Chapter 67 Large-Scale Counseling Treatment 2
As Lin Yao walked to the metal porch of Training Hall No. 1, the noise from inside poured out through the vents.
Like a swarm of trapped bees, buzzing with anxiety.
The moment he pushed open the sensor door, a gust of wind carrying sharp mental power suddenly swept over.
Directly facing him was the guide's mental shock, not strong, but with obvious malice.
"Lin Yao, you bitch!"
Sharp curses came towards her with a strong wind. Yang Yuxian was wearing a neat combat uniform, but her hair was a little messy due to excitement.
A light purple spiritual line condensed in his hand and pierced Lin Yao's eyebrows.
"Who the hell do you think you are? A D-rank loser. It's not enough that you climbed up through those shady means, but you have to come out and disrupt the morale of the army, right?"
Lin Yao subconsciously turned sideways, and the spiritual thread flew past the tip of his ear and nailed to the metal pillar behind him, leaving a series of tiny burn marks.
He stood firm, looking at the woman with red eyes who was some distance away from him, his brows slightly furrowed.
Yang Yuxian, the guide from the drainage department who looked at him as if he were garbage yesterday.
"Large-scale evacuation? Just you?" Yang Yuxian became even more furious when she saw that she missed.
He raised his foot and rushed towards Lin Yao, wanting to fight him in close combat, his mouth was busy all the time:
"Using the Marshal's favor as your capital, do you really think you can do it?
I tell you, your mental strength is not even enough to tickle a sentry!
Now that war is imminent, you insist on doing all these useless things. Do you want all the sentinels of the Red Shadow Legion to die on the battlefield?
Are you going to destroy Chiying? Are you going to destroy the Marshal?"
She cursed and pounced on him, tearing him apart, her nails almost scratching Lin Yao's face.
Lin Yao savored the emotion in her words and easily dodged her attack.
The sentries and guides nearby were all shocked by the scene, and when they realized what was happening, they quickly rushed over to pull the people back.
"Guide Yang! Don't do it! Let's talk it over!"
"Guide Lin, please get out of the way!"
But Yang Yuxian was like a madman, her mental threads were swinging faster and faster, and the curses she uttered became more and more unpleasant:
"Dodge? How dare he hide? He's acting so recklessly with war imminent. He clearly has ulterior motives."
Lin Yao's eyelids twitched at her scolding, and he took two steps back to avoid her tearing.
The atmosphere on the training ground platform was more complicated than inside the training ground.
Ye Heng stood at the front, his eyes fixed on the figures arguing in the field, his expression unclear.
Beside him, Ye Mang clenched his fists, his face anxious, and said to Ye Heng hurriedly:
"Marshal! Yang Yuxian has gone crazy! What if her mental thread really tries to reach Mr. Lin? How about I go down and stop her?"
Xu Li and the others also echoed anxiously. As he spoke, Xu Li glanced sharply at the group of officers who were watching the excitement, and frowned slightly.
The officers who attended the regular meeting were standing nearby. Some of them had questioned the plan, but after being suppressed by the marshal, they had to accept it with a wry smile.
At this moment, they folded their arms, with expressions of anticipation on their faces. Some even whispered:
"Guide Yang has a straightforward temper."
What's more, his eyes were fixed on the spiritual thread waved by Yang Yuxian.
There was a hint of expectation in his eyes. If Lin Yao was really injured, this large-scale counseling would naturally not be possible.
"Marshal," Major General Li, who was standing slightly behind Ye Heng, couldn't help but take a step forward. He was one of the few officers who supported Ye Heng from the beginning.
At this moment, his brows were furrowed. "Guide Yang is becoming more and more outrageous. Marshal, shouldn't we have someone stop him?"
Ye Heng didn't respond, his eyes never leaving the field.
At this time, Lin Yao in the field had already avoided Yang Yuxian's third attack.
The woman's scolding became more and more harsh.
Foul words like "he got to the top by dirty means", "he is a D-level waste who misleads people", and "he will kill everyone sooner or later" came raining down like hail.
Lin Yao took a half step back, his gaze passing through the noisy crowd and landing precisely on Ye Heng on the high platform.
Lin Yao's eyes were calm, without anger or requests for help, he just looked over calmly, as if confirming something.
