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The moment Yan Xiao learned of "no medals", Yan Xiao's first reaction was not disappointment, but worry—worried that Zhaofan would be injured, worried that Zhaofan would be sad, and worried that Zhaofan would blame himself too much.

Zhaofan's hoarse voice made his whole heart tighten, and he wished he could appear in front of the other party immediately and hold him in his arms.

After [-] days of devil training camp and nearly a month of fierce fighting abroad, what has Zhaofan been tortured into?

"It's okay." He tried to keep his tone calm, and squeezed out a tolerant smile, "It's already great to be able to go out to participate in the competition. I heard that you are the only one who passed the training and selection in the police academy. Where are you now?"

"Of course it's amazing!" Zhaofan's voice was still rustling, but the tone was higher, and he started coughing as soon as he said a word, and he couldn't stop coughing, which made Yan Xiao frowned fiercely.

Half a minute later, Zhao Fan finally finished coughing, and now his voice became even hoarse, "I won the first place in the group, and the third place in the individual re-sniper comprehensive competition, haha, hahaha, cough cough cough cough cough!"

"What..." Yan Xiao felt as if he was on a roller coaster, subconsciously clenched his phone tightly, "Group number one?"

"Yeah! Are you awesome, Brother Fan? Are you powerful?" Zhao Fan's voice became hoarse as he spoke, but his excitement couldn't be suppressed. It's still the third one, I'm fucking floating, I haven't slept for two nights!"

It seems that "no medal" does not mean losing the game. Yan Xiao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but was still worried about Zhaofan's physical condition, "What's wrong with your voice? Are you injured?"

"Ah, did you hear that?" Zhao Fan was obviously laughing, but it sounded like a tracker in the old days moaning in pain when he was whipped.

Yan Xiao's heart ached to death, "I'm so dumb that I can't hear it? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just that, roar."

"what?"

"Roar." Zhao Fan explained with a hoarse voice, "The place where we competed this time is in the Gobi desert. Damn, have you seen the 'Blood Storm'? There was a sandstorm in that place, and even the sky was red. Opening your mouth is like a mouthful of sand. The communicator doesn't work most of the time, and the only way to communicate is by yelling. Isn't my voice very loud? I talk a lot. "

Proud as hell!Yan Xiao roared in his heart, "Then have you returned to China now? Where is it? I..."

I'm on vacation and I can visit you anytime.

"It's in the capital." Zhaofan sighed suddenly, and his tone dropped, turning into the low, hoarse voice just after the call was connected, "Brother Xiao, I'm mainly talking to you about this. What's inside?" , Didn’t I agree to give you the medal? The honor belongs to me, and the medal belongs to you. But I didn’t know until I arrived at the training camp that in this level of competition, we can only take a photo with the medal and cannot take it home. I , I can’t give it to you.”

Compared with Zhaofan's safety, a medal is nothing at all.Yan Xiao suddenly felt a big stone fall from his heart, and felt that Zhaofan who was thinking about this matter was extremely cute.What Zhao Fan said made him feel more heartwarming than directly giving him the medal.

"Understood." He said, "My brother has also handed over many medals to the army."

"But I have nothing to give you." Zhao Fan sighed again, "I wanted to pack a bottle of sand for you before I came back, but my teammates said that sending sand meant insulting people and idiots, so I didn't pretend."

"It's all right." Yan Xiao comforted: "You came back safely, and you also won the first place in the team and the third place in the individual event. I... I am honored. How long will you stay in the capital?"

"About a week. The Ministry of Public Security and the Special Operations Headquarters will hold a commendation summary meeting. I am hoarse and have to be taken to the hospital for a comprehensive examination." Zhao Fan coughed a few times after saying a few words, "By the way, your brother Also. Fuck, your brother is so awesome, he is the youngest of the instructors who led the team, and he tortured me to death in the training camp..."

"Then let me come and see you." Yan Xiao blurted out.

