imperfections

Chapter 152

Lu Bixing stared at him blankly, and even lost his mind in the blink of an eye.

Lin Jingheng's panic-stricken look made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that he had only seen all kinds of stinky faces in the three-dimensional photo album the night before.

Lin Jingheng's attitude towards enemies is ever-changing, and he will adjust at any time according to the role he plays; towards outsiders, he is a typical "Wotto-style" cold, lest others don't know that he is difficult to get close to; his attitude towards ordinary acquaintances is the most "good" , because he usually hides his emotions and anger, he appears to be quiet and emotionally stable; when dealing with his own people, he is more exposed to his bad nature.Lu Bixing counted. In Zhanlu’s three-dimensional photo album, there are 280 and nine small videos about Lin Jingheng, most of which are interviews or patrol diaries. Among them, in 56 videos, he communicates with the photographer, and the relationship is very close. 12 years old In the above videos, without exception, they all smirked impatiently.

However, what is strange is that in the past six months, Lin Jingheng has hardly lost her temper at him, never said harsh words, even the daily sarcasm like a mantra is restrained, and foul language is almost extinct—as if Lin Jingshu's space prison is a civilized etiquette training Ben, shutting the thorns in has made him civilized.If Lin Jingheng was rolled into a ball and then twisted hard, probably an ounce of patience could be barely squeezed out, not a drop was left, and it was all given to him.

"Let's not discuss the content of this morning's meeting in advance now," Lin Jingheng said in a lower voice, "Is there any difficulty or discomfort in your heart that you would rather tell that old idiot Harden than tell me? "

Lu Bixing inserted his hand into his hair, pushed his hair back, and ran his fingers through the cold hair. His heart, which was about to jump out of his chest, finally calmed down, and asked: "Then why did you steal it in your own house?" Listen?"

Lin Jingheng was not used to someone talking back when she lost her temper, so she was choked up for a while and was speechless.

Lu Bixing added: "Threatened the electronic housekeeper, climbed the windows, and used bugs... When you went to assassinate Yuan Yiren alone, did you mobilize so many people?"

Lin Jingheng was poked by this question, but unexpectedly did not get angry. He was silent for a while and asked, "Then can we skip Harden and the bug now?"

Lu Bixing leaned against the unknown instrument behind him. He didn't know where to start for a while. He looked up at the ceiling and found that the background color of the clock on the ceiling had begun to change with the light, which meant it was dawn. He stared at the constantly changing The chassis of the electronic clock, a few words suddenly and naturally blurted out.

"I want to go with you to a place where there is no one else, no rights and no obligations. Don't meet anyone, just you and me... You can practice how to make a pot of tea for people to drink. As for me, I don't like it. Doing housework, fortunately, the structure of household robots is very familiar, and I can assemble a few to do it for me.”

"That year, I proposed to seal the eighth galaxy. One was for safety, and the other was my delusion. If the eighth galaxy was sealed, you would never be able to leave. What about you, either because of the situation or because of habit? Looking at me, everyone hesitated, but there was no objection... Then the eighth galaxy was really closed, but you left me one by one. It took me a long time to realize that, in fact, you were not willing to do this at that time ,right?"

Lin Jingheng: "In fact, judging from the development of these years, it was a very wise choice to close the eighth galaxy..."

Lu Bixing interrupted him: "Didn't you say 'skip the bug and Dr. Harden', why are you here again?"

"...but emotionally, 'defecting the alliance' is not easy." Lin Jingheng rummaged through the boxes with great difficulty, and found a truth in the deepest part, "President Edward was appointed by the alliance, and he had illusions about Watto all his life. And Your father...had too many sad things, and the old Persian cat didn't express much later, but you have to know that when he was young, he was the first group of people in the eighth galaxy to muster up the courage to choose the alliance."

"What about you?"

"I graduated from Ulan Military Academy," Lin Jingheng paused, then said softly, "I have fought for the alliance for 30 years."

Lu Bixing said slowly: "So these years, when I think about those things in the middle of the night, sometimes I can't help but think, the twisted melon is not sweet, I want to force you to stay in the eighth galaxy, but you almost become a member of the alliance. My dad was guarding the entrance of the secret channel at that time, and he didn’t even have time to say a word to me. Edward died of Pope’s collapse in his middle age, and he never had time to see the alliance again. Is this because I insisted on going my own way? ..."

Lin Jingheng heard that his words were getting more and more out of line, so he interrupted him politely: "Yes, Mr. Lu has great powers, he is the core of the universe, and if there is a black hole outside the territory, you are the one who farted."

