In the bathhouse, there is only dripping water. Tick, tick, very quiet.

I don't know whose heartbeat it is. After covering the ticking sound all the way, the red on Mu yuan's face gradually condenses, which is more beautiful than the color of peach blossoms. There is a bit of strange heat in his clear eyes, and a little deep expectation.

Sixteen year old love, not afraid of rejection, not afraid of wrestling, even if rejected, sleep, and is a hero, even if full of tenderness is beaten back, can also be followed with a smile.

Young people are proud, patient, enthusiastic and energetic. They will never turn back on their feelings. They are full of loneliness and courage. They feel that they are the best and deserve the best in the world forever. They have never lost the courage to love each other.

"Haven't you woken up yet?" Jack asked coldly, his face did not show joy or anger, there was no shame or anger, there was no anger, and there was no fluctuation.

It seems that it is normal to be confessed by a teenager.

"I'm sober." Mu Yuan said that he found that once he said something, it became easy and no longer difficult to speak. He even thought it was worth it.

"When I came to west point, the luckiest thing was to meet the instructor. I originally planned to take this intention back to my country, and I wouldn't tell you. Because we have different identities and feelings, you won't even like me. I'm just willing, but I regret it again. I've never been drunk. I remember every word I just said. Of course, I also remember that the instructor avoided me, and you have politely rejected me."

Jack, "..."

Pretend to be crazy with wine?

Good!

Mu yuan's mouth is dry. Today, all this is very abrupt for him. He stretches out the tip of his tender red tongue and licks his dry lips. Jack's corners of his eyes shrink slightly, but his face doesn't move.

Mu Yuan said, "I like instructors very much, so can I pursue you?"

"No!" Jack said decisively, slightly measured his side head, very calm, "you are still young, and don't know what love is. This is blind worship, because I am your instructor, and I am the strongest person you have ever seen, so this is worship and admiration, not admiration between men and women. You will be wrong."

Mu Yuan said, "Yes, I'm still young, I'm immature, but I won't even confuse love and worship. That day, when I saw the bomb, I unconsciously jumped up to prove it. If I just worship the instructor, your life and death have nothing to do with me, and I won't protect you. Of course, you are my comrade in arms, and I will protect you at that moment, but when I jumped up, it was an instinctive reaction. If it weren't for my abrupt and secret heart, I wouldn't That way, my body has already made a decision for me. "

The boy's feelings are warm and sincere, his eyes are clean and pure, like a bright light, sweeping through the haze, emitting the warmth of his little sun.

People who have experienced light can't stand darkness.

People who have experienced love, the most difficult to bear is Acacia.

He saw the light, but mu yuan had Acacia in his eyes.

Jack's fingers slightly curled up and clenched into a fist. He gently shook his head, "Mu yuan, you are a soldier, and I am also a soldier. We may not have a perfect service in the same country, not to mention that you and I are doomed to be old enemies. Today's words, I don't think I've heard them. You're drunk, and it's best to forget them."

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See you tomorrow!!! Girls, the pre-sale of the ending part of the second volume of the national God of men has begun. Oh, my microblog has a link, and the last signature was fierce, so I didn't sign so many signatures this time. Everyone should start faster. Oh, the lipstick version has been increased to 50 copies @ @!