【Lu Lin】Sight, please watch me

13.

After Xiaolu Bixing was six years old, he started the basic education of the Garden of Eden once a month. Layers of systematic knowledge were injected into the child's brain through the Garden of Eden, and the nerve cells were continuously stimulated for mechanical memory, forming a semi-permanent memory. The basic knowledge is divided into [-] transmission until Lu Bixing was ten years old.

He has been alone in the Lu Mansion for the past few years, with nothing to do, he has studied the basic theory of mechas, and he can know where the knowledge is about when he closes his eyes. By the way, he gave Lin Jingheng a few games The simulation mecha was disassembled inside and out, and then modified the thing by himself, put it back together by himself, and tried to install a self-made spirit net on it.

Zhanlu monitored in real time, and reported to Lu Xin before, and later also copied a copy to Lin Jingheng. Lin Jingheng was worried that he would be rebounded by the "shoddy" spiritual network, and kept asking Zhanlu to release interference.

Major General Lin has no vacation, and the statutory holidays of the first galaxy have nothing to do with him. After all, pirates don’t take vacations. He is almost always stationed in Silver Fortress. He saves up all the vacations in a year like a miser. , Go privately and see Lin Jingshu walk away for a day, and then go home for a few days one after another, and stay with that kid for a few hours. After the end, he will become that invulnerable Major General Lin again.

What's more, the little ghost has grown up, with extraordinary destructive power, and his face is getting thicker and thicker. I don't know who he grew up after.

He was truly destructive.

Lin Jingheng suddenly received a notice from the Air Traffic Control Association, because Lu Xin was stationed in the eighth galaxy, and Professor Muller went out to give a lecture in the third galaxy. As the nearest "second guardian" - appointed by Xiao Lu Bixing, he came to the sky Regulatory Association.

As soon as he entered the door, someone gave him a military salute, and then took him into a room. Lu Bixing sat on a camp bed in the room, shaking his legs from time to time.

Lu Bixing, the son of General Lu Xin, has become famous in Votto since then, because he modified the simulated mecha himself, not only that, he also changed the simulated mecha into a real one, and even drove it into the sky!

Vottolian's orbit and height in the sky were strictly unified, and the little mecha wobbled up to the sky before being aimed at by countless particle cannons.

After repeated warnings, the other party still did not land. The artificial intelligence regarded him as a violation of the traffic regulations of the capital of the first galaxy, Xingwoto, and regarded the modified mecha as an illegal mecha, and used a laser superimposed particle cannon to force the other party to land.

While sending an alarm to Lin Jingheng, Zhan Lu expressed his admiration for the young master's move—the modified little mech gave up the design of the spirit net, and it turned out to be manual!

However, all machines are appendages under the super artificial intelligence. Zhanlu sent a warning to Xiaolu Bixing, connected to the spare interface of the mecha, forcibly took over the control authority, and independently invaded the artificial intelligence under the jurisdiction of Voto Traffic Security. An accidental injury was avoided.

But afterwards, the flaxen-haired artificial intelligence and Xiaolu Bixing were "invited" to the Control Association, waiting for their relatives to claim them.

"elder brother!"

Seeing Lin Jingheng, Xiao Lu Bixing jumped off the camp bed and wanted to get close to him, but he grasped the corner of his clothes knowingly, and wiped the sweat from his hands nervously: "Brother... am I disturbing your work?" gone?"

Zhan Lu was attached to Lin Jingheng's shoulder. Lu Bixing didn't understand why Zhan Lu turned into a mechanical hand, but he still said hello: "Zhan Lu...I'm sorry."

"No, master, to a certain extent, you are a genius in designing the mecha frame." Zhan Lu said that he didn't care.

It was Lin Jingheng who glanced at him and motioned him to follow, "To a certain extent, you are also a genius at making trouble."

Lu Bixing knew that he wasn't angry, so he just stuck out his tongue and quietly raised one of his eyebrows.

