Chapter 45 You Guessed Wrong
We enrolled in the federal military academy.
Jiang Xun's light and calm pronunciation made Chen Luan's fingers holding the soda can tighten slightly for a moment.
Not all graduates of military academies will enter the front lines of the contaminated area. Some students are employed in local garrisons in various states, contaminated area ecological research institutes, or command posts in the rear of the contaminated area. Even if they join the fleet, they may stay on the ship when performing missions and do not have to enter the high-risk battlefield in person.
But Chen Luan couldn't help but think of the half-gray wall of students in the auditorium.
Those young people left school and never came back.
He felt as if his heart was being pulled, as if a round, blunt stone had fallen on his chest, sinking down heavily.
He felt that he wanted to say something, he should want to say something.
For example, if you have to go to the front line in the contaminated area in the future, it will be very dangerous and I will be worried.
But when the words reached his throat, he swallowed them back.
"Hello, Chen Luan."
Jiang Ling's voice rang out in his ears, and a hand waved before his eyes: "What are you daydreaming about? Are you so happy you've lost your mind?"
Chen Luan blinked and came back to his senses.
He held the soda can to his lips, and the cold liquid slid down his dry throat and into his stomach.
Then he caught the waving hand in front of him and threw it away. He adjusted his mood, curled the corners of his lips, and looked at Jiang Ling with a look as if he were looking at a rare animal and said with a smile: "You want to go to military school?"
"You wouldn't let the housekeeping officer throw your blanket into the hallway just one week into school because of your poor housekeeping, would you?"
He had never seen Jiang Ling fold the quilt properly.
Either they were piled up on the bed or spread out in a heap.
"How is that possible? I won't embarrass you."
Jiang Ling put her arm around Chen Luan's shoulders, pressed him down, and chuckled, "If you're really worried, you could come to the dormitory and fold it for me yourself?"
Warm breath tickled Chen Luan's sensitive ears. He pushed Jiang Ling's head aside and sneered, "Me? You'd better just dream it, it will come true faster. Let go, you're strangling me to death."
Pulling himself out of Jiang Ling's arms, Chen Luan half-closed his eyes, rolled up the paper into a cylinder, and poked Jiang Ling's head with it:
"So why do you suddenly want to apply to the Federal Military Academy? Tell me the truth. You can't be jealous of my uniform and want to wear it, right?"
He thought that Jiang Ling, who was free-spirited and would skip classes and even exams at will, would never consider a military academy with strict rules.
He's not the type to follow the rules.
If he really goes to military school, he will be suffocated to death.
"Just report it if you want to. Why bother asking so many questions?"
Jiang Ling took the report card and threw it on the coffee table. She dragged Chen Luan to the dining table and rummaged through the bag of vegetables that Jiang Xun had brought back.
"Come and show me what Jiang Xun bought. Um, chicken legs, prawns, and spare ribs. And some drinks and snacks, huh? What is this? Grapefruit juice?"
Jiang Xun's gaze fell on Chen Luan. The sleeves of his shirt, which he had not had time to change, were rolled up to a position slightly below his elbows, revealing a section of his forearm covered with beautiful flexible muscles.
There was a light scar there, which had almost disappeared.
When Jiang Xun closed his eyes in front of death at the age of 15, it was Chen Luan who changed his fate and left this mark on his forearm.
Now he stood at the crossroads of fate again, looking at his palms countless times, gazing into the eyes of another self hidden within the intricate palm lines.
He thought,
He no longer wanted to rely on Chen Luan's protection.
He also doesn't want Chen Luan to just be his brother forever.
Before Chen Luan came back, Jiang Ling, who had tried his best to catch up with the military academy score line, looked into Jiang Xun's eyes and said the same words.
He said they couldn't always rely on Chen Luan for protection.
No matter how powerful Chen Luan is, he is only in his twenties.
At this moment, Jiang Ling was standing side by side with Chen Luan at the table, so close that it seemed as if she could kiss Chen Luan if she just lowered her head.
I don’t know what he said to Chen Luan, which made Chen Luan poke Jiang Ling’s forehead hard with his index finger.
