What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

Qin Hanming knew that the marrow-washing grass would not do anything, but he still couldn't help it. When he caught the marrow-washing grass, he would make a ball of it and make it into a green ball. The ball, tossed in the air.

A distraught young man passed him by in the corridor, Qin Han paused for a moment, then turned to watch the young man get on the elevator.

That is... Lin Lang?

"Lin Lang seems a bit miserable." Qin Liu sent people away, lay down on the bed in a large font, and then heard someone knock on the door again.

He and the virtual look at each other: "Who is it?"

Virtually connected to the monitoring of the corridor, although the man was tightly wrapped, he still recognized it.

"Your man—" Xuanxuan slumped softly on the sofa and said in a muffled voice.

The marrow-washing grass immediately jumped up, opened the door, and jumped into the man's arms without any hesitation.

Qin Han reacted quickly, his arms tightly wrapped around Qin Liu who was going straight into his arms.

"Slimy." His low and magnetic voice floated into the ears of the pith-washing grass.

"Miss you!" Ximaicao opened his eyes and said nonsense, the exciting truth just now was revealed, how could he think about the general he met at night.

But the sugar that should be sprinkled should not be less.

The general was so sweet that he laughed happily.

The virtual person on the sofa trembled, shaking goosebumps all over the floor, he sat up and bid farewell to the two who poked someone blind.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, goodbye! I'll play with you when I'm free." The marrow-washing grass poked its head out of the general's arms.

Going downstairs with a sigh, the waitress at the front desk was stunned by this wonderful development, and picked up the optical brain to complain wildly.

"I can't understand the direction at all. After D entered, C, who was originally angry, left in a daze, and now B also came out with a disappointed face. Oh my god, there are only A and D left in the room! What kind of god is this?" !"

"...Fuck!"

"...Fuck!"

Room 301.

In the end, Mr. "D", the winner, went downstairs satisfied with his trophy, completely forgetting the original intention of coming here.

What are you throwing the marrow-washing grass balls, what are you throwing around as green balls——

General: ...Is this something that humans can do?

:)

"I've already had someone design what you want." Qin Han led him directly to the Fifth Military Region.

Originally, I planned to take my little benefactor to stroll around the mall and enjoy a rare family fun, but it was too late today, the general had no choice but to give up.

Thanks to Interstellar's technology for being able to meet his needs within a day, and thanks to several unknown donations, he didn't have to spend his own money to supplement military expenses, and made the always poor general rich.

The house assigned by the military is nice, even with a small garden.

The general doesn't live at home, and someone takes care of the small garden, which is full of flowers, which is really beautiful.

But marrow-washing grass didn't like it very much. He poked the general's hard chest muscles: "Let's plant some practical and edible ones in the small garden, okay?"

"Vegetables? There is a place to buy them. There is a fresh food supermarket in the military region." The general grabbed his troublesome hand and asked knowingly.

"Then let's grow something that can't be bought in supermarkets." Qin Liu puffed up his tender cheeks.

"I can't buy it, um—it can be." The general threw a bait in front of the pith-washing weed, and when he happily bit it, he pulled it away.

"It's a pity that you can't buy it, and you can't grow it here."

"Qin Han—" Xisuicao narrowed her eyes, "Do you think these flowers are beautiful?"

Play off.

The general hurriedly remedied: "Of course not, we will grow some vegetables and fruits tomorrow, so we don't have to go to the fresh food supermarket every day."

He opened the door, entered the information of the marrow-washing grass into the system, and set the same permissions for him.

Finally calmed down the grass.

Qin Han turned on the light and was taken aback for a moment, almost not recognizing his house.

His previous decoration has not been touched since he moved in. It is the uniform style of the military department. It is minimalist but not popular. It is not so much a home as it is a place for a short rest.

Even the hotel Qin Liu booked today is a little warmer than his home.

Although it only took one day, the decoration team completed it to a high degree. The white wallpaper with goose-yellow dark lines is particularly hazy and warm under the warm-toned wall lamps.

