Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

The uneasy restlessness stopped instantly.

Things that can be completed in just a few tens of seconds, but the time seems to be infinitely stretched, and every frame of action is accompanied by countless heartbeats, especially in a silent environment.

The two were too close, apart from the temperature from the fingers through the shirt, there was also the tactile sensation of breathing on the forehead.

These two feelings are not painful or itchy, but when they are combined, they make people's cheeks feel inexplicably hot.

"Have you learned?"

I don't know how long it took before the indifferent voice woke up the drowsy consciousness.

In fact, Yan Xuechi didn't pay attention to the action just now at all, so he could only answer hard.

"I learned."

Lancer didn't answer, but put his loose tie, together with his body, in front of Yan Xuechi.

Yan Xuechi's hands stretched out in mid-air were obviously a little uncomfortable, but she finally attached them to the wrinkled tie hesitantly.

"...You are so hot." Yan Xuechi tried to find some topics to ease the atmosphere.

However, as soon as the words fell, even he himself felt that the words seemed somewhat ambiguous.

"I mean to ask you, do you have a fever?"

Yan Xuechi didn't know that the other party had a fever, but there were inexplicable signs of a soaring body temperature on her body.

Lanser didn't answer, but leaned down, and pressed his forehead against the broken hair on Yan Xuechi's forehead. Seeing that he wanted to hide, he gently supported Yan Xuechi's face with his hands, intentionally making him look at him, "Mr. Yan, feel it yourself?"

When talking, Lancer's eyes kept looking directly at the deep and dark pupils of the other party. No matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid the scorching gaze.

This action has exceeded the safe distance between people.

But it's hard to say that there are other purposes. Yan Xuechi had a hard time getting used to it, but it's hard to say anything.

It is fever.

But at the same time, there were scorching breaths and panting sounds that were aggravated by illness.

This feeling is very subtle, and I don't know whether it is the nature of alpha and omega to attract each other, or the original reason, Yan Mingming is fine, and it also means that he is going to be infected by the body temperature of the other party.

When she came back to her senses, Yan Xuechi realized that she was clutching his tie and pressed it against her heart, not knowing whether to let it go or push him away.

After hesitating again and again, he finally decided to hastily fasten his tie, and then push him away.

"It's... fastened."

Lancer finally let go of his hand unwillingly, stood up slightly, and looked at the tie in front of him with the help of the weak light.

When I saw that embarrassingly ugly knot, the joy I had tasted just now disappeared immediately.

"Did you do it on purpose?" When he spoke again, his voice was obviously much cooler.

"Yes." Yan Xuechi replied truthfully.

"Untie it." Lancer was not really angry, but said something in a half-commanding tone.

From the beginning, I was a little trembling in front of myself, and now I can do this kind of thing.

Although this joke is a bit nasty, at least it can be felt that after so many days of making coincidences, it finally dispelled the other party's vigilance.

"Sorry sir, I didn't think about how to solve this problem when I tied it on." Yan Xuechi purposely leaned a little closer when she said this, and hurriedly stood up and walked towards the door after speaking.

Otherwise, after Lancer's reaction, Yan Xuechi felt that she would definitely leave.

When she walked to the door and was about to open it, the smile on Yan Xuechi's face suddenly faded.

Can't push.

Yan Xue pushed it again without giving up, but she still didn't push it away.

However, there was no handle on the door, and Yan Xuechi looked around, but she didn't reach the mechanism to get out.

"Don't push it. All personal offices in the military department are equipped with iris recognition. Unless I go to help you open it, you won't be able to get out." Lancer still sat on the sofa without moving, and glanced indifferently at the futile Yan Yan. Snow late.

"Before I ran, I specially tied a knot for me. If all the bad guys are like you, the police department can basically clean up and eat."

Yan Xuechi realized that she had miscalculated, she was a little embarrassed, and touched her nose, "I have something to do next, can you open the door for me?"

Lancer didn't answer, but just lowered his head, looking at his tied tie.

Yan Xuechi had no choice but to walk back in despair.

However, it is estimated that it is really dead, and it cannot be solved.

"Sorry." Yan Xuechi's original intention was just to express his dissatisfaction with the other party's sudden action of pressing his forehead.

I never expected that a word would become a prophecy, and I really couldn't solve it.

"I'm going to work later, are you going to let me go out like this?"

"Well...can you just cut it off? I'll buy you a new one."

Yan Xuechi knew she was wrong, so she even lowered her voice a lot.

It seems that he hopes that the other party will have a lot of adults and not care about people like himself.

"Give me yours first."

Yan Xuechi did not move.

Although things like ties are worn outside, they can be regarded as relatively personal items to some extent.

