【Lu Lin】Sight, please watch me

18.

Lin Lieutenant General Lin was absent from Lu Bixing's birthday for the first time. On that day, Lu Bixing was 14 years old. He sat cross-legged on the ground alone, with a cake made by Zhanlu in front of him. Candlelight danced on the delicate cake.

The tall boy smiled and talked with Professor Muller through Zhanlu and General Lu Xin in the distance. After a while, the call was cut off.

Lu Bixing sat on the ground alone, staring at the cake with his legs propped up.

Mom and Dad are really good parents.he thinks.

No matter how busy Professor Muller is, he will go home at least once a week, fiddle with the flowers and plants carefully taken care of by Zhanlu, prepare a breakfast, and chat with his son.

Even General Lu Xin, who was stationed in the eighth galaxy, would go back at least twice a month, staying for a few days, using his pitiful artistic sense to destroy the flowers and plants carefully cared for by Zhanlu, and chatting with his son about military affairs And current affairs, care about the life of your own baby, even if you can't come back, you will often go home to answer the newsletter.

They even recruited several teachers from different fields to develop Lu Bixing's artistic skills after Lu Bixing was 12 years old, but Lu Bixing showed great interest and talent in mechs.

However, Lu Bixing didn't like the mecha at the beginning, but rather rejected it, because the mecha took away the brother he cared about the most.

But then he had to pay attention to it. He saw countless mechas were blown up in the war, and they were floating aimlessly in space for some reason.

When he was a child, he often imagined his brother being alone and helpless in the mecha, and just thinking about it gave him angina, so he had to start researching this behemoth.

My brother will need me.he thinks.

Later, when he grew up, he realized that the famous Lin Zhongjiang had the Silver Ten Guards, and even a whole Silver Three as his mecha nursing team.

He was suffocated for a while, and then the anger disappeared, because he could do better than Baiyinsan, so his brother didn't need Baiyinsan.

His thoughts were drifting aimlessly, when suddenly a reminder of special concern sounded on his personal terminal, and a message jumped out:

happy Birthday.

Forest.

He looked at that "Lin", and for some reason his heart suddenly beat violently.

Lin Jingheng didn't do it on purpose, he never came late for Lu Bixing's birthday, and he never refused his child's sweet kiss on his birthday. A week led the troops out.

Sure enough, I couldn't come back in time. This message came from Lin Jingheng eight hours ago. After going through countless transition points, it arrived at Lu Bixing's personal terminal.

Lu Bixing ate the cake by himself, then looked at the blueprint and saw that it was midnight, poured himself a glass of milk, and fell asleep.

Before going to bed, Zhanlu said to him: "Master, happy birthday, I wish you a sweet dream."

So he really dreamed.

As if he was in a time machine, the bizarre scene disappeared, and finally he stopped in front of a medical cabin.

He dreamed of Lin Jingheng and his twin sister when he was a child, dreamed of them growing up together, dreamed of their heartbreaking separation, he even wanted to step forward and hold Xiao Lin Jingheng to make him braver.

But he didn't, Lu Bixing had selfish intentions, because if he did, Lin Jingheng wouldn't be his brother anymore.

Then he dreamed that Lin Jingheng was growing up slowly, dreamed that Lu Xin and him were fighting each other, dreamed that he entered Wulan College, dreamed that 14-year-old Lin Jingheng was standing in front of a medical cabin, next to Lu Xin, the two showed the same helplessness expression.

Lu Bixing suddenly realized that the medical cabin was his newborn self.

Lu Bixing dreamed that Lin Jingheng grew up with the little boy, and with the greatest patience and gentleness in his life, he almost blatantly expressed his intimacy. He put all his life's feelings on that little boy.

Because he really has nothing to rely on.

Later he dreamed that Lin Jingheng entered the Baiyin Fortress, dreamed of the danger of the top military committee, dreamed that tens of thousands of people lifted him up high, exalted his strength and protection, and poked his spine with vicious needles, saying that he had a conspiracy, unreal.

