TTCTT Ch38part1

Chapter 38 – Sea King

Seeing Zhu Chi actively climb up, Song Chenyi suddenly realized Zhu Chi is there to help him apply medicine.

Looking at Zhu Chi, who just didn’t want to come to his bed, climbed up gently, knelt down next to him, twisted the cover of the wind oil essence to help him apply medicine, Song Chenyi rolled his throat and suddenly began to thank the mosquito that had just bitten him.

He pulled open his clothes, pretending to be pathetic and generally showing it to Zhu Chi. Zhu Chi saw the red dot on Song Chenyi’s back, and figured that he couldn’t reach it himself, so he leaned over, worked hard to strip off his clothes, pressed the bottle mouth of the essence bottle on his swollen skin and gently rubbed it.

Zhu Chi drops the liquid, and when applying the medicine carefully, his fingers felt cool and comfortable.

When Zhu Chi’s hand left him, Song Chenyi’s heart slipped into a faint loss.

‘I can’t wait for that mosquito to bite me even more.’

At this time, the people in the dormitory started yelling.

“Little platoon leader, I have a bite.”

“Little platoon leader, caress us with the white essence.”

Seeing so many people teasing him, Zhu Chi’s face turned red.

Song Chenyi picked up the essential oil in Zhu Chi’s hand and threw it into the hands of the hecklings with a smile. His tone was overbearing: “Apply it yourselves.”

The roommate took the oil essence and muttered, “You’re being so uptight. Applying it to them is just the same when I applied it to you.”

Hearing these three words, Song Chenyi’s heart jumped.

He doesn’t know why, it’s inexplicably dark.

Zhu Chi’s ears are red.

Song Chenyi’s bad heart grew, and he leaned close to Zhu Chi’s ear to whisper, “Well do they call you their little wife?”

Zhu Chi shivered and looked at him accusingly: “Stop talking nonsense.”

Looking at Zhu Chi’s shyness, Song Chenyi was in a good mood.
…

On the second day of becoming a platoon leader, Zhu Chi still didn’t adapt.

The instructor told them that after everyone came, he should supervise them to count off and confirm whether everyone had arrived.

Zhu Chi can only learn from the real platoon leader, stand in front of the team and check the number of people.

Other row’s platoon leader was very angry when they asked everyone to count off. Only Zhu Chi, a small one, stood in front of the team like a mascot.

Because the weather is very hot during military training, Zhu Chi will help distribute mineral water to everyone during the break.

The sun is scorching hot. After a few days, everyone gets a lot of suntan, but Zhu Chi belongs to the type of getting redder than darker. His cheeks are slightly pink, and he is squatting there playing with mineral water bottles at the moment, as if he will glow in the sunshine.

Because of its outstanding appearance, it seems out of place among the long lines of people, and people in their rows often cast their eyes at Zhu Chi and want to follow.

The girls in the fourth row next door were short of mineral water, so they discussed it for a while and finally sent a girl to borrow water from Zhu Chi.

There is still plenty of water in the second row. After the instructor agreed, Zhu Chi took two bottles of water to the students.

The girl said happily, “Thank you.”

Zhu Chi said, “You’re welcome.”

When the girl returned to the team, the people in the team also laughed, and everyone looked at the two men with cp eyes.

Song Chenyi looked in their row, his chest felt heavy and he was upset.

When Zhu Chi saw Song Chenyi’s face covered with clouds, he thought he was thirsty, so he took a bottle of mineral water and handed it in his hand. “Don’t worry, we have enough water pipes.”

Song Chenyi was surprised while holding the water bottle Zhu Chi handed over.

What I care about is not this at all.

At the end of the training, Song Chenyi sat on the steps, raised his neck to drink water, and water droplets slipped from his lips and dripped on his collarbone.

At this time, he heard several girls gathered together to discuss some gossip

“The platoon leader in row two looks so cute.”

“Although we are almost the same age, if you are in love with him, it will feel like brother and sister love.”

“It must be lovely to sprinkle jiao.”

Song Chenyi stood in the tree and looked up to drink water.

Zhu Chi has always been serious and can’t learn to be coquettish, but when he feels wronged and looks at people with round eyes, he is as cute as coquetry.

Listening to their discussion, Song Chenyi suddenly realized that at this time, everyone really reached the age of fantasy about love.

However, if the object they want to fall in love becomes Zhu Chi, Song Chenyi can no longer hold the mood of watching. Like a beast threatening the collar, he is on guard all over.

Wondering, will Zhu Chi want to fall in love?

Just as his mother said, it is impossible to manage him for a lifetime. If he limits his freedom to talk about love, Xiaochi may even hate him.

Song Chenyi held the water bottle handed by Zhu Chi personally, and suddenly felt his throat tighten.

After all, there is no way to imagine Zhu Chi falling in love with someone, and he dared not even think about it.

He drunk up the water in the bottle in one breath, kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

….

Military training is not only rigorous training, but also evening cultural performances.

At eight o’clock in the evening, the instructor will arrange for each row of people to form a big circle and leave a performance field.

This is a test of character. Whoever is drawn will perform on stage.

At this time, Zhu Chi can feel that everyone around him is stunted.

Some people dance street dance very well, some people can do magic, and some people can’t do anything. They waved their hands to everyone and caused everyone to burst into laughter.

In the row next door, a handsome boy has been called and sang a song.

Song Chenyi was short of interest, sitting next to Zhu Chi and playing with his hair all the time.

A boy next to him knew the person who was performing in the next row, patted Song Chenyi on the shoulder and introduced: “Hey, I’m telling you, that handsome guy in the next row is a junior classmate named Xiao Yan. Everyone fell in love with him from the beginning. It can be said that he is a famous Sea King. Up to now, at least he has seven or eight predecessors.”

When the boy saw Song Chenyi’s face, he was curious: “Friend, you are so handsome. Have you fallen in love already?”

Song Chenyi said faintly while playing with Zhu Chi’s hair, “I’m not interested.”

“Well … hey, I should warn you still. Xiao Yan is a vegetarian when it comes to love. You should be careful, especially when he looks at his next dish. He kept looking at your friend, and I’m just saying he gets into with anyone regardless of sex.”

Speaking of which, Song Chenyi’s hand playing with the hair of Zhu Chi suddenly froze.

Zhu Chi didn’t notice what the two people were talking about, but he sat in the same place with his left hand on his cheek and watched the program seriously.

Before he was transmigrated into the book, He hadn’t experienced such a thing where everyone is sitting outdoors and enjoying the performance in full swing. For a while, he is full of novelty and fascinated. He doesn’t know the sense of crisis that Song Chenyi has at the moment.

The applause from the next row attracted Song Chenyi’s eyes.

The girls in the fourth row happened to be close to each other and asked if he was in love.

Xiao Yan smiled and said, “Single.”