Face Slapping the General

After hearing this, Wu Qiao glanced a little awkwardly.

Because I... want to... want him to be with me?

No matter who it is, as long as he asks, will he accompany him, even if he is tired to this level, even if he hasn't rested for so many days?

"Admiral," Wu Qiao was a little scared at the look in Tan Yan's eyes, and changed the subject abruptly, "Are you going to Major General Darrell now?"

"I don't want to go." Tan Yan replied categorically, "He seems to be particularly excited, planning to do some activities...show me a tour of his base, and explain the current situation, right? But he didn't say specific arrangements last night. "

In fact, sometimes even Tan Yan is a little afraid of Darrell. Darrell is a veteran, and for the empire's whole life, he should pay tribute, the general's air is not suitable for Darrell.

Wu Qiao asked again: "Then what do you want to do?"

"I will hide first."

"..."

"I really want to sleep for a whole night, and don't want to be carried around."

"…Oh."

"I'll talk about other things tomorrow-I'll talk about it in the afternoon at the earliest. I really want to go to bed, otherwise I will definitely die here."

He is now extremely sleepy, but he doesn't want to use "sleepy" as a reason to be absent from activities, so he simply has an emergency and doesn't even return to the room, so as not to be seen and say that he just doesn't want to talk to Darrell.

"Where are you hiding?"

"Here you are."

"...Huh?" Wu Qiao said blankly, "Okay."

Without knowing why, Wu Qiao immediately agreed to him, although normally speaking, it would be a little difficult to be caught between Tan Yan and Darrell.

"Then you go and train as usual." Tan Yan said as he unbuttoned and turned his back to Wu Qiao, the general took off his uniform.

Wu Qiao has never seen Tan Yan wearing only a shirt.

Then Tan Yan tore off the top two buttons of his shirt and loosened his collar. Wu Qiao immediately saw the beautiful lines on his neck and collarbone.

There are undulating muscles in the chest and abdomen inside the shirt. Although you can't see it, you can imagine it.

There is no coat to cover, and the two long legs are more eye-catching than ever.

"..." Wu Qiao felt a little embarrassed again, and quickly stopped looking away.

Over there, Tan Yan sorted out the books that Wu Qiao had placed on the side of the bed.

He glanced at it as he sorted it out. What are the titles of all the books: "The Growth Record of 88 Generals", "The Life of an Excellent Soldier", "My Life: Suffering or Wealth"... Tan Yan thought of it, Wu Qiao especially liked to read it. Celebrity biographies.

"...?" Wu Qiao asked, "what are you doing to clean it up?"

"I'm lying here, the side where I usually pile things." Tan Yan replied casually, "I came here without changing my clothes. It's not very clean."

"It's okay..." Wu Qiao said, "You lie down here."

"I just slept on the side and it was all right."

"But," Wu Qiao thought for a while, "It's not very comfortable to sleep like this, otherwise, I'll find a looser set of clothes for you?"

clothes? Tan Yan thought for a while and said, "...that's fine."

"Oh."

After Wu Qiao said this sentence, he went to the cabinet and looked through it.

Tan Yan is a lot taller than him. He probably only reaches the eye position of the other party. Tan Yan definitely can't wear ordinary pajamas, so he can only find the widest pair.

After flipping for a long time, Wu Qiao finally pulled out one.

Tan Yan took a look: "..."

There is only one pattern on the trousers: dense, repeated, bold and bold "NO.1" in different sizes and directions.

"NO.1" is written everywhere on the whole pair of pajamas.

At that time, Wu Qiao felt that he wanted to buy these pants when he saw them-he liked the number one.

Once when I was young, the Empire selected the most influential people. Admiral Sean, whom Wu Qiao admired the most, ranked second, and the first one was a very popular female singer. Her songs are still very popular until now. Wu Qiao also voted at the time and voted for Sean. Later, when he saw the result, he cried. He felt that the second was so dazzling, and the "second" was not worthy of Sean at all. This matter is still the important material that my sister laughed at him, because Wu Qiao was too stupid at that time, caring about the strange selection that even Xiao En himself would not care about. Of course, Wu Qiao will not be like that anymore, but some things are still deeply ingrained.

