This Male Was Forced To Support His Family

There was commotion at the entrance.

With all eyes on him, Randall appeared in a dark black officer's uniform.

The swarm automatically gave way to a passage, and Alfred stood at attention at the end and saluted him.

Randall untied the windbreaker and handed it to the adjutant behind him. He stepped forward slowly, with a smile on his face, and said to the second army commander: "In private, there is no need to be so formal."

He took off the white gloves one by one, handed them to Lu Chen, and smiled to recall the old days: "Lieutenant General Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's rare for you to come out."

Lu Chen shook hands with him: "It's rare for me to see you too, Marshal Randall."

Randall smiled without saying a word, and moved his eyes to the male behind him: "Lieutenant Colonel Gu, come out to accompany the female to the dinner party this weekend?"

Gu Yu also brought out his well-bred social etiquette, and exchanged a few polite words with his immediate boss - it turns out that although he is usually indifferent, when he wants to maintain a good manner, he can do it perfectly.

Although Randall respected him as a marshal, he always treated the officers under him with a friendly attitude and elegant speech, keeping a distance from the high-ranking ones but not being too unfamiliar.

As he was speaking, Randall's words suddenly stopped, and his eyes stopped on the black-haired male who heard that the marshal had arrived not far away. The words continue.

Holding the wine glass, Meng Liu stepped forward.

Gu Yu greeted him and wished him a happy birthday.Meng Liu nodded, but his mind was obviously not on Gu Yu.

"Have you seen it?" On the open-air balcony on the second floor in the distance, Gu Xi was playing with a bunch of grapes in his hand, instead of eating them, he just plucked them into a plate one by one.

"See you, see you!" The delicate-looking Asian female boy knelt on the sofa and leaned on the balcony, "This female gentleman is finally back, come on, Gu Xi, do the math, how many times has he come back this year? "

After picking a bunch of grapes, Gu Xi picked up another bunch slowly, and said casually: "What's the point of this? Is it worth it? This is the first time this year that he has done something for other things besides the male lord's estrus period." reason to come back."

The sub-female boy stared for a while with his mouth curled up, and Fang fell back on the sofa like a discouraged ball: "Don't look at it! There's nothing to see! As soon as the female lord came back, the male lord's eyes grew on him, and he was so angry. Me!"

Gu Xi felt amused: "Phimes, what you're saying makes it seem like the male lord can look at you even more when the female lord is not around."

Feimosi rolled around on the sofa a few times: "You are not allowed to demolish me, Gu Xi! I don't care about me, anyway, the female master is not here, and the male master can still talk to me about something, as long as the female master comes back, The hero avoids us like the plague!"

Gu Xi finished peeling the whole plate of grapes before clapping his hands in satisfaction: "I have something to tell you about what you said - it means to warn you to buy a lot of express delivery, remember to throw the boxes out in time, avoid the corridor Is it blocked?"

Feimosi rushed forward in a fit of embarrassment and lapped him down on the sofa: "You demolished me again, Gu Xi, you definitely did it on purpose!"

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged," Gu Xi begged, "If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Liu, how can I tear you down, young master? I'm envious of you rich people, the leftover boxes after buying express can block the corridor."

On the other side of the sofa, a gentle female insect wearing glasses leisurely watched the scene on the opposite side, while sipping a sip of green tea from the thermos, muttering:

"A certain poet once said that all tragedies end with death, and all comedies end with marriage. But you two are fine, and the comedy of a lifetime begins with marriage."

"What is he talking about?" Fei Mosi stopped and asked Gu Xi with a dazed expression.

Gu Xi coughed: "I don't study classical literature, you ask me?"

Liu Qingfeng, an associate professor at the School of Classical Letters, Imperial University, took a sip of tea, looked past them, glanced downstairs indifferently, and said, "A writer also said that the actors always seem to be those three—husband , wife and lover."

Gu Xi: "Understood this time, he left it here to mock us."

Fei Mosi frowned delicately: "Yes, Teacher Liu is too much—wait a minute, where is he mocking us? I still don't quite understand."

Gu Xi said indifferently: "It's normal, if you can understand it, then it's not the young master we are familiar with."

When Gu Xi gets along with these two female servants, he can always feel his trash from time to time.

Look at Teacher Liu, the daughter of the dignified Speaker of the National Assembly.Forget about her family background, she even got the title of associate professor at Imperial University by virtue of her own knowledge.

As for Fei Mosi, although Gu Xi's head is not as good as that of Gu Xi, but as the little female son of the head of the military service department, Gu Xi's private treasury is not as good as flattery.

Sure enough, insects are better than insects, and insects are killed by anger.

Gu Yu downstairs never saw his brother, so he ignored it.

Several insects were chatting, and the three female insects chatted happily, forming a circle by themselves, while the other insects watched secretly, not daring to approach rashly.But in the same circle, Gu Yu and Meng Liu seemed to talk less.

While Gu Yu was bored, he secretly fiddled with his major general's hair hanging down the back of his head.

Lu Chen naturally sensed his small movements behind him, felt a little helpless, and was afraid that he would be bored, so he said: "Master, if you are tired, go over there and sit with the other males."

It just so happened that the male Charles, with his red hair flaunting, called them over not far away. Gu Yu ensured that his major general was within his sight, and then he was enthusiastically pulled away by the running Charles.

Meng Liu's eyes stopped on Randall for a moment, Randall just turned his head, paused for a moment, and said with a faint smile: "Go, hero."

