mandatory agreement

After the rain, Lu Zheng's health finally recovered, and the medicine played its due role. Lu Zheng and Zhou Xing were even able to walk to the garden on the roof for a walk.

Lu Zheng brought a pair of scissors with him, and when he came across a flower he liked, he cut it off and handed it to Zhou Xing. Before halfway through the garden, Zhou Xing could no longer hold the flower in his hand and needed to hold it with both hands.

Lu Zheng stuffed another flower, then put away the scissors, and said, "Do you want me to hold it for you?"

That's what he said, but his hands were hanging by his sides, and he didn't mean to help at all.

Zhou Xing was not angry, but smiled instead: "I'll just hold it myself, do you want to cut it?"

"No more cuts." Lu Zhen yawned a little and said, "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep."

Zhou Xing didn't believe his words, and said in a low voice, "You are just fine, don't keep thinking about those things in bed."

Lu Zheng looked blank and said, "I really want to sleep."

"Every time you say you want to sleep, you always sleep with me."

Lu Zheng's eyes fell on Zhou Xing's open face, and he suddenly smiled: "Then will you let me sleep?"

"Don't let me, don't think about it, just be honest." Zhou Xing deliberately lowered his voice.

"Oh~~~" Lu Zheng stunned to say a word with the effect of singing a fancy tune, and then said lazily, "I'm dying, and I want to sleep with you before I die, can't I?"

"What nonsense -" Zhou Xing raised his right hand and covered Lu Zheng's lips, and the flowers in his hand were scattered all over the floor.

Lu Zheng blinked his eyes, with a gentle and harmless look, and waited for Zhou Xing to let go of his lips before saying, "My flower."

"Didn't they all be given to me?" Zhou Xing said as he bent down and began to pick flowers.

"Zhou Xing, in your heart, am I more important than flowers?" Lu Zheng didn't help, he stood casually like an oil painting.

"Of course." Zhou Xing actually wanted to say "Isn't this nonsense", but he restrained himself.

"Zhou Xing, am I very important to you?" Lu Zheng asked again.

"of course."

After blurting out these two words, Zhou Xing felt a little regretful. He answered like this, as if he was deliberately seducing Lu Zheng.

"Do you like me?"

Lu Zheng asked a third question, but this time he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Zhou Xing was silent for a moment, then said, "Stop joking."

Lu Zheng said "Oh" again, and stepped on the rose that Zhou Xing was about to pick up. The delicate petals were instantly crushed into a ball, and the dark red juice looked like blood.

Zhou Xing withdrew his hand, picked up another flower in another direction, and cut off the remaining flowers at a faster speed, holding his hands and standing up straight.

"Do you want to continue shopping?" Zhou Xing asked knowingly.

Lu Zheng left without saying a word.

--

"The parliament is discussing matters related to the Second Legion today." Sara reported in a mechanical voice without any waves.

"What's the result of the distribution of spoils?" Lu Zheng walked down the stairs step by step, holding on to the stairs with one hand. He was not alone, and he could faintly hear another person's footsteps behind him.

"There is no conclusion yet." Sara paused for a moment, and said the main point, "Someone mentioned your name."

"Oh, what do you say?" Lu Zheng walked down the last step, stroked his bracelet, took half a cup of coffee from the robotic arm, and took a sip.

"Mr. Wang Zheng, the former deputy head of the Second Legion, said that everyone in the council is treating all the senior members of the Second Legion the same way they treated you back then."

"That's interesting, Sarah. What do you think?"

"Captain Wang is too brazen."

"He did it on purpose."

Lu Zheng stopped in his tracks and looked at the mottled tree shadows outside the window through the floor-to-ceiling windows. For a long time, he thought of his time in the army and his comrades in arms.

"Sarah."

"Yes, sir."

Lu Zheng was silent for a moment, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. He just turned his head, looked at Zhou Xing from a distance, and waved at him.

Zhou Xing seemed to have received a signal of tacit approval, and took three steps in parallel, and finally almost ran to Lu Zheng's side.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lu Zheng stared at Zhou Xing's bright eyes.

"I thought you were angry." Zhou Xing replied almost instantly.

"I'm angry," Lu Zhengqing nodded, but reached out to pull Zhou Xing into his arms, "I need you to coax him."

"...I'm not very good at coaxing people." Zhou Xing buried his head in Lu Zheng's chest, "You teach me."

"First, we should go to bed."

Zhou Xing suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Zheng accusingly.

"...It's just taking a nap under the quilt, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh……"

Zhou Xing's heart relaxed, and he was inexplicably regretful.

"and then?"

"I want to eat your cooking."

"it is good."

"Want to sleep with you."

"...pure quilt?"

"No, it's the kind of dissonance you think."

Zhou Xing wanted to persuade Lu Zheng to be restrained, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth—timely enjoyment is also a way of life, and he couldn't stay with Lu Zheng for long.

"it is good."

They got into the soft quilt together and hugged each other intimately. Lu Zheng soon fell asleep and had a long-lost dream.

"Sara." Lu Zheng called the assistant's name.

"Yes, sir." Sara's voice came from all directions.

"I'm dreaming?"

"Yes, sir."

"Is this going to be a nightmare or a good dream?" Lu Zheng asked a question that sounded ridiculous.

"I can manipulate your dreams."

"I want to go for a run."

"Okay, sir."

When the screen changed, Lu Zheng found himself standing next to a familiar off-road vehicle.

"It's broken."

"You're running out of time, Parliament could pass that bill at any moment."

Sara switches voices and dutifully participates in framing the dream.

"I can run."

Lu Zheng activated his wrists and ankles, and took the first step. The sun was warm but not scorching, and the breeze was comfortable but not wild. As he ran forward, there were gradually more people around him.

He saw his teachers, comrades-in-arms, friends...and a black cat with smooth fur.

"Dahei." He couldn't help stretching out his hand.

"Meow--"

Dahei jumped forward vigorously and landed precisely in Lu Zheng's arms.

Lu Zheng hugged it with both hands, lowered his head and rubbed its fur, and said, "You have gained weight."

"Meow--"

Dahei jumped onto Lu Zheng's shoulder and hung it on Lu Zheng's shoulder as if he were a cat scarf. It swung Lu Zheng's back with its tail, as if urging him to move on.

Lu Zheng quickened his pace. He has a healthy body, a trustworthy companion, a caring big cat, and the expectations of others...

He is almost omnipotent and fearless.

As he ran, his feet suddenly stepped on the air, but instead of falling, he flew into the air.

"I can fly."

"Meow--"

Lu Zheng was flying in the sky, passing through the soft clouds. This was indeed an overly sweet dream.

"Sarah, it's time for me to reach my destination."

Sarah didn't want to talk to him.

"Dreams should end."

"You want dreams, not nightmares."

"But I should be there."

Sara didn't speak, but cut off the construction of the dream decisively, and half-forced Lu Zheng to open his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Xing leaned over and touched Lu Zheng's face, "You were too sound asleep just now, so I didn't call you."

"What time is it?" Lu Zheng asked.

"At six o'clock in the afternoon, dinner is ready."

"You did it?"

"Correct."

"Hold me up," Lu Zheng stretched out his hands, "I may have slept for too long, and my hands and feet are numb, so I can't get up."

"Okay." Zhou Xing bent down and picked him up.

"Zhou Xing." Lu Zheng leaned closer to the man's ear.

"Ok?"

"I used to be in good health and run very fast. I could carry you to climb mountains."

"Let's recuperate slowly. When you recover, let's go for a run together." Zhou Xing said deceitful words that he didn't even believe.

Lu Zheng didn't realize it, he said, "Okay."