In the military headquarters building, the night outside the window was as thick as ink, and even the only bit of starlight was swallowed up.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Feng Huai finished handling the military affairs at hand, and the teacups on the table were already cold.

The terminal on the desk was quiet, and there was no reply from Lin Ye.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Pei Chen pushed the door and entered, subconsciously glanced at the light screen that had not been turned off, saw that he had finished work, and then said awkwardly: "Sir..."

"What?" Hearing the hesitation in his words, Feng Huai raised his eyelids and unexpectedly found that Pei Chen's face was very ugly.

Reminiscent of Pei Chen and Huo Yao's recent frequent dates and late return, he frowned and reminded: "Pei Chen, your work status is not very good recently."

"...Huh?" Pei Chen was stunned, unable to react for a while.

"Don't neglect military affairs because of personal affairs."

"No, it's not me!" Pei Chen quickly clarified for himself.

Seeing that there was no one around, he dared to speak in a low voice: "Sir, it's Junior Lin from the mecha department..."

"Ok?"

Hearing the words "Junior Lin", Feng Huai was slightly moved.

"What's up with him?"

Pei Chen observed Feng Huai's face, and secretly took out the terminal: "Brother Lin participated in the dance tonight, which attracted a lot of attention..."

The interface of the forum stopped on the screen, and three eye-catching headlines came into view——

"Junior Lin from the mecha department caught three department grasses in one night!"

"The only thing I don't care about is Senior Feng Huai!"

"Feng Huai's face turned green with anger!"

The person who broke the news was full of desire to survive, nicknamed "Senior Feng, don't block my account", and very thoughtfully attached several high-resolution photos to the main building to prove the authenticity of all this.

In the first photo, Lin Ye was sitting beside Tang Hao Shen Rui, and Shen Rui was pouring wine for him with a smile, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

In the second photo, when Lin Ye took Wen Zhun Yaowu's hand, the eyes of the two were ambiguously entangled, and sparks flew everywhere.

In the third photo, Lin Ye's fair face was stained red by wine, he was hooking Ye Siming's shoulder, smiling.

The photos are more ambiguous than the last one, Lin Ye walks among the three of them with ease, without a trace of reluctance, and everyone looks at him with burning eyes.

And the last photo...is a profile photo taken of him on the way back to the command building office after declining the invitation to the ball today.In the photo, his face was extremely gloomy, as if something terrible had happened.

Feng Huai's Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

In his previous life, he knew that Shen Rui liked Lin Ye, but Wen Zhun and Ye Siming... When did they become so familiar?!

The reply below has already exploded.

2L: "Damn it, is it so exciting?!"

3L: "Junior Lin Ye is so handsome today! This dress is too eye-catching! If the rival in love is not so awesome, I would like to chase after him!"

4L: "I think Senior Shen looks at Junior Lin with the most affectionate eyes!"

5L: "Junior Lin chose Senior Wen to dance!"

6L: "Then he only put his arm around Senior Ye's shoulder!"

7L: "Do you still remember that Junior Lin has a boyfriend who had dinner with? I bet it's Senior Shen!"

8L: "Didn't someone hack into the school system a few days ago and publicly confess to Lin Xuedi? It should only be possible for Ye Xuechang!"

Pei Chen said inappropriately: "Sir..."

As Feng Huai's adjutant, he had already discovered that Feng Huai's attitude towards Lin Ye was very unusual, so after he knew the news, he didn't dare to hide Feng Huai at all.It's just that because of Ling Han's existence just now, didn't say it immediately.

At this moment, he looked at Feng Huai's face, and thought in his heart, is this more than unusual?Sir, your concern for others is clearly written on your face!

"when did it happen?!"

"Half an hour ago," Pei Chen paused, looked at him cautiously, and spoke after deliberating, "The dance should not be over yet."

Feng Huai's eyes darkened, he squeezed his fingers tightly, and immediately put on his military uniform and went out.

"I'm going back to the military academy."

The dance isn't over yet.

The sound of the music became more and more lingering, and the lights above were creating ambiguity, landing on the delicate faces of the two, adding a bit of gentle charm to the delicate and sharp eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Zhun put his arm around Lin Ye's waist, and the other hand fell on his shoulder. The force was very light, so that Lin Ye wouldn't feel the slightest discomfort, but he didn't let anyone else touch Lin Ye during the whole process.

