May you be happy and prosperous

"Lu Twelfth, you are very powerful. You can meet a strange man after a few hours of going out by yourself, and let him shoot me with a gun."

Lu Twelve, who was called by his first name with his last name, felt chills all over his body. He never knew that such a funny name could be called with such an aura of gnashing of teeth. He quickly sat up straight and waved his hands: "No, I Didn't let him..."

"If it wasn't for those human police officers apologizing to me, I wouldn't even know that your concubine actually shot me." Sha Gaya didn't listen to Lu Twelve's explanation at all, and said solemnly, "Aren't you wishing that I died earlier, hello Go away with him?"

"..." Lu Twelfth began to seriously think about these days, besides reading books about pets and workers, JAY also read some bullshit and vulgar novels to him.

"How about the future heir of the Wu family? Is he handsomer than me? Taller than me?" The man turned his face slightly, his jaw line tensed, and said indifferently, "But most importantly, he still He is very rich, so you don't need to spend your savings to buy him high-end canned cat face."

Lu Twelfth stopped talking. If he wasn't so nervous that he was almost suffocating, he might have laughed on the spot because of the "high-end canned cat food", but now he really can't laugh at all——Shajiaye After saying such a long list, Lu Twelve finally realized that because Sha Gaya had joined the battle as soon as he came, and then he was entangled by Chaoyun, surrounded by fog, and when everything was resolved, Wu Yu had already boarded the helicopter, so Sha Gaya didn't see what Wu Yu looked like at all, so he imagined an imaginary enemy who was taller, handsomer, and richer than himself.

"Wu Yu is not as tall as you, not as handsome as you."

"Nonsense." Shakya snorted coldly, "But with your kind of aesthetics, what evaluation can't be made?"

Lu Twelve really wanted to ask Sha Gaya what "that kind of aesthetics" was, but he realized that his main purpose at the moment was not to compete with men for this, so he held back, thought for a while and said: "And people also No cat food."

Shajiaye seemed a little satisfied: "Then he must have died early. The food humans eat is too greasy, high in cholesterol, and not natural enough."

"..." Inexplicably, the forehead of Lu Shishi, who "died early", twitched, and coaxed softly with a good temper: "Now I am not short of the money for the high-end cat food, can he afford it by himself?" What do these things have to do with me, and of course this will not become one of my important criteria for choosing a mate—what are you so good at.”

"Ah."

Shajiaye snorted lightly, and turned his head back again, which probably symbolized that the topic about Lu Twelve's "concubine" was finally over under the man's mercy - the topic was decided by Shajiaye After the other party was "not as tall as me, not as handsome as me, and died early if I didn't eat cat food", the argument ended with disdain.

So at this moment, Lu Twelve had no choice but to face a golden head again, and the man stopped talking again. He subconsciously felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a little dangerous, but because he was the one who was completely passive, what did he say? I can’t even say—unconsciously, the black-haired young man was completely unaware that he had been led by the nose by Shakya in his mind, and he naturally acquiesced in what the man said, “Run out by yourself.” , Hooked up with wild men who came out of nowhere, lied, and came home late".

A series of crimes made him feel guilty to death.

It's just that at this moment, the black-haired young man's mind is full of wounds on the man's body, and he has no time to think about how to excuse himself. He even took the initiative to blame himself for all the crimes - in Lu Twelve's case In the thinking logic, the injured person is the boss, so no matter what Sharjaya said at this moment, he would nod to admit or agree.

Because his hands were behind his back, the knot that Shakya tied the bandage at the end was a little loose. Lu Twelve reached out to help him adjust it, but he didn't realize until he touched the knot that looked loose that it was actually tied tightly. It is very strong, and if there is no violent movement, it should not fall off - he swept his fingertips over the knot, and was hesitating to withdraw his hand when he heard the man in front of him with his back turned coldly. He said coldly, "Don't make small moves on my back, it's very itchy, and I can't scratch it, it will scratch the wound."

Lu Twelve quickly withdrew his hands and put his hands on his knees like a primary school student, although he couldn't figure it out at all: the man was only hurt on his lower abdomen, and it had nothing to do with him touching his back.

However, he did not ask out of self-indulgence. He knew that Sharjaya was in a bad mood now, so he tried to find some lighter and less dangerous pleasing topics and said: "You seem to be very skilled in treating wounds, and your movements are also good. Soon, you used to do this kind of thing?"

