He Yunting looked at him.
The omega seems to be really weak in physical strength. When he ran over, he was in a hurry. He could only pant with his mouth open. His face was also reddish with uneven breath, and his eyes were very bright, like the pure and precious obsidian of the empire.
He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to help Lin Han, but he was afraid that his movements would be too abrupt, and in the end he could only continue to keep his face straight, only a little bit of worry was revealed in his blue eyes.
But he understood that Lin Han must have something to say when he suddenly came to him, he walked over and closed the door of the command room, and confirmed that he had not turned on the communicator to communicate with the outside world, and then said to Lin Han, "What? thing."
He didn't ask Wen Tianyao in the first place, nor did he say "um" or "believe".
The word "believe" hardly ever appeared in He Yunting's life.
Compared with this somewhat ethereal and uncertain emotion, command and mission are the words engraved in his life.
In the base, he was the decider and the one who gave orders. Even though Lu Anhe had been with him the longest, he could relax a little when it came to calling him or certain things, but he was never half-hearted.
Like most people in the base, his words are orders, no one will object, and no one can disobey.
As for facing the empire, whether royal or commoner, he has always been loyal and persevering, and has no other emotions.
He has always been straight, and Lu Anhe would sometimes say that compared to ordinary people, he lacked a lot of things.
Therefore, He Yunting didn't quite understand what the word meant, and he was naturally strict, so he couldn't answer yes or no immediately.
Even so, when he looked at the person in front of him, something higher than reason came to his mind, and he hardly wanted to think about it. He wanted to say "Yes" and "I believe in you" immediately.
But he can't.
The people mentioned by the other party have high status, even if he doesn't like Wen Tianyao, he cannot deny the fact that he will inherit the empire in the future.
Rather than allegiance to the royal family, he prefers allegiance to the country as a whole.
Lin Han saw that He Yunting's eyes changed and changed, and he reorganized his language.
There was such an unreasonable moment, he wanted to tell him that he had supernatural powers, as long as he reached out and touched someone, he would know what the other person was thinking at the moment.
If He Yunting didn't believe it, he would grab his hand and read out the other party's feelings at the moment.
But he can't.
Such an indifferent and noble person, he knew his feelings without permission.
Not to mention how He Yunting would feel after knowing those thoughts he had in the past, it doesn't count, he actually read out the words in his heart as if he wanted to be executed—
This is undoubtedly like stripping all his pride a little bit, and then stepping on his feet.
Lin Han looked at the other party's blue eyes, and suddenly had many unbearable feelings.
"I said..." Lin Han said in a different way, "I can tell the general something. As for whether or not to believe it, it is up to the general to decide."
The gun He Yunting gave him last time is still on his body. Since He Yunting said that day, Lin Han began to deliberately not use "you" in his words, sometimes replacing "you" with "general" .
In order to convince He Yunting, Lin Han could only make things a little more serious.
"His Royal Highness came to me before, more than once," Lin Han didn't lie, but remained calm. "Before he came today, I heard what he said on the communicator at work."
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He Yunting listened quietly, his eyes focused.
"To be honest, I have thought about whether he did the assassination at the last dinner party," Lin Han said, "I said before that I wanted to help the general, so I started to pay attention. He came to me today, and he didn't care about me. Stop mentioning you."
Lin Han saw He Yunting raised his eyebrows, but still kept his lips tightly closed.
"I can't tell the general about some of the process, but I can vouch for my professionalism and my life - what I say next is true."
"His Royal Highness found me, including..." Lin Han just wanted to say, including what he said to you and I was a lie, but he quickly realized that if he said this, it meant admitting the fact that he was pretending to be asleep. He touched his teeth with his tongue before changing the sentence, "Including his position."
"He's not like the general, he's not neutral... I hear he's been in contact with Mr. Roche."
He Yunting's expression suddenly froze.
"The assassination may not really have anything to do with him, because his purpose—" Lin Han took a breath, paused for a while, and continued, a little embarrassed, "He wants to use me to get close to the general, he thinks... You are more concerned about me, and as long as you persuade me to have a close relationship with you, you can start with me and let you... let the general go to Mr. Luo Qi's side."