In the empty living room, a few soft sofas are stuffed, covered with flannel towels, hanging down to the floor, blending with a large range of hand-woven carpets.

This is a house that reminds people of "home" at first glance. The important thing is that Qin Han looked at the marrow-washing grass that climbed up to the second floor with a gentle expression.

This is the home with "the family".

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Whether life is dull or turbulent, different people have different opinions. For ordinary people, they work hard from nine to five. The most exciting thing is probably the news of the major changes in the military.

The Wu family was uprooted, and finally tried in secret in the Central Military Court, charged with a series of crimes such as subverting the regime, leaking state secrets, armed rebellion, and inciting separatism, and punished for several crimes.

The matter of human experimentation was still pressed down, and the Federation insisted on pinning the cauldron on the Empire, and the Wu family was also judged to be the biggest spy planted by the Empire back then.

The public's attention was indeed diverted, and the shamelessness of the empire was cursed online.

Only then did I realize that the Wu family is their "spy" empire: "..."

Wu Hongyi, as the leading activist, was executed on the third day along with several other activists. Others were raped for life or sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment.

Huan Lifeng was also executed in secret, but Qin Han finally showed him some kindness and secretly brought him back to Capital Star for execution. At the same time, he released the news that General Huan fell into an imperial trap while chasing defectors and died for his country.

People: Do it!Another shameless empire!

empire:"……"

Huan Lu took his unknowing younger brother to organize the funeral. Although Second Young Master Huan was grieved, he was not affected badly at all.

What Qin Han didn't expect was that Huan Lifeng's wife found him.

"I want to see him for the last time." The woman with red eyes was full of shame. After more than ten years of life in a wealthy family, it was impossible to tell that she was a down-and-out girl who was born in a slum.

But her eyes are clear, she is in the vortex of power but she has never been dazzled by wealth.

"Sister." The adjutant behind Qin Han called softly.

Back then, his sister was sold to another planet by the star thief, and she saved the life of the seriously injured Huan Lifeng by chance, and this is the story that followed.

This woman is soft and kind. Although she suffered a lot when she was young, she still has beautiful fantasies about the world. After the fantasies come true, her biggest worry is the marriage of her two children.

Although her husband was taciturn, he never let her suffer any serious grievances, until he told her that he had found her younger brother, and before she had time to be surprised, he looked at her with a rare complicated look and asked her to instigate her brother to betray him Qin Han.

Among the evidence against Huan Lifeng was a testimony from his wife. Although the adjutant tried to dissuade her many times and told her that the existing evidence was sufficient, this weak woman still stood in the federal court.

"Bang-"

The cell door was opened, and the man with shackles all over his body slowly raised his head. Even though the overall situation was settled, he didn't become too decadent, but when he saw a woman, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

"I know you love me." His wife seemed to be unable to see the messy ground, sitting on the small bench, hugging his legs intimately, and resting her head on it.

Huan Lifeng loves her, she knew when he desperately took her back to the Capital Star, when he took all the opposition to let her be the mistress, she knew that after Huan Du was born, he hugged his son in a rare way As she spun around, she knew...

She was Huan Lifeng's favorite person, even more than himself.

But the person you love the most is nothing compared to the desire that Bisheng pursues.

Huan Lifeng stroked her hair lightly, and heard her ramble on a lot, most of which were that she had noticed a few good girls for Huan Lu, and which lady did Huan Du spend more time with at the last banquet? said a few words...

She always liked to worry about these things, as she spoke, her voice became a little crying, and the hot tears couldn't be held back after all, and fell on Huan Lifeng's lap.

His hands paused, and he spoke the first words since meeting his wife.

There was even a little tenderness in his expression: "I have someone take away the gun by the bedside, don't do stupid things, don't follow me."

His wife, who was spoiled by him like a little girl, burst into tears in his arms. Huan Lifeng seemed to have nothing to do with her, so he pinched the back of her neck.

