Lin Han felt that the hand that originally held his fingers loosely suddenly tightened.

Although he was impulsive and hot-headed, he really wanted to tell the other party this fact, regardless of whether He Yunting believed it or not.

Today, the third round of selection has just begun, and He Yunting came down personally to inspect, so he did not just wear regular clothes as usual, but dressed very formally.

He Yunting wore a golden ribbon under the epaulette on his right shoulder and between the buttons of his clothes, hanging on the green military uniform, casting a light shadow.

His expression did not change, but the hand holding Lin Han moved subconsciously, revealing that the master was not calm at the moment.

Lin Han felt the slight trembling of the other person's fingertips, and it was not until he heard the voice in his ears that he belatedly realized that He Yunting seemed to be nervous.

【What is mind reading?】

[What I’m thinking about now is whether Mr. Lin will know.]

【what to do.】

【what to do.】

[How can Mr. Lin know what I am thinking?]

【But Mr. Lin asked me to believe him.】

Lin Han did not expect that He Yunting, who had always been taciturn, was now so mentally active: "..."

【Will he be angry with me?】

[Have I ever said anything excessive before? Does he still remember it? 】

【What should Mr. Lin do if he is really angry?】

[Wait and ask Lu Anhe if he still has snacks.]

At this moment, the words in He Yunting's heart were pouring into Lin Han's ears continuously. One sentence after another, they all revealed worries and cautions that were completely inconsistent with him.

Lin Han even thought, did He Yunting really remember what he had thought about before?

His heart felt as if he had been lightly tickled by a feather. It was not uncomfortable, just a slight itch.

He wanted to tell He Yunting what he heard, not to gain his trust, but simply to share the secret with him.

"I..." He spoke carefully, wanting to tell He Yunting what he just heard.

Lin Han blinked and looked up at him.

He Yunting felt uneasy, and Lin Han himself was certainly not much better.

Lin Han looked into He Yunting's eyes and moved his lips slightly: "I'm not angry..."

I want to tell you this.

He originally thought that when He Yunting heard this sentence, he would understand that what Lin Han said was true, but he didn't know whether the other party didn't pay attention, or was too nervous and immersed in his own speculation. In short, he did not respond, but still looked at Lin Han.

In He Yunting's eyes, the young man in front of him was wearing a white uniform, and his wet black eyes were looking at him intently. Even if he had no other emotions, he was still a bright spot in his barren and barren life.

He Yunting also had doubts.

I have never met him, but I can't help but be attracted to him.

He has wandered around the Milky Way countless times, but has never seen such a pure and dazzling star.

As He Yunting thought this, his previous nervousness faded a lot and turned into a more straightforward voice——

【Mr. Lin’s eyes are so beautiful.】

Lin Han's breath suddenly stagnated. Unexpectedly, He Yunting's heartbeat suddenly changed, and the words on his lips suddenly became unspeakable.

It was at this time that He Yunting moved his lips and finally spoke to Lin Han.

"——Mr. Lin, tell me, what am I thinking about now?"

His voice was colder than what he sounded in his heart, and there was no uneasiness in it, as if he was just questioning calmly and casually, not believing it.

【He probably didn't hear what I was thinking.】

【Why is Mr. Lin blushing?】

【Can he really read it?】

Lin Han was a little flustered and lowered his eyes: "I..."

"Mr. Lin?"

He Yunting called him again, as if urging him, as if he was confirming his thoughts, for fear that Lin Han could really guess what he was thinking.

Lin Han didn't speak. He Yunting's heart was always more honest and passionate than his words. He didn't know what it looked like when he blushed, and he didn't want He Yunting to see him like this, so he turned his face and tried to withdraw his hand.

But whether it was intentional or not, He Yunting didn't give him a chance to pull out his hand. Seeing that he was about to escape, he subconsciously held Lin Han's hand tighter, and his strong knuckles firmly clasped Lin Han's hand, unwilling to let him break away.

