Even though it was just a projection in front of him, Ling Changfeng could still see that Xu Xinghe's state was not right.
"What's wrong?" Ling Changfeng frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.
"No, nothing." Xu Xinghe came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I still have to go to work, and I'll talk to you when I get back tonight."
After all, without waiting for Ling Changfeng to speak, he directly turned off the projector and cut off the video communication.
The busy tone echoed in the marshal's office after the disconnection.
Ling Changfeng dialed Qin Yuan's communication channel: "You send someone to check what's wrong with Xinghe, and report to me in time if there is any situation."
After a pause, he warned again: "Don't say anything, don't affect his work."
"Yes." Adjutant Qin's crisp voice came from the other end of the communication, and then changed the topic: "You need to review and sign the list of general officers to be promoted next year, and I will pass the document to you immediately."
From the beginning to the end, it was a serious and businesslike tone.
Ling Changfeng had no choice but to let go of his doubts for the time being, and continue to devote himself to his new work: "Well, send it to me to have a look."
That night, when Marshal Ling finally returned home, he found that his little spouse did not come out to greet him as usual.
Ling Changfeng was a little worried. He didn't know if his little hedgehog was really unwell, or he was still throwing a tantrum because he interrupted his work during the day.
So without even taking off his coat, he strode up the steps, deciding to go upstairs to see the situation, and then coax him well.
It turned out that Xu Xinghe was not in the house.
"He hasn't come back yet?" Ling Changfeng frowned and asked He Han.
"Yes." The steward noticed the low air pressure emanating from the officer's body, so he lowered his head even lower, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Xu hasn't come back yet."
Ling Changfeng looked at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
And Xu Xinghe replied to him two hours ago saying that he has already left work...
This afternoon, news came from Ark that Xu Xinghe said that he was not feeling well, and applied to leave work early.
No one dared to refuse the Marshal's consort's request, let alone his reason.
The leaders of several departments even went to his station in turn to express condolences, and almost kicked him out on the spot.
But in the end, Xu Xinghe insisted on finishing part of the work before leaving work.
That's why Team Leader Xu, who had been working overtime until midnight these days, left before six o'clock today.
But now, what about others
Out of respect for the privacy of the other party, Marshal Ling did not install any monitoring system on his little spouse.
However, under special circumstances, it is still possible to find someone in the capital star territory.
Ling Changfeng opened the encrypted channel.
Just as he was about to ask the Security Bureau to find someone, he suddenly heard the voice of an orderly from outside—
"Mr. Xu is back!"
Ling Changfeng paused with his fingertips, turned around quickly and strode out.
It was snowing heavily in Star City tonight, and the snow plows were shuttling through the city, working non-stop.
Xu Xinghe was wearing a gray checked scarf, a beige woolen coat, and a paper bag in his hand. He walked back from the snow all by himself.
He tucked his hands in his sleeves, pinching the paper bag with only a little tip exposed. Even so, his fingers were still red from the cold.
It was a few steps away from getting off the car to the gate of the Marshal's Mansion. When he came in, his shoulders and hair were already covered with fallen snow.
As soon as Xu Xinghe entered, he shook his head like a small animal and sighed, "It's so cold outside today."
Then he finally stretched out his hands from his sleeves, tucked the bag under his armpits, and rubbed his hands free.
Ling Changfeng walked over quickly, and saw that the tips of his ears were red from the cold, and felt a little distressed for a moment.
"Didn't you say you were uncomfortable, why didn't you come back to rest earlier?" Ling Changfeng personally took his coat, threw it to the orderly along with his own, and then scanned him from top to bottom: "How do you feel now? "
Xu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said with a smile: "I didn't tell you that I was uncomfortable, why, Fang Zhou gave you a small report?"
Ling Changfeng pursed his lips, did not say anything, but continued to look at his little spouse.
Xu Xinghe's ears and cheeks were flushed by the cold wind, and he was even trembling slightly.
There were still a few flakes of snow on the ends of his hair that had not been shaken off. As soon as the warm air in the room blew, the snowflakes instantly turned into small water droplets, hanging wet on his hair, reflecting sparkles under the crystal chandelier. broken light.
There is a sense of vulnerability that I still feel sorry for.
Ling Changfeng intuitively felt that his body should be fine, but his mood might be uncomfortable.
"What is this? Food?" The different pupil turned around on him, and finally landed on the paper bag under his arm.
Looking at the outer packaging, it looks like a kind of food.
"Donuts." Xu Xinghe handed the bag over, "It was delicious, but it was too cold, it was frozen hard when I brought it back, and I couldn't smell it."
Ling Changfeng glanced at him and reached out to take the paper bag.
But inadvertently touched his fingertips, and found that this guy's fingers were cold.
So he grabbed Xu Xinghe's paw and squeezed it into his palm.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
Xu Xinghe was slightly taken aback, but he didn't make any money. After hesitating for a moment, he even handed over his other hand, "Why don't you warm me up with this one too."
Marshal Ling had no choice but to hand the donuts to the orderly, and held his lover's hands as he said.
