Chapter 57 Registration 1

As the first ray of sunlight in the morning climbed onto the windowsill of Boyue Mansion, Lin Yao received a call from the Delin family.

The person on the other end of the line was Butler Zhan. His voice was a little deeper than usual. He said that Uncle Fu had passed away in the early morning and was peaceful in his room.

Lin Yao held the laptop in his hand, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the still busy Star Harbor, his heart calm.

I felt neither surprised nor regretful, it was like hearing the end of a play that had already been written.

He remembered how Uncle Fu looked when he left yesterday. He walked slowly but with extraordinary determination, as if he had finally removed the shackles he had been carrying for half his life.

"Now that you've said everything you need to say, I can go find him."

This is what Uncle Fu said at the time, with an almost pious expectation in his eyes.

By then, Uncle Fu must have been ready!

De Linfeng held a simple funeral for Uncle Fu.

All that was told to the outside world was that the old servant of the De Lin family had died of old age. Some relatives and friends came and received some formulaic condolences.

Butler Zhan later mentioned to Lin Yao that Uncle Fu's ashes were buried in Wuling Mountain, a quiet place, which was also Uncle Fu's last wish.

Lin Yao knew that place. The original owner's parents had an accident in Wuling Mountain.

Before the funeral, De Linfeng specifically sent a message to invite Lin Yao, his tone slightly gentle, "Xiao Yao, do you want to come and see him off?"

Lin Yao was leaning back in a massage chair, flipping through StarNet news. Upon hearing this, he simply said, "I'm not fully recovered yet. The White Tower doctor told me to rest more."

De Linfeng didn't try to persuade him much, just said a few polite words and hung up the phone.

They both knew that there was no need for Lin Yao to attend the funeral now.

After the funeral, Butler Zhan came to Boyue Mansion in person and brought a palm-sized wooden box.

The box is made of old pine wood, and the corners have been rubbed to a shine, showing that it has been used for many years.

Butler Zhan left the box with the butler and did not meet with Lin Yao.

In addition to the box, there was also a handwritten letter. The housekeeper of Boyue Mansion handed both items to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao took the box and held it lightly.

When I opened it, I saw a piece of dark velvet inside and a necklace.

It's exactly the same style as the necklace the original owner's mother wore, except the color is a little lighter.

Lin Yao was puzzled as to why another Silent Night Stone necklace appeared. When he had previously plotted against Wen Yu and the others, he had used the stone sent by the Shen family.

Here comes another one!

Lin Yao opened the handwritten letter and thought about the origin of the necklace. It turned out that this was the one left to the original owner by his mother.

However, after the original owner's parents passed away, Uncle Fu felt that the original owner, being so small, might not be able to keep any good things.

So, I used up most of my life savings and spent a long time to find a similar stone.

I made one according to the appearance of that necklace, and replaced it while telling the original owner that I wanted to change the necklace's lanyard.

Lin Yao pinched the necklace, feeling the coolness of the stone with his fingertips.

Uncle Fu spent more than ten years guarding the relics of the original owner's mother, and they were finally delivered to him.

He looked at the necklace with a calm heart.

I even think that Uncle Fu should take this necklace into the grave. After all, the person who needed this necklace is long gone.

Lin Yao put the necklace back into the wooden box and stored it in the deepest part of the storage ring, together with the two bags of medicine residue.

-

The afternoon after Uncle Fu's death, Ye Heng's holographic communication popped up.

He sent Lin Yao an electronic transfer order, with an unconcealable smile between his eyebrows:

"The transfer order has come down. Report to the Corps in ten working days."

Lin Yao looked up at him and said, "Ten? Aren't there usually three of these?"

According to convention, the legion transfer order allows three days to handle personal matters, and ten working days is too generous.

Ye Heng's ears felt slightly hot, and he rubbed his fingertips along the edge of the computer, as if he had anticipated his question:

"As long as there's no violation of the regulations, the maximum is ten working days. Did you forget? Delinwei's wedding is in six days."

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that De Linwei and Cangye’s wedding date was coming up, next Friday.

Before, he treated the wedding as a "going to the banquet" attitude, but now he really has no interest at all.

"If you only give me three days, you'll have to ask for leave to come back and attend the wedding right after you report to the legion. It's too much trouble to go back and forth."

Ye Heng's tone sounded serious, as if he was stating the best solution.

"Actually, I don't have to participate." Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa, his tone flat.

Ever since Uncle Fu blew himself up here, Lin Yao had a feeling that De Linfeng actually wanted to cut him off.

So, Lin Yao felt that it was okay for him not to go to the wedding.

"But I want to go." Ye Heng frowned, and his tone seemed to contain grievance.

