The avatar is me, not satisfied? [interstellar]

Lin Liang walked over quickly holding an umbrella, and stuffed the bottled milk into his arms, "It's hot, put it in your bag, or it will be cold when you get home."

Yang Heng took it, and held it in his arms without moving. The few bangs floating on his forehead seemed to be wet with rain, sticking together wetly, making his facial features that had not yet bloomed a little pale.

Today's rain was too heavy, and the students in the class left early, and there were only two of them left in the corridor, staring at each other with big eyes.

Lin Liang: "What's wrong? Why don't you leave?"

Yang Heng unzipped the backpack beside him, put the milk into the bag, and said sullenly, "I didn't bring an umbrella. I'll wait for the rain to stop."

Lin Liang looked at the sky: "I'm afraid it won't stop tonight..." Before he finished speaking, a thunderbolt struck the sky, and the rumbling sound exploded in his ears.

Lin Liang saw Yang Heng trembling indistinctly.

Afraid of thunder?Lin Liang was a little shocked, but also a little funny.

"I have an umbrella here, I'll take you home." Lin Liang patted him on the back, and suddenly found that the kid was running quite fast.

Yang Heng didn't reject him. His home was not far from the school, but it was in the opposite direction from Lin Liang's home. Lin Liang had passed by several times before, but never went in once.

The two came to Yang Heng's house under umbrellas. Yang Heng pushed open the creaking broken door and asked Lin Liang, "Teacher, do you want some hot water?"

Lin Liang shook the water on the umbrella, nodded and walked in.

Yang Heng's home is very small, with only one room. There is a dilapidated cabinet, a bed, and a small table with a missing leg, but everything is neat and the quilts are neatly folded.

Lin Liang sat down on the small bench, took out a handful of candy given to him by the new teacher from the bag on his shoulder, and handed it to Yang Heng habitually.

Yang Heng was boiling water, and when he turned around, he saw a handful of colorful candy wrappers, with a somewhat dumbfounding expression on his face: "Teacher, I will be fourteen in a few days."

"Fourteen is also a child." Lin Liang stuffed the candy without saying anything, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few old books on the cabinet, and a few origami-looking mechas on the side grid.

"Illustration of the full structure of the combat mecha..." Lin Liang read out the title of the book while reading: "Can I have a look?"

Yang Heng nodded, handed Lin Liang a cup of hot water, and said, "This is left by my father. There is no place to put it, so it is placed here."

Lin Liang pulled out a book and flipped through it with great interest. These books were all related to combat mechs. Lin Liang had a dream after coming to Interstellar, which was to try to open a combat mecha with his own hands—— May I ask which Blue Star person doesn't have the desire to open a Gundam?

But on a planet with backward conditions like theirs, not to mention combat mechas, even agricultural mechas are not available.

Perhaps it was because his eyes were overjoyed, Yang Heng who was beside him suddenly said: "If you like, you can take these books back, it's useless for me to keep them."

Hearing this, Lin Liang quickly put the book back.

I like it very much, but this is the little thought that Yang Heng's father left him, and he can't take it away.

Yang Heng seemed very puzzled by his actions: "Don't you like mechs?"

Lin Liang shook his head indifferently: "I don't like it, it's so-so, I'm not interested."

"All right……"

Lin Liang's eyes fell on the origami mecha beside the book again: "Are these also left by your father?"

"No, I made it—from a picture in another book."

Lin Liang's interest was raised again. The origami mecha looked very exquisite, even the cockpit was folded out. Lin Liang carefully stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it but dared not.

Yang Heng said again: "Do you like it? If you like these, I can give them to you."

"Uh..." Lin Liang retracted his hand again, what a joke, this origami looks like it took a lot of effort to make, how could he ask for something from a student.

Yang Heng said again: "Don't you like it? Is it because I can't stack it well..."

"No, no, it's...it's because I don't like mechs that fight and kill things..." Lin Liang was afraid that he would be sad, so he opened his mouth and began to make up while coaxing: "You folded very well, it's the first time I saw it. How about making such an exquisite origami, why don't you make a thousand paper cranes for the teacher?"

Yang Heng shook his head: "I don't know how to make paper cranes."

"Uh..." Lin Liang was a little helpless for not knowing how to stack a thousand paper cranes but being able to stack mechas.

"Teacher, don't you like soldiers?" Yang Heng put down his water glass and looked at Lin Liang seriously.

Lin Liang froze for a moment, through his emerald green eyes, he suddenly remembered a class he had taught in Yang Heng's class.

The content of the class is very ordinary, called "I want to be when I grow up".

The students got up to answer one by one, and talked about their future ideals. Lin Liang remembered that most of the students said that they wanted to be a mecha warrior in the future, driving a mecha to fight the enemy, and gaining a reputation everywhere.

Only Yang Heng frowned frequently when they said they wanted to be a soldier, and said that he would be a teacher in this school in the future—the kind like Lin Liang.

