Chapter 35 Like
Nuhra, with his back to the door, only heard poor old Nar gasp and then leave the office, leaving only the two of them inside.
"Are you satisfied?" Nuhra raised her head from Corris's shoulder, but continued to sit on him with a smile on her face.
On the contrary, it was Kris who first proposed this suggestion. His face was now red. He didn't dare to look directly at Nuhra who was so close to him, but he still said stubbornly: "I'm not completely satisfied yet..."
Nuhra didn't say anything, just chuckled a few times and stood up from Corris.
As Nuhra stood up, Chris's arms were suddenly empty, and he withdrew his hand with a sense of disappointment.
"What should we do next?" Nuhra stood in front of Corris, straightening the loose military uniform that he had just pulled off.
Chris sat on the sofa, adjusted his posture, and kept his eyes on Nuhra's movements. He thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's pretend they're inseparable and inseparable. We should make it as cuddly as possible."
Nuhra raised an eyebrow, a gesture of tacit agreement. He examined Chris's still-blushing face and said, seemingly unintentionally, "You've got a lot of ideas. That hug you just now was quite smooth..."
"You haven't had any previous romantic experiences, have you?" Nuhra said, before she started laughing. "But it's normal for young people to fall in love."
Kris was still smoothing the hem of his shirt when he heard Nuhra's sudden question. He explained helplessly and awkwardly, "No, I've never been in love... People don't really like people like me, I guess."
This was indeed what Koris, or "Kojo," truly thought. Before crossing over, he was even more aloof and reserved than he is now. He had already exhausted all his energy just to survive, so naturally, he had no desire for romance.
Nuhra had originally intended it as a joke, but unexpectedly, this caused Kris, who was standing across from him, to fall into some melancholy thoughts... He sighed, reached out and touched Kris's cheek, and explained, "I didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to make a joke..."
Upon hearing this, Coris raised his head again, which had been lowered due to mixed emotions, smiled at Nuhra, and said calmly, "It's nothing, I know."
Nuhra's hand was still on Kris's face. He didn't miss Kris's self-deprecating words just now. He said solemnly: "Also, you are very good. You deserve everyone's love or affection."
As if possessed by some mysterious force, Corris quietly moved his face closer to Nuhra's palm, closed his eyes and asked softly, "So... do you like me?"
Nuhra said nothing, nor did she move. Feeling awkward in the silence, Kris opened his eyes and removed his face from Nuhra's warm, generous palm.
He didn't dare look at Nuhra again. He just forced a bleak smile and defended himself: "Haha... It's nothing, I just asked casually, there's no special meaning, just treat it as nonsense..."
Chris stood up from his chair, deliberately avoiding Nuhra in front of him, wanting to stay away. He frantically changed the subject: "Why don't we let my father come in first--"
"I think I like you, but..." Nuhra suddenly spoke, interrupting Corris's melodramatic monologue. A closer look revealed that Nuhra's own expression wasn't relaxed either. Her usually sharp and confident golden eyes were tinged with confusion and worry.
As soon as Nuhra finished speaking, everything took a sudden turn for the better. Chris's mood, which had fallen to the bottom, immediately recovered. However, he also heard the turn in Nuhra's words, and there was still a heavy stone hanging in his heart.
Corris turned around, moved closer to Nuhra, looked her in the eyes, and tried to get to the bottom of the matter: "But what?"
Nuhra's expression was complicated for a moment. He looked at the young man in front of him who was pretending to be calm, and his expression softened. He said sincerely, "I've never liked anyone, so I don't understand... But there is one thing I am sure of, you are special."
Hearing this, Chris didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He understood what Nuhra meant, but he still felt lost.
"Okay, I understand." Chris's mood fluctuated greatly in a short period of time, and now all he felt was exhaustion from the bottom of his heart.
Nuhra reached out and pulled him in, carefully cradling him in her arms, as if he were some fragile treasure. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I really need to think about this."
