The adjutant opened the car door for Rein and asked, "Sir, are you going back to the camp or the mansion?"
"Mansion." Rin sat in the back seat, his dark eyes pierced through the car window and landed in the distance where there was no end in sight.
The car was driving fast on the road, and the inside of the car was dead silent. The adjutant who acted as the driver felt an invisible pressure. Usually, he would chat with the officer a few words, but now he has no courage to speak.
At this moment, Rein suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
The adjutant was startled, but his excellent quality still made him react immediately, parked the car smoothly and quickly on the side of the road, while vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation.
"Sir, what happened?" the adjutant asked.
Rein didn't answer, his eyes were completely attracted by the figure that appeared across the road.
He was wearing a navy blue casual jacket with a white shirt and fitted black trousers, which framed his slender legs. He held a bunch of flowers in full bloom like flames in his hand, which reflected his gentle smile, turned into a bright color, and broke into his gray line of sight.
Where he passed, the buildings, flowerbeds, signs on the roadside... Everything seemed to have been injected with vitality and became colorful.
Rein stepped out of the car uncontrollably and looked at the meandering rainbow in the distance, then he took steps and chased away obsessively.
"Sir." The adjutant shouted eagerly.
"You go back first, don't follow." Lein had already walked a long way after leaving this sentence.
There was traffic on the road, and pedestrians on the street went back and forth, but there was only the color in front of Rein's eyes. Follow him step by step, regardless of the passage of time or the change of environment, everything around him becomes quiet and peaceful, as if it will never end.
There was a faint fragrance in the air. Rein thought it was the fragrance of flowers, and then realized that it was the smell of pheromones on his body. Sweetness, enthusiasm, tenderness... Each one made him nostalgic.
I don't know how long it took, the young man in front suddenly froze, then quickened his pace and rushed to the door of a shopping mall. There was an alpa pulling an ega, his movements were a bit rude, and the expression on his face was extremely bad.
The beautiful atmosphere was instantly broken, and Rhine returned to the noisy world.
"Father and mother." Shang Ke reached out to block the alpa's arm pulling Jiva, and asked in a cold voice, "Uncle Jera, what are you doing?"
Jera, the younger brother of Fillmore's father, has always had ulterior motives for Jiva. It's just that due to his big brother's power, he didn't dare to take any practical action.
"Phil, you're here." Seeing his child, Jiva immediately showed a happy smile on his face.
"Father, he bullied you?" Shang Ke stared at Jera coldly.
Without waiting for Jiva to speak, Jera first defended: "Who said I bullied him? I just saw that he was carrying something and wanted to help him."
"Really? That's really misunderstanding uncle, I'm sorry." Shang Ke said in a flat tone, "Let me leave this kind of thing to me. Uncle is busy with business, so we won't waste your time."
Jera smirked a few times and walked away wisely.
Shang Ke is now a quasi-major (he was promoted to colonel before his death), and Jera didn't dare to offend him.
Seeing the unsightly person leave, Shang Ke stuffed the flower in his hand into Jiva's arms, then took the shopping bag from his hand, put it on his shoulder and said, "Mom and father, let's go, I'll accompany you around. visit."
"Okay." Jiva was very happy.
Jera walked towards her car with a gloomy face, completely oblivious to the two icy eyes staring at him not far away.
There is no such person in Lain's memory, so he must not be an important person.
It was the ega named Jiva that impressed Rein because he had been in contact with Jiva's husband several times. At the same time, he also remembered the name of the young man—Filmer.
A few years ago, Fillmore, as a military calibration graduate, was sent to Via City to participate in the graduation trial, but he was besieged by the Zerg. In the case of losing the commander of the commander, this man gave an order in danger, fought bravely, and held the position for several days and nights until the reinforcements arrived, saving the lives of tens of thousands of people.
Later, he personally ordered this person to be pulled into his own system. However, more things could not be remembered. He can foresee the future of most of the people around him, but Fillmore's memory is very vague.
Rein continued to follow behind them, silently watching him and Jiva talking and laughing, a faint envy and... inexplicable jealousy arose in his heart.
After shopping, Shang Ke accompanies Jiva to eat at the restaurant.
Lain was sitting in the corner a dozen meters away from them, and this position was just right to see the front of Shang Ke.
There is an indescribable vitality in his handsome face, his high-spirited expression, and his gestures. The blurred image in Rhein's mind gradually became clear, becoming a more real and full-bodied existence.
After dinner, Shang Ke declined the invitation to go home for the night, took Jiva into the car, and waved goodbye to him.
