imperfections

Lu Bixing stuffed his free hand into his mouth, raised his head, and blew a long, rounded whistle. A shadowy figure appeared in the window upstairs where the water had just been splashed, peeping through the window.

Lu Bixing yelled at people very familiarly: "Don't hide, I have seen you, how can you do this! I am such a good-looking talent, and you use this kind of insincere routine to trap me? There is no difference in treatment, handsome guy Your self-esteem has been broken by you!"

There was a burst of tittering around, the upstairs window opened, and a woman in pajamas poked her head out, laughing wildly, she didn't look like a serious businessman.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Bixing waved his hands playfully, "Hurry up and apologize, and throw down two packs of cigarettes!"

Hearing the sound from behind the window, more heads were squeezed out, male and female, straight haired and curly haired. Looking around, they were colorful. Most of these people were disheveled and posing. They pushed each other, laughing and joking. After waiting for a while, I gathered two packs of non-brand cigarettes, threw them down from upstairs, and landed in Lu Bixing's arms.

From the age of the earth to the new ephemeris, "tobacco, wine, tea and sugar" is as long as human history. There are unimaginably expensive products with various black technologies added, and there are also handmade cigarettes with a history of inheritance and rough manufacturing.The advertisement picture on the cigarette box is a playful man, standing there twisted and twisted, winking at the people outside. The inside is the low-quality tobacco "specially supplied" by the eighth star, and it can smell bad through the package. The smell of tar is very spicy, and the paper roll of the cigarette butt is still unglued, with a small tail trembling.

Lu Bixing took the cigarette, imitated the posture of the man on the cigarette box, posed a pose, waved to Yingying and Yanyan upstairs, and pulled Lin Jingheng to continue walking: "You're welcome!"

The group of warblers who had been extorted from two packs of cigarettes saw that he was sensible and likable, so they blew him a collective kiss.

Lin Jingheng has been thinking about how to pull out her hand so as not to look deliberate. She was very absent-minded, and watched the audience. At first, she thought that Lu Bixing, an interstellar dead house, had acquaintances on Venus. Later, Lu Bixing stuffed a pack of cigarettes. Realizing that something was wrong, after walking about 100 meters, General Lin from Woto came back to his senses, frowned and asked, "Wait, was that a blackmail and prostitution gang just now?"

In the bustling city where fish and dragons are mixed, some small buildings that look very serious are often hidden red light districts. The members of this small building are not well qualified, and some people are not even good at personal hygiene. Selling oneself is not very popular, so I have to make a living by extorting and touching porcelain.

The routine is usually like this - first find someone to wait at the window with a basin of water, and when you see someone who looks like a fat sheep passing by, you will pour the water in the basin down. Ask for an explanation, and then the building will lure people in in the name of apologizing, or using excuses such as "come in to dry clothes".

Then, the apology and sympathy will become a three-in-one package of "drinking mistakes and fairy dances", which is guaranteed to scrape off the last bit of grease from the "sticks".

Lu Bixing turned his head to look at Lin Jingheng, stared at him for a moment, couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "General, your reaction is not half a beat slow, it's half an opera slow!"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Today, he thought about the question of "from where to where" all the way, and he was stunned by philosophy. He was very out of shape since he drove out of the base, and half of his mind was empty. It's happening right under your nose.

Lu Bi keenly read the voice of General Lin's heart at this time from his sunken face - presumptuous, courting death?

"Hey, don't, don't, I've already left, why go back to find trouble?" Lu Bixing stretched out his arms and stopped him happily.

When he looks at Lin Jingheng now, it can be said that he is quite irrational. He wears several layers of hormonal condensation filters. He is cute when he scolds the street, and he is cute when he hurts others. At this point, the aesthetics are greatly deviated, like a neuropathy.

"Today in their building, there must be someone with a lucky star, because the general lost his mind and picked up a bunch of dog lives in a daze. What is this? This is luck like a koi! Hurry up and take the one I gave you just now. Pack a box of koi cigarettes, you can't ask for it... Hey, look, there is a fortune teller, hurry up and ask for a few nice words!"

Under the dilapidated shed sat an old man in a turban, bent like a full stop, with a lame table in front of him, and on the table was a picture of gossip, with a tower that had been gnawed by rats on one corner of the picture. Luo card, a neon sign on the head of the old man, which reads: ancient fortune-telling.

Lu Bixing poked his head towards the old man at the fortune-telling booth and shouted, "Grandpa, how much is it once to watch fate?"

The old man gestured to him: "Twenty points for a street ticket."