Wu Qiao handed over the trousers: "Will you just wear this?"

Tan Yan: "..."

"Then..." Wu Qiao took a look at the time, "I went out to train."

"Okay." Tan Yan said to Wu Qiao, "stole something to bring me back at noon."

"…I know."

In the morning, Darrell asked Wu Qiao whether he saw General Tan Yan.

According to Darrell, Tan Yan only left him a word, saying that he had a personal matter to deal with, and then he disappeared directly.

He searched the base, but he hadn't seen anyone yet.

Wu Qiao hesitated, and finally said, "The general may indeed have something he wants to do."

After lunch at noon, Wu Qiao packed some food with his lunch box and sent it back to his room.

Tan Yan is sleeping.

He seemed to take a shower after he left, his hair was still a little wet, and some water stains fainted on the pillow.

Tan Yan slept deeply, breathing evenly and smoothly, and looked relaxed.

I don't know how long I slept...Wu Qiao thought about it, the whole morning should have four hours, right?

"Admiral." Wu Qiao patted him, "The meal is here."

"...Huh?" Tan Yan tried to open his eyes, "You're back."

"Correct."

Tan Yan suddenly felt that it would be nice if he could stay here all the time—every day, he would lie lazily like this, waiting for someone to come back to this room. There are no beaches, no dangerous places, no thousands of troops; no need to think about how to use warships and mechas to win, and no choice between defending or retreating; no more people in the team except him are killed by alcohol to survive. In the night, there are no more days of insomnia, nervousness and nervousness when you hear a sound, although those are things that only happened in the early days of joining the army.

Tan Yan sighed in his heart-as an empire general, he actually had such thoughts.

From this point of view, Wu Qiao is stronger than him and firmer than him.

"Get up and eat something?" Wu Qiao said, "I'm leaving soon."

"…Row."

Wu Qiao went to help him make a glass of water again: "I put the water on the head of the bed, too."

"..."

…

At night, when Wu Qiao went back again, Tan Yan was still sleeping.

Wu Qiao: "..."

Today is the end of Yajiu repairs. After Wu Qiao finished his training, he had to go for an inspection and test drive. When he bid farewell to Ya Jiu, it was already 10:30 in the evening, and now it was close to eleven.

Ya Jiu is not very happy, because this is the third time it has entered the factory in ten days.

The first time was the routine maintenance ten days ago. Ya Jiu has to be maintained once a month, and every time it is extremely unhappy, because the maintenance is always carried out at 8 o'clock, and the drama it is watching is ready to be updated at 8 o'clock.

The second time was nine days ago. At that time, Ya Jiu had just finished the maintenance and delivery. I did not expect that the other two mechas waiting to enter the factory were suddenly because of "What are you looking at?" "What are you looking at?" It fought, fisted together, and you came and went, and it also spread to Ya Jiu, smashing Ya Jiu out of a hole. That time, it did not see the update of the play in time, and was carried into the factory for two consecutive days. It was the biggest grievance.

Today, it is the third time.

Wu Qiao couldn't understand the beauty of that play.

Wu Qiao had followed him for a few glances, and he was so innocent that he was frantic.

It was an ancient drama, and it was about a story that happened in the letter age—a beautiful girl had a crush on a handsome schoolboy, and later they entered high school. The girl only heard that the boy had gone to a certain school but didn’t know the specific class. , So I wrote twenty letters with the same content. The address of the recipients were: ××High School Class One, Class 1 ××Accept, ××High School Class One and Class Two ××Accept, ××Middle School Class Three ×× Receive... until class 20. She didn't have any hope, but she didn't expect the other party to receive it and wrote her a reply. The little girl was ecstatic after receiving the letter, but then she found a problem: the other party thought she already knew his specific address, but still didn't say which class he was in! So the little girl wrote twenty of the same letters to each class. This time, she attached a reply envelope and a stamp to each letter. What the young man didn’t know was that the color of the reply envelope and stamp style were different in each letter. The little girl carefully noted the address to which each envelope and stamp was sent. In this way, with the reply envelope and stamp, she Finally know which class the other party is in...

After Ya Jiu read it, his heart was full of pink bubbles, and he immediately wrote a letter to Long Yuan with his pen.

