Lu Bixing looked at Lin Jingheng, unable to find the North, and said sleepwalkingly, "If I ask you to kiss you, just kiss me, I must be not sober."
Lin Jingheng stepped back a little, put his hand on his head gently, and touched his hair as he wished, it turned out that the hair was only natural curls, not as soft as it looked, a little cold, only the roots were stained body temperature. Lin Jingheng is a person who hates physical contact with others. He doesn't know how to control the strength of the "stroking". His fingertips are covered with calluses. Because they are too careful, they are very light, like a breeze gently brushing over his scalp, Lu Bixing shivered. For a moment, the ends of the meridians hidden in the dermis seemed to emerge collectively, and they were overly sensitive. The body that had just woken up lacked self-control, and immediately produced some uncivilized reactions.
Lu Bixing hurriedly retracted his legs in the dark lights. The action was too fast, almost producing the effect of "sweeping the hall's legs" in the ancient legend. In such a small space, Lin Jingheng stumbled and Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand to support him. A handful, and pressed it firmly on his thigh, Lu Bixing took a clear breath, bounced like a live shrimp, hurriedly bent over and picked up the empty gift box next to him, shrunk into a ball, and dared not breathe for a long time. .
Lin Jingheng: ""
Lu Bixing's face was exposed to the faint light of the crystal ball, red from the neck to the base of his ears.
General Lin—Although he usually pretends to be a dog, he is always in the company of Turan and the like. He has probably heard more meat jokes than Principal Lu has eaten nutritional cream. It was limited, and he immediately recalled it. He retracted his hand embarrassingly, and said dryly, "The bathroom is over there."
Lu Bixing collapsed: "Don't say it."
There was a large box with a white ribbon between the two, and they looked at each other.
Lin Jingheng is not a person who is good at chatting and adjusting the atmosphere. If he is not allowed to speak rudely, he will not be able to speak human words. Where did the refrigerator balls come from?"
"I did it myself." Lu Bixing said halfway through, only to realize the other party's nervous slip of the tongue. He was like a crappy comedian. He didn't have time to shake out the burden, so he laughed first, "I did it myself, hahaha, I did it myself." Refrigerator ball'."
Lin Jingheng: ""
After a while, he finally couldn't help laughing silently, and kicked Lu Bixing's calf: "What are you laughing at, shameless?"
Lu Bixing blushed while smiling, shameless and shy, his elbows rested on the packing box on his knees, his hands were clumped together in front of his forehead, covering his face, he explained as if he was struggling: "I just woke up, What is a normal physiological phenomenon in the morning?"
"Morning, Mr. Lu," Lin Jingheng said after a brief embarrassment, her tongue was finally sharp, and she said sarcastically, "You got up before it got dark, and you are getting more and more diligent. You are really a model for being a teacher."
Lu Bixing looked at him covertly through the cracks between his arms and the gift box, his eyes were a bit thief, as if he was eager to play the first rogue in his life, a curious little bitch.
Lin Jingheng found the cup and wine from the refrigerator, and Lu Bixing said quickly, "I'll just drink plain water, don't bring alcohol."
Lin Jingheng glanced down at him, and Lu Bixing, who was curled up on the ground and couldn't get up, explained again, "I'm just thirsty, don't think about it."
Lin Jingheng: "Did this trip go well?"
"The chief has sealed me a special feature." Lu Bixing said this, and found that he was dizzy, and his brain had been evaporated by the huge surprise just now. He was stunned that he did not recite his title, so he had to go to the personal terminal to flip through the records. , "Oh, the chairman of the special management committee, you can act as the chief in special times."
As soon as Lin Jingheng heard it, he knew that this trip would not be smooth, and he had already forced the chief to go to the hospital in a hurry.
"The eighth galaxy," Lu Bixing took the water glass and shrugged, "Many people have to work hard just to survive, and they have never been relied on, so no one believes it. If you extend your hand to him, he will think you don't. With good intentions, you will take out the knife before you 'see the poor dagger'."
Lin Jingheng took a sip of sweet wine, leaned against the wall, and looked at him through the night.
"Take your time - I don't want to talk to you about the eighth galaxy tonight," Lu Bixing raised his head, "General, you may have stopped watching where I grew up, but where did you grow up?"
