This Male Was Forced To Support His Family [Zerg]

There was a commotion at the entrance.

With the sight of all quarters, Randall appeared in a dark black officer's gown.

The swarm automatically gave up a passage, and at the end Alfried stood up and saluted him.

Randall untied the coat and handed it to the adjutant behind him, stepped forward slowly, with a smile on his face, and said to the second legion commander: "Privately, it doesn't have to be so formal."

He took off the white gloves one by one, handed his hands to Lu Chen, smiling to reminisce about the past: "Lieutenant General Lu, it's been a long time since I saw you, but it's hard for you to make a trip."

Lu Chen shook his hand: "It's rare for me to see you, Marshal Randall."

Randall smiled without saying a word, and looked at the male worm behind him: "Lieutenant Colonel Gu, come out to accompany the female to the dinner on the weekend?"

Gu Yu also brought out a good social etiquette for playing a small child, and had a few words with his immediate boss—it turns out that although he usually doesn't pay attention, he can do it perfectly when he wants to behave well.

Although Randall was respected as a marshal, he had always treated the officers underneath with a friendly attitude and an elegant conversation. He kept the distance from the high-ranking ones, but he was not too unfamiliar.

While he was talking, Randall's words suddenly stopped, his eyes stopped not far away when he heard that the marshal arrived on the scene, and he stuck his lips. The corners of his lips quickly returned to the original slightly curved arc, and his mouth was closed. The words continue to finish.

Meng Liu took the wine glass and walked forward.

Gu Yu greeted him and wished him a happy birthday. Meng Liu nodded, but his mind was obviously not in Gu Yu's place.

"Did you see it?" On the second-floor open-air balcony in the distance, Gu Xi played with the bunch of grapes in his hand. He didn't eat, but picked them round one by one into the plate.

"Yes, I see!" The delicate-looking Asian-female boy knelt on the sofa, lying on the balcony, "This lady finally came back, come, Gu Xi, you count, how many times is he coming back this year? "

After picking a bunch of grapes, Gu Xi slowly picked up another bunch, and said casually: "What's the deal with this, do you still count? This is the first time this year, apart from the male master's estrus period, he is doing something else. Reason to come back."

The Asian female boy peeped for a long while, and Fang fell back on the sofa like a discouraged ball: "I don’t look at it! Nothing to look at! When the female king came back, the male lord’s eyes grew on him, and he was so angry. Me!"

Gu Xi felt like Coke: "Fimes, what you are talking about is as if the female lord is absent, and the male lord can look at you more."

Femmes rolled around on the sofa a few times: "You are not allowed to dismantle my platform, Gu Xi! I don't care about me, anyway, the female lord is not there, and the male lord can still tell me something if she comes back. The hero avoids us like the plague!"

Gu Xi finished peeling a whole plate of grapes before clapping his hands with satisfaction: "What you said is something to tell you a few words-it means to warn you that after buying a lot of express delivery, remember to throw the boxes out in time to avoid clogging the corridors. ?"

Feimers rushed up in anger and lapped him on the sofa: "You have demolished my platform again, Gu Xi, you definitely did it on purpose!"

"Wrong, wrong," Gu Xi told Rao, "If you don't believe me, ask Teacher Liu, how can I demolish your desk, young master? I envy you rich bugs. The leftover boxes after buying the express can block the corridor."

On the opposite side of the sofa, the female worm wearing glasses, watching the drama on the opposite side leisurely, while sipping a sip of tea in a thermos, she babbled:

"A certain poet once said that all tragedies end in death, and all comedies end in marriage. But you two are fine. The comedy of a lifetime has just begun from marriage."

"What is he talking about?" Feimers stopped his movements and asked Gu Xi with a dazed expression.

Gu Xi coughed: "I'm not studying classical literature, you ask me?"

Liu Qingfeng, associate professor of the School of Classical Literature of Imperial University, took a sip of tea, looked over them, glanced downstairs lightly, and said, "A writer said again that the acting seems to always be those three-husband, Wife and lover."

Gu Xi: "Understood this time, he sat here to mock us."

Femmes frowned his delicate eyebrows: "Yes, Teacher Liu is too much—wait, where is he taunting us? I still don't quite understand."

Gu Xi said indifferently: "Normal, you can understand, then it's not the little young master we are familiar with."

When Gu Xi gets along with these two female waiters, he can always feel his trash from time to time.

Look at Mrs. Liu, the daughter of the prestigious council chairperson. Forget it with a distinguished family background, and he was hired as an associate professor at Imperial University based on his own knowledge.

As for Feimus, although his head is not even comparable to Gu Xi, as the head of the military service department, Gu Xi can't stand up to him when it comes to private warehouses.

Sure enough, the insects are more than the insects, and the air is dead.

Downstairs, Gu Yu never saw his brother, so he didn't care.