At that time, Wu Qiao had a hunch that Ya Jiu would be tragic again, but then he realized that he became smarter-Ya Jiu sent a self-made greeting card in the letter, and Ya Jiu painted many kinds of small animals on the card. Wu Qiao glanced at them. They were all made of cats, dogs and bunnies. They didn't look very similar. They could barely show the shape, but each one was fluffy. Wu Qiao knew that Long Yuan didn't have a single hair on his body, and the metal shell was smooth and shiny, which made it impossible to move forward every time he saw a furry animal.

The letter was sent to the military headquarters, and I don't know if Long Yuan received it.

Ya Jiu looked forward to replying day and night, but the other party was silent.

Ask Tan Yan later... Wu Qiao thought.

After taking a shower, Wu Qiao walked to the bed again and took a look: "..."

The sound of the water was not small just now, but Tan Yan still didn't wake up...

Tan Yan seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, but still did not wake up.

Wu Qiao couldn't help thinking, as a general, how could he be so defenseless? Obviously I have slept...fifteen hours.

Wu Qiao looked at the lunch box, but it was washed clean.

What Wu Qiao didn't know was that Tan Yan hadn't slept for that long at all.

He was lying in Wuqiao’s quilt, sniffing some residual odors. He only felt that his whole body was very hot, and his whole body was very uncomfortable. Even though his body was very tired, his brain was very excited. He was wrapped up and turned over again. Didn't fall asleep until noon.

Seeing Tan Yan is too tired, Wu Qiao can't bear to call him.

Wu Qiaozai carefully measured the bed, and after a long time, he finally felt that the two of them should also be able to squeeze.

So, don't call him, let him continue to sleep...?

Thinking about this, Wu Qiao cautiously climbed up from the other side of the bed.

As for the quilt, it will not be covered.

Wu Qiao closed his eyes in the dark.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the anxiety came again.

Don't think about your friends anymore, turn your attention away... Wu Qiao told himself: think of something else, think of something else...

Just remember the look of the base...that is the one he is most familiar with.

The base he was familiar with emerged in his mind—under the miserable white moonlight, the mounds on the base were like graves made of white stones.

"...!" Wu Qiao opened his eyes, took a deep breath and kept a rhythm, trying to calm down.

Wu Qiao was a little desperate.

He didn't know when he would get out of this state.

Wu Qiao remembers that there is a theory that, in order to continue to evolve, human happiness is very short, but suffering lasts forever. No matter how good things are encountered, even if the slaves are liberated, people's excitement can only last for one day. After that, they will quickly fade, and they will be sad because of other things. For the same joke, listen to the same joke the first time and laugh, and second Passionately indifferent. However, a bad thing happens, but it can make people suffer all day long, lasting for several years or even a lifetime.

Isn't it... he will always be like this? Can't you become the same him anymore?

Wu Qiao thought of the person behind him and turned his head to take a look.

Strangely, the fact that Tan Yan was here suddenly gave him a sense of security. The agitation in his heart just a moment ago was calmed down a little bit.

He feels a little greedy and dependent on another person.

Wu Qiao tried his best to restrain himself and set his sleeping position again to fall asleep. However, he was still uneasy when he closed his eyes and couldn't help confirming that the person behind him was still there.

He adjusted his posture again, wanting to be more comfortable, but still couldn't. No matter what the posture, as long as he closes his eyes, he will obviously feel missing, it is always wrong, and it is always unsatisfactory.

My heart is always empty, I can't fill it anyway, I have a desire to scratch my heart and lungs.

"..." Wu Qiao gently lifted Tan Yan's quilt, secretly moved to Tan Yan's side, and then covered a small part of the quilt on himself.

"..." In the same quilt, there is some body temperature of the other person in the quilt. The heat envelops him, and he really feels calm down a lot.

But... still not enough...

Wu Qiao got together again, his back slightly touched Tan Yan's back...

When he first posted, Wu Qiao immediately bounced back, his heart pounding, panicking, and then after a while, seeing the other party's response, did he re-attach it.

The two have a little touch, and it feels like nothing.

Feeling as if he still wanted more, Wu Qiao quietly squeezed Tan Yan again.