Lin Yao teased him, "If you want to go, just go. Is a marshal afraid of being kicked out? Just go directly."

Although Ye Heng had mentioned it to him secretly, if Lin Yao had not said before that he would go to De Linwei's wedding, Ye Heng probably would not have given him the face to go and would have let his grandfather go.

At that time, Lin Yao laughed at his childish mentality.

But Ye Heng didn't respond to his words. Instead, he gave reasons why he had to go, saying that it was the emperor's order. He didn't know why.

It was said that the marriage between the Delin and Cangye families was a happy event for the ten major legions, and that all those with the rank of major general and above were invited to attend the ceremony.

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow: "Didn't they say the war on the front lines is tense? Why is the emperor so willful?"

"The war situation has been stabilized for the time being." Ye Heng explained, giving the emperor some face.

"And it's not really necessary for all major generals and above to come. I'm the only one here, Chiying. The other major generals and lieutenant generals all prioritized military duties and didn't come, so I had no choice."

He paused, lowering his voice.

"Firstly, someone from the Legion needs to step up to the plate. Secondly... Cangye's father and I are both marshals, so we have some connections. It's hard to completely refuse."

He rambled on and on, talking about the emperor's orders, the arrangements for the legions, and the relationships between the marshals, trying to make his reasons sound perfect.

Lin Yao listened quietly, looking at Ye Heng's appearance in the holographic projection, and suddenly smiled and said bluntly:

"If you want me to wait for you to return to Central Star and then go back to Chiying with you, just say it directly. Why are you giving so many insignificant reasons?"

Ye Heng's words suddenly got stuck in his throat, the calmness on his face collapsed instantly, and the redness on the tips of his ears spread to his cheeks.

He opened his mouth, but finally gave up on defending himself and hummed softly.

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, a hint of unconcealable joy at having his thoughts exposed: "I think we should go back to Chiying together."

These nine simple words are more effective than all the high-sounding reasons just now.

Lin Yao looked at his rare embarrassed look, and the depression in his heart caused by Uncle Fu's incident suddenly dissipated a little.

He picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip of warm water: "Okay, it's a good opportunity to see how glorious Delinwei's marriage is."

Ye Heng's eyes lit up instantly, and the awkwardness he had just felt disappeared, with a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao looked at the transfer order with the longest term within the regulations on the computer and tapped the screen lightly with his fingertips.

Ten working days is enough time to complete the handover of the White Tower and also enough time to attend the De Lin family’s wedding.

Lin Yao picked up the computer and was about to contact Chen Ke when the other party's communication request popped up.

"Speak of the devil," Lin Yao curled the corners of his lips and swiped the answer button.

Chen Ke asked him in a serious tone what his plans were for that job.

Lin Yao's counseling position at Baita is not a core one, but his colleagues are nice and his income is pretty good.

He leaned back on the sofa, drumming his fingertips on the armrest.

Resign directly?

It's too cheap for Bai Ta. If he resigns directly, the position will be taken back by Bai Ta and given to a guide in a certain family.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Chen Ke asked directly whether he planned to resign or transfer back to De Linwei?

"Transfer it back to Delinwei?" Lin Yao asked. "Isn't Delinwei going to join the White Tiger Group? Can she still take this job?"

"Major General Cang doesn't plan to let her join the army." Chen Ke gossiped with him about the news, "You really are so oblivious to what's happening outside while you're recuperating."

"You said you were recuperating, why should I care so much?" Lin Yao retorted.

Chen Ke didn't give him any chance to argue: "Didn't Ye Heng tell you?"

Lin Yao said no, Ye Heng was not such a gossipy person, and he would not tell you some things unless you asked him.

"That's right, he's such a cool guy, it's hard to gossip about him," Chen Ke said with an annoyed sound.

"I'm getting back to the topic. Cangye has told his parents that if they want him to attend the wedding, he can, but Delinwei can't go with him to the White Tiger Group after the wedding. Otherwise, whoever wants to get married can get married."

Hearing this, Lin Yao raised his eyebrows and said in a rather strange tone:

"Attend? Cangye's word choice is perfect, but he's doing this, is he raising a canary in the White Tiger Group?"

Chen Ke chuckled twice, and everything was self-explanatory.

Lin Yao was typing something on his laptop and asked Chen Ke:

"But don't married guides stay with the Sentinels? I remember this was mandated by the Empire, right?"

"So De Linwei needs a job, so that the Cang family can stop her from going." Chen Ke was still gossiping in a serious tone.

Finally, Chen Ke asked Lin Yao again whether he wanted to resign or transfer.

Lin Yao looked at the reply on the computer and asked, "Is it okay to forward it to anyone?"

