The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

After the ship arrived at Emperor Star, Zuo Yue barely rested, and after a brief arrangement, he was about to set foot on the warship to Desolate Star again.

Before leaving, Xue Ming hid in his arms almost all the time. It became afraid of light, heat, sound and changes in the surrounding environment. The growth of insect eggs consumed most of the energy in its body, making it often unable to change its human form. Going back, you can only maintain the state of the lowest energy consumption——

a mushroom.

Zuo Yue carried it with him even when he went to the military headquarters to discuss the state affairs, but it didn't seem to give him enough sense of security. Mushroom still slept unsteadily, lying on his chest and shivering from time to time, even dreaming that he sucked Zuo Yue into a human being Dry footage.

So it locked itself in the basement used to interrogate prisoners in the mansion, and no longer contacted anyone, including Zuoyue.

"A Ming, I'm leaving tomorrow, don't you really want to hug me?" Through the special glass door, Zuo Yue bent down slightly, stretched out his hands and softly called to the mushroom hiding in the corner.

His she-husband had locked herself in for two days.

In addition to supplying the cub with the necessary energy, it no longer takes in anything else, and seems to be using this method to suppress its own growth.

In the theory of the experimental body of the Nayo tribe, the white silk of the mother body is in a breeding state, and can only be transformed back into the main body by absorbing enough energy to perform other mimicry activities. As long as it does not eat or drink, the white silk will not grow up, etc. When the pup is old enough to break away from the mother and enter the incubator, it freezes itself until a solution is found.

After making up his mind, Mushroom shook the cap and let Zuoyue leave cruelly.

"In this case, then I'll stay here with you for one night." Zuo Yue raised the corners of his lips, sat down by the glass door, and leaned against the door with his back to it, because the mushroom didn't like to be watched.

"Do you still remember how I was when I first got married?" He seemed to be confiding, and drew a circle in the air with his fingers, with a vague sense of melancholy: "My legs are disabled, and my eyes are two black holes. I don’t know how to hide, many cubs have been scared and cried by me.”

Mushroom recalled the scene when he first saw Zuoyue's empty eye sockets, and compared the pair of amber eyes full of fine wine in his impression now, he shuddered belatedly. How did he endure it? Are you afraid of living?

"Later, I learned to lower my eyes in front of people, stop showing any real emotions, have malicious speculations about everyone, and watch their jokes with cold eyes...including you at that time, Ah Ming."

Mushroom recalled that when he was brought back, Zuoyue’s performance was indeed too indifferent. At that time, he often comforted himself that the iron pestle could be ground into a needle. As long as he loves and protects Zuoyue, there will always be echoes.

"Do you still remember when you took the registration photo, you held my hand and said an ancient oath, and then I searched through ancient books and finally found its meaning."

Zuo Yue flicked his fingers, and a virtual light screen appeared in midair. It was the night when Xue Ming was brought home that year. He interlocked with him in the study. He said in a low voice.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

"Huh?" The male in the image made a nasal sound and turned his head in his direction.

At that time, Xue Ming was full of heroism, and he explained the meaning of the ancient poems generously in the face of the doubts of the male insects.

"Let me hold your hand and walk to the moment of old age and death together." The soft and slow voice came, as if with a unique rhythm, the mushroom trembled, and began to move its weak body, silently through the glass Attached to the male's back.

Of course it remembers, but Zuo Yue's life is still very long, and the ending of Xue Ming was doomed more than 30 years ago.

It should have killed itself long ago, but as long as he thought of Zuo Yue and the cub in his body, Xue Ming was shamefully greedy for life.

Even if it's just to live a little longer, how about seeing them again?

Maybe it's because of the imminent parting, Zuo Yue talked a lot tonight, from the little details of their acquaintance till now, confessing his feelings for him, he never blamed himself who is now timid and cowardly, but every word implied care and encouragement, Xue Ming But it was so guilty that it writhed into a ball. If it had hands at this time, it would wish to slap itself a few times.

What did he do?

Zuo Yue has been looking for him for eight years, and after meeting him, he has been busy running for him for a moment, even putting down the tentacle monster that Huang Xing urgently needs to solve, just to appease him who was hit by his company, and he is still complaining about himself, relying on Zuo Yue's favor Be a turtle by his side...

It wanted to open the door, hug Zuoyue, and tell him that it would never be like that again, but the stretched out white silk slid down in the air, the remaining energy in the body was exhausted, and the consciousness gradually became drowsy. The mushroom just stuck to the glass wall and fell asleep. past.

When Xue Ming woke up again, he was lying on the bed, and he had recovered his human form, with an infusion needle hanging on the back of his hand, which was continuously sending energy into his body.

There was no sign of Zuo Yue outside the glass door, and he probably left.

"I woke up, can I turn on the light?" Xiao O's voice sounded in the darkness, asking for Xue Ming's opinion.

All these new habits left and right were entered into the system.

"Turn on, overhead light." Xue Ming said, his voice was dry, but his tone was unquestionable.

"I suggest you turn on the night light first to get used to—"

"open."

The electronic synthesis sound stopped abruptly, Xiao O concealed the disdain in his heart, and turned on the ceiling light with a "snap".

The dazzling incandescent light instantly filled the entire torture room. Xue Ming raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes that were stinging from not seeing the light for a long time.

"Kiss, I suggest that you turn it off if you can't stand it. Anyway, a mushroom doesn't need to be exposed to light, does it?"

