Chapter 137: You picked it from the trash can

Lu Bixing clasped his personal terminal lightly, remained silent for a moment, and looked back from a brief moment, his gaze fixed on one point, and he narrowed his lips slightly.
It was a thoughtful look.
Lin Jingheng was clearly the aggressive character, but holding on to the expression on the other side, for a moment, he felt nervous.
Lin Jingheng is cold and cunning by nature. When necessary, he can play a lot of roles, and he can also cure the disease. He can cheat old Harden for 14 years and not be able to recover. He once wore a thousand layers of camouflage, but for years he hasn't cut off one. Because since Lu Xin's death, he can no longer draw a sense of security from anyone--
If his comrades ca n’t, they all rely on him and take him as the backbone. The backbone must always be poked straight there; if the elders do n’t, Lu Xin wo n’t die unclearly if they do; the only relative is separated from him by 100,000 light years. It ’s so far, that almost all soldiers are facing each other; even Lu Bixing is not good. Lu Bixing was too young and was too beautiful in his eyes. It is the treasure he holds in his palm.
Too precious treasures can not bring a sense of security, but can only increase anxiety.
Therefore, out of his instinct for self-protection, he has always doubted everything for years, and has always stood still. He never reveals his feelings and never discusses his thoughts with others.
Lin Jingheng was born and dead for decades, but at this moment, he was the most time to go out.
He gave everything he could.
"Don't do this," Lu Bixing remained silent for a while, unfolded his personal terminal, and shut down the process. He said in a soft and gentle voice, "I won't use this ... what do you think of you?"
The words were good. The gentle ironing made people soft, but Lin Jingheng's heart suddenly fell down.
"Okay, I have something to ask-I remember when Zhanlu was just repaired, he told me that because the secret channel was leaked, the ambush blew up the jump point, the command ship was blown up, and the main body of Zhanlu was blown up. It was also burned in the explosion. I guess, when the command ship exploded, he should become an emergency ecological cabin. "When Lu Bixing said this, his tone was smooth and his words were calm. There was no unconscious stumbling and ambiguity when ordinary people spoke. Listen As a result, he must be very proficient in impromptu speech, but the whole person still looks very tense, because he is constantly rubbing his hands, as if always dissatisfied with the temperature of these hands, "the protection capacity of the ecological cabin is limited. In the shock wave of energy, the deformed material will soon be deactivated, and the host will be burned because of overheating ... right? At that time, were you injured? Is it heavy? "
Lin Jingheng looked at him deeply.
Lu Bixing continued to ask: "Have you ever checked with a reliable doctor, will there be hidden health hazards?"
Lin Jingheng thought to himself: The hidden dangers of having a chip on yourself are great.
The anger on his face flashed, and then he forcibly suppressed: "I don't think you want to ask this."
"I just want to know this, and I only care about it," Lu Bixing gently leaned back, deliberately relaxed his tight back, and smiled at him. "Of course, the alliance situation is also important, but this is not a personal issue. We can stay in the meeting room and say. "
The other half of Lin Jingheng's heart also began to sink.
He thought: you do n’t want to question me, since you know that the heart of roses has a natural wormhole area, why did n’t you try to come back in sixteen years, even if you send a message to the eighth galaxy? You don't want to know where I went with the Silver Ten Guards. Who was the enemy and the friend? Do you still remember the alliance and will you leave the eighth galaxy again in the future? Don't you want to know if I have changed my mind in the past 16 years? You don't even want to know why I deleted Zhan Luli's data and concealed your true life? Don't you even want to talk to me ... Aggrieved by these years?
Suddenly, Lin Jingheng had a sense of familiarity, because he found that he always seemed to have the same attitude towards Lu Bixing-I didn't ask you anything, I just loved you as much as I could, don't give back, don't promise, Not even the future.
Although the way of expression is different on the surface, but inside is exactly the same, Lin Jingheng looked at him at this time, feeling like he was looking into a mirror.
Few people are injured because of "dedication", and the wounds often come from the loss of desire.
Lu Bixing used to be like a leather monkey jumping up and down. He didn't care about touching and rolling. He also suffered injuries, but those wounds always healed quickly, and finally he didn't hurt his muscles and bones. Dare to try. But in the past 16 years, he almost split him into two halves, struggling with a sigh of relief to the present, and finally he was in pain and knew that he was afraid.
These destinies are like a reincarnation.
Lin Jingheng suddenly stood up, almost unable to maintain his expression.
Lu Bixing hurriedly grabbed him: "Lin, wait! Hold on, you let me say ..."
In recent years, Lu Bixing has seen people talk, talk about ghosts, and benevolent, flattened the eighth galaxy of the civil war. Those politicians with a secret mind glanced over, and he had to immediately judge what the other party wanted. As for falling into the downwind, he is obviously smoother than the young man who could only jump on the high platform to irrigate chicken soup.
But he didn't know what was going on. He actually played abnormally again and again in front of Lin Jingheng.
