I Can Read Minds But Will Not Be Marked

Chapter 99

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The days have been relatively quiet these days, the base is not so busy, the two sometimes meet, but they stop there and do nothing else.

Lin Han listened to He Yunting's words very much. After the other party said those words, he obediently wore gloves, and he was careful not to let himself touch him in his behavior. He also wore tight clothes when hugging.

The two didn't mention it again for a few days, as if Lin Han wasn't curious at all, and quietly accepted the fact.

Back then, the people and research related to Gu Miao were completely destroyed by He Yunting, but some samples could not match the names, and there was still no way to find the oga who had been used as experimental objects but had not gone down.

And why did this experiment restart after three years, or are these oga remnants of the last time, just found and used again

However, the good news is that Xu Zhiheng has focused his energy on Qi Jiaze during this period of time, and his efforts have not been in vain. Qi Jiaze's recovery speed is getting faster and faster, and now he has reached a level where he can communicate with people normally very slowly.

Although his response was still slow, his words gradually became organized.

When He Yunting came to the laboratory, he saw Qi Jiamu, who was allowed to come to visit, was trying very hard to say something to his brother, while the other party was struggling to reply word by word.

He approached and heard Qi Jiaze say "Brother, I'm fine".

He saw that Qi Jiamu kept thanking Xu Zhiheng, he could hardly say anything other than thank you, and the other party smiled lightly, as if the hard work day and night during this period of time was not worth mentioning.

I can't say what I'm feeling. When he thought that if he hadn't stopped him three years ago, Lin Han might be in this situation now, He Yunting's heart tightened suddenly, and it was uncomfortable to block.

"Thank you." He finally opened his mouth and said something to Xu Zhiheng.

It was obvious that Xu Zhiheng was more concerned about He Yunting's thanks. His tired face recovered a little, but he could still see the day and night's tiredness: "It's nothing."

Xu Zhiheng paused, wondering if he remembered a certain boy who was abandoned in Proton Star, and glanced sideways at Qi Jiaze, who was trying to speak.

After a while, he stood up, as if he wanted to say something to He Yunting with emotion, and stretched out his hand to shake the other party, but He Yunting habitually ducked and took a step back to avoid it.

Seeing that He Yunting was still wary of him, Xu Zhiheng didn't feel embarrassed, and even smiled politely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for causing you to be misunderstood because of me and making you guard me."

He Yunting didn't speak, nor did he approach Xu Zhiheng again because of these words, but just nodded as understanding.

"By the way," He Yunting suddenly thought of something, "I have a question for Professor Xu."

Xu Zhiheng raised his head and waited for him to ask questions.

"Since you have researched this... Do you know when his glands were destroyed? Just infer it."

Xu Zhiheng didn't expect that he would ask this, and the expression on his face froze for a moment before he said, "It's been a few years."

"Preliminary estimates, at least two years."

"Thank you." He Yunting didn't ask any more questions and left the laboratory.

He originally wanted to go to the base, but it was getting late. Just as he was thinking about where to go, his communicator lit up.

Lin Han's voice sounded normal: "I'm off work, where are you?"

He Yunting told the truth.

"You... are you free?" Lin Han paused, "I want to use your aircraft."

The transportation in the core area is very convenient. If Lin Han suggested that he wanted to use the aircraft, he would most likely want to go to places outside the core area, just like the last time he went to the zoo in the Q area.

"Fairy Wood"

"Have."

He Yunting thought of the current situation of the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Will Lu Anhe send you, or I will come here myself."

"If you can come and accompany me." Lin Han said in a lighter tone, "Change clothes, don't wear military uniforms."

"it is good."

He Yunting didn't know that Lin Han came from such a place.

This is not the first time he has come to a civilian area, but it is the first time he has come here with a different mood than before.

"Today is my mother's death anniversary," Lin Han said naturally and calmly, "I want to come and see her."

"With you."

Lin Han was wearing gloves, and even through a layer of silk fabric, he could still feel the temperature of He Yunting's palm.

He pulled He Yunting off the aircraft, and the two walked around for a while before they came to Lin Han's mother's cemetery.

Even the cemetery in the civilian area is more primitive than the core area, and there are not many people who take care of it. As long as you buy it, you can bury it here, with countless people who used to be ordinary but alive.

There are no photos on the woman's tombstone, only the inscription with the date and the epitaph she wrote for herself early.

"—even from despair, with tenderness, hope, and love."

The above is the woman's delicate handwriting, and beside the text, there is a white rose that she loved most during her lifetime.

It will not wither, it is so quietly sealed in the tombstone of special material, quietly open, and accompanies her to sleep forever.

He Yunting watched that sentence and was silent for a long time.

But in the end, she still couldn't let go of her despair, and chose to leave after a long period of torment.

But fortunately, she still left her tenderness, hope, and love.

He Yunting's eyes were soft and he bowed deeply to her.

Lin Han bent his eyes and smiled, looked at his mother, and then at He Yunting.

He suddenly had an incredible feeling.

It was very strange, he would never have thought that he would bring He Yunting here.

As if he had a sense of ritual, when he saw He Yunting bowing deeply, he had a lot of things he wanted to tell him little by little.

It doesn't matter if He Yunting talks less, he can talk to him slowly.

"Mom said she didn't want to be buried in the core area." Lin Han said, "She said it was too crowded and too boring."

Some pampered young masters in the core area are usually used to calling him "mother", but Lin Han still has a little habit of the civilian area, and will call him "mother" smoothly.

He recalled little by little: "But she didn't stop me and let me get into the core area, saying that at least in that place, oga won't be crowded out too much and can live better."

"She told me to do whatever I want, go wherever I want, and don't have any regrets about anything." Lin Han raised his head, "Now think about it, it should be like this all the time."

