Chapter 86 Chapter 86
Lu Anhe forced a smile: "Mr. Lin, you..."
However, Lin Han couldn't even make an expression of cooperation. He just remained silent, concentrating all his energy, not missing a single word from Lu Anhe's heart.
[Impossible, no one else knows about this except me and the boss. 】
[Besides, Mr. Lin had never met the boss before, so how could he...]
Lin Han couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. Countless speculations had been confirmed by Lu Anhe's words.
There were too many things in his mind, but he had to force himself to calm down and listen to what Lu Anhe said.
[He obviously forgot it completely.] 】
After hearing these words, Lin Han suddenly felt a sense of unreality and dizziness.
He always thought that his lover fell in love with him at first sight, even though he might not even have understood love at that time.
But now there is someone telling himself that he may have seen you a long time ago, perhaps with silent love, in the early morning that he had not noticed, or in a quiet and long evening.
Lin Han suppressed his emotions and raised his head again: "But He Yunting told me that he felt that his memory was gone, so I thought maybe Lieutenant Colonel Lu was covering up something, something that even he himself didn't know."
Lu Anhe said subconsciously this time: "No, it was the boss himself--"
He was halfway through his words when he realized that Lin Han had been trying to trick him from the beginning.
[In the end, it can’t be kept secret.] 】
[Then I can only tell Mr. Lin...]
Lin Han saw that Lu Anhe's expression had calmed down again. He just looked at himself deeply, sighed, and finally admitted, "Yes."
The other party didn't know Lin Han's ability, and thought he was asking because he was nervous. He smiled bitterly and said, "But maybe it's not what you think."
Only then did he slowly pull his hand out of Lu Anhe's and pursed his lips.
He heard Lu Anhe say.
"He volunteered."
The air seemed to be stagnant.
Lu Anhe stopped on purpose. He thought Lin Han must have a lot to ask, so he considerately left some time for him.
But he waited for a long time before the young man in front of him slowly moved his lips and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Did he like me back then?"
Lu Anhe didn't expect that Lin Han's first question would be like this.
But the other person's expression still looked very painful, and he was still unhappy even if I got the words out of him.
“I like it.”
Maybe it was because Lin Han’s expression was too sad, Lu Anhe couldn’t bear it and said.
"He always liked it."
Lu Anhe's tone finally became calm.
“Just like now.”
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This was also the first time Lu Anhe told anyone about this.
"There were some details that he didn't want to tell me at the time." Lu Anhe looked out the window, recalling something.
"But there's no doubt that he likes you."
"He was quite different back then," Lu Anhe said, "at least when it comes to you."
"But you should know him. He keeps everything to himself and thinks that everything will be fine as long as he doesn't say it. No matter how others praise or criticize him, he will just keep it to himself. I have been following him for too long, and I can't help but ask some questions.
"I don't know when he met you, or why he liked you, but it must have been several years."
Lu An and Xiao Xiao: "I discovered it by accident. At that time, he only knew about you from other channels, and would not take the initiative to find you. He didn't even know whether he liked you or not, but he still couldn't help but pay attention to you."
"So it's normal that you don't know anything. If I hadn't been with him for so long, I wouldn't have discovered it."
Lin Han's voice was trembling: "...When was it?"
"It was several years ago. I remember you were about to graduate at that time." Lu Anhe pondered, "At that time, the base had a half-day off every week, and he would call me with a stern face and say that he wanted to go to the Imperial Army.
"But there's actually no mission. He just wants to watch you from a distance."
"At that time, he also asked me where I would go in the future and what kind of problems the mecha would have to encounter before I could send it to you."
Lu Anhe was halfway through his conversation when Gululu heard the noise and came out. He subconsciously shrank back when he saw the stranger.
But Lu Anhe didn't look fierce at all, and he was wearing similar clothes to He Yunting, and he was talking to Lin Han. After hesitating for a while, it rolled over, stretched out its claws, and crawled into Lin Han's hand along his trouser leg.
