"Marshal, Geping's side has been arranged. Soon, he will come to you to report on the recent logistic supply work."
Early the next morning, Mist reported the progress of the work to Qin Qi. If things went well, the marshal would be able to see Geping when the military training was over.
Qin Qi nodded and glanced towards the nearby military training ground. The sky was overcast with dense clouds, pouring rain drenching the earth. The rainwater soaked the ground, making it easy for shoes to sink into the mud, hindering movement. The rain also obscured the visibility, making the training for the military academy students particularly challenging.
"We'll continue with extra training today."
Mist paused for a moment. He originally thought that the marshal would end the training early today, after all, the marshal had only been in charge of the fourth battalion for a short period of time, and the recruits could not stand the intense training under the extreme weather for a while.
However, only by maintaining training in such an environment could the recruits grow up faster.
"Yes, I will inform those instructors now."
Mist saluted and walked off the platform, stepping down the stairs swiftly. Behind him, Qin Qi observed the recruits training in silence, without any movement for a long time.
Mist's pace was quick. Halfway through, he happened to run into Ya Xiao, who was planning to find the marshal.
"Ya Xiao, you've come to test the marshal's TH value?"
Mist looked towards the young man with the black umbrella.
The rainy weather always made people feel a little bit down, but Ya Xiao was still in high spirits as if he would never get tired. His blue eyes which carried a lighthearted smile were so bright that people couldn't help but lighten up.
Mist couldn't help but be infected by him, revealing a smile as well.
"Well, it's almost time for the TH test."
Ya Xiao smiled back at Mist. Noticing that he was heading towards the training ground, he asked with concern, "Do you have an umbrella? Use mine first if you don't."
It couldn't get wet on the platform, but it was a different story on the training ground. Since Mist was his friend and a weak human, Ya Xiao was willing to lend him his umbrella.
Mist looked at the thoughtful young man in front of him, and his heart warmed as he shook his head and said, "No need, my uniform won't get wet for a while, it'll be fine if I go and come back quickly."
Both of them had a mission, and they didn't delay each other any longer, chatting for a few moments before leaving. Ya Xiao walked up the steps to find Qin Qi.
On the platform, the rain beat against the canopy, creating a pitter-patter sound that echoed through the space. Qin Qi stood tall and straight behind the railing, resembling a towering pine tree.
Ya Xiao ascended the last section of stairs and lifted his head, catching sight of the other's profile partially obscured in the dim light, his features sharp and distinct.
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The current amount of training for the military academy students was almost twice as much as the previous recruits.
There was also a related scenario in the original plot.
His younger brother Qin Chen was an instructor of the second battalion, but he had also been given the task of increasing the amount of training for the recruits. It was said that this was something Marshal Qin had taken the initiative to propose to the marshals of the border bases.
Associated with the plot of the subsequent large-scale insect wave, Ya Xiao had no doubt that Qin Qi should have known from the very beginning that there was a hard battle to be fought next, or else he wouldn't have suddenly increased the amount of training for the recruits at this juncture.
The crisp sound of closing an umbrella had been suppressed to a minimum, but it still reached Qin Qi's ears. He looked to the side, and when he saw the smile on Ya Xiao's face, he turned around and walked over to the butler, stretching out his wrist.
This spot happened to have a wall blocking the view of the recruits who were training. For the past few days, Qin Qi had been having Ya Xiao test his TH value from this side of the corner.
Of course, it was cloudy and rainy, and the recruits were suffering in training. Even if the two weren't standing in the corner of the platform, no one would even have the heart to see what was happening.
The current TH value of the marshal was stabilizing.
Although it was still within the zone of a high-risk taboo person, it wouldn't suddenly go out of control as long as there were no external triggers.
"Marshal, why is there rain on your face?"
After Ya Xiao finished recording the value with satisfaction, he raised his head slightly to see tickling raindrops dripping down the side of Qin Qi's face.
The platform was purposely constructed with a roof to block the rain, and the villain had been watching the training of the recruits from the platform, so it was logical that he shouldn't be soaked in the rain.
Qin Qi was like a wild beast that was resting, his black eyes revealing a few moments of disinterest as he faintly said, "I went down just now."
The marshal, as the highest instructor of the intensive training, could stay at the platform all the time, but that meant that there was no way to get to know this group of military academy students in depth.
"Oh."
Ya Xiao glanced at the sporadic mud on Qin Qi's shoes and nodded obediently. He didn't ask Qin Qi why he didn't wear a raincoat or an umbrella. This kind of question didn't need to be asked to know that an umbrella was definitely not suitable at that time. He thought about it and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, earnestly helping to wipe away the rainwater, and said:
"The back kitchen side is preparing hot soup for the recruits to drive away the cold. I'll go and make soup for the marshal later as well. I'll be sure not to let the marshal get sick."
Although the villain was powerful, in the end, he was a human like Mist. As long as he was a human, there was the possibility of getting sick. This was all knowledge that Ya Xiao had learned from the system's virtual space.