"I'll give you a hundred, we want to see the good ones." Lu Bixing poked a few times on his personal terminal, and jumped into the meter next to the old man at a hundred points. He grabbed Lin Jingheng's shoulders with both hands and pushed him forward. , "Show this gentleman!"

I don’t know how long the old man has been setting up a stall here. He is skinny and his business is not booming. He has only saved more than 200 points on the meter. Unexpectedly, Lu Bixing, who has been taken advantage of by Lu Bixing, has accumulated enough points for him to exchange money. A nutritional needle that can last for several months.

The old man was overjoyed, and held up his breaking card with both hands: "This gentleman, please draw a card and put it in the center of the gossip with the mysterious power of the universe."

Lin Jingheng: "...what the hell?"

Lu Bixing made an extra effort, quickly approached him, grabbed his hand and drew a colorful card.

The old fortune-teller took the money and performed with all his heart. He quickly clasped the cards in his palm, recited a long scripture "buzzing buzzing", and said flickeringly: "Sir, I read from the cards. In your glorious future, I see you abandon your doubts, pass through the fog, and return to your true self. You will finally gain the power endowed by your destiny, and you will find the answer you have been pursuing all your life. May all the gods bless you."

Lin Jingheng knew that the old man was talking nonsense, but when he heard the words "Abandon doubts, go through the fog, and return to oneself", there was a sudden movement in his heart, as if there was a rusty string that had been left unoccupied for a long time, and was gently blown by the breeze, making a hoarse sound. chord sound.He raised his head, and for a moment wanted to ask "what is the answer I have been pursuing all my life", but the old fortune-teller gave him a flattering toothless smile.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Lu Bixing chased after him with a playful smile and asked, "Are you happy after listening? General, have a smile."

Lin Jingheng pressed his hand back on his forehead, pushed the source of the noise back two steps, and walked away.

The old man had saved enough life-saving money, and thankfully stood up to see them off. When Lu Bixing turned around and waved to him, the old fortune-teller took off his hat and showed his white hair trembling in the wind. He didn't sit down again until the two of them walked away. , with trembling hands, flipped over the card that Lin Jingheng had just drawn away.

In the age of the ancient earth, the Tarot divination culture once flourished like a meteor, and then it was messed up by a large group of swindlers. Now, there is no inheritance to speak of. I bought it at a street stall for five yuan. It is a Tarot version of "Convenience Cards". You can cheat with this thing. You don't need to memorize the thick instructions of the Tarot cards at all. You just need to follow the small words in the corner of the card and fool around. ——What each card represents, they lazily summed it up in one word.

The fortune-teller opened his dim old eyes, put his face on the card, and saw clearly the line of small characters in the lower right corner that almost melted into the painting, which read——

"Tower: doomed."

The evening wind blew, and the old fortune-teller shivered for a moment. He looked up at the direction where Lin Jingheng and the others were going. Seeing that the two had turned a corner and were out of sight, he struggled to stand up, closed the stall, and exchanged for life-saving nutrition. Needle up.

"There is also a night market like this on Gloria Planet." Lu Bixing exchanged a few oranges with someone, and peeled them while walking, "There are also all kinds of tricks and abductions, and the routines are similar. Fat sheep who don't know how to do it come in to join in the fun... such as you Yes - everyone will be like a festival, can trick people from one end to the other, trick the whole street to have a carnival together. When I was young, I used to hang out with them, find a place to read, and when I was tired, I watched them deceive people. When I was happy after cheating, someone ran over and rubbed me and brought me a gadget."

Lin Jingheng: "Didn't you say that when you were young, your health was not good, and the one-eyed eagle wouldn't even let you eat barbecue? He just watched you hang out in places like this?"

"Of course it's impossible to run on the street," Lu Bixing said, handing the peeled oranges to Lin Jingheng, "My dad rented the small commercial street on Gloria Star to them, and the whole land behind It belongs to him, and the place is vacant. He built a small building. As soon as the windows in the backyard are opened, you can touch the small animals raised by the entertainers. I strongly requested to live in it. During that time, the muscles of the legs were atrophied. , I need to recover, and I am very happy to hear the bustle and bustle outside when I am practicing walking in the house."

"I don't eat," Lin Jingheng waved his hand, "What's the matter with the legs?"

"Sick, but recovered later." Lu Bixing answered briefly.

Lin Jingheng: "What is the specific disease?"

Lu Bixing's expression flickered, as if he didn't want him to ask this question, he had an idea, and he said: "Lovesickness, general, can you take care of it?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Lu Bixing's attention quickly shifted to other places - he was trying to feed General Lin all kinds of things all the way, Lin didn't even look at it, but this orange was worth a lot of money, and he got three words from him.Lu Bixing blinked, and suddenly broke off an orange petal, and touched the corner of Lin Jingheng's mouth unexpectedly, "It's very sweet."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"Aren't you going to eat it? Isn't it true that you won't eat any oranges you've kissed?" Lu Bixing made a gesture to throw it into his mouth, "Okay, then I'll eat it myself."