The warm and fluffy touch of the little ball made Lin Han feel a little relieved at the moment. He subconsciously stroked the thing in his palm, trying to find some comfort from it.
Lu Anhe also waited for a while considerately, and only continued speaking when Lin Han raised his head again.
"Then you graduated. I guess you were looking for a house at that time? I don't know the specific details, but he disappeared for a long time and came back to tell me that Mr. Lin's problem had been solved."
Lin Han was speechless.
He was indeed thinking about the apartment at that time, but he didn't expect that as soon as he had this idea, his tutor would take the initiative to extend an olive branch to him and solve the problem with great efficiency.
At that time, he just felt grateful, because it turned out that there was someone who had been silently helping him behind the scenes.
Lin Han moved his lips: "Anything else?"
How much time has he missed, and how much the other party has guarded him silently.
Lu Anhe looked at Lin Han's actions. He was obviously very sad, but he was afraid to show his emotions, so he kept stroking the little fur ball in his hand to ease his feelings.
He paused and nodded: "Later... I couldn't bear it any longer, so I suggested to him whether he should try to contact you."
"He didn't even consider it at first," Lu Anhe said, a little embarrassed, "but you know I talk a lot sometimes, so after persuading him a few times, he finally moved."
Lu Anhe tried his best to briefly explain the past, but Lin Han could still imagine what happened at that time.
Even though he shouldn't let his imagination run wild right now, he had already created a picture in his mind.
He Yunting, a dull-headed man, would definitely reject it coldly at first, or simply ignore Lu Anhe. However, he gradually became curious under the other party's various hypotheses, and finally asked Lu Anhe how to get in touch.
At this moment, Lin Han actually wanted to laugh at his own assumption.
What a pity, it would be nice if that were the case.
"I told him that people usually choose special days to do things that are meaningful to them," Lu Anhe said. "I thought he would choose a day that was at least related to you."
"Who would have thought that he would choose his birthday." Lu Anhe said helplessly, "He said that this is a special day. I thought it was good that he thought of this, so I didn't say much."
A cloud of gloom suddenly rose in Lin Han's heart.
He still remembered that Wen Tianyao found an excuse to celebrate He Yunting's birthday, but the other party had no impression of this day. At that time, Lu Anhe tried to smooth things over, saying that the admiral never celebrated his birthday.
Later, I jokingly asked him if he only remembered what he remembered. He looked confused and said no.
Now it seems that it was not that there was no such thing, but that something must have happened that day.
"It was his birthday three years ago." Lin Han suddenly said.
Lu Anhe didn't expect Lin Han to guess: "Yes."
Lin Han had difficulty speaking: "What happened that day?"
This time, Lu Anhe's silence lasted longer.
"He didn't tell me." Lu Anhe looked up. "He contacted me very late that day, but didn't say anything."
"The next day he came to ask me if there was any way to completely forget someone."
"At first I thought you might have rejected him, so he said that, but thinking about it, that's not right. With his personality, it's impossible for him to do that suddenly."
"No matter how much I asked, he wouldn't tell me."
"I'm actually very surprised. Even if something happened, you didn't even have any contact. What's more, I'm the only one who knows what he's thinking. If you want to end it, just stop paying attention to it. There's no need to retrieve the memory."
“But he still insisted on doing it.”
"He was very determined and told me that no matter what the circumstances, even if he later realized something was wrong, I must not tell him. So..." he said, "I kept this secret for three years."
"But I know you'll see each other again."
Lin Han's palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he couldn't control himself and used a little force. Gululu was tickled uncomfortable by him and made a slight sound.
Lu Anhe raised his head and looked at Lin Han again: "It's just my selfishness. I always feel that it's a pity to miss it like this."
"After he came back from defeating the pirates, he told me that he had to find the best mecha pilot." He smiled, "I was the one who sent the invitation to the celebration party."
