Zerg Achilles

Chapter 19

It wasn't a day or two since Louis paid attention to that small garden. The reason was the inexplicable male insect. He always thought that guy had been heartbroken and shouldn't appear in front of him again.

But the fact is that every day at five o'clock in the afternoon, the male insects will appear in the garden on time, looking at the intersection, as if waiting for someone.

The small garden is right in front of his house, but Louis has long since stopped walking that way, and the males can never touch it.

But that guy is just a dead-headed guy, with a paralyzed face all day long, and he doesn't know how to ask people, wait, wait, wait.

Louis took his friends to watch the strange bird, and by the way, everyone laughed at it, and some worms were eager to move, as if they were very interested in the dull male worm that Louis said.

"Go if you like, who can stop you?"

Louis ignored it indifferently, watching the provoked female eagerly running downstairs.

The females crowded to the window to watch, Louis rolled his eyes, simply leaned on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

He could actually live in another place, but he was eliminated by Louis as soon as the idea came up. It didn't make sense to delay him eating, drinking and having fun for a low-level male.

"Is Andre okay?"

"I don't think so. The males like Louis. Andre is too tall and strong, like an iron stake. The males will be scared away by him."

Another tall and strong military female said dissatisfied: "You guys from the Sog family talk like farting, which is called physical fitness."

"Look, look! The male is gone!"

Louis laughed, and he could completely imagine the appearance of the male being scared away by the enthusiastic female.

He squinted his eyes, and then put the matter behind him. One day when he came home late, there was a light snow in the sky, and Louis stood by the window, tasting red wine while watching the male, thinking, that guy must not last long, skinny The weather is so cold, it is estimated that it will snow.

He didn't care, went to take a shower on his own, and lay down on the big comfortable bed to sleep.

But he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he simply sat up and climbed to the window. The male insect held an umbrella and slowly left the garden along the street lamp. .

He lowered his head and walked firmly, as if the long wait did not consume his patience at all.

Maybe he shouldn't have teased him at the beginning, Louis felt a little bit of guilt, and quickly dismissed it.

Self-indulgent, I have said everything clearly and still cling to it.

Louis shook his head at the back of the male, and slammed the window shut.

A month ago, he was attending a barbecue banquet at the Duke's mansion. His friend took a big gulp of ale and touched his shoulder: "Look over there, over there, the male of the Walsh family."

Louis looked over strangely. In the corner, next to the musicians, stood a tall and thin male with dark hair and pale skin. He watched the laughter and songs on the dance floor with a paralyzed face, silent as a sculpture.

Louis frowned, not knowing why, his friend got drunk and muttered, "Although the Walsh family has some eccentricities, they are all infatuated seeds."

"Look clearly." Louis slapped his friend on the head with a backhand: "That's a green medal."

The friend cut it, and said dissatisfiedly: "If it's not for the high-quality offspring, and I'm afraid that he won't like me, I will definitely choose the Walsh family."

The friend said intoxicatedly: "I really want to kiss his face."

Louis looked at the male worm, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "If I can get him to kiss me proactively, you can sell me that Yunmeng heart, how about it?"

The friend suddenly widened his eyes, very suspicious, and finally looked back and forth in front of Louis and the male worm, and said with a grin: "Okay, if you can let him take the initiative to kiss you, I will give you the heart of Yunmeng, but you If you can't, hehehe."

The male's kiss was still from the Walsh family, and friends waited for Louis' bad luck.

Louis straightened his bow tie, glanced at his friend provocatively, and held up a glass of red wine: "Not now, I haven't met that Walsh yet, after a week, remember to bring Yunmeng Heart to my house. "

Louis, who dared to speak boldly, has a proud capital, no matter his appearance or family background, he is impeccable.

But the female insect will inevitably appear weak when facing the male insect, even if the opponent is a green medal.

Louis walked up to the male, not getting close, but keeping a distance, not too far away to be ignored, expressing a polite acquaintance.

The male's clasped hands hang naturally in front of his body. The quaint black robe is rigorous and solemn, even the folds are evenly distributed, and it matches the neatly combed dark short hair.

Nothing less than the title of the Walsh family freak.

The male worm cast its gaze, and its neck turned slightly like a moving wood carving. Louis was shocked, his expression remained unchanged, and he even saluted quite gracefully.

The male worm nodded coldly and continued to focus on the dance floor.

"grown ups."

