All the stars know that I am beautiful as a flower

26.

The crowd left the venue in an orderly manner, and Garin was led by several soldiers out of the lecture hall through the back door.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way—"

A man pushed through the crowd and rushed out the door aggressively.

Rein rushed to the escort car, raised his hand to the escort, grabbed Galin's arm and dragged him over, pressing against the car door: "You just left?! I mobilized the entire jury for you The main leader of the company, so that Lord had to find an excuse to go down to the Swabian star himself, is this how you repay me?"

He suddenly approached Jialin, and his warm breath sprayed on Jialin's neck suddenly, and he whispered: "I even forged a genetic sample for you... Do you think that based on the state you just came out of estrus, it might be from just now?" Data? Just a blood sample is enough to make you-"

"Let go!" Galin grabbed Rein's wrist and looked up instantly, "Reinhard, I never asked you to do this for me, you'd better figure it out, are you for me, or for me? For yourself!"

He struggled for a while, probably because the interrogation room had exhausted his physical strength, and he didn't waver at all under Rein's control. Rein was so angry that he laughed out loud: "I'm for myself? Jialin, you think so My feelings for you?—I won’t tell you this, you gave Lord that last video, didn’t you? You’ve prepared for this day, haven’t you? Use me to climb Lord, escape from me— — After all, for a person like you who is following the trend, Lord is obviously more beneficial to you than me, isn't he?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jialin's face turned cold instantly.

"Between Lord and me, you would rather choose Lord, whom you have never met, than trust me?"

"Listen, Rein." Galin took half a step back, and Rein held his arm so that he could not move further away, Galin gritted his teeth patiently, and said, "You marked me, it doesn't mean anything , and I don't need you to take any responsibility for me. As I explained to you, I was an alpha—I was born an alpha. Biology will tell you that when a person's genes are forcibly modified by external forces, there is Some things cannot be fundamentally changed. As you see my real genetic report. I have 63.5% alpha determining genes, and the average Omega will not exceed 0.5%. Some cruel experiment shows that that cannot be changed part of it is the reproductive system."

Galin raised his head and said coldly: "I'm an alpha, Reinhard. Please remember, you won't have any influence on me if you mark me, and you don't have to fulfill any obligations to me, and you don't have any obligations. Responsibility. I am very grateful for the care you have shown me, but this cannot offset my... hatred for you."

All of a sudden, Rein seemed to be struck by lightning, and stood there stiffly. Galin gave him a cold look, broke free from his restraints, and followed the two soldiers into the car.

The special car drove away, and the lead gray body was burned in Rein's eyes.They are about to cross the entire Ares Plain and board the plane at the Elton Interplanetary Airport. The deep-space spaceship will carry the extremely handsome and extremely indifferent young man to the Long River Fortress hundreds of trillions of kilometers away, where he will turn into a meteor in the sky. A flash in his life.

Being marked doesn't affect him in any way, but what about Rein?Jialin never thought about him from the beginning to the end!From the beginning to the end, he was regarded as a hostile object who was eyeing him!

He never... never looked at his sincerity.

Reinhard never expected to have any extra affection for anyone in the devolution of Schwaben, and when the taillights of the special car disappeared from his field of vision, he felt it belatedly. The sharp and unbearable reluctance almost surged with emotions similar to irritability.

It was as if, Galin was panting under him, struggling to escape, when the pheromone entanglement was interrupted at that moment, the alpha's instinct pulled the hormones, causing his whole body to convulse in pain, his blood surged, and he just wanted to put It was like when the other party grabbed it back and pressed it down hard.

...and he is clearly sober now.

There are no male hormones around, and no lust | to hinder thinking.

He couldn't accept that the young man who had left a glimpse of his devolved career would never see him again.

"Major General." A voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Lein turned his head in response. A red-haired young man in plain clothes stood behind him, holding up an official document and a badge in his hand, "Please come with us , we need to understand something."

The eagle with its wings spread out in the shape of a V in the silver compass, the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

"Mr. Jialin, someone is looking for you." The soldier in the front row handed him the ear pulse through the teleportation hole, "Your current authority has not been completely lifted, but the content of the internal communication is top secret, please don't worry. "

Jialin glanced at him and opened his ears: "Hello."

"You did a good job. This video material is indeed beyond my expectation." The man's voice changed hoarsely from the sound hole.

"Thank you." Jialin said lightly, "Then how do you think about my conditions?"

"Even on the border, there are celestial bodies with better conditions on the Changhe Fortress. You can choose those planets." The man hesitated for a second, "SW-1135 is the one with the most frequent wars. Are you sure you want to go there?"

"Yes." Galen replied.

"...Yes. The chairman will personally handle the transfer report for you, and someone will pick you up at the airport soon." The man said, "But I have something to ask you."

"You ask."

"Mr. Reinhard, do you really have..." the male voice considered his words, "Do you have any special feelings?"

"I'm afraid you have to ask him yourself." Jialin sneered, "Maybe you should try to put a few more Omega around him, he will be very happy."

He put the headset back into the transmission port, and the special soldier next to him put on a windbreaker for him. Galin pulled the neckline, and when his fingertips touched the back of his neck, he paused for half a second, then turned his face and looked out the car window .

