imperfections

"Who asked you to come?" Although Lin Jingheng suppressed his voice, his anger was already on the surface, "You are not training dogs at the base, so why do you have nothing to do with me?"

This question hit the nail on the head, and Lu Bixing was speechless for a while.

"Haven't you heard of the 'desert of death'? Do you know what it means to make an emergency jump in the desert of death? You see so many wreckages, and you can't guess that there may be star robbers ahead? You just drive such a... ..." Lin Jingheng reached out and patted the bulkhead of the mecha heavily, and the little mecha, which was disliked for no reason, made a hiccup-like sound, looking very aggrieved.

Lin Jingheng thought about the chip stuffed into her body by this guy again, and for a while, the new hatred and old hatred made her heart beat fast: "You really don't know how to live or die!"

Lu Bixing: "..."

He hadn't opened his mouth yet, his lines had been almost robbed, so he nodded silently, licking the tip of his teeth with his tongue that had nothing to do.

Lin Jingheng wanted to beat him up, but Lu Bixing, who was not too young, was past the age of being beaten up, so he had no choice but to restrain himself.

In less than a month, General Lin managed to hold back two stinking beatings, and the taste almost caught up with the "backlash of internal force" in ancient legends.He said coldly: "Give me the spirit net, get out of the way!"

Lu Bixing gave him a gentle smile, and finally found a chance to say, "No, if you have the ability, you will grab it hard."

As soon as the words fell, a few mechanical hands suddenly stretched out from the door of the medical room, and they frantically fixed Lin Jingheng's limbs—in the extreme environment of space, any psychological and physiological situation may occur. Withstand more than [-] tons of pull, all controlled by the driver, enough to tie up several crazy gorillas.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Is this a rebellion!

"Uh-huh," Lu Bixing strolled over in a leisurely manner, moved his mouth to direct the restraint device to stuff the patient who was too angry into the medical cabin and lay it flat, put one hand on Lin Jingheng's ear, looked down at him and said, "I heard that The damage of involuntary disconnection of the mental network is very great. The shock is considered light. If the resistance is too intense, it may even cause the driver to be brain-dead. ?”

Lin Jingheng: "Lu, must, do!"

"Well," Lu Bixing sat down next to him, ordered a glass of water from the intelligent medical room to moisten his throat, and prepared the saliva reserve for three lectures in a row, and then said, "General, I found that you are not very good. To be reasonable, this is not good. Although others say that 'a scholar meets a soldier, it is unreasonable', but I personally think this is feudal dross. You see, I don't have much energy left on this mecha, let's go slowly , there are still a few sailing days away from the base, use this time, let's talk about the truth."

General Lin has grown up to such an age, and has never been so angry. He squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Let go, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Regarding this point, Principal Lu's understanding was a little bit off from the truth, but the result was not far from the truth. After hearing the other party's fierce threats, he not only didn't care, but also spread his hands proudly: "I'm so scared, do you want to give up?" What to do with me? Come on!"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

What kind of brat is a "little follower at the front and back of the feet", talking nonsense, Lu Xin is really a piece of shit who is full of mechs, he can't believe a word of nonsense, what a crap!

Lu Bixing opened his posture: "This matter, we can talk about the essence from the phenomenon, and then return to the phenomenon from the essence—"

Lin Jingheng: "Get lost!"

"That won't work, I have to finish talking before I get out." Lu Bixing's psychological quality is quite stable, and he talked to him slowly, "Lin, let me ask you, when you found the interstellar pirates on the underground channel, Beijing was still within the range of the intranet , why don't you send a message back to the base?"

Of course, Lin Jingheng couldn't answer every question like a good student, so she took a breath from her nose.

"Because you don't trust us—me, and everyone in the base, you think it's useless to tell us. Anyway, these people are basically useless against interstellar pirates. They can scare themselves to death, so you are alone. Go figure it out, right? Have you considered why you'd risk yourself for some distrustful, non-combatant piece of shit?"

"Slaughtering a Yuanyi person is considered a risk? I think he is not pleasing to the eye, so I just get rid of it. In the future, this kind of thing will be rarely said outside, making people laugh." Lin Jingheng sneered, and then he took a deep breath, took out I have saved most of my life's self-cultivation, "You let me go now, I don't care about you."

Lu Bixing said coolly: "Thank you handsome guy, but you'd better just lie down and continue haggling."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"So you're dehydrated with a high fever in 'Shunshou', and 'Shunshou' almost turned into a floating corpse in a vacuum," Lu Bixing said, "Oh, yes, it's also very smooth to turn yourself into a skeleton with a muscle-dissolving needle, your original plan Do you still want to ascend to the sky? And after you have achieved so many personal achievements, you still have the courage to get angry at me and say what I want to question you first—Mr. Lin Jingheng, you have the spirit of a villain who complains first , has surpassed the textbook level and directly entered the human miracle level, do you know?"

Lin Jingheng closed his eyes and became deaf. At the same time, he began to imagine hanging up and beating the chattering brat next to him, in order to dispel the endless fire in his heart.

