imperfections

It was a silent ceremony, the first time Lu Bixing saw the funeral of an interstellar wanderer.

No graves, no carols, no remains, and of course no mortal farewells.

Thumb-high white candles stand in a row, whose name is pasted, even if standing here for someone, the fat sister lights them one by one, and then people and candles face each other, people stand silently, candles burn silently, burn out Even if it’s over, let’s go together and end this hasty fate.

The people living in this base have unknown origins, no identities in their lives, and no commendable deeds. They have struggled to live for more than a hundred years, just like a tiny star in the "desert of death". The ashes and smoke disappear in the collision, come and go in time, without a trace.

Baiyinjiu changed shifts, and the small mechas transporting people ran back and forth, overflowing with turbid heat waves, and the energy tower slanted to the other side. The air in the base was heated unevenly, and it began to flow slowly, forming a melodious evening breeze.As the evening wind blows, the candles are extinguished one by one, and the small notes with names written on them are also rolled up into the sky, flying scattered into the narrow houses and alleys, and disappearing without a trace.

Then dinner began.

Bai Yinjiu, who had just come off his mech shift, was as familiar as the captain of their guards. He came here as soon as he smelled it, and naturally mingled with it, eating and drinking.

The fat sister poured a glass of home-brewed malt wine for Lu Bixing. The filter was not very clean, but the taste was not bad.He swung his wine glass, walked to Saturday, and patted Saturday on the shoulder.

On Saturday, Lin Jingheng was thrown into the long-distance patrol team. She was tortured so much that she couldn’t survive or die. Her baby face was lost, and her face, which had been stuck in the juvenile stage for 20 years, developed a second time. Like a dog.

"Prince Gloria died just like that." Sat Yi lowered his head and stomped the ground vigorously, as if confirming that he had indeed disembarked from the mech, "It's like a dream... What will happen in the future? Will the pirates send others? ?”

Lu Bixing said: "It's hard to say, it depends on how the anti-wu will be deployed in the eighth galaxy, or whether Ares Feng is an important figure in them."

"Indeed," Saturday raised his hand to clink a glass with him, and said, "Except for that lunatic Ares Von who harms others and does not benefit himself, no one will come to the eighth galaxy, right? Even the pirates know that there is nothing here. "

Lu Bixing thought for a while, and then asked: "The coordinates of the base are not safe. A group of old, weak, sick and disabled live here. What are your plans?"

As soon as I heard it on Saturday, my shoulders collapsed, and the two shoulder blades were propped up, and there was a faint arc in the middle, and I said weakly: "Mr. Lu, when you opened the school, the failure rate must be very high every year, right?"

Mr. Lu's school failure rate is indeed frighteningly high, but he doesn't think it's his fault.

"You are too demanding, now come and ask me what my plan is..." Saturday stared at the ground, eyes straightened, and murmured, "I want to lie on all fours right now, dig out my brain and put it in the On the one hand, I don’t think about anything. I escaped once and exhausted all my strength.”

Lu Bixing knew what was going on, so he stopped asking immediately, and sat side by side in a daze with him, digging out his brains and putting them on his knees, watching the energy tower sink into the sky with an empty head.

After the people finished drinking the large boxes of malt wine brought by Fat Sister and the others, their pain gradually melted away, and they began to make noise. I know, anyway, the up and down three ways are flying all over the sky, and there is quite a rhythm and rhythm, like a chorus.

"Sister Foucault said just now that we will still be called the 'Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force' in the future, and the name of the administrative building does not need to be changed." Under the noisy background sound on Saturday, he suddenly said without going to the village or back. The tongue is a little big, "I think of when I first formed the Self-Defense Force, at that time I felt that I chose fate, and I was full of bold words, and you were fooling me... Only now do I know that I was fooled, I was pushed and shoved by fate , I came to this point inexplicably. Sitting here just now, I feel like I have lost my memory. Suddenly I can’t remember how I drove the mech to the battlefield, how I picked up the gun and fired at others. I thought I was sitting next to me. It's a vacation..."

He said the word "holiday" choked up and mumbled, Lu Bixing reacted with a full beat and glanced at him.

"I thought..." Saturday's facial features curled up together, shook his head and stretched vigorously, but he let it go before it unfolded.With half a meat skewer in his mouth that he hadn't had time to chew, a whimper like a wild animal came out of his throat without warning on Saturday, and he also had a line of nosebleeds. He accidentally wiped himself with his hand, and he wiped himself into a big painted face with blood and tears .