Every step of his dance is easy, his posture is relaxed and casual, and he is like a fish in water in a social situation where countless eyes gather. He is completely different from the appearance in the bar at that time, but he exudes a unique noble charm.

The blue eyes are like a vast ocean, deep and gentle, making people unable to stop sinking into them just by looking at them.The warm light shines into the pupils, like the sun on the sea level.

More and more people are focusing their attention on the two.

"Dancing really well!!!"

"What a standard dance!!"

"Ah, it's Senior Wen Zhun! Is the person opposite him Junior Lin?"

"I'm going to die! Brother Lin is so handsome! Why is he a beta!!!"

Hearing the voices around him, Wen Zhun's smile deepened, and he praised in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Junior Lin, I really didn't expect your ballroom dancing to be so good."

"I participated in similar dances when I was in Emperor Star before."

"Really?" Wen Zhun was slightly surprised, "I heard that Junior Lin and Marshal Ji are very close?"

"Marshal Ji Weimian is my teacher."

"No wonder. It's too unfortunate to say it. I have been in Emperor Star for so many years, but I have never met you at a banquet."

"The marshal is busy with military affairs, and he doesn't have much time in Emperor Star. He will accompany me when he goes out on missions, so I only participated a few times." Lin Ye explained.

In fact, he doesn't dislike such social occasions, but he doesn't have too much interest. The reason why he participated in the past was only for necessary entertainment.

Wen Zhun smiled, quite understanding: "I hope we can have fate at the next dance."

The music gradually came to an end, the tune became soothing and tactful, and the waves gathered together and flowed quietly.

After the song was over, Lin Ye retreated to the original distance, saluted Wen Zhun very standardly, then straightened up and looked at him.

Under the lights and on the dance floor, he and Wen Zhun maintained a subtle distance, their eyes touching each other without avoiding it, and there seemed to be an unknown undercurrent surging in the air.

"Brother Lin, thank you for your willingness to honor me."

"It is my honor to dance with Senior Wen."

After the end, Lin Ye returned to the wine table. There were not many people here, and the atmosphere was far more depressed and deserted than near the dance floor.Shen Rui was not around, only Ye Siming was sitting opposite him, playing with the terminal.

Fingers across the wine glass, the colorless liquid in the glass swayed gently, reflecting the face after dancing.

The originally fair face was dyed a light crimson color due to the rhythm of the muscles of the whole body, like a rose silently blooming under the ambiguous light.

Just then, his terminal beeped.

Ming: "You and Wen Zhun have been dancing for so long, I'm almost jealous."

Even across the screen, you can still feel the other party's ridicule and jealousy from the text.In addition, there is also a hint of frivolity.

Lin Ye ignored it, and for this kind of cross-border communication, not responding is the best way to refuse.

Ming: "Honey, are you having fun?"

The temptations again and again exposed the hidden thoughts of the other party little by little, as if eager to try, intending to overcome the hurdle in his heart and move towards a more taboo distance.

Seeing that address, Lin Ye frowned slightly, and finally replied.

Hui Hui: "Don't call me that."

He lowered his eyes to send the message, without noticing at all, the fingers of the person holding the wine glass on the opposite side paused slightly, and an imperceptible smile spread on his lips.

After that, Ming sent him a few messages intermittently, but Lin Ye didn't reply again. He drank the drink in the cup alone, and occasionally chatted with people at the same wine table. During the period, someone borrowed the courage to ask for his contact information, he refused without exception.

I don't know if it's because of dancing, but Lin Ye felt a sense of hotness in his body, which made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's like... the strange feeling that surged in body after demonstrated fixed-point sniping in class with Feng Huai last time.

It was as if a raging fire was burning his heart crazily.

Lin Ye couldn't help tightening his fingers, and put down the wine glass after a while.

"Sorry, excuse me."

He got up and left, and walked towards the bathroom, not noticing the eyes of the person beside him who were more serious than the night at the moment he left.

There is no one in the restroom.

Lin Ye walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and washed his face with cold water.

The continuous flow of water gradually suppressed the dryness in the body, and the tiny water droplets splashed on the collar of the shirt and slid down the fair neck, bringing a touch of charm to the sexy skin.

The sound of running water rubbed against the eardrums, getting louder and louder, gradually covering all the sounds outside, and drowning out the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor.

After a while, Lin Ye turned off the faucet, put his hands on the edge of the washstand, and panted heavily.