MTL - Imperfections-Chapter 142 I don't like him all the same

However, although the man's movement was as fast as a mutant species, his hands were not heavy. He grasped the palm of Lin Jingheng's shoulders with a little care, and the other hand rested on his back, then, A strong scent of wine loomed.

Lin Jingheng was shocked, then felt that his neck was gently licked, and the two paws pressed on him soon began to be dishonest.

The black lamp was blindly blocked on the door to play hooligans. This is really a new experience. Lin Jingheng sometimes laughed and had no choice but to hold down the paw that slid to his chest and lifted his chin to avoid it: What about? "

Lu Bixing snorted vaguely, as if an innocent man was too drunk to find North.

After listening to this hum, Lin Jingheng grabbed his neckline and lowered his head and smelled, "Did you drink too much, or did you drink too much clothes?"

Pretending to be drunk, Lu Bixing was revealed on the spot: "... I'm ashamed of you because of this."

He took a deep breath, leaned against the door, and put his chin on Lin Jingheng's shoulder socket, with stiff metal buckles and epaulets on his shoulders, and drew on his face with the coolness of the star in the night. A thin layer of fog formed, as if the rainy season had not passed. He turned around and held Lin Jingheng's hand that he held him for a long time without covering the heat. Impulsively passed, Lu Bixing began to feel a bit abrupt.

It was true that there was entertainment at night. It was also true that he drank a lot of alcohol, and sprayed his clothes to avoid alcohol.

The group he received came from a very remote asteroid in the eighth galaxy, where winter was longer than Beijing β, and even with a livable ecosystem, it was much colder than other places. It was damaged once during the civil war The constant temperature system freezes tens of thousands of people. The locals survived with a strong liquor. Lu Bixing secretly released the supplies. The engineering team sneaked in at the risk of their lives. It took more than half a month under the cover of the local residents. The planetary constant temperature of the enemy army was repaired. After that, the survivors immediately turned to the government, assassinated the leader of the armed rebels, and announced that they would always be under the jurisdiction of the eighth galaxy independent government.

The life-saving wine that helped them through the harsh winter was named, "Survival". Every year, they sent a box of collector's edition of "Survival Wine" as a memorial.

Because of the biochip, Lu Bixing can decompose alcohol much faster than ordinary people. For parallel imports such as Turan, there is no problem in dumping the three, and it is easy to stay intoxicated, but the power of this life-saving wine is too great. He also It's a little bit hairy, the self-control of the copper wall and iron wall has melted for more than half, and the wine strong encourages people.

If not, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

This ... like something that could be done long, long ago.

At that time, he was shamelessly young, and he could coquettishly coquettishly, ask for a lot of love cheekily, and take it for granted.

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

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

Lu Bixing can also see clearly in the dark. He saw his general leaning against the door panel very relaxedly. The center of gravity rested on only one leg, and the other leg lay on one side casually. A little tenderness appeared: "Huh?"

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

"It smelled." Lin Jingheng raised his arm, put Lu Bixing's hand in front of his eyes, and sniffed lightly on his finger joints. The nose may touch his skin or not, anyway, Lu must perform subcutaneous nerves. The collective strike was numb to the entire hand. "I forgot to tell you that if you do not stop, Zhanlu will only buy Eucalyptus detergent. This is one of his unlucky settings. For so many years, No one says you smell like a camphor? You can't hide the taste. "

Lu Bixing's throat moved slightly.

"Furthermore, the dangerous thing, whether you are afraid or not, you will come." Lin Jingheng paused and said meaningfully, "You have to get used to it, solve it, don't spend too much effort on it, fear will hurt you. of."

"Fear is ... it is a kind of self-protection that kills 10,000 enemies and damages 8,000." Lu Bixing felt that his mouth was controlled by the smashed wine. The more he wanted to shut himself up, the more he wanted to Self-assertively said, "People who have been divided by five horses can be awakened by being a ghost. He knows that if he has one more time, he may lose his spirits, so he will be afraid, he will be afraid. I ..."

When he said this, the spirits that rushed in his veins slammed into the right and left like wild horses, constantly raising his body temperature and eating away at his reason. He had only clenched Lin Jingheng's hand unconsciously. After getting up, Lin Jingheng's flesh hurt, but he didn't say anything, he didn't even notice.

