Chapter 96

Lu Bixing does not consider himself to be a person who is obsessed with sex. He appreciates the beautiful human body just like a layman appreciates popular works of art. I find endless fun in the past and present and in the vast starry sky, and feel that my journey is long and full of expectations. Therefore, I don't believe much in the worship of hormones and the power of sex/desire in classical theory, and the implicit meanings in it-such as "consummation" and "conquest" "," "shame" and other psychological reactions seem to be exaggerated, and they seem to be just the projection of the social ideology at that time.

　Even when he picked up General Lin naked outside Beijing, he still had a clear conscience. At that time, in his eyes, Lin Jingheng was no different from the male models who appeared in advertisements all day long. It was commonplace and not as good as a pornographic book. There is plenty of room for imagination.

　But he doesn't know when this person started to look different to him.

　When a person becomes obsessed with another person's small actions such as raising an eyebrow, smiling, or raising a hand casually, this carbon-based skin is no longer one of the many living beings. To Lu Bixing, his entire being People seem to have become a huge treasure, and every detail is worthy of repeated exploration. Even the smell of detergent and dryer on the collar is refreshing, like a life, straight into the heart, like a roll of lazy The vast vines tied him on the spot, pressing his head and forcing him to come closer.

　Lu Bixing accidentally wanted to destroy his neat collar, so he suddenly turned his head and took a bite on Lin Jingheng's collar. He felt that the tip of his teeth touched the pulsing blood vessels, and Lin Jingheng trembled slightly, and Lu Bixing suddenly When he came back to his senses, like a frightened cub after getting into trouble, he retracted his teeth and took half a step back, staring at Lin Jingheng in panic from half a meter away.

　His hands and feet were numb, and he was thinking wildly: "What, what am I doing? What am I thinking? Is he angry? Did Turan do something to me?"

　But Lin Jingheng did not get angry or sarcastic. His pain His nerves were not very developed, so it felt like Lu Bixing bit him. It didn't hurt, which was a bit surprising, so he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his neck, smelling a faint smell of alcohol: "Have you been drinking?"

　"Yes! I Drinking!" Lu Bixing suddenly thought after being reminded - just like those two sips of broken rice wine could explain everything, "Drunk people are prone to inexplicable excitement and their self-control will decrease."

　Lu Bixing found such a natural As an excuse, he readily tore off his "civilized qualities" face, and went back to his posture indulgently, sniffing his breath, suddenly smiled, and whispered like nonsense: "General, wasn't it before I was born? I already know you, otherwise why would I like you so much?"

　Lin Jingheng was shocked.

　Lu Bixing looked at his face, took a small breath, closed his eyes, and with a little "handle it gently, put it down gently", his lips fell. At the same time, he couldn't help but put his hand into Lin Jingheng's uniform. Jacket, through the thin shirt, adventurous fingers stroked his side waist.

　Lin Jingheng's feelings were a bit complicated, because for his convenience, this would be connected to the mental network of this small mecha.

　A person connected to the mental network is equivalent to having two sets of perception systems - when he opens his eyes, his eyes can see the young man close at hand, and at the same time, he can see the outside through the mecha's mental network. Busy people, the command post not far away, and the one-eyed eagle watching eagerly at the door of the command post... This person even glanced here intentionally or unintentionally!

　When Lu Bixing's words "Have I known you since I was born" echoed in his ears, he could also hear the announcement of the name of the mecha site and the sound of soldiers' boots hitting the ground in unison as they passed by.

　Lin Jingheng was surrounded by the faint smell of sweet wine, immersed in Lu Bixing from all directions, as if she was drowning in this extremely private and closed place, and at the same time, she also seemed to be in a public place, touching him wantonly. The person you cherish in the palm of your hand.

　The gaze of the stone statue of Lu Xin seemed to hit him on the back through most of the Galaxy City, the military base and the thick hatch of the mecha.

