The model male of the Zerg

"Lu Xi?"

A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, the black-haired, red-eyed male had his hands in his pockets, and the hem of his windbreaker was rattling. He stared at the street patrol expressionlessly, his exquisite face glowing in the winter sun. A kind of cold porcelain light.

He looked like a grim statue, but also like a bow ready to shoot, the arrow aimed at the street patrol.

Tensions.

Under his gaze, Jie Xun opened his eyes wide in a daze, and a blush gradually spread on his cheeks: "Lu, Lu Xi."

The street patrol subconsciously wiped his palms on the hem of his clothes, and then straightened the neckline—this was too bad, he ran so fast that even the neckline became crooked.

Lu Xi frowned slightly watching his movements.

...This is not what he expected.

Although his brain was boiling with anger, he didn't lose his mind because of it. On the contrary, he felt his calmness and restraint in a certain way.

Before taking off the mask, he thought of what might happen.

The street patrol may be angry at being humiliated to his face.Many people often cannot accept the refutation of others because of their high self-esteem. They would rather have chaotic and inconsistent logic than stick to their own point of view. He may still convict himself regardless of everything.

Or maybe the street patrol will be afraid of himself, but he still refuses to let go of the dying female... If he can't let the female survive, then everything he does will be meaningless.

……

——Lu Xi thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect the street patrol to have this kind of reaction.

Lu Xi was silent for three seconds, then looked at the female on the ground: "He—"

For Eric the female, his life would have ended today.

At the moment when he was captured on a tourist planet a few days ago, he didn't feel fear, just some surprise, he thought it was a safer planet.He has been to planets with stricter and more dangerous inspections, and the strict training in his family from childhood has made him more than capable.

In addition to being surprised, I also had a thought of "finally here".

He never thought that he could truly escape.

A female, an ordinary female with an ordinary status, his life has been seen from the moment he was born.

His second brother got married when he was very young.

The second brother is a well-known beautiful female in the city. God knows how his ordinary-looking male and female father gave birth to such a female, so that many males sent invitations to the family just after he became an adult. I want to marry my second brother.

On the day of the wedding, Eric lay on his second brother's lap and said with a smile, "Second brother, you are so lucky."

The second brother hugged him, tilted his head and smiled, "You are young, what do you know?"

Eric held his face together: "Of course! They all told me that other females can't find males after a long time!" He shrunk his neck and added: "A lot of them are for collecting points. , I lost my hands and feet during the battle, and some even broke their wings, but in the end there are still no males to want.”

"Second brother doesn't need to do anything, but there are so many males vying to marry you, isn't that unlucky?"

Perhaps it was too funny for him to shake his head and pretend to be an adult, the second elder brother laughed so hard.

He looks slender and feminine, and is as cute as a female, but when he laughs, he has a presumptuous and romantic temperament. These two temperaments are perfectly blended in him, and Eric can't take his eyes off him.

At that time, he didn't quite understand what good-looking was, but he liked his second brother very much.

The second brother laughed enough, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a slight smile: "You are right, even I never thought about it, I would be so lucky..."

Eric looked at him ignorantly, and reached out to touch his second brother's cheek.

Started slightly cold, full of tears.

Since then, he has never seen his second brother again.

I heard that his male lord doted on him so much that he was not allowed to go out, lest he suffer and suffer, and was afraid that he would be bullied by other males.The female father always talks about the second brother, saying that he is the pride of his life.

However, Eric still remembered the tears of his second brother that day, and those enigmatic tears were always lingering in his mind, lingering.

Apart from this incident, his life is still going on step by step.

According to the family's expectations, Eric went to military school and went to the battlefield after graduation.He is much more flexible than other females, and he can always control his injuries within a certain range. He can complete more tasks and get more points without the burden of injuries.

He works hard to marry a male, excellent and humble, and is a good female with exemplary standards.

—if he hadn't entered that room, he might have married a male, as all females do.

After accumulating enough points, he retired from the battlefield. With the hard work of his elder brother, he finally caught up with a good male, and even confirmed his identity as a female.

Although Eric had a calm personality, he couldn't help secretly cheering for it.

The female father looked at him lovingly: "You are a good boy...you, like your second brother, have not let me down."

Eric nodded: "It's all thanks to the elder brother."

Satisfied with his grateful attitude, the female father changed the subject and said, "Your second brother is about to give birth to his sixth egg. Why don't you visit him this time when you come back this time, and ask him to teach you some methods—— Although you are a female monarch, you must not forget what you should do."

Eric nodded seriously: "Okay."