Raising a human must be well-protected on all fronts, especially if it was like Qin Qi, who could lose control of his body and cause injuries when he moved. So, Ya Xiao wiped the raindrops with extra care, not letting go of the slightest bit of it.
When Qin Qi saw Ya Xiao raise his hand, he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but when he met those eyes full of concern, Qin Qi unconsciously stopped his movement and let the other party wipe his face.
As a soldier who had been fighting for many years, it was impossible for him to get sick from just a single shower of rain, but it was as if Ya Xiao viewed him as a fragile object. His eyes were full of seriousness as if he might get hurt if he didn't pay attention to it a little.
Through the smooth handkerchief, he could clearly feel the soft warmth of the young man's fingers. Qin Qi unconsciously looked into Ya Xiao's blue eyes which were always smiling. His fingers gave the same feeling as his whole person, always warm. Qin Qi's skin that was touched was vaguely a little hot.
"Enough, no need."
Qin Qi pressed down on Ya Xiao's wrist. His tone was a little stiff as he voiced his refusal, "It's just a little bit of rainwater, it'll dry up in no time."
Ya Xiao had actually finished wiping. He looked up at the villain's expression and was originally planning to withdraw his hand.
But the warm dampness coming from his wrist stopped Ya Xiao from moving. After some thought, he clutched the marshal's wrist with his other free hand in turn, coaxing in a low voice, "Wait until I finish wiping the marshal's palm, then I won't wipe it anymore."
Gotta dry the palm or the villain gets sick and it's not good.
As for why the rain was drenching the palm, Ya Xiao had overlooked that.
Qin Qi lowered his head to look at Ya Xiao's slightly curly black hair. The other party seemed to be worried that he would move around and purposely clutched his knuckles. The contrast between the fair and soft fingers and the hands with calluses that were darker in color was strong.
Those beautiful blue eyes were focused and serious.
The young man who had almost no temper and always had a warm smile on his face would always be a little strangely stubborn at some point.
And most of the time, such contrasts were about himself.
Like this time, when he wiped the water from the rain, and then long ago, when he noticed that he was not in the right mood and forcefully gave him a hug to comfort him.
"Are you like this with all your employers?"
Qin Qi asked suddenly out of the blue as he watched with slightly lowered lashes as Ya Xiao carefully wiped his fingers.
"No, there's only the marshal."
Ya Xiao answered without hesitation when he heard Qin Qi's question. He had only taken care of the villain!
There was only one human, the marshal, who could make him take care of him so attentively!
Qin Qi's heart sank slightly when he asked that question, realizing that his words had crossed the line a bit. However, after hearing Ya Xiao say that he had only done this to him alone, Qin Qi's heart felt like it had been hit and he raised his eyes to look at Ya Xiao.
The black-haired young man was lowering his head and wiping his fingers as if the words he just said were his subconscious reply and words like that without thinking were a person's truest reaction.
Apparently, to Ya Xiao, Qin Qi was special.
Ya Xiao likes the marshal.
Mist's voice rang out again, a love that wanted to be with each other for life.
A heat inexplicably arose in Qin Qi's heart. He moved his gaze and stopped looking at Ya Xiao, but the knot in his throat involuntarily rolled up and down a few times, and sweat seeped out of his palms.
This was a very odd emotion.
Qin Qi had felt such an emotion more than once. Every time, it was Ya Xiao who allowed him to have such an experience.
"Marshal, there."
After Ya Xiao finished wiping the marshal's palm, he folded the handkerchief and put it away, smiling at him, "I'll go get you some hot soup now."
Qin Qi withdrew his hands, and the two hands on the side of his legs seemed to still feel the softness and warmth of the handkerchief wipe.
He lowered his head, his expression as calm as usual, yet the expression under his eyes rippled. After a long time, Qin Qi let out a hmm, "You go."
Ya Xiao looked at Qin Qi, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be something odd somewhere. After gazing at him for a while, Qin Qi, however, turned around as if he intended to start working and took the lead in lifting his steps to leave this corner.
"Okay, Marshal. I'll come over later."
Ya Xiao thought that the marshal should be thinking about the training of soldiers or the matter of "that lord", so he also did not think too much about it and turned around to leave the field.
On the other hand, Qin Qi himself stood in front of the platform again, looking down at the military students rolling around in the wet and sticky soil, his mood could no longer be as calm as before.
Qin Qi had deliberately ignored his mood many times, forbidding himself from thinking too much, but the truth was, it wasn't much use. Whenever Ya Xiao expressed something, his mood would always become a little odd as well.
This eccentricity was not a negative emotion.
Qin Qi was unwilling to look deeper into it every time, but as a grown man who was already almost thirty years old, he was subconsciously already aware of what was going on.
It wasn't strange. Ya Xiao was lively and cheerful, simple and innocent, earnest and responsible, with excellent aesthetics, like a little sun every moment. There should be no one who wouldn't like him.
And such an excellent Ya Xiao seemed to like himself.