　He felt like he was floating in mid-air and nailed to the cabin door. The young man's breath was hot and sincere, the cabin was cold and hard, and a torrent of complex senses swept through him, arousing more complex feelings - more than thirty years The painful questioning about himself and the future every time he dreamed back at midnight, the surging, hot and decadent blood, the inscription on Watto's death and the active vitality of the eight galaxies...

　all of this made him extremely eager and fearful , extremely cherished, and extremely ashamed, with mixed feelings in every inch of nerve endings that have been hibernating for a long time. They are like a forest set on fire, burning out of control.

　Lu Bixing suddenly said softly: "So you are not cold, General."

　Lin Jingheng pressed his hand quickly, and the hatch inside the mecha opened in response. Lu Bixing took a few steps back and was pushed against a small sofa by him. .

　Lin Jingheng whispered in his ear and said, "I have to leave in a while. Time is too tight."

　Lu Bixing didn't understand what he meant, and his expression was a little confused.

　His gaze was very pure, like a precipitated mountain spring, with love and hate clearly visible in it, and his pupils were so clear that they could be used as mirrors. Lin Jingheng hesitated for a rare moment, always feeling like she was contaminating a piece of snow without footprints, and raised her head My feet, I didn't know where to step for a long time.

　"You..." Lin Jingheng paused, "In all these years in the Eighth Galaxy, haven't you tried to like others? Maybe you should try."

　When he said this, he was very conflicted and felt that Lu Bixing deserved better. , but he couldn't think of how "better" would be. At the same time, he was neither willing to let go, nor was he sure about handing him over.

　Even though Lu Bixing had nine minds, he couldn't understand his chaotic emotions at that moment. He asked very unexpectedly: "Huh? Lin, your style shouldn't be 'If I dare to act recklessly, blow up my three, move. If you want to beat me to death, you can beat me to death. You can give me a breath and let me reflect deeply."

　Lin Jingheng lowered his head and smiled, shaking his head, thinking: "How is that possible? "

　The back of his hand brushed Lu Bixing's chin, and with a gentle touch of his fingers, the buttons on his shirt popped open automatically.

　Lu Bixing, who had been daring for a long time to dare to make a move, was caught off guard and made close contact with his palm. Suddenly he realized what he wanted to do, and his hair stood up tremblingly. He couldn't tell whether he was nervous or excited.

　"Don't be afraid," Lin Jingheng said softly, "I don't have much time, I'll use my hands."

　Lu Bixing - this innocent young man who has been talking about war on paper for many years and has never seen the world, after hearing these words, his soul instantly reached the second level of the morning star. The speed of the universe broke away from gravity like a wild dog, as if it was turning into a billiard ball and hitting every asteroid in the eighth galaxy. The collision made him dizzy and speechless, and he could only call Lin Jingheng's name upside down.

　However... he was in a daze for less than a minute, and soon came back. Because what happens next is nothing short of a disaster.

　Captain Turan's guard's suspicions about sour grapes were actually correct. Lin Jingheng was really not good at "taking care of" others - Lu Bixing suspected that this person might be a "true ascetic" who pretended to be sultry among gangsters. , I didn't even spend much time with myself. Not only did I not get the point, I was probably nervous, and a little bit too careless. This rare clumsiness successfully brought the charming atmosphere all the way to "hurried" and "left and right", and the two became embarrassed. group.

　Lin Jingheng: "..."

　Lu Bixing couldn't imagine how others would react in this situation. He held it in for two seconds and decided to follow his heart, so he laughed out loud.

　Lin Jingheng picked up the coat he had put aside and threw it on his face: "Why are you laughing!"

　The more Lu Bixing thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt. She hugged his coat and laughed muffledly, unable to stop. Suddenly, she felt that this angry man was more stupid than others. Being close to him at all times gave rise to a real and incomparable feeling of intimacy, which felt very subtle - anyway, if he bit Lin Jingheng on a whim again, he wouldn't worry about offending him and making him angry.

　"You clean up after yourself, I'm leaving." Lin Jingheng said with a straight face, "What...are you doing again!"