"In Watren, the imperial power is not a position where you can sit in a high position and order others to die," Shakya still did not turn his head. He turned his back to Landing Twelve, with a deep and deep voice, "every second on the battlefield They are all very important. No one knows whether they are sitting in the camp resting at one moment, or whether the camp will be blown to the ground by the enemy in the next second. The military doctors are very busy, so they usually deal with such small wounds by themselves. "

"...Do you often fight?"

"often."

"internal?"

"There are also planets where others invade us and we invade others."

"..."

Lu Twelve couldn't figure out why a seemingly safe topic was pushed to the edge of subtlety in the end, so he fell silent. Not long after, he heard Sha Gaya sitting in front laughing lowly, with an attitude He joked viciously: "Do you feel that you are not good at chatting? In this case, if you don't know what to say, just shut up. Why bother your brain."

"..."

Lu Twelve discovered that since his family's Chinese pastoral cat became the Chinese Siberian tiger, it has always been in that kind of elegant posture - calm, calm, calm, domineering... However, since he was injured, this image has collapsed When it broke, he turned into a Chinese pastoral cat with teeth and claws, unreasonable, arrogant and hateful.

Without answering the man's provocative question, Lu Twelve raised his head, but his eyes were immediately attracted by the well-distributed muscle lines on the man's back—although it was already early winter, it was probably because the wound hurt so badly before. The honey-colored skin is covered with a thin layer of sweat, making it more sexy and attractive...

It was almost uncontrollable. He stretched out his hand and poked the muscle that bulged into a beautiful arc with his fingertips. As expected, he immediately got resistance. Shakya moved his butt forward and said in an indifferent tone: " Don't touch me if you've touched another man's hand."

"..." Lu Twelve resisted the urge to slap the arrogant golden head in front of him and withdrew his hand. After thinking for a while, he asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Do you think today's accident has something to do with Byron? relation?"

After Lu Twelve finished asking, he noticed that the blond man sitting not far in front of him was obviously silent for a while, and after a while, he heard the man ask, "Of course, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lu Twelve: "..."

I was really pissed off.

won't let me near you?

Don't want to talk to me?

Ok.

Lu Twelve raised his eyebrows, realizing that he is such a flexible person. When the other party didn't want him to approach him, he became more and more frustrated. Now he sat up a little bit, raised his hand maliciously, and ignored the other party's resistance to shoot. He patted the place on the strong back where the bandage was not wrapped——when he felt the other person's back muscles tense instantly, the corners of his lips curled up, and his body leaned forward, deliberately getting closer to Shakya, letting himself speak Breath sprayed on his back: "Speaking of Byron, why didn't you tell me what happened to you back then? Last time you just said it casually, I still don't quite understand why you advocate giving up the invasion of the earth?"

The man sitting in front froze for a moment, as if he wasn't used to the black-haired young man behind him approaching him so actively - ever since he recovered his memory, this guy has been avoiding him like a snake and a scorpion, even a slight frown Scaring him into another corner of the house surprised him a little at how uncharacteristic it was now.

The golden pupils sank slightly, and the surprised eyes that flashed away in them were restrained. When the man turned his head slightly, he looked as indifferent and calm as before, and he glanced at the head at the moment. The black-haired young man was almost placed on his shoulders, and during this period, his soft thin lips swept across the cheeks of the latter who were close at hand.

The scorching breath sprayed unscrupulously on that fair cheek.

Shakya clearly felt the head on his shoulders stiffen.

But unexpectedly, he didn't move away. Instead, he boldly and boldly stretched out his hand, and poked him on the back as if urging: "Say it."

As if realizing what the black-haired young man wanted to do at this moment, his chest heaved. From an angle that Lu Twelve could not see, a deep smile flashed across the man's eyes, but he turned his head, In a tone that forced people to die, he said lightly: "There is nothing to say."

"Well, even if curiosity kills the cat, the cat can die willingly."

Lu Twelve's chest was almost attached to Shakya's back. Without both parties realizing it, at this moment, Lu Twelve was kneeling on the sofa, his whole body sticking to it like a sloth. On the man in front—and below him, the man bent slightly and let him press him, he didn't seem to care that such an action would involve the gunshot wound that was squeezed on his lower abdomen, and he didn't even say a word to remind the man The black-haired young man on top of him moved away a little, but just allowed him to make any movements like this.

In the end, Shajiaye couldn't beat Lu Twelve and was still defeated.

