Real men don't engage in fake gays [Interstellar]

Lu Mingze played with a lock of Auston's hair, and Auston lay on his stomach, his head was fluffy, but he still didn't remember much.

"You are hungry……"

Lu Mingze lowered his eyes to look at him, but didn't speak.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Auston began to try hard to find a sense of presence: "Ah Ze, you have been in a coma for two days, are you hungry?"

"Ah."

Lu Mingze snorted perfunctorily, and asked Oston as if thinking of something suddenly: "I have never wanted to understand one thing, why do you know such a place."

There will be dark places on every planet, but Oston is a nobleman, and Lu Mingze imagines his life. Except for the banquet at the top, every day is a struggle for power, or he is fighting with his elders. ...How do you know such a place.

Auston kissed him on the waist with a smile, reached out to take the coat, and then took out a golden ornament from the inner pocket. Lu Mingze took a closer look and found that it was an old-fashioned pocket watch—an old-fashioned one. Compared with the current pocket watches with various high-tech attributes, it is the same as the pocket watches that overseas students in the late Qing Dynasty liked to wear. The hands and dials made of pure machinery make a scratchy, hoarse sound when running. Sexy sound.

Lu Mingze leaned forward curiously, and reached out to catch the pocket watch Oston handed him. Only then did he see clearly that there was a photo on the other side of the pocket watch.

"This is?"

Lu Mingze subconsciously asked, facing Auston's smiling gray eyes, Lu Mingze suddenly felt a spiritual realization.In the photo is a woman with fair skin, lips as delicate as petals, and two pieces of black hair hanging on each chest, forming soft curves.Of course, these are not important, compared to her beauty, Lu Mingze cares more about her demeanor - her expression is not gentle, or, rather than gentle, Lu Mingze wants to use another more precise word to describe her ,tolerate.

It is the kind of tolerance that a strong person can tolerate for any injustice, especially those gentle gray eyes... I always feel familiar.

Lu Mingze stared at Auston and blinked twice: "This is your...?"

The latter nodded: "This is my mother."

Lu Mingze's eyes widened in surprise, Oston smiled and patted his head: "What are you doing, you look like I shouldn't have a mother."

Lu Mingze snorted, "But you never said that."

"You never asked me either."

Auston crawled over and hugged Lu Mingze from behind, and held his hand holding the pocket watch. Lu Mingze read the nostalgia from his gaze: "I haven't thought of her for a long time, when I was very, very young She brought me here once."

Lu Mingze glanced sideways at Oston, and then shifted his gaze to the photo in the pocket watch: "Is that a place where civilians live?"

"Ah."

Auston smiled and handed the pocket watch to Lu Mingze: "She is also a nobleman, but the nobleman with my mother's surname occasionally produces a few people with very weird personalities, such as my mother."

Lu Mingze glanced at the photo again, and said doubtfully, "I don't see anything weird about her."

"Although she is an aristocrat, she doesn't like Omega's courses. She doesn't like learning about color matching and braiding delicate hairstyles... She likes to let her hair loose and doesn't wear any accessories. Omegas with long hair rarely do this among nobles."

Lu Mingze recalled the few nobles he had only met, and finally remembered that from Uriel to Arthur, they would all add some kind of headgear or jewelry to themselves, and even a rough guy like Steven would wear it on his shirt. Make a big fuss on the buttons, giving people a gorgeous and ancient feeling.Auston was probably the most succinctly dressed among them, but he was always neatly dressed, and when he wore casual clothes, he always had a white handkerchief or a golden pen in his jacket pocket as a decoration.

But the person in the photo is different. She doesn't have any decorations on her body, no earrings, necklaces, or pendants on her forehead... The skirt is also the most common style.

Lu Mingze felt that her tenderness and beauty were the best decorations in the world.

"Do you still remember my cousin? He took over my mother's honor back then, and is now known as the weirdest member of the Lussen family, a nobleman who is obsessed with business, and can be regarded as an alternative in a certain sense."