After getting Chen Ke's affirmative answer, Lin Yao said that it doesn't matter who is turning.

He has been recuperating these days and doesn't know about those gossips. The De Lin family hasn't mentioned them to him, so he plans to transfer this job to Yu Ze.

Chen Ke quickly replied: "What about me?"

Lin Yao briefly told him about Yu Ze, and then told Chen Ke that Yu Ze also agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao sent Yu Ze's information to Chen Ke, with a sentence: If there is no problem with the qualifications, please help me with the process.

Chen Ke quickly responded with a good expression and added: You are good at doing favors.

Lin Yao didn't reply, but just turned off the computer.

He wasn't trying to do favors, he just didn't want to let some people get what they wanted.

Instead of letting the position be recycled and given directly to De Linwei, it is better to transfer it to Yu Ze. At least, he is a clean person and deserves this opportunity.

Although he didn't know why Yu Ze was willing to overcome his social anxiety and come to Central Star, that socially anxious roommate was Lin Yao's only choice at the moment.

Chen Ke got the result very quickly, and Yu Ze passed the qualification review in one go.

However, according to the procedure, Lin Yao still needs to make a handover with Yu Ze.

Explain to Yu Ze clearly the mental power guidance records of the sentinels that Lin Yao is responsible for, as well as the subsequent precautions.

Lin Yao thought about it and closed his appointment system from the beginning of the assessment.

Those who had successfully made reservations asked Chen Ke to help transfer them to other guides. Those who really couldn't be transferred could only be asked to wait.

It just so happened that tomorrow was Monday, so he went back to the White Tower to deal with these sentries, and then Yu Zelai could conduct the evacuation in his own way.

Chen Ke also thought it was feasible. After all, there were differences in the guidance provided by different guides.

Chen Ke left him a message saying see you tomorrow, and Lin Yao also replied see you tomorrow.

Afterwards, Lin Yao sent another message to Lao K, asking him to take some time to come to the White Tower before next Friday so that he could help him resolve his problem. After all, that was what they had agreed on.

-

It was Wednesday, two days before Delinwei's wedding.

Early in the morning, Lin Yao was still eating breakfast when his computer suddenly vibrated. The page on the computer showed that the other party was De Linfeng.

Lin Yao had just swallowed a mouthful of bread and glanced at the name on the screen. His fingertips paused, but he still swiped the answer button and connected the voice call.

"Xiao Yao, the wedding is the day after tomorrow, you..." De Linfeng's voice came from the receiver, with a bit of deliberate gentleness, and the ending tone was a little long, as if he was choosing his words, "Are you going to attend?"

Lin Yao took a sip of coconut milk, cleared his mouth, and spoke in a calm tone as if he was talking about the weather:

"Why, if I come, I have a seat, but if I don't come, I have to take it away?"

There was silence for a moment, then a light cough was heard, and De Linfeng's voice became a little unnatural:

"What are you talking about, kid? I just thought... you might have your own ideas."

When he said this, there was an imperceptible temptation in his tone.

In fact, De Linfeng knew very well that given the current relationship between Lin Yao and the De Lin family, it was highly likely that Lin Yao would not come.

However, many powerful people were invited to this wedding, and Lin Yao had not yet openly cut ties with the De Lin family. If he was absent, he would inevitably be gossiped about.

"You're right." Lin Yao pulled the corner of his mouth, his tone full of joking, "I just don't want to come."

De Linfeng's breathing became noticeably faster, as if his heart was tightened by these words.

Just as he was about to say something to persuade her, the next second, Lin Yao's voice rang out again:

"But I will go."

There was a faint sound of cups clinking together from the receiver. It seemed that De Linfeng was not holding the cup.

After a long while, he seemed to be relieved, and there was a hint of subtle joy in his tone: "I know. I'm glad you can come. It will make our home more lively."

After a pause, he seemed to remember something and added:

"Is your dress ready? If not, we have one ready at home. Can you ask Butler Zhan to send it to you? They're all newly made and will fit you perfectly."

"No need." Lin Yao refused directly, his tone carrying an unquestionable alienation. "Nothing else, I'll hang up first. I have something else to do."

Before De Linfeng could say anything else, Lin Yao had already cut off the communication.

There was only a busy tone in the receiver, and the warmth of the hot breakfast on the table seemed to have faded a little.

I was really upset early in the morning.

-

That afternoon, Lin Yao was organizing the sentry's guidance records with his head down.

The door was gently pushed open, bringing up a very light air flow.

Lin Yao thought it was a sentry who came to help, so he didn't even raise his head, but just followed the inertia and raised his voice:

"Today's counseling is over. If you have anything to say, please come back tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, a familiar voice was heard, with a barely perceptible smile: "I will come tomorrow, but you must come today as well."