The moment their eyes met, Lin Yao's eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes clearly said: I'm going to take action.
Ye Heng understood Lin Yao's gesture. He didn't say anything, but just raised his right hand and made a "please" gesture.
It wasn't a scolding or an order, he just raised his hand.
Everyone on the platform was stunned.
Ye Mang scratched his head, looked at Ye Heng and then at Xu Li: "Marshal, what... do you mean?"
The group of officers looked at each other in confusion: What is this?
They were still pondering the meaning of this action when something suddenly changed on the scene.
An ice-blue light suddenly burst out.
“Swish!”
The murderous vines appeared like lightning out of nowhere, with a sharp sound that broke through the air, and accurately hit Yang Yuxian's wrist as she swung out the spiritual thread.
There was only a crisp "pop" sound, and Yang Yuxian's spirit instantly collapsed.
She screamed in pain, and her wrist turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Before the scream could even reach the ground, the second vine had already wrapped around her waist.
Without pause, without warning, it swung violently.
Yang Yuxian fell to the ground on the training floor with a thud, like a puppet with its strings cut. The remaining half of her scream got stuck in her throat and turned into a painful whimper.
Before the people around her could recover from the sudden violence, Yang Yuxian was already trying to get up by supporting herself on the floor.
The knuckles barely left the ground half an inch.
"Snap"
A whip hit her arm with great force, which brought a piercing numbness. Her arm went limp and she fell heavily to the ground.
She was unwilling to give up, so she gritted her teeth and bent her knees again. As soon as her knees touched the ground,
"Snap"
Another whip hit her calf, causing her legs to tremble in pain and her knees to hit the floor with a dull sound.
In just a few seconds, he tried to get up three times, and was pulled back three times.
Shasha seemed to have eyes, always striking at the moment she exerted force, accurately, quickly, and with irresistible deterrence.
The ice-blue light flashed extremely quickly in the air, like a warning light that kept lighting up, and each whip hit the joint that made her most weak.
The pain was excruciating, but it didn't break the skin, leaving only the numbness and pain that penetrated through the bone joints into the bone marrow.
Yang Yuxian lay on the ground, her forehead soaked with sweat.
The arrogance just now was completely drained away, leaving only physiological trembling.
She wanted to curse and scream, but every time she was about to take a breath, the sound of vines breaking through the air was heard first.
She was forced to bite her lips tightly, not daring to even make a sound.
Lin Yao stood there without moving, not even taking a step forward.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the curled up figure on the ground. The ice-blue light reflected on his calm profile, and there was an indescribable chill in his expression.
There was deathly silence all around.
The sentries in the venue and the officers on the platform opened their mouths wide. Those who had just been watching the show with their arms folded now had their hands frozen in mid-air.
There was no yelling, no questioning, and even his eyes showed little emotion.
Just use the most direct and swift way to crush the opponent's arrogance to the ground.
"Marshal..." Ye Mang subconsciously looked at Ye Heng, his voice a little shaky. The sound of those whips being swung out made even a sentry like him feel sick to his teeth.
Ye Heng didn't say anything, just looked at the field.
He knew it since he saw the real Shasha yesterday.
There are some things that Lin Yao can prove himself, he just needs to provide him with a stage to show it.
Lin Yao looked down at Yang Yuxian condescendingly.
"What Coach Yang just said," Lin Yao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the training hall, and every word seemed to fall on the ice.
"The words used are really too harsh."
Shasha reluctantly pulled Yang Yuxian's hair and forced her to look up at him:
"I'm not good at speaking, not as good as Guide Yang."
Shasha threw him away in disgust, and Yang Yuxian's chin hit the ground, causing her to groan in pain.
"So there's nothing we can do," Lin Yao said calmly, as if he was talking about the weather today. "We can only refute it with our actions."
The vines rose again, and ice-blue light drew an arc in the air.
The sound of breaking through the air came whistling and stopped precisely at the tip of Yang Yuxian's nose, carrying a silent warning.
Then Lin Yao calmly withdrew his killing move and headed towards the platform.
Wherever he went, the sentries made way for him, their movements were extremely efficient.
I was afraid that if I was a step slower, I would be greeted by that icy blue voice, and that sound was painful to hear.