Jiang Ling grabbed the hand and held it in his palm, then pulled the person towards him with a vicious smile, which in turn caused Chen Luan to raise his hand and slap the back of his neck.
It almost looked like flirting.
Then the twin brother finally turned around and looked at him: "We're having braised prawns and sweet and sour pork ribs tonight? And what about a chicken drumstick? What do you think?"
Jiang Xun came back to his senses and raised his hand to take a sip of ice water, swallowing it slowly to suppress the restlessness rising in his heart.
"Yellow braised."
"OK."
As the sun gradually set, large red clouds gradually appeared on the horizon, and the temperature that was almost roasting passers-by outside into caramel cookies finally dropped a little.
Chen Luan changed out of his cumbersome and heavy military uniform and took a refreshing shower. When he came out, he could already smell the aroma of food.
Jiang Xun was squeezing juice beside the tea table, while Jiang Ling, wearing a funny fluorescent green apron hanging crookedly on her body, was carrying out a bowl of hot braised prawns.
Chen Luan looked at the crooked, abstract-looking pirated image of a well-known IP on the apron and couldn't help laughing.
Noticing Chen Luan's gaze, Jiang Ling immediately took off her apron and threw it aside as if it were too hot. Her ears were red as she gritted her teeth and said, "Sooner or later, when you're not home, I'm going to throw out every last one of these ugly things you bought."
"But the previous one was broken, and this one is only $6.99. Can you please not be so demanding about it?"
Chen Luan picked up the apron and brushed off the nonexistent dust. He raised his hand and tied it back on the angry Jiang Ling. He suppressed his laughter and grasped Jiang Ling's shoulders, pushing the fried puffer fish back into the kitchen. He drawled, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."
"I'm going to throw away this ugly apron and get a new one tomorrow."
Chen Luan said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say," and walked out of the kitchen. When he passed by Jiang Xun, he took a kiwi from the fruit bowl beside him.
Chen Luan found a knife and cut the kiwi fruit in half. He then ate it slowly with a small spoon. The sour and sweet refreshing taste improved his mood, which had made him feel a little irritable due to the hot summer.
Chen Luan actually likes eating fruits very much.
But when I was at the base before, fruits were very precious commodities. They were rarely available and the varieties were very rare. I had only seen many varieties in textbooks.
So now Chen Luan has an addictive preference for various fruits.
After swallowing the fruit pulp in his mouth, Chen leaned over to look at the humming juicer in Jiang Xun's hand, like a curious cat: "What are you making? Let me taste it."
"Orange smoothie, please wait a moment."
Jiang Xun turned around to look at him, his eyes falling on the tips of Chen Luan's fingers that were pinching the fruit. The edges of his fingertips were moist with a little translucent juice.
He had just used this finger to affectionately poke Jiang Ling's forehead, and then Jiang Ling held his entire hand in his palm.
The pheromones belonging to Jiang Xun in the air fluctuated for a moment.
However, Chen Luan mistakenly thought that Jiang Xun was only looking at the sweet and juicy kiwi fruit in his hand.
So he shook the spoon in his hand and said, "The kiwis I bought today are pretty good. Want a bite?"
Jiang Xun lowered his eyes and looked at his hands which were wearing disposable gloves and peeling an orange.
"But my hands are occupied, brother, can you feed me?"
"Alright."
Then a smile suddenly appeared in Jiang Xun's light amber eyes, and before Chen Luan could react, he lowered his head and leaned forward.
Chen Luan's hand holding the spoon was still raised in the air when he felt his other hand sink a little.
A warm air flow brushed over the fingertips that were pinching the fruit, and then the kiwi juice flowed out due to the pressure and stained the fingertips.
Something slightly cool and soft touched the knuckle of my index finger. The edge of my fingertip suddenly stung slightly for a moment, then disappeared as if it were an illusion, replaced by a warm and moist feeling.
Chen Luan was stunned for a moment and was about to pull his hand back, but the other party had already taken a bite of the fruit and pulled away.
