Chapter 90 There's Someone in the Room
It was almost noon when Chen Luan woke up. He could hear a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen as spices came into contact with boiling oil.
The cell phone was charging at the bedside. Chen Luan got up and thought about it for half a minute before he remembered that someone seemed to have called him in the morning.
He didn't answer.
It shouldn't be something important?
Otherwise, they won’t just hit you once, but will hit you a second time.
He rubbed his blurry eyes, reached for his phone and turned it on, but his lazy morning gaze froze the moment it fell on the screen.
When the screen opened, the dialog box with Jiang Xun was displayed directly, and the message sent by himself came into view.
【：He hasn't woken up yet. He was exhausted last night. 】
【：Talk about it ^_^】
【:[picture]】
The photo shows Jiang Ling's hands interlocked with his.
Jiang Xun didn't reply.
A chill ran up his spine, making Chen Luan feel as if his scalp was exploding for a moment.
He held the phone in his hand and pursed his lips uncomfortably.
broken.
He was going to call Jiang Xun back after he came back last night, but Jiang Ling happened to open the door and he forgot about it.
And this morning Jiang Ling used his phone to send Jiang Xun that kind of...
The news seemed to be easily misunderstood, and Chen Luan actually felt a strange sense of guilt for a moment.
Even he himself didn't quite understand what he was feeling guilty about, and he even had a subtle feeling of wanting to escape.
What are you hiding from?
What are you afraid of?
He doesn't know.
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Luan finally picked up his phone again.
【：Just got up. 】
Almost at the moment the message was sent, a video call request popped up from the other side.
Chen Luan was frightened by the sudden vibration of his phone, and subconsciously clicked the green answer button in a panic.
"drop--"
Jiang Xun's face appeared on the screen, and Chen Luan subconsciously held his breath.
"elder brother."
On the other end of the network, Jiang Xun was sitting in a bright and clean dormitory wearing a white fleet uniform, with his hat at his side. Warm sunlight poured in from the window, casting a soft halo on the outline of the alpha.
Chen Luan looked at Jiang Xun's calm and gentle eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Jiang Xun."
He doesn't seem angry.
……should?
He quietly pinched his fingers, lowered his eyelashes to avoid Jiang Xun's gaze, and tried to actively find a topic: "Well... don't you have any training tasks today? How come you have time to call?"
Jiang Xun did not answer Chen Luan's question, but just locked his eyes on Chen Luan. His clear voice sounded gentle and peaceful.
"Why didn't you reply to my message last night, brother? Did something happen?"
There wasn't even a hint of questioning in his tone, as if he was simply showing concern.
Chen Luan breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that compared to Jiang Ling, who was like a firecracker that would explode at the slightest touch, Jiang Xun was simply a mild-tempered little angel.
If it were Jiang Ling, the roof would have been blown off by him by now.
The alarm is lifted.
Chen Luan relaxed and looked up at Jiang Xun on the screen, sighing softly: "Zhou Jing is dead."
Jiang Xun on the opposite side had his eyes, which were reflected as light gold by the sunlight, without a trace of emotion.
He folded his hands on the table and nodded slightly: "Well, what next?"
Chen Luan was stunned by Jiang Xun's overly calm reaction, and then he continued, "What time did brother get home last night?"
"I couldn't get through to you on the phone, and you didn't reply to my messages. I'm very worried."
"I--"
Chen Luan pinched his palm lightly to hide the vague feeling in his heart. "Sorry, I was with Zhou Pei at the time. He was in a bad mood, so I got home a little late. It was raining outside, and my phone automatically went into sleep mode at night, so I didn't hear the ringtone."
He lowered his eyes to avoid Jiang Xun's gaze, and naturally did not notice that the other party's golden pupils narrowed slightly when he heard "with Zhou Pei".
"I was going to get back to you when I got home, but your brother happened to come back, and I was interrupted and... forgot."
On the other side of the screen, Alpha lowered his hand and tilted his head slightly to look at Chen Luan's evasive eyes. "So you obviously saw my message, right?"
His leather-gloved fingers tapped the table twice: "Look up and look at me, brother."
Chen Luan's throat rolled, and his eyes met Jiang Xun's and then broke away. He tugged at the fluff on the small blanket on his knees awkwardly: "Yeah. Sorry."
The next second, a sigh sounded in the air.
"It's okay, brother."
?
Chen Luan paused for a moment as he was pulling the blanket, raised his head, and met a pair of gentle eyes.