This time, I can indeed clearly feel the silhouette of the opponent-it seems to be very wide and powerful. The warm feeling came through a layer of clothes, and Wu Qiao's heart was boiling hot.

"..." Finally, after a few rubs, it was almost to the point that they were inseparable from each other. Wu Qiao finally closed his eyes and planned to really start sleeping.

He obviously felt the strength of the opponent spread to his back, being pressed and pushed, and he was far from the panic at the beginning.

Stick it this way and you will know that he is by your side.

Just like last night, if you don't want to open your eyes, just touch the other person.

"Hey..." Wu Qiao was about to go to bed contentedly, but suddenly there was such a startling voice in the darkness, "If you squeeze any more, I'm about to fall."

"...!" Wu Qiao's face was feverish, red like a cooked shrimp. Even if he doesn't touch it with his hands, he knows it's hot.

He immediately wanted to escape.

Tan Yan stopped him: "Afraid?"

"...A bit." Wu Qiao told the truth.

"..."

"I am sorry."

Unexpectedly, Tan Yan returned his arms and hugged him closer: "Go to sleep."

"…Oh."

Just leaning on, feeling the temperature, it's really different.

Wu Qiao fell asleep quickly again.

There is still spring in the dream.

In the weather after rain, there is a fragrance of cloves. A group of children are flying the balloons, and the balloons slowly rise to the sky, everything is fine.

However, just when everyone was about to lose sight of the balloon, they only saw a "pop", the balloon burst suddenly, and the balloon that had been dangling and rising turned into a pile of fragments, and everything came to an abrupt end at that moment.

Wu Qiao moved violently, and then immediately felt he was caught by a pair of powerful arms.

The struggle gradually subsided, Wu Qiao did not have any nightmares this time, and spent a quiet night.

…

—Early the next morning, Tan Yan went to see Darrell.

The other party was extremely puzzled, but after all, he didn't dare to ask—Tan Yan said it was "personal reasons", and he was better off not gossiping.

Darrell first asked Tan Yan to visit the training of the soldiers.

During this process, Tan Yan found that his eyes had been focused on the same person, and he couldn't move away at all.

Then Darrell stopped training for a long time, and asked Tan Yan to give all the officers a few words of strategic and tactical experience.

Everyone tried hard to listen, but Tan Yan's brain was too big, and no one understood what he said in a few words on the entire base.

What A is equal to what, B is equal to what, C is equal to what, ABC is forgotten, and finally won, it is nonsense.

After Tan Yan finished speaking, he felt good about himself, ended it, turned around and left, leaving all the officers of the base staring at each other, and even Darrell frowned tightly.

"Does anyone understand? His examples?" Finally, he asked.

There was a dead silence below.

"That..." Wu Qiao thought for a while and said, "I seem to understand..."

After thinking about it just now, Wu Qiao felt that he had figured it out.

Not because of his military literacy, but because he understands Tan Yan better than others.

As early as when Mining Star was mining, he had received a lot of "teaching"-at that time, he was taught how to manipulate Ya Jiu. Thinking about it now, Tan Yan’s mood at the time should be quite complicated, because Ya Jiu was originally Tan Yan’s new mecha. At that time, Tan Yan flew to Mine Star to test drive Ya Ji. Who knew he was attacked by the Republic in the middle. Under the pressure of the situation, he was forced to hand over Ya Jiu to Wu Qiao, who he considered the number one waste in the interstellar world. Then, just before the entrance exam for the training course, Tan Yan explained to him a lot of knowledge about attacks and evasion because he was curious to what extent he could do it. Thanks to those, he successfully passed the exam. Then... it was one or two months before the mid-course Undercover Serpent Wings. Tan Yan also told him a lot of skills, although most of the training was done by instructors from other professions.

Tan Yan really likes to omit his "lectures", and he needs to rely on his own brain to connect two seemingly unrelated words, sometimes jumping directly from the cause to the effect, and the step-by-step derivation process in the middle is completely silent at all. , Others don’t understand him and think that others are too stupid.

However, now, Wu Qiao is used to it.

Hearing Wu Qiao's words, Darrell raised an eyebrow: "You understand?"

"Yes." Wu Qiao paused, and then began to explain, "For example, in this example, the idea here is actually to encircle and fight for aid..."

