imperfections

Lu Bixing lightly clasped his personal terminal, was silent for a moment, recovered from the brief hesitation, fixed his gaze on one point, and pursed his lips slightly.

It's a focused, thoughtful look.

Lin Jingheng was clearly the aggressive character, but looking at the other person's expression, for a moment, he felt apprehensive.

Lin Jingheng is cold and cunning by nature. When necessary, she can play many roles, and she is also very good at prescribing the right medicine. She can deceive the old Harden until 14 years ago.He has put on a thousand layers of camouflage, but for many years, he has not taken off a single one.Because since Lu Xin's death, he can no longer draw a sense of security from anyone——

Comrades can’t do it, they all rely on him, take him as the backbone, the backbone has to be poked there forever; elders can’t, if they can, Lu Xin won’t die inexplicably; the only relative is separated from him by a hundred thousand light years It's so far away, and even now it's almost fighting against each other; even Lu Bixing can't do it. Back then, Lu Bixing was too young, and in his eyes, it was too beautiful, and it was a treasure he held in his palm.

Treasures that are too expensive cannot bring a sense of security, but only increase anxiety.

So out of the instinct of self-preservation, he has been doubting everything for many years, and he is always standing still. He never reveals his feelings and never discusses his thoughts with others.

Lin Jingheng has been born and died for decades, but this moment is when he is most willing to go out.

He gave all he could.

"Don't do this," Lu Bixing was silent for a while, opened his personal terminal, closed the process, he said in a soft and gentle voice, "I won't use this... Then what do you think?"

The words are good words, and the gentle words make people feel soft, but Lin Jingheng's heart suddenly fell when he mentioned it.

"Okay, I have something to ask—I remember that when Zhanlu was just repaired, he told me that due to the leak of the secret channel, the ambushes blew up the transition point and the command ship was blown up. The main body of Zhanlu It was also burned in the explosion. I guess, when the command ship exploded, it should transform into an emergency ecological cabin," Lu Bixing said, with a steady tone and calm enunciation, without the unconscious stumbling and ambiguity of ordinary people. It can be seen that he must be very proficient in impromptu speeches, but his whole body still looks tense, because he is constantly rubbing his hands, as if he is always dissatisfied with the temperature of these hands, "The protection ability of the ecological cabin is limited. In the energy shock wave, the deformed material will soon be inactivated, and the host will be burned due to overheating... right? At that time, were you injured? Is it heavy?"

Lin Jingheng looked at him deeply.

Lu Bixing continued to ask: "Have you checked with a reliable doctor, will there be any health risks?"

Lin Jingheng thought: the hidden danger is not as great as putting a chip on yourself.

The anger on his face flashed, and then he suppressed it forcefully: "I don't think this is what you want to ask."

"I just want to know this, and I only care about this." Lu Bixing leaned back slightly, deliberately relaxed his tense back, and smiled at him, "Of course, the situation of the alliance is also important, but this is not a personal issue. We can stay in the conference room and talk."

The other half of Lin Jingheng's heart also began to sink.

He thought: You don't want to question me, since you know that the Heart of Rose has a natural wormhole area, why didn't you try to come back in 16 years, even send a message to the eighth galaxy?You don't want to know where I took the Silver Ten Guards, who I have been enemies with, who I have been friends with, whether I still have the alliance in my heart, and whether I will leave the eighth galaxy again in the future?Don't you want to know if I have changed my mind in the past 16 years?You don't even want to know why I deleted Zhan Luli's data to hide your real life experience?You don't even want to talk to me about...the wrongs you have suffered all these years?

Suddenly, Lin Jingheng had a sense of familiarity, because he found that he seemed to have the same attitude towards Lu Bixing all the time - I don't ask you for anything, I just love you in my way as much as I can, don't pay back, don't promise, Not even the future.

Although the expression on the surface is different, the inside is exactly the same. Lin Jingheng looked at him now and felt like she was looking in a mirror.

Few people will be injured because of "paying", and the wounds often come from the loss of desire.

Lu Bixing used to be like a monkey jumping up and down, he didn't care about crawling and rolling, he was also injured, but those wounds always healed quickly, and finally he was not hurt, and he was trained to be tough, bold, what? Dare to try.But these 16 years have almost split him in half, and he has been struggling until now, and he is finally in pain, and he knows he is afraid.

These fates are like a reincarnation.

Lin Jingheng stood up suddenly, almost unable to maintain his expression.

Lu Bixing hurriedly grabbed him: "Lin, wait! Wait a minute, let me repeat..."

Over the years, Lu Bixing has talked about people when he sees people, and he has used both kindness and power to forcibly flatten the eighth galaxy in the civil war. Those politicians with secretive minds glanced at him, and he had to immediately judge what the other party wanted. As for being at a disadvantage, he is obviously much more tactful than the young man who could only jump on a high platform and pour chicken soup back then, and he is also much more comfortable.

But he didn't know what was going on with him, and he behaved abnormally in front of Lin Jingheng again and again.