The sky was getting late outside the window, looking at the vastness of the river in the distance, and the faint lights in the carriage shone down. Jialin was wearing a white shirt and a gray windbreaker, which made his temperament more calm and peaceful, and he suddenly seemed soft and indifferent to the world. Feel.

Rein has always been infatuated with him like this. It started when Galin was still a service student at the Ares Military Academy. He passed the classroom between evening classes. Galin put on a coat and tilted his head to calculate the problem. The gap between them has not yet formed, he does not know Galin's identity, and Galin's hands are not stained with the blood of millions of federal people, they are as ordinary as any pair of students and instructors who meet in school, It's just an ignorance, a heart like a drum.

Kenny woke up from the bed in the dormitory, and found that the front window was brightly lit, and a new day began again.

The man held his breath and paused for a while, making sure that the long night had indeed passed, and then barely got up from the bed with his bloodshot eyes, and began to make the quilt.

"Old ghost... Fuck! It's only five o'clock!" The man in the opposite shop raised his arm and glanced at the bracelet, turned over heavily, and cursed, "Fuck|Your old mother! Smelly old ghost!...every day It has disturbed people's dreams for a long time, no wonder if you stay here for a lifetime, you will be a transport soldier...Fuck!..."

The man cursed and fell asleep again. Several people who were awakened by his curses knocked on the bed in dissatisfaction. The old man could only smile obscenely and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Today is [-] Dot... I'm going to..."

He muttered a few times, but found that no one responded to him, and the snoring sounded again and again.

This is a group of young and energetic soldiers.Kenny thought.Then he walked down the corridor and into the bathroom.

In the mirror, there was a very haggard old face. The top of his head was half bald. He could only look less pitiful by wearing a military cap. Even the military cap could not hide his sagging eye bags and cheeks, which were brown. His freckles covered his swarthy face, making him look more than ten years older than his real age.

Kenny is not yet forty this year.He was a day and a half away from his 38th birthday.

He had been wracked by insomnia and trauma into what he was now, old, frail, listless, and yes.Being scolded and ridiculed by a group of uneducated and rude betas.

He was also an alpha once, and he was once... so prosperous and prosperous, as if he had a bright future.

Kenny didn't allow himself to dwell on the past, he had to do his best not to let his current life collapse too much, and he still had important tasks to complete.

Kenny rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and buttoned the buttons of his uniform one by one.

His homeland has not forgotten him, and he is about to pick up a young man from Swabia at the airport.The other party voluntarily went to sw-1135 to complete his military service and was stationed on the frontier of the Republic where elites were most needed.

Kenny came out of the bathroom, glanced at the messy dormitory of the mercenaries, and strode outside.

His country has not forgotten him.

When the spaceship landed, there was a violent turbulence. Galin leaned in the cockpit and held on to the safety cover to endure for half an hour. When the spaceship started to glide, he vomited.

His stomach has been in bad condition since the last time he was injured, and the inhibitors from informal channels have chronically damaged his spleen and stomach, and his diet is irregular at every turn. Galin leaned against the chair and pressed his stomach in a bit of collapse, when he heard the AI's automatic announcement: "The Republic 11 has landed safely and docked with the transfer station. The response personnel are confirming...the whole ship will be decompressed in 15 minutes and the hatch will be opened. Please get ready for landing..."

Garin's face was pale, and he stood up while leaning on his chair to confirm the landing.

Kenny was looking up at him from below when the hatch opened.

This should have been a normal thing. After all, there was no one else in the cabin, and this was the only person in charge of the reception. Garin only glanced at him, and then lowered his head to sign the arrival statement.

After signing the report, he went down and found that the middle-aged man was still standing there watching him.

Could it be that I look too bad?

Jialin couldn't help but think, maybe he's just waiting for me to say hello?After all, veterans in the military are like this.

Without hesitation, he waited for the hatch to close before walking towards the other party: "You..."

He just picked up his steps to walk over, but the other party suddenly came back to his senses, and took a step back!

The man's movements were too large, as if he was about to fall, Jialin was stunned and speechless, so he could only stop on the spot with his hands down and look at him.

what happened?

How is he?

No... It must be the wrong person. With billions of residents in the Federation, it is normal to have a few similar people, right?

But it's so similar... how is it possible?The hatch opened slowly, and when this person walked out from behind, it was like turning back time for an instant, the ghost in hell returned to the world, and everything that was sealed was replayed!

Can't think about it anymore!Can't think about it anymore!

"You have to face your traumatic experience, you need to accept it, everyone makes mistakes, you need to reconcile with your mistakes, you have been resisting communication and honesty, which will continue to magnify that hurt, and even affect your future. The whole life, you have been staying in the irritable and withdrawn, you need to come out of the traumatic experience..."

Garin glanced at the respondent's name displayed on the wristband, and shouted, "Sergeant Kenny Fleischer?"

Kenny came back to his senses suddenly: "Yes."

I can not.

I can not do it.

I repented of that scene of hell in the world and my past bestiality, and I paid my future and the best life for it, but I couldn’t face it directly, and I couldn’t face myself who was once dominated by beasts and instincts.