"Of course, if you have any reason for me to let you go, you can tell me."
In fact, even Chu Xinglin himself didn't know what he was trying to find out.
No matter whether Gu Huan brought him out or brought his grandfather out, he would never let him go because these reasons just hit home with him.
Thinking that his reasons might make him want to kill him even more, Chu Xinglin changed his mind again.
"Forget it, you should just beg for mercy. If I'm in a good mood, I'll probably let you go."
Gu Huan struggled but couldn't pull his arm free.
He raised his eyes, and the indifference in his light-colored eyes gradually faded away. Hearing the other party's suggestion, his thin lips gradually rose into a mocking arc.
Begging for mercy? Dreaming
He is too used to these unlucky days.
In the previous life, he was born into a military family but was a useless person without legs. In the previous life, he was reborn as a half-elf and survived in the cracks because of his identity. He was either hunted by humans or elves. In this life, he offended the proud son of heaven as soon as he came, and learned that he might not live long.
He must have destroyed the world in his previous life, which is why God dislikes him so much.
However, no matter how miserable his life was, he never asked anyone for help.
Gu Huan raised his chin high, his graceful neck was tangled with some black hair due to the struggle just now. Against the cold light coming in from the window, it looked like ceramic outlined by ink pen, somewhat fragile and fragile, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth was too arrogant and cold.
He sneered coldly, "Who are you disgusting? Someone who can only subdue me by sneak attack."
When Chu Xinglin saw Gu Huan like this, he suddenly remembered his previous investigation of Gu Huan.
Gu Huan's anti-torture studies at school were excellent.
The last time I touched his neck, he didn't look like he was good at anti-torture. Could it be that... ... he has sensitive glands like omegas
Chu Xinglin's eyes darkened for a moment, and he suddenly changed his movements. "Are you sure?"
Gu Huan's body trembled as he listened to the whisper in his ear.
The cold gun tip slid along his jaw and neck and across his glands.
Gu Huan suddenly tightened his fingers, his expression somewhat painful.
Chu Xinglin sensed something was wrong with Gu Huan the next second.
A huge mental fluctuation came from the black-haired admiral, floating almost rioting.
After Chu Xinglin sensed the danger, he subconsciously took a step back, and his sharp brows immediately frowned. He did not expect that Gu Huan's mental problem was more serious than he thought.
He had just put Gu Huan into mental tension when he immediately detonated the "bomb".
A deep color flashed across Chu Xinglin's eyes. One moment he could see the cold back of the other person throwing him in front of the black hole, and the next moment he could see the painful expression of the person in front of him who was losing control.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally threw away the energy gun in his hand and picked up Gu Huan regardless of the risk of being hurt by his mental power.
He wouldn't leave him alone.
Because this person must make amends to him, but not by dying here.
"Gu Huan, don't expect me to become the same kind of person as you."
The alpha's sarcastic words with subtle worry were suspended in the air, no one else was present, and the only person who could hear it couldn't hear it.
Gu Huan didn't intend to self-destruct, he was just very nervous. Suddenly, he crossed a boundary. All the sounds around him became blurred and time seemed to stand still. It gave people a sense of gap that was difficult to adapt to. He felt like he had just gotten drunk. He forgot who he was and what he was doing. Even the gravity field disappeared from him. The feeling of powerlessness in controlling himself made him even more nervous.
It was not until someone placed his hand steadily on his waist that he finally seemed to have found his center of gravity and became calm. Leaning on the other person's hard chest, he seemed to hear the other person say something, but he did not hear it clearly.
Because the hand that was holding him was so gentle, he thought it couldn't be anything bad.
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... .
Psychiatric treatment room.
Seeing Chu Xinglin covered in scars, Shang He was about to ask him what happened, but then he saw Gu Huan in his arms who was in a bad condition. As an excellent mental therapist, his expression immediately became serious. He walked quickly to Gu Huan, put his hands on Gu Huan's forehead, and input the mental power for control.
In order to calm Gu Huan's turbulent mental power, Shang He broke out in cold sweat.
After several minutes, he temporarily resolved the crisis. He turned around very weakly and pushed all the books he had just read onto the floor. He patted the bed and said, "Please do me a favor and put the man up and take off his shirt."
Chu Xinglin did as he was told immediately.
When unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers paused for a moment because he remembered that he had promised not to touch Gu Huan again, but he quickly unbuttoned his shirt the next second. Anyway, he had already broken this promise when he pressed down on the man's wrist.
Shang He was already accustomed to Gu Huan's naked body. He asked Chu Xinglin to take off Gu Huan's shirt only because he needed some time to recover his spirit. He would try to delegate things to others first.
"You have used a mental calming device before, right? Please help me install it and let me take some time off."
Chu Xinglin nodded slightly, quickly pressed the acupuncture points and inserted the golden thread, then stepped back half a step and gave the seat next to Gu Huan to the doctor.
Shang He had just recovered some strength, and came up to connect his mental power to the instrument, and entered Gu Huan's mental power again.
With the accuracy automatically controlled by the instrument, he finally didn't have to concentrate all his attention on Gu Huan. He helped Gu Huan calm down while speaking with dissatisfaction.
"He's so unpredictable about what he's doing with his mental power. I've told him a long time ago that he must control, control, and control his emotions again."
Chu Xinglin crossed his arms, looked down at Gu Huan, who had a frown on his face as if he was struggling in a nightmare, and told the truth.
“I stimulated it.”
"No way, Your Highness." Shang He opened his mouth in astonishment. "Didn't you ask me to treat him?"
That's right.
Shang He, a national treasure-level therapist, is actually Chu Xinglin's personal therapist.
There was a reason why he had such a bad attitude towards Gu Huan. He knew what Chu Xinglin had been through, so he didn't treat Gu Huan well.
After Shang He called out Chu Xinglin's identity, he realized that he had just exposed Chu Xinglin's identity. He immediately fell silent and muttered softly, "If you hate him so much, why did you send me here to look after his mental power?"
This time, a lot of effort was taken to rescue the person from the brink of life and death.
It is not easy for him to save someone, it takes a lot of energy.
It's not just a matter of mental exhaustion.
No doctor would like to see the wound he had sewn up with great difficulty being torn open again and then told that he had sewn it again, even if the patient was a sinner.
After being silent for a while, Chu Xinglin asked abruptly.
"Do you remember how I survived? Shanghe."
"Of course I remember. Fortunately, the black hole you fell into was not a black hole but a wormhole. The mecha used the potential energy of the wormhole to make a space jump at the moment of falling, and fell onto an uninhabited asteroid nearby." Shang He didn't understand why Chu Xinglin suddenly asked about this.
"Luckily it was a wormhole. If it was a black hole, I would have died." The man described in a calm tone how he had narrowly escaped death. He lowered his eyes and stared at the face on the bed, which looked a little fragile and pale because of weakness. "Shouldn't I hate and detest him?"
He seemed to be asking Shang He, but actually he was asking himself.
He hates, isn't it right? He hates, isn't it right
Then why is it that the other party's every move recently cannot make him feel disgusted, and he even feels pity for him occasionally.
Did he have this feeling towards Gu Huan before
Chu Xinglin couldn't help but think back to the time when Gu Huan followed his grandfather, but he couldn't quite remember what Gu Huan was like back then. What he couldn't hate was the Gu Huan now, who seemed to have made him recognize him all over again.
In the previous report on Gu Huan's military achievements, he wrote that the elimination of the remaining pirates was the result of his secret dispatch of troops. According to Gu Huan's previous style, it was normal for him to just take credit, and even he did not doubt Gu Huan's actions.
But after discovering that Gu Huan guessed that the elimination of the remnants of the interstellar pirates might be related to the "Crown Prince", he could no longer guess Gu Huan's thoughts, and his logic was even completely messy.
There's only one way this makes sense.
That is to think of all of Gu Huan's actions as wanting to help himself, then these seemingly unreasonable things would instantly become explainable.
He tried to take credit for the work so as to prevent Chu Fengyuan from paying attention to their efforts in clearing out the remaining interstellar pirates.
He is helping him.
"It doesn't matter whether you should hate someone or not. If you hate someone, you hate him or her. If you don't hate him or her, you don't hate him or her." Shang He replied bluntly.
Chu Xinglin heard Shang He's answer, resolved the conflict, and chuckled.
"You are right."
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..
When Gu Huan woke up, he was surrounded by strong alpha pheromones with the scent of wine, and he blinked his eyelashes slightly.
It's hard to imagine that I'm still alive.
"woke up?"