"I told him that there's an excellent mecha master. Do you want to meet him?"
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Lu Anhe had to go back to the base and didn't stay long.
Lin Han sat alone in front of He Yunting's bed, holding a small plush ball in his hand, looking out the window. As the sun set, he finally heard a noise coming from the door.
At this moment he almost forgot to breathe.
The steady footsteps approached little by little. It was hard to describe how Lin Han felt. With every step He Yunting took closer, he felt his eyes getting more sore.
I should give him a smile first, Lin Han thought.
The bedroom door was not closed. After seeing it, the other party seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued to walk towards the source of the light.
The man walked down the long, empty corridor, his footsteps echoing everywhere.
He walked over step by step, crossing the tens of thousands of light years that the two had not seen for a long time, and also stepping through the forgotten time of the past few years.
He walked to the door and Lin Han heard his breathing.
"I'm back."
He said.
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The silence seemed to last only a few seconds, yet it seemed to last far too long.
Gululu was the first to react. Upon seeing He Yunting, its fur stood up subconsciously as a conditioned reflex. But it soon felt that it should not be so afraid of him after building up its courage over the past few days. It jumped up again and looked at the ferocious man proudly.
However, the eye contact did not last long, because it soon realized that it was time to watch its favorite TV series, and decided not to bother with this man for the time being. After a "squeak", it jumped off Lin Han and went to another room.
So they were the only two left in the bedroom.
Lin Han finally looked up at him, just like when he left that day, she curled her eyes at He Yunting, smiled sweetly and softly, and said, "Welcome back."
The smile on his face was so gentle, as if his hands had not been shaking half an hour ago while he was saying those words to Lu Anhe.
He seemed to have been sitting there quietly and obediently, waiting for his lover to return triumphantly.
He Yunting was even more silent than when he left, but when he saw Lin Han, his brows relaxed a little. He might want to laugh, but was afraid that his expression would be too ugly, so he just said "hmm" in the end.
Unfortunately, what greeted him this time was not crowds and cheers, but groundless suspicion and slander. Lin Han didn't even want to recall the unbearable insults when the formation passed through Central Avenue, but even if he wanted to block his ears, He Yunting couldn't help but care.
He once thought about how he would welcome He Yunting.
He should be looking him in the eye at the central statue amidst the blooming flowers, with a secret pride in his heart, unknown to everyone, for he alone is a hero. Then when the cheers faded away, he would be waiting for him at the end of the flower field. A smile, a hug, or a kiss, no matter what, could take away all the tiredness.
But this is nothing, and I even have to leave behind a fact to accept his oblivion.
Lin Han wondered what He Yunting was like in the past.
When I just graduated, I must have looked very silly, with some unrealistic fantasies, thinking that I could design and manufacture the best mecha for the bravest warriors.
At that time, he knew nothing and devoted himself to his career. He didn't like to communicate with others and had a youthful arrogance.
Will He Yunting see himself at that time?
Where is he standing and what does he look like?
Will I feel stupid? Will I feel helpless? Will I want to call myself at some point and say, "Hello, Lin Han."
He once thought that only mechas were cold and romantic. But it was not until now that he realized that there was someone who was not far away from him. Perhaps he hid a bouquet of tulips behind his back as he walked towards him, with a heart full of unexpressed love.
——That is what truly belongs to him, the gentleness that runs deep like still waters and remains silent.
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A hand with gun calluses slowly covered his face.
"Why are you crying?"
It was not until He Yunting spoke in a panic that Lin Han realized that she was already in tears.
He just looked at He Yunting but couldn't say anything.
The tears flowed quietly. He Yunting wanted to wipe away the saltiness on his face with his fingers, but he didn't dare to use force. He just tried to soften his voice and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
But no matter how hard he tried to wipe them away, he couldn't wipe them clean. Just as he wiped away some, more warm tears burst out of his eye sockets and fell onto his hands.
