The heavy rain in the empire came with great force and thunder, but none of it reached Bai Li's ears.

He felt that Lu Zhao's hand pressing on his chest was like a red-hot iron, branding his numb and cold body. The pain made his internal organs tremble and burn.

Bai Li's body seemed to be soaked in cold rain, but it was burning hot inside. After waiting for a while, it became a ruin.

"How could I be angry with you?" Bai Li heard his own answer, but it didn't pass his brain, because his brain had long stopped responding, "You are my brother, the major general."

The hand pressing on Bai Li's chest increased its strength.

Lu Zhao wanted to laugh. He thought it was funny that Bai Li was fooling people, and he also thought it was funny that he was stupid. He actually laughed twice, then grabbed Bai Li's collar: "What if I beat you? Will you be angry with me?"

Bai Li's lips moved: "...No."

Lu Zhao's brain was confused by alcohol, and he just said: "Then will you scold you?"

Bai Li said: "No."

"Then the two braked suddenly?"

"No."

After a long while, Lu Zhao didn't say anything.

His hand holding Bai Li's collar slowly loosened, little by little. Bai Li felt like he was exiled by Lu Zhao, and fell back on the sofa backrest. It was soft to the touch, but it didn't hurt him. Bai Li

knew that this man was completely crazy. If he wasn't like this, Lu Zhao wouldn't be so pressing. He felt that he had to say something to deal with it, but Lu Zhao was still looking at him, as if he didn't want to miss any change in his expression.

The words came to Bai Li's lips, but he couldn't say them.

After a long silence, Lu Zhao suddenly spoke: "I asked Chen Nan about you today." He moved a little closer to Bai Li, "You are angry."

I know you don't want to say it, but I still asked about it. You should be angry this time.

Bai Li couldn't figure out whether Lu Zhao knew what he was talking about.

His words were incoherent and his voice was vague, but Bai Li understood it.

Lu Zhao felt that he shouldn't ask about it, but he asked about it. Lu Zhao felt that he shouldn't say it, but he said it.

It's all because of Bai Li.

It's all because of Bai Li.

Bai Li raised his hands to cover his face, avoiding Lu Zhao's gaze. He didn't know what his expression was at this moment, but he just felt sour and soft in his heart that he couldn't face anyone. He

didn't know what he felt at the moment, and he felt that Lu Zhao was like the thunder in the rainy season of the empire, hitting him on the head again and again, trying to break him into his original form.

Lu Zhao didn't know whether Bai Li was angry or not, but he knew that he had to see Bai Li's expression at this moment. So he reached out to pull Bai Li's hands that were covering his face.

After pulling several times and failing to pull them open, Lu Zhao said, "Bai Li, let go."

Bai Li didn't say a word, and didn't move his hands. He slightly turned his head and tried to slip away from the side where Lu Zhao was not blocking him.

Being pulled back by Lu Zhao, the force of his hands became even stronger, but Bai Li refused to give in. He covered his face so that his expression could not be seen clearly, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "I'm not angry, not angry!"

Lu Zhao mumbled a few words, which were unclear, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

Bai Li was pulled closer to him, and the smell of grass and alcohol buried him. Bai Li actually felt a little aggrieved in this feeling of being buried.

Why did he have to be like this? Wasn't everything fine before? He had to make him miserable, had to make him lose face, and had to make him stand under the sun and show his ugly side?

Bai Li said: "I don't want to, Lu Zhao."

He didn't want to face Lu Zhao, nor did he want to face himself.

"Don't be like this," Bai Li said hoarsely, his hands still covering his face, and only his voice reached Lu Zhao's ears, "You can't block my retreat, Lu Zhao, you can't do this."

Lu Zhao felt for a moment that the alcohol was completely defeated by these words.

In just such a moment, there was only one thought in Lu Zhao's mind.

He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, anger or sarcasm. He thought, it turns out that Bai Li was still thinking about the retreat.

In front of Lu Zhao, every day, every second, when talking, eating, and laughing, he, the young master Bai, was thinking about the retreat.

Lu Zhao suddenly felt very boring.

He let go of Bai Li with his hands. After a pause, Lu Zhao said, "Bai Li, you are really good."

He stood up and wanted to leave, but before he could stand up straight, he felt someone grab his arm.