"Lin Han." He Yunting did not address him this time, but directly called his name, "Why don't you look at me?"

Lies always need to be modified by acting skills, but what is on your heart cannot just stop.

Even He Yunting himself couldn't control his own thoughts. Even though he knew that Lin Han might really have the ability to read minds, he couldn't stop looking at his eyes at this moment.

【Maybe Mr. Lin really heard it.】

[But Mr. Lin’s blushing look is so cute.]

【His eyes are also so beautiful.】

Lin Han's ears were filled with He Yunting's deep voice, hitting his eardrums time and time again.

[I want to wrap his hands with ribbons and blindfold his eyes.]

【This way others won’t see it.】

It was obviously the first time that Lin Han heard his inner voice even more exaggerated than this, and he was not angry at all in the end. But now he was completely disturbed by He Yunting's words, his thoughts were stagnant for a moment, and he was speechless.

But just as He Yunting finished speaking, he repeated the request he had made before, as if he was testing Lin Han while deceiving himself and confirming his own thoughts: "Does Mr. Lin know what I am thinking?"

I know, I heard it all.

But Lin Han opened his mouth and found that he couldn't repeat what He Yunting had just said.

He originally wanted to "coax" He Yunting, but he ended up feeling confused and at a loss as to what to do.

Lin Han raised his eyes slightly and saw the ribbon on He Yunting's military uniform.

The cold metallic color is connected to the achievements he left for the empire, which is the proof of his honor.

But He Yunting's words just now gave the ribbon another use.

Lin Han felt that his face seemed to be getting redder, and he finally said something casually to stop it: "I guess what the general is thinking about now...is the content of tomorrow's training."

So the fingers holding him loosened slightly.

[Fortunately, Mr. Lin doesn’t know what I’m thinking.]

[Mr. Lin’s hands are very white, if...]

This time, Lin Han couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly took his hand out of He Yunting's hand, took a step back, and stopped looking at him.

He Yunting's inner voice disappeared instantly.

But Lin Han felt that compared to what He Yunting said just now, the vibrations in his chest gradually grew louder, until even his heart began to feel numb.

Lin Han looked down at the tips of his shoes.

He couldn't repeat those words, but he still wanted to help He Yunting.

But he couldn't find a breakthrough.

Just as the military bugle sounded in the evening, Lin Han finally said: "General, I'm leaving."

Fortunately, He Yunting didn't remain silent for too long this time. He responded first, and then stopped Lin Han when he walked to the door.

"You're right." He Yunting's voice did not fluctuate, as if the previous thoughts were not his own, "I was really thinking about the training content just now."

Lin Han didn't make a sound.

"Mr. Lin, I understand," He Yunting said, "Whether it's what you said before or what you said today, I believe you."

Lin Han froze when he pushed the door open.

"If you have anything in the future, you can come and tell me. I believe you."

Lin Han's heart-beating mood slowed down a bit, then nodded and looked into He Yunting's blue eyes again: "Yeah."

"Thank you General."

Lin Han was really busy in the next few days. Since the selection was in the third stage, Lin Han kept running between training grounds, while He Yunting continued to stay in the command room and did not come back.

The only thing that was different from before was that the soldiers discovered that the thin, special mecha master who seemed to have a mysophobia had not put on the white gloves recently.

Lin Han would occasionally think of what happened that day when he had some free time. Sometimes Lin Han thought it was okay. After all, he was just impulsive at the time. Thinking of He Yunting's previous thoughts at that time, if Lin Han really held back his emotions and recounted them all

, the ending may not be as good as it is now.

So be it, Lin Han thought, at least there was something called trust between him and He Yunting.

Lin Han didn't know what kind of emotions he had towards He Yunting, but he often thought that maybe at some point, he would tell He Yunting this fact again.

And He Yunting had no time to think about anything else in the past two days, entirely because what Lin Han said about Wen Tianyao before was confirmed one by one.
To be continued...