Lin Jingheng would not be pulled down by him, but for some reason, when Lu Bixing broke in, he seemed to shove something to the side in a hurry, lost his balance and hit Lu Bixing directly.
Lu Bixing suffered this, because he dragged his leg, so he staggered to his knees, but he still held Lin Jingheng firmly, and at the same time, his eyes went over his shoulder, and he could see clearly what he hid in a panic. The thing - is that crystal ball.
Lu Bixing was stunned for a while, he only felt that the face was familiar, and he could hardly remember where it came from.
After a long while, the memory of hibernation slowly recovered. He recalled that it was when the grass-roots government of the Eighth Galaxy was just formed—
At that time, Chief Edward was still there, and they toured the eighth galaxy together. The old chief was in charge of exhausting his thoughts and frowning, and he was responsible for carrying bags and exploring the way and traveling at public expense.
Because the sky was falling down and there was a tall tower, he was full of blind optimism, happily led four students to pick up stones behind the chief, collected the unique elements of each planet from all over the world, and carved them into the shape he imagined. The Wanjia lights of the eighth galaxy, and made a starry sky with crystal glue, wagging his big tail with joy, wanting to use it to please his sweetheart, who is not easy to please.
Later, he locked it together with Lin Jingheng's old belongings in a small forbidden area in the attic. Many of the shiny stones in the crystal ball had lost the luster of the old light, and even the "starlight" appeared dim.
The boss who couldn't understand everything and could only sigh with emotion, "When will the eighth galaxy really be like your model" is gone, and the burden of worrying and frowning is placed on him.
It's like an eternity.
Lin Jingheng was a little stunned by his sudden "attack", and only came back after a while. Just now, his chin was just on Lu Bixing's shoulder, and he almost bit his tongue, pushed him away, and said angrily: "What are you doing, when you are dreaming? Have you been bitten by a mad dog?"
"I'm sorry" Lu Bixing snorted softly from his nose.
Lin Jingheng was inexplicably angry when he heard these three words, his eyes suddenly became cold, and the bitter and mean words had reached his mouth, so he heard Lu Bixing babbling and continued: "I have less than three hours left for the meeting time, come here. I want to be able to see you and talk to you when the time comes, but I'm sorry, I can hold on until now, it's already the limit, and I can't wait for a minute."
Lin Jingheng hadn't slept all night and was exhausted both physically and mentally. In the early morning, when the brain was deprived of oxygen, he blocked his mouth and suddenly forgot his words.
Lu Bixing's legs would have changed from "general anesthesia" with no awareness to a kind of needle-like anesthesia. He "hiss" and his expression was a little distorted, but the lame chief was still physically disabled. It seemed that he didn't want to lie down on the ground, grabbing Lin Jingheng's elbow, he tentatively jumped forward on one leg.
Lin Jingheng: ""
While Lin Jingheng was thinking about whether or not to throw him out, Lu Bixing opened his arms and opened his arms to the point where he couldn't open them any more. , He exhaled with a heavy breath, and his whole body almost collapsed.
Lu Bixing thought blankly: "What the hell was I busy with just now? Why didn't I get up earlier?"
"Principal Lu, with all due respect, your symptoms show a certain degree of addiction. Are you sure you haven't ingested any illegal drugs?" Zhan Lu's voice sounded at the door, and the home maintenance robot climbed upstairs with a bang, bang, bang. They are "beep beep" around the dead door panel.
"I don't know," Lu Bixing murmured, "Is the commander-in-chief legal?"
He blurted it out without thinking, but when he listened to the two sentences together, there was an inexplicable ambiguous meaning. On the skin, it burned the roots of his ears.
"Fart." He said, then turned to Zhan Lu, "Did I unblock, who asked you to come up?"
Zhan Lu - As an artificial intelligence who can never tell when the master is speaking human words and when he is babbling nonsense, even the manipulator is bent into a question mark, and inexplicably said: "Sir, you asked me to come up in the morning, To help you sort out the changes in the deployment outside the heart of the rose."
"" Lin Jingheng just remembered that there was such a case, but since he was used to being unreasonable, he didn't blush because of his capriciousness, "Go out."
Zhan Lu had to command the little robot and carry the door away.
The "open" small attic was hit by the wind passing through the hall, and it completely blew out the chaotic anger in Lin Jingheng's heart. He leaned back slightly and leaned on a gravity training device that he had used before. On, the instrument is not turned on, he has already felt top-heavy one step ahead.