Lin Han's words were rarely stumbling. After all, in Wen Tianyao's heart, he and He Yunting were almost a sure-fire pair.
He tried to add a few more sentences, and reluctantly told He Yunting all the information he heard from Wen Tianyao.
Lin Han actually only knew something about these two factions in the parliament, so he didn't know the deep relationship, but in any case, he still wanted to tell the other party everything he could hear.
If he didn't have this ability, things were really as Wen Tianyao planned, and He Yunting was no longer neutral, what would happen to the political situation, whether it would be good or bad for the empire... He didn't know.
After Lin Han finished speaking, he calmed his breath: "This is all I know. I don't know what this information will do to the general, but if I don't tell you, I will feel even more embarrassed."
"It's up to the general to believe it or not, I just wanted to tell you that fact."
He Yunting moved his fingers and walked towards Lin Han.
"I see," he said. "I'll think about it."
There is no direct belief, and no direct disbelief.
It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed, but Lin Han still smiled and bowed to He Yunting.
"Then I'm leaving." Lin Han stood up straight and looked at He Yunting.
The other party did not respond, and after two seconds, he hesitated.
"Then, did he hurt you?"
Lin Han was stunned for a moment, and soon learned who that "he" was from He Yunting's words.
He wanted to ask himself if Wen Tianyao had hurt him or threatened him when he approached him.
Lin Han felt a little warmth in his heart, and He Yunting's loss of trust was slightly dissipated. He raised his head and smiled at him: "No."
"Then I'm leaving." Lin Han said again.
He Yunting didn't stop him this time and stood where he was.
But when he reached the door and stopped again, this time it was Lin Han.
Unable to say anything, Lin Han suddenly recalled the scene where He Yunting awkwardly wanted to shake hands with him when he left this place.
At that time, He Yunting, as always, said "Goodbye Mr. Lin" twice, just wanting to shake his hand.
Lin Han turned around.
He Yunting held the coat that Lin Han returned to him in his hand, and didn't make a sound, as if he didn't know whether it should be the same as last time.
Inexplicable emotions were at play. This time, there was obviously no reason to read minds, and He Yunting didn't say anything, but Lin Han still took two steps forward and stretched out his hand: "Then, goodbye general."
Lin Han was actually a little scared, what would happen if He Yunting refused this time, would he be embarrassed.
However, He Yunting didn't give Lin Han a chance to think about this, he quickly covered it with his big hand and said, "Goodbye."
I should have believed Mr. Lin.
Hearing this sentence, Lin Han was stunned for a moment, but did not draw his hand out immediately.
So he heard another sentence.
So Mr. Lin couldn't chat with him.
He obviously also referred to Wen Tianyao.
The second stage of the selection has officially ended, and it is another round of cruel elimination. Now the rest are basically the best among the people, with excellent mental and physical strength.
And the alpha named Qi Jiamu is still at the top of the list, and has a big gap with the second place.
The third stage is the actual measurement of the mecha, and batches of mechas are allocated to these pilots who have passed the two rounds of selection to start a new test.
Different from the virtual cabin in the first stage of physical strength and the second stage, all the training in the third stage is real training, so the risk is not small and the consumption is huge.
At this stage, Lin Han is also the busiest, and needs to be debugged and trimmed frequently. Sometimes, depending on the batch of mechas, new data will be temporarily re-entered into the system according to the pilot's mental strength, and then submitted to the system after calculation and testing. to the pilot.
So Lin Han was on the training ground one day and saw the legendary best alpha in this batch, Qi Jiamu.
His mental power is ss, which is already very high, and the mecha randomly assigned to him is from the previous batch. Lin Han will use Qi Jiamu's mental power sample to make a little transformation.
"Hello, Mr. Lin." Qi Jiamu looked very young. Even though he seemed very firm during training, he still had a youthful air when he communicated with people.
He was very polite and gave Lin Han a sample of his mental power: "Mr. Lin hard."
Lin Han nodded to him and said "no", then started to work.
Since many recruits had been glued to Lin Han before, after being recorded and deducted points, no one dared to peek at him this time, all of them were not looking sideways, ready to train.
