as last time, and there were almost no dead spots in the room, and two of them were facing Lyle's bed.

Hoping to find out the problem this time, Mu Qingtong touched his chin.

No... Will Lyall take advantage of this to leave school?

If he really had contact with other people in private, he would definitely do something when he left the military academy after staying in the army for so long...

Mu Qingtong immediately called Lawson to apply.

[Mu Qingtong: Colonel, tomorrow is the freshman holiday. I suspect that Lyle will use this time to contact other people and want to apply for tracking and monitoring. ] A few minutes later, Lawson sent a reply.

[Lawson: Approved. 】

[Mu Qingtong: If there is any situation, I will report to you as soon as possible. 】

Tokas Military Academy, downstairs of the Security Monitoring Center.

"Hey hey!" Damian shouted, his hands in his trouser pockets, his bristly hair sticking out at the ends, his hat pinned under his epaulets, and the top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned for a clear view. There was a metal necklace tag hanging around his neck, and he leaned lazily on the tree trunk, looking like a soldier, "Little stammer, come here."

Schwartz was just about to go up with the takeaway, when he heard Damian's voice as if he had seen a ghost, his body froze instantly, he glanced behind him secretly, and immediately ran away like a little rabbit.

Damian: "..."

"It's the opposite of you..." Damian muttered, and then he ran three steps at a time and ran behind Schwartz at a sprint speed, grabbing his clothes, "How dare you run?"

The two were running to the stairs, and Schwartz was moving forward at full speed. His clothes were caught on the ground, and due to the huge inertia, he suddenly fell backwards.

"Ah—" the sudden weightlessness Schwartz inevitably cried out in horror.

Damian had sharp eyes and quick hands, while he was holding on to the handrail tightly, the other arm was already open, embracing the falling Schwartz, and taught: "Be careful!"

Schwartz was still in shock and was still panting heavily. His back was pressed against Damian's broad chest, and the domineering male hormones immediately scrambled to surround him, giving him the illusion of being invaded.

The two stalemate on the stairs for a few seconds, and Schwartz's face inevitably turned red. He struggled to break free from Damian's shackles, but the latter's arms were amazing, and he maintained the same posture from beginning to end.

"You, you, let me go!" Schwartz said angrily.

"Oh." Damian replied honestly.

Schwartz: "?"

Suddenly Damian let go of Schwartz's clothes, Schwartz was caught off guard, and suddenly rushed forward, Damian smirked and put his arms around Schwartz's waist again: "You can't let go, I let you go!" If you drive you, you will fall."

After going back and forth like this, the takeaway in Schwartz's hand was thrown far away in a parabolic shape uncontrollably, and fell to the ground with a "slap", the lunch box fell to pieces, and the rice grains mixed with vegetables spilled into the bag.

Schwartz: "..."

Damian: "..."

Seeing the mess on the stairs, Schwartz bit his lower lip, his jaw began to tremble uncontrollably, he sniffed and said nothing.

Damian couldn't see his expression, but heard the voice, he quickly let go and turned Schwartz around, put away his joking tone, and said, "I'm sorry, I'll pay you..."

Schwartz stared at him with red eyes, unable to say a word.

When Damian saw his expression for the first time, he was a little nervous, as if infected, he even started to stutter: "I, I'll clean it up."

Schwartz ignored him, stood a little further away, leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, hugged his knees, and the military uniform on his body was crumpled again.

Damian walked over anxiously, picked up the bag and stuffed it into the trash can, then walked back and squatted next to Schwartz.

"Hey, just say something, little stutterer." Damian stared at Schwartz and said nervously.

Schwartz's eyes were wet, he reached out and wiped the corners of them vigorously, but ignored Damian.

Damian was quite at a loss. No matter how much he teased the little stutterer in the past, no matter how upset the little stutterer would be, he would reply him a few words. This time, he should be really angry.

At this time, one of Schwartz's colleagues came down the stairwell suddenly. Seeing the two of them squatting on the stairs together like children, Damian scratched his head like a monkey anxiously.After thinking about it for a while, I understood what was going on. The colleague passed by them with a delicate expression, and even looked back at them.

"Damian, are you bullying us Xiao Hei again?" The colleague couldn't help but tease.

"No, no, no!" Damian was upset, he didn't stand up and salute because the other party's military rank was the same as his.

Schwartz's colleague said again: "Xiao Hei, beat him to death now, he will never fight back."

Schwartz's nose was sour, and he let out a nasal "huh".

The colleague smiled and shook his head, and went downstairs.

"Hey, say something, why don't you hit me?" Damian grabbed Schwartz's wrist and yelled into his face.