Little O has returned to the yin and yang mode. For a long time, it was convinced by Xue Ming, and even thought about finding an opportunity to apologize for the previous rude behavior, but Xue Ming's behavior during this time made it angry Terrific, if Zuo Yue hadn't held and pampered him like a sweetheart, it would have made him gnaw all over the place.

Xue Ming ignored what it said, and after his eyes adjusted to the light, he moved his arm away, sat up and took out the infusion needle.

The needle was hanging down, and the nutrient solution condensed into a small puddle on the ground along the pinhole.

Xue Ming randomly pulled out a piece of paper, pressed the back of his hand that was still dripping with blood, lifted the quilt and walked outside.

A photo floated down from the bed, it was the marriage registration photo of him and Zuo Yue.

In the photo, they intertwined their fingers and were very close to each other. Zuo Yue sat on a wheelchair with his eyes slightly downcast, with a cold expression. At that time, the palms of his hands behind his back were already clenched with sweat.

There is a line of writing written on the back of the photo.

You pulled me out of the abyss once, give me your hand this time, okay?

The handwriting is fresh, it should have been written not long ago.

Little O gave a soft "tsk", feeling unworthy for her master.

Calloused fingers passed over the line of writing, Xue Ming's eyes were red, but he didn't lose control of his emotions as before. He treasured the photo in his arms, turned around and strode out.

"Prepare food for me, I want to eat."

The restaurant was so quiet that a needle could be heard. There was a figure sitting by the dining table. His back was straight and he was chewing compressed biscuits. There was already a pile of torn packaging bags piled up at his right elbow, and another one was added soon.

Little O's virtual image floated in mid-air, with his mouth wide open, expressing strong shock at Xue Ming who had been eating for half an hour.

What kind of new way of inviting pets is this?

Eat yourself up to make the hero feel bad?

After drinking the last sip of nutrient solution, Xue Ming threw the garbage into the recycling bin and asked, "Where are my things?"

Little O closed his mouth with a "click", scanned his body secretly, and found that everything was normal. The food Xue Ming ate was quickly converted into energy and absorbed by the body and cubs, and no stagnation occurred.

That's weird, didn't you eat it before?

It suppressed the complaints in its heart and led Xue Ming to the outside of his tool room: "All your things are stored in it for you, and the password has not been changed."

Xue Ming nodded: "Thank you."

Little O was not polite to him, and the image gradually faded and disappeared in mid-air.

He entered the password in memory, and the locked door was pushed open, stirring up fine dust.

The sun is very strong, illuminating most of the room brightly. There is a shelf cabinet against the wall on the left side. The bottom shelf is filled with all kinds of tools he bought from the game city, gadgets for friends or family pets... in the middle And on it are medicinal powder packets for hunting, and some half-finished ones were also picked up and placed neatly on the grid.

On the right is a whole wall of trophies and honors, all of which are rewards for his missions in the military academy. A set of military uniforms is hung on the edge of the window. The epaulettes should be the title of a colonel, and a metal nameplate is pinned to his chest. , engraved with his number in the military department, the font is red, which means that the soldier wearing this uniform has passed away, and this military rank is posthumous.

On the table in front of the window are his small personal belongings, micro-communicators, storage rings, bracelets that have been retired long ago...

Xue Ming picked up the earring-shaped communicator and put it on the left earlobe.

After a long time of no use, the pierced ear hole has healed automatically. Xue Ming didn't bother to look for the piercing instrument, so he pierced it in with a little effort.

A tingling sensation passed through, and the instant the communicator stuck in, it was connected to Xue Ming's spiritual sea. The system activated prompt sounded, and a virtual initial panel floated in front of Xue Ming.

Welcome back, master!

Onomatopoeia's electronically synthesized voices set off a string of virtual fireworks in celebration.

"Welcome back, Xue Ming." The latter murmured softly, almost too low to hear.

"The system did not capture the command, please repeat." The electronic synthesizer said.

"Call the left—." Xue Ming paused, then changed his words and said, "My male husband's communication number."

The communication dialed, and after only one second of ringing, Zuo Yue connected, with a cautious tone: "A Ming?"

Xue Ming's heart convulsed with pain.

"It's me." He whispered, the sunlight fell on his profile, outlining a solemn outline: "Listen up to Zuo Yue."

The other end stopped breathing, as if waiting for a trial.

Xue Ming's thin lips parted slightly: "The cub and I will wait for you to come back."

The author has something to say: Seeing the comments, I felt a little uncomfortable, so I climbed up and said a few words.

First of all, this book does temporarily deviate from the original outline. The main reason is that I don’t have enough grasp of the text itself. It’s the first time I tried a text that combines plot flow and emotional flow. Time itself also feels that the more I write, the more strenuous it is. Fortunately, the readers who commented on the article today woke me up. First, I would like to say sorry to the readers who subscribed, bow down!

Because the author is busy with work, I only have time to code words at night, and the plot structure of the article has been finalized, so it is difficult to change it. Next, I will try my best to go back to the original plot and return Xue Ming, who is brave and independent to protect her husband and love her cubs.

I accept all the criticisms and complaints about this article. I can abandon the article or have a negative score. The ending, and then sum up the experience, and try not to fall into the same stumble in the next book.

Bow again!

（此章为过渡章）感谢在2019-12-1406:13:06~2019-12-1415:07:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Lu Xiaoxi 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!