Lin Han's whole face was covered with tears, but she didn't even sob. The tip of her nose was red, and her pupils became clearer because they were washed by tears.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He Yunting used both hands to apologize, "I'm late, I'm back late."
As soon as he finished saying this, Lin Han suddenly couldn't control herself. She stretched out her arms, put her arms around the man standing in front of her, and buried her face in his waist.
You are never wrong and you are never late.
He sat on the bed, hugged He Yunting's waist and began to cry. Lin Han felt that all the tears he had shed since childhood were almost concentrated in the past six months.
Why don't you come to see me? What happened to make you forget me?
You are very conceited about many things, but you are hesitant and indecisive when it comes to liking me.
What happened during the time you forgot about me?
"Why?" he asked.
Lin Han hugged him tightly.
In the end, he couldn't even finish his sentences. He Yunting lowered his head and looked at the person sitting on the bed. He said "I'm sorry" very softly, then slowly held his face and leaned over to press his lips against his.
The kiss was more bitter than ever, but because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, it was also more passionate than ever.
Lin Han climbed onto He Yunting's neck, his tears melted on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to embed himself completely into the other's body. If so, would there be no incomplete times between them?
He Yunting's lips and tongue also had a different temperature than usual. His hug became tighter and tighter, and he chased and teased him with his eyes closed.
His scent spread all over the room. Lin Han was so exhausted from being kissed by him that she had no choice but to release some pheromones without any concealment, allowing him to kiss her deeply and making her make some unbearable and blushing sounds.
Lin Han had seduced He Yunting little by little before, and now the other party finally didn't have the rejection as before. The two of them were very close, and between their lips, Lin Han looked into his eyes and felt affection. The intoxicating sexiness that one desires to be infected with can also be used to bring peace of mind to He Yunting.
He Yunting poked deep into him, and Lin Han was forced to open his mouth, shaking uncontrollably because of the other party's arousal.
After struggling for a while, He Yunting began to explore downwards without any instruction. His lips started from the tip of Lin Han's nose, swept across his lips and chin, and finally he pressed Lin Han's waist with one hand, pushed him down on the bed, and leaned over to bite his Adam's apple.
Lin Han only felt itchy, but besides that, he also felt a completely different kind of satisfaction.
He Yunting pressed Lin Han on the bed, squeezing all ten fingers inside. His hands were a circle bigger than the other's. Lin Han felt the familiar gun calluses and cooperated by clasping his fingers together.
Neither of them spoke for a long time, until the whole room was filled with the pheromones intertwined between the two. He Yunting then propped himself up from Lin Han's body and lowered his head to look him in the eye.
The young man was lying on the bed with his arms open. His clothes were wrinkled from being pressed down just now, and his collar revealed a large area of snow-white skin with an ambiguous pink tint. He was still breathing, his chest heaving, his hair a little messy, and his lips were kissed red and shiny, but his eyes were still bright, and there was still undisguised innocence when he looked at He Yunting.
As if to say, you can do anything to me.
He Yunting simply couldn't stand such a look. His eyes dimmed a little, and he lowered his head and pressed forward to kiss him. This time he didn't hide his desire anymore. The two of them pressed tightly together through their clothes, and even their heartbeats were about to melt away.
"Lin Han." He Yunting seemed to be really discussing with him. As long as he said no, he would even stop there.
But there were still tears in Lin Han's eyes. He had already been made weak all over by the other party, and resistance and rejection were useless.
Don't ask me, and don't stop.
He longed to be picked and also longed to be loved.
His heart felt sour and soft, but as long as he looked at the person in front of him, he didn't want to think about anything.
Affection. Desire overlaps with the soul, he wants to be comforted and filled, to fill the years when he was not there, to fill the sadness that should not exist here.
Lin Han put one hand on the other's waist. His voice became hoarse and rough due to tears and kisses, and he called the other's name word by word.
"He Yunting."
He tilted his head back and put his mouth close to the other's, speaking softly and slowly.
"Open me."
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