Chapter 39 Healing the Imperial General 11
He Jianshan's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the cuffs of his military uniform. He was particularly sensitive to this name. After all, his boss had been looking for a boy named "Xiaoxing" for several years.
But it couldn't be the small star in front of them. The former site of the Dawn Experimental Base and the desolate star were separated by several galaxies. Even if they had great abilities, they couldn't send a living person to such a far place.
He Jianshan threw away the unrealistic thoughts in his head and wanted to take Meng Yan's hand to lead the boy into the room, but he didn't expect Meng Yan to not let go of the boy's hand.
"Assistant He, Xiaoxing is seriously injured, so it would be better for me to take care of him." Meng Yan said as she led Xingjian towards the seat.
After entering the door, Meng Yan did not see the huge iceberg she had just seen. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the general had left early because of something.
The consolation meeting was held as scheduled. The soldiers in the surrounding legions were the same as Meng Yan said. At the beginning, they only spoke a few words, but soon they opened their hearts and started chatting.
From the unpalatable nutrient solutions in the Legion to the strange appearances of the Zerg, Xingjian learned a lot of things that he had never learned on the Star Network. Occasionally, a sentence or two might involve confidential information, and Adjutant He would cough a few times to remind his subordinates who were chatting animatedly.
However, this lively conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a door being pushed open. It seemed that someone else had walked in. All the soldiers stood up and said in unison, "Hello, General."
Xing Zhanye stood in the backlight, the star emblem on his epaulettes reflecting a cold and sharp edge. He nodded, raised his hand to unbutton his cloak and handed it to He Jianshan. Suddenly, his eyes caught the huddled figure in the crowd.
Xing Jian also stood up after realizing it, but he didn't know the direction of the door, so he bowed and said, "Hello, General."
The man's voice sounded particularly familiar. Xing Zhanye approached the young man with his back to him without any hesitation, stood in front of the young man and froze in place.
Xing Zhanye had imagined the scene of reuniting with his Xiaoxing countless times, but he never imagined that one day he would meet him again here, in the condolence room of the Alliance Experimental Base.
"Everyone else go out, you stay." Xing Zhanye tried his best to suppress the hoarseness in his voice, but the slightly trembling voice still allowed Xing Jian to recognize the owner of the voice.
Hearing Xing Zhanye's sudden words, everyone present was a little confused. Meng Yan cautiously grabbed Xing Jian's hand, wanting to pull him behind her, but before she could stretch out her hand, Xing Zhanye stopped her.
Xing Zhanye's bony hands embedded the boy's slender fingers one by one between his own fingers. He pulled the Star Sword behind himself, trying to block the view of everyone present from looking at the Star Sword.
He Jianshan looked at the strange atmosphere between the two people and was startled, but then he reacted and began to ask everyone else to leave the room. Only Meng Yan was still worried about Xingjian being here alone and was reluctant to leave.
Feeling Meng Yan's concern for him, Xing Jian said, "Sister, I know General Xing. I'll come find you later."
In his heart, Xing Jian always regarded Meng Yan as his own sister. Even if it was not for Xing Zhanye, Xing Jian was still willing to patiently explain to Meng Yan and let her leave first.
After listening to Xing Jian's words, Meng Yan didn't say anything more, but just rolled her eyes at He Jianshan. She wanted to roll her eyes directly at the first general, but the man's aura was too strong, and Meng Yan didn't have the courage to do so for the time being.
When they were the only two left in the room, Xingjian opened his mouth but didn't know where to start.
Xing Zhanye looked at the Star Sword before him. He wanted to ask the boy how he'd been these past few years. Did he still wake up in pain in the middle of the night?
But when he met those inorganic eyes, Xing Zhanye couldn't utter a word. Those lively eyes would never appear on the boy's face again.
Xingjian felt the heat source around him getting closer and closer, and then he was wrapped up by the heat source and restrained by a pair of arms.
Xing Zhanye didn't dare to use force, for fear that the young man in front of him would break in his arms if he used too much force.
"Xiaoxing, come home with me. We will never be separated again, never be separated again." Xing Zhanye buried his head in Xingjian's shoulder, and his hot tears flowed through Xingjian's neck into his chest.
Xing Jian carefully held Xing Zhanye's hand back, but was afraid that the people around him would discover the secret in his palm, so he only dared to gently place his palm next to Xing Zhanye's palm.
Xing Zhanye hugged Xingjian in his arms, stroking his back again and again, and talking about what had happened in the past few years, how many planets he had visited, and how many strange creatures he had encountered.
Like all students at the Military Academy, Xing Zhanye joined the Imperial Legion after graduation. However, because he had served as a training instructor in the past, Xing Zhanye immediately distinguished himself as soon as he entered the Imperial Legion, gained fame on the Third Battlefield, and eventually rose step by step to the position of the Empire's First General.
Xing Jian listened silently, but his heart felt as sour as if lemon juice had been squeezed on it. It took Xing Zhanye twelve years to go from the slums to the first general of the empire. The sadness and tears of these twelve years would not be glossed over by Xing Zhanye.
"I..." Xing Jian wanted to talk about what happened in these years like Xing Zhanye did, but he couldn't go on after talking about only one person.
After leaving the Dawn Experimental Base, depression and anxiety almost swallowed Xingjian whole. Looking back now, Xingjian even found it difficult to think of the happy times he had spent with Meng Yan, Tang Mengjiao and others. What came to his mind first was only endless pain.
"Don't say anything more, Xiaoxing, come back with me. Let the past be the past, okay? I will not let anyone who has hurt Xiaoxing go, not even a single one." Xing Zhanye pressed his cheek against Xing Jian's palm and lightly touched his forehead with his lips.
Xingjian felt something cold and soft suddenly touching his forehead, and he subconsciously shrank back.
"Baby, come home with me."
Xing Zhanye didn't wait for Xing Jian's answer. He stood up and held the "little rabbit" in his arms.
Without stopping for a moment, Xing Zhanye completely covered the Star Sword with his wide coat. From a distance, it was impossible to tell that he was holding a person in his arms instead of a lamb toy.
Meng Yan temporarily arranged the other people in the legion to other consolation rooms. She paced around the room anxiously. She was still worried about handing the Star Sword to a stranger, a stranger with a notorious reputation.
Suddenly, He Jianshan's intelligent computer received a message from Xing Zhanye.
"I'm going back now. Please arrange the itinerary for the others."
Meng Yan leaned over and saw the message sent by that person as a matter of course. Just after breathing a sigh of relief, Meng Yan hurried back to her original room to take the Star Sword back.
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