Lu Bixing stared at him blankly, and even walked away in the blink of an eye.
Lin Jingheng's frantic look made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
It was familiar that he had only seen all kinds of stinky faces in the stereoscopic photo album the night before.
Lin Jingheng's attitude towards the enemy is ever-changing, and he will adjust it at any time according to the role he plays; towards outsiders, he is a typical "Wotto-style" aloofness, lest others not know that he is difficult to get close to; the attitude towards ordinary acquaintances is the best "good" , because his anger and anger are usually invisible, so he doesn't talk much, and his emotions are stable; when he treats his own people, he shows his viciousness. Lu Bixing has counted that in Zhan Lu's three-dimensional photo album, there are 289 short videos about Lin Jingheng, most of which are interviews or patrol diaries. Among them, in 56 videos, he communicated with the photographer, and it can be seen that The relationship is very close, and in the videos over the age of twelve, without exception, they are all impatient and stinking.
However, what is strange is that in the past six months, Lin Jingheng has almost never lost his temper at him, never said any harsh words, even his daily sarcasm like a mantra is very restrained, and swear words are almost extinct - it seems that Lin Jingshu's space prison is a civilized etiquette training class , shutting the thorns in has become civilized. If Lin Jingheng was formed into a ball, and then twisted hard, he would probably be able to squeeze out an ounce of patience, and not a drop would be left, and he would give it all to him.
"We won't discuss the content of this morning's meeting in advance now," Lin Jingheng said in a lower voice, "Is there something in your heart that you can't overcome, something uncomfortable, would you rather tell that old fool Harden than tell me? "
Lu Bixing inserted his hand into his hair, pulled it back, and passed his fingers through the cold hair. His heart, which was about to escape from his chest just now, finally calmed down and asked, "Then why did you steal it in your own home? listen?"
Lin Jingheng was not used to someone talking back when he lost his temper, so he was speechless for a while.
Lu Bixing added: "Threats the electronic housekeeper, climbs the windows, and uses a bug. When you single-handedly went to assassinate Gen Yiren, were you so inspiring?"
Lin Jingheng was stabbed by the question of the needle hidden in the cotton, but unexpectedly did not get angry. He was silent for a while and asked, "Then can we skip Harden and the bug now?"
Lu Bixing leaned on the unknown instrument behind him. 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. The electronic clock chassis, a few words suddenly blurted out naturally.
"I want to go with you to a place where there are no other people, no rights and no obligations, and you don't want to see anyone, just you and me. You can practice how to make a pot of tea for people to drink. As for me, I don't like doing housework. , Fortunately, the structure of domestic robots is very familiar, and you can assemble a few to do it for me."
"That year, I proposed to close the Eighth Galaxy, one for safety, and another for my delusions. If the Eighth Galaxy is sealed, you will never be able to leave again. What about you, either because of the situation, or because of your habit. I was hesitant, but there was no objection. Then the eighth galaxy was really closed, and you left me one by one. I didn't realize it until a long time later. In fact, you were all unwilling to do this at the time, right wrong?"
Lin Jingheng: "Actually, from the perspective of development over the years, it was a very wise choice to close the eighth galaxy."
Lu Bixing interrupted him: "Didn't you say 'skip the bug and Dr. Harden', why are you here again?"
"But emotionally, 'betraying the alliance' is not easy." Lin Jingheng rummaged through the boxes with difficulty, and found a truth in the deepest part, "Chief Edward was appointed by the alliance, and he had fantasies about Votto all his life. And your father. There are too many sad things, and the old Persian cat didn’t express it very much later, but you must know that when he was young, he was the first group of people in the eighth galaxy who mustered up their courage and took the initiative to choose an alliance.”
"And you?"
"I graduated from the Ulan Military Academy at the age of eighteen," Lin Jingheng paused and said softly, "I have fought for the alliance for thirty years."
Lu Bixing said slowly: "So over the years, when I recall those things in the middle of the night, sometimes I can't help but think, the twisted melon is not sweet, I want to keep you in the eighth galaxy, but you are almost for the alliance And to die, my dad was guarding the entrance to the secret passage, and he didn't even have time to speak to me. Edward died of Pop collapse in middle age, and he never had time to see the league again in his life. Is this all because of my own will? "
Lin Jingheng listened to him more and more, and interrupted him rudely: "Yes, Mr. Lu has a wide range and is the core of the universe. If you can't make trouble with extraterritorial black holes, it's your fart."