Lu Mingze pondered and said: "I can see that you like your cousin quite a lot."

Auston hugged him with a smile, and kissed Lu Mingze lightly on the ear: "Are you jealous? I'm not interested in incest."

Lu Mingze was lazy, and he didn't bother to roll his eyes. He glanced at Auston: "Don't be poor... Tsk, okay, let's continue."

Auston gave Lu Mingze a photo of his mother: "Look, she doesn't look like an Omega."

Lu Mingze looked at it carefully for a long time, then nodded in agreement: "It's very charismatic."

Auston raised the corners of his lips slightly: "She is also an Omega who wants to live freely."

Lu Mingze couldn't help but raised his head to look at him, seeing Oston showing such fascinated expression again, he accidentally thought a little too much.

"Are you establishing the Freedom Guild for her?"

Auston smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, why do you think so?"

"..." How does this make him answer, intuition?Moreover, in general works of art, the main character who is promising is usually influenced by his father/mother.

"I haven't seen her since I was very young. The only thing I remember is that she took me to this kind of place and told me that when I was sleeping on a soft bed and eating delicious food, there are still a group of people in this world. People are struggling with how to survive."

After hearing this, Lu Mingze felt a strange feeling, and he couldn't help asking: "Your mother..."

In the middle of the sentence, he swallowed it back: "You seem to be deeply influenced by her, don't you like her very much?"

"No."

"..."

"I hate her to death."

"..."

Lu Mingze stared at Auston dumbfounded, thinking why this guy didn't follow the routine!

Auston's lips curled into a sneer: "I was young at that time, and she took me out a few times, but my family found out and banned our feet, especially my grandfather, he was furious when he found out, because my mother is an Omega There is no ability to protect our safety at all, and it is very dangerous to sneak into this kind of place."

Lu Mingze twitched the corner of his mouth: "...your grandfather is right."

"Well, of course, because we were kidnapped once. Fortunately, my father was nearby at that time, so there were no serious consequences."

"..."

Speaking of this, Lu Mingze couldn't take it anymore, so he simply pretended to be unwell, leaned into Auston's arms, and only listened to him.

"I haven't been there since then. Because my mother was too sad to be grounded, she used the excuse to go back to see her father, go out to relax, and then..."

Lu Mingze couldn't help asking: "Then what?"

Auston smiled, "I guess she ran away."

"..." Is it too cruel to guess about my mother?

After listening for so long, Lu Mingze felt a little abnormal besides being speechless. In fact, he could feel a little bit of abnormality from Auston's description... He actually cared about his mother's feelings, but sometimes the part he said was full of emotions. The malice of personal opinion.

"How old were you, how do you remember these things?"

Auston held him tighter in his arms, and gently pressed his face against Lu Mingze's temples: "I was about three years old at the time... I woke up earlier. Of course, my father told me about it Yes, I only listen to the narrative part of his views on my mother, and I don’t care if I don’t listen to the rest with strong personal emotions.”

Lu Mingze found it hard to imagine what the Duke with facial paralysis would look like when he said these things to Alston.

"But... I have to admit that she is the enlightenment of my freedom pioneer consciousness."

Auston raised his pocket watch calmly and stared at the photo above: "Utopians are also indispensable in a group, but there is still a long way to go from fantasy to practice."

"Snapped."

Auston closed the pocket watch and gently held it in his hand: "I need to be cautious and step by step to get to that Arabian Nights. Only by a passion... can only leave a joke for future generations. This Omega The idea is too romantic."

The last few words of his were like whispers, as if he was purely criticizing his mother's mistakes, or as a warning for his own behavior, he held Lu Mingze's hand tightly, and sighed softly: "Aze... I need you."

Lu Mingze lowered his eyes and clenched Oston's hand with his backhand - he kept saying that his mother was too romantic, and he himself was not a romantic person.Lu Mingze once admired such people very much, and their bold thinking was exactly what Lu Mingze lacked.