Lin Yao pretended not to notice the sentry's panic, but instead curled the corners of his mouth, and the image of the gentle guide appeared again.
Yang Yuxian, lying on the ground, looked at his receding back and trembled uncontrollably.
The pain from those whips seemed to be engraved into my bones.
Lin Yao's light words embarrassed her more than any insult.
He didn't even bother to waste words with her, and just used the sound of the vines to cut off all her idle thoughts.
Ye Heng faced the venue with unquestionable majesty:
"Take Yang Yuxian away. She's causing trouble and attacking colleagues. She's under military court."
"Yes!" The sentry responsible for maintaining order in the venue received the order, picked up Yang Yuxian who was still lying on the ground, and left quickly.
The sentry was carrying Yang Yuxian to the door of the training hall when a deep shout suddenly rang out from the right side of the platform: "Marshal, think twice!"
Major Yang from the Equipment Department took a step forward, his boots making a hard knock on the floor. He had an anxious look on his face and a stubborn tone:
"Although Guide Yang was wrong, Guide Lin was too ruthless! Using his spiritual power to injure someone in public, if this were to get out, it would probably lead to criticism of our military discipline...
"Criticism?" Ye Heng glanced over.
"When she attacked her colleagues with her mind threads, why weren't you worried about discipline? When you watched your colleagues being provoked and just folded your arms and watched, why weren't you worried about the criticism?"
Major Yang choked at the question, his face flushing red. "I... I just feel that Guide Lin is..."
"I'm a 3S+ guide, a registered member of the Red Shadow Legion, and a colleague wearing the same uniform as you." Ye Heng interrupted him.
"Major Yang, do you need me to read it to you again about the consequences of violating military discipline by attacking a colleague with mental power?"
The officers around were silent, and those who wanted to agree just now swallowed their words back.
Major Yang's face turned pale and blue, his hands tightly grasped his military pants, but he couldn't say a word.
"And you." Ye Heng's eyes swept over all the officers on the right side of the platform. His voice was not loud, but it was oppressive.
"When you questioned the plan this morning, I gave you evidence. Just now, when Yang Yuxian was provoking trouble, you stood by and watched. Now that the victim is fighting back, you're remembering military discipline?"
He raised his hand and pointed at the training ground where the incident occurred:
"You are officers of the Red Shadow Corps, not spectators on the street. Tolerating violators and looking down on your colleagues, is this your military discipline?"
Colonel Zhang, who was standing at the edge, subconsciously wanted to argue: "Marshal, we are just..."
"Just what?" Ye Heng stared at him. "Just think Lin Yao doesn't deserve respect? Just think Yang Yuxian can vent your anger?"
These words were like a slap in the face to everyone. Some lowered their heads in shame, some clenched their fists, but no one dared to speak again.
"Everyone," Ye Heng's eyes swept over the surrounding officers, "each of you must write a 5,000-word self-criticism and submit it to the General Staff Headquarters before sunset."
A series of punishments came down, and no one dared to refute: "Yes, I accept the punishment."
The officers' previous little thoughts were completely shattered by the scolding and punishment.
Lin Yao walked up the steps to the platform, and the sound of his footsteps was particularly clear in the silent venue.
He walked straight towards Ye Heng, his eyes sweeping across the gap that was automatically opened. Even Ye Mang quietly took half a step back.
Lin Yao was attracted by his action of taking a half step back and looked at him.
Ye Mang's movements seemed to be paused in an instant.
Facing Lin Yao's inquiring eyes, Ye Mang scratched his head and smiled innocently, revealing two rows of white teeth:
"No, it's okay. I was just worried about blocking you."
As he spoke, he shrank back again, bumping into Xu Li behind him, causing Xu Li to cough softly.
Lin Yao smiled at him, did not expose his lie, and continued to walk towards Ye Heng.
After standing next to Ye Heng, Lin Yao spoke in a natural tone: "Have you been waiting long?"
Ye Heng raised his hand, and gently brushed the dust on his shoulder with his fingertips. His movements were natural and intimate: "No."
Lin Yao nodded, and the two of them talked about the big counseling. For a moment, the atmosphere was peaceful, as if the cruelty and punishment just now were an illusion.
-
As soon as twelve o'clock arrives, the counseling begins.