Bai Li held him with one hand, and his head was still lowered. Lu Zhao could only see his messy soft hair.

Even now, Lu Zhao found that he could still recall the feeling of his fingers running through Bai Li's hair. He thought he was quite funny and twitched his arm, but Bai Li was very strong and he couldn't move.

Lu Zhao said, "Let go."

Bai Li didn't say anything, but he let go of the hand that was covering his face.

Lu Zhao shouted again, "Bai Li."

Bai Li still didn't move, and didn't let go of the hand that was holding Lu Zhao.

The room was completely silent, with only the sound of heavy rain hitting the French windows and the roar of thunder.

Lu Zhao finally moved, and as soon as he moved, Bai Li's hand tightened a little, but Lu Zhao did not leave. He leaned down, half-knelt in front of the sofa, and saw Bai Li's face

clearly. There was no anger on that face, his eyelids were half-closed, his thin lips were pursed, and his cheeks were stained red.

Bai Li said, "I'm really not fucking angry." He paused and added, "But you really can't be like this."

If I hadn't known that you were drunk, I would have fucking hit you a long time ago.

I don't know why, but Lu Zhao felt that Bai Li's voice was full of grievances.

It was so aggrieved, it felt like he had been holding it in for eight hundred years, and he didn't know what to say. Lu Zhao felt that he might be a bit of an idiot. He wanted to run away just now, but now he couldn't even take his eyes away.

"Bai Li," Lu Zhao looked at him, speaking without his brain's control, "Are you like this because of me?"

The young master Bai, who usually talks a lot of nonsense, seemed particularly silent today

. Under Lu Zhao's gaze, he felt that he had nowhere to hide. Bai Li felt that his internal organs were burned to ashes, leaving residual warmth, but it couldn't warm up his already cold body. He felt indescribable grievances for the first time in many years.

He knew he had to let go, but his hand still held Lu Zhao's arm. Very hard, so hard that Bai Li felt that this was not okay, but Lu Zhao did not even try to hide.

Lu Zhao would not escape, he was different from Bai Li.

The sound of rain hitting the French windows filled the silence in the room, Lu Zhao felt that Bai Li was holding him like a piece of driftwood. But Lu Zhao did not want to be a piece of driftwood, he thought he had to be a ship that would never sink.

Maybe in this way, Bai Li could come out of his shell without being afraid of being drowned by the sea.

The sleepiness after drinking gradually devoured Lu Zhao's consciousness. He could no longer hold the half-kneeling posture, so he sat on the floor. He wanted to look at Bai Li, but he could not resist the sleepiness that grew during the silent waiting. His head dropped a little, and he unconsciously fell on Bai Li's knees and closed his eyes. He was indeed drunk. After venting all his anger and disappointment, he was left with only sleepiness.

Lu Zhao's consciousness still stayed on Bai Li's face, which was stained with a large area of ​​red. That face lingered in his mind.

After a long while, Lu Zhao heard Bai Li's voice coming from above. Bai Li said, "Yes."

Just this one word, in Lu Zhao's ears, was louder than thunder.

It exploded in the wilderness in his heart.

Bai Li thought Lu Zhao was asleep, so he leaned down uncontrollably and approached Lu Zhao on his knees. He got so close that his lips touched Lu Zhao's hair, itching, so he stopped halfway in time, not letting this contact turn into a kiss.

"Yes," Bai Li's voice was very low, even deformed, leaving only a breath that was difficult to distinguish. He said it again, "Yes."

He thought that he was the only one who could hear this answer, so he said it over and over again.

Lu Zhao did not raise his head or close his eyes. Even though he wanted to see Bai Li's face, the sound of "yes" made him breathless and he could not bear to raise his head.

The rainy night in the empire was long and heavy, and the night outside the window was soaked by the rain.

Bai Li and Lu Zhao listened to the rain in silence, without disturbing each other.

The next day, the sky was bright.

Bai Li sat on the bed in a daze for a long time before he covered his face and wailed.

How did he, Young Master Bai, end up in this state today, being chased and blocked by a man who was so drunk that he couldn't think straight, and he had no power to fight back.

After lying on the bed for a long time, and hearing no movement outside, Bai Li changed his clothes and sneakily opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he was face to face with Lu Zhao who was standing in the hall drinking nutritional solution.

