Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Everyone is happy
The warm wind blew, and the wet hair stretched out, fluttering in the light, dyed with gold. The heat dissipated, and the black hair wrapped around her neck and fell smoothly on her chest.
The remaining water droplets on the body surface were taken away by the soft and fluffy bath towel. Five fingers extended from the sleeves, the back of the palm was covered with white and tender flesh, the purple veins were like several winding rivers, the nails were trimmed into a round shape, and a plump crescent was revealed under the nail bed.
A low-frequency humming sound echoed in the room. Following the source, I found it was a square optical computer placed under the pillow. It was small and easy to pinch with the thumb and index finger. I lifted it in front of me and saw the new messages sent by the two people.
Green-eyed dog: [Good night]
Cat Head: [Are you asleep? ]
It was like hearing it in my head, Manuel's tone and voice, but it still made me care. I clicked on the homepage, but there was no information. Back on the browser, the men's names appeared on the screen one by one. I clicked on the search, and the most famous one was a politician. Apart from the name, the two men were not the slightest bit similar.
I flipped through more than ten pages, all filled with official news reports and media commentary. Only one fire report mentioned his name, but when I clicked on it and it loaded, it showed that the page was no longer valid. I couldn't find any news, so I returned to the forum.
I clicked on the portrait, and saw a large, proud dog with thick, fluffy fur, ears erect, standing upright, tail cocked. I reached for the housecoat, feeling cool, soft, and smooth. No, it felt wrong.
The gray wolf that night felt rough, hard, and long when first touched. Only by inserting one's fingers deep inside could one touch the fine, soft fur inside.
Memories flickered like slides, and the hot breath seemed to spray on the neck again. Under the night light, I couldn't see the face clearly, and could only rely on my hands to touch it, feel the wetness of the skin, the ups and downs of the lines, and how the muscles in different parts were connected, tight or relaxed.
After giving a simple reply to the two of them, she lay down on the bed. Seeing the little green dot disappear, she knew she was offline. Ares couldn't suppress the smile on his face and replied with two words: [Good night]. Things were going in a good direction.
The door was open, and he was lying on the sofa, with one hand hanging down, touching the cool and smooth tiles, and the other hand feeling the soft and delicate material of the sofa, but it was still no match for the temptation brought by her waist and legs. Unexpectedly, she was even more beautiful when seen up close than from a distance, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.
The other team members came out of the shower room one after another, naked from the waist up, wearing only shorts, and walking back with washbasins in their hands. The toiletries collided with each other, making a ping-pong sound. The orange light seemed out of place with the cold light in the corridor. He was back.
When I passed by, I stopped in front of the door and took a look inside. I saw a person lying on the sofa, giggling from time to time. I could smell that silly vibe from a long distance away. It seemed that he had succeeded in pursuing love, and he made two "tsk tsk" sounds.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at the deputy captain, his mouth corners down, with a helpless look. He was definitely not envious, but just worried that the captain would be used like a rag by the guide and thrown away. Then he would have to bite his handkerchief and look dispirited like a puppet.
You see, when others say a few words to him, he doesn't believe what they have done to him. How can it be so smooth? But this is enough. Play with him and then coax him. Don't be too heartless. This is all the sentry expects.
The deputy captain leaned against the door: "Ares, the lights will be turned off soon."
He finally came out of his joy and noticed the two people at the door. He had just been thinking about how they would go to different places together and hadn't noticed anyone else. "Got it," he whistled happily and stood up. "Wait a minute," he turned and walked into the bedroom. He came out a few moments later with his upper body covered in chain decorations.
Falk didn't have the good temper of the deputy captain. He shook his head, muttered, "It's hopeless," and turned away. Instead of offering any advice, he would rather go back and play with his tablet for a while. Soon, even his shadow disappeared from sight.
The deputy captain leaned against the doorframe, bucket in hand, looking up and down. The intricate decorations caught the eye, but they took the center of attention away, making the □□ seem secondary. He offered a suggestion: "Too much." He raised his laptop and found a post he had saved, "Ten Styles of Dressing for a Hot Sentinel," and sent the link. "Take a look at this."
"Good brother," Ares said, taking off the decoration on his chest with satisfaction, placing it on the sofa, clicking on the post and starting to study. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Help me close the door."
"Hmm." The door closed slowly, and the sounds outside became muffled. Ares unbuttoned his pants, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and the water flowed rapidly, hitting his head and shoulders with a slight tingling sensation.
Even after cooling the water, the heat still could not go away, until he could no longer hold back and let out a slight gasp. The glass was covered with water vapor and turned gray. The sound of water stopped after a long time. The lights were off and the room was completely dark, with only two eyes flashing with light.
At the commander's house.
Her hair was completely dry, and the light floral fragrance spread as she moved her hair. Her body was dry and refreshed, and she felt comfortable all over. She opened her address book and typed a message: [Captain, are you guys free tomorrow? Do you want to go out for dinner together? It's my treat.]
I invited Captain Jie Yifei to a dinner. We will officially go back to work on Monday and have training as well, so the chances of meeting will be greatly reduced in the future as distance and time are both obstacles.
The conference room on the 26th floor was brightly lit, and loud voices echoed to the last row as the conversation came to an end.
The bell rang, he looked down and saw the sound stopped temporarily. The room was silent. He ended his words briefly and subconsciously spoke softly. After realizing it, he became cold and hard again, called out the names of a few people, asked them to stay, and ended the meeting.