Lin Jingheng felt like he was kneeling in a hole, anxiously trying to seduce the little snake inside, and with a little clue, he didn't dare to come out, lest he lose a little, let it shrink back into the hole.

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

"I'm the lonely ghost who all hurts. I'm the one who is scared to move. Lin ... I ... I might ... I can't sew many things. I can't make you like me a little The one back to you ... "

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

Lu must walk for a while.

"The one-eyed hawk said bad things about me all day at the back. I wanted you to stay away from me. You pulled the frame. Believe me. Prince Gloria besieged the base. I made a group of rookies who had just learned to start the armor as bait. It seems to believe me too. I have not promised to save the broken base, nor did I introduce myself to you that I am a good person, and you have been blindly believing. "Lin Jingheng said," I only promised you one thing, I Saying 'I will come back as long as you are still', this is the only sentence you do n’t believe ... am I letting you down? "

Lu Bixing's lips were shaking and speechless.

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

Lu Bixing looked at him dullly.

Lin Jingheng leaned back to the door again: "To be honest, I have really liked someone for so many years."

Lu Bixing just rushed to the top of his head and the blood light quickly cooled down, and he was dragged back to his feet by gravity, his heart would not beat.

"It's a young man with a thick skin." Lin Jingheng didn't seem to notice it, and continued, "He ran to my room to seduce me in the middle of the night, his technique was poor, but he looked pretty good, so I didn't have a lot of willow ...

The sound of Lu Bixing's teeth grinded, and the muscles around him froze into a mass of cold iron. The brain roared constantly, and then his mouth tasted blood.

Lin Jingheng: "... because he told me,‘ what do you want to do if you want to kiss me ’?”

Lu Bixing was like falling on the air with one foot, flickering in his heart, and found that he was only five centimeters away from the ground, angrily dragging Lin Jingheng over.

Mood and sorrow walked along the nerves that had been poured by his spirits, and completely lighted Lu Bixing's heart of insulation and heat resistance over the years.

For more than ten years, he has adapted to the chip and will not often cause some destructive effects as he did at the beginning. Lin Jingheng took a few steps and was pushed down on the hotel bed. He felt that there was a well-behaved beast in the darkness. Grinding his teeth, trying to tear him open and swallowing them, the sharp teeth stuck his neck, but he hesitated, hesitant to fall down.

Lin Jingheng smelled the scent of wine in his nose, mixed with the unsophisticated Eucalyptus, and he was not accustomed to this invisible feeling of out of control. Although he did not express his objection, his back arched dishonestly and stretched like a Tensioned the bow of the string until he noticed the other party's hot and careful.

Lin Jingheng sighed and relaxed like a cracked clamshell, "Would you like your brother to hear me?"

A bowl of hot oil spilled into the restrained fire.

His foggy metal fell to the ground, bounced back and forth several times, hit the housing of the cleaning robot, and made a long trembling sound.

"How did this happen?" Lu Bixing's fingertips scratched the long scar on his lower abdomen. "Don't you say that you haven't been hurt?"

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

The rivers, lakes and seas on the star are being pulled back and forth by a row of satellites, and the rising tide is setting off a stormy sea, and then it falls suddenly, rushing into the far-reaching memories, rolling up the waves, and then turning back timidly, forward A glance into the future.

"you liar."

The ebb tide exposed the reef underwater, and it was once written with words.

There was a young man who had flowed Hara and wrote many dreams on the margins, and wanted to do many things with one person, even if he lived to 500 years old, he felt that his life was too fast.

But now, when you revisit your place, sadness and joy are inextricably linked. Don't dare cry or laugh, just hate being able to melt myself on that person.

He no longer believed in destiny, and no longer wanted to walk on the riverside of history like an unforgettable poet, with fantasy going down the river, he would always encounter better scenery.

He began to understand that blind hope was not enough, and it was shameless to self-deceive people to convey what they no longer believed to young people. But he was not willing to smash the stone statue in the central square, and was not willing to pour out the torches that were hard to ignite. He had to sink in the mud, pick up the mountains and rivers, and be the man who dug deep into the night.

"I will keep you by myself."

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

The celestial star rotates constantly, the light of the eighth sun comes from afar, sweeps the city in the early morning, sweeps the quiet square, and soon covers the ground.

In Lu Bixing's quiet terminal, the information was instantly accumulated to dozens of blocks, which triggered a special prompt. A microcurrent penetrated into the skin and awakened him.