Lu Zhao still looked the same, with no sign of any strange expression. His eyes stayed on Bai Li's hairy head for a few seconds, and then he drank the bottle of nutritional solution in his hand without changing his expression.

"Flowers," Bai Li laughed dryly twice, and then felt that he looked too guilty, so he stood up straight again, showing the smile of the Bai Young Master, "You got up so early."

Lu Zhao said lightly: "Go to the army."

Bai Li wanted to slap himself twice, this broken mouth, just picking up nonsense. Lu Zhao went to the army on weekdays, and he always went at this time. Bai Li's mind was in a mess and he even forgot about this.

"Ah, well," Young Master Bai seemed quite serious on the surface, nodding in a formal manner, "Isn't this to express condolences to friendly troops? You drank a lot yesterday, and you can't even speak clearly." He was just

talking nonsense here. Bai Li really didn't know how much Lu Zhao drank yesterday, but he spoke coherently, not only did he speak in full, but he was also very fierce.

But Bai Li didn't mention it. He glanced at Lu Zhao a few times, trying to find some clues from his expression.

Lu Zhao said "um": "Han Miao invited, his partner was also there, he drank a little more."

The tone was natural. Bai Li pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out whether Lu Zhao still remembered what happened last night.

When he was in the military, Bai Li had participated in many such small groups’ private gatherings. When a group of A drank, they had no scruples and would lose all their memories after a meal. When Bai Li woke up the next day, he could not remember how he crawled home. There were

also a few times when he and Situ got drunk together. The next day, they found that the two of them had beaten each other up, but they could not remember why they fought or how they fought. They went to work with bruises on their faces. Situ was particularly vicious and beat Bai Li into a pig’s head.

This happened too many times, and Bai Li had a deep understanding of this group of good-for-nothings around him. They did not call wine wine, but "memory-clearing water". When they drank too much, they did not even recognize their ancestors and dared to beat even their own brothers.

With this hope, Bai Li hoped that Lu Zhao would not remember what happened last night. He hinted: "Oh, Han Miao's partner is called Chen Nan, right?"

Lu Zhao glanced at him.

"I didn't ask, you told me last night," Bai Li scratched his hair, "Do you remember?"

Lu Zhao handed the empty bottle in his hand to the robot butler, slowly opened the repaired one, and drank it slowly.

Good guy, Bai Li was so anxious that he was panicking.

Lu Zhao finally spoke: "Most people can't remember after drinking too much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Li's heart "thumped" and fell to the ground. Yes, after drinking so much, it's normal that he can't remember. What's more, they are fine, right? One, he didn't do that after drinking, two, he didn't do that after drinking, three, he didn't do that after drinking... Anyway, it was quite normal, and he just said a few words.

Bai Li's heart fell to the ground and hit the ground. Maybe it was because he fell too fast, he actually felt a little weightless, and for a moment it seemed that something was pulled out of his body.

Master Bai didn't think too much about why he felt that way, he just relaxed his nerves, and walked to the bathroom while stroking his hair: "Major General brother, how much did you drink yesterday? This is not okay, how could you let Han Miao get you drunk like this, why didn't Huo Cun persuade you?"

He kept talking, and it was early in the morning, and he finished everything he wanted to say.

Lu Zhao finished the bottle of repair nutrient solution in his hand, took out two more from the constant temperature cabinet, and put them on the table like Bai Li's usual habit.

When he changed into his military uniform and stood at the entrance to change his shoes, Bai Li had just finished taking a shower and tidied up his messy hair. He walked out barefoot, stepping on the water all over the floor. Seeing that Lu Zhao had not left yet, he was stunned for a moment: "Xianhua, why are you leaving so late today? Are you hungover?"

Lu Zhao thought about asking him if he was hungover. It seemed that Master Bai did not want to completely ignore this.

"No." Lu Zhao half-lowered his eyes, "The Tang family dinner will be next week. Ask about the specific time. I have to tell Huo Cun."

Although the military is loosely managed, there are some temporary matters that need to be handed down from time to time. Adjutants usually have to arrange the schedules for generals to avoid conflicts.

Bai Li then remembered that he had not looked at the specific arrangements for the Tang family dinner. Perhaps he did not want to look at it, so he could not remember it. When Lu Zhao asked him, he nodded: "Let me take a look. I will send you a text message later."

