Chapter 32
After Lin Han returned to her room, she still couldn't forget the boy.
Not only the wound on his gland, but also his shrunken pupils, stiff expression, and uncoordinated gait made Lin Han suspicious.
Did this omega undergo some kind of surgery that caused irreversible damage to the gland?
But Lin Han saw the scar clearly. It didn't look like it was recently inflicted, but rather like it had been with its owner for many years. It was just that the wound was too deep and the mark could not be removed.
But that omega was so skinny and fragile, and didn't look threatening at all.
Lin Han recalled the first time he met He Yunting, when the waiter took advantage of the other's injury and deliberately bumped into his right shoulder.
The man didn't look aggressive at all, and was even thinner than the average person.
As for the dinner party hosted by Wen Tianyao, Lin Han was unable to witness it with his own eyes because He Yunting did not allow him to face the scene.
His doubts grew deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but search again for the news about the day He Yunting was assassinated.
But what surprised him was that among the overwhelming number of articles, there was not a single photo of the scene, and only one or two media outlets casually posted the information of the attacker.
Lin Han looked at the report on the screen. The assassin was an omega. His ID photo showed him delicate and pretty. As for whether there was a wound on the gland at the back of his neck, Lin Han had no way of knowing.
Lin Han couldn't explain the uneasy feeling he was feeling; he just felt it was weird.
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After this day, Qi Jiamu, who was already ranked first, seemed to work even harder.
Some people said that Qi Jiamu went to the training ground alone before dawn every day, and his morning exercise time was longer than any other time. Qi Jiamu never made any mistakes during the whole day of selection, and he tried to achieve perfection in every indicator. After a day's training, he was also the last one to leave.
Some people were puzzled. He was obviously ranked first. Maybe he wanted to join He Yunting's elite team too much, so he had to pay enough attention to him during the selection period.
Even so, those jealous people would still tamper with his mecha, but Qi Jiamu endured it all without saying a word, and then worked harder to complete various tasks.
On the third day, when someone broke Qi Jiamu's voice command program, Lin Han finally had the opportunity to repair his mecha.
"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Lin." Lin Han approached the cockpit, and Qi Jiamu stood up and said politely.
Just as Qi Jiamu was about to leave the cockpit to make room for Lin Han, he was stopped.
Lin Han said: "It's a minor problem, you don't have to leave, it will be healed in a few minutes."
Upon hearing this, Qi Jiamu stood there obediently with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly for Lin Han to handle it: "Okay."
Lin Han's eyebrows moved, and he felt a little nervous for no reason.
He handled the problem very quickly, and Qi Jiamu didn't say a word the whole time. But at least Lin Han had spent more time with him in the past few days. After he quickly handled the problem and opened the mecha's self-check program, he said casually: "The boy a few days ago, was he your brother?"
Lin Han keenly noticed that Qi Jiamu's hands suddenly clenched, and after a moment he spoke with a hoarse voice: "...Yes."
"What's wrong, Mr. Lin?" he asked uneasily.
"Nothing," Lin Han said casually, as if he was just chatting, "I just felt that your brother was not feeling well."
Qi Jiamu's voice tightened: "He has had a weak constitution since he was young. Later, I came to the core area to go to school, and I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Yeah." Lin Han asked casually, "Didn't you go to get treatment?"
"Yes." Qi Jiamu answered quickly, "Yes, Mr. Lin."
Lin Han repaired the mecha and stood up, knowing that the other party would probably not say anything else: "Okay, then I hope your brother is safe."
It was just a simple sentence, but after hearing Lin Han say this, Qi Jiamu suddenly lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was adjusting his emotions. When he raised his head and spoke to Lin Han again, there was a suppressed red at the end of his eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Lin."
Lin Han's hand stopped in mid-air, but he finally retracted it: "It's okay."
He wanted to use his abilities to find out what the two brothers were hiding.
But perhaps it was because Qi Jiamu's eyes were too sincere, and the expression he saw that day was too sad, Lin Han suddenly felt a little reluctant.
Even if the pain belongs to someone else, you shouldn't take it without asking.
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Lin Han found He Yunting after the training.
These days he would go to the command room or He Yunting's room from time to time. Many people in the base were discussing that Mr. Lin was indeed an expert invited by the admiral himself, and his treatment was different.
Lin Han didn't care much about these remarks. He just stood in front of He Yunting and raised the question that had troubled him for two days: "I have something to ask the general."
Lu Anhe went to eat, and He Yunting was the only one left in the room. He hung up his coat and then turned around and answered, "What's wrong?"
Lin Han wanted to get straight to the point, but when the words came to his lips, he ended up saying, "How is the general's shoulder injury..."
He Yunting probably didn't expect that Lin Han's first words to him would be this. He paused for a moment and said, "It's almost healed."
Another two seconds passed, and He Yunting seemed to have thought of something, and added stiffly: "Thank you Mr. Lin for your concern."
No matter what, this answer is good. Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what about the person who tried to assassinate the general last time? Did he have his glands at the back of his neck damaged?"
He Yunting raised his eyebrows, but quickly returned to his indifference; "Yes."
"How did Mr. Lin know?"
Lin Han hesitated for a moment, but still told He Yunting roughly what he had seen that day.
"I always felt it was very strange, and thinking about what happened to the general last time, I came here." Lin Han said, "Does the general know about this kind of omega?"
This time He Yunting fell into a long silence.
Lin Han thought He Yunting was recalling and did not interrupt him, but in the long silence, she heard He Yunting's answer.
"--Know."
“But there’s no way to verify it.”
Lin Han didn't expect He Yunting to give a positive answer: "What is it...?"
How many omegas have damaged glands like this?