Yang Heng's ideal is too ordinary and simple, and the students in the class feel that he should find a higher and more glorious goal like everyone else.

Instead of being a teacher in Qionggougou, Lin Liang was also shocked at the time, he never thought that Yang Heng would want to be a teacher.

The get out of class bell rang before he could ask the reason that day, but Lin Liang guessed that the little guy Yang Heng might have a psychological shadow on the profession of a soldier, and it was probably caused by his father.

The father who defended the family and the country left his wife and never came back. Yang Heng probably blamed him in his heart.

Lin Liang thought for a while, and chose to follow Yang Heng's will. He said, "I don't like soldiers, I like a stable and peaceful job."

Yang Heng's eyes lit up, as if he had finally found someone who agrees: "I don't like soldiers either."

Lin Liang rubbed his head and comforted him: "Now the frontline is tense, and many people may not be able to help themselves..."

Yang Heng's tone was a bit harsh: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, I will never become a soldier."

"Yeah." Lin Liang coaxed him with a smile: "It's good to be a teacher, teaching and educating people is no worse than their mech fighters."

Yang Heng awkwardly avoided his hand rubbing his head, his expression seemed to say: I'm almost fourteen, I can't rub my head anymore.

Lin Liang withdrew his hand regretfully, it was obvious that this little guy had been kneaded by him before.

"Teacher, what kind of partner do you like?" Yang Heng asked again.

Lin Liang blinked and was stunned.

"companion?"

Yang Heng nodded: "There is a teacher Beta with a good temper in the next class, but the classmates say that you never go with her, you always walk alone." After a pause, he added: "You have no temper? Hello."

Lin Liang: "??"

"Why did the teacher go with her?"

Yang Heng's tone was very calm: "Because you and her are the only single teachers among the school teachers, and the classmates said that you and her are very suitable. Of course, I don't think so."

Lin Liang: "??"

What the hell is this kid talking about?

Lin Liang didn't have the nerve to tell him that he was gay, he was gay before time travel, and he will be in the future, so if Lin Liang wants to fall in love, the other party must at least be a beta male teacher.

"The teacher and her...well...the teacher has no idea of ​​finding a partner yet."

"Why? You are of marriageable age."

"Uh..." At that time, Lin Liangxu's ID card stated that he was 24 years old. In fact, he had just come of age, but the management on their planet was too backward, and they were not connected to the central galaxy. , Generally, the family began to urge marriage when they were in their teens.

Lin Liang looked at Yang Heng helplessly: "You are positive, the teacher is not in a hurry. Finding a partner depends on fate. If fate doesn't come, I have nothing to do."

"What is fate?" Yang Heng raised his head in confusion.

"It's just..." Lin Liang thought for a while, then whispered, "You meet the right person at the right time."

As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly appeared outside the window, followed by another thunder.

The heavy rain was pouring down. From an angle that Lin Liang couldn't see, Yang Heng gently pushed the hot gemstone pendant in his palm into his trouser pocket, and lowered his eyes slightly: "Is it the right time..."

He raised his eyes again, and gently wiped the sweat from his palms with the back of his hands behind his back: "Then my parents and they have no fate."

Lin Liang was taken aback, this little guy was really brooding about his parents.

"How can there be no fate?" Lin Liang pulled him to sit down at the table, grabbed the candies that Yang Heng put on the table and slowly spread them out. The crystal clear candy wrappers glowed with colorful lights under the light, like a blur like a dream.

He picked up a candy and peeled off the wrapper, and put it in Yang Heng's palm. It was orange-flavored. Yang Heng took it and ate it, frowning slightly from the sourness.

"Since they met, there must be a special fate, everyone is the same."

"Am I the same..." Yang Heng suddenly became very quiet.

"It's the same." Lin Liang said firmly, "Everyone has their own fate. When it comes, you just have to wait."

Yang Heng stared at the candy wrapper on the table without looking at him: "What if I missed it?"

"How could fate miss it? It will come to you by itself."

Yang Heng nodded, looking thoughtful.

"Teacher, someone contacted me this afternoon..."

There was a rumbling thunder, and the small leaky window was suddenly smashed open by the wind, pouring water on the faces of the two of them. Lin Liang, who was close to him, jumped up immediately, and pushed the window back against the wind, while inserting the latch while Looking back: "What did you say this afternoon?"

Yang Heng shook his head: "It's nothing, let's continue talking about your fate."

Lin Liang was taken aback, was that what he just said?

"My fate..." Lin Liang's mind automatically appeared a handsome and handsome mech warrior flying around the universe in a biubiu glowing Gundam.

So dirty, but he loves—

Cough, you can't teach bad children, you have to be down-to-earth.

Lin Liang thought for a while, and said: "It's nothing, as long as you can see me right, it's best if you have five insurances and one gold and know how to cook."

The author says:

Later Huo Heng:?Isn't the five social insurance and one housing fund in Capital Star the same treatment even for working dogs?

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