Kuai Le stuffed all his things into his bag.

Lin Sheng had already left the research institute and was going directly back to the main planet. He never spent much time here, and Kuai Le had never even seen Lin Sheng go to the simulation warehouse by himself.

Even so, the First Army was still withdrawn. Kuai Le was a little skeptical in his heart.

"Leaving?" Tang Kaiyuan walked over and asked, squeezing a bottle of nutrient solution in his hand, "Where to?"

Kuai Le held his personal terminal and said, "Going back to the main planet, I have some things to deal with at work."

"Do you want me to go with you?" Tang Kaiyuan asked.

"Aren't you going to the simulation warehouse?" Kuai Le put on his backpack, "Didn't you say you would go back at night?"

Tang Kaiyuan frowned, and he hadn't gotten over the negative emotions of knowing that Zhou refused to cooperate and chose Bai Li's research institute instead. But when he spoke to Kuai Le, his tone was still gentle: "No, something happened with Mr. Lin Sheng, and I'm not in the mood to continue."

"It's Bai Li..." Kuai Le just opened his mouth, and when he saw Tang Kaiyuan's expression, he closed his mouth subconsciously.

"The partner hasn't been discussed," Tang Kaiyuan didn't pick up Kuai Le's words, "It's not a big problem, I'm going to change to another one."

In fact, this matter shouldn't be told to Kuai Le, there's no need, this is his business, and an Omega can't help much.

But Tang Kaiyuan still couldn't help explaining. When he heard the words "Bai Li" come out of Kuai Le's mouth, he knew that Kuai Le had heard what he just said. He subconsciously wanted to make it clear that Bai Li had little influence on the entire research institute and was nothing in his eyes.

Kuai Le said "Oh": "That's fine, who should I change to?"

"I don't know, I haven't decided yet," Tang Kaiyuan unscrewed the seal of the nutrient solution, "It should be Gao's company."

Gao's family has recently been involved in the field of special metals and is doing well in the industry. Although it is not as good as Zhou's, it should still be able to provide a lot of data.

"If you don't want to continue to go to the simulation warehouse, let's go back to the main star together. It just happened to take me to the military hospital." Kuai Le took a look at the nutrient solution in Tang Kaiyuan's hand, which was a repair type.

Tang Kaiyuan has been drinking restorative nutrient solution, which is related to his forced landing on a deserted planet. He was seriously injured during the landing, and was rescued by Anlun's merchant ship that happened to pass by because he lost his way.

According to Kuai Le's understanding, Anlun's father saved Tang Kaiyuan. It is not known what specific method was used. In short, Tang Kaiyuan was no longer seriously ill when he woke up, and he fell in love with Anlun who was sailing with the merchant ship at first sight. The two of them started to get along well from then on. Although

his body is no longer seriously ill, Tang Kaiyuan occasionally feels that he has no energy. He has described this feeling several times. Kuai Le didn't quite understand it, but only knew that the restorative nutrient solution could make him feel better.

The two walked out of the research institute on the satellite planet, took an express ship back to the main planet, and called out Tang Kaiyuan's suspended car at the port parking lot, and drove all the way to the military hospital.

Bai Li sat on a bench downstairs in the hospital, and felt a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand.

Just now, he was so angry that he smashed the water cup on the dean's office desk on the doctor's head. His hand was cut by the fragments and he felt a little pain now.

Bai Li turned his hand over, and the flesh on the palm of his hand was turned over. He pressed it with his thumb, and some blood squeezed out.

He hadn't seen a wound on his body for a long time. After retiring from the military, he lived the life of a young master of a noble family.

Leg pain is another matter, and leg pain doesn't bleed.

Bai Li hadn't bled like this for a while, and he almost thought he was made of steel and concrete and wouldn't get hurt.

Lu Zhao hung up the call, turned around and saw Bai Li wiping the blood off his palm with his thumb, walked over and took Bai Li's hand to take a look.

"It needs to be treated," Lu Zhao frowned, "The cut is a bit deep."

"It's okay, this is just a small cut, the alpha's body will heal quickly." Bai Li came to his senses and wanted to pull his hand back, "Don't touch it, it will scar after a night's sleep."

