Chapter 38
Lin Han held He Yunting's hand tightly, and with some force, squeezed his hand between the other's fingers, almost making their fingers interlocked.
He Yunting seemed to know that Lin Han could read minds and still wanted to escape, but Lin Han held him tightly and he couldn't let go.
His inner voice also continuously poured into Lin Han's ears, from self-blame to grief, not missing a single word.
Lin Han pursed her lips and didn't speak for a while.
The other party told him the meaning of existence, but he almost forgot that He Yunting was also an ordinary person.
Even names that Lin Han had never heard of began to appear in He Yunting's mind. They were all soldiers who had lost their lives on the battlefield.
The other party might be just an ordinary non-commissioned officer, but He Yunting remembered them all, and then at this moment, he dug them out from his memory almost masochistically and stuck these names into his heart.
He didn't know if He Yunting would go through this bloody cycle every time one of his subordinates died, but he at least knew that no matter every time, He Yunting would be like he is now, with a cold and ruthless face, as if he would not be swayed by such emotions at all.
Just because he is a leader at the top, his joy and happiness should be buried by responsibility and questioning.
But should he be like this?
"General." Lin Han tightened his fingers, clearly feeling the other's thin finger bones and the thin calluses on his hands.
He called out to He Yunting, but he didn't know how to comfort him.
He wanted to say that he understood, but he couldn't say it to He Yunting who was like this.
"Look at me." Lin Han said.
For the first time, He Yunting so openly resisted looking into Lin Han's eyes, as if he was avoiding something. He turned his head away, his face was incredibly cold, his lips were tightly drawn, and his eyes were flickering.
I didn’t even dare look at him. 】
Lin Han sighed, but ultimately couldn't continue.
He wanted to comfort the other person, but not in this way.
He Yunting can't relax, he has too many things to deal with.
His communicator kept ringing. Lin Han knew that there were too many places waiting for him. Even resting was a luxury for him at this moment.
Lin Han slowly let go of He Yunting's hand, lowered his head, and no longer asked the other party to look at him.
He smiled at He Yunting and said, "General, please go and get busy first."
If no other comfort worked at this moment, then at least I could smile at him.
He Yunting responded in a low voice.
And until he closed the door and left, he avoided sight and did not look at Lin Han.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Lin Han couldn't say he felt sad, just a little distressed.
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Lin Han was able to take nutritional supplements and rest to adjust himself, but He Yunting couldn't.
After all, we have reached the border area. Even though there have been sacrifices and casualties, we cannot stop.
No matter how sad Lu Anhe was, he had to take over the remaining work of Ji Meng. The truth had to be investigated, but the matter could not escalate too much and the exercises could not be stopped for too long.
Before that, he and He Yunting walked up to the "murderer".
There is a simplified interrogation room in the battleship, where the pilot of the M21 mecha is locked up.
His name is Yan Ming. After a whole day of mental trauma, he has become somewhat nervous. During the time when the five people were questioning him, he kept talking to himself, and the content of his conversation was nothing more than the same few sentences.
When the two of them went in, Wen Tianyao clearly expressed his desire to follow, but this time not only was He Yunting's attitude unusually tough, even Lu Anhe no longer had his usual habit of trying to smooth things over, and just watched in silence as He Yunting refused to reject Wen Tianyao.
The power of the royal family is both big and small. If Wen Tianyao insists on forcing his way in by pretending to be a prince, He Yunting may not be able to do anything about it. But in the end, Wen Tianyao still did not enter the interrogation room. He just said with a wandering look: "If the admiral has something to say to that soldier, then I won't go in."
He Yunting didn't buy it and went into the interrogation room with Lu Anhe without saying a word.
When the two men walked in front of Yan Ming, he became visibly agitated, but he kept repeating, "I didn't kill anyone, General, I didn't kill anyone, I really don't know anything..."
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During the interrogation, Yan Ming became more and more nervous, almost to the point of collapse.
"My family situation is not very good. I know that if I enter the base, I can at least provide for my family... That was really my original purpose."
“So I went into the base and I really wanted to do well and try to be No. 1.”
"But no matter how hard we try, we can't beat Qi Jiamu. I admit that I have a prejudice against him. I don't like his appearance, but my strength is not as good as his... Gradually, many people began to exclude him."
