Gospel of Lazy Cancer

Marshal Memo 1

Adjutant, I'm sorry.

This is the first time I've lied to you, and hopefully the last.

Let me tell you, there is no need to write a suicide note when you enlist in the army to go to the battlefield and sacrifice for the Federation. We will live and die together.Apart from you, I have nothing to say to other people in this world. Everything in the family has already been arranged, and I don’t need to worry about the military department. My job is my life, so I really have nothing to say.

But after thinking about it, I still decided to write this letter. I think you must have listened to me and did not write such a last word.This is my hypocrisy and pride, so I have to apologize to you first.

You are my closest and most trusted person. The relationship between us is difficult to define with a simple "brother", "comrade-in-arms" or "friend". From the moment I put on that uniform, I am not myself. Perhaps since I knew that I was the result of the "God-making Project", my life was no longer in my control.

I am a soldier, I am a weapon, I belong to the Federation, and I belong to mankind.My life is destined not to be like ordinary people, which is probably one of the reasons why our relationship is special.Therefore, I usually only call you Adjutant, which means love and closeness, and it also means that you are unique to me.

I have always been strict with you. You sweat more in normal times and bleed less in wars. You don’t need me to tell you this, because you are such an excellent and hardworking soldier, and your determination is so firm that I am amazed.You always look at me adoringly, actually I am more proud of you.

I write these words just to hope that if I face desperation in the future, I will try my best to keep you alive. You are just a soldier and you can still retire. Your life should not end on a battlefield full of gunpowder.

At that time, bring your wife and children to visit my tomb every year, and I will be able to smile at Jiuquan.

Marshal Memo 2

The battle situation is not good for humans, I have to find a reason to send the adjutant to the rear.

Marshal Memo 3

The adjutant was captured by the Zerg in order to save me, I am really useless!

damn it……

You hold on, I'll be right there!I will definitely rescue you at any cost!

Marshal Memo 4

I was raped by the adjutant.

I wrote these words in a daze for several hours.Just thinking about it, there is a sense of unreal absurdity.

I!quilt!vice!official!powerful!up!

No one would believe it, how could it be possible?

It's also a trick of fate. The adjutant's mental strength exploded because of the cruel treatment by the Zerg, and I was seriously injured and exhausted in order to save him. One after another, the adjutant was completely suppressed.

"Look at me, lieutenant! Be sober!"

"You are... Yuan... Shuai? Not a little wolf dog, go to hell!"

"Cough... I am! I can do it!"

Let the adjutant mistakenly think that he is the "little wolf dog" he needs, and barely control the situation. When I saved myself for my wit, the adjutant brainwashed me.When I regained consciousness, the adjutant was riding on me, twisting his waist like a water snake.

His consciousness is fuzzy, his expression is both joyful and painful, showing an indulgent and depraved appearance, as if he is in an illusory dream, and the waves of pleasure, greedily sucking my heat, are everywhere Tell me everything is so real.

I know very well that the Zerg must have done something, which led to the adjutant's abnormal behavior. Through the adjutant's eyes, for a moment, I felt the extreme sadness conveyed from him, as if mourning, because our feelings may not be able to return. It's over.

The strange thing is that I didn't have much anger towards the adjutant. My hatred and anger went towards the Zerg. The adjutant was just an innocent victim, and all this was definitely not his intention.

Moreover, looking at the dried up fluid in my abdomen and the trembling legs of the adjutant, I think he has been moving for a while, and it is too late to regret it. The most important thing now is to remedy it. over the immediate predicament.

The adjutant didn't notice me waking up right away. When I reached out to hold his leg with one hand and held his waist with the other, he trembled violently and looked over with misty eyes.

I have never seen him at this time, his skin is flushed with desire, pink, and covered with a thin layer of dew-like sweat, he looks delicious.His movements were very jerky, although he took the initiative, he just relied on instinct to chase pleasure, moving in a disorderly manner, I even saw a few red traces when he straightened his waist and spit it out.

My heart is very complicated, I can't tell whether it is distressed or regretful, what kind of situation this excellent soldier has been forced into!