Lein paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant, but the food on the table didn't move at all.
It was already dark outside, and the surrounding lights were flickering. Two figures, one after the other, walked quietly in the street.
Lain didn't understand why he didn't take the initiative to say hello, as if he was afraid of something, and would rather be a stalker with a disgraced identity and silently follow his footsteps.
At this moment, the communicator on his body rang.
Rhine opened it casually, and the voice of the adjutant immediately came from inside: "Sir, where are you now? Do you need a subordinate to pick you up?"
Rein glanced at the time, only to realize that more than 6 hours had passed.
"No, I'll go back by myself." After finishing the call, when Rein raised his eyes again, the figure had disappeared from sight.
Rein's heart suddenly tightened, feeling a burst of panic, and quickly walked through the crowd, looking for the figure of that person everywhere.
There was a faint fragrance in the air, like a warm wind, gently soothing Rein's restless emotions.
Rein stopped and quietly felt the source of this fragrance.
After a while, he opened his eyes, and the dark world became colorful again. The figure that disappeared just now reappeared in his sight.
The distance between the two gradually shortened as the other took the initiative to approach. The dream that Rein was afraid of breaking became reality at this moment.
"Major General, what a coincidence, are you also shopping?" Shang Ke stared at the man in front of him, his eyes flashing with joy.
Just now, he noticed that this man's pheromone was so clear and strong even in the crowd with mixed breaths. So, he went back and found his location exactly.
Rein moved his lips slowly and called out his name: "Phil..."
Shang Ke noticed his hesitation and anxiety, and felt a little strange in his heart.
Today's Lein, when he is in high spirits, why does he show such a vicissitudes and gloomy atmosphere? And with their relationship, even if they don't show their affection in public, they shouldn't be so unfamiliar.
His expression seemed to be both familiar and unfamiliar to him, and there was a stiffness that he didn't know how to get along with.
Shang Ke just backtracked and didn't understand the situation, so he didn't rashly express his doubts.
He smiled and suggested: "Since you have met, let's go shopping."
Lane nodded.
The two walked side by side, and Shang Ke talked about various street market anecdotes easily and naturally. From time to time, he would buy some small things, and then shove them into Lain's hands or pockets.
Rein just watched, listened, and ate, keeping him close without defense.
It seems that he has not felt this way for a long time, as if he has experienced several lifetimes of loneliness, and it is hard to find this lost warmth.
"It's so late?" Shang Ke looked at the time, then said to Lein, "Shall I take you back?"
"Yeah." Rein agreed, "Let's go back together."
The so-called going back together means staying overnight.
Shang Ke sent people to the door, and he was "invited" into his mansion.
After spending an hour or two together, Shang Ke found that Lain had indeed changed. In the past, Rein was sharp-edged and full of fighting spirit; today's Rein, majestic and restrained, also reveals a subtle melancholy and dangerous deepness.
After taking a shower, Shang Ke found that Lein was sitting in the living room drinking.
While wiping his hair, he walked up to him and sat down, asking, "By the way, my lord, didn't you hear about new assignments? Why haven't you been notified?"
"That transfer mission?" Rein looked at his wet hair and replied, "I refused."
Shang Ke moved for a while, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You refused, why?"
This mission is his death journey, and he is not ready to counterattack, so Rein has already strangled the danger in the cradle first
Could it be... He was also reborn
But if he is really reborn, why is his attitude towards himself so strange? Neither familiar nor defensive, neither actively approached nor distant.
Also, drinking at night was a habit that Lain never had before. Especially when he was around, he rarely drank alcohol.
"I don't know, I just don't think this task can be taken up." Rein took a sip from the wine glass, and his movements were extremely natural.
"Drinking at night hurts your stomach, can I cook something for you?" Shang Ke put down the towel, got up and walked to the kitchen.
Rein leaned lazily on the sofa, two deep eyes, always following his figure.
It wasn't until the smell of food came from the kitchen that Rein felt hungry. Today I walked with Shang Ke for several hours, and I haven't eaten much. At this time, under the stimulation of the fragrance of rice, my stomach immediately roared.
Shang Ke took out the food and placed it directly on the coffee table in front of the sofa. It's already late at night, so it's not that important.
Rein put down the wine glass, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate. His movements of eating, upholding the demeanor of a soldier, are as neat and neat as the autumn wind sweeping leaves.
The living room was quiet, except for the slight sound of Rein's bowls and chopsticks colliding.
After he finished eating, Shang Ke stared at him silently for a moment, and then whispered, "Lin."
"Um?"
"You... weeping?"