He tried very hard to pretend that nothing had happened, and get along with each other in the old way, but nothing was right, he could feel it, he was like a poor imitation, learning to walk in Handan, learning himself to be a A wobbly lame man.

"I..." Lu Bixing was speechless for a while, and in desperation, he managed to hold back a sentence, "Did you miss me after all these years?"

Lin Jingheng looked down at him, Lu Bixing let go of his hand as if he had been burned - he saw Lin Jingheng's eyes were red.

"I... When I have nothing to do at night, I occasionally climb to the top of a building to watch the stars." Lin Jingheng is not a speaker, and his style is short and indifferent, so it is particularly difficult for him to say these words, and it seems It doesn't make sense, "Although the jump point is blown up, light can still pass through. I'm on an unnamed asteroid in the sixth galaxy. The asteroid's revolution period is not a standard Votto year. I stayed there for 14 years. The average Calculated, there are about ten months in a year, and the eighth sun can be seen from the roof of the building... although what the naked eye can see is only the eighth galaxy long ago."

"I wonder what you are doing, imagine that when the starlight of the eighth sun fell into my eyes, did it also pass by you? If there is such a ray of light, when it passes by your side, I still I don’t know you.” Once I started, the following words seemed to be easier than expected, Lin Jingheng’s words became smoother, “I think you may be sad at first, and you may not accept it, but the one-eyed eagle and the chief will always take care of you, one-eyed Eagle can't do anything else, this matter has been done in a disciplined manner. I think...maybe three or five years, and I have almost forgotten that I am a passer-by. When I think about it, sometimes I regret not being good enough to you, and sometimes It’s right to think it’s not good enough, I’m afraid you will take it too seriously.”

Lu Bixing murmured, "Why are you on an unnamed planet in the sixth galaxy?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while: "I won't tell you today. I will answer two questions for you every day, because you said a few words of nonsense today, and I will punish you for a chance."

Lu Bixing: "..."

"Come and ask me tomorrow after you have made up your mind." After Lin Jingheng finished speaking, she actually hardened her heart, stood up and left, "I'm going to meet someone, talk to Turan and the others, you know how to find me."

Be patient, Lin Jingheng said to herself, take your time and everything will be fine.

Lu Bixing subconsciously followed him for a few steps, then stopped hesitantly when he came back to his senses.

"By the way," Lin Jingheng turned his head just as Zhanlu, the mechanical arm, was poking at the door and was about to pull the doorknob for him, "Give me Zhanlu's authority, a higher level, and I can handle it under any circumstances." Shut him up."

Zhan Lu was poked on the "back of the hand" by the chameleon who came over, and said dryly, "It's a pity that you say that, sir, I love you so much, just like honey."

After hearing this confession, Lin Jingheng said to "Honey" ruthlessly, "Get out."

Lu Bixing coughed in embarrassment: "...I will immediately prohibit him from capturing unknown reading materials at will."

General Lin——Because he was poor when he came back, he only had a shirt on his body, which was scratched by Chief Lu, so he had to walk along casually. , Contemptuously went out.

Lu Bixing's fingers trembled. When Lin Jingheng left his field of vision, he had a strong desire to find out the one-way positioning in his personal terminal immediately and stare at Lin Jingheng firmly.

But it can't be like this.

Lu Bixing pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, calmed down on the spot for five seconds, deliberately diverted his attention, and asked Zhanlu, "Where did you see that?"

Zhanlu replied: "Principal Lu, I am quoting the books in your personal terminal."

Lu Bixing: "..."

Can a person with high autonomy be able to slander the master casually?

Zhanlu in the form of a robot hand pointed his index finger, and Lu Bixing's personal terminal automatically popped open. After a while, a collection of essays that the owner himself had long forgotten jumped out, called "Stories You Know".

It's just a collection of little pornography.

Lu Bixing recalled that the students still had the habit of borrowing books from him, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly planned to delete this evidence: "You can find this out... No, why are you reading this? Did you catch a virus?" ?”

"I didn't read it," Zhanlu replied, "You read this to your husband when you were fishing in the eco-cabin outside Beijing's beta planet. I was sleeping at that time, and the eco-cabin system automatically recorded your reading. "

Lu Bixing was taken aback.

Vague, distant memories emerged, and Lu Bixing remembered this book.

There is a story in which a god that has never existed in the history of religion is fabricated, and it falls into the hands of the devil. The devil splits out many clones, each of which represents a different evil, and blasphemes together. Absurd and cold colors.

Lu Bixing suddenly followed Zhanlu's words and remembered a part of it——

"He knelt in front of that flawless body, buried his head humbly, kissed the ankle of God, and said crazily, 'I love you so much, like honey, I am a believer who kneels and dies, like You stretched out countless pairs of dirty hands, hoping to get redemption'"... the latter is more indescribable.

This part of Lu Bixing was particularly impressive. Zhanlu gave him a hint, and he remembered it, because Lin Jingheng in the eco-cabin inexplicably coincided with the image of the god described in the story. He thought of the nosebleed and was surprised The obscene object opened his eyes and was caught.

It is not easy to forget such an embarrassing moment.