It is very rude to strike up a conversation without a recommendation, but as the Duke's distinguished guest, Louis will not take a little bit of overstepping to heart.

The male turned his head again, a little impatient, but Louis carefully read a little doubt from the pair of cold black eyes.

The reputation of the Walsh family is so great that basically only a frown of impatience is needed to delineate an absolute territory, which should not be taken lightly. She felt a little tenderness on her pale face.

His heart moved.

"Can I invite you to a dance?"

Louis is personable, with a bright smile, and his tone and movements are controlled just right, without making people feel too presumptuous, but Mr. Walsh Jr. just gave Louis a cold look: "I don't dance."

Louis: "You can't dance?"

The male worm frowned, stared at Louis scrutinizingly, and lifted his jaw slightly, obviously impatient with his chattering, which was driven by the Walsh family's standard.

Louis smiled indifferently, then approached suddenly, and quickly hugged the male, intending to slide onto the dance floor.

He messed up the male's neatly combed hair, and unexpectedly found that the hair was very soft, with a few strands hanging down to his forehead. His pale and handsome face was even greener, and the male's age looked younger. It seems that he has just come of age.

Louis said softly, "My lord, you look like..."

The proud and indifferent Mr. Walsh Jr. was also calm beyond ordinary people. When Louis was about to return to his presumptuous behavior, he punched Louis in the face.

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Louis' behavior at the Duke's banquet was severely criticized, and the Inquisition issued a warning for this behavior. As for the proud and cold Walsh family, they did not respond at all.

In the Zerg restaurant, friends were laughing at Louis wantonly: "I told you that the Walsh family is not easy to mess with, but it's just for your face, and Mr. Walsh can punch three times in a row."

Louis has a handsome appearance and an excellent figure. He has infinite brilliance in the upper class of the Zerg. At this moment, there are two bruises on his face, and he is gnashing his teeth. He said coldly: "One month, bet or not."

The friend couldn't help laughing: "If you really like Yunmeng's Heart, I can lend you a look. There's no need to bump an egg into a stone. The Tribunal is not just for show."

"Don't you dare?" Louis showed signs of becoming angry, and the friend said helplessly: "Okay, okay, but Louis, don't mess it up."

"Wait and see."

Mr. Lewis spoke arrogantly. He got up and left the restaurant, thinking on the way, thinking that he had used the wrong attitude. Mr. Walsh Jr. was not as soft and cute as he seemed, and a little bit of strength would not be beneficial.

That's simply to show the enemy's weakness and show off.

Louis has a competitive spirit beyond ordinary people, and even dares to face the high court directly. He has a plan to approach the male insects purposefully, so Mr. Walsh Jr., who lives at home, has had an extra visitor in recent days.

He never once granted a visit request,

Through the home robot, the male saw the female standing outside the door. The female was wearing the navy blue military uniform of the Jagged Legion today. She was very resolute and beautiful, standing at the door in an orderly manner.

Walsh remembered the female who was still wearing the traditional Zerg costume the day before yesterday. He frowned and was a little confused, but soon, he lost interest and buried himself in the pile of books.

But Mr. Walsh can’t stay at home all the time. He also has corresponding social needs. Before going out, Walsh took a video with a home robot and submitted it to the trial court. He looked at the pendulum. Five minutes later, the female insect at the door took over He made a phone call, then ran into the grass beside the road in a panic.

Mr. Walsh hooked his mouth in satisfaction when he saw the suspension car in the courtroom at the door.

But Mr. Lewis did not give up so easily.

He tried various methods, trying to strike up a conversation with Mr. Walsh Jr. when he went out, but Mr. Walsh was completely unmoved, and even became more and more defensive. Often, Louis was still smiling just a second ago. He sent flowers and tea, and was scared away by the car of the court in the next second.

Little Mr. Walsh watched the female worm flee to the back with no demeanor, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, then frowned, touched the position of the heart strangely, and showed a little more expression on his paralyzed face.

On the last day of the month, something happened of course, otherwise there would be no follow-up story, we can call it plot killing.

Coincidentally, that day was Mr. Walsh Jr.'s birthday. He went out as usual and took a ride to Pink Cake Shop.

Pink Cake Shop is the closest cake shop to Mr. Walsh Jr.'s home. It focuses on sweet and cute styles. Mr. Walsh, dressed in a black robe and wearing the same clothes as those attending a funeral, looks very out of place here. He stands in the shop I stayed at the door for a while, hesitating between taking a long way and walking into the store, and finally pushed open the store door.