He tried very hard to pretend that nothing had happened, and to get along with each other in the old way, but nothing was right, he felt that he was like a poor imitation, Handan walked, and learned himself into a Shaky lame man.
"I ..." Lu Bixing remained silent for a while, but in a hurry, he uttered a difficult sentence, "All these years, do you miss me?"
Lin Jingheng looked down at him, and Lu Bixing loosened his hands like he was burnt—he saw Lin Jingheng's eyes red.
"I ... when I'm not at work at night, I occasionally climb to the top of a building to watch the stars." Lin Jingheng is not a speaker, and his style is short and indifferent. It ’s irrational,
Although the transition point has blown up, light can still pass through. I ’m on an unknown asteroid in the sixth galaxy. The asteroid revolution cycle is not a standard Voter year. I spent 14 years there. On average, there are about ten months in a year, and the eighth sun can be seen on the roof of the building ... although the naked eye can only see the eighth galaxy long ago. "
"I think what you are doing. Imagine when the star light of the eighth sun fell into my eyes, did it ever pass through you, and if there is such a beam of light, when it passes through you, I still I do n’t know you.
Once you opened your head, the later words seemed easier than expected, and Lin Jingheng ’s words were smoother.
I think you may be sad at first and you may not accept it, but the one-eyed eagle and the chief will always take care of you and one-eyed Eagles can't do anything else, this thing has been done with a clear eye. I think ... maybe three or five years, I almost forgot about this passer-by. When I think of it, sometimes I regret it is not good enough for you, sometimes It ’s right to think it ’s not good enough, I ’m afraid you ’re going too far.

Lu Bixing murmured: "Why are you on an unknown planet in the sixth galaxy?"
Lin Jingheng was silent for a while: "I won't tell you today. I answer you two questions every day, because you said a few boring nonsense today, and punished you for a chance."
Lu Bixing: "..."
"If you think about it tomorrow, please come and ask me." Lin Jingheng said, but he really hardened his heart, stood up and walked away. "I went out to see a person, talked to Turan and they talked, you know how to find me."
Be patient, Lin Jingheng said to himself, take it slowly, it will always be okay.
Lu Bixing followed him a few steps subconsciously, returned to God, and stood still hesitantly.
"That's right," just when Zhan Lu, the robotic hand, had poked at the door and was about to open the door handle for him, Lin Jingheng turned his head. "Give me Zhan Lu's permission, a higher level, in any case He shut up. "
The chameleon Zhanlu came over and poked "back of hand" and said dryly, "It's a pity you say so, sir, I love you so much, like honey."
After listening to this confession, Lin Jingheng said ruthlessly to "Honey": "Get away."
Lu Bixing coughed awkwardly: "... I immediately banned him from capturing unknown reading at will."
General LinBecause he was very poor when he came back, he had only a shirt on his body, and he had torn Mr. Lu, so he just had to drop by Lu Bixing in a formal dress hanging on the outside of the dry-cleaning machine. He was dressed like a killer in a black dress. , Wu Wushuang went out.
Lu Bixing's fingers trembled. When Lin Jingheng left his field of vision, he had a strong desire to immediately pull out the one-way positioning in his personal terminal and stared at Lin Jingheng.
But this cannot be the case.
Lu Bixing pressed his tongue against his upper teeth, calmed down for five seconds, and deliberately diverted his attention, asking Zhan Lu: "Where do you look?"
Zhan Lu replied, "Principal Lu, I quote the books in your personal terminal."
Lu Bixing: "..."
Is it possible to defame the owner with high autonomy?
One finger of Zhanlu's index finger in the form of a robotic hand, Lu Bixing's personal terminal popped up automatically. After a while, a master's own essay that he had long forgotten jumped out, called "The Story You Know".
It's a set of little yellow texts.
Lu Bixing remembered that the students still have the habit of borrowing books from him, and they were sweating coldly, trying to delete the evidence: "This can be turned out by you ... No, what are you doing about this? Is it a virus? ? "
"I didn't read it," Zhan Lu replied, "This is what you read to your husband when you were fishing in the eco-cabin outside of Beijing's beta star. When I was asleep, the eco-cabin system automatically recorded your reading. "
Lu must walk for a while.
A vague, long-term memory emerged, and Lu Bixing remembered the book.
There is a story in which a that has not existed in the history of religion has been coined, and fell into the hands of the devil. The demon has many avatars. Each avatar represents a different evil. Together, they profane God. The writing is very rough and reveals a Ridiculous and gloomy colors.
Lu Bixing suddenly followed Zhanlu's words and remembered one of them--
"He knelt in front of his flawless body, buried his head humblely, kissed God's ankle, and said madly in his mouth," I love you so much, like honey, I am a believer kneeling down, like You stretch out countless pairs of dirty hands in hopes of salvation '"... it is more indescribable later.
This section of Lu Bixing was particularly impressed. Zhan Lu gave him a hint, and he remembered it, because Lin Jingheng in the ecological cabin was inexplicably coincided with the idol image described in the story. The subject caught his eyes open.
It's not easy to forget such a shameful moment.
This shake, more than twenty years.