This kind of teasing is very hard to beat, Lin Jingheng snatched away the unlucky orange.

"General, a lot of things exist to please you," Lu Bixing said as he ran into the starship, "Look, the oranges have worked so hard all their lives to grow to such a large size that they have secretly stored so many. The capsule' is in the orange segment, just wait for you to bite down when you are the fullest, pour the sweetness on your tongue, and the fruity aroma is everywhere - don't many novels and movies tell love stories with this plot? In order to please the person he likes, a person carefully prepares a surprise such as fireworks, stars, fountains, etc., and then seizes the time to bring his sweetheart and show him just right. Everyone will be surprised and moved with the protagonist after seeing it. But if you think about it carefully, is Orange also pleasing you in this way? You still have such a reluctant expression, aren't you letting it down?"

Lin Jingheng replied: "If you watch less nonsense and save some electricity for your brain, you won't be short-circuited at any time."

However, although the words were sarcasm, his brows were loosened. Lin Jingheng's taste buds seemed to be naturally dull, and he could eat and swallow whatever he wanted. He didn't develop the neurons to taste delicious food. On the contrary, the oranges described in Lu Bixing's fallacies can stimulate appetite more. Before he knew it, he ate the whole orange, and had a rare taste.

Lu Bixing followed him, a little elated, feeling that Lin Jingheng's very difficult problem was finally solved by him.He found that Lin often didn't even give a glance to things that he really didn't like. That kind of attention is very precious, but deliberately refusing, on the contrary, it means that he is not disgusted, and he may even like it quite a bit, but it doesn't suit him. Shake your head only if you have a certain behavior pattern and certain rules.

Reminiscent of Lin Jingheng's formal and diplomatic words when he rejected him, Lu Bixing now feels that he is the orange he kissed, so sweet that he just wants to roll all over the floor: "General..."

At this moment, a heavy object suddenly slammed across the sky, and it hit the glass window behind him just as it was rubbing the landing. A stream of special particles shot out from his personal terminal key, breaking up glass slag like a protective shield.

I saw that the heavy object that was thrown was half a brick, and it was originally aimed at the head of a peddler with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. With no hair exposed, he threw half a brick far away in anger. With excessive force, the big hood wrapped around his head was torn off, revealing a face that could directly play the role of a ghost—the skin was so rotten In this way, the flesh on the chin and lips has disappeared, exposing the white mandible, and blood and tears are still dripping from the corners of the eyes.

He... didn't know it was her, his voice was hoarse and rough as if it was full of rust, and he roared heart-piercingly: "You lied to me with fake medicine!"

The peddler who was being chased and beaten was also frightened by the horrific image of the other party. He sat down on the ground, flipped his legs several times, and screamed in a different tone: "Rainbow virus! This person is infected with rainbow virus!"

The "Rainbow Virus" is the eternal nightmare of the eighth galaxy. The trauma caused by the catastrophe that year may take at least hundreds of years and the death of two generations before it can be calmed down.

The peddler yelled out, and the whole street exploded, as if the god of plague had descended, and everyone suddenly changed color, screaming and running in all directions.Lin Jingheng dragged Lu Bixing behind him, and the special particle stream of the mecha car key rolled up a wind, blocking Lu Bixing: "Get out of here first."

"It's okay." Lu Bixing grabbed his elbow, "I have antibodies in my body, it doesn't matter."

Lin Jingheng was taken aback: "What?"

When Lu Bixing was born, the rainbow virus had disappeared in the eight major galaxies of the alliance for many years. He was not a frontline soldier who needed to deal with special situations. How could he have antibodies to the rainbow virus?

Before he could think about it, Lu Bixing pointed to the skeleton-like figure and said, "Lin, look at his shoulder!"

The turban that the man tore off exposed his neck and one shoulder. The clothes were so dirty that the background color could not be seen, and an epaulet could barely be recognized—it was the symbol of the administrative center of the eighth galaxy, and it was only found on the uniforms of civil servants!

As soon as Lu Bixing finished speaking, the skeleton man had already wrapped himself up, turned around and ran away.

Lu Bixing raised his foot and chased after him: "Wait!"

Lin Jingheng: "Wait a minute, do you really have antibodies?"

"I swear in your name," Lu Bixing said, "I will not be able to chase you for the rest of my life if I lie."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

For a moment he didn't know how to react to this oath.