Lu Zhao didn't let him pull his hand away, and called a passing nurse to bring some disinfectant and hemostatic medicine.

"Don't bother," Bai Li said, "Wait until he brings the medicine, and the cut will stop bleeding."

"Was it cut by a piece of cup?" Lu Zhao ignored him and looked at the shape of the wound.

Bai Li hummed, "Normally, I wouldn't get hurt like this. I probably just held it too tightly. The flesh on my palm is soft, and I just found a cut."

Seeing that Lu Zhao didn't look very happy, Bai Li said, "It's really okay. Tough guy A's platelets are also very tough. You can't imagine how fast it will heal. You won't have time to feel sorry for it."

"A wound is a wound," Lu Zhao didn't let Bai Li drag him off the topic, and said lightly, "Healing doesn't mean it didn't hurt."

The pain of the wound existed, and the heartache also existed.

Bai Li felt that he was almost defeated by Lu Zhao's short words.

If a child falls down and no one cares, he will just sob twice and get up at most. If someone comforts him, he will cry with his throat pulled out, and his nose and tears will be mixed together.

Bai Li seems to be really eight years old today.

"Why are you coaxing me like a child?" Bai Li rubbed his face. "Sit and wait. You stand while I sit. I feel like I'm really eight years old this year."

Lu Zhao wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh when he saw Bai Li's palm. He held Bai Li's hand and sat down next to him. The two military and former military personnel of extraordinary height squeezed on the bench, holding hands.

"Have you contacted the military?" Bai Li asked.

His nerves were tense again. Bai Li felt that if he hadn't been loose for so many days, he would have noticed something was wrong long ago, and he wouldn't have waited until Kuai Le contacted the physical examination doctor before figuring out what was going on.

"I told Huo Cun, he was so angry," Lu Zhao nodded, "I told him to report it directly to the supreme leader of the army. Someone will be waiting at the entrance of the military hospital at six o'clock to take over the little reporter's affairs."

At the cusp of this kind of controversy, the bad thing of buying and selling personal information in the military hospital is simply a stage to dismantle the military community.

Bai Li estimated that the marshal would know about this matter soon. The old man was very optimistic about Lu Zhao, and he had just said that he wanted to rectify the current situation in the military. Not long after he said this, something like this happened, and the old man had to scold him for several months.

"I contacted the Bai family's lawyer," Bai Li said, "Let's go through the process, or I'll go to fucking jail." He

was very irritable, arrogant, and impatient.

The sale of personal information is not a trivial matter in the Empire. It involves the military and a noble like Bai Li, so it is not a trivial matter.

Lu Zhao glanced at Bai Li and said, "You are not happy."

Lu Zhao could sense it from the moment it was discovered that there was indeed a problem. Bai Li had no pleasure of finding a loophole, nor did he feel proud of seeing the ugly faces of Ban Chou and Dr. Cui. "

