"Isn't it too tired and crooked?" Lin Han began to blush as he spoke, and couldn't help lowering his head.

After all, he didn't expect that he, who has always been regarded as a workaholic, would one day be able to say such a thing.

But the relationship was about to change.

If it wasn't like this, then He Yunting might still be the same as when he first met him. No matter how many things were in his heart, he wouldn't say it, and he wouldn't be as straightforward as he is now.

Lin Han thought about it and thought it was worth it.

"Anyway, it's good if you understand what I mean." Lin Han blinked and said to He Yunting, his window was not closed properly, and the wind brought a slight chill in when he came in, causing him to wrap his clothes tightly again subconsciously.

"...You put it on." He Yunting couldn't help but said, and after a while he added thoughtfully, "Button it up."

Lin Han was stunned for a moment, then laughed again and said, "Oh."

He really listened to He Yunting's words, he slowly reached out and put his jacket on his lap, and then carefully and meticulously put on his clothes little by little, bowed his head, and flexibly shuttled with his soft and slender fingers. In the clothing room, start to buckle one by one from bottom to top.

He dressed very slowly, and every wrinkle had to be smoothed out. For the first time, He Yunting felt that it was a torment to watch people wear his own clothes.

After a while, Lin Han's fingers finally climbed to the top, and the index finger and thumb pinched the buttonhole of the Fengji button: "Is this button too?"

In fact, it is just right now.

He was wearing a military jacket that was obviously much larger than his body, with longer sleeves, covering his palms, only showing the knuckles of a few fingers, and the well-cut clothes tightly covered his thin body. However, there was a piece of snow-white skin at the Adam's apple, and when he looked down, he could only see the seductive, stunned neckline.

But he had to ask again.

He Yunting was reluctant to turn his eyes away. He actually wanted to say that Lin Han could do whatever he wanted, but the words he blurted out became: "Fengji buckle is very important."

It just sounds a little awkward.

So Lin Han responded, buttoned Feng Ji, and then erected the collar, covering his neck tightly, sealing up some out of place reverie and shutting it in this military uniform.

It looks more like a personal item.

"Alright?" he asked without any selfishness.

He seemed to understand He Yunting's mood, but he was still willing to accompany him to make this illusion.

Even if you can't meet, tell him that you have nothing to worry about.

"...Well." He Yunting felt a bit astringent and warm in his throat.

Satisfied after finishing the drama, Gululu just wanted to come over to look for Lin Han habitually, but after climbing up, he was rubbing the opponent's hand with his own hair, widening his Doudou eyes but seeing He Yunting's clothes, The hair all over his body exploded, thinking he was rubbing against the wrong person, he let out a dying cry, and was so frightened that he fell off the bed directly.

Lin Han was amused by it, bent down and picked it up from the carpet, rubbed its soft fur for fear that it would hurt from falling, and said, "So you recognize people by looking at clothes."

Recalling that Gululu used to be fierce when he met He Yunting, and he looked like he didn't share the sky, but now he found out that he was rubbing against the wrong person to be so frightened, Lin Han just thought it was novel and interesting, and scratched his chin: "So You used to be stern and wicked, foxes and tigers?"

He used two idioms in a row, but Gululu couldn't understand it, so he simply dug into the palm of his hand and stopped talking.

Such a relaxed atmosphere finally cleared the haze between He Yunting's expression a lot, and when his emotions surged up, he also wanted to try to tell the other party something that had troubled him for a long time.

He waited for Lin Han to coax the little dumplings before he looked at the man in his coat who was smiling softly in the light screen, and called his name.

He Yunting asked, "Do you still remember what I asked you to investigate a few days ago?"

The smile on Lin Han's face subsided a little, and he intuited what He Yunting was going to say: "Remember."

He Yunting took a deep look at Lin Han, but it became difficult for him to talk to ordinary people: "I clearly remember that day, it was shooting training in the afternoon."

Lin Han's heart sank and he said "um".

"But you also saw it... I didn't show up at the base all afternoon that day. But no matter how I think about it, I don't have a specific impression."

Lin Han also stopped scratching Gululumao's hand.

"I'm very confident in my memory." He Yunting said, remembering that Lin Han said that he only remembered what he wanted to remember, and added, "But not now."

"My memory...seems like something is wrong."

He Yunting only talked about it here.

He didn't mention himself and wondered why Lu Anhe didn't say anything, and didn't say any other clues. It seemed that he really just wanted to tell Lin Han this fact, that's all.

But Lin Han understood that this was the limit of what he could say.

He Yunting always felt that confession seemed to be showing weakness. He carried too many things by himself. In the end, he even forgot to take off these pressures, and just continued to bear it alone.

Gululu fell asleep, and Lin Han gently picked it up and put it back on the small cushion beside him, his voice quieter.

"I know."

