imperfections

But although the man's movements were as fast as a mutant species, his hands were not heavy. The palm that grabbed Lin Jingheng's shoulder was careful to handle it gently, and the other hand rested on his back. Immediately afterwards, A strong smell of alcohol hits the face.

Lin Jingheng was shocked, and then felt someone licked his neck lightly, and the two paws pressing on him soon became dishonest.

It was a very fresh experience to be blocked by people on the door playing hooligans in a black light. Lin Jingheng was a little dumbfounded for a while, so he had to hold down the paw that had slid to his chest, and raised his chin to avoid it: "President Lu, your decent Woolen cloth?"

Lu Bixing snorted vaguely, as if he was innocent and too drunk to find his way.

Lin Jingheng grabbed him by the neckline after hearing the humming, lowered his head and sniffed: "Did you drink too much, or did your clothes drink too much?"

Lu Bixing, who was pretending to be drunk, was exposed on the spot: "...I am ashamed to have sex after drinking like you are."

He took a deep breath, leaned against the door, and rested his chin on Lin Jingheng's shoulder socket. There were hard metal buttons and epaulets on his shoulders, which rubbed against his face, soaked in the coolness of the morning star late at night. A thin layer of mist formed, as if the rainy season hadn't passed yet.He turned around and grabbed Lin Jingheng's hand that was clasping him, and he didn't cover the heat for a long time. Impulsively, Lu Bixing began to feel that he was a little abrupt.

It's true that he had a party at night, and it's true that he drank a lot of alcohol, and he sprayed it on his clothes to avoid alcohol.

The group of people he received came from a very remote asteroid in the eighth galaxy. The winter there is longer than that of Beijing β. Even with a livable ecosystem, it is much colder than other places. It was destroyed once during the civil war The constant temperature system froze tens of thousands of people to death. The locals survived with a kind of strong alcohol. It was Lu Bixing who secretly released the supplies. The engineering team risked their lives to smuggle there. Under the cover of the local residents, it took more than half a month. , repaired the constant temperature of the enemy planet, and after that, the survivors immediately turned against the government, assassinated the leader of the armed rebel army, and declared that they would always be under the jurisdiction of the independent government of the eighth galaxy.

The life-saving wine that helped them survive the harsh winter was later named "Survival". Every year, they would give the chief a box of "Survival Wine" as a souvenir.

Because of the biochip, Lu Bixing decomposes alcohol much faster than ordinary people. For a parallel importer like Turan, it is no problem to knock down three, and he will not get drunk easily, but the power of this life-saving wine is too great. Somewhat fluttering, more than half of the self-control like the iron wall melted, and the wine was strong and cowardly.

If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

This kind of... something that could only be done a long, long time ago.

At that time, he was still young enough to be shameless, he could act like a baby without any scruple, and he had the cheek to ask for a lot of love, and he took it for granted.

Lu Bixing coughed dryly: "Cough, I..."

In the darkness, Lin Jingheng followed the voice and turned his gaze.

Lu Bixing could see clearly even in the dark. He saw his general leaning against the door panel very relaxedly, with his weight only on one leg, and the other leg casually resting on one side. Showing a bit of stingy tenderness: "Huh?"

"How do you know it's me?" Lu Bixing asked suddenly, "Aren't you afraid of danger?"

"I smelled it." Lin Jingheng raised her arm, brought Lu Bixing's hand in front of her eyes, and sniffed lightly on his knuckles. The tip of her nose may or may not have touched his skin, anyway, Lu Bixing's subcutaneous nerve There was a collective strike, and the whole hand was numb, "I forgot to tell you, if you don't stop, Zhanlu will only buy eucalyptus detergent, this is one of his unlucky settings, so many years, just Didn't anyone say you smell like camphor in a human form? You can't hide the smell of alcohol."

Lu Bixing's throat moved slightly.

"Let's talk about danger, whether you are afraid or not, it will come when it should." Lin Jingheng paused, then said meaningfully, "You have to get used to it, solve it, and don't spend too much effort on it, fear will hurt your body of."

"Fear is... a kind of self-protection that kills [-] enemies and hurts [-]." Lu Bixing felt that his mouth was controlled by the plague-stricken broken wine. The more he wanted to shut himself up, the more his mouth wanted to He said on his own initiative, "The person who has been divided by five horses can be awakened by the pain even if he is a ghost. He knows that if he does it again, he may be out of his wits, so he is afraid, he is afraid. I..."

When he said this, the galloping spirits in his veins rushed left and right like wild horses, continuously raising his body temperature and eating away at his sanity. Originally, he just gently clasped Lin Jingheng's hand unconsciously When he got up, Lin Jingheng's flesh and bones ached from the pinch, but he didn't say anything, he didn't even notice.