After speaking, Wu Qiao found that Darrell's eyes looked a little different from usual.

"...?"

"Wu Qiao," Darrell said, "how long have you been a deputy captain?"

"Huh?" Wu Qiao was a little confused, "It's been four months."

"How many missions have you participated in?"

"Ten fights."

"After another two months, you can bring your own small fleet. I have expectations of you."

"…Yes!"

Wu Qiao was surprised. Bringing a small fleet independently is something Wu Qiao dreams of. His experience is actually much worse, but because of such an incident, Darrell wants to reuse him quickly.

After lowering his head and pondering, Wu Qiao asked again: "Do I need to go out and find the admiral for confirmation?" Confirm that what he explained just now is correct.

"Also."

As a result, Wu Qiao really understood nothing wrong.

Wu Qiao could see that Darrell was very pleased that his so-called "military sense" was stronger than his veteran, and he could quickly understand a game that they all could not understand. Darrell knew that Wu Qiao had a good theory in the training course, and each time the strategy test scores were high, but there was no actual comparison opportunity, so today the fact that "a newcomer is the only one who understands" still surprised him very much. . He thought, since Wu Qiao can understand, does this mean that Wu Qiao also has the ability of an admiral. As for the possibility that "Wu Qiao just needs to understand Tan Yan better than them," he had never thought about it.

Then, in the evening, after only two full days, Tan Yan had to leave, because there were many other things waiting for him to do, and he couldn't stay in a base for too long.

"Hey..." Tan Yan said when saying goodbye to Wu Qiao's routine, "I'm going back."

"...Hmm." In fact, Wu Qiao was reluctant to bear it. These two nights made him feel greedy. Although the other party didn't actually say a lot of comforting words, just being there can calm his panic and uneasy a lot. However, he also understood that it was impossible for him to leave the other party behind.

Tan Yan sighed: "It's already my limit to spend two days with you."

Wu Qiao avoided the other person's eyes when he was looking at him: "...I know."

He thought: So, the other party really came for him? Because I said I want to see him every day? Wu Qiao has a sense of unreality-Tan Yan is too good to him, so good that it is inexplicable, so good that it is difficult to explain, and so good that it makes him flustered.

Over there, Tan Yan said: "You... don't think too much. Everything is over, you can only look forward."

Wu Qiao said again: "...I know."

After these two days, his condition has improved a lot. Before Tan Yan arrived, it was really hard for him to feel at ease, but at this moment, he knew more.

Sadness means that although it is difficult, it will always pass.

He remembered that another theory is that people have a self-protection mechanism, no matter what kind of grief is not continuous, even a mother who has lost a child, there must be a period of time in the day to temporarily forget the grief, because other Things feel calm and even happy, although she will find this forgetting guilty afterwards. During the two days when Tan Yan was here, Wu Qiao felt that he had forgotten more than before. This shows...everything can indeed be changed for the better.

He can't let the haze hang over him all the time, he still needs to keep going.

"If it is really uncomfortable, you can contact me at any time. Talk to me casually, I will find a way."

"…Ok."

"Wu Qiao," Tan Yan stretched out his hand and forced Wu Qiao's face to look directly at him. "In the beginning, I felt as weak as you, but now, this sense of powerlessness is much less."

"..."

"So, please become stronger as soon as possible."

"...!" Wu Qiao's heart trembled suddenly, as if he had received a heavy blow. His eyes didn't dodge anymore, he stared straight into the other's eyes, and said in the firmest voice he could make, "I will." Of course, being strong is the most effective tool to protect others.

"That's good."

"…Thank you."

Tan Yan sighed again, and the hand holding Wu Qiao's head took advantage of the trend. Wu Qiao fell into Tan Yan's arms and once again smelled the metal button on the other's collar.

Saying this made Tan Yan feel uncomfortable, because Wu Qiao was only 22 years old, and he was still a person who vowed to protect, but he could only coldly let the other party become stronger by himself.

"So," Tan Yan said to Wu Qiao after a few rubs, "I'm leaving."

"..." Wu Qiao did not speak.

He thought, if he doesn't speak, if he doesn't say yes, he can hug for a few more seconds. Although the idea of ​​being able to delay for a few seconds is really naive, he just thinks that the other party can stay a little longer.

