Chapter 102 You have to be happy for me
Fei Yu turned around, and when she saw Jing Yu bending down and sitting next to her, her tense nerves gradually relaxed.
"Brother, why are you here?"
“Just passing by.”
Jingyu sat next to Feiyu, and the two of them leaned against a big tree behind them. A gust of wind blew, and Feiyu smelled a faint scent of tobacco on Jingyu.
Nodding, Fei Yu unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.
"When I reported to the general today, he said your training will soon be over."
"Um?"
Unexpectedly, at such a warm moment, Jingyu suddenly blurted out the name of the person Feiyu hated the most. Feiyu pouted a little dissatisfiedly, but only said "hmm": "I don't know about this matter yet. The training team hasn't told me yet."
Fei Yu doesn’t know?
How could he not know!
When An Tianyu was about to send Task Force 404 to assist him in carrying out this mission, Fei Yu had a premonition -
The mission 404 received was definitely not to assist, but to kill him!
In An Tianyu's eyes, the ultimate value of RKT97 is to find medicine that can cure Jing Yu, and then his mission will be over.
Although RKT97 himself is immortal and invulnerable, in fact, his invulnerability is simply due to his body's ability to heal itself quickly. Therefore, there is still a way to kill RKT97.
For example, if they dismembered him and then sealed all his body parts so that they could not come into contact with each other, then RKT97 would never be able to reassemble and heal himself!
She slowly lowered her head and did not speak again. Instead, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, leaning it slightly on Jingyu's shoulder.
Enjoy this beautiful moment.
Jing Yu slowly turned his head to look at Fei Yu, then gently patted his cheek: "When you come back, I will propose to Ares Academy that you go to other continents for socialization training, so that you can experience the lives of ordinary people. Once you are able to adapt to how to get along with humans properly..."
"How to get along with humans properly," Feiyu laughed out loud. "Brother, do you think I'm a dog? Why can't I get along with humans properly?"
Jing Yu rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think you are not?"
Feiyu rubbed her head restlessly on Jingyu's shoulder: "Of course I'm not!"
"Really?" Jing Yu's tone was raised. It was obvious that Jing Yu was very happy to know that Fei Yu's training camp was about to end. "I don't know who it was. When he first came to my house, he could only say 'woof'."
Feiyu raised her head and looked at Jingyu's profile. Her eyes traced from Jingyu's eyebrows to the corners of his lips. Feiyu looked a little absent-minded. When Jingyu finished speaking and smiled lightly, Feiyu suddenly leaned forward——
Licked the corner of Jingyu's lips.
Sweet.
“Bang!”
As expected, Jingyu slapped Feiyu to the ground.
Feiyu hugged her instantly swollen face and cried out in pain: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"I should be the one asking you this question," Jing Yu took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in his mouth, "What stupid thing are you doing?"
"Is it wrong to express my love?"
Fei Yu staggered to her feet from the ground, like the weak Lin Daiyu, staring at Jing Yu with an expression of "Husband, say something", looking so resentful.
Ignoring his miserable look, Jing Yu patted his butt and stood up from the ground: "Humans don't express their love with their tongues."
"What do you use?"
Fei Yu stretched out his hand, wanting Jing Yu to help him.
Jing Yu turned his back to Fei Yu and stretched out his hand reluctantly: "Use..."
The sentence was stuck in my throat.
What to use?
How do humans express love?
Jing Yu lowered his eyebrows - he didn't know either.
He seems to have never expressed his love for anyone.
He didn't know how to express his love.
The expression on his face gradually turned into confusion, and then into helplessness. Finally, Jing Yu turned his head to look at Fei Yu who was pulling his hand to get up from the ground, and his expression became serious.
"What's wrong, brother?" Fei Yu patted the grass on her butt and laughed heartily.
Jing Yu opened his mouth but didn't utter a single syllable before his cell phone rang.
"I'm going to take a call."
Jing Yu hurriedly said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone, and then hung up. He patted Fei Yu's head and said, "Take care of yourself during the training camp these days. I have an emergency meeting, so I'm leaving first."
"Okay, brother, you should take care of yourself too."
Watching Jingyu get in the car and leave, Feiyu touched the corner of her mouth——
What's so special about just kissing him?
What Fei Yu wanted was Jing Yu's initiative.
Even if it was only once, it was a response to his thousands of obsessions.
According to the agreement with An Chengzhan, Feiyu came to the bar they had agreed on in the evening. Feiyu also ordered two glasses of vodka, not to treat him or to express her gratitude to An Chengzhan, but because she planned to get this brat drunk and interrogate him if he didn't tell her anything.
After a while, the doorbell of the bar swayed and made a crisp sound.
Then An Chengzhan appeared outside the door, holding a black notebook in his arms.
Fei Yu saw it at first sight, her eyes fixed on the thing in An Cheng Zhan's arms. When An Cheng Zhan sat down in front of her, Fei Yu cast her gaze on the young man's face.
An Chengzhan looked around and made sure that there were no suspicious people nearby. Then he took out the notebook in his arms and placed it on the table.
Feiyu raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
An Cheng Zhan picked up the wine on the table and took a sip. After coughing twice from the spiciness, he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and said:
"Why do you want to know about my brother and the ghost?"
Feiyu shrugged: "Don't you want to convince me not to have any thoughts about Jingyu?"
That’s right…
An Cheng Zhan's lips revealed that he had said this, and then he shook his head in annoyance: "I just want you to give up when you know it's difficult."
After saying that, he pushed the black notebook in front of Feiyu. Feiyu cleared away the bottles and jars around it, making a clean area for the notebook. As she flipped it open, she asked, "What is this?"
And when he asked the question, the answer was already written in his notebook.
This is Jingyu's diary.
Fei Yu never thought that someone like Jing Yu would have a notebook.
Whether it was Jingyu, the taciturn war machine who only knew how to carry out missions during his time as a ghost, or the current Jingyu who was like a flower on the mountain top, neither of them seemed like someone who would write a diary.
Anjo Zhan crossed his arms and smiled triumphantly:
"This is my brother's diary. I saw it among the waste materials in his office. No one wanted it, so I took it away."
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