"Really?" Zhao Fan was happy, "That's good, that's good, I hate going to the hospital the most, so you accompany me."

Yan Xiao bought the air ticket for the day, and three hours after hanging up the phone, he boarded the flight to the capital.

Zhaofan is a student of the police academy, so he should live in a dormitory arranged by the Ministry of Public Security, but the main participants in this competition are special forces, and police school students and police officers are specially invited participants.Zhaofan followed the special forces and lived in the sanatorium of the special forces.

Yan Xiao got off the plane and went straight to the sanatorium. When he saw Zhaofan, the surrounding seemed to suddenly quiet down, leaving only a quick heartbeat.

The indoor temperature is high, and Zhaofan only wears a dark green loose sleeveless T-shirt on his upper body. He is thinner and darker. The muscles of his arms are smooth and powerful. Thinness is not thinness, but the kind that radiates light and spirit from the inside. Thin, with bright eyes, with a long-lost reunion smile and inherent arrogance.

"Brother Xiao!" Zhao Fan came striding forward, put one hand in his trouser pocket, grabbed Yan Xiao forward with the other, and put his arm around Yan Xiao's shoulders in front of him, "Long time no see!"

The chests of the two collided, and the familiar breath spread around, and Yan Xiao felt that his heart was about to pop out of his throat.

Zhaofan's voice was not as hoarse as it sounded on the phone, but it had a touch of sex appeal, especially since the voice was so close that it almost licked the eardrums, it was just terrible.

Yan Xiao tried his best to stabilize his mind, returned a more powerful hug, and then pushed the person away, "Let me see."

Zhaofan took a few steps back, first opened his hands, and turned around, then lifted up the sleeveless T-shirt generously, revealing the more impressive abdominal muscles trained by the devil set, raised his eyebrows very high, and asked proudly: " How about it?"

The lower abdomen was hot, the blood was rushing through the body, and the temples were beating uncontrollably. Yan Xiao stood there, his neck was tense, and he didn't respond for a while.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't respond, but that he had a reaction that couldn't be shown!

The person in front of him didn't understand at all how damaging such a move was to him.

Zhaofan said "Huh?", deliberately puffed up his abdominal muscles, and made a "pop" sound, "Brother, I allow you to touch it."

Yan Xiao took a deep breath.

Zhaofan looked down and found that the movement of lifting the T-shirt with his hands was not very grand, because he couldn't make the movement of opening his arms because he was pulling the hem of the clothes with his hands.

So, he simply bit the hem of his clothes, raised his chin, and opened his hands boldly.

In this way, the chest muscles are also exposed.

"How?" His teeth were close together, and his pronunciation was not very clear. He blinked at Yan Xiao, his eyes were saying - come and praise me for my training results!

Yan Xiao turned around and went straight to the door.

"Fuck me?" Zhao Fan spat out the hem of his clothes, "Brother Xiao, where are you going?"

"Stomach pain." Yan Xiao fled in a hurry, "Go to the tuba!"

Zhao Fan pursed his lips, "Tch, in such a hurry? At least you should give me a compliment."

Yan Xiao hid in the bathroom, all the uncontrollable impulses and desires in his body gushed out in the form of sweat.

In just a few minutes, I was sweating profusely.

He never dreamed that when he first arrived at a Buddhist sanatorium like a sanatorium, before the ground was hot, he would rush out and shoot.

Zhaofan was too foul just now, he couldn't control it at all.

In the past, Zhaofan was also beautiful and handsome, but now his skin is darker, his body is stronger, and his voice is deep and sandy, and his whole body exudes vigorous and strong sex appeal.

When Zhaofan bit the hem of his clothes, he felt bad thoughts almost instantly.

Wanting to press this perfect person under him, possessing, demanding, and penetrating frantically.

What kind of hearty love will that be?

Every ten days before the Spring Festival, the temperature is at its lowest. He turns the faucet to the maximum, pours ice water on his face and head, and repeats it many times.