The wind chime hanging on the door rang softly, and the Asian girl in a rabbit ear suit turned around cutely: "Welcome!"

"Excuse me, what do you need?" The sub-female was very enthusiastic, but because of the aura of getting out of the way because the males would not get close to others, they didn't know whether they should come forward.

Mr. Walsh stood in front of a pile of colorful cakes with an inscrutable face, frowning deeply.

"Excuse me, what do you need?" Ya female said cautiously.

Mr. Walsh was less sure: "A cake."

"What kind of cake?" Ya'e asked gently. Mr. Walsh glanced at him coldly, paused, and said firmly, "A cake."

"..."

Mr. Walsh finally bought the cake. Holding the paper box with the pink piggy in his arms, he returned to the villa on a suspension car.

Louis, who had been waiting for a long time, fell from the sky with flowers, fireworks, and an extremely handsome female. He prepared a huge surprise, but the male stared at him hanging in mid-air and talked for 5 minutes, with a blank expression on his face. Called the trial court.

Louis was going crazy, jumped off the balloon like a broken jar, and wanted to run away angrily, but probably because the props were arranged too hastily this time, the always chic Louis fell from the floating balloon down.

His physical fitness is very good, but not enough to achieve a perfect balance between maintaining his demeanor and breaking his leg, so Louis swept through many props, and finally landed on both feet, and his perfect attire became an unsuitable one. Mainstream junk.

The male's face was paralyzed, looking at the flushed Louis, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and after a delay, the suspension car of the trial court had already stopped not far away.

Little Walsh walked steadily past Louis who was full of anger, and finally fell to the ground. He opened the door, turned around suddenly, and said to Louis what he wanted to hear the most this month.

"Want to come in and sit?"

If so, Louis almost cried with joy, stood up hastily, followed Mr. Walsh Jr.'s footsteps gracefully, and glanced at the people in the courtroom by the way.

Catch me?It is impossible in this lifetime.

The Walsh family's villa is located on the tree-lined road. It is a typical Piforge style, with stone walls and small windows. It is simple and heavy, and the interior is dark and cool.

Louis stared at the back of the male's head. The male entered the door in an orderly manner, put down the cardboard box, took off his coat, and then turned to look at Louis. Louis immediately stood up straight.

The male worm nodded, "Sit."

Louis sat on the sofa obediently, like a cat in his heart, he couldn't help wondering why the male worm let go of his mouth suddenly, but Mr. Walsh Jr. was much calmer, he went upstairs to get a suit of clothes, went back to the living room, Pass it to the embarrassed guest and point out the location of the guest room.

After Louis went upstairs, Mr. Walsh looked at the clock and began to arrange the arrangement step by step, candles, cakes, dinner plates, for two.

He felt a little joy at the subtle difference, since Mr. Walsh Jr. and his partner died, Mr. Walsh Jr. had spent seven birthdays alone, and this year was his fourth as an adult.

Louis got dressed and went downstairs. What he saw was a pink piggy cake with a candle stuck on it. Mr. Walsh Jr. was sitting upright, fiddling with the pink pig ear headdress with a paralyzed face, as if he didn't know how to use it.

In the dark hall, there was a burning candle. The male worm did not turn on the light. The candle flame was blown to and fro by the wind, and Louis felt a thump in his heart.

Louis paused subtly, and then walked to the other end of the table, which was obviously reserved for him.

"Do you want to wear this?" Louis asked cautiously. The male worm looked at him coldly, but his tone was puzzled: "Wear it?"

Louis simply picked up the other pair of pig ears and put them on his own head. The male showed a dazed expression, but he seemed a little tangled, as if something unexpected had happened.

In the end, Mr. Walsh put on pig ears, then clasped his hands and stared at Louis expressionlessly.

The hairs all over Louis' body stood up, racking his brains to figure out what the male worm meant. He swore that his brain had never been so bright in his life, and it was almost a blessing to his heart. He blurted out a happy birthday song.

The male's brows and eyes were shrouded in warm candlelight, showing a gentle expression like melting ice and snow, his pale lips were slightly raised, he clasped his palms together as if satisfied, and closed his eyes.

Louis let out a long breath, let go of his clenched hands, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The atmosphere relaxed, and Louis made close little by little. The male ate the cake with his handsome face paralyzed, and occasionally nodded in response to the female. Louis breathed a sigh of relief, and began to rack his brains to figure out how to achieve his goal.