Jiang Xun's Adam's apple rolled. He swallowed the fruit in his mouth and looked at Chen Luan, seeming to hesitate for a moment: "...Did I bite you accidentally just now?"
Chen Luan, who was about to put a spoonful of food into Jiang Xun's mouth, was still confused: "...It seems so?"
"I'm sorry, does it hurt?"
Jiang Xun pursed his lips and looked at Chen Luan cautiously, with a hint of genuine apology and uneasiness in his eyes.
It looks like a large dog that is a little overwhelmed because it has done something wrong.
"I'm not that delicate. It was just a scrape of teeth. It can't hurt me."
He glanced at Jiang Xun, who looked completely bewildered, with amusement, then took a wet towel and wiped the kiwi juice off his hands. "Why do you look like you've done something wrong? I'm not angry."
"Yeah. That's good."
Jiang Xun nodded, and his lowered light amber eyes gradually turned darker.
If this level of contact doesn't disgust you,
So……
What's next?
I can always slowly test out your bottom line bit by bit, right?
"drop--"
The juicer stopped.
Jiang Ling also brought out the last dish and set the table.
Jiang Xun raised his eyes, which had become clear again, took a clean cup, poured it full of iced orange juice, and handed it to Chen Luan: "Let's go eat first. Aren't you hungry? I'll peel the remaining two oranges and put them in the machine and then I'll go over."
When everyone was seated, three glasses of smoothie orange juice clinked together, making a crisp sound.
Chen Luan lowered his eyes and drank the orange juice in the cup sip by sip.
If applying to military school was what both of them wanted, he probably shouldn't interfere with their choice for any reason.
Whether it's that I'm worried or that it's for your own good, in his opinion it's a form of kidnapping to impose one's own ideas on others.
If you're really worried...
Chen Luan placed the empty cup on the table, making a slight "click" sound.
——Then let’s train more.
When he was selected into the mecha team, Jiang Mingming did the same thing, which almost left a devilish shadow on the young him.
"So you are really sure you want to apply to the Federal Military Academy?"
Chen Luan raised his eyes and swept his gaze across Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling's faces, his eyes becoming more serious. "Have you decided on your major?"
"Mecha control."
"I'm just like him."
Chen Luan finally laughed.
Okay, it hit my hand.
If it were any other major, he might have to ask his colleagues to give them some "special care", but now he can take care of them personally.
Chen Luan did not immediately tell the twins that he would be the head instructor of the mecha class for this freshman class starting from next semester. He planned to give them a surprise when school started.
He thought he would definitely leave his two younger brothers with an unforgettable memory of military school.
After dinner, Jiang Xun cleared the table. Chen Luan went to the bag Jiang Xun brought back to get some snacks, but when he stretched out his hand, he touched an ice-cold bottle.
A clear pink-orange liquid was shaking in the exquisite glass bottle. The label had a picture of a cut, fresh grapefruit printed on it, and a string of unfamiliar foreign words below it.
Jiang Ling seemed to have said it was grapefruit juice just now?
Looks good, gonna try it.
Chen Luan hugged two bags of potato chips and fried dough twists, carried the bottle, and crawled into the sofa to turn on the TV.
There haven't been any good movies to watch recently, so Chen Luan randomly picked a popular melodrama and clicked on it. Amid the heroine's hysterical "No——" cry, he opened the bottle of grapefruit juice, poured it into a cup, and took a sip.
The rich sweet and sour grapefruit aroma explodes in the mouth, with the bubbling feeling of carbonated drinks, covering up the slight burning sensation in the throat.
Delicious!
Chen Luan swallowed it with his mouth puffed out, shook the cup, and felt like something was missing, so he sat up again and planned to add some ice.
When I walked into the kitchen, Jiang Xun was cleaning the kitchen counter.
"Where did you buy this juice?" Chen Luan said as he opened the ice tray on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.
The ice cubes made a soft sound as they fell into the glass.
Jiang Xun turned his head, looking a little confused: "...juice?"
He remembered that he didn't seem to buy juice today.
"Here. Grapefruit juice. Didn't you bring it back today?"