He turned around without warning, and heard the person lying on him scream and almost slipped from the sofa to the ground. At this moment, he quickly reached out and grabbed Lu Twelve to save him from the tragedy of landing on his buttocks. , pulled him up, another strong arm was placed on his waist, and he brought a belt to his arms - the cushions on the sofa were pushed to the floor by their series of actions, but At this moment, the large double sofa can accommodate two adult men at the same time, and it suddenly seems a bit crowded. The distance in front of Lu Twelve's face is the calm and undulating face of Sharjayah, with a trace of sweat smelling in his nostrils. Comes with a strong chest.

"In the middle of my survey of Earth, I had a dream."

A man's voice came from the top of his head unhurriedly, Lu Twelve raised his head subconsciously, and answered casually, "Oh, then what?"

At this moment, Shakya could only feel a burst of hot air sweeping past his jaw, whether the other party did it on purpose or not, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the lips that were close at hand—probably It was the previous series of battles that kept the irritable and frenzied atmosphere in the man's body still not completely subdued. Right now, his kisses seemed a bit rough and chaotic, wantonly biting the soft lips that he took the initiative to send to his lips, Put it in your lips and lick it, or bite it with your teeth...

He lowered his head and stared at the black-haired young man in his arms, his golden pupils had turned into a thick honey color at this moment, charming and deep...

"Well……"

Lu Twelve sighed vaguely from the depths of his throat. He was a little surprised when his lips were bitten at first, but soon, the familiarity with the body in front of him made him relax—for a moment , the whole body seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, and quickly recalled their every intimate move in this house, on Gamma A, on the corner of the street, or in the basement that day.

The arm pressing on his waist tightened slightly, and at the same time, Lu Twelve also opened his lips slightly, allowing the man's tongue to invade easily...

Immediately there was a passionate sound of water between the two people's alternating lips and tongues.

Until they were both a little breathless, Lu Twelfth stretched out his hand and patted the man's shoulder to remind him that enough is enough... Sharjah paused, sticking out the tip of his tongue on the wet and red lips of the black-haired young man He licked his petals suggestively, and then he let go of the arm firmly fixed on his waist, lowered his eyes to look at the face that was close at hand, slightly flushed due to lack of oxygen, and raised his lips in a deep voice. Said: "Do you want to continue?"

"Continue to tell the story." Lu Twelve said.

Because the other party was not deceived, Sha Gaya flattened the arc of the corners of her lips.

Under Lu Twelve's persistent gaze, he moved his lips helplessly, and began to speak slowly——

"In my dream, I dreamed that Vatlun successfully invaded two-thirds of the earth's land and oceans." The man's voice was deep and deep, as if he was thinking hard, recalling that it was already far away for him recalled, "But Vatren also paid a heavy price for this, a large number of clansmen perished, and there were very few bloodlines of the once famous families - in the early days of the war, we had the upper hand, but soon encountered human resistance , it was a reckless struggle."

At this point, what Sharjaya said was almost completely consistent with what Lu Twelve had witnessed, his eyelids twitched wildly: "Go on."

"By the end of the war, both sides suffered countless casualties, and even the resources on the earth were almost destroyed. We almost forgot why we came to this planet in the first place, and just fought numbly, even if it seemed to occupy the upper part in the end, staying in the The Vatluns on Earth hardly had time to enjoy the joy of victory, they couldn't wait to go back to Vatlun..."

"In the dream, I was just a small, surviving soldier of the Third Royal Army of Vatrun." Shakya said as he said, his golden pupils flickered for a moment, as if he completely remembered the scene in the dream. The real feeling brought to him in the movie, "The feeling in the dream is very real, without any joy, without honor, just waiting numbly for Vatlun's ship to recycle itself back to the home planet, wanting to go back to Vatlun, back to Home, return to the embrace of the Earth Tree of Vatrun, and meet your loved ones..."

"and then?"

"Finally one day, I was looking forward to the arrival of Vatrun's ship. Just when I was about to board the ship and return to my home planet with great joy, the base was attacked by the United Human Legion again. I didn't die, but my companion They are all dead—this is almost the last Vatlun army left on Earth, and as a captive, I witnessed the earth’s human counterattack against Vatlun—” Sharjah Yeh paused and frowned Eyebrow, "The human beings who survived the war are united. Among them are scientists and physicists who are protected. Human beings are very smart creatures. They easily mastered Vatlun's aircraft technology and used the remaining Copy it with more resources, reorganize the legion, and counterattack Vatlun."