"" Lu Bixing was helpless, so he could only smile at him with a good temper, "For the past six months, I have been forcing myself to speak well every day, but has it made you bad?"
His eyes fell on Lin Jingheng's hand that was hanging on the side, he grabbed that hand and fiddled with it back and forth: "I understand the truth, Jingheng. But one day, when you find that the things you want to promote, all depend on you. When your vision comes true, and it turns out to be a huge irony, you wonder if I'm wrong, if I'm asking for too much, if something is punishing me, don't you understand? ?"
Lin Jingheng was stunned, speechless—because he understood it too well.
When he faked his escape, he thought he was in control, and felt that the time was ripe, the extraterritorial pirates drowned the eight galaxies with unimaginable specifications. The pirates rushed into the forest of monuments and trampled the holy hero's tomb into a pile of mud. The most powerless time in his life was when he received a video call from Penny in that abandoned supply, watching her being swallowed by a missile that fell from the sky.
Lin Jingheng has thought more than once, isn't this to punish his arrogance and insolence
Days and nights in the space prison, Lin Jingheng not only wanted to run and Lu Bixing, but also to Lin Jingshu. I can't think of anything useful, because they haven't seen each other seriously when they grow up, so until now, when I think of my sister, my mind is still full of a child who hasn't grown up. How did they get to this point? Wouldn't it have happened if he had been stronger and hadn't made those so-called "safe" plans for her, and had not let her marry the management committee? If it was him who was taken away by the management committee back then, not Jing Shu, he should take care of those shackles and pains, and if he moved to another place, his sister would probably not be like him if he changed his position. screw everything up.
Wasn't this to punish his self-righteousness
Or, isn't this the price he paid for not keeping his promise to protect his sister, leaving her in the dark, and enjoying the youthful time under the protection of Lu Xin carefree
"Tell me." Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to call him, but then, as if in return for Lin Jingheng's rare candor, he chose to tell the truth, "General Lu Xin's business. I call it that, Do you feel uncomfortable listening to it?"
After hearing the conversation between him and Dr. Harden, Lin Jingheng was already uncomfortable. It would be mentioned, but he could calmly deal with it: "Fortunately, I don't think Lu Xin would mind too much. After all, he doesn't know you either."
Lu Bixing: "Zhan Luli, most of the information about him has been deleted by you - this is what you and my dad discussed. When did you two decide to hide it from me?"
"Ankuru blocked the road first, and then changed his face to show his favor."
"I want me to stay away from those old grievances, not attract attention, and don't get involved with these complicated people and things." When Lu Bixing talked about this at this time, he was not excited. He didn't feel that his right to know was violated, but he was very Nodding his head in understanding, over the past ten years, he has tasted bittersweet and sweet, so he has understood too many people, such as Lin Jingheng, Cyclops, Chief Edward, Turan, Saturday, even Woolf, Lin Jingshu.
"Lu Xin is one." Lin Jingheng said this and couldn't go on, because he couldn't pick out a word to describe Lu Xin.
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For him when he was a teenager, Lu Xin was not only a strong protector, he was more like a world, giving the terrified teenager a corner to live in.
After a while, he said in a restrained and objective tone, "The oath at the opening ceremony of Ulan College said, 'I will fight for the safety of life and property for every legal citizen of the alliance, no matter men, women or children, until Death', everyone has said, not everyone sticks to it, he's the only one I know who sticks to his death no matter what happens, no matter how much grievance and hurt he has suffered."
His teacher didn't do it, the once respectable old man stepped on the wrong road with hundreds of millions of dead souls, and his descendants didn't do it either. So far, he is stuck between the Alliance and the Eighth Galaxy, and he doesn't know where to go. His followers, except those who were martyred early, were ups and downs in power and strife, and after a few decades they were completely different.
"Zhan Lu told me that you once took him to General Lu's house that night, and almost cut yourself into eight pieces in the uneven space field, and then they were locked in the medical cabin and sent back to Wulan Academy in secret. , locked for a few days, and then released after all the dust settled." Lu Bixing suddenly asked, "Were you awake all the time?"
"There is anesthesia in the medical cabin. When I woke up, I was already in Ulan Academy?"
"Anesthetic," Lu Bixing exhaled, gently pulled Lin Jingheng's hand, pulled him into his arms, and gently stroked down his spine, as if looking for the broken boy in the rainy night The wound, he said, "still hurts here, right? The aftereffects of inappropriate anaesthetic use can be lifelong. I know, and so do I."
