office

Ji Qi, who was sitting on a solid wood chair, looked at Lexington, who was squinting in front of him, and was a little overwhelmed. He kept his head as low as possible, and kept sorting out the information he had since taking office, so that he could report to the college and the governor's palace at the end of the month to receive a stipend. But the slightly trembling tip of the pen exposed his anxious heart, and from time to time he raised his eyes to peek, and found that the secretary he had appointed yesterday had been staring at him, and her pupils were full of the figure of herself buried in the office, like an avid fan meeting his favorite singer, her eyes did not move an inch.

He sighed slightly, remembering what had happened this morning.

When we came this morning, Jiqi found a beautiful figure in the kitchen, holding a shovel and humming an unknown tune, happily making breakfast. Then he presented himself a steaming porridge of meat like a perfect maid, and after that, without saying anything, he pulled out a chair and sat opposite him, staring at himself like a fool, with a slight grin at the corners of his mouth and stars in his pupils.

Ji Qi doesn't know if his words were too heavy yesterday, causing Lexington to deliberately retaliate like this today. But this is not the act of revenge, isn't it all about poisoning porridge, hiding a blade under a pillow, and screaming in the window in the middle of the night. That's what revenge is! Get up so early in the morning and make breakfast for yourself, what is this called revenge, this is called, is it called liking yourself? Ji Qi quietly deduced in his heart that he was not a narcissist, but he was not a wooden person with negative emotional intelligence, and he could also see the girl's obvious thoughts. When I was in the academy before, I saw a pretty cute girl who brought lunch to a boy in the class every day, but I don't know if the head cramped or filled with water, the boy didn't even notice the girl's mind, and thought it was the maid arranged by the family to take care of him, so the two came tepidly for more than half a year, and there was no progress, so the girl gave up decisively, leaving the poor child to mumble quietly, why didn't my maid bring me food. To tell the truth, such a piece of picking flowers fell on him is really blind, exactly the same as what is written in the ancient poem, the falling flowers are affectionate, the flowing water is unintentional, and the flowers are about the colder the water. So seeing such a tragedy happening around him, Jiqi decisively chose to study some love manuals about girls' minds, after all, the ship girl is also a female, and has the same thoughts and expressions as ordinary girls. So, he flipped through the books on psychology and love in the college library, so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past and end up alone like that brother.

Therefore, the collection of prayers that think that they can return from school can still be aware of some particularly obvious explicit hints for girls, such as getting up early to write love letters for the person they like, such things don't only happen to young boys, most girls will do this, even if they are very reserved girls, when they meet the one they have in front of their eyes, they will still run over with their skirts and farts and ask each other if they have a girlfriend. Jiqi is no exception, just like he cooks breakfast for Wales, both of them are expressions of liking each other. Such a clear hint can't be seen, so brother deserves you to be single for so long!

Therefore, Ji Qi looked at the stupid girl in front of him, and made his guess clearer, not to mention that the other party had personally told him the fact that he liked him before. Isn't this a clear show of love, man, what are you waiting for?

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"Lexington?" Jiqi put down the pen in his hand, waved his hand in front of the girl in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" How do you see that you are very different from usual? Is it because of yesterday? ”

"No! I'm really fine! It's true! Lexington, who seemed to have just woken up from a dream, instantly came back to his senses, waved his hand and loudly denied it.

"Well, I know what I said yesterday was a bit heavy and hurtful." Jiqi took a breath and recalled the content of the book, according to the book, girls like duplicity, the more she says it's okay, the more things in her heart are, so most of the girls have to listen to what they say. "So, I'm sorry, Lexington, I apologize. When I talk in the future, I will be careful not to hurt people as much as I did yesterday. ”

Hearing the commander's personal apology, Lexington couldn't help blushing, she pinched the corner of her clothes and lowered her head, and whispered, "It's not all because of yesterday, there are some other reasons." ”

"So what else am I doing wrong?" Jiqi asked along the pole. He carefully recalled everything that had happened in the past, and did not find himself at fault.

"It's not because of the Commander," Lexington replied hurriedly, and then quickly denied it, "It's because of the Commander!" ”

"Me?" Jiqi was a little confused, thinking that you just said that it wasn't my reason, and immediately denied it, what is this called?

"That's you!" Lexington took a deep breath, patted his cheek lightly with his hand, as if cheering for himself, raised his head, and stared at Jiqi like a knife, as if he had returned to the witch mode that overrode all beings, and her tone became stronger, and she said in a deep voice: "Commander, do you remember what I told you before?" ”

"Do you want a stir-fried aluminum strip?" Jiqi looked at the girl who didn't play cards according to common sense in front of her, and was a little confused. He didn't know what he meant by the question, and he didn't know how to answer, so he had to start with the first thing she said.

"It's not! Not that! Push back the timeline! Lexington shook his head.

"Do you want to feel the sea breeze with me?"

"No, it's similar to that."

"Is that a happy birthday to you?"

"The last sentence of this sentence."

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After Lexington sang Happy Birthday to himself, he suddenly approached him and said something in his ear that made her blush and heartbeat, saying that she didn't want the person she liked to shed tears on his birthday, even if not at all.