The light of the eighth sun may have just reached distant alien galaxies, and the world has been upside down several times in turbulence.
The chameleon and the manipulator tilted their heads together and looked at the corner of the long and taut mouth, moving slightly, revealing a smile that was stunned and missed, very shallow, and fleeting.
But that's true.
He traced the light traveling outside the galaxy and finally glanced back.
Lu Bixing dragged back the shattered file, stored it securely, extended a finger, and clicked on Zhanlu, warning him: "Delete your records. Do you want to be banned for life?"
This world is really not fair to artificial intelligence.
Lin Jingheng went to the Galaxy City Base, took a look at his old man, and asked Turan to take him to the cemetery.
Turan kept her short hair, but regained her two "tentacles", which seemed to be a bit more stable and more stable than sixteen years ago.
"General, is President Lu really the son of General Lu Xin?"
"Um." Lin Jingheng nodded.
"You already knew?"
"I've known for a long time," Lin Jingheng said, "I asked Zhan Lu to delete the relevant information, but he didn't expect to be pulled out by him."
Turan thought for a while, and said a little inexplicably, "What about a good Gao Leng male god, General? Why do you even eat grass around the nest, and delete the genetic comparison data of others secretly?"
Lin Jingheng: "..."
Turan worked very hard to make a very insignificant expression on him, but half of the insignificant collapsed, suddenly turned his head and wiped a tear.
"Captain of the Ninth Guard, getting better and better," Lin Jingheng said helplessly, "the hooligan made himself crying ... well."
Turan was speechless for a while, and Lin Jingheng had to wait for her in silence.
When Lin Jingheng walked away, the cemetery's ground had just been circled, and there were only a few isolated tombstones.
At present, the tombs can not be seen at a glance, and are neatly displayed in front of them, mostly traces of civil war.
"At that time, the economic ecology of the eighth galaxy was on the verge of collapse, and the chief executive was in desperation and accepted the loan terms from his neighbors," Lin Jingheng asked softly, "What happened then?"
"It really broke down later," Turan said. "The blast point exploded, the eighth galaxy was turbulent, and a large number of seven-galactic refugees poured in. This was even worse, starting with the conflict between refugees and locals, and then the nutritional crisis became urgent. Currency The system failed, and a large amount of electronic money was worthless. The smugglers were revived. When the boss was alive, he dismantled the east wall to fill the west wall. When he died, the president Lu was young. Except for the engineering department he brought out by himself, he couldn't hold back anything. People, one by one, the planet and the space station declared independence. At the worst time, we only had the Galaxy City base, and the base became the commander of the bare pole. Even the star of the star was in peril, and we depended on the point where the anti-Urui will stay in the base. Six months-each heavy armored belt is full of edible crops, and it is said that it is still a glorious tradition you have left. "
Lin Jingheng lit a cigarette and slowly walked along the path between the path and the cemetery.
"In that half of the year, we actually had arms in our hands, but President Lu was pressing and did not fight outwards. Arms were mainly used for defense." Turan said, "He said that he was unable to rebuild the order of the entire galaxy in a short time, so We first explored in a small area, and then expanded outward. Zhan Lu analyzed in detail the data of the Anti-Ukraine Expansion that was outside the region. Natural planets outside the region were not suitable for human survival. They developed a self-sufficient system in mechs. . We learned a bit and improved it. Later, we won the star and several satellites almost peacefully before we built the first military factory on Emma III. "
Turan said, grieved and turned into a beetle: "I'm just a vanguard commando, but the logistics also let me manage, the overall planning also allows me to manage, everything to let me manage, I am almost caught on fire It ’s gone. I do n’t want to be a general anymore. Even the pirates who made me a looter are better than I am now.

Pleasant assault on the assault pioneer Silver Ninth Guard became a garrison.
There was a ... who claimed to be weak in nature, always wanted to avoid fighting and conflict, and pretended that everything was good, and was involved in the civil war where the eighth galaxy killed each other. No one, like Lin Jingheng, easily gave in to him and helped him get the best of both worlds. He had to make countless choices, point the swordsman at countless people, walk between the endless graves, and temper an independence that dared to resist the Alliance Chamber. The total length of the galaxy.
Suddenly, Lin Jingheng stepped forward, and he saw a familiar person.
The one-eyed hawk has a thick nose, thin lips, a bit sharp chin, and close eyebrows. Coupled with a pair of non-mainstream squints, although the side face is very handsome, but when you look at the face from some angles, it ’s always a bit "I see you unhappy "Provocation means. The old Persian cat looked provocatively from the stone monument, as if still eager to try to scratch his paw.
The tombstone says his first name: one-eyed eagle, surnamed Lu (any name, I'm not Lu Luan-eye eagle).
It is said that in the personal registration information of his personal terminal, he wrote such a long list.
Below the epitaph, someone engraved two words at the bottom of his stele—distinct from the distance and frizzy lines. A person with a poor craftsmanship cut it with a knife—making his epitaph Answered.
"You picked it from the trash."
"Shit."