"..." Lu Bixing had no choice but to smile at him with a good temper, "For the past half a year, I have been forcing myself to speak nicely every day, but it has suffocated you, right?"

His eyes fell on Lin Jingheng's hand hanging on the side, and he grabbed that hand and fiddled with it back and forth: "I understand the truth, Jingheng. But one day, when you find that the things you want to promote in your heart are all according to you When your vision is realized, but the result is a huge irony, you will doubt yourself - am I wrong, am I asking for too much, is there something punishing me in the dark... this feeling you Don't you understand?"

Lin Jingheng was stunned, unable to speak - because he understood too well.

When he feigned death and escaped, thinking that everything was under control, and just when he felt that the time was ripe, the pirates from outside the domain flooded the eight major galaxies aggressively with a scale he could not imagine. The pirates rushed into the forest of steles to run wild, trampling the sacred hero's tomb into a ball of mud.The most powerless time in his life was when he received a video call from Penny in the abandoned supply station and watched her being swallowed by the missiles falling from the sky.

Lin Jingheng thought more than once, isn't this to punish his arrogance and arrogance?

Days and nights in the space prison, apart from wanting to run and Lu Bixing, Lin Jingheng only wanted Lin Jingshu.I can't think of anything useful, because they haven't seen each other seriously since they grew up, so until now, when I think of my sister, my mind is full of children who haven't grown up. How did they come to this point?Could it be that if he had been stronger back then, and hadn't made those so-called "safety" plans for her, and prevented her from marrying the management committee, these things wouldn't have happened?If it was him who was taken away by the management committee back then, it would have been fine if it wasn't Jingshu. He should have borne those shackles and pain, but if he was in a different place, his sister would probably not be like him if she took his place. Same screwed up everything.

Was it not to punish him for his self-righteousness?

Or, isn't this the price he paid for not keeping his promise to protect his sister, leaving her alone in the dark, and enjoying the carefree youth under Lu Xin's protection?

"Tell me..." Lu Bixing hesitated for a while, as if he didn't know what to call him, but then, as if in return for Lin Jingheng's rare frankness, he chose to tell the truth, "It's about General Lu Xin. Salutation, do you feel uncomfortable after hearing it?"

After hearing the conversation between him and Dr. Harden, Lin Jingheng felt uncomfortable, but she could calmly deal with it when she brought it up: "...Fortunately, I don't think Lu Xin would mind too much, after all, he doesn't know you either. .”

Lu Bixing: "Zhan Luli, most of the information about him has been deleted by you - this is what you and my dad discussed, when did you two decide to hide it from me?"

"...Ankelu first blocked the way, and then changed his face to show his favor."

"I want me to stay away from those old grievances, not to attract attention, and not to get involved with these complicated people and things." When Lu Bixing talked about these things at this time, he was not excited, and he didn't feel that his right to know was violated. On the contrary, he was very He nodded in understanding. In the past ten years, he has tasted all kinds of bitterness and sweetness, so he has understood too many people, such as Lin Jingheng, Cyclops, Chief Edward, Turan, Saturday, and even Woolf and Lin Jingshu.

"Lu Xin is a..." When Lin Jingheng said this, he couldn't go on, because he couldn't pick out a word to describe Lu Xin.

For him in his youth, Lu Xin was not only a powerful protector, he was more like a world, giving the anxious youth a corner to settle down.

After a while, he said in a restrained and objective tone, "The oath at the opening ceremony of Ulan College said, 'I will fight for the safety of life and property for every legal citizen of the alliance, regardless of men, women, or children, until Death', everyone says it, not everyone sticks to it, and he's the only person I know who sticks to it until he dies no matter what happens, no matter how much wronged and hurt he's been hurt."

His teacher failed to do it, and the once respectable old man stepped on another forked road by stepping on hundreds of millions of dead souls, and his descendants also failed to do it, and he is stuck between the Alliance and the eighth galaxy, not knowing where to go, His followers, except for those who were martyred early, are all up and down in power and struggle, and they will be completely different after decades.

"Zhanlu told me that you took him to General Lu's house that night, and almost cut yourself to pieces in the incomplete space field, and then they locked him in the medical cabin and secretly sent him back to Ulan The academy has been locked for a few days, and it will only be released when the dust settles." Lu Bixing asked suddenly, "Were you awake all the time?"

"There is anesthesia in the medical cabin. When I woke up, I was already in Ulan College...what?"

