Chapter 39 Dark Blood (3)

Jiang Jianming didn't remember how he walked back to the dormitory.

In fact, since he saw the words left by Ryan, his sanity has become somewhat abnormal.

He even stared blankly at the screen for a long time and asked Xie Yuduo: "Major General, do you think Ryan will have another lover in the far interstellar space? This letter is not for me."

"Sir, don't be like this..."

Xie Yuduo held his shoulder: "You are too tired, listen to my advice, go back to sleep first, and think about it tomorrow?"

"But I don't understand."

Xie Yuduo collapsed and said, "I can't understand it either, my ancestor! Who can understand it!?"

"But if..."

Jiang Jianming murmured in a daze, his eyes scattered: "If I am really the last love he missed before he died... How can I not understand."

"How can I..."

"Can't even read the last letter he left?"

After coming out of the Heroic Spirit Monument, Jiang Jianming resolutely rejected Xie Yuduo's good intentions to send him to the treatment area. In the quiet night, he walked back to his residence with heavy steps.

He was confused along the way, and he didn't wake up until he walked to the door of his own room in the dormitory area.

Not awake.

Because he saw Tang Zhen and Li Youfang standing in the aisle wearing pajamas.

Jiang Jianming was startled, and his first reaction was: Oh, why are these two awake, they won't be forced to ask where they are going after a while.

He is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes, so he will be exposed, but the major general is so helpful to him, he can't cause Xie Yuduo trouble.

As a result, after a closer look, the two men stood upright outside the door one by one, their expressions collapsed and dementia.

Jiang Jianming's second reaction was: ? ?

"Good teammates, you two." He walked to the door and asked lightly, "Are you pretending to be a door god? Although according to the history of the old blue mother planet, we are all oriental nations, but it is still too early for the New Year."

Tang Zhen's face was so colorful that he wanted to cry without tears: "Little god, I beg you to stop being rude now, where have you been in the middle of the night? Something big has happened... In short, if you go in, you will know when you go first! "

Jiang Jianming frowned, thinking that it was haunted or something.

He raised his hand and pushed the door open.

The light in the room was dark, and in the darkness, Jiang Jianming saw a familiar silhouette sitting on his bed.

There are also a pair of cold and sharp eyes, which are directly in line with his sight.

"..."

Jiang Jianming's face was sinking like water, and he slammed the door with his backhand.

——Perhaps, have you ever seen a resentful beast sitting at your bedside staring at your door at three o’clock in the morning, with green eyes gleaming in the dark, waiting motionlessly for you to go home?

No, it's really not funny at all.

Jiang Jianming admitted that the moment he opened the door, he was so frightened that the hair on his back was really frightened.

Looking back, Tang Zhen and Li Youfang had quickly withdrawn to the corner five meters away, staring at him in horror.

"..."

Jiang Jianming took a deep breath with a headache and reopened the door.

"where did you go."

In the darkness, as soon as the door opened, Garcia's face was face to face, and the indifferent and elegant voice beside his ears.

His Royal Highness, the prince, stood quietly at the door at some point, and as soon as the door was opened, his palm supported it. This time, Jiang Jianming couldn't close the door even if he wanted to.

"Your Highness, why are you in my..."

Jiang Jianming was both angry and funny, and was dragged into the door in a blink of an eye, "Your Highness!"

The prince pressed his shoulders, reached out and closed the door, and suddenly, the darkness that surged silently enveloped the two of them.

Garcia's voice was a little tight, obviously emotional: "Answer the question, where did you go."

His Highness couldn't understand, this is obviously the Yin Beidou Fortress, and it is obviously the safest place in the far interstellar space.

But when the disabled human came back, his face was paler than last time, and his breath was more disordered than last time.

What else hurt him, and it must have been a heavy blow... It is incomprehensible why a human being can be hurt just by staying in the fortress.

In the darkness, this young disabled human who made His Highness angry and incomprehensible, lowered Qingjun's eyebrows and remained silent.

"..."

A few seconds later, Jiang Jianming raised his head and said, "Your Highness, this has nothing to do with you. You can't break into someone else's dormitory in the middle of the night like this, it's very rude."

Unexpectedly, Garcia was not angered by Jiang Jianming's blunt words, nor did he retort with the same sharp words as when they first met.

The prince's eyes narrowed, and his expression suddenly changed.

He lifted Jiang Jianming's cheek with one hand, stretched out his thumb, and rubbed the corner of the disabled human's eye lightly.

Garcia gritted his back teeth, and the evil spirit leaked from every word between his teeth: "You, cry, pass?"

"...!" Jiang Jianming's eyes widened slightly, and he was forced to lift the wet red end of his eyes.

He obviously just lost control of his emotions at the Heroic Spirit Monument, coupled with the influence of crystal particles, he shed a few tears half-physiologically and half-psychologically...

But on such a dark night, how did the little highness see it?

A force came from his waist, and Jiang Jianming stumbled.

Garcia took him to the corner.

By the light blue moonlight outside the window, the prince held the face of the crippled human in his hands, and half of the profile of the two of them was illuminated, which was clear and cold.

"...Your Highness."

Jiang Jianming stared blankly at Garcia in front of him. The latter was taller than him, and when he leaned down and lowered his eyes, he was condescending, and he had to raise his face.

"Why are you crying..." The prince with platinum curly hair had a stern face and a brow like a blade, but his expression was extremely serious when he spoke, "Who bullied you?"

Jiang Jianming opened his mouth to speak.

A thought hits my mind like a comet.