Gu Huan's whole body was stiff and he twitched his little finger, then he slowly sat up with an expressionless face.
He couldn't remember what happened afterwards, he only remembered that Chu Lin wanted to kill him.
But after waking up, he was holding a wine glass, enjoying the slightly spicy wine, as if everything that happened before was just a dream.
Gu Huan sat up straight, his hair hanging down to his waist, and said nothing.
Chu Xinglin tilted his head slightly, stared at Gu Huan with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
In the past, he particularly disliked long straight hair because his uncle had that hairstyle, and he felt disgusted when he saw a similar hairstyle. But Gu Huan was different. His long black hair was like the finest black satin, which suited him very well. While the other person was sleeping, he rubbed it a little, and it really felt good.
Unlike the smooth hair, he knew that the person in front of him was a hedgehog. His silence at this moment must be a plan of how to subdue him in an instant.
"Because the prince is in a very bad situation, we are on high alert. Even though you are the prince's friend, we have no choice but to test you. I am very sorry."
Chu Xinglin waited, but there was no reply. It was as if he was explaining to a mute puppet. Chu Xinglin didn't care. "This time you really hate me completely... Maybe you will hate me even more."
"While you were unconscious, my people performed a minor operation on you and implanted a small device in your heart." Chu Xinglin gestured with something the size of a fingernail.
"I think it's better for the two of us to get along harmoniously."
Chu Xinglin's words came to an abrupt end.
Because the person who had been sitting on the hospital bed and remained silent suddenly smiled. That noble and cold face, once he smiled, was like a god blessing all living things, but the words he spoke were far less dreamy than his appearance, like a god stepping down from the altar and becoming flesh and blood.
"You are quite smart. If you didn't have that device, you would be dead now." Gu Huan said coldly.
Chu Xinglin crossed her legs and said shamelessly.
"I'm afraid I can't die, but I am the dream of thousands of Omega, and the hope of the empire." When it comes to the hope of the empire, Chu Xingzheng also looked at Gu Yan deliberately, but Gu Yan did not respond to the word "hope", and continued. How about qi, how about "
Gu Huan didn't expect that even in such a situation, Chu Lin could still make a joke.
No longer looking at that alpha who had drunk a little alcohol and could smell the pheromone all over his body.
I also deleted the grappling methods such as choking that I had just imagined in my mind.
When he woke up this time, Gu Huan was actually somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, this time he just had a problem with his mental strength and was not really in heat.
He had no idea what the situation was like. If he went in heat towards an alpha who was ready to threaten his life, what would happen in the end? Just imagining it made him feel extremely embarrassed.
Gu Huan trembled his eyelashes, slightly closed his eyes, and said coldly, "Your leaving here is the greatest compensation to me. Don't worry, I won't interfere with your plan."
The man laughed shamelessly.
"How can that be possible? You are in such a bad condition that I cannot protect you. This is also the task that the old marshal has assigned to me."
Gu Huan twitched his mouth first.
My physical condition is even more problematic with you around.
Although he thought so, Gu Huan did not object, because he knew in his heart that the protection the other party mentioned was actually a disguised form of surveillance.
"I have already told Yueyang that I will follow you every day from now on." Seeing that he did not refute, Chu Xinglin became more demanding.
After Gu Huan fell into a coma, Yueyang was shocked to learn from Shanghe that Gu Huan had a mental turmoil. He kept blaming himself for not protecting Gu Huan well. He also heard from other guards that it was Brigadier General Chu Lin who carried the general into the infirmary. For a moment, his admiration for Brigadier General Chu Lin was like a surging river.
After hearing Chu Xinglin say that he wanted to protect Gu Huan closely, he shared Gu Huan's work plan with him without reservation.
Because he didn't know that the murderer was his savior, Yueyang sold out his own admiral.
Every day
Hearing Chu Lin say this, Gu Huan didn't know whether he was angry or scared, his whole body was trembling, his slender fingers tightly grasped the quilt, his originally pale cheeks showed a sickly blush, and he pursed his lips tightly.
Chu Xinglin knew from Gu Huan's expression that he must really want to "get out", but he was holding back because of the threat.
Thinking of that little device, Chu Xinglin slightly curled the corners of his lips.
In fact, it is just a mental sensing device. It is often used in the hospital. It is just to make it easier for Shang He to understand Gu Huan’s mental condition and avoid such a situation from happening again next time.