Lin Jingheng was stunned for a moment, then turned back, the place where his fingers were pressed seemed to be penetrated by the tip of a knife, and the sharp pain hit the mountain and tsunami, which made his back almost bend.
Sixteen-year-old Lin Jingheng, Lu Bixing sixteen years ago.
Lu Bixing, who was desperately trying to break in with a strange body on Gloria Star, vowed to conquer himself and conquer space; Lin Jingheng, who failed to break through the barrier countless times in the space prison, stared at the eighth sun every night.
The two of them seemed to follow each other's footsteps for a full circle, looked at each other, and saw the traces of dust on each other's bodies that they seemed to know each other.
"How could I let you go?" Lu Bixing said softly, "I'm afraid that if I get too close and hold you too tightly, it will hurt you. Can you cancel that one-way tracker? In terms of things, you have to fight with yourself countless times, and the time wasted in bits and pieces adds up to at least an hour.
"Who made you fight?"
"I can't become a disgusting person because of selfish desires."
I love you, not me who wants to hold you in my hands.
Lin Jingheng wrapped his arms around his waist, feeling the long, choked breath that seemed to be suppressed. He glanced at the crystal ball on the window sill, and he suddenly felt blessed, and blurted out, "The Ten Silver Guards are very good in the eighth galaxy, they are out of the alliance. Since then, I have been wandering everywhere. It took more than 20 years to find such a Thomas Young and your old and not very long student. It's time to worship. The Ten Guards of Silver are loyal to the Declaration of Freedom, and the Eighth Galaxy has hidden a seed of the Declaration of Freedom. , no matter how many times you have been shaken, in our opinion, its branches have withered, only this seed has sprung up and grown up, they were incorporated into the Eighth Galaxy Guard Army without any objection, because the Eighth Galaxy was attracted by you come."
Lu Bixing tightened his fingers.
Lin Jingheng freed one hand and held his wrist wearing a personal terminal: "Have you really never used this to locate me?"
"No."
"Then if one day, the alliance runs counter to the Eighth Galaxy, for what purpose will you, like my teacher Woolf, treat the two galaxies as waste and burn them to the ground?" Lin Jingheng sighed, "Chief Commander. , we decided to stay in the eighth galaxy because we believed in your character. If there is a unavoidable day, we believe that you will prevent unnecessary casualties. On your side, it is more likely that you can reach a better ending. ."
Since Lin Jingheng was alive, he has been decisive and self-willed, and he has arranged everything by himself, never discussing it with others.
Even if it is a relationship, it is unilaterally petted and unilaterally loved.
It was the first time he took back his condescending face, stepped off the platform, and said "we believe in you" to another person.
This seems to be a bowed compliment from Lone Wolf's highest courtesy.
Lu Bixing forgot to breathe for a while, his heart was about to be overloaded, and he said almost incoherently, "Do you believe me?"
"Otherwise? Just because I like you?" Lin Jingheng said, "Then I would have just kidnapped you and watched it under my nose every day, so I don't have to go out and make trouble for me."
Lu Bixing turned his head sideways, his trembling lips brushed across his neck, the ends of the meridians on Lin Jingheng's neck were not evenly distributed, and there were scars on one side, which made him feel very dull. He probably only felt a little pain when he was bitten, but the other side was very sensitive. He couldn't touch it at all, just a swipe of breath would make him tremble. He could lean back, but Lu Bixing grabbed the back of his head. He asked thoughtlessly, "Can I kiss you?"
Lin Jingheng: ""
He is not a thin-skinned person, it doesn't matter if he runs naked, it's just a skin bag anyway.
However, those few words just now were really heartbreaking, and the heart and lungs were displayed on the ground. The level of shame far exceeded that on the skin, so I became a little bit angry and turned back: "No, I didn't say I'm not angry. Now, go away."
Lu Bixing honestly said "Oh", the next moment, he caught Lin Jingheng against a gravity training device, and forcefully occupied his lips and breath, the sharp canines swept his lips, and the next second It was as if he was going to pierce that thin layer of skin, as if he was going to eat him raw.
The heavy trust and heavy responsibility suddenly fell, and Dangdang slammed on his shoulder, but it didn't make him breathless. Instead, it was like a pair of hard armor, supporting his scarred body and giving him An unparalleled protection.
He was like a knight who was about to fall to his knees and had the courage to lift his sword again.
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