Lin Han was stunned for a while.
The other party seemed to be stiff even in the invitation gesture. After extending his hand, he stopped in mid-air, with no other movement, just waiting for his own response.
Everyone's eyes didn't dare to stay too long, even if some people had already begun to enviously guess who the invited person was.
The lights were still dim, but He Yunting's eyes were bright.
He Yunting was worthy of being from the army and was well-trained. Before Lin Han didn't respond, he kept this posture, not moving at all, as strict as if it was an important invitation.
Lin Han still looked at him.
But the question is...
Lin Han rarely participates in such occasions, let alone dancing or anything.
He will not.
And He Yunting seemed to be very patient. While waiting, as if afraid of Lin Han's concerns, he whispered, "You can put on gloves."
So three seconds later, a pair of still warm hands wearing white gloves touched He Yunting's palm.
"Okay." Lin Han said.
Lin Han thought a lot in a short period of time.
For example, what is the other person thinking now
If I don't wear gloves, will I hear a different sound
Or, if he refuses, will the general have the same glint in his eyes as when he wanted to shake hands with him last time in the repair room
But at last he thought, today is the general's birthday.
Lin Han's life was lackluster, but he still remembers every birthday with his mother.
He didn't know what He Yunting had experienced along the way, but he should be happy for his birthday.
So he said, okay.
He Yunting's hand suddenly gained a little weight.
The gloved fingers of the omega look almost delicate, even if it is the hand of a mecha master who has been in the research institute all day, installing, disassembling and designing various mechas.
But it looks a little small, He Yunting can wrap it firmly with one hand, and his wrist is also thin, as if to tell the person holding it that its owner should be taken care of like this.
He Yunting became cautious for no reason, because if the force was too heavy, the other party might be in pain.
Lin Han felt that the man in front of him was breathing a little heavier. He was about to raise his eyes when his hands fell on his waist.
Because Lieutenant Colonel Lu mentioned this issue wisely, the admiral was able to make up for some related skills in a short period of time, even if Lu Anhe said desperately after seeing his learning results, "I think Mr. Lin will give m2742 Re-write a program, and it all jumps better than you."
He Yunting raised his legs like a straight step, and the movements of his hands were like military drills... In short, they were stiff and unfamiliar.
In the end, He Yunting reluctantly learned something, and Lu Anhe even covered his face and said, "Otherwise, don't think about it, it would be good to invite Mr. Lin to join us."
He Yunting agreed at the time.
But when he waited for a long time until Lin Han appeared, all the preparations he had made before came to nothing.
Maybe the lights and music were so ambiguous that he thought he might regret it if he didn't.
He Yunting never hated regret.
Hate unknown troubles, hate powerlessness and unattainability.
Lin Han didn't break free from his hand, which made He Yunting breathe a sigh of relief.
As a result, he heard the omega approach him and said honestly, "But General, I won't."
He Yunting's hand on Lin Han's waist tightened.
If the clothes were thinner, Lin Han might feel a different warmth coming from the general's palm.
Fortunately, the dress was chosen by He Yunting himself, and the quality was good, so Lin Han didn't notice the sweat on his palms.
He Yunting froze for a while, then took Lin Han to the dance floor with the hand that held him, and said without changing his face, "It's okay, I will."
"I teach you."
Ever since He Yunting invited Lin Han in public, people have quietly wanted to look here from time to time.
But the light was too dim, and everyone didn't dare to look too blatantly, so they just thought that the two danced like they were different from the others.
The beat keeps up, but the action is always a little off.
How should I put it, the two of them jumped up and seemed too restrained.
Of course they didn't hear the whispers between the two.
Lin Han put his hand on He Yunting's shoulder and listened to the other party's instructions.
"Wait until the next beat and remember to follow me."
"… Oh."
Lin Han stepped on He Yunting's military boots.
A minute later, Lin Han learned the rhythm: "The General, should I now..."
Before the words "Should go back" were uttered, He Yunting stepped on Lin Han's foot.
"forward."
Step on your feet.
"Side."
Step on each other.
He Yunting's expression was still grim, but because of too many mistakes, he decided not to guide him, and the movements on his feet became very restrained.