The elder brother obviously came directly from the Silver Fortress, and he didn't even have time to change out of his military uniform. He is tall and tall, and his already straight military uniform fits him perfectly, almost exuding an indifference and majesty that Lu Bixing can't touch , he is now in front of outsiders, his eyebrows are slightly raised at an angle, his eyes are sharply examining the people in front of him, and he is very tense.

He quickly followed Lin Jingheng, reached out to hold his hand, but he shook it backwards and let go.

Lu Bixing was not surprised by this, because his elder brother never showed affection to him in front of outsiders, and was often impatient or serious. He understood why and was willing to cooperate.

Sure enough, the headline of the next day's Wotto Daily was that Lin Jingheng and Lu Xin's biological son had a disagreement, and was promoted to Lin Jingheng and Lu Xin, and even the political and military autonomy conflict between the Silver Fortress and the Eighth Galaxy.

Slandering the funny nature of Woto Daily, Lu Bixing drank the warm milk Lin Jingheng gave him, stuffed breakfast into his stomach, crossed out the daily newspaper on his personal terminal, and slapped his legs carelessly. He tilted up the coffee table, turned over again, rolled his legs around the coffee table, and just landed on Lin Jingheng's lap, and called brother.

Lin Jingheng raised her eyelids after taking care of the nutrient cream, "Sit down or not."

"Brother, are you on vacation today?"

Lin Jingheng didn't want to answer such an idiotic question, Zhan Lu said in a timely manner: "Mr. has asked for two days off and wants to accompany you."

"Shut up, Zhanlu." Lin Jingheng turned his face and refused to recognize what he had said, "Just looking at you, don't let you mess up again."

Lu Bixing pursed his lips, climbed up the pole so that he put his legs on it, shook his feet and complained in dissatisfaction: "Brother, since I started receiving Eden education, from six to ten years old, I have only seen you in four years. You have twelve meetings, four times are private birthdays, six times are the times you go home, and two times are the social balls of the Military Commission, and you ran away after only showing your face!"

"I'm not as milky as I was when I was a child, so my brother doesn't like it?"

After hearing this, Lin Jingheng became more and more sure that yesterday's "accident" was carefully planned by someone, and she specially picked a day when Professor Muller was not in the college, probably just to see herself as a baby.

The child in front of him is already ten years old, he has already put on the milky look, he has the feeling of a teenager, and he is unexpectedly full of energy. Votto is not an area where people can move freely, so he goes to various places every day. Visiting various museums and art academies, or reading those obscure and difficult professional books that he should not read at his age, his only hobby is to dismantle them and restore them.

On the surface, I am not so tired, but I don't know why, but in private, I am getting more and more tired. She is very coquettish, and she always expresses her miss clearly.

He is Lu Xin's biological son. He looks like Lu Xin and has a similar personality. Maybe he will take a road of no return in the future. Lin Jingheng deliberately keeps a distance from him in front of outsiders, creating sparks of constant friction , Let the management committee and the military committee believe that Lu Xin is just a foster person to him, and that kind of friendship can't even be compared with "adopted father and adopted son".

Naturally, he can no longer treat Lu Bixing as that child who doesn't understand anything... and approach and yearn for it, because this child not only understands everything, but also knows a little bit more. He understands those complicated disputes at a young age. Act with yourself in front of the camera.

During those two ballroom parties of the Military Commission, he left when he showed up, just because he didn’t want Lu Bixing to get bored and let others discover their intimate relationship. He didn’t expect that kid in a small uniform to hold a glass of juice, under so many cameras, He ran over and offered a toast to himself——the kid even said in a son-in-law tone: "Major General, you are so dazzling."

In the evening daily newspaper that day, it was speculated that the relationship between the two of them was not good in private, and that they could not even maintain a superficial brotherhood. The real meaning of that sentence was—"Major General, you are really an eyesore."

Lin Jingheng sometimes thinks that he is really too precocious, which makes people worry, but when he gets home, he is still the little Lu who must do it. He doesn't even bother to maintain the surface, and he just keeps calling "brother", which makes people feel soft. Deliberately alienate it.