Zhao Fan waited for a long time and did not see Yan Xiao coming back, thinking that this person has been in the tub for so long, it must be because there is no paper in the bathroom?So he grabbed a roll of paper and ran to the bathroom, but when he opened the door, he saw Yan Xiao was "washing his hair".

"Damn!" Zhao Fan shouted, "Are you crazy? The water is so icy!"

Yan Xiao propped himself up, the whites of his eyes and eye sockets were flushed with lust.

Zhao Fan hurriedly passed the roll of paper over, "Hurry up, wipe it, why are you messing around here? Your eyes are all red, it's like 'I'm sorry to see you'."

Yan Xiao really wanted to explain the correct usage of "I see you feel pity", but after looking at Zhaofan's eyes, he decided to deal with it coldly.

Zhaofan is the only student in the entire expedition team. The others are either the elite of the police or the top of the army. He is the youngest and talks a lot. Calm and taciturn.

He had been suffocated for dozens of days, so when he saw Yan Xiao, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and he couldn't stop eating dinner, and he became hoarse at the end, and then he calmed down.

Yan Xiao was both funny and heartbroken. Seeing that it was getting late, he had to go to the hospital tomorrow. Although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to say goodbye.

A place like a sanatorium is no better than a dormitory in a police academy, where idlers cannot stay overnight.

Yan Xiao booked a nearby hotel, which was only a 10-minute walk away.

When I returned to the hotel, I found that Yan Ce was waiting for me.

Compared with Zhao Fan's peeled appearance, Yan Ce has hardly changed. It seems that the sandstorm in the desert only polished the contestants, but could not move the instructors at all.

"Brother." He walked over.

"Yeah." Yan Ce nodded and poured tea into an empty cup.

He picked up the cup and drank the tea in one gulp.

Every time the two brothers get together alone, the atmosphere is a little awkward.Yan Ce didn't speak, and Yan Xiao didn't know what to talk about. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "It's hard work leading the team this time. I heard that you won the first place in the team. Congratulations."

Yan Ce smiled lightly, "You still care about me?"

Seeing that his cup was empty, Yan Xiao poured it for him.

"Is Zhaofan the one you care about?" Yan Ce cast a glance, "He came to the capital so soon."

Yan Xiao sat up straight, a little confused about what his brother meant, so he could only say, "I'll come and see you. The Spring Festival is coming soon, have you been home this year?"

"Now I will pretend to be good." Yan Ce snorted softly, "I have a mission, so I won't go back."

"Oh." Although the purpose of this trip was to meet Zhao Fan and had little to do with Yan Ce, Yan Xiao still couldn't help being disappointed when he learned that Yan Ce would not go home during the Spring Festival.

"The path you chose seems to be going well." Yan Ce said suddenly.

Yan Xiao felt a heavy heart when he heard this.

"It's a good thing to be able to find your own way." Yan Ce took a sip of tea and continued, "I don't appreciate your novels, but I have a rough understanding that you seem to be quite popular on that website called 'Fenggui'."

Yan Xiao clenched his fist, "Yes."

"Then persevere with all your heart." Yan Ce's tone was a bit sighed, "I wanted you to wear a military uniform like me at first, but you didn't want to. Later, I wanted to take Zhaofan to the 'Long Sword', but he didn't want to either. In terms of disobeying me, you are quite alike."

It was only then that Yan Xiao realized that Yan Ce had persuaded Zhao Fan again in the past few dozen days.

"However, you have all found the way you want to go, so I won't say anything else." Yan Ce put down his teacup, "This time the Ministry of Public Security will award him the honor of 'Sharpshooter'. Very few people in the country have won this honor. It can be said that, His future is limitless.”

Yan Xiao thought of Zhao Fan's vigorous gaze, and his heart gradually became hot.

Yan Ce turned his gaze around, and said slowly and seriously: "You are on the road you have chosen, and don't lose to him."