This sound...

Lin Yao suddenly looked up, his gaze moving away from the files on the computer and meeting a pair of dark green eyes.

Ye Heng was standing in front of him, wearing a black and red uniform, his posture as straight as a pine tree.

Just like when they first met here.

Lin Yao's eyes flashed with surprise, and even his eyebrows raised slightly, and the tired look on his face just now disappeared:

"Why are you here?"

Lin Yao still thought that the other party would arrive at the Central Star tomorrow as agreed.

"There is something very important to do tomorrow." Ye Heng's gaze fell on Lin Yao's face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened when he said this.

"What could happen tomorrow that makes you rush here today?" Lin Yao continued to organize things with curiosity.

Ye Heng kept it a secret, a hint of mystery flashing in his eyes: "You'll know when the time comes."

He paused, his tone softening, "Would you like to have dinner together after you're done?"

Lin Yao glanced at the time and nodded: "Okay, sit down for a while."

After Lin Yao sorted out all the evacuation data for today, he was off work.

The two chose a private restaurant not far from the White Pagoda. The private room was very quiet, with only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding.

During the meal, Ye Heng did not mention anything about tomorrow. He just occasionally asked about the progress of his handover work and talked about some things about the Red Shadow Legion, so that Lin Yao could get some understanding first. The atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

After dinner, Ye Heng drove Lin Yao back to Boyue Mansion.

The car stopped downstairs. Ye Heng turned his head to look at Lin Yao, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Can I come up and sit for a while?"

Lin Yao glanced at his laptop. It was just past eight in the evening, so it was still early. He nodded and said, "Let's go."

As I entered the house, the sensor light in the entrance hall lit up, and the warm yellow light illuminated a corner of the living room.

Ye Heng's gaze swept across the room, finally landing on the fluffy carpet in the middle of the living room. He suddenly spoke:

"Can Mo Yun come out? He also wants to try the carpet that Sha Sha liked last time."

Lin Yao smiled and nodded: "Absolutely."

As soon as he finished saying that, Shasha came out from his wrist and shook it happily.

Almost at the same time, Ye Heng also released Mo Yun.

The two spirits immediately ran to the carpet, rubbed against each other affectionately, then lay down side by side, stretching themselves straight.

Lin Yao and Ye Heng sat on the sofa without saying much, just watching them play quietly, occasionally chatting about some unimportant topics. The air was filled with a warm and quiet atmosphere.

It was almost ten o'clock when Ye Heng got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he took out two sets of neatly folded clothes from his storage ring and handed them to Lin Yao: "These are for you."

Lin Yao took it and opened it. It was a well-tailored dress. It was obvious that it was prepared for the wedding the day after tomorrow. The fabric and workmanship were extremely exquisite.

The other set is a little special. The white top is embroidered with large dark patterns, extending from the left shoulder to the right hem.

When he took a closer look, he found that the dark pattern was actually the image of Shasha, which was lifelike, and the pants were a very simple style, in black.

"This is..." Lin Yao was a little confused. This shirt looked like a guide uniform, but also not quite.

"Wear this tomorrow." Ye Heng pointed at the white shirt, his tone full of unquestionable certainty.

Lin Yao was even more puzzled: "Why?"

Ye Heng's gaze fell on his face, with a hint of unknown meaning:

"We haven't seen each other in person for almost a month. Can't you even meet this small request?"

Lin Yao looked at his secretive look, feeling helpless and amused.

I don’t know when it started, but this guy would give in to him from time to time. Is this still the Marshal Ye Heng who was decisive and ruthless on the battlefield?

He raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I'll wear it."

Ye Heng's eyes lit up instantly, like a child who had received candy.

He suddenly took a step forward, boldly hugged Lin Yao, tightened his arms, and quickly loosened them, leaving a low and gentle "See you tomorrow" in his ear, then turned and left.

The door closed gently. Lin Yao stood there, touching the shoulders that Ye Heng had hugged. His breath seemed to still linger in his ears.

He looked down at the clothes in his hands, especially the white one embroidered with killing vines, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

What will tomorrow be like?

-

Early the next morning, Lin Yao knew what Ye Heng's so-called urgent matter was.

"You said you wanted to register with me." Ye Heng sat across from me at the dining table and spoke seriously.

"Didn't you say to put it aside for now?" Lin Yao said directly, "And at that time, you couldn't tell that I had other intentions towards you?"

"I heard it, but I'm willing." Ye Heng said confidently, "You're plotting against me!"

Lin Yao: ...ber, how should I respond to this?