Yet no one responded.

There was only the sound of disciplined footsteps.

But three seconds.

A thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Muye's eyes.

"are you OK?"

Beta's voice was like the best sound of nature, and the simple four words instantly ironed out all of Qin Muye's sore cells.

"I……"

In the extreme agitation, Qin Muye had countless things he wanted to say, but his voice seemed to be silenced. He stretched out his hand, instinctively wanting to grab the person in front of him, but what he could touch was the soft bedding and the familiar silver ring stuck firmly on the second knuckle of his little finger.

Rong Qiu glanced down strangely.

Qin Muye realized something, and with a guilty conscience, he withdrew the needle-pierced hand towards the quilt.

But Qin Muye wanted it.

He desperately wanted something.

Words do not convey meaning, language is poor.

When they meet again, all that is left for the two is crampedness and innocence.

"Qiuqiu."

Qin Muye finally called out someone.

Although it is a military medical starship, because New Year's Day just passed, it is also equipped with red decorations. Red is the most beautiful color of the New Year. But recently Rong Qiu saw more of this color, and he instantly reacted with stress.

Fortunately, Qin Muye's ward did not have such a red dress.

Rong Qiu has been busy all the way, and he was busy fighting during this time. His hair has long grown, and the forehead that was originally placed on the eyebrows can now easily cover his eyebrows.

He thought that he was already very sloppy, but Qin Muye on the hospital bed was not much better than him.

The hair is also very long, and the alpha's deep eyebrows and eyes are covered.

Hearing the man calling him Qiu Qiu, Rong Qiu fixed his eyes on him, Rong Qiu responded in a low voice, and then gently pulled out the man's shrunken hand.

The positions of the two were instantly reversed.

Qin Muye no longer had the toughness to stuff Rong Qiuqiang into the airbag that day.

Perhaps he has always been like this, facing Rong Qiu, he has never been decisive in dealing with official duties.

In the silence, only the medical equipment made regular sounds.

Rong Qiu pulled a chair from the side: "Can I drink water?"

Qin Muye was stunned for a moment. He was very happy that Rong Qiu didn't leave immediately. All the emotions were put on his face. Without Qin Muye's answer, Rong Qiu had already read the man's emotions.

He mixed hot water with cold water, kept testing the temperature with the back of his hand, and finally found the right temperature.

But he didn't give Qin Muye much to drink.

Rong Qiu gently dipped a cotton swab in water and gently smeared it on the man's lips. Qin Muye was like a fish that had been dry for a long time. A little water made his lips tremble. Withdrew his hand, Qin Muye's lips were still moving up and down, obviously not satisfied.

"I can't drink any more, it's enough."

Rong Qiuyuan has more experience in caring for patients than Qin Muye.

Qin Muye gave a soft "um", his eyes still fixed on Rong Qiu, and there was no sign of shifting.

He looked at Rong Qiu as if he was tracing a perfect painting.

He still doesn't know what's going on outside, but he doesn't want to worry about it anymore. He's tired of being involved in these intriguing party disputes for so many years. Since he stepped into the military region, he has been a pawn in the hands of the Federation. He has the strength to resist. also understand what his brother means, but still feel that it is not worth it. Even if this federation is overturned, some consciousness does not change.

Everything takes time.

At the moment, he just wants to grasp what he wants to grasp most.

From childhood to adulthood, his fate was not in his own hands.

When his father and little dad were alive, he firmly controlled his life. He had to learn riding, swordsmanship, and shooting when he was a child; when his father and little dad died, his life was firmly controlled by his brother again. live. Especially when he is differentiated into an S-rank alpha, his time is very tightly framed, and what should be done in each hour of the twenty-four hours of the day is clearly defined; it seems that he wants what he wants, but in fact he gets nothing.

It was only when he met Rong Qiu that the thoughts he had been suppressing suddenly broke through.

He wants Rong Qiu.

But in this world, how can an S-rank alpha get close to a beta? He is not his brother, and will reject all omegas. He is just a normal and excellent alpha, and the future is destined to be with an S-rank. omega bound together.

He thought it would be like this for the rest of his life.

When you have feelings, suppress them.

until it can't be suppressed completely.

He just knew what he wanted.

Looking at Rong Qiu now, his eyes are very sad, if Rong Qiu is not willing to forgive him, then so be it. All he needs to do is look at Rong Qiu from a distance, watching Rong Qiu as a beta still shining brightly in the Federation.

Just like now, he is lying on the hospital bed, even if he can't move his limbs, as long as he can see Rong Qiu, he is very happy.

Rong Qiu was also a little dumbfounded.

If they don't talk about business, the atmosphere between the two must be awkward.

Rong Qiu didn't know why he wanted to see Qin Muye very much, but after seeing Qin Muye, he couldn't say a lot.

He flicked the hem of his clothes pretending to be indifferent, but he pulled the hem of the clothes without wrinkles even more flat: "By the way, you have been lying down for so long, let me tell you about the bandit suppression this time."

"Okay." Qin Muye was naturally happy.

As long as Rong Qiu didn't leave, he would be happy.

This kind of joy is more intense than his previous federal vote to occupy a high position.

Rong Qiu said carefully.

He participated in the whole process of this bandit suppression operation, and what he knew and felt must be deeper than those of the commanders or leaders who only sat in the background. Qin Muye's description of the process appeared in front of Rong Qiu one by one, as if it had been photographed by high-precision instruments before, and every detail was captured in place.