That night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep. The short decades of time passed in his mind like a revolving lantern.

Eric couldn't help getting out of bed and walking around the house.

With the passage of time, those glamorous and bright pictures gradually settled, and what finally appeared in his mind was the face of the second brother crying silently that day.

Eric stopped, only to find that he had just arrived at the second brother's room.

Even though he left, the female father still kept the room.

Eric smiled and opened the room.

The room was still furnished decades ago. The simple furniture was covered by white cloth covers, which were covered with dust.

Eric was not used to it. Those tables and chairs that he could not reach with his feet turned out to be not very high.

He lifted the cloth covers one by one, and then sat on the chair.

Also on the table was a mutilated toy that Eric had broken when he was a child.But for the cub, this damaged toy is also precious, so he gave it to his second brother.

The second brother couldn't take it away when he got married, but he put it away properly.

Eric fiddled with the toy, and it snapped a crack.

Eric: "..."

He didn't dare to move anymore, his eyes turned around the room, and finally stopped on a thick book.

This book is bound by hand at first glance, and the pages are a little yellowed, which is already very fragile.

It is a handwritten collection of poems that has never been published.

Perhaps it should have been published, since his title page reads "To my little brother Eric, who always takes my troubles away."

Eric turned the first page carefully.

At this moment, fate took a wonderful turn. It passed a small rock, but because of this, it changed its direction directly, roaring and rushing away in a direction that no one expected.

Eric has never felt like this. A rusty iron sword has pierced his flesh, a bullet with gunpowder smoke holes has passed through his belly, and a blue ray has nailed his forearm. wear, but those are not as good as these words.

They seemed to have turned into a wireless stream of particles, passing through the gaps in the particles that made up him, and his entire body and brain were punctured.

His whole body was trembling, he could hardly control his muscles, and warm tears rolled down his face.

Wonderful, happy, longing, these feelings all surged up and filled his soul, and the fullness of happiness had nowhere to go, making him almost hysterical.

After turning over the last one, Eric's hand felt empty, everything came to an abrupt end, and Eric raised his head in confusion.

There was a mirror on the table, and Eric's face was reflected in it. He saw a sweaty female with eyes like a burning torch.

He finally understood why the second elder brother had such a wild temperament despite his weak appearance.

Eric turned his head and looked out of the window, realizing for the first time that the sky was so bright and vast.

------

When he went to visit his second brother, he specially brought that book of poems with him.

The male lead of the second brother is a high-ranking male—they are always busy, busy attending various banquets, and Eric was led by his female attendant to the second brother's room.

Eric: "Thank you."

The female worm nodded and left without saying a word.

Eric knocked on the door, and there was a muffled sound from inside.

"Please come in."

Eric opened the door, and the scene in the room came into view.

A strange female insect with exquisite facial features sat on a chair and looked at him after hearing the reputation.

Eric froze for a moment, subconsciously stepped back—he didn't recognize the female.

After taking half a step back to realize it, Eric looked at the other party and called out tentatively: "Second brother?"

The female worm slightly bent her lips when she heard the words: "Eric, I almost didn't recognize you."

Taking a closer look, this is indeed his second brother, but he is a little thinner, his complexion is pale, and his lips have lost their color. In fact, there is not much change.

But Eric couldn't ignore the strangeness.

Second brother...became a little different.

The second brother warmly greeted him to sit down, and the two chatted for a while.

About the male worm, about the future plans, there are some and some are not.

Eric felt as if there were ants crawling on his body, and he was uncomfortable no matter what.

Second brother: "Have you memorized all the rules for female monarchs?"

Eric: "I know them all by heart."

Second brother: "Don't remember wrongly, I was beaten up by the hero just because I remembered wrongly."

Eric: "I remember."

Second brother: "Also, you know that your hero—"

"Second brother." Eric finally couldn't help interrupting the second brother.

"Huh?" The second brother blinked, "What?"

"I... I found this book."

Eric took out the handwritten book from his bag without taking his eyes off his second brother's face.

When the second brother saw the book, a trace of confusion appeared on his face.But soon he recognized what it was, and slightly opened his eyes: "This is—"

A long-lost brilliance appeared on his face, this brilliance was like the layer of glaze on ceramics, and like the colorful tail feathers of a kingfisher under the sun, making his whole face shine.

It was the brilliance that Eric remembered.

"It's your book." Eric continued, "I read it...you write it really well."

His vocabulary is pitifully poor. Although he was greatly moved in his heart, he couldn't tell a thing or two, and could only stammer: "It's really well written, I'm sweating all over, I don't know how Say, but it's really good."