Jiqi blushed slightly, as if he knew something, and he whispered in a slightly unconfident tone, "I, like you?" ”

"Yes!" Lexington slammed the table, his face as ruddy and hot as a burning peony. She stood up, her slender hands propped up on her desk, as if she had captured prey, and her whole body slowly approached, forcing Jiqi who had nowhere to escape into a corner. Like fragrant peach blossoms, pieces fell on his face. She whispered, like the scene of that night, which is unforgettable.

"I like Commander too, why don't we be together?" She smiled like a flower, captivating the country and the city, like a shocking witch pinching Jiqi's throat, making it difficult for him to say a word of refusal.

Jiqi didn't know what was going on, and in an instant his whole brain went blank, and there was only Lexington's beautiful smile in his eyes. He nodded in agreement, like a marionette, the other end of the thin line was grasped in the palm of his hand, firmly controlled.

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Royal Naval College of the Atlantic

Principal's Office

Cessica held a bone china cup, sipped the steaming green tea inside, his old wrinkled face could not see joy or sorrow, and his originally fierce and decisive eyes were like tamed beasts, peaceful and gentle, like a quiet lake, and he could see the bottom at a glance.

"Dean, this is the investigation report you wanted." The avant-garde in the plaid suit is still young, her long golden hair is neatly coiled up by her, tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a pair of flat gold-rimmed glasses are sandwiched above the bridge of her tall nose. She opened the folder and took out the reports one by one.

"Macalen, Macarron. I was not mistaken. Cecicar looked at the report sheet in his hand, his thin knuckles strained slightly, and the green tendons hidden underneath protruded with angry blood. After a long time, he put down the report and said helplessly: "It seems that he is the one who collaborated with the enemy, a traitor who betrayed us." ”

"The evidence in the report is conclusive, and it is exactly what you suspected." Avant-garde said.

"So where are they in their trade now?"

"I don't know yet, after all, that part of the Pacific Ocean is the territory of the Mercaren family, and we have no way to investigate the details at all, just like this information was provided to us by an admiral who has been removed from the file." Avant-garde explained.

"Already removed?" Cessica was a little surprised, "So he's a lieutenant who has been marked dead in the file?" ”

"Yes, he was removed from the list by Mercarron, that is, the Admiral who graduated with full marks in the Pacific Twenty years ago - Xu Kai."

"Then why did Mecaren do that?" Cecicar asked.

"I want to use him as an experiment to carry out a research project." Qianwei looked at the report on the table and replied in a low voice, "The purpose of the research project is to make the deep sea more powerful, but Xu Kai can't understand the specific implementation, only that every once in a while, Mercaren will take him to a place to draw blood." There is no other information. ”

"Where?" Cecicar asked.

"I don't know, Xu Kai was blindfolded the whole time, but he said that it seemed to be a base on the sea." The avant-garde shrugged and said helplessly.

"He's mad!" Cecikar was furious, and the angry roar resounded throughout the room, and his calm eyes were replaced by anger, "This is simply a hand covering the sky, a promising admiral can be controlled by him like this, what else can't he do!" ”

"This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that another Admiral with a perfect graduation has appeared in the Pacific." The avant-garde pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a serious expression.

"Another?" Cecicar clenched his fists and slammed them into the table. "But there is no record here in the Governor's Palace, and there is not even a word of it."

"If Xu Kai hadn't stated such a situation in the report, he guessed that Mercarron wanted to control the newly appointed Admiral as much as he did, and deliberately erased the file in order to avoid trouble, so that no one would know that there was still a human hope hidden in the distant ocean."

"Sure enough, once a person has a desire, no matter how broken his body is, he will burst out with incredible power." Cessica turned around and looked at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window, smiling bitterly.

"So what should we do now, Headmaster?" The avant-garde looked down and asked.

"Someone must be sent to the Pacific Division to find out, and it must not be noticed by the old fox." Cecicar came up with a countermeasure, "In this way, you go to the avant-garde, and I will rest assured that this matter will be left to you." ”

"Yes, Headmaster." The avant-garde sorted out the documents on the desktop, and stepped on the crisp footsteps to prepare to leave.

"Avant-garde." Cecicar turned to look at the beautiful figure and smiled for the first time in a long time. "If that young admiral is to your liking, make a pact with him."

The avant-garde did not answer, but stopped leaving, her back trembling slightly in the sunlight outside the window, she did not answer, but took a deep breath, opened the closed door and left, disappearing from Cecicar's field of vision, as determined as a warrior who would not look back.

Avant-garde, I'm sorry, I'm not a competent Admiral, and I don't deserve the title Admiral. So, you better go and find the person you are destined for, I'm not, I'm just a passerby in your life, and I don't deserve to let you stay. He looked at the closed door and exhaled a long breath, as if exhaling a lifetime of regret. He looked up at the group photo placed in the corner of the table, the young admiral was surrounded by five beautiful ship girls, and standing behind the admiral was a girl holding a paper umbrella, wearing a gorgeous yukata and a sweet smile that touched people's hearts. Cecicar lifted his fingers, like dead branches, to touch the photograph that had been saved under the glass, but it seemed to feel half of the flames, and it stayed in the air. He smiled bitterly, his sunken eyes full of muddy tears, like non-stop rain, covering his entire old face.

Yamato, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Like a repentant elementary school student, he uses the simplest words to express the endless regret in his heart, he has no superfluous words, as if he has said sorry and irreparable ten thousand times. But beyond that, he had nothing.

Cecchikar propped up the table with one hand and covered his eyes with the other, tears spilling from his fingers and dripping onto the smooth wooden table.