This flash, more than 20 years.

The light of the eighth sun may have just reached a distant alien galaxy, and the world has been turned upside down several times in turmoil.

The chameleon and the manipulator tilted their heads together, watching the corner of the chief's tensed mouth move slightly, revealing a shy and nostalgic smile, which was shallow and fleeting.

But it's real.

He traced the light that had traveled beyond the galaxy, and finally looked back.

Lu Bixing dragged back the nearly shredded file, encrypted it and saved it, then stretched out another finger, tapped Zhanlu, and warned it: "Delete your records, do you want to be banned forever?"

This world is really not fair to artificial intelligence.

Lin Jingheng went to the Galaxy City base, took a look at his old subordinates, and asked Turan to take him to the cemetery.

Turan kept her hair short, but she grew her two "tentacles" again, which seems to be a little more straight and more stable than 16 years ago.

"General, is Mr. Lu really the son of General Lu Xin?"

"En." Lin Jingheng nodded.

"You already knew?"

"I knew it a long time ago," Lin Jingheng said, "I asked Zhanlu to delete the relevant information, but I didn't expect him to pull it out."

Turan thought for a while, and said in a tone of indescribable words: "Where is the high-cold male god that you agreed to, General? Why do you even eat the grass beside the nest, and even delete the genetic comparison data of others to eat secretly?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Turan tried his best to put on a lewd expression at him, but he collapsed after half of the lewdness, and suddenly turned his head away, wiping away his tears.

"Captain of the Ninth Guard, he's getting more and more promising," Lin Jingheng said helplessly, "Playing hooligans and making myself cry... alright."

Turan couldn't speak for a while, so Lin Jingheng had to wait for her in silence.

When Lin Jingheng left, the cemetery had just been circled, and there were only a few solitary tombstones here and there.

Now, the tombs can't be seen at a glance, and they are neatly displayed in front of them, most of which are traces of civil war.

"At that time, the economic ecology of the eighth galaxy was on the verge of collapse, and the boss accepted the loan terms from the neighbors in desperation," Lin Jingheng asked softly, "What happened afterwards?"

"It really collapsed later," Turan said, "the jump point exploded, the eighth galaxy was in turmoil, and a large number of refugees from the seven galaxy poured in, which made things worse. First, it started with the conflict between the refugees and the locals, and then the nutrition needle was in a hurry. The system fails, a large number of electronic coins are worthless, and the smugglers are revived. When the boss was alive, he demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall. Once he died, Mr. Lu was young. Humans, planets and space stations declared independence one by one. At the worst time, we only had the Yinhe City base, which became a poor commander, and even the Venus star was in danger. Half a year—every heavy-armored isolation zone is full of edible crops, and it is said that it is still a glorious tradition left by you."

Lin Jingheng lit a cigarette and walked slowly along the path between the cemeteries.

"In the past half a year, we actually had armed forces in our hands, but Mr. Lu suppressed them and did not fight outside. The armed forces were mainly used for defense." Turan said, "He said that he had no ability to rebuild the order of the entire galaxy in a short period of time, so We first explored in a small area, and then expanded outwards. Zhanlu analyzed in detail the materials of the Anti-Ukraine Society’s expansion outside the territory. The natural planets outside the territory are not suitable for human survival. They developed a self-sufficient system in the mech. We learned from it and improved a little bit, and then almost peacefully captured the Venus and several satellites, and then built the first military factory on Emma III."

As Turan said, he was wronged and became a longhorn: "I'm just a vanguard commando, but let me take care of the logistics, the overall planning, and everything. I'm about to be put on fire." Burned, I don't want to be a general for a long time, even if I am a pirate who robs houses, I will be better than now."

The ninth guard of Baiyin, the vanguard of the happy and enmity assault, became a defender.

And back then, a person... who claimed to be cowardly by nature, always wanted to avoid fights and conflicts, and pretended that everything was fine, was involved in the internecine civil war of the eighth galaxy.No one is like Lin Jingheng, who easily gives in to him and helps him get the best of both worlds. He has to make countless choices, point his swords at countless people, and forge an independent man who dares to stand up to the alliance among the endless graves. The head of the galaxy.

Suddenly, Lin Jingheng stopped, and he saw a familiar person.

The one-eyed eagle has a hooked nose, thin lips, a pointed chin, close-set eyebrows, and a pair of non-mainstream mandarin duck eyes. Although the side face is very handsome, when viewed from some angles, there is always a bit of "I don't like seeing you" " provocative meaning.The old Persian cat looked out from the stone tablet provocatively, as if it was still eager to scratch his paw.

His surname and first name are written on the tombstone: One-eyed Eagle, surnamed Lu (any surname, I am not called Lu One-eyed Eagle).

It is said that such a long list is written on the citizen registration information of his personal terminal.

Under the epitaph, someone engraved two characters on the bottom of his stone tablet—it looks crooked from a distance, and the lines are frizzy, and it was carved by a person with poor craftsmanship—to make a great contribution to his epitaph. answered.

"I picked you up from the trash can."

"Bullshit."