"Then you have to think it over carefully, and think about it quickly, otherwise I will run away." Chris reached out and hugged Nuhra back. He recovered quickly and could even make a little joke now, which made Nuhra feel more at ease.
Visibly relieved, Nohra responded: "I will."
The two were speechless for a moment, but in fact they each had their own thoughts in their minds.
In fact, Nuhra's concerns gave Chris an opportunity to re-examine his feelings. Was his liking for Nuhra just a momentary impulse?
Nuhra was very good to him, trying her best to tolerate everything about him and doing a lot for him...Chris couldn't help but start to doubt for a moment, was his love really not confused with other emotions?
Nuhra said he needed to think it over, and Kris realized he needed to, too. With that in mind, Kris felt much better and took the initiative to remind him, "My father's still waiting outside..."
Although he said this, his hands did not take the initiative to loosen Nuhra's arms. Nuhra noticed his little thoughts and let him go. The two of them snuggled up to each other quietly for a while, and only separated when Louis sent a communication reminder to meet.
Nuhra checked Corris's expression with some worry. Corris followed his example and touched Nuhra's face. "I'm fine, don't worry."
Nuhra nodded and asked the system to inform Louis that he could invite old Nar in.
At the same time, Nuhra and Corris looked at each other and sat back on the sofa in the reception area, but the distance between them obviously exceeded the social safety distance and they were almost pressed together.
When old Nar came in, he was almost frightened by this scene. Fortunately, he looked carefully and found that the two men were dressed neatly and managed to maintain their usual social smiles.
Old Nar first greeted Nuhra, "Good afternoon, General Nuhra."
"Good afternoon," Nuhra said calmly, her robotic arm pouring tea for the three of them. Chris remained silent, not even glancing at his father.
"I'm sorry to bother you because of Corris's matter," Nar gradually turned back into his cunning and calculating look and took the initiative to bring up the topic, "He has a bad temper and ran away from home. Fortunately, he met you, Admiral..." As he spoke, Nar made a worried expression.
Nuhra remained unmoved and casually said, "I think Corris has a good personality."
Old Nar's eyes flashed, and he continued Nuhra's words: "Oh, it's a blessing in disguise that I didn't cause more trouble for the Admiral."
Nuhra just drank a sip of tea and said nothing. He was waiting for Old Nar to reveal his true intentions.
"Excuse me, but what is your current relationship with my son?" None of Old Nar's informants had noticed this matter. He had no idea how these two people got together, and he was not sure what to do for a moment.
Nuhra scoffed, put down the teacup in her hand, turned her head and leaned close to Corris's ear. In a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, enough for the three people present to hear, she asked him, "Tell your father what our relationship is?"
Corris reacted greatly, the disgust on his face not seeming fake. He subconsciously jumped away and said indifferently, "Admiral, please respect yourself."
Nuhra reached behind her back and forcibly pulled Corris to her side without any resistance, revealing a wicked smile. "Lieutenant General Nar, what do you say?"
Nar witnessed the entire interaction between the two people in front of him. As a nobleman, he knew all about these dirty things. He smiled knowingly and was overjoyed: he finally caught a big fish!
As for Corris? Old Nar didn't care. In his eyes, his son was just a handy tool.
"It seems that Curris is still unromantic," Old Nar said in an ambiguous and slippery tone, hinting at something. "Given Curris's personality, he's lucky to have your care."
Nuhra used her free hand to pick up the teacup again, saluted the old Nar from a distance, and said, "It seems that Lieutenant General Nar has put a lot of thought into this for Corris."
"Since he is staying by your side, his mother and I can rest assured." Old Nar lightly brushed aside the matter, but it seemed that he had other requests.
"To be honest with you, Chris has been in poor health and needs regular physical examinations, so we still hope he can go home." Nar did not give up control of Chris, but changed his approach.
Nuhra remained nonchalant, saying, "Oh? This is the first I've heard of this... But don't worry, our Seventh Army's medical system is renowned throughout the Empire."
