Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Playing off
A flu epidemic swept across most of Qiwei City and lasted for several weeks before it finally subsided.
It had been raining and snowing intermittently since last month, and it only cleared up a little two days ago. The sky was a clean blue as if it had been filtered.
But the temperature did not rise as the snow stopped. The accumulated snow melted and then froze into ice again. The air became even colder, and even the wind seemed to turn into fine, dense sharp thorns, piercing my nose with every breath.
Chen Luan had no classes in the afternoon and tomorrow was the weekend, so he was waiting in the office for his two younger brothers to finish class and go home together. At this moment, he was curled up on the small sofa with a tablet in his arms, organizing the students' training data.
Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling's performances in the past few weeks of training have been outstanding.
Even though Chen Luan knew from the trial class a few years ago that the two of them were very talented, it was not until he was taught personally that he had the most intuitive feeling.
Most students need to practice repeatedly to master the basic movements. They can operate them steadily after just a few tries, and almost every class shows improvement over the previous one.
This momentum continued even during the actual machine operation, so much so that Chen Luan once thought that if these two were thrown into the previous base, they would at least be able to grow into captains of combat teams.
This made Chen Luan feel relieved, but he also began to feel some worries.
Fortunately, the stronger they are, the better their ability to protect themselves will be when they enter the contaminated area in the future. However, this is also the source of worry.
Because students with average grades are likely to stay stationed outside the low-risk and medium-risk contaminated areas, and the more capable ones will be assigned to guard the high-risk contaminated areas, not to mention...
There is also the Pioneer Fleet that frequently needs to enter and exit high-risk areas.
Chen Luan didn't know whether they had ever thought about joining the fleet, and he never asked.
Or rather, I dare not ask.
This is simply an evasion of self-deception.
After all, everyone in the military academy knows that the dream of most students in the mecha department is to join the fleet after graduation.
The heating in the room was turned on very high, making people feel warm all over.
Through the tightly closed window, the shouts of students doing physical training downstairs could be faintly heard. Chen Luan felt a little sleepy as he listened.
It was getting dark. When Jiang Ling came to the half-open door of the office, she saw Chen Luan lying on the sofa and sleeping.
He walked in lightly, closed the door, walked to the sofa, and looked down.
Under the warm light, the young man almost sank into the soft sofa. He was covered with a thin blanket and his head rested on the edge of the sofa back. His chin was uncontrollably lifted up due to gravity. The throbbing blue veins under his white neck were clearly visible, making the red mole look more glamorous.
The man lay there defenseless, like a cat waiting to be slaughtered.
But Jiang Ling knew better than anyone that Chen Luan had never been a weak cat.
But it was a leopard with sharp fangs and claws.
And now, the big cat is sleeping, breathing softly and long.
Jiang Ling narrowed his eyes and was about to move closer, but paused halfway.
With her light amber eyes half-closed and a hint of interest on the corner of her lips, Jiang Ling stretched out her finger and poked Chen Luan's warm cheek, then lowered her voice and said, "Brother, wake up."
A warm hand grasped my fingers.
Chen Luan didn't open his eyes. He drowsily pinched the visitor's cold knuckles and squeezed out a soft, sleepy breath from his nose: "Hmm... Jiang Xun?"
A chuckle echoed through the room.
The hand that was held by Chen Luan took the initiative and slipped out of his palm, but immediately wrapped around Chen Luan again, firmly holding Chen Luan's wrist.
Jiang Ling's fingertips gently stroked Chen Luan's protruding wrist bones, and she shook it lightly as if urging him or even acting coquettishly. The corners of her lips curved upwards in a wicked arc, but her voice remained light and calm: "It's time to go home."
"Um……"
Chen Luan closed his eyes and responded subconsciously, but did not move.
A shadow fell.
A slightly heavy body wrapped in a cold smell brought in from outside threw itself into Chen Luan's arms, and its arms circled Chen Luan's waist through the thin blanket.
The young alpha rested his chin on Chen Luan's warm neck, and the reassuring and clean scent that was unique to Chen Luan filled his nostrils.
Jiang Ling bury her head in his arms and breathed softly, her eyes narrowed. She tightened her arms a little, and said with a smile, "Brother, it's getting dark. It's time to get up."
Perhaps it was the weight on him that made Chen Luan's breathing a little difficult, and the person sleeping bubbly on the sofa finally showed some reaction.
Chen Luan frowned, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled like a bird that had just woken up, and an indistinct murmur rolled out of his throat. He raised his hand and subconsciously rubbed the boy's hair, then slowly opened his eyes that were covered with a layer of mist under the light.
The misty gray eyes focused on Jiang Ling's pupils which were so close to him with a bit of laziness as if he had just woken up.
"...Um, what time is it?"
There was still some hoarseness in his voice, dragging out a lazy and long tone, and it rubbed Jiang Ling's heart like a cat scratching.
"It's almost half past five, brother."
The scent of cedar and amber in the air was more pronounced.
Jiang Ling held the indifferent expression on her face, the tiny airflow between her words fell into Chen Luan's breath, and her eyes fell uncontrollably on Chen Luan's light-colored lips.
Just a little closer...
"Get up a little, Jiang Xun."