"The first batch, the light fluctuation sentinels, get in line." Xu Li's voice echoed in the training hall.
Four hundred sentries wearing monitors marched into the mild area in untidy steps.
Although they all signed up voluntarily, many of them had obvious nervousness on their faces.
Standing still, the sentry in the front row subconsciously looked up, as if waiting for some kind of judgment.
Most of them are logistics or communications soldiers, and their mental fluctuations are not severe.
Seeing that the four hundred sentries were in place, Lin Yao, who was standing on the high platform, nodded to Ye Heng and Sun Yun beside him, indicating that he was about to begin.
An ice blue suddenly appeared in the training ground.
After circling half a circle in the air three meters away from the group of sentinels, 100 vines quickly intertwined and entangled, forming a huge net in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yao raised his hand and waved lightly.
The surface of the net trembled slightly, and ice-blue energy poured down like a melting glacier.
Countless tiny pieces of light fell precisely on the four hundred sentries lined up.
The moment the energy touched their bodies, most of the sentinels trembled slightly.
Like being immersed in warm water, so gentle that resistance is almost imperceptible.
The mist and dust in the spiritual sea were gently swept away by this energy and dissipated completely.
Li Xiang stood in the front row. After just half a cup of tea, he felt that the communication noise in his mind had completely disappeared.
He blinked and could even clearly "hear" the rhythm of his own heartbeat. He couldn't help but mutter, "This is more effective than any medicine..."
Ten minutes later, the energy network stopped releasing energy, and the tiny particles of light disappeared as if sweeping away all the depression.
The sentries in the mild area breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously, and the monitors in their hands showed that the mental fluctuation value was within 5.
This discovery caused a commotion on the training ground, but it was suppressed by the sentries who were maintaining order, forcing them to leave the field quickly and in an orderly manner.
Ye Heng was about to ask how Lin Yao was doing when Sun Yun glanced at the monitor Lin Yao was wearing: "Very stable!"
Lin Yao reached out and held Ye Heng's hand, squeezing it, signaling him not to worry.
With Shasha's current transformation state, the release of this little bit of energy is just a drop in the bucket.
The time of light exit and moderate entry is considered Lin Yao's rest time.
Three hundred medium-level sentinels entered the scene. Most of their spiritual seas were covered with a thick fog or a thin layer of ice, making it difficult to penetrate them completely with only gentle energy.
Among this group of people, Lin Yao also saw acquaintances, Zhao Ke and others, and that person greeted him.
Lin Yao also smiled back, then moved his fingertips slightly, and the killing energy net suddenly brightened a little.
The ice blue light was no longer fragmented, but instead formed a stream of light. The energy it carried was twice as dense as before, and when it fell on the sentry, it had obvious penetrating power.
"Hmm..." A sentry groaned, and the ice in his spiritual sea was slightly shaken by the flow of light, as if it was about to crack.
Lin Yao immediately adjusted the energy output, and the light flow slowed down its impact, instead slowly penetrating along the lines of the ice layer, like spring rain softening the frozen soil.
Suddenly, a sentry on the right quietly tensed his shoulders.
He was a mecha pilot, and there was a broken image stuck in his mind. Normal guidance could only smooth out the edges, but there would always be a sharp thorn left.
The killing vines seemed to have sensed his unusualness, and suddenly dropped a single vine, gently resting it on his shoulder.
The vines were instantly infused with a stronger energy, and the ice-blue light surged along the shoulders to the spiritual sea, like a dexterous hand, accurately pinching the sharp thorn of the afterimage and pulling it out bit by bit.
The sentry's brows first frowned, then relaxed, and finally he let out a long sigh of relief.
The sharp thorn that had been stuck for half a year was actually brought out intact by this energy, turning into light particles and dispersing, and actually all entered Shasha's body.
There are more and more vines like this in the field. Whenever such a special situation is discovered, vines will hang down from the web, or fall over the shoulders, or wrap around the wrists, injecting stronger energy in a targeted manner.
The ice-blue light flowed through their bodies like countless flexible streams, always finding the most stubborn parts of their spiritual sea, pulling them out decisively yet gently.
This time it took 15 minutes.
Finally, there are one hundred sentinels in the heavy zone.
When they walked into the venue, their steps were a little unsteady.