The alpha on the other side of the screen leaned over slightly and looked at Chen Luan seriously: "I heard about the desolate species attack last night, so I was worried about you. But... I'm glad you're okay."
"I'm not with you, so don't make me worry next time, okay?"
“…”
Chen Luan blinked, and a fuzzy feeling of soreness surged from his chest.
Obviously, he is the eldest one, but he has to make his younger brother, who already has a heavy training workload, worry about him. This makes Chen Luan feel guilty and a little guilty.
"Sorry, I won't do that next time."
"Well, I believe you."
Jiang Xun's eyes curved into a gentle arc, but the tone of the words changed again: "But..."
"Hmm?" Chen Luan raised his head.
"Brother, last night..."
Chen Luan recalled being dragged by Jiang Ling last night...
A scorching burning sensation began to surge in his blood as his memories revived, and Chen Luan's heart skipped a beat.
Jiang Xun carefully observed Chen Luan's subtle expression. He paused for a moment, his gaze lowered slightly to the collar of Chen Luan's slightly untied home clothes. His pupils, gradually tinged with a dark color, flashed, but the gentle smile on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged.
"Didn't you sleep well? You sound a little tired."
“…Well, it’s okay.”
Chen Luan subconsciously clenched his phone, swallowed a breath of air from his dry throat, and suppressed his irregular heartbeat: "I went to bed a little late last night."
It was not just a little late, it was probably almost dawn when I fell asleep.
It’s all Jiang Ling’s fault, that scoundrel who always acts like a rogue.
The next second, the calm and indifferent voice coming from the other side almost made Chen Luan's heartbeat choke in his throat.
"Sleeping with Jiang Ling?"
Chen Luan's heart trembled, his fingertips instantly tightened and gripped the blanket on his knees, and he looked up at Jiang Xun.
The latter sat up, leaned back in his chair, tapped his collar with his fingers, and said in a tone that was almost like a sigh: "Brother, next time before you answer my call, can you please cover up some of the marks first?"
Chen Luan was stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered his eyes to look.
Because of a night's sleep, the two buttons on the home clothes were open, revealing part of the chest and collarbone.
On the left side, near the edge of the messy collar, close to the heart, there was a bright red kiss mark.
Chen Luan: ...
When did that little bastard Jiang Ling get up there! ! ! !
A burning sensation rose from behind his ear. Chen Luan immediately straightened his collar in a panic and subconsciously wanted to explain.
"no."
"Jiang Xun, it's not what you think. Last night—"
"You didn't answer my call this morning, brother."
Chen Luan's unfinished words were interrupted by the alpha's gentle and calm voice.
Jiang Xun on the screen tilted his head slightly, his eyes seemingly locked onto Chen Luan through the screen. With a gentle smile that barely reached his eyes, he captured every subtle expression on Chen Luan's face: "Did I disturb you?"
Chen Luan thought of the deliberately suggestive photo that Jiang Ling sent him using his mobile phone, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.
"No interruption."
...It seems even weirder to say that.
“…Not really.”
Chen Luan pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain.
"Ask him why?"
A loud voice suddenly rose from the doorway: "Wouldn't it be clearer if you just asked me directly, Jiang Xun?"
Chen Luan was stunned for a moment and turned around to look.
Jiang Ling stood at the door, leaning against the door frame with her lips raised and her arms folded. Seeing Chen Luan looking back, she immediately stepped over. Under Jiang Xun's eyes, which suddenly became dark, she leaned over and hugged Chen Luan from behind affectionately. She kissed his cheek lightly and curled her eyes: "It's time to eat, Chen Luan."
The air suddenly fell into a suffocating silence.
Two identical faces, two pairs of identical light golden eyes, staring at each other across the screen.
A wanton and ostentatious smile suddenly spread across Jiang Ling's lips, revealing half of his sharp canine teeth provocatively. "You're free in the middle of the day, so you called to check on me?"
He put his arm around Chen Luan's waist and rubbed his chin against the top of Chen Luan's head: "Is there anything wrong? If not, hang up. It's time for dinner."
In the bright warm sunshine, Jiang Xun narrowed his eyes as he looked at the two people on the screen who were in an intimate posture. The spicy scent of tequila in the air burned with an unstable temper.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and his crow-feather eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, covering up the surging emotions.
