Major General's Fake Boyfriend [Shao Xiang]

Bai Yu sneezed loudly and touched his nose: "It seems like someone is calling me handsome behind my back."

Zhou Heng shook the skewer in his hand: "Are you sure it's not because the chili is too hot?"

"Impossible!" Bai Yu said as he sprinkled another handful of chili powder on his skewer: "How can such a small amount of chili make me sneeze!"

Mei Mei looked at the red meat skewers in his hand and shook her head: "The enemy of beauty!"

The moon and stars are rare and the magpies fly south. It is a clear night and good weather.Liming Detective Agency and his team set up a shelf on the open space next to the old building, placed tables, chairs and benches, gathered around happily to eat skewers, the meat skewers were roasted on the fire and smelled oily, and the aroma could waft for several miles.Uncle Lou was swaying on the recliner to enjoy the shade, with the kebabs that the boys respected by his hand, and he could reach out to grab them when he wanted to eat.

Bai Yu took a bite of the meat skewer and sipped the beer. After finishing the skewer in his hand, he continued the conversation that was interrupted by a sneeze: "Hey, where did we just talk?"

An Xiaotian reminded: "When it comes to people, you didn't kill them."

They happily licked the skewers, and by the way told Bai Yu what happened on the cruise ship.

"Oh, yes, I didn't kill people—that's where your point is always."

Bai Yu was depressed.Except for the days when he was wandering in the three no-zones, he still had a chance to make a move when facing the vicious thugs. Once he returned to ordinary society, the rest of the people would not let him kill people.

Before Dr. Rick, the special team also found other researchers who survived the base explosion, and none of them died at the hands of Bai Yu, all of them were killed by the rest of them.

"Of course it's the key point." Meimei picked up a bunch of vegetables, the kind that didn't put any condiments on it, and put them sideways to her mouth, "We can't let you spend the rest of your life in prison. After everything is over, you You have to go back to a normal life.”

Bai Yu muttered: "That can't always make you kill people... I mean it makes you bear more burdens."

Ying Xiang shook his head with disapproval, and stuffed the skewers into Bai Yu's hands: "No, no."

Zhou Heng sneered: "Look, Xiao Xiang knows it all."

Mei Mei nodded in agreement: "That's right, anyway, we don't have the rest of our lives."

His tone was relaxed, as if he was not talking about the rest of his own life.

Bai Yu felt very uncomfortable, even the delicious grilled skewers became tasteless in his mouth, he threw half a bottle of chili noodles violently, and swallowed it under Ying Xiang's horrified eyes, this time he was finally choked up.

"Cough! Cough cough cough! Cough cough..."

The pepper choked into his throat and burned his entire chest, Bai Yu coughed until tears came out, Ying Xiang hurriedly picked up a cup from the table and handed it to him: "Water!"

Zhou Heng shouted: "Wait—"

Apparently Zhou Heng wasn't timely enough to stop him, Bai Yu had already taken a big sip from the cup, and then spit it all out.

"Wait...well, it's too late." Zhou Heng raised his forehead, "I just want to say that there is my vodka in the glass."

The addition of hot pepper and strong vodka is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire. Bai Yu coughed so badly that his tongue almost burned off.

Ying Xiang was at a loss: "I, yes, I'm sorry..."

"Calm down, it's not your fault." Zhou Heng handed over the ice water, An Xiaotian opened his own lollipop and gave it to Bai Yu. The smell subsided, but it was still gasping and my tongue was a little big.

Ying Xiang was full of guilt, Bai Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and waved his hands: "Don't care about you, hiss."

Mei Mei couldn't help laughing, Bai Yu glared at him, obviously it didn't work, Bai Yu could only hold the ice water, put down the fire and straighten his tongue before fighting.

Mei Mei laughed even louder, and even Ying Xiang, who had a guilty face just now, was taken away from the rhythm, couldn't help laughing, and tried hard not to laugh.An Xiaotian helplessly said to Mei Mei: "You hired him again."

Mei Mei's smile persisted: "Oh, I can't help it, it's fun. This is the so-called unique sense of accomplishment of bullying my younger brother."

"Some things we know very well, so don't poke him all the time." Zhou Heng said, referring to Mei Mei's sentence just now, "Anyway, we don't have the rest of our lives."