I tried to use the armor, and after working hard, I found that my body really couldn't keep up, but in the end I still engaged in the job I liked, and I still have no regrets.

"Um."

He Yunting responded and looked at the face of the young man in front of him, almost the same as three years ago, still gentle and soft.

Fortunately he was fine.

Lin Han saw He Yunting raise his hand, as if he wanted to touch his face, but finally put it down because of heavy concerns.

He heard He Yunting say, "You can do whatever you want."

Lin Han's heart moved: "I'll take you to see where I used to live. It should still be there."

It is naturally not as organized as the core area, and even when there are few people, there will be idle betas staring at them, or more directly, some oga wearing baggy clothes leaning on the railing by the roadside, seeing people coming Tall and mysterious, he even wanted to chat up with a chuckle.

Fortunately, it was not far, and the two soon arrived at the house where Lin Han used to live.

Contrary to He Yunting's expectations, this is already a rare and good place in a civilian area.

The surrounding environment is not so bad. What is even more rare is that compared to the noisy group buildings, it is not as quiet as in the civilian area, but like the outer ring of the core area, and no one disturbs it.

"I don't come often, maybe once or twice a year." Lin Han said, "But the house was bought by my mother. I don't lack money, so I should keep it as a thought."

He Yunting remembered that Lin Han's mother had not actually gone out to make a living to support herself and her son since she came here, but she had no financial concerns in all aspects.

Although Lin Han only came here occasionally, he would ask someone to clean it regularly, so the house still looked neat and tidy.

"Next time, bring Gululu over to see. There is still a mecha model I collected when I was a child in the room. I don't know if it will like it." Lin Han picked up a model and said.

He seems to talk more than usual today, since he was a child, for example, he would cry inexplicably when he was studying for the first time, for example, he had been in a civilian area for so long, his mother was worried about Lin Han's safety and never let him He has traveled too far alone, and as long as he is free, he will take him with him.

"Am I quite squeamish?" Lin Han said with a half smile, "My mother never said that to me, but I always feel that I am quite squeamish."

"Maybe I haven't suffered much." He muttered to himself.

He Yunting listened to him quietly, his eyes very serious.

After a few minutes, Lin Han suddenly stopped, pursed his lips lightly, and called out the other party's name.

"He Yunting." Lin Han touched his face with his gloved hand, as if asking casually, "What you don't want to say is about me, the Burning Blood Project, or my mother."

"I can guess."

He Yunting was a little surprised, but in the end he didn't speak.

"In short, these are the things, right." Lin Han said calmly, "I suspected before that my conditions were clearly in line, why is there nothing at all."

"I didn't mean to speculate, but anyway..."

"I'm sure you won't forget me easily."

Lin Han raised his head to look at him, and even deliberately got closer, creating the illusion that he could only rely on He Yunting: "You said that the decision is in my hands. Then I want to know now, okay?"

"Is it okay?" Every time Lin Han said these four words, it was obviously a normal discussion, but He Yunting could always hear the meaning of coquettishness.

He saw that He Yunting's expression finally changed.

Before waiting for the other party to speak, Lin Han continued: "I know you definitely don't want to tell me. But you must know that I'm not the same as before."

Lin Han got closer, his breath brushed He Yunting's side face, close enough to bite the other's earlobe in one bite, and at the moment when his skin touched, he learned of all the dusty past.

"You won't leave me." Lin Han used affirmative sentences, as if he was just reminding himself that this will never change.

"So I couldn't help it," he said, wrapping his arms around the other's neck.

"I have no way to get along with you as I did before."

"I can't help but kiss you, and I can't control my desire to approach you."

"I can't help but keep touching you through a layer of gloves."

Lin Han's eyes seemed to be a little red. It wasn't that he didn't know what he might know next. He was actually so nervous that his palms were sweating. Fortunately, he was wearing gloves, so He Yunting couldn't find it.

"I know I'm useless, don't laugh at me."

"Tell me, okay?"

"Have you made up your mind?" He seemed to be hesitant, talking more than usual, and repeated what he said at the beginning, "All the decisions are in your hands."

Lin Han opened his eyes wide, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall out.

"If you can, I hope you never know that."

Always live in the cleanest world, always only face the sun.

He Yunting walked in front of Lin Han step by step, he was much taller than the other, and surrounded Lin Han in his own shadow.

He only looked down at Lin Han for a moment, then stretched out his hand, holding the back of the other's head with his five fingers, passing through his hair.

He Yunting was stupid before he regained his memory.

I don't even know how to talk to Lin Han well.

Not knowing that his inner voice had caused him a misunderstanding, he bluntly took Lu An and the snacks hidden in his aircraft over to please him, and tentatively asked himself if he was not angry anymore.

He wanted Lin Han not to cry, like when he just came back from Proton Star, he apologized at a loss, or subconsciously leaned over to kiss the other person's tears.

His own feelings are not rich. Most people have a cold and stereotyped impression of him. They think that years of polishing have turned him into a cold weapon. And sincerity never changes.

It's a pity that no one will come near him.

With his other hand, he took off the glove for Lin Han, and then firmly grasped Lin Han's five fingers.

He knew that the other party would see those pictures, but he didn't know how Lin Han would feel after seeing it.

Lin Han's hair was soft and soft, and He Yunting half-forcefully pressed Lin Han to his shoulder, so that his face was buried in his arms.

He said, "Cry."

The author has something to say: After all, it was still dragged to 521

When can I get back on my feet, sigh

Oh by the way, in order to compensate for my slowness recently, and to commemorate the 100th chapter soon, I asked my wife for a picture! Time to put it on vb to celebrate!

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