What have you been through?
But He Yunting's expression did not change, but his tone became even colder: "...I'm sorry."
"It's a military secret, you can't tell Mr. Lin."
Lin Han opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing: "Okay."
There was no emotion in He Yunting's azure eyes. Lin Han didn't know how to describe his emotions: "Well, I'll leave first."
He Yunting looked at Lin Han.
When Lin Han walked to the door, He Yunting stopped him: "By the way, Mr. Lin."
"For the fourth round of training, we need to recheck the information of all personnel aboard the warship." He Yunting said, "I originally wanted Lu Anhe to notify you, but since you are here, just send the latest personal information directly."
Lin Han was stunned for a moment: "Okay."
This time He Yunting did not try to persuade him to stay, and the two did not shake hands.
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The third round of selection officially ended, and in the end only less than two hundred new pilots remained in the base.
The fourth round of practical training they are about to face is the key to whether they can stay here in the end.
The base is already making preparations. The selected exercise site is located in a remote border area of the M galaxy, adjacent to the strange biological galaxy. A little further away are some small, self-governed planets with sparse management.
Before departure, the base gave everyone a day and a half to rest, but still did not open communications with the outside world. The purpose was only to allow everyone who was about to set off to prepare.
Lin Han had a rare moment of free time, so he stayed at home all day and continued to look up relevant information in his room alone.
But Lin Han was not a sociable person. Before coming to the base, he almost always went between the research institute and home, and he didn't interact with many people. He didn't have much impression of the omega whose glands were injured.
The base's intranet is under full surveillance, so Lin Han's search scope is limited. Among the information he has found now, there is almost nothing particularly valuable.
Everything was at a standstill again.
Lin Han didn't think that He Yunting's refusal to tell her was too much. He had his own insistence. Although she was curious, she couldn't ignore other people's feelings.
He was just vaguely uneasy.
But he believed that He Yunting could handle everything, and he also believed that if he really needed him, he would definitely ask.
Lin Han leaned on the sofa and looked at the photo frame.
He squinted his eyes and felt a little sleepy. When he looked up from his mother's face in the photo frame to look out the window, he suddenly remembered today's date.
It is the day when the other person is still around, and you will gently say "Happy Birthday, Hanhan" every year.
Lin Han suddenly lost interest and sank deeper into the sofa.
He hasn't celebrated his birthday much since his mother passed away, but perhaps because he had received too much happiness on previous birthdays, even if Lin Han deliberately avoided thinking about it, he could always remember this day.
Mother said, Hanhan, don’t forget, mom will say happy birthday to you every year.
Lin Han's eyes felt a little sore. He closed his eyes and exhaled gently.
Mom, every birthday of mine is pretty happy.
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Lin Han didn't know how long he had slept when he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.
He opened his eyes and the sky outside the window began to darken, while the knocking on the door was patient and persistent.
My sleeping position just now was unstable, and I slept past dinner time without taking any nutritional supplements. My limbs began to feel heavy, sore, and weak.
Lin Han stood up and walked to the door puzzledly.
——He Yunting was standing outside the door. He was tall and was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Han suddenly open the door.
"General?" Lin Han spoke first. "What happened?"
Unexpectedly, He Yunting shook his head lightly after a long while: "It's okay."
"Is today Mr. Lin's birthday?"
Lin Han was stunned for a moment: "How did the general know?"
He Yunting hesitated and said, "I found it by chance in the information that Mr. Lin sent over last time."
Lin Han looked at him.
He Yunting seemed a little nervous.
Fortunately, Lin Han didn't intend to let He Yunting stand outside the door awkwardly: "Come in first."
He Yunting was wearing casual clothes, with a few strands of silver hair hanging down to his forehead. Even though he still looked very cold, against the backdrop of the sunset, he seemed to be covered with a layer of gentle warm light that did not belong to him.
Lin Han closed the door: "Today is indeed the case. But..."
But what are you here for?
He Yunting stood there for a while, and suddenly took out something from his military pants.
"I'm here to give Mr. Lin a birthday present," he said.
Lin Han froze when he was about to pour water for He Yunting.
He turned and looked up at him.
He Yunting was standing straight in front of him, his expression was cold, but there was a subtle nervousness in his tone.
Lin Han looked at He Yunting's hand: "This..."
"Once when we were on a mission, we encountered a meteorite falling. In order to avoid it, we stayed on a small planet for half a day," He Yunting explained.
Perhaps because he is not good at speaking, He Yunting's tone always becomes different from usual every time he speaks a longer sentence.
It seemed that at this moment he was no longer the aloof and indifferent soldier. The burden on his shoulders was temporarily unloaded, and he could also be an ordinary person with flesh and blood.
He Yunting said: "At that time, I was waiting for Lu Anhe to return to the team, so I picked up one of them and brought it back."
When he was passing another place on his way back, he accidentally discovered that the largest and brightest meteorite was not burned and vaporized by the atmosphere, but left a deep pit after falling, with fragments of the meteorite scattered in it.
It can’t be said that it has any special meaning, but He Yunting didn’t throw it away, but kept it in the base.
"I've been staying at the base recently and have no time to go out. I can't find anything good to give to Mr. Lin... After thinking about it, I just took this."
He Yunting took a step forward and spread out his palm - it was an unremarkable dark green meteorite, half smooth and half rough, with the aura of the starry sky tens of thousands of light years away.
It could just be a meteorite, but it could also be a star.
He Yunting placed the fragment of the meteor in Lin Han's palm: "Happy birthday."
[There are some secrets that I cannot tell you for the time being.] 】
[But I still hope Mr. Lin won’t be unhappy.] 】
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