The two males had gone away, and Alfred said goodbye for a while, and walked to the side to communicate with another female who came forward to chat. For a while, only Lu Chen and Randall were left in place.

Of course, Adjutant Ewell, the Marshal's adjutant, was still standing quietly nearby.

"You seem to be in a bad mood." Lu Chen noticed very early on that there are no bugs now, so he mentioned this.

Randall smiled, rubbed the bridge of his nose, faded away the perfect diplomatic rhetoric just now, showing a little fatigue: "Your spirit is much better than when I saw you last time, I am really relieved, Lu Zhong Will."

"Go out for a walk, or talk to the insects, and you will always feel better, Randall." Lu Chen couldn't bear his tiredness in the military department and family, and pointedly said.

Randall smiled and shook his head: "Lu Chen, according to you before, you couldn't talk about heart-to-heart talks with worms. We can only envy you that you can go out for a walk with male worms to relax, but I can't do it , too busy to take time off."

Lu Chen knew him well in his heart, and asked in a flat tone: "But as long as you are willing to spare time, your hero will always be free."

Randall was speechless by his words, stared at him for a while, and then glanced at Ewell who was standing silently beside him: "Give me the gift."

Ewell leaned over slightly, and offered a small and exquisite box to his hand.

Randall smiled apologetically at Lu Chen: "Excuse me, I'm going to say goodbye to the hero."

Lu Chen's eyes were light, he stared at his leaving back, and suddenly said softly: "Is Marshal Randall still busy with business tonight?"

Ewell, who was waiting on the spot, was stunned. Realizing that Lieutenant General Lu was talking to him, he lowered his head slightly, showing a gesture of respectful listening, and paused: "For the time being, there is no military affairs that need to be handled by the marshal himself."

Lu Chen tilted his head, his eyes were so light and unrevealing that he couldn't distinguish his emotions: "Some things are suitable to be buried in the heart without saying anything. And some things, once hidden for a long time, will only rot and ooze in the bottom of my heart. Difficult to heal."

Evel's expression suddenly dawned on him.

"Do you see what I mean, Major General Ewell?"

He finished the last line quietly.

"Thank you." The black-haired male accepted the gift in a daze.

He was facing Randall, standing outside the light where the males had gathered, his back against the light.And most of Randall's face was hidden in the darkness, blurred to a silhouette, and his familiar outline was vaguely discernible.

Meng Liu still wanted to move forward and carefully recognize that face.It had been too long since they had looked at each other carefully.

This made the male insect's heart hard to suppress, and there was a powerless sadness and sourness in his heart, but he could only try his best to relax the corners of his mouth that were tensed due to bitterness, pretending to be relaxed and happy.

"You're welcome." Landle paused and said quickly.

Half of his well-defined face is full of light and shadow, and the unclear look is set off far away. The corners of his lips exposed to the light are slightly hooked, as if he is smiling habitually:

"The military department still has official duties, so I will leave tonight. You... rest early and don't play too late."

The corners of Meng Liu's lips that were loosened with all his strength were immediately tightened, his brows were also furrowed, and his head moved to the side unnaturally and uncontrollably: "Just... can't you stay?"

His voice might be trembling, but Meng Liu couldn't detect it.

Randall was silent, lowered his eyes, and seemed to want to say something, but said nothing.

The two insects stood facing each other almost silently, and the night wind blew past quietly, curling up their clothes and hair, and sending the sound of violins as far away as the clouds.

It was the Serenade of Sippar. It is said that the composer could not help composing it after reading a poem on a certain starry night.

The stars are high in the sky,

Be still for thousands of years,

looking at each other from afar,

With the pain of love.

They speak a language,

Beautiful and sweet, full of meaning,

linguists of the world,

No one can understand it.

……

A burst of light footsteps broke the tranquility here.

Suddenly Mengliu raised his head, saw that it was Ewell, knew that he was here to urge Randall to leave, felt bitter in his heart, but still reluctantly raised the corners of his lips.

He didn't want to look too ugly in front of his mistress.

Unexpectedly, Ewell did not lower his voice after saluting, and said between the two worms: "General, I just checked the news of the military department, and there is no urgent business for you to deal with tonight."

Randall's eyes were deep for a moment, and he gave Ewell a deep look.

Meng Liu obviously grasped the good news, and did not leave any room for Randall to shirk, and immediately said, "Then can you stay tonight, Randall?"

Ewell didn't seem to see Randall's eyes, and bowed slightly to leave.

"What's next?" On the way back from the banquet, Gu Yu shared a poem with Lu Chen. Lu Chen listened to the first half, and then asked about the rest.

"Well, let me think about it." The white-haired male worm pushed his major general Lu, and turned his head to think for a moment - this is what he heard the serenade played by the violin tonight, and he suddenly remembered it, and he was interested to share it with Lu Chen.

The white-haired male worm coughed and cleared his throat.

Lu Chen's dark eyes settled on his face, but he stopped talking.

The moonlight was too bright tonight, spreading a faint layer of frost on the ground, which also flowed on Gu Yu's tall and handsome nose bridge, and then dripped inch by inch like water over the eyebrows that slanted into the temples, highlighting the paleness of the jade-like face .

Gu Yu's eyes smiled, as if he sensed something, his thick eyelashes cast a light shadow under the moonlight.After a while, he read it leisurely, but when he lowered his eyes, the inadvertent tone of the poem showed affection.

"But I have learned the language,

And keep it in your heart,

grammar for me to learn,

It is the face of my beloved. "