- Little Highness, he doesn't know anything yet.

The current Garcia Caios is no longer "that" Crown Prince Ryan, he doesn't know anything, and he doesn't remember anything.

Whether it is a heartless parting, or a lonely death; it is a hard battle in the sea, and even blood and pain.

Or more heavy, unknown dark memories... have been stripped to blanks.

Jiang Jianming was suddenly heartbroken.

Three years ago, the person who had splashed blood on the mecha in the silent universe, now standing in front of him, the reason for frowning can be so simple—

Because I found myself crying.

The only thing that the little Highness of the present is concerned about is why this human being who has been connected to several faces is crying in the middle of the night.

Did someone bully him.

In an instant, the emotions that had been suppressed since walking out of the Heroic Spirit Monument completely burst.

There was a mist in front of him, Jiang Jianming blinked slightly, and tears rolled down his cheeks instantly.

Garcia let go as if burned: "You!"

He even took two steps back, stood there in shock for two seconds, and then said with difficulty: "You... don't cry."

"..."

Jiang Jianming gritted his teeth and turned around, he simply didn't wipe the tears on his face, put his palms on the corner of the table, and took a deep breath.

His spine was drowned in the night, looking thin and thin. A few tears fell on the table one after another, shining like pearls under the moon.

Garcia's expression changed several times.

Although he didn't come over last night, he had investigated Jiang Jianming's files.

Since it is a disabled human being, what the prince said is nonsense... His Highness checked it himself, and it was clearly written on the file when the officers entered the adaptation period-

He was born as a civilian and adopted the son of an officer. He was admitted to the Kaios Military Academy, the number one institution in the empire, and graduated from the sixth academy this year.

But it happens to be a residual crystal human.

What would happen to such a person in Yin Beidou Fortress, His Highness immediately guessed after thinking about it.

"Jiang," Garcia lowered his voice, Jiang Jianming turned his back to him, and he followed him reluctantly, "Is it because of merit?"

"Who wants to suppress you," the prince said solemnly, "say the name, or the characteristics."

"...No, you misunderstood."

Jiang Jianming pursed his lips and ducked back again. The dormitory room was not very big, and he was forced by Garcia to retreat again and again until his legs hit the edge of the bed and he sat on his bed all of a sudden.

This series of movements is smooth and ambiguous, even with a taste of wanting to welcome and rejecting.

In a blink of an eye, Garcia had already put Jiang Jianming on the head of the bed. He stubbornly leaned forward like a golden lion that would not let go of its prey.

"Speak, I'll solve it. Now, tonight, I can solve it. Don't cry."

Jiang Jianming gave him a lively laugh, and pushed this beautiful and dangerous big cat with both hands: "Your Highness, good Highness, no one really bullies me. And I have stopped crying, and I was not real just now. cry……"

"Okay, okay, I won't drive you out, please calm down, can we have a few words?"

Garcia frowned, wiped away the water marks on the face of the disabled human with his cuff, and said seriously, "Then what do you want?"

what do you want? Jiang Jianming smiled bitterly and thought: He has swindled all the rewards that can be swindled, and now he has fished His Highness into his bed, what more can he ask for?

Garcia couldn't see that Jiang Jianming wanted to perfunctory him, the prince pursed his lips for a moment, suddenly turned on his wrist phone, and dialed a number quickly.

After the communication was connected, the stunned face of Major General Xie of Yin Beidou appeared on the opposite side of the wrist projection.

"Thank you Yuduo."

Garcia lifted Jiang Jianming's chin with his right hand, so that the face of the person in his arms could be seen on the opposite side of the projection, and he commanded in a tone of indifference: "Give this person to me."

"..."

Xie Yudiao was stunned.

Wait, wait, little lord, you are progressing too fast! !

Didn't we just walk up from the Heroic Spirit Monument! ?

Jiang Jianming gave Xie Yuduo a helpless look, this is really not what I thought...

Xie Yuduo's scalp was numb: "No, no, His Royal Highness Garcia, this is not an ordinary little officer, he..."

"—Major General, I'm not discussing with you."

The prince said calmly, "I took it away and brought a treatment cabin here."

"What??" Xie Yuduo collapsed, "Treatment cabin? Move...to your room!?"

Garcia: "Don't ask stupid questions."

"..."

Xie Yuduo fell into a haggard silence.

After a while, he raised his head and asked deeply, "Then, do you still need an extra bed?"

Major General Xie smiled reluctantly, showing his white teeth: "Or, change to a double bed?"

"..."

The communication was cut off mercilessly by His Royal Highness. Garcia turned to Jiang Jianming and said, "Follow me."

Jiang Jianming obediently listened to Garcia's communication throughout the whole process, and only then did he straighten up and look at him with a half-smile: "Are you ordering me?"

He sighed helplessly, and his tone was a bit doting: "You are really a willful person. Seeing me cry, don't you think about it, maybe you have repeatedly trespassed on my residence, making me feel offended. , Was oppressed by power, so you cried?"

Garcia frowned, he could clearly feel that Jiang Jianming had no real resistance.

Well, this sentence is a joke, similar to the flirtation between lovers in the legend.

but……

There was a glimmer of light in the green eyes, and the prince thought to himself: Yes, this disabled human has a noble and wise soul, and he really deserves respect.

So, Garcia narrowed his brows, he held Jiang Jianming's finger and whispered, "It's not an order."

"...Come with me, okay?"

The author has something to say: bow your head and rub your head, and take it away when you soften your heart.