Although Admiral Lin is non-violent and non-cooperative, Lu Bixing is a professional player who plays the piano with cows. He has experienced all kinds of brats who don't listen to others, and he is very familiar with dealing with such people. Speech at a uniform speed, make long speeches, and repeat the key points upside down three times.

In the end, Lin Jingheng was told that he had fallen asleep.

Lu Bixing finally closed his mouth, observed for a moment, released the restraining claws in the medical room, and carefully checked Lin Jingheng's wrist and ankle.

Fortunately, there is no wear and tear, Lin Jingheng has not struggled, this person has never tried meaningless things.

Lu Bixing bent down, poked his elbows on his knees, put his hands together on his forehead, and took a breath of restraint.

"I'm so angry that I'm super-performing," he thought.

But fortunately, someone was unreasonable, otherwise, Lu Bixing really didn't know how to get along with him at this time.

Since his life, Lu Bixing has spent almost all his time fighting against fate and the world. Others are just beginning to fall in love, but he is toddling in pain. Others are beginning to indulge in the world of mortals, but he dreams of breaking free from the atmosphere.

His time is too precious, he has been running wildly, never stopping to pay attention to the scenery on the side of the road.

For so many years, Lin Jingheng was the first person to break his peaceful mind.

Lu Bixing looked down at him, and thought of the skinny and bruised body under the shirt, the hot blood on the head faded, but a mixed feeling of fear rose, he thought: "How should I treat you? "

For a while, Lu Bixing was like an adventurer full of curiosity and fear. He held his breath, and gently held Lin Jingheng's hand hanging by the side with the caution of stroking a piranha.

That hand was very cold—maybe it was angry—and very hard. Even though the fingers were relaxed, the stone-like knuckles showed the strength of the hands. The nails were neatly manicured, but the palm was covered with rough calluses. and scars big and small.

Lu Bixing gently stroked this hand, slowly exhaled the suffocated breath, closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while, he clearly felt that from the place where the skin touched, some mysterious energy was stirring His own blood vessels boiled all the way to his chest.

Lu Bixing shuddered and touched it for a while, feeling really uncomfortable, couldn't help pouring himself another glass of cold water.

He wandered around for a while before finally calming down, called up the navigation notes on his personal terminal, and described his first exploration of this "mysterious field" in the format of an experiment report. At the end, he added a few more sentences at the end Less rigorous subjective feelings——

"Physiologically, I was sitting there, but my mind seemed to have flown out from the top of my head in a top-heavy manner, and flew around the entire mecha cabin. The aftertaste was always stimulating my endocrine system, and my chest kept expanding, as if I was sucking too much. With 'laughing gas', I want to laugh even when I breathe."

"Is the contact between people so subtle and intriguing? It's a pity that one of the social etiquettes of adults is to keep a comfortable distance from each other. If it is not a special relationship, savoring someone's hand for no reason sounds like What a freak, I can't find a control group."

"Love, what else does it feel like?"

However, his unresolved "love" has a bad temper, and as soon as he wakes up the next day, he skillfully engages in a cold war.

Lin Jingheng's physical fitness is excellent. After 48 hours, both the rainbow virus and the muscle-dissolving agent have been completely metabolized, and the rare sleep during the two nights perfectly digested the sequelae of mental overload.It's no problem for him to kill two Yuanyi people.

It's not easy for Lu Bixing to tie him up in the medical room anymore, but obviously, he has other ways to deal with Lin Jingheng.

You must know that on a mecha—especially on a small mecha, the driver's authority is above everything else.

As soon as Lin Jingheng walked out of the medical room, the "Interstellar Travel Safety Instructions" recorded by Principal Lu began to surround him.

He sat down, the small player automatically rose from the back of the seat, stood up against the wall, a small player crawled over his head, and simply walked around in the cabin. The public broadcaster in the mech let go of his throat and repeated Principal Lu is enough to act as the voice of standard broadcast teaching materials.

In the end, Lin Jingheng was desperate, picked up the anti-noise earphones, and just put them in his ears, he heard someone greet him happily from inside: "Good morning, Lin, sorry for taking over all the electronics on the mecha except Zhanlu. Equipment, including your personal terminal - cheer for the great science and technology, now, I will play the latest revised version of "Star Trek Safety Instructions", Chapter 1..."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He's also playing tricks!

Lu Bixing was afraid of being beaten, so he hid in the dining room on the second floor of the mech, secretly observing Lin Jingheng through the spirit net.

At this moment, the flight map showed that they had officially returned to the underground channel and entered the base's internal network. Before Lu Bixing could breathe a sigh of relief, the contactor was almost blocked by a huge amount of information—the one-eyed eagle woke up in the morning with a hangover When he found out that his son had run away and was suspected of elopement, he immediately became a puffer fish and published a total of 10,000+ words of cursing.

Lu Bixing frantically turned off the communicator, looked up again, only to find that Lin Jingheng was gone.