In the end, he dreamed that Lin Jingheng was buried in the boundless gunfire in the vast universe, blowing himself up into a lonely firework, fleeting.

Lu Bixing woke up with a start. He walked through Lin Jingheng's life in the time of a dream, seeing his mental journey from his own perspective.

Just looking at it made his heart ache. His temple was as painful as a needle prick. When he opened his personal terminal, the special message was still on the top.

That "Lin" has been pulling his heartstrings, making his heart beat faster from time to time, and making his heart feel like a knife is twisting from time to time. I just feel that I can't wait to accept it instead. Don't touch him with all the darkness, and don't swallow the boundless universe. he.

Lu Bixing calmed down for a while, and called out, "Zhan Lu."

"Master, good morning. It's [-]:[-] Votto time. According to monitoring, your heart rate was too fast just now, and your body temperature was higher than usual, but you didn't have a fever. It is recommended that you lie flat to avoid pressing on your heart and causing adverse reactions. According to my analysis, you just had a nightmare."

Lu Bixing lay down as he said, and fell asleep after a while.

He really didn't have any more nightmares.

But he had another dream.

In his dream, he pushed open the door of his brother's room, and saw that his brother had just washed his hair, with only a bath towel tied around his waist, and the drops of water from his hair flowed down his neck, leaving his waist and abdomen, which outlined his strict self-discipline and maintained figure.

The complexion of the space general who has been fighting all the year round is almost pale, and there is a hideous scar on his body that snakes down from his neck and disappears into the bath towel.

The elder brother didn't care, he turned around, revealing his strong and beautiful waistline, and he entered his room by accident.

The elder brother patted the bed, and he obediently sat on it in a daze, not knowing what would happen next.

The elder brother looked at him condescendingly, half-smiling: What are you doing so dumb?never seen it?

He changed the subject and said, or do you like me so much that you are dumbfounded?

The man in the dream untied the bath towel around his waist, and sat directly on his lap, his gray eyes locked tightly on him, while bowing his head to kiss him, while unbuttoning his shirt, he said indistinctly: "It must be done, you Do you want me?

Do you want me.

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Lu Bixing was startled awake by the dream. He sat on the bed panting for 3 minutes, his brain buzzing, before he realized it was true.

In the dream, the man with gray eyes spoke his heart out.

Moreover, just now, in a dream, he lusted after his brother.

There is nothing to excuse and explain, because he is still stiff now, the lingering warmth in the dream is still there, he is still distracted, he has not taken his eyes away from the man in the dream, and the familiar magnetic voice is still in his ears wandering around.

"Zhanlu... check my physical condition."

"Good evening, master, it's 20:[-] in Votto time. It has been monitored that your heart rate has been too fast since [-] o'clock, and your hormones, dopamine, and norepinephrine secretion exceeded the average value, and you First real exposure to real sex, and I speculate that you've just had a dream about someone you've been interested in for a long time and are probably in the process of developing a sexual relationship that shouldn't occur until you're an adult." Zhanlu analyzed calmly and objectively, and gave pertinent advice: "I suggest you not to be nervous. People will encounter this situation at the age of fourteen to [-]. I am very glad that you have met the one you like. object."

……

All the charm in Lu Bixing's mind was lost by Zhanlu.

The obsessive object of the first erotic dream was my brother, and the hormone level can prove that it was not an accident.

Lu Bixing hugged his legs and sat on the bed to calm down until dawn.

19.

Lin Jingheng returned home a week later, got off her mecha and rushed back directly from the Silver Fortress. The adjutant hurriedly asked for leave.

He didn't say hello to Lu Bixing in advance, but he missed it.

It was already evening when Lu Bixing came back. He was holding the materials he brought back from Ulan College in his hand, and was thinking about how to share the news that he was admitted to Ulan College with everyone. When he opened the door, he saw the man wearing home clothes. Sitting on the sofa in the middle, he asked without raising his head, "Are you back?"

Lu Bixing was paralyzed by this simple sentence, and stood outside the door. He faltered for a long time before throwing away the information, walked behind the sofa, and stood behind Lin Jingheng a little helplessly.