Lu Bixing just got confused for a long time. He was stuck in the middle of asleep and woke up for a while, and bounced straight from the bed. His eyes hadn't opened yet, and a bunch of terrible thoughts-rebels-had emerged in his heart. Is the war preparations urgent, or is the frontline damage exceeding the alert value ... no, the civil war is over ... then what happened?

He opened himself in cold sweat before opening his eyes in the hangover. It was found that neither the natural wormhole had a change, nor was the military factory exploding in a mass parade-it was the exemplary workaholic general Lu, who was more than a dozen years old. He was already half an hour late.

Lin Jingheng: "... You have nothing to do with your gadgets, can you even join me?"

Only then did Lu Bixing realize that, because he was holding Lin Jingheng's wrist tightly, the wake-up current reached Chi Yu, and quickly let go. He saw Lin Jingheng's forearm line to his wrist, and there was a row of bruises on his finger prints. The congestion was very scary, showing traces.

"So you don't say anything!" Lu Bixing was so distressed that his scalp was numb, and he quickly opened the quilt and inspected it everywhere.

Lin Jingheng let him see, stretched his arm, found a cigarette from a coat hanging on the bed, and with one hand point, bounced his finger on his forehead: "I thought it was life imprisonment Before the torture of confession, before the performance was better than death, someone cried out.

Lu Bixing was a little unconscious. After hearing the letter, he subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of his eye: "... I don't have it."

"What's wet, nosebleed or drool?"

Lu Bixing: "..."

Lin Jingheng could not help but turned his head and laughed out a white smoke.

The two scars on his neck and lower abdomen seemed to be matched. Generally, the wound was treated too hastily, leaving such marks when there was no time to do the scar treatment. As long as the clothes could cover it, Lin Jingheng was too lazy to deal with it afterwards. They are entangled in beautiful muscles. People in the Space Corps, unless they are naturally dark-skinned or have a bad smell and specialize in tanning, have a lingering paleness, which makes his waist and shoulders' teeth and finger marks appear particularly obvious.

Lu Bixing glanced over and suddenly stood up and rushed into the bathroom without a word-if it wasn't fast, the nosebleed would almost drip onto the sheets.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

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

"Would you like me to ask for your leave?" Lin Jingheng put on a piece of clothes and walked awkwardly to the bathroom door. "Well ... too much blood loss? Do they think the chief has been assassinated?"

Lu Bixing dumped him in the water and extinguished the cigarette butts.

This nasty dry season is not coming at the right time.

The Galaxy City Command Center Secretariat received a notice of temporarily changing the schedule of the Chief Executive. The secretaries were crazy, and then they sent a message to contact the Chief Executive. They found that they were temporarily blocked. Only the old senior with the previous Chief Executive was superior. Mischief poured himself a cup of tea and ignored the gang of colleagues.

From the hotel where Lu Bixing stayed yesterday to the Central Square, it took less than five minutes to turn around the corner, and soon I could see the stone statue ... and the declaration of freedom at the foot of the stone statue.

Lin Jingheng stood for a moment in front of the stone statue, looking at Lu Xin's familiar face, his eyes were calm, and the tavern opposite the square was still booming. He had a glass of wine with the squinting stinking Persian cat ten years ago.

When he looked past, he seemed to see the prickly eyes of the one-eyed eagle, beside Lu Xin, through the time of more than ten years, picked him from head to tail, as if to sue the stone statue next to him: "You Look, what do you have? You run away with your baby boy you have n’t seen before. "

Fifteen-year-old Lin Jingheng heard the news of Mrs. Lu's pregnancy, and her mood was very complicated-he was so old and had been studying at the Ulan Military Academy for two years, so I was embarrassed to admit that I was afraid that an unborn child would leave Lu Xin's pet And attention.

But the older child is also a child, no matter how embarrassed to admit, it is also true to have this kind of psychology.

The young Lin Jingheng has not been able to read from Mrs. Lu's decision to conceive her own pregnancy, the adults worry about the child who is not here, but just said to Lu Xin awkwardly: "Do n’t give birth to you as annoying as you . "

Lu Xin, who had turned into a stone statue, smiled without a word, his face sullen.

I was born as annoying as me, what can you do?

Don't you like him all the same?

Furious at you.