Not really, I can't really say," Bai Li leaned back in his chair, "I didn't want to do anything, but that's just my temper, I can't stand it." Lu Zhao hummed. "When I saw that Cui guy, I thought of Tang Xiao." Bai Li looked at the gray sky that came through the branches and leaves above his head, and said softly, "Very disgusting." Some shadows will stay deep in your mind without you noticing, infiltrate your growth process, and lurk in every corner of your life. It may not cause substantial harm to you, but its existence is enough to make people feel nauseous. Lu Zhao didn't know how to answer, so he had to sit with Bai Li in silence. The nurse who brought medicine brought a bottle of disinfectant and a bottle of hemostatic spray very quickly. When they were delivered, Bai Li's platelets were not hard enough to seal his wound. Lu Zhao was very experienced in treating this kind of flesh wound. He poured the disinfectant on a cotton swab and disinfected Bai Li's wound. This disinfectant was similar to alcohol and stung the wound. Bai Li tilted his head to watch Lu Zhao use a cotton swab to turn over his cut flesh bit by bit, knowing that he was checking to see if there were any fragments left in the flesh. The disinfectant was pressed on the wound, and Bai Li relaxed subconsciously due to the pain: "I didn't tell you that in the original track, you and Kuai Le, that little reporter, had a good relationship." Lu Zhao paused and looked up at Bai Li. "It shouldn't have happened. He wouldn't dig up your personal information like this," Bai Li sighed, "Maybe because I changed the track, he also went off track. You were forced to bear some of the consequences of going off track." Lu Zhao frowned: "It didn't happen." It meant that things didn't get to the worst point, and the medical records were not exposed. "Almost," Bai Li half-lowered his eyes, "almost. I can't imagine how many people would gossip if that grandson was really exposed. You should have..." He paused, "You should have been smooth sailing." After leaving the original Bai Li. I don't know why, Lu Zhao suddenly felt angry. He didn't like Bai Li's words, and he didn't like Bai Li's current expression even more. "Even if it's really exposed, I don't care." Lu Zhao held the cotton swab, sat up straight and looked at Bai Li. Bai Li said patiently: "You have to keep moving forward in the future. This kind of bad things should happen less often. Flowers will be destroyed if they are destroyed. You have to cherish your feathers. Your personal image is important wherever you go. You have to pay attention to it. People are destroyed unconsciously." "I got to where I am today," Lu Zhao said, "because of gossip." Bai Li was stunned for a moment: "This is different." " It's not different," Lu Zhao looked at him, "I said I don't care, but you insist on caring about a medical report, right?" His tone was emotional, which made Bai Li anxious. "This is not about the medical report. If your case is exposed, will it be the same as other things?" Bai Li said. Lu Zhao: "What's the difference?" "You shouldn't have this kind of negative news in the first place," Bai Li was annoyed when he thought about it, and pulled his hand back suddenly, "Now because of me, you have to be implicated, how can it be the same?" Lu Zhao raised his hand and poured the whole bottle of disinfectant on Bai Li's hand. The pain brought by the disinfectant contacting the wound made Bai Li "hiss" and looked at Lu Zhao in disbelief. Lu Zhao didn't look at him, but pressed the cotton swab on the wound, and said coldly without raising his head: "Try it again." Bai Li was shocked by Major General Lu and couldn't speak for a long time. "The second time," Lu Zhao said, "there won't be a third time." After saying that, he lowered his head, used a dry cotton swab to absorb the excess disinfectant, and then picked up the spray to spray on the wound. Bai Li suddenly remembered that when they just got married, Lu Zhao took his hand and asked him about his past. At that time, Master Bai was still very cautious and cared too much about these things. He felt uncomfortable when he was asked so suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back. He didn't succeed. He basically never succeeded when he went against Lu Zhao. "Why are you..." Bai Li came back to his senses and couldn't believe it, "Did you lose your temper just now?" Lu Zhao didn't say anything, and blew air on Bai Li's wound. The disinfectant was poured quite vigorously just now, but Lu Zhao was very careful when treating the wound with a cotton swab, and he sprayed the spray very carefully. After finishing the treatment, he blew it like coaxing a child. If he hadn't had a cold face the whole time, Bai Li wouldn't be sure that Lu Zhao had just lost his temper. It was the first time that Bai Li saw someone who could blow air into his palm when he was angry. Just a cold face. "I didn't say anything," Bai Li's arrogance immediately weakened by half, "You, what are you angry about?" Lu Zhao couldn't tell why he was angry. He was not like this before, but when he was with Bai Li, his emotional ups and downs seemed to become particularly large. The two sat on the bench in the hospital in silence, and the gloomy dome pressed the surroundings into a light gray. Bai Li didn't pull his hand back, and Lu Zhao didn't let go. He spread Bai Li's five fingers apart to flatten the wound, and sprayed the powder on the wound. People came and went around, nurses, doctors and patients, and everyone who passed by looked at them. "I didn't mean anything," Bai Li suddenly said, "I just don't want you to be affected by this kind of thing." When Lu Zhao heard the word "also", he subconsciously glanced at Bai Li. Bai Li leaned back in his chair, not looking at Lu Zhao. He stared at the ground with his eyes half closed. After a long while, he said, "I didn't think so before. Just now, that Cui something said that I was pretending to be a 'messenger of justice.' I feel like he is quite right." Lu Zhao frowned and wanted to speak, then he heard Bai Li say again, "It's not that the 'messenger of justice' is right, it's that he said I was pretending, and I don't think he is wrong." Perhaps it was because the weather was so oppressive that Bai Li's voice was not loud, but in this environment, it actually seemed a bit heavy. "I used to think I was pretty strong and awesome, the coolest concrete in the Empire. Even though my mecha was shattered, I only broke a leg. I'm very tough. People talking behind my back and gossiping about me are nothing. It doesn't hurt or itch." Bai Li said calmly, "Today I found out that it's not the case. I really care about it. I can't stand people scolding me or poking my wounds. But I can pretend, because if I don't, I have no other way to go."

