Become a Two-dimensional hero

Mozart was holding vegetables in one hand and holding Qin Tian's hand in the other. The two walked side by side on the street. Mozart was very familiar with this street and knew how to walk with his eyes closed. This is the place where he lived with his uncle for 18 years. He and Qin Tian Shortly after proposing at the Galaxy Star Conferring Ceremony, the wedding was formally registered, and then naturally it was a sweet and shameless newlywed life, and he never went home to live again.

Today is New Year's Eve, he discussed with Qin Tian, ​​and came to visit the widowed "old man", that is, his uncle Mo Kun.As for why he didn't visit Qin Hai... Qin Tian said that Comrade Qin Hai, who is a member of the Standing Committee of this kind of festival, is of course condolences to the real lonely old people, and has no time to talk to his own son.So the two said hello to Mo Kun, bought some food and came over.

"Is it appropriate to bring such a little thing?" Qin Tian hesitated as he looked at the vegetables in Mozart's hand.When visiting elders during the holidays, not to mention buying expensive things, but gifts are always necessary, but Qin Tian, ​​who has always been tactful in dealing with things, has encountered difficulties. After all, this so-called elder...is younger than himself.

Those gift shop clerks who recommended him to visit his elders were all health care products suitable for middle-aged and elderly people. If Mo Kun is considered middle-aged and elderly... then what is he... Qin Tian looked at his young husband, Complicated feelings.

Mozart waved his hand, left the gift shop directly, took Qin Tian to the supermarket to buy some vegetables, and then came. He really bought "some" vegetables. Three melons and two dates are not counted. A piece of Chinese cabbage with a little minced meat, the smallest bag in the supermarket is not full, at best, it is enough for a meal.

This is too shabby.....

Mozart didn't take it seriously, and he comforted Qin Tian: "It's okay, my uncle basically doesn't eat at home, and buying too much is a waste."

Qin Tian: "But I didn't buy any presents, your uncle...would you be unhappy?"

Mozart was even more indifferent: "He was never happy to see us."

Qin Tian: "..." He couldn't refute.Mo Kun has always had great opinions on himself. He especially cannot accept that the two of them got married so quickly. When they saw any intimate behavior between the two, they raised their eyebrows. At the wedding, because of the presence of guests, he reluctantly squeezed out one of them during the group photo. The smiling face is as false as it can be.

But he couldn't help Qin Tian, ​​and his nephew didn't listen to him, so he had to drink alone at the wedding.Mozart and Qin Tian quietly held hands when the wedding host was talking, he drank a glass, the two secretly looked at each other with smiles on their faces, he drank another glass, and finally the newlyweds kissed in public under the booing of everyone , Mozart was rather shy, especially in front of so many people, so Qin Tian took the initiative to kiss Mozart.

Mo Kun threw the wine glass to the ground angrily, picked up the bottle and poured it with his head up. The sound of the quilt being broken was drowned out by the booing of the crowd.Then... Then he got drunk, hugged the chair and cried loudly, yelling that he was sorry brother, but his nephew's little cabbage was just kicked away.

However, the two protagonists of the wedding fled together after the toast. They were too lazy to deal with the cumbersome ceremony that followed. The two secretly looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts, and then slipped over the wall while everyone was not paying attention. , It seems to have returned to the time when I slipped out of the campus 20 years ago.

They ran hand in hand through the dark street in their bridal attire, completely oblivious to the cries of the drunken uncle at the wedding.

However, Mozart heard Wu Yong's report later, he only said how heartbroken his uncle was crying, convulsed and out of breath.To this, Mozart: "..."

This was also the reason why he never came home. He had a premonition that he would not have a good face when he returned home.It's just that maybe it's been a long time since I saw him, but Mozart still misses him a lot, so he came to visit him today under the pretext of Chinese New Year's Eve.

The two walked to the door of the house. Mozart stepped forward and let the door lock system scan his face, and the door lock opened automatically.

It seems that the uncle is not angry enough to cut off contact with him, at least the door lock has not been changed.He dragged Qin Tian into the door, looked left and right, but saw no one, uncle didn't seem to be there?

Just as he thought this way, there was the sound of tires rubbing against the floor, and Mozart saw a small mecha in the shape of a Q version of the peregrine falcon, smaller than the peregrine mini, about one meter high, too small Its body shape cannot be equipped with too many things, and the leg joints cannot imitate human walking like a real mech. It moves forward by relying on the pulleys on its feet.