　Lu Bixing reached out and hooked his shirt, and pulled out the hem of his tied shirt. Lu Bixing cried tears of laughter. Erase: "Hey, can you move it out of the 'closet' next to the conference room? Can you go to my place? My place is not far from the command post."

　"Speak politely and don't act coquettishly," Lin Jingheng He snatched the hem of his shirt back and said, "Where's your dad? Tie it up?"

　Lu Bixing opened his mouth and boasted: "I'll fix it."

　Lin Jingheng's face was still a little confused. She didn't say yes or no, so she buttoned the button and started again. After tidying up her appearance, although there was nothing visible on her face, she applied three layers of oil on her feet and turned around to leave.

　Lu Bixing looked at his back with a smile and whistled at him in a self-taught way. Lin Jingheng walked to the door of the mecha cabin and took off the mental net, then she remembered that something was missing from her body: "Give me my jacket." Lu Bixing

　He whirled in a pattern, hugged Lin Jingheng's uniform jacket with all four limbs, buried his face in it, winked at him and took a deep breath: "No."

　Lin Jingheng's face was dark and helpless, and she frowned in indulgence. Otherwise, I couldn't afford to offend him, so I had to hurried back to the command post in my shirt.

　After he left for a long time, Lu Bixing got up holding his coat and jumped for no reason. There was no specific reason, he was just very happy. He couldn't stop whistling. He felt like he was writing a poem or singing some song in front of the cold and empty mecha. He stood and pondered for a while, but he really didn't have the talent. He could only randomly pop up some other people's sentences in his mind, making a pot of nonsense. He found it very interesting and wanted to write it down and send it to Lin Jingheng. As soon as he opened it, Personal terminal, and found that I had forgotten all about it.

　The mixed poems and songs flowed down the river with his countless spark-like thoughts, leaving only his very quiet soul after the shock.

　Why must there be love in all stories? Is there nothing else to write about?

　Only then did Lu Bixing finally understand. It turned out to be really worth writing about. He put the coat on his shoulders and quietly slipped out of the hidden hatch of the mecha. He heard the mecha station saying "all departments are in place" and walked towards the one-eyed eagle.

　The One-Eyed Eagle just saw Lin Jingheng hurriedly clicking the button in the command post and leading a group of people to Chongsan. He was relieved and thought that his squatting was done, and he was about to leave at this time.

　Seeing Lu Bixing wandering in front of him, the one-eyed eagle asked knowingly: "Who are you looking for? What are you looking for?"

　Lu Bixing coughed deliberately: "Look for General Lin. I heard that the plans for the military factory have been released. Come and take a look."

　The one-eyed eagle Holding the butt of the cigarette in his mouth, he looked at him sideways and pretended that the design draft of the military factory plan was made by the engineering team. The one-eyed eagle curled his beak and said in a cowardly manner: "General Lin, General Lin is not here. I just saw him leaving and going to fly to an alien planet. I don't know when he will come back, and I may not be able to capture the seventh galaxy on the way. "Okay."

　Lu Bixing said "Oh", and in front of the old Persian cat, he slowly put Lin Jingheng's coat on his body, and showed the one-eyed eagle all the clothes in detail. detail.

　The one-eyed eagle was confused for a while, and suddenly realized who this military jacket belonged to. When he saw Lu Bixing's messy hair and youthful face, he went crazy: "Lin Jingheng is a dignified person... Is he a weasel? This kind of sneaky behavior You can do it, why don't you be ashamed!"

　Lu Bixing blew his rogue whistle and watched the one-eyed eagle thundering.

　The One-Eyed Eagle raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Get out of here, don't let me loose my virtue. I'd rather raise you than a potted flower!"

　Lu Bixing leaned on the stone steps at the door of the command post building and received a painless slap. The old Persian cat pawed and shook his head: "Dad, we have been together for so long, have you admitted that you have misunderstood him?"

　One-eyed eagle: "I misunderstood that he is a bastard? Did I misunderstand?"