Tormented by mental fluctuations for years, their mental landscapes are mostly like cracked land, and some places have even begun to collapse.
Lin Yao’s response to this is dual-color drainage treatment.
The energy net was still emitting an icy blue color.
Each heavy sentinel is connected to a vine, and bright green energy, like tender sprouts breaking through the soil in early spring, surges down along the veins of the vine with vigorous vitality.
Energy is like living water, flowing into their spiritual sea and spiritual vision.
Half an hour later, the last vine was retracted.
The sentries in the severe area stood there without moving for a long time.
It was not until someone felt their own spiritual picture and mobilized their own spiritual power that they truly felt the collapse and despair that came from their bones and was completely taken away.
Lin Yao stood on the high platform, his expression did not change at all, and Shasha was still as energetic as ever.
There were two sights around him.
Sun Yun looked at Lin Yao's monitor and received data from three counseling sessions. The mild score was within 5, the moderate score was within 10, and the most severe score was only 30.
She couldn't help but sigh softly, with an unconcealable feeling in her voice: "As expected of a 3S+ guide."
Sun Yun's eyes swept over the sentries who were leaving in an orderly manner below. The ease and relaxation on those people's faces could not be deceived.
It is the mental relaxation that comes from the bones that is more convincing than any test data.
Her tone was full of admiration, "It really opened my eyes."
Shasha leaned over to listen to her praise, swaying his body up and down in agreement with her words.
Sun Yun was amused and raised her hand to touch it: "You are also very good."
Lin Yao turned his head to look at her, and curled the corners of his mouth to express gratitude.
The group of officers who still had to write self-criticisms were gathered together looking at the data, the shock on their faces still not fading.
Sun Yun looked at the scene, then glanced at Lin Yao who was calm and composed beside him, and suddenly felt that the Red Shadow Legion had really picked up a treasure this time.
Lin Yao withdrew his gaze and met another gaze.
Ye Heng was looking at him, his eyes full of worry and pride. Together, they made it possible for all the sentinels on the starship to conduct a evacuation in front of the war zone.
After the three tests are completed, the next step is to conduct evacuation on a larger scale, after all, there are still 6,000 people.
Today's counseling did not end until ten o'clock in the evening. After Lin Yao increased his energy and gave birth to another 100 ice-blue vines, a total of 2,800 sentinels received counseling.
The guidance department was also not idle. Although Lin Yao took on most of the work, they could also make their own contributions and complete the task together with Lin Yao.
-
The warm lights in the starship cafeteria were just bright enough to dispel the chill of the night.
The fatigue from just finishing the counseling was diluted by the aroma of food. Lin Yao sat by the window, his fingertips tapping the table unconsciously.
In order to catch up with the progress in the afternoon, he relied on three bottles of nutrient solution to sustain himself. At this moment, his stomach was empty, so he continued to eat something to calm his stomach's protest.
"Guide Lin, Marshal Ye!" The head chef, wearing a snow-white apron, trotted over with a warm smile on his face and a menu in his hand.
He first thanked Lin Yao for his guidance, then praised his heroic deeds, and then:
"We heard you were coming, so we've already prepared the ingredients on the stove! Just order whatever you want!"
Lin Yao was amused by his display, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Just a simple bowl of noodles with a soft-boiled egg."
Ye Heng sat next to him: "Same."
Ye Mang yelled from the other side: "I want a bowl of noodles too, with two extra eggs!"
Xu Li, Zhao Kun and Lin Yue also nodded, obviously planning to eat the same thing as Lin Yao.
The chef responded cheerfully, turned around and rushed to the kitchen, not forgetting to turn around and shout: "It will be ready soon!"
While waiting, Lin Yao picked up the teacup and took a sip of warm water.
The four people sitting opposite were Ye Heng's personal soldiers.
Apart from Ye Mang, Lin Yao and the others only knew each other's names.
Sitting at the same table at this moment, the atmosphere is inevitably a bit restrained.
Ye Mang rubbed his hands and spoke first, his voice a little loud:
"Guide Lin, those vines you used today were incredible! I was watching from the high platform, and it was like the green light came alive, wrapping itself around a heavy sentinel and not letting go. Amazing!"
Lin Yao smiled and said, "It's really awesome to kill."