"No." He sighed in his heart, and manually took the two legs off his body: "Are you free to do today?"

"Brother, I stay at home every day, what can I do? I'm almost moldy." Lu Bixing complained, "I'm in my teenage years, and my body and mind are developing rapidly, can you go home more and care about me? Dad comes back more frequently than you."

Lin Jingheng laughed, her tight eyebrows seemed to gently droop her tail, "He is your father, and I am your brother."

"Can't my brother care about me a little more than my father?" Lu Bixing sighed pretendingly, "As expected, Bixing is not cute, my brother doesn't like it anymore."

Lin Jingheng wanted to refute, but felt something was wrong, even more wrong to agree, so she had no choice but to say nothing.

14.

That night, in a daze, it seemed that someone pushed open his door, and with a soft "creak", the visitor came cautiously.

Lin Jingheng was very alert and woke up all of a sudden, her eyes were closed and she didn't move.

It is Lu Bixing.He thought, let's see what tricks he can come up with at night.

In the end, the child just tiptoed to his bed and tried to push himself. Lin Jingheng deliberately didn't move, and didn't move a single crack.

The surroundings were quiet for a while, as if they were thinking about countermeasures.

"elder brother."

Lin Jingheng felt his breath approaching, the child seemed to bend down, and whispered in his ear: "Brother..."

In the quiet night, the child's thin voice seemed to tremble a little, with a strange ending. Lin Jingheng pulled her heart and opened her eyes: "What's wrong?"

The child in front of him was wrapped in a quilt, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands, leaning on the side of his bed in fear, and holding his brother's hand out of the quilt: "I'm having a nightmare..."

The fragility of the young boy was spread into a soft quilt, which wrapped Major General Lin.

He was also afraid before, frightened by that weird book, but he was coaxed by Lu Xin at that time.

This brat, why is he afraid? No one can coax him except himself.

Lin Jingheng resigned to his fate and moved his position, lifted the quilt, and patted his own bed. It seemed that he felt that it was too hard, and adjusted the comfort level and softness level for him: "You are ten years old, just this time, and this is not an example. "

The man in front of him has broad shoulders, maybe not very thick, but he feels very secure. Constantly controlling his diet and body fat has left him with a perfect figure, and the scar left by the first battle is savage from his neck. All the way down, submerged into his pajama pants.

But... my brother sleeps without a shirt on.

Lu Bixing moved his foot, didn't move, he didn't dare to drill into his shirtless brother, he saw it when the stitches were tight, and he didn't mind the usual casualness, but such a casual brother... seems to be private, not in Lu Bixing showed it in front of him.

And the man didn't seem to notice anything wrong, seeing him standing sluggishly by the bed, he thought he was frightened by a nightmare, so he stretched out his hand and dragged the boy onto the bed, threw his quilt away, and stuffed it into his own , while asking: "Is it cold?"

"No...not cold."

My brother's quilt is warmer than my own.

He regained his composure, and wrapped his hands and feet around Lin Jingheng's body, annoying him, Lin Jingheng lightly patted him on the back, and slowed down his voice to reprimand softly: "Why don't you sleep at night, go to bed quickly. "

In an instant, those entangled ghosts, ugly monsters, and terrifying screams in the dream disappeared in an instant. The tall man hugged him, gently patted him on the back, and coaxed him to sleep.

"Brother... good night."

"Good night, go to sleep." Lin Jingheng rolled his eyelids, imitating Lu Xin who once comforted him, pushed aside the boy's hair in front of him, and printed his lips on his forehead: "Don't be afraid."

He added: "I'm here."

He's here so there will be no nightmares.

Lu Bixing's heart was beating fast, and his ears were almost ringing. He felt the heat from his brother stiffly for a while, and then half-trying, he arched his head into his embrace.

Brother did not refuse.

So, he heard the sound of his brother's heartbeat, together with his own, it was like a shocking duet.