After thinking about it for two seconds, I finally decided to ease his pain. This is the best option I can think of under the current circumstances.

After realizing that I made a move and didn't refuse him, the adjutant's eyes became eager, like a person sinking in the vast ocean catching driftwood, he climbed onto my shoulder, and began to swallow even more impatiently.

His feet didn't hold on to the ground, slipped, and almost fell off me. I quickly hugged him, and he came closer. Our chests were pressed against our chests. He came to look for my lips, and I hesitated. We couldn't escape for a while, and we kissed one place.

I guided him, patiently eased his agitation, swept every part of his mouth, and he responded with greater enthusiasm, every rubbing, every licking, every biting, seemed to carry an electric current , My firm heart couldn't help trembling a bit.

Marshal Memo 4

What started out as a series of unfortunate accidents turned into an oblivious intimacy between the two.

I was turned away by the adjutant. The door of the ward was unlocked and opened as soon as I pushed it, but it was like a moat, separating me from him.

The medical officer came out from inside. I gave him a questioning look, and he shook his head.

The adjutant may not be able to accept the insults to him from the Zerg, eager to be entered like a ****, this is cruel torture for any soldier with dignity, but I always believe that the adjutant can recover from it, he is stronger than anyone thought Be strong, nothing can beat him, and I will do everything in my power to support him, be with him, and help him through this.

I spent some time dealing with the military and the parliament. This kind of Zerg "connection" is too unfamiliar to humans. Some people worry that it will have a negative impact on the adjutant's body and mind, and even damage his loyalty to the Federation.More importantly, I was injured in this battle, and my mental strength could no longer break through. Some irrational idiots actually turned their anger on the adjutant. I cleaned them up and hurried back to the adjutant.

Marshal Memo 5

After being rescued, the adjutant showed symptoms of severe depression, poor appetite, listlessness, and depression. He still refused to see me. In fact, I visited him secretly when he was under anesthesia.

He was thinner than before, with an unhealthy pallor on his face, and his lips lost their color, like a diseased tree, and the leaves withered and fell off, no longer having a healthy luster, which made my heart ache.

Because he was hospitalized, he didn't have the energy to take care of himself, and he didn't cut his hair when it grew long. I imitated the medical staff's technique and helped him cut his hair shorter and cut his nails along the way.

"He's not in the right shape, it's more psychological."

I asked the medical officer to tell him that I hope he gets well soon and everything is still the same as before.

Nothing will change, he will always be my lieutenant, the most important person in my life.

Marshal Memo 6

The adjutant wanted to die.

For the sake of dignity, he longed for relief.

On the one hand, reason tells me that I should respect his decision, but on the other hand, my emotions cannot accept the possibility of losing him. As long as I think about my life without him, I cannot think calmly.

I have seen many soldiers suffering from PTSD, their souls are left in the pain of the past, unable to return to normal life, I fell into unprecedented anxiety and despair, and felt powerless for the first time.

My heart is full of remorse. If I had been stronger, he would not have been captured by the Zerg, and he would not have had to go through these pains.

Marshal Memo 7

The medical officer proposed a new treatment plan, consciousness projection, which is commonly known as time travel. I need to play the role of "little wolf dog" well, deceive the adjutant's consciousness, make him think that I am his lover, and regain the confidence to live.

Although there are many risks and uncontrollable factors, I decided to take the risk and give it a try.I couldn't let the adjutant give up his life.

The army and parliament would certainly object, so I kept everyone, even the adjutant, under wraps.

If he doesn't forgive me and chooses to hate me, I will do the same.

Marshal Memo 8

The plan went very badly and I failed.

The strong desire to be with him led me to find him, but I couldn't recognize the adjutant, I had no realistic memory, and I, who just wanted to possess him, always hurt him and couldn't give him real happiness.

The medical officer thinks that I am a typical "I don't want you to think, I want me to think" personality. I am too arrogant and selfish. My love is predatory, domineering, possessive, self-centered, and has always been the adjutant. Accommodate me so much that I can't stand in the position of the adjutant and think about him.