Lin Jingheng felt like he was kneeling at the entrance of a cave, anxiously trying to lure the little snake inside to poke its head out. If there was a clue, he didn't dare to vent his anger, fearing that the success would fall short, and let it retract into the cave again.

Lu Bixing stumbled and said "I" three times in a row, and met the other party's extremely focused eyes in the dark.

"I'm the lonely ghost with pain all over my body, I'm the one who was too scared to move, Lin... I... I may... I can't sew a lot of things, I can't make you like you a little The person who gave it back to you..."

Lin Jingheng suddenly approached and interrupted him: "Don't you believe me?"

Lu Bixing was stunned.

"The one-eyed eagle was talking bad about me behind my back all day long, trying to keep you away from me. If you are biased, believe me, Prince Gloria besieged the base, and I sent a group of rookies who had just learned how to machine armor as bait to die, you You seem to believe me too, I didn’t promise to save that broken base, and I didn’t introduce myself to you that I’m a good person, but you have always believed blindly.” Lin Jingheng said, “I only promised you one thing, I Saying 'As long as you are still here, I will come back', only this sentence, you don't believe it... Did I let you down?"

Lu Bixing's lips trembled, unable to speak.

Lin Jingheng rubbed his face with the back of her hand: "Then...can you give me another chance?"

Lu Bixing stared at him blankly.

Lin Jingheng leaned back against the door panel again: "Frankly speaking, I have really liked someone in so many years."

The blood that rushed to the top of Lu Bixing's head just now cooled down quickly, and he was dragged back to his feet heavily by gravity, and his heart couldn't beat anymore.

"He's a thick-skinned young man." Lin Jingheng didn't seem to notice it, and continued, "He came to my room in the middle of the night to seduce me. His tricks were clumsy, but he was pretty good-looking, so I didn't think much of it..."

Lu Bixing gritted his teeth, his muscles froze into a ball of cold iron, his brain roared continuously, and he tasted blood in his mouth.

Lin Jingheng: "...Because he told me, 'Since you want to kiss me, why hold back'?"

Lu Bixing felt as if he had stepped on the ground and fell down, and he flickered for a while, only to find that he was only five centimeters off the ground, and he dragged Lin Jingheng over angrily.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy followed his nerves that had been watered by strong alcohol, and completely touched Lu Bixing's heart that has been insulated and resistant to heat over the years.

For more than ten years, he has adapted to the chip, and it will not cause some destructive effects as it did at the beginning. Lin Jingheng staggered a few steps, and was pushed down on the hotel bed by him, feeling like a well-behaved beast in the dark, clearly She was grinding her teeth, wanting to tear him apart and swallow him in one mouthful, but her sharp teeth got stuck in his neck, but she just held it hesitantly, reluctant to leave her mouth.

Lin Jingheng smelled the wine in his breath, mixed with the clear eucalyptus, and was very unaccustomed to this invisible feeling of losing control. Although he didn't express any objection, his back was arched dishonestly, stretched like a He stretched the taut bow until he felt the hot caution of the opponent.

Lin Jingheng sighed, and relaxed her body with difficulty like opening a dead clam shell: "Why don't you call brother to listen?"

A bowl of boiling oil was spilled into the restrained fire.

His foggy metal buckle fell to the ground, bounced back and forth several times, and hit the shell of the cleaning robot, making a long-lasting vibrato.

"How did this happen?" Lu Bixing's fingertips ran across the long scar on his lower abdomen, "Didn't you say you were never injured?"

There was a sharp arc between Lin Jingheng's neck and chin, unable to speak, and had to grab his hand in vain.

The rivers, lakes, and seas on Venus are pulled back and forth by a row of satellites surrounding them. The rising tides thrillingly set off turbulent waves, then crashed down, pouring into the deep memory, whirling and rolling up the waves, and then timidly turned around and moved forward. , Glanced in the direction of the future.

"you liar."

The receding tide exposed the reef, which was once full of words written by people.

A young man once wrote a lot of far-fetched dreams on it, and wanted to do many things with one person. Even if he lived to be five hundred years old, he felt that this life was too rushed.

Now revisiting the old place, sadness and joy are inseparable.I dare not cry or laugh, I just wish I could melt myself into that person.

He no longer believes in fate, and no longer acts like a wandering poet, wanting to walk on the banks of the river of history uncontested, imagining that if he goes down the river, he will always encounter better scenery.

He began to understand that it wasn't enough to be filled with blind hope, that it was shameless to delude oneself into telling young people what he no longer believed in.But he was not willing to smash the stone statues in the central square, and he was not willing to extinguish those torches that were finally lit.He had no choice but to sink in the mud, carry the mountains and rivers on his back, and be the one who dug the night by himself.

"I'll keep you myself."

"I don't want to give you another chance, I want to sentence you to life imprisonment."

