Online Dating Boyfriend Is Actually An Alien

Jane is in the backyard watching grandpa drying herbs.

The old man also likes to wear a white Tang suit in the summer. Although the horns of his temples have turned white, they are neatly combed and he looks very energetic. The breeze blows slowly, and the backyard smells of herbs.

Jane walked over with small steps: "Grandpa."

"Ambiguous is here." The old man turned his face away and smiled when he saw him: "Grandpa put away this group of herbs and went to eat."

Jian Mo walked up to Grandpa, and said in a soft voice, "I'll help."

It may be because he has been with herbs for a long time all year round. The old man also smells of herbs. He always has his own persistence.

"Then grandpa is here to take the exam." The old man picked up a green leaf that was stir-fried: "What is this?"

"Mulberry leaves."

"What is the effect of attending?"

"Trachoma, eye discomfort."

The old man nodded, and asked him again: "What other herbs are good for the eyes?"

The ambiguous figure only reached the old man's waist, standing with his hands behind his back, with a crisp voice: "Prunella vulgaris, cassia seeds, wolfberry, honeysuckle."

The old man smiled cheerfully, approving: "You got the answer right, my memory is still so good, I guess you will be a great doctor in the future."

Jian Mu's movements stopped, his movements were so careful and gentle when arranging the herbs, but after a pause, he put it down gently, raised his face and whispered: "But grandpa, I don't want to be a doctor."

The old man froze his smile and asked him, "Why?"

Jian Mo's eyes were moist, and his round and soft face was serious. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then lowered his head and said softly, "Because I don't want to go to the hospital."

……

The air fell into a moment of silence.

The old man looked at the child who was only as tall as his own waist. If other children said they didn't want to go to the hospital, they might think that they hate injections and hanging water. But when Jian Mo said that, the old man's mood was very complicated.

acute leukemia.

Such a terrible and tormenting disease fell on the child who had just turned eight years old. Dialysis, chemotherapy, and being bedridden all year round, he suffered a lot of unimaginable pain and torture. After spending endless potions, no one can bear the pain for him, just like no one can blame his decision.

for a while

"Okay." The old man replied, with a gentle and loving smile on his face, he raised his hand, and gently rubbed Jian Mo's head: "Then we won't be doctors."

Jian Mei hesitated and asked: "Will grandpa get angry if you don't become a doctor?"

The old man asked back, "Why are you angry?"

"Because..." Jian Mo said softly: "Father and elder brother both study medicine. Grandma said before that you can't throw away the things passed down by your ancestors."

The willow trees by the pool in the back swayed gently with the afternoon breeze, and the wind gently brushed the corners of people's clothes. The midsummer cicadas rang out, and the old and the young stood in front of the medicine shelf and looked at each other quietly.

The old man paused after hearing this, thought for a moment, and smiled softly: "I am confused, grandma may not have told you everything. There are many reasons for studying medicine. Inheriting the mantle may be one, but there is also another."

Simple: "What is it?"

"Guardian." The old man said softly: "For example, your great-grandfather studied medicine for the family's livelihood and guarded the family. Your father inherited the mantle because he likes medicine and guards his ideals. They all have something they want to protect. It’s just down the road.”

Jian Mu didn't seem to understand, looked at the old man: "Then grandpa studied medicine to protect the village?"

After all these years, it is no secret that the old man has given free clinics and helped many left-behind old people and children in the village to see a doctor.

The old man paused, and scolded him with a smile without much blame: "The ghost is clever."

But on the one hand, the old man was also very relieved. He put away the medicinal materials, and then said to the child in a rare and serious manner: "So even if you don't become a doctor, grandpa won't be angry with you. Everyone will have their own desires. Things to fight and protect, there will be in the future."

"Guard..." Jane lowered her head: "But can I also have the ability to protect others?"

"Of course." The old man took his hand and walked towards the front hall, and replied slowly as he walked: "Once you have a determination, you will naturally have strength. There is still a long way to go in life. You will know when you get there."

"How long will it take?"

"uncertain."

"Will it be long?"

"It might be close, too."

……

next day

The summer vacation has come to an end, and the quiet small village has not been affected much. The presbyopic cat in the yard is lazily lying on the stone to bask in the sun, and there is a child doing a problem lying on the small table under the willow tree next to it.

Jian Mo bit the cap of his pen and stared at the question for 5 minutes.

"Why is my calculation not the same as the result given in the answer?" Jian Mei picked up the test paper: "Where is the mistake?"

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand, and the family members went out again.

From the corner of Jian's eyes, she saw the mobile phone not far away, blinked her eyes, took the mobile phone after hesitating for a second, and skillfully sent a message: "Are you there?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

But this is also normal, after all, Lu Xing ignored him very rarely.

Since an inexplicable pop-up window popped up that day, he found that if he wanted to download the software, he had to do the daily tasks posted by that pop-up window, and all of these tasks seemed to be related to this blank account.

