He didn't know what would happen next second.

Lin Han naturally didn't forget this sentence.

But now He Yunting's tone sounded less confident than before, but he was more cautious.

Is even he afraid of being rejected?

Is he still unable to let go of Ji Meng's death, and he still repeatedly pulled himself in self-blame and finally torture himself?

Is he always like this?

At this moment, Lin Han seemed to feel the grief in the other party's heart half a day ago again. When he looked at He Yunting again, he felt a little more unbearable.

He suddenly wanted to hug him.

He thought so and did the same.

"General." Lin Han called him, "Can you come over?"

His tone sounded a little soft, just like when he asked He Yunting to pull himself a few days ago.

Lin Han looked up at him with a smile on his lips.

He Yunting didn't understand the meaning, but he still came over obediently and leaned over again.

So Lin Han stretched out his hand and hugged the other person easily.

This hug has nothing to do with love. Lin Han didn't want to ask the other party what kind of emotions he had towards him at this moment. Even if he was not wearing gloves now, he would still hear the other party's heart.

But compared to this, Lin Han wanted to give him a hug more simply.

He Yunting seemed to be stunned. It was only after being hugged by him that he slowly became less stiff.

"It's okay." Lin Han said, "Just hug me."

He actually wanted to say not to be sad, he wanted to say that he was there, but when he put his hand on the other person's back, he forgot these complicated comforts.

"Mr. Lin." He Yunting's hoarse voice came from behind Lin Han's ears, like the clearest handful of snow in the mist of the pine forest. It seemed noble because it hangs in the air, but also became cold and difficult to melt because of its brilliance.

"Can you read mind skills?" The sadness in He Yunting's voice was not strong, just like his heart's voice at this moment.

[Will he hear what I think.]

[Will he see my cowardice and see my despicableness?]

[Will he not even want to give me a hug because of these?]

Lin Han was silent. Not only could he hear what he was thinking, but even because the two had touched each other too many times, he could almost feel a little empathy with him, and saw him remember all the soldiers who had sacrificed, and then erect a monument for them in his heart.

"……I won't."

Lin Han opened his mouth, but could not tell He Yunting about this fact.

He could no longer stab him in his heart, and let the other party repeat this mental cycle again bloodily.

He Yunting seemed to be comforted, and his hands holding Lin Han tightened, and his head buried deeper.

Lin Han felt the warmth surrounding him, but in his ears was He Yunting's constant criticism of his heart.

Even though he had worked hard, He Yunting still couldn't completely let go.

This man seemed to have always been taciturn and cold, as if nothing could hurt him.

He couldn't even smile, but without knowing it, he exposed all his fragility to himself.

Lin Han felt that his heart seemed to be tied up by an invisible ribbon, and it felt sore and soft when he was pulled.

He patted each other's back with his hands, just like when they first hugged each other, and said firmly.

“——But you are invincible.”

The moment he finished saying this, Lin Han was suddenly hugged tightly and almost couldn't breathe.

But soon, the other party seemed to be afraid of hurting him, so he quickly let go.

Lin Han's heart seemed to be pulled a little, and the heartache penetrated into his chest more closely. He raised his hand, climbed up He Yunting's neck with his fingertips, and pulled him towards him with his arms until his heartbeats dissolved in one place, swaying and swaying together. The pains could be divided into two and no longer be carried by the other person alone.

"It's okay." Lin Han hugged the other person's neck tightly and said to him again, "It doesn't matter if you are sad."

"You're invincible."

He Yunting didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't try hard to break away from him like before.

It was not until a long time later that Lin Han finally heard a very light response.

"……Um."

He Yunting seemed to be tired finally, so he simply indulged himself once-

He half-kneeled on the ground, but he still couldn't bear to cover all the weight of his body, so he fell into Lin Han's arms in a pious and restrained posture.

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