With short limbs and a head as big as the body, the Q version of the peregrine pointed its electronic eyes at the two people at the door, scanned it up and down, and issued a warning: "Uninvited guest, leave immediately!" Saying this, the Q version of the peregrine raised his left hand Cannon, spraying water on Mozart.

Mozart, who was poured all over his head and face: "..." He wiped his face, and his face was shocked besides shock.What is this in front of you? !

The Q version of Peregrine Falcon saw that the water gun did not repel the approaching people, and popped out a hollow tube from his left hand.Mozart looked at the hollow tube rolled to his feet, and thought this could not be a magazine?

The Q version of the peregrine falcon spoke again: "The reload is complete, continue to attack!"

Mozart: "..." Really!He closed the door and blocked Qin Tian behind him. While protecting Qin Tian, ​​he looked for something in the room to avoid the water gun of the Q version of the peregrine falcon.

But soon he found that this action was unnecessary, the Q version of the peregrine falcon only attacked himself, Qin Tian stood there helplessly watching Mozart running around the house.

The short stature has a limited amount of ammunition, and the Q version of the peregrine falcon has no firepower after ejecting three magazines. He raised his left arm to Mozart, and Mozart grinned: "Spray again!"

The Q version of the peregrine falcon turned around and left without saying a word. Mozart followed it curiously to see what it was going to do. Then he saw the little mech go straight to the bathroom and walked to the faucet, as if to catch water... ...

Mozart: "..." He directly picked up the plastic bucket in the bathroom and covered the Q version of the peregrine falcon to prevent it from continuing its bombardment.

However, although the Q version of the peregrine falcon has a Q figure and is less than one meter tall, it is not weak in strength, and Mozart couldn't hold it down.He was about to call for help from Qin Tian, ​​who was standing in the living room watching a play, when he heard the sound of the door lock opening again.

Mo Kun looked at the mess in the living room, then at the pool of water under his feet, and was furious: "Mozart, what are you doing?!"

Mozart was startled by his uncle's roar, and he let go of his hand. The free Q-version peregrine falcon didn't continue to receive water. He started the rollers on his legs, rolled to the door, and complained to his uncle: "An uninvited guest has come to visit, and I am driving him away! "

Seeing it, Mo Kun finally understood the reason for the chaos in the room. He no longer blamed Mozart, knelt down with a frown and opened the back of the Q version of the peregrine falcon, and changed the settings.

When Mozart came out of the toilet, he saw the Q version of the peregrine falcon who was still fighting indomitable just now and said flatteringly to himself: "Welcome to the home of the world's number one mecha designer."

Mozart: "..." He looked at his uncle speechlessly, signaling with his eyes that he needed an explanation.

Mo Kun coughed, sat down on the sofa, and explained: "This is a butler robot in the shape of a peregrine falcon. It can be used to entertain guests and watch the house. It's still in the experimental stage. I put one at home to observe its performance. "

Mozart pulled Qin Tian to sit on the sofa opposite Mo Kun, and he glared at his uncle: "That's not the point, the point is what happened to the unexpected guest?"

Mo Kun's eyes fluttered, and he said as if nothing had happened: "It can set a welcome message for welcoming guests, and can also set a list of annoying guests. When it sees people on the blacklist, it will activate the expulsion system. I will put you on the blacklist gone."

Mozart: "..." His hair was still dripping.He complained in his heart: "This is not easy at all! Uncle simply wants to look good to himself!"

But my uncle didn't expose it, Mozart rarely came back, and he didn't want the atmosphere to be too tense, so he didn't expose it, and endured it silently.

Qin Tian smiled and said to Mo Kun: "Happy Chinese New Year." He didn't address him because he didn't know how to call him. He couldn't follow Mozart and call someone six years younger than him uncle.

Although Mo Kun was very upset that Qin Tian had kidnapped his nephew, he didn't dare to flirt with Qin Tian.He also just replied politely: "Happy New Year."

Then they stopped talking, and Mozart took over the topic, pointed to the bag of vegetables thrown away when he was dodging the attack, and said to his uncle: "We brought something to see you."

Hearing this, Mo Kun went to pick up the bag, picked up the carrot inside and sneered, "You really put your heart into it!" He gritted his teeth, showing that he was very dissatisfied with this New Year's greeting.

Mozart shrugged: "You don't cook, why buy vegetables? I bought this bag of vegetables to make a dumpling stuffing enough."

Mo Kun couldn't think of a rebuttal, but he was still in a bad mood, so he snorted coldly and took the dishes into the kitchen.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Although it's still early, making dumplings is more troublesome, and we have to start with rolling the noodles, so we have to start preparing now.