"Hey..." Tan Yan patted Wu Qiao on the head, "I really want to leave."

"...Hmm." Wu Qiao sucked his nose vigorously, and then stood up straight again.

"Wu Qiao, I promise you." Tan Yan touched Wu Qiao's face, "I promise you, until the war is over, I will be by your side every day to make up for the separation of this period of time." That's right, it's a lifetime. Long, by his side every day, he will definitely make up for it.

"...Okay." Wu Qiao thought: I can see it every day, it sounds really good.

"Okay?" Tan Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Do you know what this means? Just say yes?"

"...?" Wu Qiao really didn't understand this time.

"Being next to you every day means that you and I... be together forever."

"Huh?" Wu Qiao said again, "Okay."

Tan Yan: "..."

"...?"

"I mean... the marriage relationship."

During this farewell, Tan Yan suddenly said his thoughts, even he himself didn't expect it. Maybe the atmosphere was too good just now, maybe it had something to do with Sheng Chongguang's death—the next time I meet there will be an accident, I really don't know which one will come first, if there is a chance to be together but give up, it may become his lifelong regret.

Wu Qiao was immediately stunned: "...!" Marriage? He had never dared to think of such a thing. He likes to get along with each other, there is no doubt about this, but if you go further... Wu Qiao didn't dare to think about it. Tan Yan is very good to him, Wu Qiao always knows, and the later he can feel it. However, he didn't have the guts to speculate that "the admiral of the empire is in crush on me", besides, Tan Yan had already rejected him severely.

Wu Qiao's brain buzzed, and he just asked mechanically, "Why do you... have... this kind of proposal?"

"..." Do you still have to ask about this? Tan Yan felt a little irritable. In fact, he discovered his mind quite early. When he saw Wu Qiao almost killed on the asteroid, even earlier than that, he already understood that Wu Qiao was different. He thinks that the other person is very cute, different from the others, and has a strange innocence. However, the real thought of marriage is the most recent thing. For a while, he was always thinking, always thinking about how much time they will get together in the future. He thought that the average life expectancy of the empire is 180 years, and he is 32 this year, with 148 years left, and this half a year...have never seen it once, and the time spent with each other has decreased by 3%...and this is just the beginning. As long as there are three as long, their days together will be reduced by 1%, and then if there are three as long, they will be reduced by 2%. No matter what they think, they feel terrible, 2%, enough for them to do a lot of things together and leave a lot of memories. After thinking about such things, Tan Yan suddenly realized that he was planning for a lifetime.

However, facing the questioning look in Wu Qiao's eyes, his confession was suddenly a bit unspeakable.

He is the five-star general of the empire and has created a lot of myths. He has always been full of vigor, and he is the person who worships in Wu Qiao's heart. Wouldn't it be pitiful if you were rejected...? From then on, in front of Wu Qiao, he became a poor man and couldn't ask for it. He has always been very proud and has nothing to do with this word.

"..."

"..." Wu Qiao didn't urge him to ask, he kept waiting there, he didn't know what he wanted to listen to.

So Tan Yan took a step back, compromised, and chose another saying: "That..."

"...?"

"You are the only person in the genetic match who matches me."

"Correct."

"Isn't it all said that the person who matches the gene will be the most suitable?"

"…Ok."

"So I think...that..." Tan Yan finally said the marriage proposal. "If you can't find anyone else, the two of us can try to make do with it-I don't hate you."

"..." Is that so? Wu Qiao thought: Tan Yan is very good to him because of this? Is it because he is a candidate for his spouse? This kind of saying "my genes must continue. Since the pair is the most helpful for this, then I will just let it go" makes Wu Qiao feel very uncomfortable, although he is not sure why it is. So disappointed.

After a while, Wu Qiao whispered: "...I'm sorry."

"..." Sure enough, I was rejected...

After a pause, Wu Qiao said again, "Admiral...I still have illusions about love."

"..."

"I... still want the other half of my soul who can live and die together."

"Oh, it's okay." The best time has passed, and there is no way to change it now. Tan Yan's tone is pretending to be relaxed, "I'm just talking about it, you are not suitable."

"...Hmm." Wu Qiao couldn't raise his energy.