Xu Li continued, his tone full of praise: "The energy control is extremely stable. If it were another guide, they would have been mentally exhausted long ago."
Lin Yue and Zhao Kun nodded, unable to hide the admiration in their eyes.
The conversation started from here, and Lin Yao also tried to understand their daily life.
Lin Yao stirred the noodles that had just been served. "You guys usually follow Ye Heng, and the training must be very hard, right?"
At first, they were considerate of Ye Heng's presence and spoke politely.
But as they chatted, they found that Ye Heng was just eating noodles quietly, occasionally looking up at Lin Yao, and didn't care about their chat at all, so the stiffness gradually disappeared.
Ye Mang couldn't keep secrets and started to reveal embarrassing things:
"Speaking of which, last time the Marshal asked us to check the starship's energy pipeline, Xu Yan almost fainted from the dust in the pipeline. I had to reach out and pull him out. His face was covered in dust like a cat..."
Lin Yue laughed out loud: "That pipeline has been in disrepair for a long time. Who knew that it would be covered in dust once it was dismantled?"
Then Xu Li drank a sip of water gracefully, cleared his throat, and spoke about something else:
"And during the last drill, Ye Mang, you mistook the signal flare for a flare, causing us to be surrounded by the Blue Team. When you came back, the Marshal punished you by making you run ten laps. Have you forgotten?"
Ye Mang scratched his head and chuckled, "It's dark, so I saw it wrong..."
Lin Yao was happy to hear that the noodles in his bowl were slowly decreasing.
During this time, Ye Heng's brain lit up and a message came in. He took a look at it, then told them that something had happened and he had to go out to make a communication.
As soon as Ye Heng left, the atmosphere became even more lively.
Lin Yao remembered Yang Yuxian's attitude during the day, as if she was determined to avenge Ye Heng, and the curiosity in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed.
"By the way," Lin Yao picked up the soft-boiled egg, gently poked the yolk, looked up at Ye Mang, and spoke in a natural tone as if he was talking about the weather.
"That Yang Yuxian from the daytime...did she and Ye Heng know each other before?"
As soon as the words came out, the noisy air seemed to be paused.
The smile on Ye Mang's face froze, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the table with a "bang". He picked them up hurriedly, moved his lips, but said nothing.
Xu Li's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes were a little complicated, as if he didn't expect him to ask this.
Zhao Kun and Lin Yue were more direct. They simply lowered their heads and pretended to concentrate on eating noodles.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and even the planets passing by outside the window seemed to be half a beat slower.
Lin Yao looked at the four people who fell silent for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat.
Although he had only met that woman twice, he had a very bad impression of her each time.
And looking at Yang Yuxian's attitude, could it be that Ye Heng had attracted some bad luck in love?
"Can't you tell me?" Lin Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to ask.
Ye Mang's face flushed red, and he secretly tugged at the corner of Xu Li's clothes under the table. His eyes were as flustered as a thief who had been caught.
Xu Li cleared his throat and looked out the window, as if he was studying the starship's route map.
The other two simply buried their heads even lower and ate the noodles like crazy, but they didn't take a single bite for a long time.
They kept their mouths shut, as if it was an agreement.
Lin Yao gave up instantly. In this situation, he should ask the person who should answer this question.
Sure enough, Ye Heng's voice came from behind: "You should ask me directly about this kind of thing."
Lin Yao finished the last mouthful of noodles, put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and slowly wiped his mouth, then folded the used tissue and put it in the trash can.
After doing all this, he looked up at Ye Heng who had walked to the table but did not sit down:
"Well, then, you answer. Who is that person? What is his relationship with you?"
Lin Yao's tone was calm, but it carried a seriousness that could not be avoided.
The four of them became visibly nervous and exchanged glances secretly. Before they could say goodbye, Ye Heng's explanation came.
Ye Heng looked at the seriousness in his eyes and then slowly said, "Yang Yuxian is my classmate at Baita College."
"Classmate?" Lin Yao's eyes suddenly widened, like a projector with the start button pressed, and a series of melodramatic images instantly exploded in his mind:
He seemed to see the Baita campus many years ago, under the sycamore tree, the young boy Ye Heng in a white shirt stood tall and straight, looking down at the tactical map in his hand.
