By the time he went to bed, Qi Yan still hadn't gotten a definite answer from Lu Fenghan.
Lu Fenghan only replied that he would be able to feel it later.
After taking a shower, Qi Yan changed into the black robe she bought on Mikonos and chatted with Po Jun: "General, why didn't you tell me directly?"
Pojun answered without hesitation: "Maybe I'm shy."
The strands of hair on his forehead were wet, and Qi Yan paused while buttoning his shirt: "Are you shy?"
"Of course, shyness is a trait of human character. As a human being, the general is also shy."
Logically, there is nothing wrong with this sentence, but... Qi Yan has a hard time connecting Lu Fenghan with the word "shy".
However, although he was curious about the answer, he would not get to the bottom of it. Since Lu Fenghan said that he would be able to feel it later, it must be the case.
Po Jun found another example to support his point of view: "Research has shown that shyness has a certain genetic inheritance. The general's father, General Lu Jun, is a shy person. In Chenxi Star, the general often chats with me unilaterally in order to avoid losing his language communication ability due to a long period of inactivity.
The chat mentioned that when General Lu Jun took office as the Alliance Major General, he had to go on stage to give a speech. When he went on stage, although his face was normal and his expression was firm, his neck was actually red. After I left Dawn Star, I looked for relevant footage and found that what the general said was true.
Qi Yan leaned on the pillow, thinking of the sculpture of General Lu Jun in the Sky Diamond Square, and what Lu Fenghan said when facing the "preaching" of the bard: "If the protection level of Lu Jun's starship is the same as it is now, the rebels' cannon will not be able to kill him."
Po Jun: "The general also said that he learned this pretentiousness from his father."
A smile flashed in Qi Yan's eyes.
He suddenly became curious: "Did the general mention me?"
He was a little curious about what he looked like in Lu Fenghan's description.
"No, the general once asked me if I wanted to know what kind of person you are. I really wanted to know, but the general wouldn't tell me." Po Jun analyzed again, "I think this is due to the psychological phenomenon of biological possessiveness."
Although they were talking about Lu Fenghan, Qi Yan felt his ears getting slightly hot.
I pulled the quilt and thought, this emotion should be what Pojun just said - shyness
Unable to sleep, Qi Yan called up the virtual screen of his personal terminal, sorted out the data of "Mirage" again, and finally opened the White Tower intranet and changed the status of this project to completed.
I rubbed my dry eyes and looked at the time. It was already 3:30 in the morning.
Not sure if it was because of the gradual reduction in medication, Qi Yan felt a chill in his heart that couldn’t be warmed up no matter what he did. He tossed and turned, feeling a little restless and uneasy.
There was no sign of sleep in his open eyes, so he asked hesitantly, "Is the general asleep?"
"The General has been asleep for one hour and thirty-five minutes."
After listening to this, Qi Yan thought, if he went over now and made little noise and took up only a little space, it shouldn't wake Lu Fenghan up, right
Two minutes later, the door of Lu Fenghan's room slid open quietly. Because Pojun was controlling the speed, there was no unnecessary movement.
Qi Yan’s new slippers have soft soles, so you can’t hear your footsteps when you walk.
In order to make it easier to pray, Pojun also turned on the lights - to the dimmest setting, which would never wake anyone up.
After standing at the end of the bed and observing for a while, Qi Yan tiptoed to put his pillow next to the bed, spread out a thin quilt, and lay down on it.
The lights went out and the air in the enclosed space became quiet.
Qi Yan typed to Po Jun through his personal terminal: "Thank you for your cooperation."
"You're welcome."
After typing only a few words, Qi Yan's eyelids felt heavy.
Lu Fenghan was like a source of heat in the ice and snow. As long as you got close to him, your limbs would be warm and you would no longer feel the severe cold.
Po Jun typed another line of text: "Your brows relaxed, and your mood suddenly changed from anxious to stable."