The second brother looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Thank you."

"I wanted to submit a manuscript at that time." He lowered his head and reached out to caress the cover with his thin hands. "But the time is too tight, and the publishing house still has to go through the process. I can't wait that long. I'm going to get married soon."

Once the female is married, all actions must be approved by the male master.

Obviously, the hero of the second brother did not agree to this matter... It is strange that the hero would agree.

"It's great to have someone like it." The second brother said in a satisfied voice, "And it's Eric, there's nothing better than this."

Eric was moved in his heart, and stretched out his hand to cover the back of the second brother's hand.

"It doesn't matter. I will read all the books written by the second brother. Send them to me in the future."

"..."

But the second brother did not speak.

Eric was a little strange. He suspected that he had said something abrupt and impolite, and when he was about to apologize, a drop of warm water fell on his hand.

Eric panicked, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, I was wrong."

"No."

The second brother shook his head, his voice choked up, "It's not for this reason."

Eric said helplessly, "What?"

"Eric, I can't write anymore."

The second brother raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but tears streamed down his face, "Eric, I can't write like this again."

"I haven't touched a pen for a long time, so long that I even forgot how to write."

"do you understand?"

Eric stared blankly at his second brother, and the image of his second brother wearing an exquisite dress and crying in front of him appeared in his mind decades ago.

At that time, the second brother still had a dazzling light, but he never thought that it was the afterglow of the setting sun.

Eric almost fled in despair.

In the days that followed, he was in a daze all day long, with strange thoughts in his mind, and sometimes he didn't even know what he was thinking.

The female father thought he was nervous and reprimanded him a few words.

Eric briefly agreed a few times, still absent-minded.

The originally expected wedding became dull, and as time approached, Eric even felt an emotion that should never exist.

fear.

He got an unprecedented experience. In front of the happiness of that night, his life in the past few decades seemed so pale, dim and short, but that night was infinitely magnified, elongated, and deeply engraved in his heart. In his soul, it seemed that that night was the only proof that he had truly lived.

If he can't live like that, he will live for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. Can that still be considered alive?

But no one cared.

Everyone is paying attention to every move of the males, and the paintings they smear will become masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.But no one pays attention to the magnificent heart that an ordinary female insect also has.

Under the extreme pull of ego, Eric finally escaped.

He couldn't betray his own heart.

He felt better than ever, and even the winds rejoiced for him, and they greeted softly through the unfurled banners.

----

Everything has a price.

When he was caught, the eldest brother asked him angrily why he did this.

Eric couldn't answer, he was very guilty and blamed himself, but if he had to choose again, he would still choose to leave.

Because of the guilt and self-blame in his heart, he didn't even stretch his muscles to resist the punishment from his elder brother.

That would make him suffer irreversible injuries, but he deserved it, how could he have the face to escape?

Finally, the elder brother let him jump into the river.

Today would be his death day, Eric thought so.

Didn't expect this to happen in the end...

Eric raised his eyes reluctantly, and his eyes met the bright red eyes of the male.

Lu Xi: "He—"

"He's Eric." The street patrol hurriedly said, "This is a bad guy who doesn't know what to do. He ran away before getting married! The male gave the promise of the female. I really don't understand what else he wants."

"He's my female!" cried the male. "He's done something wrong!"

His eyes were red, and his face was full of suppressed anger, "He shamed the family, and made the males hate our family... How can we let him go? There is no reason for that!"

Lu Xi reached out to call the emergency call.

The situation was urgent, but the street patrol was chattering in his ears, and the male was waving his fist at him and yelling something loudly.

On the other side of the communicator: "Sorry... sir? I can't hear clearly here."

Lu Xi: "..."

Ah, so annoying =-=

He took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the collar of the male - he was more than a head taller than this male, just like grabbing a chicken.

"Let me tell you first, there are no family or foreign affairs on my side. Intentional injury is intentional injury." Lu Xi gritted his teeth and made a creaking sound, "Now, immediately, immediately, shut up."

"If you dare to make a sound, I will immediately throw you into the river."

He knew that he had a bad face, and he was even more frightening when he was angry. As expected, the male worm was silent like a cicada, and even the surroundings became much quieter.

Finally, the communication was completed, the ambulance arrived soon, and Lu Xi was fine.

He looked down at the seriously injured female, and said softly, "Persist a little longer."

Lu Xi is not very proficient in medicine, he has only learned some principles of dredging the spiritual sea, he can only rely on the vague impressions in his mind, and use his mental power to block Eric's bleeding blood vessels, and dare not move casually.