Lin Jingheng thought for a while: "Do you want to hear the 30-year tug-of-war between the Alliance Central and the seven major galaxies, the exploitation and economic aggression between galaxies, or the infighting between the major factions within the Central Committee?"
Lu Bixing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why am I listening to this?"
"You're not that one." Lin Jingheng didn't remember the long title invented by Chief Edward himself.
Lu Bixing discovered that Lin Jingheng had something remarkable. When he described anything, he could find a derogatory term that had the closest meaning to the original version—the "acting chief" came into his mouth during a special period, and he became the "standby chief". Probably because he had just taken advantage of him, General Lin still kept his mouth shut. At least he didn't say "spare tire chief". Lu Bixing felt that his mouth shape was rushing towards this word at first.
"I'm the 'wartime' coordinator," Lu Bixing said. "I wouldn't be right if I didn't fight."
Lin Jingheng asked, "Why?"
"During the war, everyone's life was hit rock bottom, and people's wishes were unprecedented, just want to have peace and live a good life earlier, I think it's meaningful to do something for everyone at this time, you know You are improving the living conditions of most people, and you are moving in the right direction. But when the war subsides and everyone rests for a few years, the society will be like a turbulent river, the turbidity will be separated, the sediment will settle, and new classes and people will be formed. Interest groups, a politician cannot always have two camps. To be in politics means that you must always represent the interests of one party to attack and plunder the other party. In the end, every hero will become a criminal. I am a naive person and don’t like it. This way." Lu Bixing thought for a while, and then seriously added, "I am not only naive, but also very cowardly. I always want to avoid fights and conflicts, and pretend that everything is fine. I know it myself, and I will think about it in the future. There are ways to improve, but I am afraid that my nature is not easy to change, and sometimes I may get angry with you, you uh, it’s okay to scold me, but don’t be too angry with me.”
There are three hundred and sixty-five Votto standard days a year, and Lin Jingheng is very irritable for about three hundred and sixty days, but he actually knows that a person is full of anger, in the final analysis, he just can't shake hands with himself to make peace. How could he have the face to ask others to change their nature for this
Lin Jingheng had a thousand words in his heart, but his chest was full of cotton wool, and he couldn't say a word.
Lu Bixing asked gently, "I don't want to hear about Wotto's bullshit, I want to hear about your relatives and friends."
Lin Jingheng stayed for a moment.
Lu Bixing added: "In addition to Zhan Lu and the friends of the Silver Ten Guards, there are always people in the army who can have a drink with you and have a few heartfelt conversations, right?"
Lin Jingheng said "um" and was silent for a while: "Like the one-eyed eagle?"
Lu Bixing: ""
The definition of this "friend" is a bit too trendy. It seems that a friendship like the hatred of killing a father and a hatred of stealing a wife can last forever
"When I was at Ulan College, I had a good relationship with Dr. Lance, the school doctor, and a few classmates."
When Lin Jingheng said this, he suddenly stopped talking. Lu Bixing waited for a long time, and found that he was talking like squeezing toothpaste.
"It's been more than thirty years since he died."
Lu Bixing secretly recorded in his heart - he likes to hang out with older people - and then asked, "What about classmates? What are you doing now, what kind of people are you?"
"I don't know," Lin Jingheng recalled for a while. All the light of his youth was sucked away by that rainy night, so many things seemed blurry. Those years were quite muddled, and he suddenly mentioned it at this time. I found that I couldn't even remember whether the so-called "friend" was male or female, tall or short, so I had no choice but to say, "I don't remember much."
Lu Bixing asked reluctantly, "Where's your relatives?"
"My mother died very early, and my father was an army officer, and he didn't live long. He didn't go home much when he was alive, so I don't have a deep impression on him. The adoptive father, Cyclops, should have introduced you to him when he spoke ill of me behind his back. Now," Lin Jingheng didn't want to talk more about Lu Xin in front of Lu Bixing, so he passed by lightly, "I also have a younger sister, twins. We were adopted separately when we were young, and the connection was interrupted for a while. Later, I found out that the person who adopted her was the one who adopted her. The people are the Eden Management Committee."
Thinking of Lin Jingshu, the shadow in Lin Jingheng's heart that was dispelled by Lu Bixing gathered again: "Jingshu"
Lu Bixing: "Huh?"