I have conducted a deep self-examination and self-analysis, and it may be true that as the medical officer said, my view of love is very problematic, and I will not make excuses for my failure.I also carefully analyzed my heart. I didn't recognize the adjutant because I didn't put myself into the role and I didn't know him well enough.

I only saw what he was willing to show me, but didn't delve into what he hid.In my impression, he has always been a tenacious soldier, a sincere brother, and a good friend worthy of entrusting his back, but I have no idea what he is like in love.

The adjutant I met in a different world is a complete coward in relationships.

Not active, not proactive, not confident.

He didn't think he could find love and happiness.

What made the adjutant come up with such an idea?

I suppressed my doubts and decided to put it aside temporarily. The most important thing now is to adjust myself and make myself a qualified "little wolf dog" for the adjutant.

Marshal Memo 9

I felt like I was caught in a giant web, and the spider web woven with true feelings and tenderness trapped me firmly, and the adjutant was at the other end of the spider web.

I am very confused, I don't know why the two of us have come to such a situation, and I am sober as never before, knowing what I want.

I am greedy for the days and nights with the adjutant in the time-traveling world. He will always return ten times and a hundred times the sincerity for my devotion and dedication, and I will return to him accordingly. When we communicate with each other, the love becomes like snow without knowing it. Like a ball, it rolled bigger and bigger, and easily defeated the calmness I was proud of.

I was willing to sacrifice for the adjutant, and he was also willing to sacrifice for me, but after changing the reason and motivation, the relationship was perfectly transformed and seamlessly connected.

The feelings are so warm and deep, I am a little scared, if I return to the real world, the adjutant returns to normal, and wants to get married and have children, how should I face him?

I'm afraid I can't say my sincere blessings then.

Marshal Memo 10

I succeeded, but it seemed like too much success.

In the world I traveled through, I fell in love with the adjutant thoroughly, hundreds of years of love and companionship, knowing each other, every detail, every detail is engraved on my heart, every time he kisses me, Hug me, every time I kiss him back and hug him, I clearly remember each other's temperature and heartbeat.

It's uncanny, but it's so natural, we know each other so well, we just click together and it's closed.

Marshal Memo 11

Today is the day when the adjutant woke up. I came back a little earlier than him, and I have already discovered the sequelae of memory and emotion loss after time travel.

I went to visit him excitedly, and he really had similar symptoms. Although the condition was not perfect and he looked at me a little strangely, he somehow had the idea of ​​living and became more energetic.

There's even an interest in dating people.

I'm not mad, not at all, really.

Marshal Memo 12

I started to use my feelings, power, status and everything to get close to the adjutant, trapped him with work, tied him with life, separated him from the bad guy, and took him as my center.

He slowly got close to me again, and seemed to want to respond to me, but he was always worried about something. At that time, I just felt that I must be not doing well enough, which made him lack confidence.

It was only later that I learned that he was carrying such an important secret. He thought he was a Zerg and had to leave me and the human world.He took it all on his own, went far away, fulfilled my destiny, fulfilled my position.

If I don't love him, I will wish him prosperity in the Zerg race. We can be happy when we are separated, and maybe we can form a sympathetic friendship on the battlefield.

But I love him and I have to find him.

Marshal Memo 13

Long time no remember, a lot happened.

First I got into a smuggling ship as a coolie, then I lived in Tianxin City completely isolated from technology, and I resisted the Federation to promote peace. When I have time to record, I have been with the adjutant for a long time.

We never imagined that he is also a transformed soldier, who has the same fate as me. We didn't exist for ourselves, but to win the war.Now, because we have each other, destiny has changed.

He lay on my chest and confided his heart. He said that I helped him find himself, made life full of fun and meaning, and he was becoming more and more inseparable from me.

I kissed him and told him that I actually couldn't live without him, that he gave me a new direction in life, that I learned to love, found love, and felt loved.As I said that, I slowly kissed down...

"I think what you found was not love, but the gesture of love."

He complained coquettishly, but straightened up to cater to me.

"You don't like it?"

"……Humph."