As he said that, he teased the robot butler who was wiping the water stains on the floor with him at his feet, which made the fat man laugh and shout. He couldn't help laughing.

Lu Zhao looked at Bai Li's smiling face, but he thought of his cheeks that were dyed red last night.

This grandson retracted again.

Bai Li was teasing the robot butler when he heard Lu Zhao say: "Most people will forget things when they drink too much..."

Bai Li did not react: "Huh?"

Lu Zhao stood at the entrance and looked at him, his voice was very calm: "I won't."

Bai Li didn't take a breath. He stood there feeling a little bit numb.

"I remember everything I did and said." Lu Zhao changed his shoes, smoothed his wrinkled trouser legs, and looked up at Bai Li. "Whether you want to remember it or not is your business."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his personal terminal, checked the time, and turned to walk out the door.

The door closed with a "click" sound.

Bai Li thought it was the sound of his own body cracking.

He cracked.

You can't play like this, are you still a human being, Major General brother? You are a Major General brother, how can you not have any martial ethics?

Bai Li took two steps back, and the memory of last night resurfaced in his mind. Lu Zhao remembered everything, so what did he remember? He was so sleepy that he fell asleep, and Bai Li had to wake him up before he went to the bedroom to sleep.

Wait, was Lu Zhao asleep at that time? Bai Li did not dare to think further.

Mainly because he was embarrassed to think further.

The round robot butler beside him circled around him: "Master~ I detected that your body temperature was elevated and your heartbeat was accelerated~ What are you thinking about behind my back~"

Bai Li covered his red ears, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

In a trance, he remembered the look Lu Zhao gave him before he left. There was no expression, and the tone was flat, but Bai Li felt that that look had written four big words, "Don't be afraid if you dare." Major

General Lu was very arrogant, and he was even more arrogant than Master Bai.

It was past the time when Lu Zhao usually went to report to the military corps, and Lu Zhao's suspended vehicle was still on the elevated road.

When Lu Zhao thought of Bai Li standing there with a look of a dog struck by lightning, he felt that the depression of last night disappeared in an instant.

Happiness had to be built on Bai Li's embarrassment to be doubled.

He didn't sleep well the whole night last night because he was angry. When had Major General Lu ever been so humiliated before? When he thought of Bai Li's "back door", he wanted to punch Bai Li twice.

But when he thought of those "yes" that exploded like thunder in his heart, Lu Zhao felt uncomfortable.

He didn't know what kind of answer he wanted from Bai Li. He was obsessed with it because he was drunk yesterday. At first, he just didn't understand why Bai Li so naturally ignored his engagement with Tang Kaiyuan, but his brain couldn't turn around after drinking. He couldn't think too much and insisted that Bai Li get angry to show him.

Maybe even if Bai Li gets angry, Lu Zhao will not be satisfied.

Lu Zhao has always known what he wants since he was a child. He wanted to join the military, then he wanted to drive a mecha, and later he wanted to join a front-line army. His goal is clear and he takes every step firmly.

But he thought about it all night last night and found that he didn't seem to know what he wanted from Bai Li.

He wanted Bai Li to release the hand that was covering his expression at the first opportunity, and he wanted Bai Li not to say "yes" only when he thought he couldn't hear him.

He wanted Bai Li to walk out of the shadow that he didn't know what it was.

Lu Zhao thought about it all night and realized that he didn't even know how to pull Bai Li out. It seemed that he could only wait, but he was not happy. Why should he hold it in?

The personal terminal received a text message with a "beep", and the artificial intelligence automatically read it out: "Huo Cun: Major General, you have to hold a morning meeting for the new recruits today. Did you remember? Why haven't you arrived yet? What have you been doing?"

Lu Zhao sent a text message back: Road blocked.

Huo Cun:...?

Maybe it is impossible to know whether the road ahead is good or bad, but Lu Zhao feels that he must at least not let Bai Li escape backwards. He hasn't sorted out his thoughts yet, but there is one thing Lu Zhao is very clear about. He is not willing to hold it in, so he has to pry open Bai Li's shell, fill in the wiggle room that Bai Li left for the two of them, and blow up Bai Li's retreat.

You have a way out?

Now you don't.