Yang Yuxian, with her high ponytail, stood before him, holding a beautifully wrapped gift box in her hand, her cheeks flushed, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:
"Ye Heng, this is the energy cake I made myself."
The young man Ye Heng didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold tone: "No, I have rations."
Yang Yuxian's hands froze in mid-air, her eyes instantly reddened, but she forced a smile: "But I made this according to your taste..."
"No need." The boy turned and walked away, his military boots stepping on the fallen leaves without looking back.
Yang Yuxian stood there, looking at his back. The gift box in her hand was deformed by being squeezed, and stubbornness slowly crept into her eyes.
This scene is very similar to the first encounter scene of "the unrequited love of the white moonlight" in old movies and dramas.
Then the scene changed and turned into a starship corridor.
Yang Yuxian stopped Ye Heng, her makeup was exquisite, but her tone was full of resentment:
"Ye Heng, can't you be with me just because of the engagement?"
"The man you're engaged to is just a D-rank guide. How can he compare to me? Back in the academy, it was clearly me..."
"I've forgotten what happened back then." Ye Heng interrupted her, his tone even colder than before.
"Also, this has nothing to do with Lin Yao."
Yang Yuxian seemed to be stung, and her voice suddenly rose:
"I can't compare to you? I've been chasing you for so many years! From the academy to the legion, have you forgotten that when your mental power went riot, it was me..."
"That's the medical team's credit." Ye Heng's voice was calm.
"Don't flatter yourself."
The more Lin Yao thought about it, the more "reasonable" it seemed. He even imagined that Yang Yuxian had secretly hidden the energy cake wrapper that Ye Heng had thrown away that year, treating it like a treasure.
I even imagined that her action this time was not a sudden impulse, but a long-planned "declaration of war by a love rival"...
"Wow." Lin Yao couldn't help but exclaimed, with a smile on his lips as if he was amused by his own imagination.
Looking at Ye Heng who was sitting down, his eyes were full of inquiry:
"It turns out that she still can't get what she wants, and then she meets her rival again after many years, and then she turns love into hate?"
Ye Mang almost spit out the soup he had just drunk, and Xu Li was also stunned.
Lin Yue and Zhao Kun looked at each other, their eyes filled with the expression "Guide Lin has a really big imagination."
Ye Heng frowned, obviously not expecting him to come up with such a string of thoughts. His tone was helpless and funny: "What are you thinking about?"
"I was wondering if you ever threw away the energy cake that girl gave you back then." Lin Yao raised his eyebrows and deliberately dragged out his tone.
"Or was it really that the girl saved you back then?"
Ye Heng looked at the mischief flashing in his eyes and suddenly realized that this man was not angry at all, but was making fun of him.
He tapped Lin Yao's forehead with his fingers, his voice helpless:
"Where did you see this mess? Throw it away immediately!"
"Then explain it clearly." Lin Yao covered his forehead and laughed even more happily.
"Classmates are classmates, but what kind of classmates are they?"
Ye Heng looked at the light in his eyes and suddenly felt that being imagined by him was not so bad.
At least, Lin Yao was not really angry.
He sighed, his tone even more helpless:
"We're just ordinary classmates, from the same year but different classes, and we've spoken no more than five words in three years."
"Oh?" Lin Yao dragged out the last word, obviously not believing it completely.
Ye Heng shook his head helplessly. It seemed that if he didn't explain what happened back then clearly, this person would definitely make up a whole melodrama in his mind.
Ye Heng had just started to speak when his eyes swept across the four guys sitting upright opposite him with their ears almost standing up like radars, and he suddenly shut up.
He rubbed the back of Lin Yao's hand under the table, with a barely noticeable warmth.
Lin Yao was waiting for him to continue, but when he suddenly stopped, he raised his eyebrows and was about to ask more questions when he felt his side sink.
Ye Heng leaned over slightly and got close to his ear. His warm breath brushed against his earlobe, with a hint of pine scent.
"Let's go after we finish eating," he said in a very low voice, like a feather gently scratching the tip of my heart, "Let's go back, I'll talk to you slowly in bed."
The last few words were spoken softly and slowly, with a hint of a smile at the end, but they ran through Lin Yao's limbs and bones like an electric current.
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