Qin Tian took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went to help, Mozart quickly followed.The kitchen is not small, but it seems a bit crowded with three big men standing in it.

Mozart took out the flour from the cupboard and was about to get some water to start kneading the dough. The flour bag covered his sight. He didn't pay attention to his feet. He kicked something. He almost tripped. Qin Tian quickly helped him up. , Mozart stood firm, he raised the flour suspiciously and looked down, the Q version of the peregrine falcon innocently raised his head and looked at him.

Mozart: "..." He couldn't help but said to his uncle, "Why did you think of designing such a toy?" He really didn't want to call this thing a mech.

Without looking back, Mo Kun said while washing the vegetables: "Zhen Yuqian gave me an investment, and he wants to cooperate with me to develop the peripherals of the Peregrine Falcon IP. This is just one of them."

Mozart asked curiously, "What else have you developed?"

Qin Tian stood in front of the stand and cut vegetables, and then said: "I heard that the Peregrine Mini has made a minix version, only three meters high, used to send out balloons and take pictures with children in amusement parks."

Mo Kun nodded: "Yes, but that was not designed by me, it was done by Zhen Youqian himself, he thinks that the Peregrine Falcon is a great business opportunity, and the Peregrine Falcon mini was not repaired after it was damaged 20 years ago. It was not thrown away, it was taken out of the warehouse for renovation a few months ago, and now it is placed in the central square of the Vienna Academy of Music, and many students took photos with it."

Mozart put the flour into the basin, added some water to knead the dough, and said casually, "He didn't add any patterns on it, did he?"

Mo Kun thought for a while: "It seems that a centipede has been added to the chest, which looks like a scar. Zhen Yuqian said that the scar is a hero's medal."

Mozart: "..." He was once again thankful that he did not enter the Vienna Academy of Music.

Qin Tian thought of the pink peregrine mini with a bee card and drew a centipede on his chest, and couldn't help chuckling. He cut vegetables very fast. Although he was not good at cooking, he was very good at using a knife. With a good hand, he diced the carrots and chopped the cabbage, and stood next to Mozart to help him add water and noodles.

While adding water, Mozart used the back of his hand to help the loose hair on his forehead. He deliberately avoided the palms covered with flour, but he still got a little flour on his forehead. Qin Tian very naturally stretched out his hand to help him wipe it off. Lost.

Mo Kun who watched this scene: "..." He snorted coldly and left the kitchen, Mozart stopped him: "You don't want to eat?"

Mo Kun went back to his room without looking back: "Call me after packing!"

Mozart was inexplicable: "Didn't you be fine just now..." Except for a surprise when he entered the door, his uncle didn't give him a special look when he came back this time. Mozart thought he was thinking about it. Upset.

He shook his head and no longer cared about the uncle who changed his face and turned the pages of the book, and muttered, "Is he entering menopause? Emotions are unpredictable."

Qin Tian saw Mo Kun entering the room from the corner of his eye, and moved closer to Mozart: "You want to know the reason for his anger?"

Mozart turned his head to look at Qin Tian: "Think."

It's just that he didn't notice that Qin Tian was so close to him. This turn of the head almost touched the bridge of Qin Tian's nose. Their eyes met. Mozart was stunned for a moment. Qin Tian kissed him and said against his lips: "because of this."

Mozart blushed and had a heartbeat. He glanced at the door of his uncle's room with a guilty conscience. Seeing that his uncle hadn't come out, he enthusiastically responded to the kiss. After all, both of them had done what they should do. As long as he wasn't in front of outsiders, he wouldn't be very shy. .

Mo Kun stayed in the room all the time, and when he came out at night and saw that the dumplings hadn't been wrapped yet, he couldn't help wondering, "Why are you so slow?"

Mozart's eyes wandered: "I'm not very skilled, so it's slower, it will be fine soon!"

Qin Tian's expression was indifferent, and he didn't feel guilty at all. He picked up the already wrapped dumplings and put them into the pot: "I'll make some first."

Looking at Mozart's appearance, Mo Kun knew something was tricky, but he didn't want to ask, anyway...the two have been married for so long, what should have happened happened earlier, and it's useless for him to object.

He sat down at the dining table sullenly by himself, Qin Tian put the finished dumplings on a plate, and handed them to the Q version of Peregrine Falcon who was waiting beside him.

Mo Kun took a dumpling and put it in his mouth, commented: "It's too weak." Looking at the plate of different sizes, a few dumplings that hadn't been sealed properly, and the skin and filling were separated, he said disgustedly: "You What kind of craft is this?"