No one heard him sobbing, everyone was venting, as if there was no tomorrow.

Lu Bixing stood up quietly, walked through the crowd, and went to the main control room of the mecha.

Lin Jingheng didn't leave the main control room, probably because he thought it was too noisy. He pulled down the sound insulation layer on the windows and doors, turned off the lights, and played back the whole battle on the 360-degree screen, like a chess player replaying the game, holding his fingertips. holding an electronic pen.

From the first day to the present, Lin Jingheng has not closed her eyes for almost forty hours. She is exhausted from thinking and mentally overloaded, and she is probably really tired.As soon as the elevator door opened, Lu Bixing saw the electronic pen he was holding on his fingertips fall to the ground.

Lin Jingheng came to his senses and let out a "tsk".There was no one around, so he was too lazy to bend down, stretched his legs, hooked the electronic pen that had rolled away with his feet, and with a flick of his toes, it just rolled into the palm of the waiting hand hanging beside him.

Lu Bixing said: "Strike, three points!"

Lin Jingheng was yelled at by his voice, and it seemed that more than 200 bones had grown out of thin air, and she recovered from a semi-paralyzed state to sitting upright in an instant, with such a correct demeanor that she could go directly to take pictures of promotional posters.Lu Bixing thought that he had stepped on Admiral Lin's tail more than 20 meters away, and suddenly his footsteps became much softer. He walked along the cracks in the floor and put a steaming skewer on Lin Jingheng. In front of her—Lin Jingheng should have just eaten the nutrition cream, and the wrapping paper is still there.

Lu Bixing: "I used to eat nutrition cream, but now I suddenly feel that this thing can be selected as one of the top ten inventions against humanity."

Nutrient cream is generally only a palm-sized piece, and its texture is a little harder than jelly. It melts quickly in the mouth. Normal adults stuff it in whole, which is similar to drinking a glass of water. Basically, they will not feel full, but It will quickly transport nutrients to all parts of the human body, and the utilization rate is very high. At the same time, it contains a special substance that will stimulate the brain and make people lose interest in food for a period of time—even though they are not full, they will not be greedy when they see food .

This thing can greatly reduce the digestion time after a meal. You can go for a 5-kilometer weight-bearing run just [-] minutes after eating. There is no risk of damage to the digestive system. It can also suppress snacks after meals, which is against human health.

The healthy Lin Jingheng glanced at the pork belly lying in front of him, and as expected, he was unmoved, so he waved at Lu Bixing, motioning him to take it away.

"I heard that the cafeteria in your Silver Fortress only provides nutritional cream every day?"

"What's wrong with the nutrient cream?" Lin Jingheng turned his gaze back to the note in hand indifferently, "The nutrient cream in Silver Fortress is very expensive to make, no cheaper than hiring a group of five-star cooks, and the nutritional indicators are all based on the soldiers. The physical condition is personalized and proportioned, which also saves time.”

Lu Bixing asked strangely: "Wasting time properly can help improve the quality of life, so why save?"

Lin Jingheng glanced at him: "Don't worry about thinking with your stomach when you're full."

Lu Bixing was already used to his style, so he took a sarcasm and didn't take it to heart. He picked up a burnt kebab and ate the mushrooms cut in the queue one by one: "When I was young, I lived in On Gloria Star, there is a warehouse next to it, which holds Lao Lu's goods. It is said that it was intended to be used as a garden. Lao Lu refused, so he cut out a special area and built a farm building. Growing all kinds of vegetables, have you ever seen a farm?"

Voto is known as the most beautiful garden expo garden in the world. Every tree is a work of art, and no fruits and vegetables are grown.Young Master Lin, who grew up in Woto, listened to the one-eyed eagle's aspirations and despised him very much. He sneered and thought to himself: This old Persian cat is probably a crossbreed of the rural cat.

"There is a sensor next to each plant. There is a color-changing scale on it. When it is full, it turns red and lights up, which means that a certain part of the plant has grown to the best taste. Scan it with a personal terminal, and you can see a lot. Where the red light is on, it’s like a treasure hunt every time you go in, you can pick it off and let the robot make it and eat it... I like the barbecue table in the mushroom garden the most.”

Lin Jingheng's eyes were on the note, and he didn't answer, as if he was just listening to his words as the background sound.However, this person was chattering in his ear like this, but his face was rare and peaceful, and there was no sign of impatience.

