MTL - Imperfections-Chapter 152 Can I kiss you

Lu Bi looked at him froze, and even walked a **** with the blink of an eye.

Lin Jinghengqi's desperate appearance made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar is that he had seen all kinds of bad faces in the stereo album the night before.

Lin Jingheng treats the enemy with a variety of attitudes, and will adjust at any time according to his role; treating outsiders, it is a typical "Voto" type of cold, lest others do not know that he is difficult to get close to; the attitude of ordinary acquaintances is the best , Because the usual mood and anger are invisible, so it seems not to talk much, and the mood is stable; he treats himself, he is more exposed to bad nature. Lu Bixing has counted. In the three-dimensional photo album of Zhanlu, there are 289 small videos about Lin Jingheng, most of which are interviews or patrol diaries. Among the 56 videos, he had a communication with the photographer. The relationship is very close. In the videos above the age of twelve, without exception, they all stink their faces impatiently.

However, it is strange that in the past six months, Lin Jingheng has hardly lost his temper, did not say heavy words, and even daily mantras like verbal restraints are restrained, and his rudeness is almost extinct-it seems that Lin Jingyue ’s space prison is a civilized etiquette training Ben, the thorns were put into civilization. If Lin Jingheng grouped into a ball and twisted it hard, he could barely screw out an ounce of patience. No drop was left to him.

"We don't discuss the content of this morning's meeting in advance now," Lin Jingheng's voice lowered. "You have any uncomfortable obstacles and uncomfortable things in your heart. Would you rather talk to Harden's old mess than to tell me? "

Lu Bixing reached into his hair and pulled his hair back. His fingers passed through the cold hair. He just jumped away from his chest and finally calmed down. He asked, "Why do you steal in your own house?" Listen? "

Lin Jingheng wasn't very used to talking back when he lost his temper, and he was speechless for a moment.

Lu Bixing also said, "Threatening the butler, climbing windows, and using eavesdroppers ... when you were single-handedly assassinating a stranger in Yuan Dynasty, did you get so excited?"

Lin Jingheng was stabbed by the questioning of the needle, but unexpectedly did not get angry. He was silent for a while, and asked, "Can we skip Harden and the eavesdropper now?"

Lu Bixing leaned on an unknown device behind him. For a moment, he didn't know where to start. He looked up at the ceiling and found that the background color of the clock on the ceiling had begun to change with the light. It meant that it was dawn. He stared at the constant change. A few words of the electronic clock chassis suddenly blurted out naturally.

"I want to go to a place where you have no one else, no rights, and no obligations. If you do n’t want to see anyone, just follow me ... You can practice how to make a pot of tea for me. I do n’t like it. Housework, fortunately, the construction of home robots is very familiar, you can assemble a few to do it for me. "

"That year I proposed to close the eighth galaxy, first for security, and my delusion. If the eighth galaxy is sealed, you can no longer walk. Are you either forced by the situation or used to it? I was hesitant about each other, but I didn't object to it ... Then the eighth galaxy was really closed, but you left me one by one, and I only responded a long time later, in fact, you were all unwilling to do so ,right?"

Lin Jingheng: "In fact, from the development of these years, closing the eighth galaxy was a very wise choice ..."

Lu Bixing interrupted him: "Don't you say‘ skip the bug and Dr. Harden ’, why are you here again?”

"... But emotionally, it is not easy to renounce the Alliance." Lin Jingheng found it difficult to find the truth at the deepest level. "Edward was appointed by the Alliance and has a vision of Votor throughout his life. And Your father ... too many sad things, the old Persian cat didn't express much later, but you know, when he was young, he was the first group in the eighth galaxy who had the courage to take the initiative to choose the alliance. "

"How about you?"

"I graduated from the Ulan Military Academy at the age of eighteen," Lin Jingheng paused and said softly, "I have fought the Alliance for thirty years."

Lu Bixing slowly said: "So I think of those things in the middle of the night, sometimes I ca n’t help but think that the strong twist is not sweet. I want to keep you in the eighth galaxy, but you almost belong to the alliance. And died, my dad was at the entrance of the secret fairway at that time, and did n’t even have time to talk to me. Edward died of Pop collapse in middle age, and he did n’t have time to go to see the alliance again. Is this all because I was alone? ... "

When Lin Jingheng heard him say more and more unspeakable, he politely interrupted him: "Yes, President Lu has great powers and is the core of the universe. If you can't make trouble, black holes outside the domain are also you fart and blast."

