When Lu Chen was rehabilitating at noon, he received an invitation from the Imperial Mecha Research Institute.
It was the weekend at that time, they had been crazy last night, both of them couldn't get up early in the morning, and they didn't go downstairs until noon.
The dazzling sunlight at noon shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, brightening the chubby floor that was wiped back and forth. The room was filled with the scent of glutinous rice porridge, and the air became soft and sweet.
With a bowl of small porridge, Gu Yu sat cross-legged on the sofa, sipping lazily, half-squinting, watching his major general doing rehabilitation in the sun.
Sweat was lined in the halo, slipped down his jaw, and then dripped down his neck through his Adam's apple one by one, and then lined with the expressionless indifference, secretly tensed muscles and meridians, unprovoked sexy hookworms.
As for who ticked—
Gu Yu came after smelling it.
He slowly propped up his upper body from the sofa, leaned over the small bowl and threw it to Yuanzhuan, propping his lower jaw, his pale gray eyes could not see the slightest emotion, and he looked at the silhouette of Lu Chen in the halo.
Guangnao seemed to be communicating, but Lu Chen couldn't notice his gaze, let out a sigh of relief, stopped rehab, and sat back in his wheelchair to check the news.
Gu Yu was still watching his every move.
The fine wind chimes crashed into the house with the wind.
It was a wind chime strung together by a small bottle of nutrient solution. Naturally, it did not come from the hands of the two insects. It was chubby and chubby when they were too lonely when they were not at home.
Gu Yu realized later that his life was completely integrated with Lu Chen and could not be separated. It seems that even the air he breathes should have him, otherwise it will be difficult to complete every breath.
Gu Yu had a hard time remembering the answer to how he was attracted to Lu Chen.
He is rarely sentimental, and seems to be naturally less sympathetic than other insects, and his perception of external emotions is lacking to the point of indifference.
It was not until half a year after the death of his female father that he had not shed a single tear at the funeral. On an ordinary but inexplicable afternoon, after having a dream related to childhood, he buried himself in the pillow and lowered his voice. Sobbed and cried.
Gu Yu never denied that he was happy. Compared with those from less well-off families, he was of noble birth and well-educated. Compared with the complicated family, his family is simple, and the female father is unbelievably gentle.
If even he has to feel sorry for himself, what about the more unfortunate bugs
It's just that, on that ordinary afternoon, the sadness that came six months late finally crushed him like an avalanche.
Like a child, he misses his mother and father, does not understand why God must take away his close relatives, and does not understand why Zongsheng is destined to be separated.
In the room that day, the curtains were drawn heavily, he was buried in the pillow and trembling slightly, he heard the sound of small footsteps approaching gradually, and seemed to notice his strangeness, and stopped in front of the bed.
A pair of rusty, but warm and dry hands gently rested on his trembling shoulders.
Gently patted, without reason, comforting his unreasonable sadness.
Gu Yu knew who it was, but he didn't look up, unwilling to show his inexplicable sadness and weakness in front of him. Lu Chen's uniform was still unresolved, he just lowered his eyes, patted his shoulder lightly, and stood silently in the dimly lit bedroom.
Neither inquiries nor consolation, but silently accompany.
That is Lu Chen's tenderness.
Maybe when you don't understand it, you will only think that he is too old-fashioned and boring, but when you really understand the gentleness of Lu Chen, how can you not be moved
And Gu Yu was very lucky to understand Lu Chen's likes.
When his thoughts were pulled back a little bit like a thread, Gu Yu suddenly raised his head, only then did he realize that his major general had arrived in front of him. He blinked, smiled and asked, "What's the matter, major general?"
Lu Chen's face was calm, but there was joy in his eyes.
"Yu Yu, I received an invitation from the Imperial Mecha Research Institute."
Gu Yu was slightly surprised: "But Major General, you haven't submitted an application for them yet?"
Lu Chen explained: "Although the mecha design competition was interrupted before, they have seen my final design works and hope that I can join and I will be able to join the job next Monday."
Gu Yu took Guangnao and read the invitation letter again. He was overjoyed. He couldn't help but kiss Teacher Lu on the cheek and praised him without hesitation: "It's really worthy of our Teacher Lu, it's awesome!"
Lu Chen coughed lightly, and modestly turned the other half of his face to the side.
Gu Yu knew it on purpose, then leaned over to hug him, and kissed him on the other side as well.
The two adult bugs rolled around on the sofa like children, hugging each other for a while, they were too childish.
Gu Yu was a little worried: "Since I have worked at the Imperial Mecha Research Institute, what about the university studies?"
Lu Chen thought for a while: "It's not a big problem. Our college doesn't have many courses, so it doesn't matter if you work or study."
Perhaps due to the subtle influence of his female father, Gu Yu lived his life with a unique sense of ritual. Knowing that his major general was going to join the Imperial Mecha Research Institute, he insisted on cooking and cooking a few dishes to celebrate.
Fortunately, Lu Chen grabbed him in time. Lunch was over early, so what are you doing
So Gu Yu retreated and asked for the next best thing. He didn't sleep for a nap, flipped through the recipes, and fiddled with what to do with the afternoon tea snacks.
It's a pity that he lit up his cooking skills, but he was far from victory in the process of baking. Just kneading the dough, he smeared half of his face, and the flour fluttered in the kitchen.
Lu Chen had to step in to help.
In front of all kinds of strange skills, Lu Chen is almost omnipotent.
Apart from some unethical things, Gu Yu has never seen anything that his teacher Lu would not be able to do.