The morning star rotates continuously, and the light of the eighth sun comes from afar, sweeping across the city in the early morning, sweeping across the quiet square, and soon covering the ground.

In Lu Bixing's quiet terminal, dozens of messages were backlogged in an instant, a special reminder was triggered, and a microcurrent penetrated into the skin, stabbing him awake.

Not long after Lu Bixing was in a daze, he was stabbed in this way while he was half asleep and half awake, and he bounced off the bed directly. Before he opened his eyes, a bunch of terrible thoughts had already popped up in his mind-rebels?Is it because the combat supplies are in short supply, or the damage on the front line has exceeded the warning value... No, the civil war is over... Then what happened?

He broke out in a cold sweat first, and then opened his eyes in the hangover.It was discovered that it wasn't a natural wormhole, nor was it an explosion in a military factory, or a mass demonstration—it was Chief Lu, a model workaholic who had been working like a day for more than ten years, and he was already half an hour late.

Lin Jingheng: "...You can forget about the electric shock of your thing, can you join me?"

Only then did Lu Bixing realize that because he was holding Lin Jingheng's wrist tightly, the wake-up current affected Chi Yu, so he quickly let go, and saw a row of bruises from Lin Jingheng's forearm to his wrist, which passed overnight. Congestion showed traces, mottled very shockingly.

"Why don't you say anything like this!" Lu Bixing's scalp was numb with distress, and he quickly lifted the quilt to check around.

Lin Jingheng let him look at him, stretched his arms, took out a cigarette from a coat hanging by the bed, lit it with one hand, and flicked it on his forehead with his fingers: "I thought it was a life sentence. In the previous part of torture to extract a confession, before there was time to perform the act of preferring death to submission, one person cried until he died."

Lu Bixing was a little unconscious, and actually believed it after hearing it, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the corner of his eye: "...I don't have it."

"What's that wet thing, nosebleed or saliva?"

Lu Bixing: "..."

Lin Jingheng couldn't help laughing, turned her head and let out a mouthful of white smoke.

The two scars on his neck and lower abdomen seem to match each other. Usually, the wounds are treated too hastily and there is no time for scar removal. As long as the clothes can cover them, Lin Jingheng is too lazy to deal with them afterwards. They lie between beautiful muscles.People in the space army, unless they are naturally dark-skinned, or they are stinky and specialize in tanning, otherwise they will have a lingering pallor, which makes the tooth marks and finger marks on his waist and shoulders particularly obvious.

Lu Bixing glanced over, and suddenly stood up without saying a word and rushed into the bathroom—if he hadn't moved so fast, his nosebleed would almost drip onto the bed sheet.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He felt that his crow's mouth had entered the realm of fantasy.

"Do you want me to ask for leave for you?" Lin Jingheng put on some clothes and walked awkwardly to the door of the bathroom, "Uh...he lost a lot of blood? Would they think the chief was assassinated?"

Lu Bixing threw water on him and extinguished the cigarette butt.

The nasty dry season of Venus came at an inopportune time.

The secretariat of the Galaxy City Command Center received a notice to temporarily change the chief's schedule. The secretaries went crazy, and then sent a message to contact the chief, only to find that they were temporarily blocked. He leisurely poured himself a cup of tea, ignoring those colleagues who were wandering around.

From the hotel where Lu Bixing stayed yesterday to the central square, it took less than 5 minutes. Turning the corner, you will soon see the stone statue... and the declaration of freedom at the foot of the stone statue.

Lin Jingheng stopped in front of the stone statue for a moment, looked at Lu Xin's familiar face, his eyes were calm, the tavern on the opposite side of the square was still doing business, more than ten years ago, he drank a glass of wine with that stinky Persian cat with mandarin duck eyes.

When he looked over, he seemed to see the pricking eyes of the one-eyed eagle again, picking him up from beginning to end by Lu Xin's side through more than ten years, as if he was complaining to the stone statue next to him: "You Look, what kind of bastard did you raise, hooked up and ran away with your precious son whom you have never met."

15-year-old Lin Jingheng was in a very complicated mood when she heard the news of Mrs. Lu's pregnancy—he was such a big man, and he had been studying at Ulan Military Academy for two years. attention.

But older children are also children, no matter how embarrassed to admit it, it is true that they have this mentality.

The young Lin Jingheng hasn't been able to read the hidden worries of the adults about the untimely child from Mrs. Lu's insistence on getting pregnant by herself, so she just said awkwardly to Lu Xin: "Don't give birth to someone who is as annoying as you .”

Lu Xin, who had already turned into a stone statue, smiled and said nothing, with a teasing look on his face.

I just gave birth to one that is as annoying as me, what can you do?

Don't you have to like him the same?

piss you off.

Volume [-] Heart of Roses