"..." Lu Bingxing had no choice but to smile at him with a temper, "For the past half year, I have been forcing myself to talk well, but I have broken you?"

His eyes fell on Lin Jingheng's side, and he grabbed that hand and fiddled back and forth: "I understand the truth, Jingheng. But one day, when you find what you want to promote, you press it When the vision is realized, but the result is a huge irony, you will doubt yourself-is it because I am wrong, is it because I am asking too much, or is there something punishing me ... Don't understand? "

Lin Jingheng stayed speechless, because he understood too much.

When he fleeed from his death, thinking that everything was under control, when he felt that the time was ripe, the pirates outside the country threatened to flood the eight galaxies with specs he could not imagine. He had seen Occupy Votto in the Freedom Army base The pirates rushed into the forest of the monument and trampled the sacred hero grave into mud. When he was the most powerless in his life, he was in the abandoned supply station, received a video call from Penny, and saw with her own eyes that she was devoured by a missile falling from a high altitude.

Lin Jingheng has thought about it more than once. Isn't this just to punish him for his arrogance and immortality?

Days and nights in the space prison, in addition to Lin Jingheng want to run, think of the land must do, just want Lin Jingyu. I can't think of anything useful, because they haven't seen each other since they grew up, so that until now, when they think of their younger sister, their minds are all children who haven't grown up. How can they come to this step? Wouldn't it have happened if he had been more powerful then and did not plan for her so-called "perfect" and did not let her marry the management committee? If it was him who was taken away by the management committee at that time, it would not be quiet. He should be responsible for the shackles and pains, and move easily. The younger sister would probably not be like him when he changed his position. Just mess everything up.

Isn't this just to punish his self-righteousness?

In other words, isn't this the price of not keeping his promise to protect his sister, leaving her alone in the dark, and enjoying the youth time under the care of Lu Xin without any care?

"You tell me ..." Lu Bixing staggered for a moment, and didn't seem to know what to call, but then, as if it was a rare and frank return for Lin Jingheng, he chose to tell the truth, "Luxin's business. Let me do it Title, would you feel uncomfortable after hearing it? "

Lin Jingheng heard the conversation between him and Dr. Harden, and has been uncomfortable again. This will be mentioned, but he can calmly respond: "... Fortunately, I don't think Lu Xin would mind too much, after all, he doesn't know you . "

Lu Bixing: "Zhan Luli, most of the information about him has been deleted by you-is this something you and my dad discussed, when did you two decide to hide from me?"

"... When Anklu stopped first and then changed his face."

"Want me to stay away from those old grudges, be unobtrusive, and don't get caught up in these complicated people and things." Lu Bixing was not excited when he talked about these at this time. He didn't feel that the right to know was violated. He nodded in understanding. For more than ten years, he tasted bitterness and sweetness, so he understood too many people, Lin Jingheng, Cyclops, Chief Edward, Turan, Saturday, and even Woolf and Lin Jinglian.

"Lu Xin is one ..." Lin Jingheng said this, couldn't go on, because he couldn't pick a word to describe Lu Xin.

For him as a teenager, Lu Xin was not only a powerful protector, he was more like a world, giving a life-defying corner to the dying young man.

After a while, he said in a restrained and objective tone, "The affidavit of the opening ceremony of Ulan College said," I will fight for the safety of life and property for every legal citizen of the alliance, regardless of age, gender, and age. "Everyone has said, not everyone has adhered to it. He is the only person I know who lives to death no matter what happens, no matter how much wrong and hurt."

His teacher didn't do it. The once-respectable old man stepped on a different path with billions of dead souls, and his descendants didn't do it. So far he has been sandwiched between the alliance and the eighth galaxy. I don't know where to go. His followers, with the exception of those who had been martyred early, were left in power and struggles, and were beyond recognition for decades.

"Zhanlu told me that you took him to General Lu's house that night, you almost unloaded yourself in an incomplete space field, and then they were locked into the medical cabin and returned to Ulan in secret. College, locked for a few days, all the dust was settled before it was released. "Lu Bixing suddenly asked," Are you always awake then? "

"There is an anesthetic in the medical cabin. When I woke up, I was already in Ulan College ... what?"

