TTCTT Ch37part2

Finally, he gave a lazy smile and whispered, “Alright, I’ll block it for you.”

Zhu Chi wanted to think of a reply but he could only gently nod his head.

He didn’t realize what he had been taken in, so he turned his back and began to take off his clothes carefully.

He doesn’t understand that the so-called blocking is actually aboveboard.

Zhu Chi’s skin is white, his skeleton is small, and there is no meat or excess fat on him whatsoever. When the clothes are pulled up, Song Chenyi can see a slender waist and a pair of beautiful butterfly bones on his back with very good lines.

Song Chenyi subconsciously rolled his throat.

After Zhu Chi put on his coat, he put his hand on his waistband and began to want to untie his pants again.

At this time, he suddenly realized that Song Chenyi was still standing behind himself.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he ran into Song Chenyi’s straight eyes.

Song Chenyi quickly tilted his line of sight, guiltily saying he didn’t see anything.

Zhu Chi’s beautiful eyes are slightly wide open. Obviously he doesn’t believe it, but without Song Chenyi blocking him, he would be even more embarrassed to take off his clothes in public.

Because someone has a soft spot, Zhu Chi can only discuss with Song Chenyi: “I’ll change clothes, don’t look.”

His clear eyes reflected his shadow, and when he said this, his voice was as light as a cat scratching, like a coquetry.

Stared at by Zhu Chi’s eyes, where is the word “no” in Song Chenyi’s mouth? He said in a polite way, “Fine, whatever you say.”

Zhu Chi reluctantly relieved, turned around, and quickly pushed his pants down to put on wide military training pants. Song Chenyi obediently didn’t watch him this time, but a distracting or accidentally, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Chi glistening long legs.

Because Zhu Chi’s waist is thinner than other boys, his pants always fall down, so he can only tie them tightly with his belt pants, and his simple military training clothes give him another feeling.

After the process, Song Chenyi didn’t know what to do, and his throat was itchy and thirsty.

After changing clothes, Song Chenyi picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed a bottle to Zhu Chi.

“I am not thirsty, “said Zhu Chi with mineral water.

Song Chenyi paused, walked back to take it from his hand and drank it himself.

After getting dressed and making a little preparation, a whistle sounded and everyone quickly went downstairs to the base playground.

The first thing to do after the assembly was to confiscate the mobile phones. The instructor took a big pocket and stood in front of the team with a solemn face, letting the students put them in one by one.

Now, Zhu Chi really has no way to contact his family.

He clutched his mobile phone tightly as if trying to grasp the last sense of security.

To Zhu Chi’s tight shoulders, Song Chenyi walked over and grabbed his back, and whispered to his ear: “It doesn’t matter, I am with you.”

When Zhu Chi saw the reliable Song Chenyi, he was relieved immediately.

Since he was put into this world, Song Chenyi has stayed by his side and accompanied him, which is considered as half of his family.

So, he went up with Song Chenyi. After the phone was turned off, he put it in the bag prepared by the instructor.

Although Zhu Chi was uneasy and wanted to stay beside Song Chenyi all the time, because of the height problem, Zhu Chi stood in the first row while Song Chenyi stood in the last row. Song Chenyi could easily see him, but Zhu Chi needed to look back deliberately to see Song Chenyi’s shadow.

Seeing Song Chenyi, Zhu Chi can only adapt to this strangeness on his own.

Since he has a social phobia, Zhu Chi decided to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible in this military training, not to stir up his head or lead a conspicuous life.

Because there was no training plan for the time being, the instructor stood in front of the team and talked with other people in military uniforms. They were ordered to sit down and rest.

No one spoke for a long time, so Zhu Chi sat in a daze.

There is an ant on the ground that is circling around the stone.

Zhu Chi blinked, and after the ant made the fifth revolution around the stone, he bored and poked his finger on the ground, blocking its way.

At this moment, someone stood up from the edge and went straight to the instructor.

Zhu Chi was at a loss for a moment. He didn’t understand what happened. He didn’t turn around for a moment and followed him up.

After walking up, Zhu Chi found that the instructor was looking at him with appreciation and patted him on the shoulder. “Young people are courageous.”

Zhu Chi looked puzzled and didn’t understand what had happened.

The instructor patted him on the shoulder in front of the students and said, “This classmate volunteered to be the platoon leader of our platoon. His courage is commendable. Everyone applaude him.”

Zhu Chi: “…”

Listening to the applause, Zhu Chi was dumbfounded.

Who is he? Where is he? What just happened?

Platoon leader? What platoon leader?

Zhu Chi’s grief is greater than his heart’s death, and he is eager to find the victim No.2 who came up with him.

He didn’t expect this “victim No.2” to be an instructor with a face of excitement, saying that he was honored to get the position of monitor, and looked at him enthusiastically with the eyes of his colleagues.

Zhu Chi’s lips trembled.

This is really voluntary!

What kind of injustice is it that you come up stupidly without knowing anything? QAQ

…

Zhu Chi, who is “honored” to be a platoon leader all faded.

The instructor put the wind oil essence and some ointment on Zhu Chi’s hand and patted him on the shoulder again. “You are the platoon leader. If someone is bitten by a bug, remember to help them deal with it.”

Zhu Chi had the wind oil essence in his hand while saying yes.

After returning to the dormitory, Zhu Chi still sat on the bed board to vent himself.

He vowed to get rid of the habit of running around with people in the future.

Song Chenyi sat over, touched Zhu Chi’s head and asked him, “Why are you so brave today?”

Zhu Chi: “…”

Please don’t put a knife in his heart again, it hurts.

In the dormitory, Zhu Chi and Song Chenyi share the bunk beds.

Because he was worried about the improper climbing of Zhu Chi, Song Chenyi chose the upper bed.

In the evening, Song Chenyi said to Zhu Chi, “Do you want to come up and sleep with me?”

Zhu Chi shook his head and wrapped himself up with a quilt.

Song Chenyi’s heart itches.

Since graduating from junior high school, Zhu Chi has never slept with him.

He felt that the older Zhu Chi grew, the less close he became to him.

He laid back in bed, racking his brains to think about how to get Zhu Chi to sleep with him.

Before going to bed, Song Chenyi was bitten by a mosquito and subconsciously said, “This mosquito really bit me nonstop.”

It didn’t take long for the voice to fall. Zhu Chi, who had been stubbornly unwilling to come up before, climbed up with a wind oil essence and worked hard to follow the instructor’s instructions to the platoon leader. He glanced at Song Chenyi and said, “Where did it bit you?”