And the smaller range of his movements will naturally affect the dance partner. Lin Han finally couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "General."
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"Can we just jump around a bit?"
"..." He Yunting looked at the hand in his palm and frowned, "It's okay... try again."
He felt the omega smile lightly.
"it is good."
Ten minutes later, the two finally gave up. He Yunting let go of the hand on each other's waist and walked to the side with Lin Han to sit down.
Speechless for a while.
The silver hair on his forehead seemed to be messed up again. He Yunting stared at the other people on the dance floor with a puzzled and icy expression on his face.
And Lin Han looked up and happened to see this look.
He could only see the profile of He Yunting's face. The other party's facial features could almost be said to be sharp and aggressive. The position of the brow bone always made the eyes darker, while the lines of the bridge of the nose and lips were still cold and hard. Of course, the most recognizable thing is his eyes.
But now these eyes are full of doubts, with a bit of resentment and dissatisfaction, as if they don't understand why others can dance so harmoniously, but I can't bear to look back.
Lin Han once again remembered the metaphor he once gave him.
Maybe it really looks like a child.
For a moment, he actually wanted to hear what the other party was thinking right now.
But soon he put that thought out, looked into those eyes, and said, "General."
He Yunting, who had never looked here, turned his face.
Lin Han smiled at him: "Happy birthday."
The expression on He Yunting's face changed subtly.
Lin Han didn't know how to describe it, the other party's expression was not even joyful, but an unexpected surprise.
It was as if no one had said these four words to him for a long time.
But soon, he saw that the corners of He Yunting's originally straight lips moved, as if he wanted to respond to him - with a smile.
He hadn't done this expression for a long time, He Yunting almost wanted to raise the corners of his mouth, but he was afraid that the expression would be too jerky and make Lin Han feel ugly, and he was a little hesitant.
"Admiral!" Someone else's voice came from the side.
The two looked at them together, and Wen Tianyao walked over with a smile: "Happy birthday, the supreme glory of the M Empire."
The corners of He Yunting's mouth that hadn't been able to lift became straight again, and he replied lightly, "Well."
"Then I'll give the general a toast," Wen Tianyao said nonchalantly, beckoning the waiter who brought the wine to come over, "I also wish Mr. Lin a good time tonight."
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The young waiter who was waiting came over.
But oddly, there was no wine on the tray.
Wen Tianyao showed a bit of displeasure on his face: "If you don't have any wine, you can take it and bring it back. You have to teach it?"
The waiter seemed to be in a daze and nodded, but there was no other movement.
The displeasure on Wen Tianyao's face became more and more obvious. Just as he was about to wave his hand and call for another, he found that the waiter looked strange and moved towards He Yunting.
He Yunting frowned.
Wen Tianyao also noticed something was wrong at this moment.
This waiter, as if he had never seen it before.
Wen Tianyao immediately spoke out—
The accident happened in an instant.
"Admiral!" He only had time to exclaim when he saw that the expressionless waiter took out a sharp knife from the bottom of the tray, which he had covered with his hands for a long time. Wen Tianyao wanted to grab the other party, but he was deftly avoided by this man. , Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the man held the knife and rushed towards He Yunting!
He Yunting's movements were quick, and he sensed the other party's intention in a flash. When the man was about to approach him, he grabbed the other party's wrist. The person who came came uttered a tragic cry--
But in the next second, the waiter, who knew that the assassination failed, still didn't let go of his hand holding the dagger. He made a strange "hoho" sound in his throat, and even endured the severe pain restrained by He Yunting and leaned forward, committing suicide. Aim your heart on the tip of the knife!
Lin Han only saw a sharp blade flashing with coldness, slashing in front of his eyes, and the murderer was about to commit suicide in front of everyone——
At this moment, He Yunting grabbed Lin Han with his left hand, turned him over and turned his back to him, preventing Lin Han from facing the scene he was about to see, but probably because he was too hasty, Lin Han's glove was held back by him. Pulled, it was dragged to the ground.
Lin Han closed his eyes subconsciously after a muffled sound of a sharp blade piercing his flesh.
Because the moment He Yunting touched his palm, the other party's cool voice sounded in his ear.
Don't look.