He quickly used his mental net to scan the cabin, medical room, bedroom... and even took a nasty look at the bathroom, but found no one.His heart skipped a beat, almost thinking that Lin was so annoyed that he opened the hatch and jumped out, so he ran out of his hiding place to find someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, someone grabbed Lu Bixing's shoulder.

The hand that he had speculated for a long time the day before made him personally experience what "strength" is. Lu Bixing was pinched and twisted from behind by him, with his hands behind his back, he slapped the door with his whole body.

Lu Bixing immediately betrayed the integrity of intellectuals: "Surrender and surrender, if you have something to say, human civilization has entered the new era of ephemeris, and it is so brilliant, it is not for you to resort to violence in everything...uh..."

Lin Jingheng: "Shut up."

Lu Bixing shut his mouth as he said, but still leaned against the door with difficulty and turned his head, giving him a bright and bright smile.

"I hear you say one more word," Lin Jingheng pressed him hard on the door, and whispered into his ear, "I'll let it become my last words."

"I want to say it as my last words," Lu Bixing withdrew his smile, and looked into his eyes without avoiding it, "Lin, I have been worried about you since I received the news that Prince Gloria bombed Egret, so that I can't wait in the base. Once the high-energy particle flow passes, I must come out to find you. Near the wreckage of the jump point, I saw the wreckage of hundreds of mechs... and corpses. I let the mecha scan Beijing Communication terminal and wreckage, do you know how I felt at the time?"

Lin Jingheng was taken aback.

Lu Bixing let out a soft breath: "I don't think I've ever had such a nightmare in my life."

Lin Jingheng involuntarily let go.

"Maybe it's because I'm connected to the spirit net. After I fell asleep in the past two days, I was always restless and would always be awakened repeatedly. I dreamed yesterday that the fishing net was broken at that time. I couldn't hold you. I know that Zhanlu's battery is only There are a few seconds left, but no matter how fast you speed up, I can’t catch up with you.” Lu Bixing turned around, tidied up his messy skirt a little, and spread his hands at him. .

Lin Jingheng subconsciously took half a step back.

Lu Bixing was silent for a few seconds, and then continued with his own words: "I'm not saying this to accuse you, but just to tell you how I feel. I feel very sad."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Lin Jingheng's face, and he quickly recovered, and quickly covered it up. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and left, his steps getting faster and faster, as if he was being chased by a group of enemies he had never seen in his life. kill.

Lu Bixing kept holding his heart together, and looked at Lin Jingheng's back in astonishment, thinking: "This is a defeat, I haven't even used my big move yet."

The young scientist Mr. Lu quickly collected the second experiment report: "I suddenly found that he is a very passive person, never willing to face up to his own feelings, and of course he can't express it, but he is easier to get along with than imagined. , as long as you know his weakness, you can tell which of his threats are false."

After experiments and reasonable speculation, the young scientist Mr. Lu found that he was General Lin's weakness. , Lin Jingheng did not dare to move a finger of him, Lu Bixing secretly counted, the most violent physical contact is less than [-] cows, for adult men, it basically belongs to the category of non-painful slapstick.

In the end, Lin Jingheng was afraid of him.

That trash Zhanlu has been dormant all the time. In the small mecha cabin, Lu Bixing is everywhere, popping up anytime and anywhere, so that he has nowhere to hide. Life is worse than death. For the first time, I look forward to returning to the rags of Sister Smelly. The base, Lin Jingheng even heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that the base could be seen through the spirit network.

"Look!" Lu Bixing rushed over from behind suddenly, hugged Lin Jingheng's shoulders, and wanted to push him to look out the observation window.

Lin Jingheng is undergoing restorative training—the muscle-dissolving agent has been completely metabolized, and the dissolved core muscles have to be remodeled slowly—sweaty and sticky, and she hates this invisible physical contact more and more, and goes to the hospital with disgust. hide aside.

But Lu Bixing couldn't help sticking to it. He lowered his head and sniffed at his neck: "It's okay, I didn't sweat much, and the smell is quite refreshing. Why did you lower the temperature in the training room?"

Lin Jingheng's hairs exploded, and he shook off him: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Bixing looked back at him innocently, with a friendly and innocent face: "It's not good to exercise vigorously in front of the cold wind, alas, I don't care about you today - look outside."

A row of small mechs were walking around the base where they could be seen by naked eyes. They maintained the formation, changing speed back and forth, forming a small square formation.

Lu Bixing connected to the intranet enthusiastically, and Saturday's face immediately appeared on the communication screen.

"You go back..." Saturday was excited at first. Seeing Lin Jingheng not far away, he couldn't help but get a little serious, and announced loudly, "We are training, and all the drivers who participated in the construction of the protective cover that day have all been incorporated into the Self-Defense Force Official members, there are still a lot of people signing up every day, and the stock of mechas at the base is almost not enough, we are queuing up for training!"

Lin Jingheng slightly raised his eyebrows.

Saturday: "We can defend our home!"