Chen Luan closed the refrigerator, raised the cup in his hand and shook it towards Jiang Xun, then turned and walked out of the kitchen, waving his hand: "It tastes good. Remember to bring back some different flavors for me to try next time."
Jiang Xun watched the ice cubes collide with each other in the pink-orange liquid, and a hint of helplessness slowly appeared in his eyes.
But Chen Luan had already slipped out.
So he ended up saying nothing.
That's not grapefruit juice, that's a bottle of high-proof pre-mixed cocktail.
Jiang Xun knew that Chen Luan couldn't drink, so he planned to use it to make some low-alcohol sweet water for Chen Luan to try.
On the other side, Chen Luan lay back on the sofa, drinking a fruit juice drink that tasted even better after adding ice.
The slight burning sensation was completely suppressed by the ice. Chen Luan, who had eaten spicy snacks, drank half a cup in one breath and continued to fill it up.
When Jiang Ling came out of the bathroom after washing off the smell of cooking fumes, she saw Chen Luan lying on the soft sofa like a big cat taking a nap. His beautiful gray eyes were half-closed lazily, covered with a thin layer of mist, as if he was looking at the TV screen, but also as if he was not looking at it.
Most of the pink-orange liquid in the glass bottle on the coffee table had been consumed, but there was still half a cup in the cup, and the soaked ice cubes had a tip on the surface of the liquid.
"Huh? You're out?"
Chen Luan slowly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ling, his eyes curved upwards into a crescent shape.
He shook his head and spoke slowly, his tone soft and vague: "Would you like to try the drink Jiang Xun bought? ... Well, I don't know why, but the more I drink, the thirstier I feel."
Jiang Ling glanced at Jiang Xun who had just come out of the kitchen, and her gaze fell again on the red corners of Chen Luanrun's eyes, and a blush that had crept up on her cheeks at some point, and she narrowed her eyes.
Chen Luan's state is not right.
——What did you do again?
Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Xun inquiringly.
Jiang Xun ignored him, walked over, picked up the bottle on the coffee table and handed it to Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling was still a little confused as she held the bottle: "?"
Until Jiang Xun held the bottle mouth and turned it around, revealing the label on the back, and gently tapped his finger on the number in the corner.
Jiang Ling: “…”
Depend on.
Such a high degree.
He didn't look carefully at the time and thought it was grapefruit juice!
"Jiang Ling? Jiang Xun?"
Chen Luan's slow voice came from the other side of the sofa again: "What are you two doing standing there like that?"
Jiang Ling looked at Chen Luan, whose consciousness was beginning to blur, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of interest in his light amber eyes.
He stuffed the bottle in his hand into Jiang Xun's arms, then restrained his expression, walked in front of Chen Luan, leaned down and looked into Chen Luan's misty eyes, and called out in a light tone: "Brother."
"Do you still recognize who I am?"
Chen Luan slowly raised his head, which felt heavy and as if stuffed with soft cotton wool. He tilted his head to look at the newcomer and said firmly, "Jiang Xun."
He lazily raised his hand, extended his index finger and gently shook it in front of the boy in front of him, squinting his eyes and smiling: "Playing the guessing game also requires some effort. Only Jiang Xun will obediently call me brother."
The young alpha boy in front of him raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved upwards, revealing the slightly sharp canine teeth below his lip line. The slight coldness on his face suddenly disappeared: "Oh? Really?"
Chen Luan blinked, his brain, which had already begun to turn into a mess, started to work slowly, and he frowned slightly: "That's not right."
"Jiang Xun wouldn't laugh like that."
"It's Jiang Ling."
"Chen Luan, you guessed wrong."
The other side of the sofa suddenly sank a little, and the boy's warm body pressed against it, holding Chen Luan's shoulders.
A pair of slightly cold fingers clasped Chen Luan's chin and turned to the other side. His vision, which was already a little blurred, met a pair of familiar eyes with a vicious smile like a vicious dog.
The owner of the finger grasped Chen Luan's chin, forcing him to tilt his head slightly upwards, and a wanton smile appeared on his lips: "Look again, where is Jiang Ling?"
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