"It was at this time that I felt my family became strange. The last time I visited, my mother came to me mysteriously and said that as long as I performed well in the fourth round of training, I would definitely be able to enter the base and they would be proud of me."
"I told my mother that Qi Jiamu was too strong and there was no way I could do better than him. But she said it was okay and I could just change my goal."
"I admit that I was tempted, because who wouldn't be tempted to surpass the number one who has always been far ahead?"
"She told me that in the fourth round, I just needed to chase the monitoring mecha and attack it, using the highest attack level. This way, my hit rate would be much higher, and the simulated bullets would not cause casualties. As long as I hit the cranberry, she guaranteed that I would be the best and most dazzling mecha in the exercise. I really didn't have any other ideas. My family has always told me this..."
"You really became the most dazzling one. Redberry believed that no one would really use the highest attack level to deal with him, so he even used the lowest defense shield at the last moment, so he didn't dodge it." Lu Anhe said coldly, "Have you ever thought about why your mother suddenly told you this? Where did she get this information? As far as I know, you have been living in Zone Q before you came to the base."
Yan Ming's lips trembled violently, as if he had just realized the fact: "Yes...how could she know so much..."
"She said all this the moment she came that day. I admit that I didn't figure out this fact right away because I was always being pressured by Qi Jiamu..." Yan Ming seemed to have finally figured it out. "Her tone sounded so bewitching at the time. I didn't expect..."
Yan Ming stood up suddenly, his hands on the table: "Where is my mother? She might be controlled by someone, Lieutenant Colonel, send someone to protect her quickly, it will definitely work!"
"It's too late." He Yunting, who had been silent all the time, only said two words.
"From the moment you successfully hit the cranberry—" Lu Anhe also turned his eyes away, "When we contacted your family in Zone Q, we found that they had all..."
No breath.
He didn't say anything else.
Yan Ming didn't let him continue.
An hour later, He Yunting and Lu Anhe came out.
Behind them was the background of Yan Ming crying bitterly.
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This is so weird.
Except for Yan Ming, the family backgrounds of all prospective pilots were rechecked and there were no surprises.
Who was behind this, able to take advantage of Yan Ming's jealousy and make sure that he would attack Hong Mei at all costs?
Or maybe...
From the moment they boarded the ship, there was an eye watching them closely.
They fell into passivity again.
The two hadn't slept for a long time, but they didn't seem to feel tired: "I...I'll go deal with Old Ji's body."
He didn't wait for He Yunting to say anything else, and immediately added, "Please, Boss, let me go alone, I'll talk to him again."
The border area is too far away from the empire, and the current situation is too unclear. Lu Anhe cannot even guarantee that he can bring him back to the empire safely.
He Yunting looked at him for a long time, and finally just nodded.
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Lin Han didn't expect He Yunting to come to the observation room.
He knew that there was a limit to what he could do. After finishing all his work, in order not to cause trouble to others, or perhaps for other reasons, Lin Han still came to this room a few days ago.
Everything was still peaceful at that time, and the starry sky was within reach.
Lin Han felt a little dazed.
And in a trance, he heard the sound of someone pushing the door open.
He Yunting was standing right in front of him, and seemed surprised that he was here. There was almost no sign of laziness on his face. Although he hadn't rested for a long time, his military uniform was still as wrinkle-free as ever.
The two looked at each other.
Clearly, a few days ago, Lin Han was sitting here with her knees hugged, reaching out her hand to He Yunting, asking him to pull her. But half a day ago, the atmosphere between the two became subtle and weird, and no one spoke for a while.
"...Don't you want to take a rest?" Lin Han spoke first in the end. "It seems the general hasn't slept yet."
He Yunting's lips moved slightly and he shook his head.
"Why is Mr. Lin here?"
I can't see the starry sky now.
Lin Han thought for a moment: "Because it's quiet here."
Like a secret base.
He Yunting did not respond. Lin Han looked at his expression and finally caught a glimpse of laziness in his meticulous face.
"...No progress?" he asked tentatively.
He Yunting said: "I guess so."