With the help of Lu Chen throughout the process, Gu Yu finally baked a pot of edible biscuits, and the appearance was barely on the table.
Their family has never been so serious about afternoon tea, and it was the first time that they were so solemn. It was rare for them to be a little excited when they were chubby and chubby, and they were busy helping to arrange them.
Just held a small tea party in the garden, but unfortunately, the world of two insects that Gu Yu thought was quickly disturbed by a male who was "very good" at finding opportunities.
—Charles came to his house for no reason.
Actually on the way.
The meeting gift he brought, and at first glance, it was a gift box he just got from Bie Chong's house.
At the two insect tea party carefully prepared by Gu Yu, Charles chatted endlessly, eating biscuits - he ate the most, and complained: "Why are these biscuits so bad? Are your baking machines broken?"
Gu Yu rolled his eyes countless times at him during the banquet: "If you don't eat, get out."
"Don't, don't," Charles shouted, "I came to see you on purpose. If you don't welcome me, forget about it, and even drive me out. It's not like you are a brother!"
Gu Yu was methodical and refuted him leisurely.
"One, you obviously came to Yeming District by the way, and you wanted to grab some food or something. I'm sorry, we don't leave any meals at home."
"Second, a good brother should understand the wink of a good brother. Do you understand my wink?"
Charles was stunned and speechless, and looked around, looking for the sensible Lieutenant General Lu to reason.
Well, Lieutenant General Lu was sitting next to Gu Yu, looking down at the book, and when Gu Yu asked him, "major general, did you say yes?", he didn't even listen to what he said just now, so he kept nodding his head.
Heart, too biased.
Charles was at Bie's house and had to swallow this breath.
Gu Yu was shaking the coffee slowly, listening to Charles sharing his wonderful and rich, but actually full of Aventure weekend life, he didn't even bother to answer, and hoped that he would leave soon.
"Oh, by the way," Charles took out another gift box that he had brought from Biewu, "I also met a female, a perfume designer, who specially gave me a sample of his latest perfume. as a souvenir."
"I smell really good. I happen to have two bottles, so I will share them with you. Don't say that I didn't take you as a brother this time. Such a small bottle is still a limited edition, and the price is not available."
Gu Yu let out a listless sigh, and continued to stir the coffee he hadn't drank.
Charles sprayed the perfume a little on one side: "You smell it, it smells really good, right?"
Gu Yu took a long and light tone: "It's okay, the smell of the forest?"
Charles said: "Your nose is really smart. You can smell the variety in this way. Is it possible that you have smelled it before?"
The spoon that was mixing the coffee suddenly stopped, and Gu Yu raised his head sharply: "The smell of the forest?"
Charles was taken aback by his sudden surprise: "The smell of the forest... Yes, what's wrong?"
Lu Chen, who was burying his head beside him, also raised his head and turned his consulting eyes to him.
Gu Yu swallowed the knot in his throat: "Yes, this is the smell, I remembered how to describe it... The smell of the forest... Charles, where did you get this perfume and where can you buy it?"
Charles: "Just told you, a perfume designer I know made it. It's a 'Forest' collection co-designed by their circle, and this one is called 'Bruce Woods', it's just one of them."
Gu Yu took the small bottle of perfume, smelled it again, and raised his eyebrows: "The smell is somewhat similar, but not exactly. You said it was designed jointly? Are they designed by the same company?"
Although Charles didn't know Gu Yu's rambling reaction, he shook his head truthfully: "It was a joint venture of some private designers, and they each opened some small stores, and the output is not large, so it is a limited edition with a price and no market. Well."
Lu Chen is also aware of what Gu Yu will investigate in the recent military review. Hearing this, he has already guessed a little: "Master, is there the kind you are looking for in this series?"
Gu Yu nodded and looked at Lu Chen with uncontrollable joy: "Yes, Major General, I finally found a clue!"
Only the red-haired male Charles was at a loss: "What kind of one are you looking for? Gu Yu, are you looking for perfume? What are you looking for?"
Gu Yu held his shoulders: "Quickly send me the light brain number of your female boyfriend."
Charles was dissatisfied and defended: "I said it all, it's an ordinary friend! Not a boyfriend! How can I be so careless!"
Gu Yu sincerely asked: "Do you still have a pure female friend?"
Charles was speechless, and angrily gave the Guangnao number to Gu Yu.
After taking the time to contact the designer, Gu Yu obtained the addresses of other designer stores in the same series from him, and looked for them every family during the weekend.
Lu Chen acted as his adjutant, excluding information for him along the way, finding a good route to find the most efficient way.
After giving up the precious rest time and working hard for a weekend, it was not a waste of time. Gu Yu was in the third-to-last shop and finally smelled the familiar smell in memory.
The owner, who is also the designer of this perfume, saw that he paused in this perfume and introduced enthusiastically: "Gu Xiongzi, you are really insightful, this is called 'Screaming Forest', and this bottle in your hand is the last one."
"Screaming Forest?" Gu Yu felt that the name was really strange, and it didn't match the calm scent of the fragrance.
He showed the certificate of the review committee, obtained the purchase list of this limited-edition perfume from him, and handed it over to the review committee to check one by one.
After sniffing the smell in the bottle again, Gu Yucai said, "It's obviously a very depressing smell."
The shop owner was stunned for a while, realizing that Gu Yu was wondering the origin of the name, smiled and explained: "It's the depression, that's why I want to scream and shout in this dead silence, hoping to find a way out. what."
Gu Yu paused, slowly clenched the vial in his hand, lowered his eyes, and said without emotion in his gray pupils:
"Sure enough, it's a very consistent thinking."