Qi Yan was stunned and found that it was exactly as Po Jun said.
Po Jun: "In three minutes, your emotions changed too quickly, like you took illegal drugs."
Qi Yan replied: “Half.”
Pojun replied with a "?"
Prayer: "Half of the contraband."
After saying good night to Pojun, Qi Yan took a deep breath slowly within the range of Lu Fenghan's breath, curled up his body and closed his eyes.
It really is like... an addiction, he thought.
Even he himself could not explain the logic of his behavior.
Originally, he only planned to occupy a small space on the bed, but within a few minutes, when Qi Yan was about to fall asleep, Lu Fenghan turned over, put his arm around his waist, and hugged Qi Yan.
Lu Fenghan's bearded chin rubbed his forehead twice.
Qi Yan guessed that it should be famous.
It doesn't hurt much though.
After making sure that Lu Fenghan was not awake, Qi Yan could no longer hold on in this position and fell asleep.
Lu Fenghan woke up according to his biological clock.
I realized something was wrong as soon as I opened my eyes.
There is someone in my arms.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Qi Yan's hair was disheveled, his eyelashes were drooping, and his breathing was steady, obviously he was sleeping soundly.
He wanted to press his forehead, but was afraid that the movement would be too big and wake the person up, so he had to lie quietly and try to recall what happened last night.
He then made sure that there was no error in his memory. After sending Qi Yan back to his room, he went back to his room to process a batch of documents, and then fell asleep after finishing them.
There were no prayers on the bed at that time.
Po Jun spoke through the built-in communicator: "Good morning, General. You have ushered in a new dawn."
Before Lu Fenghan could ask, Pojun explained sympathetically, "At 3:37 a.m. last night, the Chief raided your boudoir."
Lu Fenghan understood.
Qi Yan couldn't sleep until 3:30 last night, so he came to see him.
But where did Pojun learn this strange wording
Looking carefully at the person beside the pillow, he found that Qi Yan's forehead was slightly red, as if it had been rubbed by something.
Lu Fenghan controlled his movements, got up carefully, walked into the bathroom barefoot, closed the door, and made sure that his words would not disturb Qi Yan before he spoke: "What's wrong with Qi Yan's forehead?"
Pojun: "You rubbed it with your stubble."
"… "
Lu Fenghan was silent for three seconds, then ordered, "Write this down, and remind me to clean my stubble next time."
Pojun: "Okay, General."
After washing his face, Lu Fenghan wiped the water stains off his face with a towel while asking, "Where did you learn the words 'night raid' and 'boudoir'?"
Pojun answered honestly: "From the novel I read recently."
Lu Fenghan was speechless for a rare moment, and finally gave a perfunctory compliment: "You have quite a wide range of interests."
Pojun took this as a compliment: "Thank you."
As a considerate AI, Pojun reminded: "General, we will have a meeting with Odin this morning, so you need to dress formally."
After putting on his military uniform, Lu Fenghan had to take out his tie from the closet that hadn't seen the light of day for eight hundred years.
After tying the knot twice, Lu Fenghan signaled Pojun to find a tie-tying tutorial on the Star Network, but this time the artificial intelligence was not smart and failed to understand Lu Fenghan's needs.
Qi Yan woke up at this time.
He was half asleep and noticed that Lu Fenghan was not there, so he sat up and looked around.
The belt of the nightgown was tied tightly, but the collar was open and slipped to one side, revealing the cold white shoulder and obvious collarbone on the right side.
It is both jade-colored and porcelain-like.
After crawling a few steps on his knees on the bed, Qi Yan stopped at the edge of the bed, knelt down and said to Lu Fenghan, "Come here."
The voice is slightly hoarse.
Although he didn't know what Qi Yan wanted to do, Lu Fenghan took the lead and stood over as he said.
Qi Yan's hair was messy from sleeping, and his eyes were half closed, looking not quite awake. He straightened his back, grasped Lu Fenghan's tie with both hands, and tied a knot very skillfully.