　However, the words Having said that, the anger in his brows was much lessened. The one-eyed eagle lowered his head and took out a cigarette, glanced at Lu Bixing, and saw that his stupid son who knew nothing about him was so fascinated by others, he immediately I knew that this "Human Tiger Talisman" had long ago belonged to Lin Jingheng. He could use this to return to the alliance in a high profile, summon all the Silver Ten Guards, and hijack all Lu Xin's old troops who are fighting the pirates on the front line.

　In such a troubled world where monsters and ghosts often appear, vicious people can easily turn things upside down, and there is no need to be as cautious and foresighted as he is.

　He kept the secret of Lu Bixing's life experience tighter than himself. He stayed in the eighth galaxy, and even carefully hid himself, a figure destined for chaos, behind the scenes of Chief Edward, for fear of attracting strong winds and blowing down the fragile people in this wasteland. New grass. Every time he boasts that he will die without saving his life, and every time he puts himself through a narrow escape, he is really not a careerist.

　Although the one-eyed eagle is irritable, he is not stupid. Hearing about the whereabouts of Lu Xin's old subordinates in the alliance, he gradually figured it out. But sometimes when he thinks about it, he is still very angry. He feels that Lin Jingheng is like this. The boy is too stubborn and his bad behavior of "I arrange everything, I don't explain, I don't believe anyone" deserves a beating.

　Lu Bixing said: "You said he is the adopted son of General Lu Xin. Isn't that the person you followed? Lin also built the square and the new government with you. Why can't you be more loving to him?"

　The one-eyed eagle muttered. : "If Lu Xin can't teach you such a bastard, it must be because he's blind as hell - what do you like about him? Do you deserve to be abused?"

　Lu Bixing blurted out: "He's handsome."

　One-eyed Ying couldn't refute, he choked and fell backwards.

　"He is very handsome. When I was a kid, I could lick his pictures for a long time. Admit it, dad?"

　"Who is your dad? I am not your dad. How many times have I told you that I picked you up from the trash can? I can't give birth to a pervert like you, go away!" The one-eyed eagle weakly waved his hand and told Lu Bixing to go away. He stood up in despair and decided to grab a few small white flowers and go to the stone statue of Lu Xin to apologize.

　At this time, a researcher from the engineering team hurried over: "Teacher Lu, you are here, I am looking for you!"

　Lu Bixing responded excitedly: "What's the matter?"

　"Last time you came from the anti-Ukrainian den. For the encrypted files seized there, we tested the Porrault rotation encryption according to your plan and found a way. Come and have a look."

　Lu Bixing jumped up.

　Twenty minutes later, Turan, who was simply resting, also came over.

　The researchers all had enthusiastic expressions and almost no longer remembered what they were doing. They were all immersed in the fun of unlocking the game. Lu Bixing led a group of technical geeks gathered from all over the eight galaxies to hold a short meeting. Even the chief executive He ignored the summons and concentrated on cracking the encryption.

　Turan opened a small lounge next to her and finished reviewing the recent military consumption for Lin Jingheng. When she was writing opinions on the eighth galaxy's recruitment plan, she heard a cheer from the side. She quickly closed her personal terminal and rushed over. .

　On the 360-degree large screen in the center, densely packed documents and information revealed their true appearance.

　The researcher tried to open a video file, and a woman faced the camera and appeared in front of everyone.

　She wore a researcher's white coat, and her long hair was simply tied into a bunch on the back of her head. She was not wearing any makeup, and she was a little haggard, but her facial features were very beautiful. When her cold gray eyes looked through the screen, it was unreasonable. I feel thrilling.

　Turan was stunned and looked at her, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

　"Less than 15% of the energy system is left. The backup energy system has been blown up. I have run out of ammunition and food. I am recording this paragraph under Lin Wei's scope."

　After the words fell, the camera shook violently, and the screen blurred for a moment. Seeing that the tail of the mecha seemed to have been hit and burst into flames, the people on the mecha ran past in panic.

　The woman looked back and smiled: "Heavy nuclear missile, it seems he really didn't even want to say goodbye."