"Always let him get used to it." Mei Mei looked at Bai Yu, took a sip of her wine, and suddenly changed her expression: "It just so happens that I have something to say today."

"I'm starting to have problems with my memory."

Everyone was taken aback, An Xiaotian immediately sat up straight: "When did it happen?"

"Two days ago..."

"Didn't I say that if you find out, you should tell me immediately!" An Xiaotian asked sharply. He was obviously very angry. Ying Xiang was taken aback. .”

Bai Yu and the others once escaped from the base, where they were treated as experimental subjects and forced to undergo inhumane transformation experiments. Sentinel guides and ordinary people were all experimental subjects. Great experiment.

They want to use artificial means to make people more powerful, to make ordinary people who cannot be differentiated approach or even become sentinel guides, and to turn low-level sentinel guides into advanced ones. This is their goal.

It sounds like research that is beneficial to human beings, but the process is cruel and inhumane. Under the experimental base, there are countless dead souls. Some of them died, and some of them became failures.

Over the years, Bai Yu is the only one who has successfully crossed the juncture of life and death without leaving any sequelae. Therefore, he is so precious in the eyes of the researchers. Unfortunately, An Xiaotian, Zhou Heng, Mei Mei and Ying Xiang are all "failures". s work".

Meimei’s symptom is his memory. Once his memory begins to decline and he gradually forgets the past, his life will also be lost along with the memory. The moment he forgets everything and becomes a blank sheet of paper is the time to welcome death .

Therefore, Meimei prepared a notebook, not only what happened now, but also according to An Xiaotian's request, he recorded some impressive events by dividing his own affairs into time periods. The farthest event was an event when he was three years old Well, when Meimei read the notes two days ago, she found that she had no memory of this matter.

But three years old is too far away, even a normal person may forget it one day, Meimei is not sure whether there is really a problem with her memory, he is actually worried, uneasy, and does not want his friends to help him. He was on tenterhooks until this morning he found himself forgetting one more thing.

It was impossible for him to forget, the first time he met his Sentinel when he was four years old.In this regard, Meimei finally determined that her memory really had a problem.

"Don't be kidding." An Xiaotian got up with a dark face: "Come with me, you need to have an examination immediately."

Don't look at An Xiaotian's small stature, once he gets angry, the rest of them don't dare to show their anger, and Mei Mei doesn't dare to be a monster, so she obediently follows to check.

A beautiful butterfly circled around his shoulders. Its bright orange wings fluttered gently and stretched out. This is a long-winged swallowtail butterfly. It looks beautiful and attractive, but it is extremely poisonous. Beautiful Things are often dangerous, like roses with thorns and poisonous mushrooms with bright colors.Meimei's spiritual body is such a butterfly.

When his spiritual body appeared, everyone knew that he was not in a calm mood.That's right, even if they knew it a long time ago, when the announcement bell rang, what Mei Mei had to face was his death, and no one could comfort him. Could they still persuade him? You must greet him with a normal heart. To death?

"I don't think he will cry." Bai Yu's tongue finally recovered, "He will definitely say that crying is very ugly and will damage his image."

Zhou Heng agreed: "Well, so don't cry any of you, it doesn't look good when you cry."

"No, no, just look at your face," Bai Yu said, "I don't think I'm ugly when I cry."

Bai Yu wiped the corners of his eyes, there were still tears that had just been choked up, and his eyes were red, as if he had really cried.

Zhou Heng suffocated the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the glass made a heavy echo when it hit the table.

"Then don't cry." Zhou Heng said, "He likes the way you smile the most."

The meal couldn't be eaten anymore, and the rest of the people got up to pack their things tacitly. Uncle Lou swayed on the recliner and half-closed his eyes to watch them carry things back and forth. He raised his neck slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

In the past, the boys usually had to play until late at night, and it was rare for them to break up so early.Uncle Lou's hoarse voice became more indistinct because of drinking alcohol. His old voice scratched his eardrums, and Bai Yu suddenly thought of the priest.

When the children were mischievous, crying, or sad, the priest would kindly and slowly ask, "What's the matter?"

"I have something to do tonight, so I'll pack it first." Bai Yu noticed that he still had a lot of skewers at hand, "Do you still eat your skewers? If you still eat them, I'll warm them up for you. They're all cold."