Laurent looked at Laurence. These people had one thing in common, that is, they had all been comforted by the guide. Even though they did not use their mental power, they still felt like being lifted up in the clouds, like birds gliding along the air flow, free and wonderful.
The moment he checked the message, the serious expression on the captain's face relaxed, and anyone who observed carefully could see that he had fallen in love, a one-sided love. Therefore, when he received the letter from the other party, the joy broke through his body and overflowed.
The people present left one after another. The brothers Laurent and Lawrence noticed his gaze, stopped, and gathered towards him. Xie Yifei simply informed them of the good news. The only regret, both for the entire team and for them personally, was that they had invited too many people and could not be alone again.
Several bodies gathered together, their hands on the door, standing, squatting, twisting their bodies and listening, in different postures. Those who could hear clearly turned their heads to silently convey information, and those who could read lips showed their teeth with joy.
“Bang—”
They tried to remain silent. The sound came from the side, an uninvited guest, a necklace of feathers and shells hanging from their necks. Song Xiaoyu, the man tapped the wall, the vibrations transmitting, amplifying to their ears, a sharp, crisp sound.
"What's going on in there? Why are they so excited? Can I join in?"
Before he could get close, the door opened, and the first person to step out was his old acquaintance, Brother Bee. Song Xiaoyu sniffed the air, finding nothing unusual. A tall figure walked out of the door and looked at the person who came in. It was Song Xiaoyu from the next team. "We're communicating within the team. What's going on?"
"No," he spread his hands forward with his palms facing up, "There's no one on the team. After I finished training, I wanted to talk to you, but I didn't expect you were busy." His eyes swept over everyone's face. On the day he came back, he smelled her scent on this floor, especially in the reception room.
"We have something to do tonight," Xie Yifei didn't care too much that they were not his teammates. "Turn off the lights immediately, you should go back early." The tone was not harsh, but it did not allow him to refuse. It seemed that they did not intend to share this good news with him.
The man's head swayed slightly back and forth, as if accepting the decision. He walked back, his hard soles making a clacking sound on the ground. He was not blind, nor was he stupid. He gave out his contact number, but after nearly a week, he hadn't received any friend requests on the computer.
The feeling of being forgotten was terrible. His chest felt tight, and every breath he took was salty and hot. He had already learned that she was the guide that the deputy team had rescued and brought back. He was still outside and would be back early tomorrow. And these people looked like her new love, if he recognized her lip movements correctly.
His figure disappeared into the darkness. He turned and walked into a meeting room and stood by the window. Even if he went back, he would be the only one in the dormitory today. He felt depressed but had no one to vent to. He opened the window, but did not summon his spirit body and jumped out of the window alone.
Falling, the speed is getting faster and faster. The weightlessness will make the body tense, and at the same time produce a sense of detachment. The world falls into the eyes, time stops, and the rapidly falling black shadow makes those who have not left run to the window to look, until a pair of wings grow on the back, and Song Xiaoyu enters a semi-beast state, with the black feathers flapping up and down at a very fast frequency, and the tips of the wings curled up.
The onlookers dispersed in disappointment, thinking someone had thrown something outside, or that something big was happening. But it turned out to be the aerial combat team's random flying. Was being able to fly such a big deal? There were no restrictions at night, and while it wasn't recommended, what he was doing wasn't against the rules. His curiosity subsided, he gathered his remaining belongings, turned off the lights, and left the office.
After he left, three circles of people gathered around Xie Yifei, all looking at him expectantly. The dinner party was not a secret, they would know it sooner or later. He announced the news to everyone and waited for their reaction.
Lawrence was the first to speak: "How can we let the guide treat us? We should book the whole place." The others immediately echoed and expressed their agreement. This was of course self-evident.
An idea struck him, and he clenched his fist and clapped it in his palm. "Why don't we just eat out?" He tilted his chin to the left. "Isn't there a vacant conference room there? How about we eat inside and let her get to know our team?"
The room was indeed big enough, spacious and bright. After a little cleaning, it could be a good place to entertain guests. The most important thing was that it was their territory, so it could be decorated to be warm, like a small home. Maybe she would like it and come often in the future.
The others agreed and waited for a long time. She even wondered if the other party had fallen asleep and didn't see the message. She stared at the top of the wall boredly until a call came in and she answered it immediately.
"Hello?"
"Miss Guide, we are free tomorrow and would like to invite you to our team dinner. What do you think?"
"Okay," she said, squatting down mid-sentence, "but the food..."
"We'll be ready," the male voice echoed in a circle. She hesitated, as if it was different from what she had initially expected. "Just come."
"What would you like to eat?"
"Well..." She hesitated.
In the conference room, a soft female voice came from my ears. The volume was not loud, but I seemed to hear a slight breathing sound and feel a weak breath spraying on my ears, which aroused my imagination. I seemed to be able to imagine her leaning lazily on the back of the chair at this moment, with her eyes half-closed and her cheeks rosy.
"It's okay, you guys make the arrangements."
After making an appointment, she hung up the phone, as if she owed more and more favors.
Then he took down his laptop and placed it on the bedside table. He turned off the lights and lay down, eyes closed. It was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard. Intermittent images flashed by, and a dark shadow pounced on him. He opened his eyes, feeling uneasy, thinking it was an illusion.
But as time went by, the feeling not only didn't dissipate, but intensified. A strange noise came from her ears, and she nervously huddled her hands to her chest and looked around. There was no one else here except her. Her heartbeat quickened, and she swallowed hard. What was going on?
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