Mozart washed his hands, and came out of the kitchen with Qin Tian carrying the remaining dumplings: "It's better than you!"

The remaining dumplings are no different from the plate on the table, with the same unique shape.Although Mo Kun was full of disgust, he was not slow to eat.

Mozart secretly rolled his eyes, uncle is always so arrogant.After the three of them finished their meal, they gathered around the living room to watch the New Year's party. As soon as the twelve o'clock clock passed, Mo Kun yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

Mozart also stood up, it was time to go to bed, there were only two bedrooms in this house, one for himself and his uncle, tonight, of course he and Qin Tian slept together.

He dragged Qin Tian into his bedroom, since the last time the bedroom was seen, he was fearless.But he still tore up those posters, after all... now you can watch real people!

Mozart lay down on the bed happily, and patted his side to signal Qin Tian to lie down.Qin Tian didn't follow suit, he went straight to the locked cabinet and asked, "You haven't told me what's in it yet."

Mozart: "..." He didn't expect Qin Tian to remember this at all.He laughed and said: "It's not something important, it's getting late, let's go to bed!" After speaking, he covered his head with the quilt and pretended to sleep.

Qin Tian walked to his side and looked down at Mozart lying on the bed.This line of sight penetrated the quilt, Mozart struggled under this line of sight for a minute, but he still managed to do so. He pulled the quilt away, and said falteringly, "It's the homework I wrote when I was young..."

Qin Tian didn't believe it, how could he hide his childhood homework like this?Still haven't dared to let myself know.He squinted his eyes, and walked back to the cabinet. The password was four digits. Qin Tian tried Mozart's birthday, but it didn't work.Qin Tian thought for a while, then tried his own birthday, 1211, and the cabinet door opened.

Mozart: "..." It was too late for him to stop.

He could only cover his face, trying to escape reality.

Qin Tian took out the homework from the cabinet, it turned out to be homework...

He opened a book and looked at the contents, and then he knew the reason why Mozart hid it like this.These assignments are compositions written by Mozart when he was a child. Without exception, all of them are based on himself.

Mozart heard the sound of paper flipping in his ear, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.When writing essays when I was young, I always had to cite a few characters as examples. Most people would choose some historical greats, read their deeds, and then used them back and forth in the composition, writing over and over again, which saves trouble and is easy to score.

Mozart did the same thing, but the example he chose was Qin Tian... He could refer to Qin Tian for any composition theme. In his composition, Qin Tian was the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty.

Qin Tian saw a composition in the form of a letter, and he read it out: "To Dear Colonel Qin Tian..." The handwriting was crooked, and it looked like it was written by a child. Mozart was about ten years old when he was colonel.

Mozart couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped up from the bed, trying to snatch the composition text from Qin Tian's hand, his face flushed: "Don't read it!" It should be as meaty as it is, and I felt embarrassed when I saw it later, but I was reluctant to throw it away. I felt that this was my wish for Qin Tian, ​​so I just locked it up.

Qin Tian sideways avoided him, and continued to read: "My name is Mozart, and I am your loyal fan..."

Mozart continued to pounce on Qin Tian, ​​Qin Tian dodged left and right: "You are the greatest person in the world, the hero of our country, and also my hero."

"Uncle always asks me to learn music, but I don't like it. I want to be like you, to drive mechs, defeat bad guys, and save the world!"

Mozart hated why he didn't throw away the composition at the time, and hated how he wrote these childish words when he was young.

"Dear Colonel Qin Tian, ​​I like you, I like you very much, if...you can receive this letter, can you write me back?"

Mozart finally caught Qin Tian, ​​and he threw Qin Tian onto the bed. Qin Tian looked at Mozart who was propped on his body, and smiled from the corners of his lips to the corners of his eyes. He threw away the composition, hugged Mozart's neck, and turned back. This somewhat late letter: "I like you too, I like you very much."

Mozart was stunned for a moment, he stared blankly at Qin Tian under him.

The dream of a hero when I was young seems childish.But Mozart, the sophomore boy who always talked about saving the world, really did it.Although the process was full of unimaginable pain, he fell again and again in despair and grief covered with scars, and in the resentment that almost engulfed him, he found the star that still shines in the dark, that is the only one in the memory Beacon, that is the vector that crosses the boundaries of time and space to guide him to break the cage of Wen Mu's memory, that is... his star...

Mozart lowered his body and gently kissed Qin Tian's lips.

The author has something to say: This is the end of this somewhat secondary story.