"This road is too long. If I am lucky enough to reach the end, that would be great. If I am unlucky..."

Lu Mingze interrupted his assumption expressionlessly: "I will collect your body for you, but I won't be your heir."

—An expected answer.

Oston put his chin lightly on Lu Mingze's shoulder, and after hugging him, he always felt that the other person's body seemed to be a little slimmer than before.

"Don't follow your mother's old path, Oss, you are not a morning star for me. I know what you are thinking, a spirit, the most important thing is inheritance, even if you as the leader die, as long as it is still passing on If it continues, it cannot be said to be a failure. But..."

Did you fucking miss me.

Lu Mingze ruthlessly refused: "I don't want to meddle, you don't want to get too far, I only protect your safety, the rest has nothing to do with me."

Auston couldn't help laughing and buried his face behind Lu Mingze's neck, sniffing the dry smell on his body deeply: "Okay, the others have nothing to do with you. I will lock you up and be my prisoner alone. "

"……roll."

*

Lu Mingze's body is getting better day by day as he said, except that sometimes he can't help coughing during boxing practice, but he never vomits blood again.

Once, Auston suddenly stared at him and asked thoughtfully, "What kind of time machine did you come to me?"

Lu Mingze couldn't answer, and Auston didn't delve into it, as if he was just asking a casual question.

During this period, Xi Weier finally deployed heavy troops and told Oston that he could go out to meet the cosmic monsters. After he left, Lu Mingze reminded: "If you want to kill him, he might also want to kill you."

Auston glanced in the direction where Xiwell disappeared, and replied with a smile: "Well, in this case, we can only rely on our own abilities."

Lu Mingze finally saw the appearance of the cosmic monster. To him, it looked like a large amoeba, spitting out mucus constantly.However, it doesn't seem to be as scary as in the legends. Thermal weapons can easily tear its tissues apart, without even dispatching battleships.

Lu Mingze stood on the spaceship, close to Auston. His task today was not to deal with the cosmic monsters, but to prevent someone from attacking Auston.

"Marquis."

Xivir looked at the monster who was attacked by the fierce fire from a distance, and began to talk nonsense: "Our morale is a bit weak. If you come to supervise the battle in person, it will definitely increase the morale."

Auston didn't respond, and Lu Mingze answered coldly from the side: "What's the difference between supervising the battle here and supervising the battle close up?"

"Naturally, it makes the Marquis live up to the title of 'Using soldiers like relatives'."

Lu Mingze couldn't help frowning—this was obviously a trap, the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and the intentions of General Oston to go to the place where the artillery fire was the most concentrated could not be called malicious.Cosmic monsters are not very useful, this time he may want Auston to die in his own hands.

But after Xi Weier said this, Auston had to go. Not only would he be said to be timid, but he would also cast a layer of dust on the glorious Virgin figure that he had fucked for many years.

——If you go, you will die. If you don’t go, the politicians will die. This is really a dilemma.

Auston chuckled suddenly: "Colonel Silver is right, Azer, you can accompany me there to protect my personal safety."

Auston said yes, and nodded towards Xi Weier with a smile: "After all, when we sit in the commander's seat, our lives no longer belong to us, but to the Federation. I hope you can protect the safety of the Federation's property."

"Yes, sir."

Auston kept staring at Silver: "Don't you think so? Colonel Silver."

Seeing him looking greedy for life and afraid of death, Xi Weier felt very disdainful: "I am different from the Marquis. My life has long been given to the battlefield, and I will stay on the battlefield after all."

"Oh... Colonel Silver's awareness is high enough."

After Auston finished speaking, he turned and left, and Lu Mingze followed him. He looked ahead and heard Auston repeating in a very pleasant low tone: "Then let's let him stay on the battlefield, what do you think, Aze. "

The corner of Lu Mingze's mouth twitched wildly: "...as you please."