His eyes looked at Xu Xinghe thoughtfully, and he felt more and more that something was wrong with him.
It was a cold day, and his little spouse, who was rarely late and early, first claimed that he was not feeling well, but went out for a two-hour stroll after get off work, freezing himself like this, and finally came back with a donut.
Ling Changfeng asked seemingly casually: "Which company's donuts?"
"It's near Capital University. I went back to my alma mater after get off work, and I happened to pass by this dessert shop. I suddenly remembered that this was something I used to love... so I bought some along the way."
Ling Changfeng asked again: "Your college roommate asked you to help him run the data again?"
Xu Xinghe shook his head: "No, no one is looking for me, I just want to go back for a while."
Ling Changfeng looked at him calmly.
Feeling the other party's long gaze, Xu Xinghe opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
In the end, he just looked up and smiled, his voice was a little tired and weak: "I'll take a hot shower first, you can try the donuts... I bought six, just leave one for me."
After finishing speaking, he took his hand out of Ling Changfeng's palm, turned around and went back to his suite.
Xu Xinghe usually took a bath within ten minutes, but this time he soaked for more than half an hour uncharacteristically.
He probably stood in the cold wind for too long, and the chill that penetrated his body couldn't be washed away.
It wasn't until the hot steam in the bathtub made him dizzy that Xu Xinghe finally got up, without blowing his hair, wrapped himself in a bathrobe absently, and walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as he went out, he froze.
Ling Changfeng was sitting on the sofa in the small living room, reading in front of the floor lamp with soft light.
In his hand is a pot of hot tea with two exquisite teacups.
Obviously waiting for him.
Hearing that he finally came out, Ling Changfeng put down his portable optical computer, raised his head and sent out an invitation: "Would you like a cup of hot tea?"
On winter nights, warm lamps and drinks, and the gentle eyes of your lover.
Everything made Xu Xinghe feel extremely warm.
And this kind of warmth seems to be able to isolate the outside world from the ice and snow, and also dispel the long-suffering coldness inside.
"Okay." Xu Xinghe smiled lightly, he knew that the night was still long, so he said: "I'll go blow my head and change my clothes first, right away."
Ten minutes later, the tidy Xu Xinghe changed into a silky gray pajamas and appeared in front of Ling Changfeng.
He walked up to sit down side by side with his lover, pointed to the thermos teapot, and asked, "Black tea?"
"Well, black tea." Ling Changfeng set up two teacups, picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of them.
"Sorry, I came here uninvited again." Marshal Ling said while pouring tea, "I wanted to wait until you finished washing before coming in, but seeing that you haven't come out for too long, I'm worried that something might happen to you." After a pause , "I'm really worried this time."
"So was it on purpose last time?" Xu Xinghe slightly raised his eyebrows, "Waiting on purpose, waiting to see how I get out of the bath?"
Ling Changfeng: "..."
He pushed the tea cup forward: "Drink it while it's hot."
Xu Xinghe picked up his teacup and blew on it, then took a few sips.
The heat flow poured down the intestines all the way, instantly warming up the whole person.
"No need to apologize." Xu Xinghe put down his teacup, put his hand on the back of Ling Changfeng's hand, and said with downcast eyes: "It's my problem... I made you worry."
Ling Changfeng shook his head and watched him quietly.
"If you have any questions, just ask them directly." Xu Xinghe raised his eyes, met those different pupils, and smiled lightly, "Or are you waiting for me to confess?"
Now that he had said that, Ling Changfeng said slowly: "May I ask, what's wrong with you?"
While waiting, Marshal Ling carefully recalled Xu Xinghe's anomaly today.
It seemed that it started from the moment he heard that the Lambda galaxy delegation was about to visit and needed him to attend the event with him.
But why? His little spouse may not like that kind of occasion, but it should not be particularly resistant, after all, they have also attended the state banquet together.
"If you have any embarrassment, you can tell me directly. It's okay if you don't want to attend the event, I will unconditionally support your decision." Ling Changfeng observed Xu Xinghe's face, and said seriously: "No one can force you to do it. Things you don't like, trust me, Xinghe."
"It's not for this reason..." Xu Xinghe raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a complex emotion in his black eyes that Ling Changfeng couldn't understand.
The room suddenly fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Xinghe finally moved.
He turned around slowly, turned his back to Ling Changfeng, and reached out to brush all the broken hair on the back of his neck.
A white and firm nape like a swan's neck was exposed.
Without the glaring scar on the gland, the skin on his neck would have been delicate and smooth, it could be called perfect.
But even if the scar is there, it can't stop the temptation and sweetness of his pheromones.
Ling Changfeng only felt the blood rushing to his head with a bang.
Boiling hot.
He promised that he came here with tea tonight because he wanted to have a good chat with Xu Xinghe and to comfort him.
in a purely verbal way.
However, the moment he saw his little mate lift up the broken hair to reveal the glands, the evil desire in Alpha's bones broke out...
Ling Changfeng was at war with heaven and man in his heart.
Until, he heard Xu Xinghe ask softly: "Haven't you ever wondered how the scar on my gland came about?"