He Yunting thought for a while and then said: "But you don't have the authority to check the base, and I'm not here, in case there is any accident..."

There was a bit of remorse in his tone, as if he had just said it, and he began to feel habitually that he actually didn't need to tell Lin Han: "I..."

"Don't worry," Lin Han smiled when he noticed the hesitation in his words, "If you're willing to tell me, it's a great improvement."

He Yunting was silent, but there was a beating emotion in his eyes.

"So," Lin Han rolled his eyes and leaned a little closer, He Yunting could see the dazzling light reflected by the fashion button of his clothes under the lamp, "Keep working hard, He Yunting."

"I will definitely protect myself, and I won't blindly investigate." Lin Han said, "This is a secret between us, don't be afraid."

Three days passed quickly, and the people responsible for monitoring Xu Zhiheng in turn came to report one by one, and found nothing unusual.

And Xu Zhiheng's physical condition has also been stable these days. The lesions and aura symptoms that may have occurred before the infection can't be found in him at all.

On the fourth day, when Xu Zhiheng was picked up from the quarantine area, his face was calm and he had no complaints about the decision, but he still became excited when talking about the newly developed antagonist: "It must be It works! If it doesn't work, you can do another experiment, trust me."

Chang Lin's expression was mixed with joy and sorrow. He didn't expect that things would really turn around, but he always felt uneasy in his heart: "But the remaining infected cities are uneven, and it is impossible for us to bring the experimental subjects. The central city verification is not realistic."

Xu Zhiheng always has extreme self-confidence when it comes to academics: "If you are worried, you can even use me as an example."

Chang Lin was frightened by his words. If nothing else, if the experts from the empire ended up in an accident on his own planet in order to study antagonists, he simply could not imagine the consequences.

His face was not visible, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from his back: "Why don't you ask the general to see if he is willing to cooperate with you."

Xu Zhiheng was a little helpless, and said with a wry smile: "I disobeyed the order at the time, and the last survivor of Licolo City didn't let me bring it back. If I ask again, he will only be more angry."

"But..." Chang Lin hesitated.

"I'll take Professor Xu." He Yunting lowered his eyes slightly, but his voice did not fluctuate.

The other people were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect that He Yunting would take the initiative to agree.

"What is Professor Xu going to do? Is the amount of your newly developed antagonists sufficient? Do you need to inject them one by one? Can those who have gone crazy be injected, and how long will it take to work?" He Yunting put his own All questions are said, "If you have made all kinds of preparations, I will definitely protect you with my own hands."

Xu Zhiheng was very calm: "As long as you can trust me, I will definitely find a way."

He Yunting took Xu Zhiheng to another small city not far from the central city.

Due to the recent restoration of communication, each city can finally report its situation. This city is considered to have a very light infection. Because it is located at the end of this water supply cycle, the original source has been cut off in time these days. Add those terrifying outliers.

Since the number of people is less than 100, the city government still has the spare capacity to deal with them. They confine those aliens and finally put them in city cells.

It was the first time that the leaders of the small city met He Yunting and a scholar with such a high status in the imperial academia, and there was visible tension when receiving him.

But after Xu Zhiheng made the request, the other party hardly hesitated, and even volunteered to help with the experiment.

"You are experts and the treasures of the empire with pheromone. How can you come in person for this kind of thing." The other party said sincerely, and took the initiative to take the antagonist from Xu Zhiheng.

He Yunting's eyes dimmed.

There are very few people like the Empire, but there are many Proton Stars.

Even if they don't have pheromones, high mental power, and underdeveloped technology, they still cherish their own people and are even willing to risk their own lives, just so that more people like him will no longer be infected. .

When the injection was injected into one of the alien bodies, everyone except Xu Zhiheng became nervous.

But the results were immediate, and they didn't suffer for too long.

The tremors and nystagmus of the limbs disappeared, and the symptoms of roaring and thirst were also relieved. The injected alien recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it was still slightly stiff when walking, after half a day, the vertical pupil returned to normal. Can't see, even if I hear the sound waves that would have caused a violent reaction, there is no more intense change.

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Even if they were still unable to speak, or could only squeeze jerky words out of their throats, it was the best news Proton Star had received these days.

Chang Lin was very excited after hearing it, and when he saw the two again, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't say anything other than constantly thanking them.

Although there are not enough antagonists now, as long as there is a method, it is not difficult.

The entire Proton Star was shrouded in hope again, and the people in the central city even wanted to spontaneously build a monument or statue for the formation that came to support this time to express their gratitude for the joy of being reborn.

It's just that He Yunting remained silent, not showing the slightest joy.

Everyone was busy feeling fortunate in escaping from the dead, but in addition to being fortunate, no one mentioned the three cities that were once.

Infection and survival is a mysterious thing, but they can no longer see it.

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