My fish are all over the stars

When Tang Yin woke up again, Tang Yin found himself lying on a private aircraft. The private aircraft is a typical representative of a small sparrow with complete internal organs. Tang Yin walked to the cab and saw Lu Jue driving semi-automatically.

"Are you awake, are you hungry?" Lu Jue took out the bento he had prepared.

Tang Yin was indeed a little hungry. He sat down next to Lu Jue, opened his bento and took a few bites.

"How does it taste?" Lu Jue paid close attention to the change of expression on Tang Yin's face, because he cooked the dish.

If you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach.

With a cow's tongue stuffed in his mouth, Tang Yin nodded upon hearing this.

Lu Jue looked at Tang Yin's meal with gentle eyes. He quietly watched Tang Yin eat half of it, and suddenly said: "This route is the route I used to escape from Seablue Star."

Lu Jue has always been silent, this is the first time he mentioned his past to Tang Yin.

Tang Yin looked at the vast expanse of space scenery outside the driving window while holding his lunch box, and heard Lu Jue slowly say: "I was born in the laboratory, and after I walked out of the laboratory, I joined the army. I learned the ability to kill people, but I didn't learn much. To love others, if I have done something wrong, the adults will tell me, and I will definitely correct it.”

He was worried that Tang Yin would get tired of him in his future life.

"Some things seem to be too hurtful to say in person." Tang Yin first reflected on his ability to hurt people, and he thought for a while: "Why don't we write a letter to each other every year, whether it is Suggestions, criticisms, praises, etc., should be included in the letter."

Lu Jue nodded.

"What is it about you being born in a laboratory? I don't seem to have heard what you said." Tang Yin was a little curious. In his previous life, he also wanted to know about Lu Jue's past, but Lu Jue handled the information very cleanly.

The blue eyes reflected the sea of ​​stars, and Lu Jue said lightly: "It's a not-so-good laboratory, but I dealt with it later."

Lu Jue's expression was too indifferent. If Tang Yin felt a throbbing pain in his heart, he might believe it.

But Lu Jue obviously didn't want to mention this matter again. For some people, telling the source of the pain would release the pressure, but for people like Lu Jue, it was to uncover the bloody scars and make them suffer again.

At this time, there is no need to ask more, just give me a hug, right?

Tang Yin opened his arms and hugged Lu Jue, just like he used to hug him when he was in pain.

Lu Jue's hand paused for a long time, and he put his palm on Tang Yin's back.

"I seem to have said a lot about my vision for the future, but I haven't heard you say it yet." Tang Yin could feel the pain in Lu Jue's heart gradually fade away, and he hoped that the emotion would be lighter.

"As long as my lord is by my side, that's enough." Lu Jue said seriously.

"Let's implement some small details, such as what kind of decoration style do you want?" Tang Yin couldn't help but reflect on himself when he said this. He has actually been used to giving orders and being self-centered over the years, and he rarely cares about the feelings of others. , and Lu Jue was too humble in front of him, what if Lu Jue wanted a gothic decoration style?

Tang Yin did not forget that when Lu Jue came to his castle, he paid close attention to every detail of his bedroom, as if he wished he could live in it.

It's okay if Lu Jue likes the gloomy style, then you can expand the basement for Lu Jue...

"Can I really say that?" Lu Jue asked tentatively.

Tang Yin patted Lu Jue proudly, "Say."

Lu Jue was a little shy, "Is a double bed okay?"

Tang Yin: "?"

Seeing that Tang Yin didn't retort immediately, Lu Jue insisted, "There is also a bathtub for two."

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes, realizing that this matter was not simple.

……

In a small town near the slums in Seablue Star, a pair of new residents have recently moved in.

In this small town with little news, very few big shots moved here, but when Moss saw the couple at the first sight, he decided that they must be big shots, especially the young man with black hair and black eyes. Before seeing the other party, he had never seen such fair and delicate skin, such black and smooth hair, even if the other party was always wearing a mask, he thought that person was prettier than anyone he had ever seen.

And another tall man next to the other party also has a detached temperament. Moss is used to the life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, and has a beast-like intuition for danger. After seeing the man with blond hair and blue eyes, he instinctively felt great danger.

In many of Moss' games, the man with blond hair and blue eyes will appear, sitting in the high stands overlooking him.