Schwartz lacked interest, tears were rolling in his eyes, and he had no strength in his hands.

Damian said anxiously: "Don't do this, I was wrong, I just joked with you! Really! Say something, I beg you..."

Schwartz's jaw trembled slightly, he drew back his hand, wiped away his tears, his eyes were flushed, and he said intermittently: "You, why are you always...bullying, bullying me? I, I know what I said, To put it badly, I have been laughed at by others since I was a child. Because I, I am the first in every exam, he, they don’t play with me... Later, I stopped going to school, got, got a lot Award, full, full marks, and I got into Class A, then, no one laughed at me... They were all right, very good to me, and now, my current colleagues are, too..."

Damian: "..."

Schwartz cried again while talking, wiped away his tears and said wronged: "You, you don't like me, I, I can not meet you... Anyway, I only work on this side anyway, you, you are The teaching area is in class, why did you come here to laugh at me...I..."

Schwartz couldn't go on anymore, the super long reflex arc finally worked, and he began to feel a little ashamed, stood up and said sullenly: "I, I won't tell you, I, I still have, I have a job in the afternoon Woolen cloth……"

Schwartz's words caught Damian by surprise. How could the stuttering EQ be so low?

How can I fix it... Damian is in a state of desperation.

"Schwartz?" Seeing that he was about to leave, Damian grabbed his arm.

Schwartz shook him off.

Damian sighed, put his arms around Schwartz, and said helplessly, "I like you, little stammer."

Schwartz hadn't reacted to the previous sentence, but suddenly collapsed when he heard the latter sentence: "You, you, you still call me little, little stammer!"

Damian: "..."

These words wiped out all the courage that Damian had finally mustered up. Damian realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly made up for it: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I really like you! also……"

"You, you, you still call me little, little stammer!" Schwartz interrupted him, holding on to this point.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Damian almost knelt in front of Schwartz, he panicked, "I will never call you that again, okay? I didn't mean to bully you! I really I like you very much, I liked you the first time I saw you!"

Schwartz retorted: "You, you obviously hate me! You also said that you would hit me!"

Damian: "..."

Is that the point?Damian pulled his hair irritably, suddenly his eyes lit up, he thought of something, he quickly took out a few milk candies from his pocket, and said proudly: "Here!"

Schwartz: "???"

Damian said: "Don't you like to eat this candy? I asked someone to buy a lot from outside, and I will give you candy today..."

Schwartz looked at him suspiciously, afraid that Damian would trick him, but the temptation of milk candy made him want to reach for it again.

"It's all for you." Damian saw his entanglement, and simply put the candy in his hand, and said, "If you really hate me calling you that, I won't call you that again, really, I'll tell you swear."

Schwartz looked at him with a "you're possessed by something dirty" look.

Damian said speechlessly: "I have said several times that I really like you, because I like you, I treat you like this, I have always wanted to joke with you, talk to you more...but it seems to be counterproductive .I don't want you to hate me..."

"Don't hate me..." Damian was always glib, but at this moment, he unexpectedly ran out of words. He tugged at the corner of his clothes in embarrassment, and continued, "I can't eat, I'll wait a while." I'll take it to eat something else, I'll treat you, okay?"

Schwartz remained silent, as if he still couldn't trust Damian.

Damian took his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go..."

Schwartz didn't resist, and followed him obediently.

The two were walking on the stairs, and Damian wondered why Schwartz didn't respond at all. He continued, "Aren't we going to have a holiday tomorrow? Shouldn't you be too? Tomorrow is the weekend."

Schwartz let out a muffled "hmm".

"I want to ask you to hang out, okay?" Damian begged.

Schwartz seemed a little hesitant.

Damian looked a little embarrassed and hurt, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree, it's the same if I'm alone at school, anyway, I only have two days off..."

Schwartz couldn't bear to see him like this. He was silent for a while, and said, "Do you still have milk candy?"

"Yes." Damian was taken aback, touched his pocket subconsciously, and found that it was empty, and explained, "But I've given you all the milk candies I just brought, and I'll put the rest in the dormitory gone."

Schwartz said: "You give, give me sugar, and I will go with you."

Damian was still in a state of dementia, and after a few seconds, he suddenly jumped up and said, "Really? I'll get it later! I got people to buy a lot!"

Schwartz turned his face away to ignore him.

Damian was very happy, and said briskly, "Hey, you like this kind of milk candy so much, why don't I just call you little rabbit?"

Schwartz: "..."

Damian asked: "If you don't speak, you don't object?"

Schwartz didn't care about such a nickname, and nodded reluctantly: "Well..."

After the two walked a long way, Damian realized one thing belatedly—did Schwartz not realize that what he just said was a confession?