But thinking of the hardships of this month, Louis felt shameful, and simply ate cake with the male worm.

When the last bit of cream was wiped out, Mr. Walsh Jr. stood up, turned on the light, and stood there frowning, thinking of the present that his father had given him, the birthday present that he had never opened.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened the cabinet, staring at the colorful paper box in a daze, Louis' voice sounded behind him, and he said shyly, "I'm really sorry, I couldn't prepare a gift for you."

Little Walsh glanced back at him. Louis was baffled by the look and was still a little afraid to move. The male turned back and firmly opened the carton.

A bottle of wine tied with a big bow.

Mr. Walsh Jr. invited his guests to share with him.

Both worms didn't pay much attention to the alcohol content, so it was inevitable that they drank too much. Louis had a lot of fun, and his alcohol capacity was much better. Mr. Walsh's exposure to wine so far was limited to polite sips during toasts at banquets.

Louis took away Mr. Walsh Jr.'s wine glass, and Mr. Walsh Jr. sat there in a daze, with mosquito-coil coils waving in his eyes.

"My lord?" Louis remembered his evil plan, and waved his five fingers in front of little Walsh: "What is this?"

Little Walsh was expressionless and hiccupped.

Louis raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his head, adjusted the position of the terminal for shooting, and said in a seductive tone, "Can you kiss me?"

The male stared blankly at Louis, with a very serious expression on his face, but his eyes were still blurred, and he muttered, "You can't kiss casually."

Totally unafraid of death, Louis pleaded: "Please."

"No."

"Just as I'm asking you."

"Do not."

"My lord, please."

The male finally stared into Louis' eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "Okay."

He shook hands a little cautiously, leaned over slowly, and kissed Louis, but not on the cheek, but on the lips.

The successful Louis suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, persuaded the male to rest earlier, and then politely offered his farewell. The male's cheeks were slightly red, especially on his pale complexion. He nodded. Louis was overjoyed, holding the terminal out the door of the Walsh house.

Then he sent a letter to Walsh explaining what happened, promised compensation, and disappeared, so Mr. Walsh Jr. came to the door.

Knowing that he was in trouble, Louis simply agreed to the marriage arranged by the family and got engaged to a male with a gold medal. He didn't take Walsh seriously, but he didn't dare to see that male again.

So the male began to look for his traces. In the alliance where every move of the males was closely watched, his behavior of chasing the females was widely publicized and became the laughing stock of the males.

On the day Louis and Donald got engaged, the male appeared at the banquet wearing a black robe.

No one would block his identity, but with the gathering of celebrities and dignitaries, that poor and ridiculous guy naturally became a talking point.

But he looked ignorant and stood there in a daze.

He didn't know when he put on the glasses, and Louis couldn't see his expression clearly. On that day, he had a fit of compassion, and when he learned that Walsh wanted to talk to him, he followed him out of the banquet.

Then he was stunned by the well-prepared Walsh, and he was packaged in an orderly manner to a remote planet, and began a life of captivity that lasted for five years.

Louis doesn't want to recall that time.

Arguing, insulting, resisting, the male insects accepted them all in an orderly manner, and there was no expression on that paralyzed face other than coldness.

He began to stumble and learn to take care of himself and Louis' daily life, and how to change the chain without being hurt by Louis. He would have sex/love with Louis, from the initial jerky to the future by leaps and bounds.

When he was free, the male would sit next to him in a daze most of the time, with no emotion in his black eyes.

Louis had an egg, and that was the period of time when he resisted the most. From conception to the birth of the egg, Louis had not spoken a word to the male, nor had he seen the egg.

Walsh was afraid that Louis would smash the egg, and Louis could answer that he was absolutely right.

He thought that this kind of life would never end, and it became more and more boring, until one day, he got a chance to hide a terminal and dialed the number at home.

That was the day Louis was liberated and the time the male died, a bullet through the heart.

Snapped.

And an hour ago, the male worm sat in front of him fully dressed and kissed his lips. He didn't say anything, but his expression was extremely gentle.

"Goodbye."

He said something inexplicably, then turned and walked out of the room. An hour later, Louis heard the gunshot.

The author has something to say:

The author who is not doing business properly has a side story!

emm, after identification, maybe a little less sweet

That is the love story of Achilles' father and his female father, hehehe