The most important thing is that two buttons of the shirt were ripped off just now.

If you take off your tie...

The two of them stalemate for a long time, and finally Yan Xuechi slowly untied his tie not long ago under his gaze.

The clothes also fell apart immediately.

Although it wasn't cold in the office, Yan Xuechi still subconsciously rolled up her clothes, covering the scenery inside her shirt.Only then handed over his tie.

"can I go now?"

Lancer was not in a hurry to answer, nor was he in a hurry to get up from the sofa, he just coughed a few times.

Yan Xuechi also noticed it.

Sickness is really sick, but pretending is also really pretending.

When Yan Xuechi was pressed on the sofa just now, she didn't feel that he was a patient at all, but now he looks very weak.

Lanser saw that this trick didn't seem to be working, so he still had a sullen face, and drank his own water.

"Come on, sleep supplements can't replace real sleep after all. I won't bother you if you take a break." Yan Xuechi thought for a while before telling her, "Don't rely on your youth, just wear a thin coat over your uniform and unbutton it. It’s really nice to look good, but you are the one who suffers. Remember to change into a thicker coat tomorrow, and I will call an ambulance for you if you get sick again.”

Lancer couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth after listening.

Not dull.

To understand is to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

When he got up to open the door for Yan Xuechi, Lancer finally asked the question that he had been thinking about for a long time, "Can I bother you with a question?"

"You said."

"Is Mr. Yan still single now?"

"You're still single for the time being, what's wrong?"

"I have considered the emotional aspect..."

"Not for the moment."

Lancer suddenly didn't want to open the door for him.

Yan Xuechi saw him stop, smiled helplessly, and then explained, "In two years, after thirty, I will vote for the marriage allocation of the Federation. It can also be considered as saving my own time to choose. After all, this job is a good job, and one day you might lose an arm or a leg or even die without a whole body. If the relationship foundation is too deep, if something goes wrong, it will be very unfair to the living people."

Lancer didn't answer.

In the end, she walked to the door silently, opened the door for him, and let him out.

Regarding this question, Lancer thought of thousands of answers that the other party would respond to.

But Yan Xuechi's call made him unpredictable for a long time.

Would you rather find a stranger who will respect you as a guest for the rest of your life than start from your side?

I don't want to drag the other party down because of my short life... Lanser thinks that at least he got it, and it's a good story to have tasted the sweetness.The most difficult thing is that the secret love has no fruit, just like when he was studying, watching the people around him come and go in a hurry, there are friends and some friends, but no matter how many come and go, it is not his turn.

After seeing Yan Xue leaving late, Lancer cut off the tie that had been tied into a dead knot, did not throw it away, but put it away in the cabinet.

Then he put on the tie that was removed from Yan Xuechi's body.

Although it was washed clean, most of the sweet and greasy milk flavor remained.

It was still dark when he walked out of the military headquarters building. Lancer took out his bracelet and glanced at the mission instructions.

Some of these children grew up in welfare homes in the special district of the church, and some were ordinary families around the church.

They are all in the flowering season of almost adulthood, and the sex differentiation has not been completed.

Lancer glanced at the information on the mission instructions again, and entered the address on the operation panel with a blank expression.

However, just as he set foot on the orbit from An Jingxing to other star fields, the bracelet rang unexpectedly.

Lancer connected, not in a hurry to speak.

"Go back to the hospital, you don't need to go to the Church Special Zone." The voice on the other side of the communication was very low. Although the tone was neither urgent nor slow, the aura of calmness and prestige in it made people dare not violate it for a while.

Lancer still didn't answer.

"Let you come back, do you hear me?"

"...Well." Lancer snorted, expressing that he was not deaf.

"Lance, did you hear me?"

"I heard Uncle Huang." Lancer finally replied, and began to reverse the course on the operating panel, and drove in the direction of An Jingxing again.

The Federal Affiliated Hospital is a long way from the center of Anjingxing. The building uses the latest type of suspended corridor. One is to ensure sterility to a large extent without contact with the ground, and the other is to limit population density. .

The disadvantage is that the area is too large, and no personal means of transportation are allowed to walk except wheelchairs, so the Federal Affiliated Hospital is also known as "running broken legs."

It was already daylight when Lancer arrived.

After parking the car, he went straight to the special ward in the West District.

Lancer ran for half an hour in a daze for this section of the road alone. Normally, he didn't feel much about running this section of the road. After all, his previous physical training was much stronger than this.

But during the illness, and staying up all night relying on half a bottle of sleep supplements to continue life, this journey is a bit reluctant.

The atmosphere in the special ward area is actually very dignified.