Lin Han still sat on the ground with his knees hugged as before, looking up at He Yunting: "Perhaps the general can consider letting me help..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, because apart from Wen Tianyao, he didn't know who was the most suspicious.
Qi Jiamu? Or someone else?
Lin Han was thinking, but saw He Yunting take two steps towards him and stop in front of him.
He Yunting lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Lin."
"I told you before that when we get on the warship, you should follow me closely." He Yunting spoke slowly, "Is that okay?"
He didn't know what kind of accident would happen in the next second.
Lin Han naturally did not forget these words.
But now He Yunting's tone no longer sounded as confident as before, but instead more cautious.
Is he afraid of rejection too?
Is he still unable to get over Ji Meng's death, and is still struggling with self-blame, finally torturing himself?
Is he always like this?
At this moment, Lin Han seemed to feel again the grief in the other person's heart half a day ago. When he looked at He Yunting again, there was a little more pity in his eyes.
He suddenly wanted to hug him.
He thought so and did so.
"General." Lin Han called him, "Can you come closer?"
His tone sounded a little soft, just like a few days ago when he asked He Yunting to give him a hand.
Lin Han looked up at him with a smile on his lips.
He Yunting didn't understand what he meant, but he still walked over obediently and leaned over.
So Lin Han stretched out his hand and hugged the other person easily.
This hug had nothing to do with love, and Lin Han didn't want to ask the other person what kind of feelings he had for him at this moment. Even though he was not wearing gloves now, he could still hear the other person's voice.
But compared to this, Lin Han just wanted to give him a hug.
He Yunting seemed to be stunned, and it was only after being hugged by him for a long time that he slowly became less stiff.
"It's okay." Lin Han said, "Just hug me."
He actually wanted to say don't be sad, wanted to say that he was there for her, but when he put his hand on the other person's back, he forgot all these complicated words of comfort.
"Mr. Lin." He Yunting's low and hoarse voice came from behind Lin Han's ear, like the clearest handful of snow in the mist of the pine forest. It appeared noble because it was hanging in the air, but because of its nobility it became cold and difficult to melt.
"Can you read minds?" The sadness in He Yunting's voice was not strong, just like what he was feeling at the moment.
Will he hear what I am thinking? 】
[Will he see my cowardice and understand my meanness? 】
[Will he not even want to give me a hug because of all this? 】
Lin Han was silent. Not only could he hear what he was thinking, but because the two of them had touched so many times, he could almost empathize with him. He saw that he remembered all the soldiers who had sacrificed their lives and erected a monument for them in his heart.
"……I won't."
Lin Han opened his mouth but was unable to tell He Yunting this fact.
He couldn't stab him in the heart again and make him go through the same cycle again in a bloody way.
He Yunting seemed to be comforted. He hugged Lin Han tightly and buried his head deeper.
Lin Han felt the warmth surrounding him, but in his ears he could hear the sound of He Yunting's heart constantly criticizing him.
Even though he tried hard, He Yunting still couldn't completely let it go.
This man always seemed to be taciturn and indifferent, as if nothing could hurt him at all.
He couldn't even laugh, but without even knowing it, he exposed all his vulnerability to himself.
Lin Han felt as if his heart was tied by an invisible ribbon, causing a sore pain when it was pulled.
He patted the other's back with his hand, just like he did when they first hugged, and spoke softly and firmly.
"—but you are invincible."
The moment he finished saying this, Lin Han was suddenly hugged tightly and he almost couldn't breathe.
But soon, the other party let go as if afraid of hurting him.
Lin Han's heart seemed to be tugged, and the heartache seeped into his chest more densely. He raised his hand, and his fingertips climbed up He Yunting's neck. He used his arm to pull him towards himself until their heartbeats merged into one, rising and falling together. The pain could be divided in two, and no longer be borne by the other person alone.
"It's okay." Lin Han hugged the other's neck tightly and said to him again, "It's okay to be sad."
"You are invincible."
He Yunting didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't try desperately to break free from him like before.
It was not until a long time later that Lin Han finally heard a very light response.
"……Um."
He Yunting seemed to be finally tired, and finally indulged himself for once——
He half-knelt on the ground, still unwilling to put all his body weight on her, so he sank into Lin Han's arms in a pious and restrained posture.
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