Uncle Lou waved his hand and lifted the wine in his hand: "As long as there is wine, you young people can't learn from me. When you should have fun, you have to have fun."

"Master." Bai Yu put the things in his hand aside, and sat on the ground like this, "I want to ask you something... Don't think I can't open any pot and carry it. Do you want Xiaolou?"

When Bai Yu and his party first escaped from the base, there were not five people, but six people. The sixth was Xiaolou, who died shortly after returning to Area C.

Xiaolou is not Uncle Lou's grandson, and the two have no blood relationship at all. At that time, Uncle Lou had not been kicked out of the house by his son, and lived next door to Xiaolou. To be honest, the friendship between Uncle Lou and Xiaolou was only a few meals. thing.Because of the few meals given by Uncle Lou, Xiaolou was not starved to death by his stepmother.

When Xiaolou awakened as a sentinel and was able to survive on government subsidies, he changed his surname first, sued his stepmother and father, and severed ties with them.He hadn't been in touch with Uncle Lou for many years, but after returning to Area C, he found Uncle Lou with his friends who escaped death, and Uncle Lou took them in.

Xiao Lou went to the old building. He often fell into mania and was mentally unstable, because of the diseases left by the genetic modification. Even Bai Yu, the S-level guide, could not save his deteriorating spirit. It increased day by day, and the waking time was getting less and less. He didn't want to let himself die out of control, so he asked An Xiaotian to give him an injection while he was still waking up.

In the end, he died in Uncle Lou's arms, peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Small building..." Uncle Lou sank into the recliner, the moon reflected a blurred light in his eyes, and the old man's hoarse voice lingered in the moonlight, "That kid is so smart, if you want to come back, let my old man replace him Alive. Anyway, he abducted you back, I don’t care, you must provide me with retirement.”

Uncle Lou answered irrelevant questions, neither said he wanted nor said he didn't want to, but Bai Yu couldn't continue asking.

Xiao Lou wants Uncle Lou to live for him, An Xiaotian, Zhou Heng, Mei Mei and Ying Xiang want Bai Yu to live for them.

After they left, Bai Yu was not only burdened with pain, but also carried their blessings and hopes.He knew that An Xiaotian and the others hoped that they could live happily in the future and enjoy what they hadn't had or hadn't enjoyed before. They wished they could give him the best of the world and let Bai Yu watch it for them.

When Bai Yu is alive, they can live in Bai Yu's heart; when Bai Yu is happy, they can also be happy with that heart.

"Sometimes I feel...too annoying." Bai Yu hugged his knees and buried his head in them.

He omitted the object, and didn't say anything annoying. It was a choice of words to fill in the blanks, and there was no standard answer.Uncle Lou said cheerfully: "Live, anyway, even if I don't have that old man who talks too much, I would be happy to live in peace and stability for a few more years."

"That's right." Bai Yu came out with a muffled voice: "Live for a long time to be unrestrained and reckless, and it will piss them off."

Uncle Lou shook his chair and laughed, the sound of the wooden chair "creaking and creaking" was mixed with the laughter, which was extremely unpleasant, but no matter the wooden chair or Uncle Lou, the sound was very happy.

Zhou Heng and Ying Xiang were standing not far away with their things in their arms. They heard the conversation between Uncle Lou and Bai Yu clearly. Ying Xiang looked at Zhou Heng with questioning eyes, and Zhou Heng shook his head.

"Don't go there now."

"Yesterday, in the TV series, someone was squatting with his head in his arms, crying."

"Bai Yu didn't cry, he just..."

"Uncomfortable."

Zhou Heng looked at Ying Xiang in amazement. Ying Xiang rarely interrupted others on his own initiative. At this moment, he pursed his lips and brows tightly: "He is suffering, I know. When I die, will he cry?"

Zhou Heng moved his lips, his voice stuck in his throat, the wine he drank just now seemed to be on fire, and his internal organs were aching.After a while he said——

"I do not know."

He really couldn't answer.Although Ying Xiang has started to use drugs to control himself and Zhou Heng has not yet developed a disease, An Xiaotian said that once Zhou Heng has a problem, it will deteriorate very quickly. Maybe he will go ahead of Ying Xiang, so he does not guarantee whether he can witness The correct answer to this question.

The author has something to say: quite pitiful, um