It is lifeless all the year round, except for robots and various medical equipment, even a nurse can't see it very much.

Lancer found the door number, knocked on the door and walked in directly.

The ward is divided into two areas, the inside is the treatment area for patients, and the outside is a living room for family members to rest.

Seeing that it was Lancer who came in through the door, the man sitting on the sofa raised his head slightly and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Morning, uncle."

"Did I let you take over this matter?" Even if it was a question, the middle-aged man's voice was very nice.

He is neither fast nor slow, but still majestic, wearing a dark brown woolen suit, even though he is no longer young, his figure is still in good shape.Although the traces left by the years can be seen on the face, it still does not affect the reality that this skin looks good.The glasses with gold rims added a bit of sophistication to this appearance.

Lancer didn't answer the words, and didn't dare to sit down, so he just stood there with his head down, motionless.

"I got it from Chief Detective Wei of the police department, saying that you took the initiative to take over this mission from Chief Detective Yan."

"Um. He wasn't too keen on taking it, so I just—"

"According to the military surveillance, you entered your office together at [-]:[-] in the morning. At [-]:[-] in the morning, Inspector Yan came out of the office alone."

"However, when Detective Yan went in, he was fully dressed, and when he came out, not only was his tie gone, but he didn't even close the buttons of his shirt."

After saying this, the middle-aged man set his eyes on Lancer's chest and nodded thoughtfully, "So his tie is on you."

The person with the highest authority in the Federation naturally has the right to call the military to monitor.

But this behavior still made Lancer a little displeased, he gritted his teeth, but didn't say anything.

"What to play, who to play with, you can do whatever you want until the marriage contract is finalized. But when it comes to the family, Lu.Shui.Love.Fate is nothing more than a one.night. Abandon."

"But let's forget about Inspector Yan, don't get involved with him." The middle-aged man added after finishing speaking.

Lancer: "Can I ask you a question?"

The middle-aged man's grasping ability is very keen. Before Lancer asked, he noticed that his attitude was completely different from usual, "Did you ask it yourself, or did you ask it for someone else?" "Don't ask the latter." , I won’t tell you if you ask me, why bother to hurt my feelings.”

"..." Lancer originally wanted to insinuate about the hearing aid equipment that Yan Xuechi customized in this hospital.

But the other party obviously didn't give him a chance to speak.

"There is no need to look for those five people. Ika has already woken up, and there is no need to transplant organs for the time being, but it will be hard to say next time."

"If my brother really needs those people...why do you assign this kind of mission to Inspector Yan? Obviously this kind of mission is not within the jurisdiction of the police department." Lancer still couldn't hold back and asked.

The middle-aged man smiled after hearing this.

The kind of reluctant smile that treats the younger generation with a bit of doting in helplessness is not good-looking, "If you don't have enough money, you can tell me, I can give you whatever you want, but this kind of problem, in the future Don't ask any more."

Lancer obviously wanted to ask more questions, but the middle-aged man had already stood up from the chair, and the assistant who followed him put on his coat immediately.

"Go and see your brother, he's inside, he should be awake. I still have things to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

"Uncle Huang, go slowly." Lancer still said respectfully behind him.

Seeing the back of the middle-aged man gradually walk away, Lancer knocked on the door of the inner ward, and only dared to open the door to enter after getting a response.

When Lancer saw the person lying on the bed, he was obviously a whole circle thinner than the last time he saw it, and there were various therapeutic instruments beside him.

"I thought someone was here." The young man in the hospital bed heard the movement, and said quietly under the quilt.

"Are you okay?" Lancer stood there for a while before walking towards the hospital bed.

"Well...it's almost fine, but I feel uncomfortable when I see you."

After all, they grew up together. Although Lancer also had a lot of dissatisfaction with him, the fights since childhood...even Lancer was beaten unilaterally.But at the critical point, Lancer also distinguishes between primary and secondary.

"What's going on? I was not there at the time. I heard it was a sudden shock?"

"It can be understood as cardiac arrest, almost dying." Ika replied lightly.

Listening to his calm tone, it doesn't look like he walked through the gate of hell at all, "Be more careful in the future—"

"I didn't realize before that my good brother cares about me so much." Ika interrupted before Lancer finished urging.

Lancer: "Brother after all."

"From the analysis of genetic and structural composition, we are highly overlapped to some extent. However, when it comes to the ethical relationship of blood, it seems that the relationship between us is not that big, just like two people passing by on the street. "

Lancer heard his tone of voice was a little bit weird, and asked straight to the point, "What do you want to express?"

"I smell my brother... there is a smell of other Omega pheromones, and it is very strong. It can't be contaminated by a safe distance. To be honest, I am not very happy."