The leader of the cute army is a panda [Rebirth Interstellar]

General White really knew Xia Qi, such a guardian would not appear for many years.Whether as a soldier or as a man, he expressed admiration for such a person, and as a commander he couldn't avoid admiration.But if he was his daughter's marriage partner, the situation would be completely different.

Phoebe said "spend a lifetime together", she is only at this age, what does it mean to spend a lifetime together?Marriage is not a temporary passion. When two people have a deep bond, if one leaves early, what will the other do?He didn't want his daughter to find a soldier who would face danger at any time, let alone a guardian who was destined to have a short lifespan and a lifetime of illness.

But the words have been spoken, how can I take them back?

Phoebe would not give Dad a chance to go back on his words, and immediately bit the bullet: "You agree?! Dad, you are so kind, I love you the most! Mom, I love you too!"

Not to mention how many people can be included in her "favorite", seeing her daughter laughing through tears, the Whites looked at each other and smiled wryly at the same time, but they had no choice but to accept the reality.

They know their daughter too well, and Phoebe's performance will not turn back. As parents, after she chooses a difficult path, the only thing they can do is to support her and find ways to provide her with more protection.

By this time, the atmosphere had calmed down. The old couple and the young couple had some normal conversations when meeting their parents for the first time. Xia Qi and Phoebe were grateful to analyze themselves, talk about the past mental journey, and talk about the specific plans for the future. , so that the elders can rest assured of their feelings and abilities.

"You should have told us earlier." Thinking of the lies his daughter had told before, the fat old man was not angry, but felt distressed again.

"You always say that you want a really good supernatural being to be your son-in-law." Phoebe rubbed the corners of her eyes, embarrassed and aggrieved.

Admiral White was even more aggrieved. "The point is 'really excellent'! Many people with abilities are idiots, I'm afraid you will be coaxed away easily." But he didn't think about other situations. Shouldn't people with abilities find a person with abilities? Who knew Phoebe was so unconventional?Well, as expected of his daughter!The old man consoled himself.

After finishing the communication, Xia Qi hugged his girlfriend and sighed, "You have very good parents."

On the other side, as soon as the light screen went out, the fat old man hugged his wife and began to cry.Mrs. White comforted him at first, saying that the Guardian Syndrome was about to be overcome, that Xia Qi would become an ordinary person in the future, and the situation was not that bad. Later, seeing him crying non-stop, she gave him a slap impatiently. , things just passed away.

In the days when sadness and joy are mixed, anxiety and expectation coexist, time passes slowly and quickly.

Xiong Mao swung his legs like hot wheels and stepped into the office.The colleagues were all there, and they turned their heads to look at him with a smile. He made fun of himself, pulled out the chair and slumped in like a boneless one.

When doing these things, there is always a voice in his heart saying "this is not right".What's wrong?Is it wrong to step on the spot to go to work, or is it wrong to be enthusiastic and extroverted, or is it wrong to sit out of shape?What should he do?Getting up early and working late, rigid rules?

There was no answer after asking, so Xiong Mao ignored the voice and turned on the computer to work.The colleague on the left slid over the chair, and said mysteriously: "Hey, I heard that the big bosses of the core team are doing genetic research, do you think they would have collected our genes long ago, and done some extra-legal research? experiment of?"

Xiong Mao admired the scientific research workers in the institute since he was a child. He did not accept such slanderous guesses, and replied seriously: "They are scientists, and they have a bottom line. How could they collect genes in private without asking us to sign a consent form? Let alone doing illegal experiments."

"It's just a random guess. You have become much more cheerful during this time. I didn't expect you to be so serious in this regard." The colleague curled his lips and slid back to his desk.

"become"?That is to say, I was not like this before?What made me change?

Xiong Mao gave up futile thinking and devoted himself to work seriously.After a tiring day, he decided to treat himself and turned to an expensive imported fruit shop on the way home from get off work.

There's a new orange-red, thin-skinned fruit that they say is a specialty brought in from another continent.There is only a small stalk on the round fruit, and through the thin translucent skin, one can see the intricate and symmetrical silk threads inside.The fruit is expensive, and the store wants people to taste it but is reluctant to give it whole. The small fruit is cut into small pieces, and the orange-red juice accumulates in the jade-white dish. When you get close, you can smell a strong smell The sweet and sour taste is very attractive.

Xiong Mao couldn't move his eyes, his mouth was automatically salivating.Although the price was a bit high for him, he still decided to buy a few to go back and try.As soon as he got a fruit, the voice in his heart that he deliberately suppressed suddenly jumped out, repeating loudly, "This is not right, this is not right".