Lu Twelve was silent for a long while, and said sincerely: "...It's like a vulgar interstellar movie that unexpectedly sold well at the box office, so the director of Le Diandian couldn't wait to make a more vulgar one that made sense but made people want to roll their eyes. second season."

Shakya slightly relaxed his brows and raised the corners of his lips: "So the battlefield shifted from the earth to Vatlun—the few remaining humans, the few remaining Vatlun legions, and the ordinary people of Vatlun who have no ability to resist. The scene that happened on the earth was completely replayed on Vatrun, our own land... At this time, I heard the sighs of human beings and the people of Vatrun, and I began to resent my king for doing I made the initial decision to attack the Earth, but it was too late to regret, and everyone was forced to embark on a path of no return."

"..."

"In the dream, there is a twilight sky stained red with blood, a dry river bed, and the trunk of a tree of the earth that is no longer verdant and completely dead. It is split in two and scorched black, as if symbolizing the s future……"

Lu Twelve felt that Shakya's description was very graphic.

In fact, it seems like every land that has been at war might have been like that.

"This is the last scene I saw in the dream, so I guess, this may be the last advice given to me by the tree of the earth."

"superstitious."

"Sometimes as a king, you will find that you worry too much and unconsciously become superstitious." Shakya chuckled lightly, and didn't seem to feel any embarrassment, "And everything in the dream scares me , I began to reflect on whether the plan this time would be as smooth as before, I was shaken, but Byron and the others did not."

"You can explain why to them."

"They won't change their plans just because of one of my dreams," Shakya said. "They would persuade me at the beginning that I was too nervous to have such absurd dreams; if I persist , they will in turn call me cowardly, timid, and dare not give it a go.”

"Well, you are the boss."

"I am," Shakya laughed, as if Lu Twelve had said something interesting, "but I'm also afraid, afraid that one of my wrong decisions will destroy the lives of the two planets at the same time, and both will suffer—" Human beings are different from any kind of intelligent organisms we have ever come into contact with. Human beings have more than one and changeable emotions. They also have hatred or friendliness, and they are emotional. This is doomed to be a tiring thing to deal with human beings. .”

"That doesn't sound like a compliment."

"It's already a very high evaluation. When I was shot by a human and the wound was still bleeding, don't pray too much." Shakya said lightly, let go of Lu Twelve who was full of embarrassment, and paused Dun continued, "That's it. I decided to give up the invasion of the earth, but there was a lot of opposition at that time. As the heir to the second imperial power of Watron, Byron also had some supporters-although most of them were A brainless extremist like him, but these people together can also make people feel headache."

Since Shakya was still biting Wu Yu's matter, Lu Twelve showed a mocking expression as a counterattack, and said coolly: "Ah, it sounds like your position was not very stable at that time."

Shakya glanced at him indifferently, as if he didn't care about his ridicule: "At that time, my father had just passed away less than 50 years ago, and I had just ascended the throne. I was young and vigorous at the time, so I inevitably made some It seems a bit radical, and it is natural that the status is not stable—there are always a few fleas lurking in the shadows, and I realize that this may be an opportunity to regroup and let some people see the facts clearly.”

"so?"

"So there were some things that happened later. I was shot dead, the morale of the Valtrun army was shaken, Byron had no choice but to retreat, and a large number of Wattrun people were sleeping in the ground waiting to wake up. Some of them thought it was waiting for a comeback, but it wasn't that long. Time has passed, the world has changed a long time ago, and some things cannot be waiting for them forever.” Shakya said, “I don’t need to control these things by myself, they all happen naturally, human beings and Eudemons... "

"What?" Lu Twelve asked in a daze.

"You will know in the future." Shakya turned his head away, seemingly ready to end the topic, "Now Byron and the others have made the first move, although it seems to have failed, it seems to be enough It has attracted the attention of the human army, and they may have other actions next, but it will not be as smooth as this time..."

"So what should we do now?"

"Watch what happens."

"It's the same as saying nothing."

……

Everything seemed to be like what Sharjaya said, after the attack on the Cam Ranh Bridge, in the next few months, there were several phantom beast attacks in succession, but because the military department had already strengthened its precautions in advance , so the loss and casualties are not too large-in fact, after the Jinlan Bridge incident, the day after a certain public facility was attacked, relevant military departments came to invite Lu Twelve The letter said that the military department is organizing a group of organizations with phantom beast staff as the core combat units, specializing in the attack on a terrorist organization composed of wild phantom beasts themselves.