Later, he also tried to find Lu Xingxuan a few times, but except for the first few times, Lu Xingxuan basically ignored him later, and even if he did, he just ended in a few words, but he was not discouraged, although the other party was taciturn Not a qualified chatting friend, but an excellent listener. Most of the time, Jian Mo entertains himself by himself, and gradually gets used to this way of getting along.

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the other side

Stan Star - Palace

The crystal chandelier is bright, and beside the desk, countless materials and books are piled up on the ground. The young man sitting by the desk has a straight back, and the hand holding the file is slender and white. The light is falling down, and his handsome profile is half as picturesque. , while the other side is terrifying like a ghost, which is shocking to watch.

The maid came in from the outside, holding the medicine in her hand: "Your Highness, the priest has sent a new medicine."

Lu Xing did not raise his head: "Yes."

"Your Highness, please rest." The maid put the medicine tray aside, and looked at the boy with some concern: "Even if you want to read the information, you can't be so disregarding your health, and your physical condition can't allow it..."

She stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, and the young man sitting in front of the desk raised his eyelids and looked over, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he didn't say much, but the mountain-like aura was not angry and majestic, which made people close unconsciously. mouth.

Lu Xingxuan looked down at her and said in a low voice, "Is this all the information about Star Bandits on Site?"

When mentioning this, the boy's face was filled with coldness: "Get the file of the Star Troopers who fought against them."

The maid responded in a low voice, but still said with concern: "You have been watching for two days, and you should rest more or less. The priest said that you can't work hard all the time, even if you go out to relax, or do some other entertainment to relax your body and mind." all good."

"Go on." Lu Xingxuan looked cold, still looking down at the case file: "I have a measure."

The maid looked at the person at the desk, and felt helpless and worried from the bottom of her heart. From that day on, His Highness began to sort out and consult these materials and files. The interstellar thief took the life of Concubine Lan Gui, and planted a seed in Lu Xingxuan's heart. root thorn.

These days and nights, hatred seems to have become Lu Xingxuan's pillar, the maid doesn't know whether it is good or bad, maybe only in this way can His Highness have the desire to live, but she is not sure, people who can live only by hatred, Will it be more painful?

After the salute and retreat, the room regained its tranquility.

Suddenly——a special message sounded "ding", and the boy who was going through the case file paused and clicked on the message:

"Are you there?"

"Good morning!"

After reading it, Lu Xingxuan turned it off skillfully. Ever since he knew he couldn't be blocked, he had learned how to ignore these words. If he didn't reply on weekdays, the other party wouldn't send them again. But today, only After a while, another message came:

"Can I ask you something?"

Lu Xingwang glanced at it, and didn't want to pay attention to it. After turning a few pages of the book, he finally looked up and replied: [What]

Is it finally unbearable to expose the fox's tail?

Lu Xingxuan rarely put down the book, his deep eyes fell on the information panel, waiting for the other party's reply.

After a while, a weak question finally appeared on the panel: "Are you doing well in school?"

……

Lu Xingxuan frowned slightly: 【Why do you ask this】

"No, I'll just ask."

The golden information panel floated in front of him, and the person who had been looking at the case file was finally willing to put it down for a moment because of such a small episode. Lu Xingxuan didn't understand what his purpose was, so he chose a compromise answer: [General]

For the strong, such vocabulary is their humble words, but for the scumbag and straightforward, it is generally equal to their own level.

Then it seems that you can’t ask Lu Xingxuan questions. When he asked Lu Xingxuan what he was doing not long ago, the other party only replied that he was reading a book, and he only answered this one every time. He felt that it must be either a top student or a top student. He didn't expect to be similar to him, but he was still average after working so hard. He must feel uncomfortable, right?

Jane lowered her head and typed seriously: "Oh, then I'm sorry to bother you."

?

Did he know he was bothering him?

Lu Xingxuan tapped his fingertips on the table, and asked an extra question for the first time: [What do you do here]

Just asking casually who knows is like turning on the microphone, as if you haven't spoken in 800 years, seize the opportunity and start chattering, how difficult the topic is, how many papers are there at home, I read the online class several times I don't understand, the result is not the same as the answer.

最后

It seems that he still sighed: "I'm so hard!"

Through the screen, Lu Xingxuan seemed to be able to see a resentful little idiot buried by the desk scratching his head.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the habit of helping others, and he doesn't have the time or need to teach others to learn. After getting back the information about Interstellar Bandits on his desk, Lu Xingxuan casually replied to the long list of messages: [You Don’t you have any friends? You should discuss these things with your students at the same school]

Surprisingly, the person who always responded quickly fell silent for no reason after he finished speaking. After a while, fine lines grew on the leaves of the leaf elf who was counting by the table.

for a while

The golden information frame finally floated slightly again.

Lu Xingwang raised his head, and a new sentence appeared on the page. It was very short, as if it was a bit easy, but with a clumsy seriousness. He saw Jian's ambiguous reply:

"I do not have."