Lin Jingheng raised her eyelids and gave him a strange look: "What are you doing?"

"nothing……"

The home clothes are very loose, and from Lu Bixing's perspective, he can see that his collarbone is a little lower, and his mind suddenly slammed, and he suddenly remembered the dream of that night.

—Do you want me?

After that night...he was always tangled and embarrassed, not knowing how to face his brother, and he didn't expect him to come back so soon.

It was so fast that he hadn't been able to adjust his mentality.

Lu Bixing blushed up to his neck, his head was so hot that it was almost smoking, Lin Jingheng put down the magazine in his hand, and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

He pretended to be reserved and sat here for a long time, waiting for Lu Bixing to come to him and take the initiative to find him. He didn't realize it until he was standing behind him.

The little boy has grown up, his 14th birthday has passed, time has stretched his skeleton, and he is now a teenager.

He is no longer the little one who clings to himself and calls him brother.

"Brother..." Lu Bixing bent down and wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind.

While pretending to be calm, my heart was already panicked.

What am I doing...I'm hugging him...God, will my brother find out, just hug him for a while, it doesn't matter...?Would it be unnatural...

Will my brother hate it?

Lin Jingheng felt relieved, she had no doubts about his nervousness at all, she just felt that the child had grown up and might be adjusting a new attitude to face herself.

Lu Bixing is indeed adjusting.

He approached cautiously, as if a rabbit was jumping wildly in his heart, approaching Lin Jingheng brought him a secret sense of satisfaction, his brother smelled very good, and his hair had just been washed, with the smell of home shampoo.

Now in front of him, for him, there is a brand new Lin Jingheng to face.

It was "Lin" who traveled thousands of miles and wanted to send him happy birthday.

Lin Jingheng, brother, this man.

Is his crush.

In an instant, all the tangled thoughts disappeared, all his bewilderment, all his struggles disappeared.

—Do you want me?

of course.

Lin Jingheng frowned slightly, and the boy's breath sprayed on his neck, causing dense slight tremors. He dodged a little, but the other party entangled him persistently: "Brother, did you just take a bath, did you just want to see me, did you want to see me?" Can you make up my birthday? It smells good, I like it so much..."

I really like you.Brother, I really like it.

I don't know when it started, this kind of love began to permeate the skin and penetrate into the chest cavity, buried deep in the body's instinct.

Lin Jingheng's brows loosened, and she muttered something to herself, then patted the place beside her helplessly: "Come here, cake."

Lu Bixing sat down obediently, and took two bites of the small cake brought back by Lin Jingheng. The strawberries and cream on the cake flowed down his internal organs, sweet to his heart.

"Birthday...Happy." Lin Jingheng raised his hand, stroking the child's curly hair hesitantly: "I didn't mean to..."

It was too difficult for him to say this, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

But Lu Bixing clung to him at this moment, and with the cream on his lips, he put a sweet kiss on his face with disgust on his face.

"I'm 14 years old, I can't grow up." Lin Jingheng helplessly wiped off the cream on her face, took out a piece of paper to wipe her hands in disgust, and Lu Bixing smiled from the side: "Lin...I'm very happy."

Lin Jingheng was shocked by the sound of "Lin".

Soft and youthful, it was the first time that Lu Bixing called him anything other than brother.

The warmth of the lips still remained on the cheeks, and suddenly became clear.

And that kiss that seems to be "not growing up" is the first kiss in Lu Bixing's life, marking the real beginning of his young love.

It's his real growth.

No longer the "brother" of the "brother".

But the suitor of "Lin".

Lu Bixing suddenly remembered what Zhanlu said before——

"But you and Young Master Lin are in love, and both of you have reached the legal age, and you have the intention in this regard, you can submit the relevant procedures to the Administration."

After repeatedly confirming the established fact that "I am actually the closest person to my brother", Lu Bi quickly accepted the fact that "I like my brother", and also used the extra time to formulate a long and arduous plan. "Chasing Forest Project".

Well, it's been a long and arduous project.