According to Shajiaye's intention, Lu Twelve didn't agree immediately, but he didn't directly refuse either. The commander accepted the invitation letter, expressing that he would think it over carefully.

"Why didn't you just agree?" Lu Twelve asked strangely, "Didn't you plan to cooperate with the human army early in the morning?"

"You also said that it's 'cooperation'," Shakya calmly glanced at the curious black-haired young man, "not 'follow their orders'."

"...is there any difference?"

Lu Twelve clicked his tongue twice to indicate that the man was too literal, and then calmly drifted away.

Afterwards, in addition to the great feat of "rejecting the military", in order to inquire about the whereabouts of his weapons, Shakya tried to find his disciples, but he was rejected unexpectedly. Lu Twelve expressed his dissatisfaction with this At the time, Shakya looked very calm, but waved his hands unhurriedly, expressing that there was nothing to worry about.

This calm and calm appearance made Lu Twelve somewhat confused about what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Although he didn't directly join the Eudemons Legion organized by the military department, Sharjaya would be there for almost every attack - in the end, even the people in the military department got used to this special "off-site assistance" "With the appearance of phantom beasts, there are even some expectations in the billowing smoke. There is one phantom beast that does not know whether it should belong to the flying type or the land combat type, and it turns the world around.

This kind of behavior made even Lu Twelve feel that he had become a Superman in underwear or a righteous Spiderman... Uh, wandering outside the authority, a free justice fighter or something?

After the third attack, the three attacks related to Eudemons within a short period of time finally attracted the attention of ordinary citizens.

Whether it's regular print media, news broadcasts or the Internet, people from all walks of life are talking about the several attacks—although the military department has been trying its best to conceal the seriousness behind this incident, but they can't stand the chaos of so many people at the same time Guess, among all kinds of unreliable guesses, there are always one or two that can be right——

For example, on the largest social forum, one night during the prime time, an old post was suddenly dug up. The content of that post was N long ago, an anonymous person questioned the identity of Eudemons. , which is accompanied by a strong proof that "the original phantom beast eggs were dug out from the ancient battlefield area". At the end of the post, the anonymous person left a question: What is the relationship between phantom beasts and the people of Vatlun?

After this post was pushed up, after a series of doubts about "what is the picture of digging a grave", it quickly sparked a heated discussion. Some people followed the way of thinking in the arms of this post and shouted "Thinking carefully and fearing extremely". ; There are also strong rebuttals, who do not think that their own Eudemons belong to aliens; there are even some neutral people who believe that no matter what the result of this guess is, human beings may have to look at this issue rationally, because it has been proved that in Among the recent attacks, the backbone of the counterattack happened to be a fighting force composed of phantom beasts and phantom beast staff.

That forum Lu Twelfth would scroll through when he seemed to have nothing to do, mainly to read the daily series of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battles, or the series of "Does this man/woman want to keep it for Christmas", so he came across this post at that time, I poked it in curiously, and then chased it all the way down. Sometimes I saw some reliable and interesting opinions, and I would read them aloud to share with Sharjaya.

Shakya just listened quietly at the beginning, sneered at some remarks or silently agreed with them. In the end, the tablet light brain did not know when it was in his hands. All kinds of sharp words, cynicism and sarcasm playing with others, is also drunk.

"Brother Cai, I found that you are good at learning Earth language."

"generally."

"...Not only ordinary, but also beating around the bush and cursing people."

"..."

"What are you arguing with them? Lose your share."

"Shut up, I'm happy."

"..."

The post that was ignored by everyone N years ago was topped on the front pages of major newspapers overnight.

Apart from those unnutritious, full-fledged spiel, there are some well-founded analyzes that have aroused the attention of the formal media. There are some things that have been thought of by relevant people in the formal media. , but due to the existence of some people who "I just like to go against the mainstream", they can't say it directly, so in most cases, they will choose to use the way of guidance and use some power of public opinion to make them logical Express it.

So on the morning of December 2515, 12, Lu Twelve got up and turned on the TV. The first thing he saw in the morning news was a photo of Sharjaya in the form of a phantom beast, with a few big words next to it: Eudemons, are they enemies or friends?

Biting his toothbrush, the black-haired young man pointed at the TV, and gloated vaguely at the man who was taking a shower in the bathroom behind him: "Brother Cai, you're on TV, you don't seem very photogenic, why do you look so good?" Like a wanted man."