"Anaesthetic," Lu Bixing exhaled, gently pulled Lin Jingheng's hand, pulled him into his arms, and gently stroked down his spine, as if he was looking for the boy who broke his hand in the rainy night. The wound, he said, "It still hurts here, doesn't it? The aftereffects of improper use of anesthesia can be lifelong. I know, so do I."

Lin Jingheng was taken aback for a moment, and then came back to his senses. The place where his fingers were pressed seemed to be pierced by the point of a knife, and the sharp pain hit him like a tsunami, which made his back almost bend down.

16-year-old Lin Jingheng, Lu Bixing 16 years ago.

Lu Bixing, who struggled with an unfamiliar body on Gloria Star, vowed to conquer himself and space; Lin Jingheng, who failed to break through the barrier countless times in the space prison, and stared at the eighth sun like a demon every night.

The two of them seem to have followed each other's footsteps and walked a whole circle, looking at each other, seeing the traces of dust on each other's body, they seem to have known each other.

"How can I let you go?" Lu Bixing said softly, "I'm afraid...to get too close, to hold you too tightly, and it will hurt you. Can you cancel that one-way tracker? Because on this thing, I have to fight with myself countless times, and the wasted time is at least an hour, which is too self-consuming, and the work efficiency can't be seen."

"Who made you fight?"

"I can't...Because of selfish desires, become a hideous person."

I love you, not myself who wants to bind you in my hands.

Lin Jingheng put his arms around his waist, felt the long, choked breath, and glanced at the crystal ball on the window sill, he suddenly felt blessed, and blurted out: "Silver Ten Guards are very good in the eighth galaxy, leave the alliance Since then, I have been wandering around, and it took me more than 20 years to find such a place to stay. I heard that Thomas Young and your student who is not tall and old are about to get married. The Silver Ten Guardians are loyal to the Declaration of Freedom, and the eighth galaxy hides a The seed of a declaration of freedom, no matter how many times you shake it, in our opinion, its branches are dead, and only this seed has sprouted and grown up. They were incorporated into the eighth galaxy guard army without any objection. The eight galaxies... were attracted by you."

Lu Bixing tightened his fingers.

Lin Jingheng freed a hand and held his wrist wearing a personal terminal: "Have you really never used this to locate me?"

"……No."

"Then if one day, the alliance and the eighth galaxy run counter to each other, what purpose will you achieve, like Woolf...my teacher, to treat the two galaxies as useless and burn them?" Lin Jingheng sighed, "Chief, we believe in your character, so we decided to stay in the eighth galaxy. If there is a day of necessity, we believe that you will prevent unnecessary casualties, stand by your side, and we can come to a better ending more sexual."

Since Lin Jingheng's life, she has been decisive and self-willed. She arranges everything by herself and never discusses it with others.

Even if it is a relationship, it is a one-sided pet, a one-sided love.

It was the first time he withdrew his condescending face, walked off the stage, and said "We believe in you" to another person.

This seems to be the bow of the highest courtesy from the lone wolf.

Lu Bixing forgot to breathe for a while, his heart was beating almost to overload, and he said almost incoherently: "Do you believe me?"

"Otherwise? Just because I like you?" Lin Jingheng said, "Then I would have kidnapped you and kept you under my nose every day, so as not to go out and make trouble for me... Sigh..."

Lu Bixing turned his head sideways, trembling lips brushed his neck, the nerve endings on Lin Jingheng's neck were unevenly distributed, one side was scarred, and the sensation was very dull, probably just felt a little pain when bitten, but the other side was very sensitive You can't even touch it, just a little breath will make you tremble, he instinctively leaned back, but Lu Bixing held the back of his head, he asked without thinking: "Can I kiss you?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He is not a thin-skinned person, and it doesn't matter if he runs naked, it's just a skin anyway.

But the few words just now were really heart-pounding, and the heart and lungs were displayed all over the floor. The degree of shame far surpassed the little thing on the skin, so a little bit of shame turned into anger, and she rebuffed: "No, I didn't say I'm not angry. Alright, get out of here."

Lu Bixing honestly said "Oh", the next moment, he caught Lin Jingheng on a gravity training machine, and forcibly occupied his lips, teeth and breathing without any explanation. It was as if to pierce the thin skin, as if to eat him raw.

The heavy trust and heavy responsibility fell with a bang, and Dangdang fell rightfully on his shoulders, but it didn't make him breathless. Instead, it was like a pair of hard armor, propping up his scarred body and giving him strength. An unrivaled protection.

He was like a knight who was about to fall to his knees, but he had the courage to raise his sword again.