Ignoring his twin brother's obvious provocation, Jiang Xun raised his eyes again to look at Chen Luan who was struggling to break free from Jiang Ling's arms. He raised the corners of his lips and chuckled softly. Under his seemingly gentle eyes, there was an undercurrent surging:
"Jiang Ling has always been very rude. Brother, you should stop pampering him, otherwise he will become more and more demanding."
Chen Luan: “…”
Ha, it turns out that the whole world knows that Jiang Ling is an arrogant bastard.
There was a slight knock on the door from the screen.
Jiang Xun didn't look back, but caught Chen Luan's eyes: "I can't go home for the time being. I have to wait until the special training is over."
He stood up, picked up the hat on the table and put it on, straightened his clothes, and leaned over to look at Chen Luan in the picture. His eyes were entwined with Chen Luan, and his voice was light and soft: "Don't make me worry, brother."
"drop--"
The video is disconnected.
Chen Luan held his phone, clicked on the photo of their interlocked fingers, and pasted it over Jiang Ling's still cocky face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Ling, won't you give me an explanation?"
"What does this explain?"
Jiang Ling grabbed Chen Luan's wrist, took the phone off his shoulder, and tossed it aside. Laughing, she moved over to hug Chen Luan's waist. "You couldn't get up this morning, so I was just worried Jiang Xun might get impatient, so I called back for you."
Chen Luan was so angry that he almost laughed.
"Thank you so much."
Jiang Ling shamelessly accepted Chen Luan's gnashing thanks with a smile: "You're welcome, it's my duty."
As he spoke, he pulled Chen Luan off the bed and pushed him into the bathroom: "Hurry up, wash up and eat, it will get cold later."
God knows how he felt when he woke up in the morning and saw the pots and pans in the kitchen that were almost covered in dust. He felt like he was going away for a month and came back to find that the cat at home didn't eat well and had been picking up garbage to eat for a month.
So when Chen Luan finished cleaning up and sat down at the dinner table, Jiang Ling couldn't help but pinch Chen Luan's face, which had obviously become thinner:
"If I don't cook for you, you're going to eat random things every day and secretly kill yourself, right, Chen Luan?"
There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in the voice.
The latter took a chopstick of tender sweet and sour pork and said nonchalantly, "What do you mean by feeding yourself to death? The school has a cafeteria on weekdays, but I'm just too lazy to cook on weekends so I can just eat takeout. It's not a big deal. I have a good meal."
"Ha." Jiang Ling sneered, raising her lips. "Next time, please clean out the instant noodle bags in the trash can before you say you've eaten properly. You tried all the instant noodles in the supermarket. What's the matter? Are you tired of being a military academy instructor and want to apply to be an instant noodle taster?"
Chen Luan's hand holding the chopsticks was awkward for a moment, and he coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Well, today's braised pork and potatoes tastes really good. You should try it."
It’s not that I don’t want to eat well.
Just because,
After so many years of being accustomed to the lively atmosphere of the dining table, I suddenly don’t want to waste time cooking and cleaning when eating alone.
If a person doesn't have the energy to cook, he can just deal with it casually.
Chen Luan picked up a piece of potato and put it on Jiang Ling's plate.
Jiang Ling looked at Chen Luan, who was eating happily with chopstick after chopstick, his cat-like eyes narrowed with joy, and the anger that had been pent up in her heart suddenly deflated like a balloon.
never mind.
Anyway, after the special training is over, I can go home every week and continue to cook for Chen Luan.
Jiang Ling had to return to the team in the afternoon, so this rather sumptuous lunch could be considered a farewell for him to some extent.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Ling was cleaning up the dishes and felt like drinking Coke again.
Well, I got up early in the morning to buy groceries and make myself a farewell meal, and all of it was Chen Luan’s favorite.
What kind of practice meal is this?
After sending Jiang Ling back to the team, Chen Luan's life returned to its previous busy pace.
The practical training for senior grades inevitably requires frequent entry and exit of contaminated areas. Every time Chen Luan comes out, he will immediately report his safety to his two younger brothers.
The sycamore leaves outside the office window slowly turned yellow, and were blown away from the branches by the wind.
As the weather got colder, Chen Luan, who had finished a day of simulator training on campus, changed out of his light clothes and left school at dusk, stepping on the fallen leaves all over the ground.
Calculating the time, Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun should be done with their special training in two days, right?
It was already dark when Chen Luan returned to the apartment building, carrying a bag of noodles, eggs, and vegetables. The streetlights outside the building cast a dim, warm glow. He staggered toward the building entrance, glanced up casually, and paused.
The lights in the house seem to be on.
Is there anyone in the room?
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