The young Moss is a star player in the underground arena. He has great strength, agility, and super talent for mechs. Many people from the city want to poach him to go to a bigger arena.

But Moss felt he could wait a little longer. He wasn't content to be just an underground gladiator forever.

In the past, Moss didn't know where the end of his ambition was. He always thought that he would sit in the stands and be the one who decided the fate of the gladiators.

When the man with blond hair and blue eyes appeared, the bloody Moss could suddenly visualize his ambition——

He's going to be as big as that guy.

Every time the blond man appears, Moss will play especially hard. If he can win the game with only five points of effort, he will spend twelve points of effort when the opponent is present. He wants to win very beautifully. He wants to seize the one in ten thousand possibility, and he wants to leave a little impression in the heart of that big man.

Even if there is only a little bit, it is a chance to change their fate against the sky for people like them.

The blond man does not appear in the underground arena in the slums every day, so Moss tried his best to find out, and finally found that the place where the man would go every day was the vegetable market in the small town, and he was the first group of people to go to the vegetable market, It is said that the way of picking vegetables makes even the seasoned grandma bow down.

Sometimes the black-haired young man will buy vegetables with the other party, but the black-haired young man obviously prefers to buy flowers instead of picking vegetables. He always buys a few bouquets of flowers when he passes by the flower stand. There are all kinds of flowers, but he does not buy roses. .

Moss thought of a breakthrough.

He knew of a place where there was a beautiful flower that grew on the steepest cliffs.

Moss didn't know when the black-haired young man would go out. The number of times the other party went out was less than twice a week, and the frequency of going out was not constant. Therefore, Moss climbed up the high mountain with bare hands every time in the next week. I picked off the beautiful cliff flowers, squatted beside the old flower seller, and carefully protected the slender and white cliff flowers.

This kind of flower is very strange. In the harsh environment of the cliff, it can withstand the storm and live tenaciously. On the contrary, it survived not long in the water bottle prepared by Moss, and became sick within half a day.

Many times people offered to buy Moss's flowers, but Moss refused them all. Every time he came out of the arena, he went to wait for the black-haired youth every time.

Namos was not upset, he was used to this kind of treatment in life.

He made bookmarks from sickly cliff flowers. He heard that the black-haired young man would occasionally go to the bookstore to buy books. If the other party liked this kind of cliff flowers, he could give them the bookmarks made of cliff flowers next time. .

Speaking of books, Moss loves them too.

The book says that opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

After a month of preparation, Moss finally met the black-haired youth and the blond man again on a very unusual morning.

They had just returned from the vegetable market, and perhaps there were fewer people in the early morning. The black-haired young man did not wear a mask for the first time this time, showing a face so beautiful that Moss could not use his poor literary attainments to describe it.

Moss stared blankly at the other party walking from a distance to the front, the whole world seemed to be silent at this moment, only the other party's voice was extremely clear, very pleasant, with a nice rhythm, "What kind of flower is this? "

Moss froze for at least three seconds without answering.

The black-haired young man raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and Moss heard himself say stupidly, "I don't know either."

Hearing the words, the black-haired young man couldn't help laughing. When he wasn't smiling, he was like pure white snow and ice, as if coming from the sky. The ice-coldness carried a sense of distance. The flowers are still cold, but exude a faint fragrance in the cold.

Moss suddenly felt that the cliff flower was not so pretty anymore.

"Do you sell these flowers?" the black-haired young man asked.

Moss's ability to accept is stronger than ordinary people. At this moment, he can already answer fluently: "Sell, one star coin, if you like, I will keep one for you every day."

"Okay, then I want two."

The money bag was placed on the blond man, and the black-haired youth took out two interstellar coins from the man and handed them to Moss.

Moss quietly wiped his hands on the back of his clothes a few times before carefully taking the two interstellar coins, "I wish you a happy life, and welcome to visit next time."

"I can't get up so early." The black-haired young man sniffed the small white flower. The beautiful cliff flower bent slightly like a mimosa. The black-haired young man pinned the flower to a man named Lu Jue as a prank. Ear, "Lu Jue, you can help me buy one tomorrow."

Even after this scene, after Moss became Lu Jue's student, after Moss became the patron saint of mankind, he still couldn't forget it.