"Anesthetic," Lu Bixing exhaled, gently pulled Lin Jingheng's hand, pulled him into his arms, and gently pushed down along his spine, as if looking for a teenager who broke on the rainy night He said, "It still hurts here, right? The sequelae of improper use of anesthetics may accompany lifelong life. I know, so do I."

Lin Jingheng looked back, and then came back to him. The place held by his fingers seemed to be passed by the blade of a knife, and the sharp pain of the mountain tsunami hit him, which made his back almost bend down.

16-year-old Lin Jingheng, Lu Bixing 16 years ago.

On the Gloria Star, desperately running into a strange body, Lu promised to conquer himself and conquer space; in space prisons, he broke through the barrier numerous times, and every night, the magic barrier stared at Lin Jingheng, the eighth sun.

They seemed to follow each other's footsteps for a full circle, looking at each other, seeing the dust traces on each other seem to have known each other.

"How could I let go of you?" Lu Bixing said softly, "I'm afraid ... too close too close, grabbing you too tight, will hurt you. Can you cancel that one-way tracker? I do it every day Because of this stuff, I have to fight myself countless times, and the wasted time is piecemeal for at least an hour. It is too self-consuming, and I can't watch the work efficiency. "

"Who made you fight?"

"I can't ... become an abomination because of lust."

I love you, not myself who wants to tie you in my hands.

Lin Jingheng clutched his waist, feeling the long, seemingly choking breath, and the corner of his eyes swept through the crystal ball on the windowsill. He suddenly blessed himself and said, "Silver Ten Guards are very good in the eighth galaxy and leave the alliance. Since then, I have been everywhere, and I have found such a place for more than two decades. I heard that Thomas Yang and your student who is not older are about to worship the handle. The Silver Ten Guards are loyal to the Declaration of Freedom, and the Eighth Galaxy hides No matter how many times you shake the seed of a declaration of freedom, in our opinion, its branches are dead, and only this seed has grown up, and they have been incorporated into the Eighth Galaxy Guard without objection, yes I was attracted by the eighth galaxy ... "

Lu Bixing held his fingers tight.

Lin Jingheng vacated a hand and held his wrist wearing a personal terminal: "Have you never really used this to locate me?"

"……No."

"Then if one day the alliance runs counter to the eighth galaxy, what purpose will you achieve to achieve it, like Woolf ... my teacher, to treat two galaxies as waste, and torch them?" Lin Jingheng sighed, "President, we believe in your character before we decide to stay in the eighth galaxy. If there is really a compelling day, we believe that you will prevent unnecessary casualties. Standing on your side, you can go to a better ending. Sex. "

Since Lin Jingheng's lifetime, he has decided to kill and use his own ideas. He always arranges everything by himself and never discusses it with others.

Even if it is affection, it is also unilaterally loved and unilaterally loved.

This is the first time he has regained his condescending face, walks down the high stage, and says "We believe in you" to another person.

This seems to be a bowed greeting from the lone wolf's highest courtesy.

For a while, Lu Bixing forgot to breathe, his heart was about to overload, and he almost said incoherently, "Do you believe me?"

"Otherwise? Do I like you alone?" Lin Jingheng said, "Then I've tied you straight away and looked under my eyes every day, so I can save the door and let me find something ... hiss ..."

Lu Bixing turned his head, his trembling lips brushed over his neck, Lin Jingheng's neck nerves were not evenly distributed, and he had scars on one side, which felt very dull. He probably felt a little bitter when he was bitten, but the other side was sensitive. You can't touch it, just a little breath will make you shudder. He leaned back instinctively, but was held back by Lu Bixing. He asked headlessly: "Can I kiss you?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He's not a thin-skinned person, and it doesn't matter if he streaks, it's just a skinny.

However, the words just digged into the heart, the heart and lungs were displayed, and the degree of shame far exceeded that on the skin. Therefore, a little subtle shame became angry, and he refused: "No, I did not say that I was not angry Now, go away. "

Lu Bixing honestly "Oh", the next moment, he caught Lin Jingheng on a gravity training machine unexpectedly, forcibly occupying his lips and breath, sharp canines brushed his lips, the next second To pierce that thin layer of skin, as if to eat him raw.

The heavy trust and heavy responsibility fell suddenly, hitting him right on the shoulder, but it did not let him out of breath, but like a hard armor, propped up his scarred body and gave him An unbeatable protection.

He seemed like a knight about to kneel down, and had the courage to lift his sword.