After making sure his tie was tied, Qi Yan moved back to where he had just slept, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Lu Fenghan was left alone, standing by the bed for a long time.
In the command room, people were sitting around the conference table, all dressed neatly.
After Lu Fenghan entered the room, he looked around and his eyes first fell on Mei Jielin's tie: "Can't tie a knot?"
Mei Jie Lin howled, "There's no course teaching this in the First Military Academy! I even asked a few people to teach me, and every one of them said 'I can do it', but when they really got the hang of it, no one could do it! This is just a tutorial I found temporarily, so you'll have to make do with it!"
Turning his attention to Du Shang, Lu Fenghan pointed out: "Your tie is tied crookedly."
Duchamp: "It's not easy to direct to be able to bring the two sides together!"
Wei Yin also complained: "Why do we have to have a meeting so early and dress so formally?"
The face of the expeditionary force has always been held by Deputy Commander Erich. It is Erich who answers reporters' questions and attends meetings, and it is rarely their turn.
Anyway, even if the whole army is sloppy and out of shape, as long as Erich's image supports it, the expeditionary force's external image will be fine.
Lu Fenghan pulled out a chair and sat down: "If you want to reason, go find General Nie. This is a semi-public military meeting for external publicity. Your faces will be processed and your appearance will not be made public, but only your faces will be processed."
Mei Jielin: "I understand. Everything is for the sake of the expeditionary army's reputation?"
After saying this, she saw that the conductor pressed his tie deliberately, seemingly naturally.
Only then did I realize that Lu Fenghan's tie was tied exceptionally well.
Mei Jielin propped her chin on her hand: "Commander, who tied your tie?"
Lu Fenghan's mouth twitched suspiciously, but his smile was incomplete. He only asked back, "Can't I tie it myself?"
Mei Jie Lin rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, we are all on the same level!"
After she said this, everyone present looked at Lu Fenghan's tie.
The goal has been achieved. Lu Fenghan kept a tense expression, tapped the table with his fingers, and ordered Pojun: "Connect to Odin Star and have a meeting." He also reminded the people present, "Sit up straight, understand?"
The crowd said weakly: "Understood, we promise to complete the task..."
On the other side, Qi Yan slept until nine o'clock. Elisa just sent him a test questionnaire. He put a pillow behind him and filled in the answers. Pojun also called in a medical robot to test the secretion levels of various hormones and chemicals in his body.
According to Eliza, "emotion" is not an object but a "feeling" that cannot be accurately quantified and often needs to be based on subjective feelings. She can only use auxiliary means to detect whether the impact of drug reduction is being reduced in an orderly manner.
On this issue, except for some special situations, Qi Yan was not very anxious. He analyzed that it was probably because Lu Fenghan had never put any pressure on him.
Lu Fenghan never said or expressed "You must recover quickly" or "What if you can't recover".
Qi Yan even felt that losing his emotions was just like coughing or catching a cold, not strange or serious.
He is not an outlier in the crowd.
Qi Yan spoke without any context: "The general is fine."
Po Jun continued: "I like the general, too."
Qi Yan was touched by a certain word in this sentence, and a trace of panic rarely appeared on his usually cold brows.
At this time, Pojun added: "I like you, too."
His heartbeat, which had suddenly accelerated, calmed down again. Qi Yan picked up his quilt and pillow, opened the door and went back to his room.
The meeting lasted almost a whole morning and soon became the front page headline of the Leto Daily. The photo of the expeditionary force took up a large frame, and Mei Jielin sighed: "The highlight of my life, old - no, I have never sat so dignified!"
At this time, she had no idea where she had thrown her tie. She was wearing her coat and had her shirt sleeves rolled up, looking like a big sister collecting protection money on a planet with poor public security.
Wei Yin also leaned over to take a look: "It's true. From the photos, we all look well-mannered and well-dressed! It's worth it that I got up twenty minutes early to tie my tie!"