After the crying stopped, he handed the unconscious woman to the prison guards, and sat back on the chair in the room. It took a long time for a sigh to escape from his throat.

The farce came to an end. I heard from Qin Han that the boss of the Huan family took over the First Army, and the second child asked him for the Xisui Pill, and he still entered the federal military academy, and handed over the nomination certificate to Qin Han in advance.

After the matter of the Lin family was discussed, Guan Lin also came back from the [-]-star department. Qin Liu saw him and Huan Du on the news not long ago, saying that he was beaten out by the second young master of the Huan family.

It was time for Qin Han to return to the station. The week before his return was his birthday. As a general, it was inevitable to hold a boring reception for adults.

From the beginning to the end, his mind was on a good-looking young man, and the people around him knew it. Those who knew the identity of the young man felt that the two were a match made in heaven. Mr. Xiao Qin's contribution to the Federation is self-evident, but he has not announced it to the public. , but that day is not far away.

Naturally, some people who didn't know his identity came to find fault.

A woman in a burgundy dress took two goblets from the serving tray, which looked like grape juice, and she handed the glass to the young man, proudly raising her chin.

Qin Liu took it, there was no smell of alcohol, and there was no strange medicine, so he raised his hand and took a sip.

You know it's broken right away, and the current wine actually doesn't have the smell of wine? !

The woman saw that he was quite sensible, and just about to speak, he turned around and left, heading straight for General Qin. She was so angry that she tightly squeezed the black bag in her hand.

The marrow-washing grass didn't care much, and walked up to the general according to her spiritual sense. The world in front of her eyes was spinning violently, and she called out softly: "Qin Han~"

Knowing something was wrong from his voice, the general said "sorry", and helped the marrow-washing grass back upstairs under the ambiguous eyes of the people around him.

Qin Liu kept smiling silly, told him to ignore others, and called Qin Han's name twice from time to time, looking very well-behaved.

The general had no choice but to go downstairs to end the reception as soon as possible.

The moment he closed the door, the young man on the bed disappeared instantly, and the overwhelming green color occupied the entire room in a second, on the bed, ceiling, wardrobe...

So when Qin Han sent the guests away, he could hardly find a place to stay when he entered the room. Ye Zi still wanted to go out through the door he opened, but he simply remembered not to be seen by others, so he came back again.

Qin Han pressed his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to do with his little benefactor who suddenly became the size of an entire room.

Just when he was undecided, all the leaves began to shrink back and returned to the size of a palm. The general was relieved and saw the pith-washing grass on the bed move.

Two long leaves stick out and cover the bed.

Make a heart shape.

"Happy birthday." A vague blessing came from my ear, and there was another sentence, "I like, I love you."

Qin Han's heart was beating wildly. He knelt down on one knee in front of the bed, and couldn't help but kiss the leaf lightly.

Immediately, the leaves of the pithweed were tangled up sticky, and the general took out a brand new flower pot from Space Newry.

The marrow-washing grass seems to have attracted all the attention, and retracted the leaves, including the heart shape, Qin Han felt a little regretful, but fortunately, he had successfully taken a photo just now, so he can slowly savor it later.

The marrow-washing grass staggered up from the bed, the quilt was too soft, and he fell over as soon as he took the first step. Qin Han helped him up again, and made a circle with his hands, covering the little benefactor who was a little unconscious.

The pithweed took a while to climb into the pot with difficulty.

"Flower pot... mine." The voice after drinking sounded more like a baby than usual.

"It's yours." The general brushed his leaves gently.

The leaf curled up his fingers greedily and wouldn't let go.

"Qin Han... is also mine."

A small white flower bloomed tremblingly under the general's hand.

Qin Han's throat tightened.

"...It's yours too."

"Hey..." He softly coaxed the marrow-washing grass, with a look of patience in his eyes, "How about changing back?"

……

The flowers of the marrow-washing grass bloomed all night, and the next day the general was thrown out of the room by the pillow, and he stood at the door for most of the night aggrieved.

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