Severe pain exploded in his mind, Xiong Mao dropped the fruit and staggered back to the rental house.The small room was silent, and there was no sign of anyone else except him.In the overwhelming pain, Xiong Mao seemed to be domesticated by the voice in his heart, and he murmured: "This is wrong, this is wrong..."

The fruit shouldn't have appeared in his hands, but a pair of white and slender hands should have peeled it off for him; he shouldn't be the only one in the room, there should be a warm embrace waiting for him... What did I forget?Who has been forgotten by myself?

Who?

Who……

The bony panda opened his eyes, tears ran across the corners of the eyes and penetrated into the hair, and the temperature from hot to cold recalled his perception.

A pair of gentle hands wiped away his tears, and a hoarse and familiar voice asked, "What did you dream about? You cried when you fell asleep."

The panda opened its mouth, but did not make a sound. The next moment, he turned into a naked human being, with a shriveled and dull body, except for a pair of moist and bright eyes.

"I dreamed, I forgot about you." His voice was weak and broken, and it was breathless in the end, but the owner of those hands understood.

As if thinking of the scene in the dream, the sadness is still lingering, and the unfinished tears flowed out again.The person next to the bed wiped and wiped him patiently, pressing his thumbs on his temples, skin to skin, a stream of acidic heat flowed from the abdomen to the heart, and then rushed out of the eye sockets.

"Why are you rubbing more and more?" The man smiled helplessly, then pressed his broad forehead against his forehead, and sprayed warm breath on his lips.

"I am here."

You're back.

"Your disease is cured."

I am still in this world.

"There's nothing to worry about."

to be with you.

The four lips were pressed together, dry one after another, and then mixed with salt and astringency, gradually becoming moist.

Although Xiong Mao wanted to keep looking at Mo Qian, his body, which had just woken up and undergone an eager transformation, couldn't bear it, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.Only this time, the man knew he would wake up normally.

After carefully covering the young man with the quilt, Mo Qian walked out of the room.His stomach, which had been sleeping for a long time, was screaming fiercely with hunger, and he had to find something to eat.After a long journey and anxious waiting, only now did he really relax, and even his steps became light.

When Xiong Mao woke up again, Mo Qian was already by his side.The young man's spirit has improved a lot. His eyes touched his lover's face little by little, and finally confirmed that it was not the result of his tears. The parents have really gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and the lines on their faces have become deeper, as if they grow old in the blink of an eye. Dozens.

Xiong Mao raised his hand anxiously, but his weak arm fell back halfway.

"Don't worry, take your time." Mo Qian bent down, put his face in his palm, and rubbed against him with a smile.

"How long have I slept?"

"Soon, in less than five months, after Saromu got the original gene, he made a complete correction for you before waking you up. Now your body is fine, and you will be able to recover after a while." The man said The smile on the lips never stopped.

"Then why..." Xiong Mao was so distressed that he couldn't continue.

Seeing the young man's gaze on his face, Mo Qian had already found a reason not to make him feel so guilty, but what he said was the truth: "I went to your hometown, it's too far away, it's too far away. Space makes time pass faster on me, but I earn more. Not only have my abilities increased a lot, but I also saw the place you used to live in. Oh, it’s the place you used to live in now. .”

He said it lightly, but Xiong Mao knew that the truth would definitely not be that simple.Many days later, when Xiong Mao had the opportunity to talk about these days with other people, he finally heard from Phoebe what he looked like when he came back with the original gene.

"The Death God driving him is gone, and so is the light armor. The clothes on his body are like unearthed cultural relics, which shatter when touched, and his face is like a layer of dust. But when he comes out after taking a shower and changing clothes, the layer The dust is still there."

Xiong Mao will always remember this passage, and every time he thinks about it at night, he will turn around and hug the person next to him.

But at this moment, his mind was drawn by more things, and he asked eagerly: "My hometown? What does the place where I used to live look like now?"

Seeing that what he deliberately mentioned had achieved his goal, Mo Qian breathed a sigh of relief, shook his hand and replied: "Your hometown, the earth, is a beautiful planet."

When the name came out, Xiong Mao was stiff all over.Mo Qian could imagine his shock, so he held his big palm harder, and before he asked, he took the initiative to introduce what he saw, heard, and thought.

Listening to the man talking about the planet he went to, the natural environment, technological level, people's life, and modern history, Xiong Mao was too shocked to speak.The earth in Mo Qian's mouth is both familiar and strange, familiar because it is indeed his hometown, and strange because this home planet has rotated for more than 400 years after his death in his previous life.

From 2035 to 2451.Traveling through more than four hundred years and across two galaxies, he had two completely different lives, experienced two growths, and learned about love.

Now, the most important person who connected his two separated lives blamed him in an affectionate tone: "Why don't you tell me that you are from the earth and you like to be my child?"