Nuhra pretended not to understand what Old Nar meant, and kept a tight guard, not allowing Corris any chance of being taken back.
Old Nar was blocked without a trace, but he was not angry. Instead, he stared at Chris who had been silent, and said in a heavy and sad tone: "Chris, I know you blame your parents, but we are doing this for your own good!" He looked like a loving father.
Corris glanced at Old Nar, then turned his head away, refusing to look at him. He said in a harsh tone, "I won't go home. There's nothing wrong with my body. Why do you still send doctors to see me every day? I hate you, I hate you!"
The more Corris spoke, the more excited he became. His eyes turned red, his veins bulged, and he was threatening to attack. If Nuhra hadn't been holding him down, he would have jumped up and punched old Nar the next moment.
Curris sneered in his heart. Only old Nar could play the role of a father well. Why couldn't Curris pretend to be crazy and stupid?
"Alright, alright," Nuhra pulled Kris into her arms and coaxed him gently, "What doctor? Tell me, I'll help you solve it, okay? If you don't like it, we won't go. As long as you're happy..."
Nuhra cooperated closely and immediately followed the rhythm of Chris, acting vividly as if he was drugged by Chris and was dazed.
He glanced disapprovingly at the old Nar who was smirking across from him and said, "Lieutenant General Nar, what kind of doctor did you find? I don't think there's any problem."
Old Nar knew that Nuhra had become suspicious, so he immediately threw a bucket of dirty water on Chris: "Chris has been in poor health and under too much pressure in recent years, so..." The implication was that Chris was not in his right mind and what he said now could not be trusted.
"If that's the case, let's have him checked out at the Seventh Army's medical department," Nuhra said worriedly, caressing Corris's back to soothe him. "Now that he's with me, I naturally have to take responsibility for him."
Old Nar was embarrassed. He knew that if he refused again, Nuhra would definitely become suspicious, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, okay, thank you for your trouble."
"...I don't want to see him, go away, get out! Get out!" Chris, who had calmed down, heard old Nar's voice and struggled to get up in Nuhra's arms again, this time using all his strength.
"Lieutenant General Nar, I think you should stay out of Corris's presence for the time being," Nuhra said with a gloomy expression, very dissatisfied. "He used to be quite obedient, why did he become like this after you came?"
A higher rank can crush a lower rank, not to mention that Nuhra is one of the ten generals with real power. If he were to put a hat on someone, Old Nar would have to admit it. "I really don't know, General. Let's get in touch later—"
Before Old Nar could finish his words, Coris suddenly shook off Nuhra and rushed straight towards Old Nar. Old Nar, who had been frightened a lot today, could no longer bear it and hurriedly got up and left.
Seeing Old Nar walk away, Corris, who had been frantic, immediately calmed down. He stood where he was, tidying up his uniform and messy hair with dignity, and asked Nuhra, who was still sitting there, to praise him: "Well, did I perform well?"
After being pushed away by Kris, Nuhra leaned back in her chair and clapped her hands twice. "I admit defeat! Mr. Kris is a better actor than the stars in the capital."
"Thank you, thank you," Kris said, bowing his head and waving his hands, looking humble. "If the admiral hadn't let go, I wouldn't have been able to pounce on him and scare him... I think you cooperated well."
Nuhra stood up and walked to Coris's side, circling around him with interest, as if looking for something.
Confused, Kris turned sideways to meet Nohra's gaze. As their eyes met, the scene from the previous performance flooded back to their minds uncontrollably, and they both burst into laughter.
On the other side, Old Nar, who had hurried out, didn't bother to pay attention to the inquiring glances from those around him. He took out his terminal and sent a strange message to the unknown person on the other end:
[Be careful on your way to work. The roads are very dangerous these days, especially remember to avoid high-speed vehicles.]
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The author has something to say: Lai Naer: I hate these two people.
Chris is hot, Chris is good.
Nuhra cooperated, Nuhra is good.
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