If he didn't pretend, the inquiring eyes at the dinner parties when he was a kid would force him to stay down. If he didn't pretend, he would really be left with the pitiful image of a retired soldier.

People have to pretend to be alive. If you have to do something you don't like, you have to pretend to like it. If you can't change the status quo, you have to pretend not to care. Bai Li doesn't know if others are like this, but this is the only way Bai Li can think of to deal with it.

He doesn't want others to see his weak side, so he keeps pretending to be as hard as concrete.

"It's just like taking anesthesia. Once it's applied, you won't feel any pain even if the wound is bleeding visibly." Bai Li tilted his head and glanced at his palm. "So you think you're great and can keep taking anesthesia without knowing when you'll be broken. I'm not lying to you when I say that people are destroyed little by little. It's true."

Lu Zhao's heart felt like it was pinched, squeezed and deformed, and he felt suffocated and uncomfortable. He moved his lips but couldn't say a word.

He actually understood this feeling very well. He had been climbing up for so many years, and he had walked the path that others couldn't walk.

Others couldn't walk because they couldn't stand the pain. No matter how strong Lu Zhao was, he was still an emotional person. He didn't care now because he was numb, but it takes a process for people to go from having emotions to being numb.

Just like Bai Li, even if he anesthetized his mind, he actually knew that he was suffering.

"But the effect of the drug will wear off sooner or later. When it wears off, you will find that you are covered with scars everywhere." Bai Li said, "Lu Zhao, I have been ruined like this once, and I don't want you to be like this."

He pinched Lu Zhao's hand.

"You have enough scars on your body," Bai Li said, "If you get another one because of me, I really can't stand it."

His drug effect wore off, and he stopped pretending to sleep and woke up.

But Lu Zhao was different from him. Lu Zhao was very sober, so he could feel these heavy tortures more intuitively. Bai Li could tolerate his own garbage life, but he couldn't stand Lu Zhao's life being tarnished with a streak of black ash because of him.

Lu Zhao pursed his lips, and his hand was held by Bai Li. Bai Li's wounds wrinkled together and pressed against his palm.

"Bai Li, you never know what your biggest problem is." Lu Zhao lowered his eyes and touched Bai Li's fingertips. "You live such a tiring life, not because you pretend, but because you want to be a good person."

Bai Li didn't understand.

"If you are afraid of hurting your legs, don't take the hit for others. If you want to return to the military, choose the simplest plan. Don't feel bad if you beat someone you don't like," Lu Zhao's voice was very calm. "You are just an ordinary person. What's more terrible is that you are still a soft-hearted ordinary person, but you have to use the saint's standards to apply to yourself."

Bai Li wanted to refute, but couldn't utter a syllable.

"You feel tired and disgusted because no one can give you the same response." Lu Zhao pried open Bai Li's hands and looked at the two scratches. "You are not pretending to be strong, you are pretending that you don't need a response."

Most people hope to get equal respect for all their efforts.

But Bai Li has not waited for such a response in this world full of loopholes for so many years.

He struggled in the military and didn't get a single Kali flower. He reached out to Bai Ying and didn't get even a moment of handshake in return. He treated people around him equally, but he could only get mixed looks.

Bai Li leaned back on the back of the bench and suddenly felt that all these years of unwillingness had a clear answer.