Eric felt that he seemed to be better, and he barely held his eyelids: "Thank you...you."

Then he struggled to put his hand into his arms again, Lu Xi was startled: "You'd better not move."

Even if you are a female, you still have an upper limit.

Eric slowly took out something from his arms, which was stained by a large amount of blood, and Lu Xi reached out to take it: "Give it to me?"

This is a very old hand-bound book. The quality of the paper is actually not very good, and it is very fragile now.After being soaked in blood, he became even more embarrassed.

Lu Xi carefully flipped through a few pages. Fortunately, although the handwriting was stained with blood, the handwriting was still vaguely recognizable.

"Ah."

Eric closed his eyes and said slowly, "Please accept it."

This is all of his life.

Lu Xi took off his windbreaker, wrapped the blood-stained book with soft cloth, and wrapped it into a small package, so that this fragile book would not be damaged by bumps.

Eric watched him, pale enough to be almost transparent.

Lu Xi sat quietly on a chair by the street, the male was still muttering and complaining, and the street patrol looked hesitant.

Most of the surrounding crowd were filming him with communicators, whispering excitedly.

The blond female holds her cub, looking at him thoughtfully.

Lu Xi just raised his head and looked at the withered branches on his head.

When the breeze blows, the branches sway gently, and there is a persistent leaf on it, which still refuses to fall.

"Eric."

Lu Xi said as if talking to himself: "You are free."

No matter why you escaped from marriage, from now on you are free to choose your future.

Eric raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and warm tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes.

His expression is very similar to that of the second brother, but it seems... completely different.

------

Xia Baiyuan finally settled the matter of moving.

In fact, they don't have many things, and his things are less than Lu Xi's.

Lu Xi mainly has a lot of clothes.He has some strange obsessions - for example, he must dress neatly when he goes out, from the color matching to the completeness and harmony of various accessories, and he has to confirm with Xia Baiyuan repeatedly when he goes out to take out the trash.

"Is this cufflink okay?"

"Is your hair messed up?"

"Ah, I can't find another sock."

Xia Baiyuan found the other forgotten one from the laundry basket: "It's obviously not dry yet."

Lu Xi was wearing a sock, and sighed: "There is always something missing."

But Lu Xi doesn't like to use cosmetics to cover up the blemishes on his face like other males.

He doesn't have a perfect face, and when you look closely, you can actually see a few light moles scattered on his left cheek.

There is a shallow scar in the eye socket, which is unbearable for males, because it means that they have not received enough attention, so that they are not protected enough and injured, and the injury has not even been fully healed so as to leave scars.

Only lower males have scars.

- He won't cover it up.

Similar quirks abound.

For example, when he first started to practice cooking, he did very poorly, and he often became angry after eating. Obviously, bad food made him feel very bad.

But when he was invited to a classmate dinner, he almost got food poisoning and never said it was bad.

——Then he came back vomiting and diarrhea, Xia Baiyuan almost sent him to the first aid.

……

He was in a daze again.

Xia Baiyuan raised his head and glanced at the time. He was leaning against the door in a daze for half an hour, which has often happened recently.

Counting the time, it's almost time for Lu Xi to come back.

Said to go out and ask Luo Zhao about the daily basics of male insects——

The co-author has always said that he is a male insect before, so he has never understood this aspect at all.

He stood at the window and waited for a while, and after a while, he saw Lu Xi walking back from a distance.

Wearing a hat and mask, he actually took off his windbreaker—this is very inconsistent with the etiquette he insisted on.

Looking at the thing in his hand again, isn't it the small package he made out of a windbreaker?

At this moment, Lu Xi suddenly raised his head and looked this way.

Then bounced around.

Xia Baiyuan: "..."

Although the small jump is not obvious, it can indeed be called jumping.

Why, because you covered your face, are you so unscrupulous?

Xia Baiyuan let the curve of his mouth go, then leaned over and waved to Lu Xi.

Lu Xi quickened his pace visibly.

…………

The moment he saw Xia Baiyuan, Lu Xi suddenly realized that he had been thinking about Xia Baiyuan.

He used to only think that Xia Baiyuan was good.

Now he felt that Xia Baiyuan was too good to be understood.

In the past few days, he asked Xia Baiyuan what he thought of male insects.

"Opinion?" Xia Baiyuan raised his head from the book, with a little confusion in his eyes: "What is your opinion?"

"that is……"

Lu Xi gestured and said, "I don't quite understand now what females think of males."

He was frightened by the fanatical females.