"It's not your student. My sister's name is also Jingshu," Lin Jingheng paused, "she is a gentle and introverted girl, she loves cleanliness and beauty, she seldom cries, she can always clean up herself very pleasing to the eyes, and she was a little bit when she was a child. Afraid of bugs."
The image of Lin Jingshu was vague in his mind. When Lin Jingheng recalled her, a very small girl always popped into his heart, not the famous flower of the alliance.
"I can rarely figure out what she's thinking. She doesn't say when she's happy, she doesn't say when she's unhappy, she hides from anyone when she's angry, and when she's happy, she takes out the pocket money she's saved for a long time and buys small bits and pieces. Put it in my room, but if you ask her why she is happy or angry, she will neither say nor admit it."
Lu Bixing thought to himself, "My own."
"Later, I rarely went to see her," Lin Jingheng said. "My adoptive father's death was inseparable from the management committee, and she was going to marry the management committee. I once stopped her, but she didn't listen."
Lu Bixing asked, "Are you blaming her?"
"Blame her for what? It's actually a good choice. She was born weak, and she didn't look as good as other girls since she was a child. She can be taken care of, and she follows a dozen bodyguards every day. It's good to dance and go shopping for charity. Not bad, I am very grateful to be able to send her to the City of Angels for refuge in such a troubled world." Lin Jingheng drank the remaining half glass of wine, turning the glass twice in her hand, "But I thought at that time. The management committee and I are going to turn against each other one day, and it will be good for everyone if she is cold and distant from me."
Even severing the relationship in the future will be more convincing, so that no matter who has the last laugh between him and the management committee, she can have a good time.
Lu Bixing noticed that he said "Okay", but the folds between his brows never opened, so he teased him and said, "It seems that we have only my dad to deal with."
Just as Lin Jingheng was about to speak, the clock in the room dinged. Only then did Lu Bixing realize that there was a small electronic sign under the clock with a simple schedule marked on it. Turned over and turned into "energy training".
Lu Bixing was shocked, and realized that Lin Jingheng's "night break" probably included dinner and the only quiet time, so he accompanies him to talk nonsense, only drank a glass of wine, and hurriedly said: "Am I disturbing you? "
Lin Jingheng didn't say anything polite, just turned off the clock with a terminal, flipped the electronic card up, and used practical actions to show what is called "the king does not go to court early", but unfortunately Lu Bixing understood him, and he will definitely use it for the delay now. The sleep time is made up, there is no strict schedule, and he will not have the human-machine matching degree that will always be stable at the limit value. No matter how long he is, he has to leave temporarily.
The lights of Galaxy City in the distance came on, and the Galaxy City adjacent to the base seemed safe and calm at this time. It was a blessing in disguise to develop order in the plague, and the personal terminals of the whole city were connected together. Virtual bookkeeping currency is distributed in a small area, which can be obtained through work and transactions in exchange for some living materials. The city is devastated and in ruins. It is easy to find jobs. The materials distributed to the residents are the combat readiness materials of the Self-Defense Force base. Galaxy City is rich in environment and resources, and there is no shortage of population. After the restoration, it should be self-sufficient. .
Lu Bixing thought: "It's like a sprouting seed."
The excitement of his body subsided briefly, turned into lingering heat, and melted into his limbs. Lu Bixing swept away the exhaustion of long-distance travel. He felt that his strength was useless, and he was so excited that he could fly around the sky. , so he rushed into the mecha like a chicken blood, and overhauled all the docked mecha from beginning to end. The encryption system died overnight.
It was like this for twelve hours, and the next day, when the chief called for a meeting, only to find that the sky was bright.
Lu Bixing had a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes and looked like he was taking drugs.
"To establish order is like bringing together countless small streams, bringing them into the mainstream, and returning them to one direction," said the newly appointed wartime coordinator. A high river with sufficient capacity. 'River' is productivity, and we rely on the network of the old Free Alliance Army for the channel."
Chief Edward asked, "What is gravity?"
"Everyone's needs." Lu Bixing said, "It is the most urgent desire of everyone when they are desperate. Just like when the Galaxy City was swallowed by the mutant rainbow virus, everyone wants to live, Chief."
The chief hesitated for a while: "The Galaxy City is currently supported by General Lin's combat readiness materials, but we can't support the Eighth Galaxy."
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