Those who have worked with Xi Jiuye in the army, no matter whether they are new recruits or veterans, all know that although Captain Xi is young, he manages the army very strictly, and the most taboo is all kinds of favoritism in the army.
The young man in front of him was totally incompatible with the legion.
Letting "him" join the army is like letting him die.
The boy blushed and scratched his head.
"I asked someone your name. I failed the physical fitness test, but I passed the paperwork test. They said that I am different from you, and my quick mind is enough."
Xi Jiuye's face turned even darker, brat, at this moment, he was beating around the bush and mocking him for not being smart enough
Xi Jiuye snorted coldly and walked straight forward.
Unexpectedly, when he took a step, the young man behind him took a step.
He took big strides, and the young man behind him took small steps. After following a few hundred feet, Xi Jiuye got annoyed.
He "carried" the young man by the neck, and stared at the owner of those beautiful over-the-top eyes.
"You kid wants to be beaten, right? What are you doing with me?"
"I'm not called 'boy', I'm Yeling, I didn't follow you, I just want to go back to my own camp."
Said, the young Yeling pointed to a tent not far away.
The corner of Xi Jiuye's mouth twitched fiercely.
It was such a waste who couldn't carry it on his hands and shoulders, but was assigned to his subordinates.
He was already a captain by then, sharing a camp with the clerk.
The clerk under him, his wife was in labor, and asked for leave to return home.
This kid actually came to replace the clerk.
His hands were light and light, and he didn't look like he was carrying a person at all. Looking at the young Ye Ling who only reached his shoulders and weighed less than a bag of rice, Xi Jiuye felt blood rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
Xi Jiuye carried Yeling, neither letting him go nor not letting him go. After a stalemate for a long time, he carried "him" into the tent.
"What did I say, what do you remember, if there is a word wrong, get out of the barracks immediately."
After Xi Jiuye finished speaking, he quickly talked about the military situation detected by the daytime patrol.
The young Yeling hurriedly grabbed a pen and began to write.
Xi Jiuye spoke very fast, and when he finished speaking, the young Ye Ling just finished writing.
Xi Jiuye glanced at the young man's surprisingly beautiful handwriting, word for word. Xi Jiuye frowned and threw the piece of paper back.
His gaze was like a knife's edge, looking Ye Ling up and down.
"Too thin, too weak, too short, apart from good writing and memory, you can only be a clerk."
When the young Yeling heard this, instead of being angry, he jumped up all of a sudden. "He" grabbed Xi Jiuye's sleeve without hesitation, and that puppy-like appearance reappeared.
"Captain Nine Nights, you promised to let me stay? Don't worry, I will grow taller and stronger, and I will definitely not hold you back."
The corners of Xi Jiuye's mouth twitched fiercely again, staring at Yeling's pair of "claws."
"Living in my tent, you must abide by my rules."
Xi Jiuye grimaced, grabbed "his" hand, and wiped "his" hand vigorously with a wet cloth.
The young man blushed, his hands were finally washed clean.
Seeing the fine and numb wounds on it, Xi Jiuye randomly poured a bottle of Jinchuang medicine into "his" hands, and with good hands, they finally turned into zongzi.
The young Yeling looked at the "terrible" hand, blinked his eyes, and said something softly to Xi Jiuye.
"You bandaged it really well, just a little bit worse than my mother."
Xi Jiuye didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned over on the bed.
As for juvenile Yeling's bed, because he was a recruit, he could only sleep on the floor.
Conditions in the barracks were limited, recruits under two years were not even given a bed.
"Hey, thank you."
At the moment before the lights were turned off, the teenager Yeling who was curled up in the corner of the other side of the camp whispered softly as if in a dream.
Xi Jiuye snorted coldly, turned over and ignored "him."
"Thank you for saving those gods and people. I heard that you asked the general in the battalion to issue the recruitment order."
Without turning around, Xi Jiuye could still feel the scorching gaze of the young man behind him.
He didn't say anything, just waved his palm, and the tent went dark.
He didn't look back, so he didn't see the eyes of the young Yeling, which lit up in the dark night.
In the middle of the night, Xi Jiuye slept a little restlessly, so he got up.
In the corner of the tent, there was a huddled figure, which was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it.
He thought for a while, walked to the corner, and hugged the young Ye Ling in disgust.
Just when he picked up the boy, Xi Jiuye couldn't help but frowned. The boy in his arms was really light, as if he had no weight.
Starting tomorrow, I will train this kid hard, force this kid to eat a lot of food every day, run a few more laps, and see if "he" still laughs.
Xi Jiuye said unhappily, and when he was thinking about "him" crying, the big boy Ye Ling muttered.
"Do you remember me?"
"Remember who?"
Xi Jiuye froze, and subconsciously replied, because he was flustered, he almost threw the person in his arms away.
Why does he have a guilty conscience? He obviously gave up the bed to "him" out of good intentions.
There was no response for a long time, Xi Jiuye looked down and found that someone was sleeping deeply.
In the night, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a pair of butterfly wings flying.
That sigh-like sleep talk was just a flash in the pan.
The night was as cold as water, but Xi Jiuye felt his heart warm up little by little.
He stared at the person in his arms with a soft heart, just like when he was a child, he took the frail puppy from the arms of his mother.
He carefully wiped its injured paws and fed it milk. When he was a child, the gentle Xi Jiuye had already been strangled by him since the moment his father and mother died.
He forced himself to be strong, like a hedgehog, defending everyone around him.
But for some reason, when he saw the young Yeling, the soft Xi Jiuye was about to move and was reborn from the ground.
He didn't know why he would help Yeling and help those refugees, it was just his soft-heartedness, Xi Jiuye comforted himself.
The next moment, Xi Jiuye felt hot all over his body.
In the dream, Yeling wrapped his arms around his shoulders, hanging on his body like a koala.
"His" fluffy hair, his neat nose wrinkled again, his lips pursed slightly, his face was flushed because of his deep sleep, and two streams of hot air from his nose breathed on his neck.
The abdomen tensed instantly, and Xi Jiuye was at a loss for a while, like a hot potato, he wanted to throw Yeling away.
But he tried a few times, and Yeling refused to let go, like a stubborn child who found a fun toy.