Lu Bixing said: "When there is no war in the future, I will build another college, and leave an open space in the backyard to make an indoor farm, like a maze."

Lin Jingheng drew a circle on the word "military fire". Hearing Lu Bixing's lofty ambitions, she thought to herself: "You are really childlike."

"But at that time, my health was not good and my diet was restricted. Lao Lu refused to let me go. I couldn't stand it, so I agreed to take me in to roast mushrooms when it snowed. Gloria is different from Beijing Xing. There is not such a long winter, especially where we live, there are only two seasons, dry and rainy. The precipitation in the dry season is very rare, and the temperature in the rainy season is relatively high. Snow is very rare in the climate. It has snowed three times in 20 years. For me, every time It was a big surprise—is it snowing in Votto?"

Lin Jingheng: "...well."

The snow in Woto is controlled manually. It rains once a week in Ulan College during summer time, and organizes snowfall every 20 days during winter time. The snowfall day will usher in a half-day holiday and a dozen homework. In Lin Jingheng’s impression , is always associated with a library that makes people sleepy.

He took out Lu Bixing's words and thought about it for a moment, his heart ached slightly.Because the one-eyed eagle is not a rational parent, he is basically the type of person who will agree to anything if he drinks too much, so what kind of life did Lu Bixing live when he was a child?

"Ah yes," Lu Bixing thought of something, "I know that you Wulan College, you follow the steps, everything is accurate to the second, it's boring... Hey, this one is really tender."

He bit down a beef ball with a "creak", the meat juice almost overflowed, and Lu Bixing almost burst into tears. The strong fragrance permeated the mecha main control room. On the three-dimensional screen next to it, Prince Gloria's dead ghost team It seemed that the progress was slowed down by this incompatible fragrance, the corners of Lin Jingheng's eyes twitched, and the note couldn't be read anymore: "Not in good health?"

"When I was a child, it was when I was a child!" Lu Bixing emphasized while being gasped by the heat, his tone was eager like a liar selling fake and shoddy products, "Now my health is better, I go to bed early and get up early, exercise regularly, and live in a weightless environment in space. A year and a half is nothing, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Just as Lin Jingheng was about to nod, she suddenly felt something was wrong with his words: "What am I worried about?"

With half a meatball in his mouth, Lu Bixing smiled shyly and wretchedly at him, and said as if trying to cover up, "It's nothing."

The veins on Lin Jingheng's forehead meant to jump on the spot, and Lu Bixing hurriedly said, "You asked first! Hey, why did you put your face down again? I don't want to get out...Why did you let me get out when I first came here? General, I found out Why are you so easily angered? I'll give you a bunch of meatballs."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"Especially with me," Lu Bixing said joyfully, "I have observed that you and others do not have this symptom, why are you so special to me?"

Lin Jingheng was still startled by the fact that "you can only eat mushrooms once when it snows", and he couldn't say the ugly words. He couldn't answer Lu Bixing's shameless words, so he had to pick up a meatball angrily and hold it. He shut his mouth and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Lin Jingheng is different from the one-eyed eagle. His precision, calmness and reliability are deep in his bones. He has been in charge of the Silver Fortress for a long time, and he has a strong sense of authority. The indulgent feeling provoked Lu Bixing's suppressed childlike habits for a long time - the less he liked to talk to him, the more he would fumble around and tease him.

Lin Jingheng was teased so much that she ate an extra late night supper for no reason, and was so sleepy that her eyelids were battling. She had no choice but to secretly send a live broadcast to Cyclops' personal terminal, and the old Persian cat with its teeth and claws was called to rescue her, and she got a moment's help. With clean ears, the next morning, before dawn, he ran away with Baiyinjiu and his gang of hooligans, left Turan to guard the base, and went to track down the remnants of Prince Gloria's guards.

As the so-called "a wise man thinks a lot, he will make a mistake", Lin Jingheng lost his head, and even left Turan, the most good-hearted disciple of the Baiyin Ten Guards, to Lu Bixing.

Turan quickly found out about the relationship between her boss and Principal Lu, and was taken aback. It took two full days to digest it. She came to Lu Bixing without hesitation, and said with certainty: "This Mensao didn't beat you to death. He must have something wrong with you. There can be no other explanation. I think he has been a pervert for a long time, and I don't know what I'm thinking. My first major is war. The second specialty is sleeping with men, come, let me teach you some experience."