So that's it.

So I am just such an ordinary person, Bai Li thought. I need recognition, I need praise, I need kindness, and I need to be loved equally in return.

Even though they know that there is no rule that "giving will definitely be rewarded", humans always hope to get a response.

He has never gotten it, so he has never been reconciled from the bottom of his heart. His mistake was that he was obviously unwilling to accept it, but he had to pretend not to care.

"I'm a fool," Bai Li muttered, looking at the branches above his head. After a few seconds, he asked in a low voice, "Do you think I'm a dirty person who thinks about rewards after giving."

Lu Zhao didn't say anything, but just shook his head.

Bai Li turned his head to look at him.

Lu Zhao held his hand and kissed the wound on the palm of his hand.

"Bai Li, you don't understand," Lu Zhao said, "giving is already a very difficult thing."

There are countless people in the world who don't give, but still want to get something in return.

Sometimes Lu Zhao felt tired just by watching Bai Li like this. But it was also because Bai Li was like this that he couldn't look away.

Bai Li felt Lu Zhao's soft lips touching his wound, and his hand trembled. The wound that had stopped bleeding seemed to hurt again in this brief contact.

It didn't hurt when no one was there to comfort him, but when someone was there to comfort him, it hurt endlessly.

"Live a little selfishly," Lu Zhao said in a hoarse voice, "at least live a little selfishly with me."

At this moment, Bai Li felt a ray of light shining through the chaos.

He seemed to have received an instruction, telling him clearly that he could live very comfortably in front of Lu Zhao.

"You were angry about this just now," Bai Li looked at Lu Zhao and whispered, "because I think it was my fault that what happened today happened. You dislike my idea."

Lu Zhao also leaned back in his chair like Bai Li and looked at him sideways: "Yeah."

"Oh." Bai Li didn't know what to say. He felt sour and soft in his heart, but also very warm. He said after a while, "Actually I have complained about you, very quietly in my heart."

He gestured to a fingernail-sized area: "About this quiet."

Seeing him gesturing, Lu Zhao wanted to laugh, but held back: "What are you complaining about?"

"I blame you for waking me up." Bai Li smiled, "If you hadn't woken me up, I would still be asleep. I wouldn't feel pain, nor would I feel unwilling." Lu Zhao

dragged him out of the shell and forced him to face the light.

Exposed to the daylight, he realized that he had developed sores and mold, living like a dead dog, and he even thought he was cool.

Lu Zhao was speechless for a moment, and after a moment he said: "I didn't think..."

"You made me like this," Bai Li looked at Lu Zhao, "You have to be responsible."

Lu Zhao was stunned for a few seconds.

"You deal with me," Bai Li said. "I deal with this fucking rotten world." After a pause, he added, "I deserve it."

After Bai Li finished speaking, he felt as if a beast was about to drill out of his chest.

The barrier between him and this world was completely filled. He lived here, and he needed lights and a stage, because he was such a person, worthy of applause and praise.

Lu Zhao woke him up from his sleep. He was tortured by the long-awaited pain, and he woke up again from this pain.

He had resisted his fate once many years ago, and he would resist to the end many years later. Because if he didn't resist, he would fall into the quagmire again.

And Bai Li realized today that if he fell back into the quagmire, Lu Zhao would reach out his hand without hesitation and take him to the bottom of the pool.

"Bai Li." Lu Zhao called him.

Bai Li turned his head, and Lu Zhao leaned over and kissed his lips.

There were many people walking in the hospital. Even with his peripheral vision, he could see doctors in white coats walking by.

This was the military hospital he disliked the most. He had spent a long and painful recovery period here. Here he received the notice that he had been transferred from the front-line army, and he realized that he had to leave the military. He was actually more afraid of this place than he hated it. This was the starting point of countless nightmares and the place where he died in his dreams.

Lu Zhao kissed him here.

For the first time, Lu Zhao kissed him without any scruples in a place where people were coming and going.

"Fuck," Bai Li looked at him and whispered, "You don't have to find a way to deal with me so quickly."

Lu Zhao smiled and whispered, "You deserve it."