"What do you think?" Xia Baiyuan sighed helplessly, "I don't know what you're asking all of a sudden."

Lu Xi insisted: "Think about it carefully—it's very important."

"……Row."

Lu Xi looked at Xia Baiyuan nervously.

After half a minute, Xia Baiyuan closed the book: "Think about it."

Lu Xi: "How?"

"If you're talking about males, it's probably like this..." Xia Baiyuan leaned back, crossed his hands in front of his lower abdomen, raised his chin, and sneered at Lu Xi.

"Cub, look straight at me."

Lu Xi: "..."

Lu Xi: = mouth =

Xia Baiyuan picked up the book and read it again.

Lu Xi weathered into ashes on the spot.

He picked himself up, moved the chair closer to Xia Baiyuan, and carefully said, "emmm, do you still prefer female insects..."

Xia Baiyuan raised his eyes slightly, his blue eyes reflected Lu Xi's slightly stiff face.

Then he turned his head slightly and brushed against the corner of Lu Xi's mouth.

"You are Lu Xi."

Lu Xi:

After a while, Lu Xi added in a low voice.

Lu Xi: "Then Luo Zhao is also very good."

Xia Baiyuan: "..."

Lu Xi: "And that... Luo Qiuxing, and his roommate Cheng Yan."

Xia Baiyuan: "...ah."

Xia Baiyuan: "I don't even remember, who is this?"

It's all right—it doesn't matter—

Lu Xi didn't realize Xia Baiyuan's character in the past, which is really a strange flower in this era.

He was born in an age of ignorance, grew up in the tide of chaos, and finally burned in the dark night.

Compared with Lian, he is more like a desert rose.

When encountering a place that is not suitable for growth, he curls himself up and floats in the world with the long wind.

But once the water source is found, he will stretch again and bloom as before.

Lonely but tenacious, he is destined to live a lonely life.

Lu Xi couldn't restrain his yearning for Xia Baiyuan, he wanted to come to Xia Baiyuan's side as soon as possible.

— hug him.

……

"You smell like blood." Xia Baiyuan opened the door and choked on the smell of blood.

Lu Xi raised the thing in his hand: "Other people's."

A gift from someone else is also someone else's blood.

Lu Xi was triumphant: "I saved a person today."

"Oh——" Xia Baiyuan opened the door, "I don't mind listening carefully, maybe you can talk with me while drinking coffee."

Lu Xi readily accepted Xia Baiyuan's unreserved compliment.

"I'll talk to you carefully."

The steaming coffee was lingering with a mellow aroma. Lu Xi unbuttoned his windbreaker and spread out the blood-stained book one by one. He was afraid that the book would be ruined if he didn't deal with it.

Xia Baiyuan sat next to Lu Xi with a pen in his hand, and he copied every page Lu Xi turned.

"Your handwriting is so beautiful." Lu Xi said with emotion, "My father-in-law hates writing the most."

Xia Baiyuan: "I can imitate handwriting." He paused, and added, "I learned this handwriting from a disabled female in a certain sewer."

Then Lu Xi continued to talk about him.

Xia Baiyuan wrote while listening, nodding from time to time.

But his frown became tighter and tighter.

The coffee was quietly cooling aside, and no one drank it.

"All right."

"This page is so fast?" Lu Xi was speechless, "It's too fast."

Xia Baiyuan put down his pen and stared at him: "Okay, stop talking."

Lu Xi was taken aback: "Tired of listening?"

Xia Baiyuan looked into his own eyes, as if looking into the bottom of his heart, and said, "Why are you suffering?"

"That's not what you want to say, is it? What do you want to say?"

Lu Xi "..." for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "No, don't you think I'm very powerful?"

Xia Baiyuan looked at him quietly.

Lu Xi hooked his palm: "Isn't this very good, everyone is happy."

Xia Baiyuan stood up and walked towards the kitchen, saying: "You wait here, don't run around."

Lu Xi blinked, only to hear the sound of ping-pong-pong coming from the kitchen.

One minute later, Xia Baiyuan turned back.

Lu Xi raised his head, Xia Baiyuan's cool fingers hooked his chin, leaned over and kissed him.

Lu Xi opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The warm wine came in, and Lu Xi wanted to refuse, but Xia Baiyuan's knuckles were locked at his throat, and he subconsciously swallowed it.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Baiyuan sat down on the chair and took some time to relax: "Can we talk now?"

"..."

Lu Xi looked at him in pain, and belched drunk.

Unexpectedly, you are such Xia Baiyuan.

I was careless! !