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, trying to find a place to sit calmly - but looking around, he found that there was no place for Reagan to sit in the attic, a "geomantic treasure", except for the windowsill.
"Can't you tidy up?" he said a little tiredly. "Everything is stuffed inside, it's a utility room."
Lu Bixing's lips moved.
Lin Jingheng glanced at him: "Just say what you want to say."
"This is not a utility room," Lu Bixing said, "this is mine and mine"
Lu Bixing's legs were numb, so he had to straighten himself.
Lin Jingheng's soul was also slowly returning to its place. He suddenly found that as soon as he let go, Lu Bixing's shoulders and palms would show a very tense state, the kind of tightness that was like waiting for the moment, always calculating something. , made him feel very familiar for a moment - like looking in a mirror.
The two were relatively speechless for a moment. Lin Jingheng tried very hard to relax his shoulders. It was not easy. When tension became the norm, relaxation was a relatively unnatural state, and it was a drain on concentration.
"This is my heart." Lu Bixing hesitated for a long time, and finally said half of his own words, "When you're not around, I'll lock it up and pretend I can't see it. If I can't see you, I can stop being a weakling. people."
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Lin Jingheng asked in a low voice, "Who said you were weak?"
"If I could have the ability to control the situation like I do now," Lu Bixing didn't answer, "Tulan wouldn't let me down without authorization."
Lin Jingheng's eyes flashed: "Tulan brought you down, I acquiesced."
"I know, because I couldn't and couldn't help you at the time. I couldn't drive a small mecha and conjure up an army for you out of thin air to stop the artillery fire of the Anti-Ukraine Society, and I didn't have any tips. Guess, I wasn't even in that situation, I didn't even have time to plug the gap that Saturday brought. I just wanted to go out and find you, just for my own peace of mind. If I were Turan, I would do the same."
"If I can be a little stronger now, can control the situation of the alliance as I want, and make the Quartet jealous, I can tell you that no matter what you and the Ten Silver Guards think or decide, I can support you. "Lu Bixing looked at him, maybe it was because he finally got his words out, or it was because when one person looked at the other person's eyes too intently, it was easy to imitate the other person's actions subconsciously. He let go of his fist, which had been half-clenched, "I can't."
Lin Jingheng wanted to blurt out, "Who cares so much about you, can't I make the decision myself?"
But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.
Because Lu Bixing is not the young man who only makes suggestions in a wild way, and is then kicked back by the "elders" in the conference room.
Even the former Chief Edward, who was able to support the grass-roots government of the Eighth Galaxy Government, relied on Lin Jingheng and his Silver Nine. Lin Jingheng was in the Eighth Galaxy back then, just as he was in the Silver Fortress. However, this term of the Eighth Galaxy Government is different. Turan and Baiyinjiu, who were also put on the shelves by ducks, did not have the absolute control he had in those days. These people who were lost and confused can only run in themselves. After a long time, they have achieved a new leader.
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while: "I know."
"But even so, I still want to have you in vain, am I too greedy?" Lu Bixing said, "I want you, I want to keep the Ten Silver Guards, but I also want to just come back from the civil war. The eighth galaxy that came in one breath can continue to live a smooth life for a few years. I don’t want my people who have finally earned a piece of the world to be constrained by the alliance we no longer believe in. If this will conflict with the alliance, Jingheng, Will you be embarrassed?"
This time, Lin Jingheng didn't hide it and said frankly, "Yes."
Ulan Academy is the cornerstone of his soul, just as the Eighth Galaxy is for Lu Bixing.
No matter how much suffering and how much hatred it is, it will be indelible.
No matter how many times he said that he was no longer Admiral Lin of the Silver Fortress.
"When I can't sleep every day, I think that the greatest gift this world has given me is to give you back to me." Lu Bixing said, he spoke very slowly, every word seemed to be cut from his heart "I can't figure out how to thank this gift, or what I can do to deserve it, I sometimes have nightmares where they say I'm not good enough and want to take you back but I can't figure out how How can it make you not embarrassed, how can it make you happy."
"'They said', 'Who are they'?" Lin Jingheng asked in a calm tone. Before Lu Bixing could answer, he reached out and made an interrupting gesture, "Listen to me, it's not this son of a bitch. What am I 'returning to you', I came back to find you myself. I have lived for so many years, and the so-called 'fate' has not given me any good looks. I dismantled the space prison myself, earned it from the ground, and climbed I'm going to crawl back to see you, remember? Where did the 'gift' come from, what the fuck do you want! I didn't feel wronged, who did you feel wronged for, and how did you learn the tone of begging?"
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