The ends of his hair rubbed against his chin, making him feel a little itchy. Chen Luan tilted his head back slightly and patted the boy's shoulder gently: "...It's a bit heavy. I can hardly breathe."
"But it's so cold outside. You're warmer."
The furry head rubbed against his chest, with a pitiful tone in his voice, but he didn't loosen his arms around Chen Luan at all, instead he held them even tighter.
Chen Luan pushed twice but failed to move her away. He felt helpless and said, "I didn't stop you from hugging me, but you are trying to strangle me to death."
When did you learn these rogue tricks from Jiang Ling?
"……All right."
The arm around my waist finally loosened a little, and a muffled voice came from my chest: "I have a lot of classes today. I haven't seen you all day."
"Where does the whole day come from?"
There was a knock on the head, not too hard or too light. "I passed by the equipment room at noon and you even said hello to me."
Jiang Ling: “…”
He rubbed Chen Luan's chest and raised his head: "That doesn't count."
Then, taking advantage of the fact that Chen Luan still had some fatigue on his body and was unable to react in time, he raised his hand and gently pinched Chen Luan's chin, then lowered his head and gently touched the corner of his lips.
The warm feeling disappears at the touch of a finger.
The pair of cold, spring-like eyes in front of him curved upward into a crescent moon: "This is what counts."
Chen Luan, sleeping so warmly that he felt like he had just walked into a bakery, was stunned for a second by the touch. Speechlessly, he raised his hand and pushed the boy's body away, then sat up: "... Stop learning those nonsense from Jiang Ling."
I'll go back and beat up that little bastard Jiang Ling. He's led Jiang Xun astray.
The light above his head was a little dazzling after he woke up suddenly. Chen Luan squinted his eyes and adjusted for a moment: "Where is Jiang Ling?"
Hey, ask me, ask me.
The curve of the young alpha's lips widened slightly: "Being——"
After barely braking the car, Jiang Ling swallowed the words "irritable Chihuahua" that were on the tip of her tongue and said, "Teacher He asked me to help on the way here. I'll be back soon."
"?"
Chen Luan was a little confused: "He Yan gave Jiang Ling a C- on her class assessment last week. Can we ask him to help?"
How pessimistic I am.
The gentle smile on Jiang Ling's face almost froze for a moment: "..."
He had pestered Liang Yue to add several training sessions last week, and was so exhausted that he accidentally fell asleep in He Yan's class. The cruel and irritable Chihuahua threw a piece of chalk at him on the spot and told him to get out and run ten laps to wake up before coming back to class.
Jiang Ling was originally thinking of blaming Jiang Xun for not waking him up after seeing him fall asleep, but when he turned around, he found that Jiang Xun was not sitting next to him at all. Instead, he was assisting the grumpy Chihuahua with a teaching demonstration at the edge of the podium. When they made eye contact, he looked as if he was too lazy to look at him.
Anyway, He Yan turned around and gave him a C- on the monthly evaluation form. It seemed that Jiang Ling would not be able to participate in the final evaluation of this semester, so he had no choice but to accept it.
"...Maybe I should ask him to move some things."
Jiang Ling looked away slightly and passed it off as a joke. She stood up and went to the side to get a glass of warm water and handed it to him: "Would you like some water?"
The water in the glass swayed slightly.
Chen Luan, whose throat was dry from the heating, took a sip, raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head, which felt very good, twice, and curled the corners of his lips: "Wait a minute, I'm going to wash my face first."
The latter nodded obediently: "Okay."
There was a small independent bathroom in the office. When the warm water splashed on his face, Chen Luan's drowsy head finally woke up completely.
wrong.
What time did Jiang Xun say just now, half past five?
He raised his hand and looked at his watch.
Five thirty-three.
It’s clearly not time to end get out of class yet.
Chen Luan wiped the water droplets off his face and asked in confusion: "Doesn't get out of class end at 6:30?"
The boy who was leaning against his desk fiddling with a pen holder turned around and said, "Well, Mr. Liang had an emergency at home and left get out of class early."
Chen Luan looked at the sky outside and smiled: "That's perfect. You've been studying for a while, show me the results."
He went over and drank the glass of warm water in one gulp. He put the glass down, picked up his coat and put it on. He tilted his head towards the boy at the table who looked a little unresponsive. "What are you standing there for? Send a message to Jiang Ling. Let's meet in the fighting training room later."
The air seemed to fall into silence all of a sudden.
The latter looked at Chen Luan's back as he walked out and swallowed stiffly and slowly.
It's broken, it seems like it's going to be a disaster.
Jiang Xun didn't reply to the message he sent to him. Jiang Ling, holding her heartbeat high, followed Chen Luan to the No. 6 fighting training room.
Before they reached the door, the two men heard the sound of sandbags being hit from inside.
Chen Luan walked in. The young alpha boy, with a sweat bandage on his forehead and hand bandages on his hands, was kicking the sandbag hard with a whip kick.
A loud "bang" sound was heard in the empty fighting training room.
The young man stopped what he was doing when he noticed the figure at the door. He turned around and combed his hair through his forehead and smoothed it onto the top of his head. He raised his chin and raised his lips, revealing a wanton smile: "I was almost done warming up and you guys just came."
"Chen Luan, you guys are so slow."
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