Hearing the word "tie", Mei Jie Lin remembered: "Where is the commander?"
kitchen.
The kitchen on the command ship was set up for the commander-in-chief and the captain. It had nothing to do with privileges. It was only because this group of people often missed the meal times in the cafeteria. In order to prevent the commander-in-chief and the captain from starving to death, a kitchen was set up and some kitchen utensils and canned raw materials were stuffed into it.
However, over the years, the kitchen utensils have remained as clean as new, only the nutritional supplements have been replaced batch after batch.
Mei Jielin once said: "My life is given by nutrients!"
Lu Fenghan is making noodles.
Yesterday, Vincent took a leave of absence from the ship, and Lu Fenghan specially asked him to go to Mikonos and buy a lot of star flower mushroom powder.
Following the instructions, he kneaded the dough and put it into the machine to press the noodles. Lu Fenghan said, "It's not that difficult."
The water in the pot had already begun to boil. Lu Fenghan threw the thin noodles into the pot and asked Pojun: "High heat or low heat?"
Pojun replied: "According to the tutorial, it should be a small fire."
Lu Fenghan searched for a while and finally found the gear to adjust the fire.
Lu Fenghan stared at the countdown projected in the air with great patience. After staring for a while, he smiled again: "I'm not this focused even when I'm staring at the missile thruster warm-up countdown."
Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "I was not as shocked as when I saw the wise men of the rebel army immediately hold a surrender ceremony and prostrate themselves on the ground crying!"
Lu Fenghan knew just by the noise that a group of people were coming.
"Are you all free?"
Weiyin immediately replied: "Not idle! Just passing by!"
Mei Jielin was not afraid of death and took a closer look: "Commander, what are you cooking? It smells so good!"
The implication is obvious.
Lu Fenghan said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."
The noodles were cooked. Lu Fenghan scooped them out and rinsed them in cold water, then put them on a plate and added seasoning.
After Lu Fenghan left the kitchen, Mei Jielin nudged Wei Yin with her elbow, shook her head and sighed: "Hey, did you notice that our expeditionary army's commander-in-chief was really eaten to death?"
Qi Yan was fine-tuning the starship's central control system in the equipment room.
After staying on the command ship for more than half a month, he noticed more details of the battlefield. An idea came to him, and after telling Lu Fenghan, he went into the equipment room.
It wasn't until Lu Fenghan came in with the noodles that Qi Yan realized, "It's noon?"
Seeing his confused look, Lu Fenghan deliberately said, "It's time for dinner."
Qi Yan believed it, but was even more confused: "Time goes by so fast."
Lu Fenghan was helpless and pinched his nose: "Just kidding, twelve fifty."
When he saw the plate in front of him, Qi Yan was surprised: "Star Flower Mushroom Noodles?"
There is not enough time to go back and forth between Mikonos, so it could only be Lu Fenghan who did it.
Sitting down on the chair next to him, Lu Fenghan was very confident: "Try it and see if it has improved compared to before?"
Qi Yan took a bite.
From his expression, Lu Fenghan could roughly judge that the results of this cooking were at least above the passing line.
At least Qi Yan didn't do as he did with Leto, swallowing the food whole and then silently putting down his chopsticks.
After taking two more bites, he saw Lu Fenghan sitting loosely against the back of the chair, with his right hand on the edge of the table, looking at him. Qi Yan put down his chopsticks and invited him, "General, do you want to eat too? We can eat together."
Lu Fenghan wanted to get another set of tableware, or wait until Qi Yan was full before he started eating, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Qi Yan roll the noodles into a small ball and bring it to his mouth.
His movements were natural, but because he didn't dare to meet her gaze, his earlobes turned red.
The little mole on it is very eye-catching.
After a few seconds of silence, Lu Fenghan supported himself on the edge of the table, leaned over, and ate the food that Qi Yan fed him.