When He Yunting walked into the training ground, he saw this scene with satisfaction.
Since it was a real training and it was the first day, as the commander, he did not stay in the command room, but followed Lu An and patrolled these reserve pilots who entered the third round.
He Yunting knew the list, and he scanned them one by one and found nothing unusual.
The training ground began to announce various notes for the third round.
Lin Han moved quickly, and when he had finished handling the system and got out of the mecha, He Yunting was standing right in front of him.
It was two days before the last time I saw him, Lin Han politely greeted He Yunting without disturbing him, and went back to work by himself.
Because of the complicated tasks in the third stage, Lin Han's room is still a little far from the current training ground. In order to facilitate the summoning, he did not choose to go back, but stayed in the operation room in the training ground to observe whether these mechas had any strange.
Lin Han was really busy today, so he didn't have time to talk to He Yunting. He just kept running around the training ground and the operating room. If there was a situation, he would go down to check, and come back after he had dealt with it.
It was not until all the training for today was completed that Lin Han walked back to the operating room, ready to take today's work records and go back to rest.
He opened the door and saw He Yunting, who should have gone back, sitting on a chair with a nutritional supplement in his hand.
Seeing Lin Han coming, He Yunting didn't say much, but handed him the things in his hand.
"Thank you." The nutritional supplement was indeed unscrewed. Lin Han thanked He Yunting without any effort.
He Yunting's expression remained unchanged.
After that day, Wen Tianyao didn't come back, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't mention it at the same time.
Lin Han was okay, he was too busy these days to take care of it, not to mention that before he left that day, he also heard the words "should believe" in the other person's heart.
This is enough.
But He Yunting didn't.
He has been in a strange tangle for the past two days.
He knew that he couldn't rashly say what he believed in Lin Han, but since he didn't say it that day, he couldn't find a way to open up the subtle silence between the two.
Lin Han ran out of nutrients and prepared to go back to his room.
"General, I'll go first." He didn't know what He Yunting was thinking at this time, so he said to He Yunting.
The other side nodded.
The atmosphere between the two became weird.
Lin Han looked at He Yunting who said nothing, and always felt that he was a little strange for two days.
After all, he couldn't see anything if he didn't read his mind, but his intuition told him that He Yunting was not right.
It seemed that he wanted to talk to himself, but in the end he stopped talking because of his clumsiness.
He originally rejected passively hearing other people's voices, so he always wore gloves.
But He Yunting was different, even if Lin Han had no idea what the other party was thinking every time - he would not feel uncomfortable.
Lin Han's mind moved.
Might as well try.
"General." Lin Han said to He Yunting hesitantly, "Do you still want to shake hands today?"
It is estimated that no one will believe it. A mecha who deals with a pile of cold metals and complicated programs all day, and an imperial general who never smiles and does not speak, is now asking face-to-face if they want to shake hands.
Although the picture is strange, it is harmonious.
He Yunting seemed to be reluctant to admit it directly, his face was sullen, he didn't know what to think, but he didn't refuse directly, just looked at Lin Han.
Lin Han gave birth to a strange idea that he was coaxing this person out of thin air.
The word "coax" itself is very strange and abrupt when used in this context.
But when he saw He Yunting's expression, he couldn't help but think so.
Without being emotional, Lin Han walked up to He Yunting, looked at the man sitting on the chair, and stretched out his hand just like the last time they said goodbye.
"General," he said with a smile, his voice was light and fast, which inexplicably reminded He Yunting of the purple tulips in his manor that had not yet opened, always giving people a light and comfortable pleasure, "Give me your hand."
He Yunting's expression changed subtly, even though he still looked cold and unapproachable, he still listened to Lin Han's words and did as he was told.
His hands were large and warm, and even though they had thick calluses over the years of training, they had a reassuring touch that was different from others.
The young man smiled lightly, but his eyebrows and eyes were gentle. His fingers were slender and white, and they landed on He Yunting's palm.
At this moment, he suddenly had an impulse.
Lin Han's fingertips had a touch of coolness, and the moment he touched He Yunting's palm, he said, "If I say, I can read minds, and I know all the thoughts of the general... Do you believe it?"
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