The worms were talking, the three female worms talked very happily and formed a circle of themselves, while the other worms were watching secretly, not daring to step forward. In the same circle, Gu Yu and Meng Liu seem to talk less.

While Gu Yu was bored, he sneaked up on his major general's hair hanging on the back of his head.

Lu Chen naturally felt his little movement behind him, a little helpless, and afraid that he was really bored, and said: "Master, if you are tired, go and sit with the other males over there."

It just happened that Charles the male flaunted his red hair and called them not far away. Gu Yu made sure that his major-general could be within his line of sight, so that he could be taken away by the enthusiasm of Charles who came running.

Meng Liu stopped his eyes on Randall for a moment, and Randall turned his head, paused for a while, and smiled lightly: "Go, lord."

The two males were gone. Alfried took a good-bye for a while, and walked to the side to communicate with another female who was walking up and talking. Lu Chen and Randall were left in the same place for a while.

Of course, Marshal Adjutant Evel stood silently a little closer.

"You seem to have a bad spirit." Lu Chen noticed very early, and now there are no bugs, so he said so.

Randall smiled, rubbed the bridge of his nose, faded away the perfect diplomatic rhetoric, showing a little fatigue: "Your spirit is much better than when I saw you last time. I am so relieved, Lu Zhong. will."

"Go out to relax, or talk to the insects, and you will always feel better, Randall." Lu Chen couldn't bear his tiredness from the military department and the family, and he meant something authentically.

Randall smiled and shook his head: "Lu Chen, as you used to, you can't say such things as talking to the insects. We can only envy you that you can go out and relax with the males and relax. I can't do it. , Too busy to get away."

Lu Chen knew him in his heart, and asked calmly: "But as long as you are willing to spare time, your hero will always be free."

Randall was speechless by what he said. He stared at him for a moment, and his gaze flicked to Evel, who was standing beside him silently: "Give me the present."

Evel leaned slightly, and put a small and exquisite box into his hand.

Randall smiled apologetically at Lu Shen: "If you are unaccompanied, I will go and say goodbye to the hero."

Lu Chen's eyes were light, staring at his leaving back, and suddenly said quietly, "Does Marshal Randall have any official duties tonight?"

Evel, who was waiting in the same place, was stunned. He realized that Lieutenant General Lu was talking to him, lowered his head slightly, showing a respectful listening attitude, and paused: "For the time being, there is no military affairs that the Marshal needs to handle himself."

Lu Chen tilted his head, his eyes were too shallow, and the insect could not distinguish his emotions: "There are some things that are suitable to be silent and buried in their hearts. And some things, once hidden for a long time, they will only be rotten and pus in the bottom of my heart. It's hard to heal."

Evel's expression suddenly disappeared.

"Do you understand what I mean, Major General Evel?"

He finished the last line in a low voice.

"Thanks...thanks." The black-haired male accepted the gift in a daze.

He faced Randall, standing outside the light gathered by the males, with his back against the light. But most of Randall's face was hidden in the dark, and only a silhouette remained, and his familiar silhouette could be vaguely distinguished.

Meng Liu also wanted to move forward and recognize that face carefully. They have been too long to look at each other carefully.

This made the male's heart uncontrollable, and a wave of helpless sadness and sourness surged, but he could only try to relax the corners of his mouth that was tight due to bitterness, pretending to be relaxed and happy.

"No thanks." Landelton paused and said quickly.

Half of his beautifully contoured face was filled with light and shadow, and his unclear expression set off the distance, and the corners of his lips exposed in the light were slightly hooked, as if he was smiling habitually:

"The military department still has official duties, so I will leave tonight. You... rest early and don't play too late."

The corners of Meng Liu's lips tightened again as he tried his best, and his eyebrows followed up, moving his head unnaturally and uncontrollably to the side: "Just... can't you stay?"

His voice may tremble a little, but Meng Liu couldn't notice it.

Randall was silent, lowered his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but said nothing.

The two insects stood opposite each other almost silently, and the night breeze passed by quietly, curling up the corners of their clothes and hair, sending the sound of a violin as far away as the clouds.

It was a serenade by Sipor. It is said that the composer couldn't help composing it after reading a poem on a bright night with stars.

The stars hang high in the sky,

Motionless for thousands of years,

Looking at each other in the distance,

Full of the pain of love.

They speak a language,

Beautiful and melodious, meaning infinite,

Linguists in the world,

No one can understand it.

…

A burst of light footsteps broke the tranquility here.

Meng Liu suddenly raised his head and saw that it was Evel. He knew that he was here to urge Randall to leave. He was bitter in his heart, but he still barely raised the corner of his lips.

He didn't want to look too ugly, in front of his prince.

However, after Evel saluted, he did not lower his voice and said between the two insects: "Admiral, I just checked the news of the military department. There is no urgent official business for you to deal with tonight."

Randall's eyes were deep for a moment, and he glanced at Evel deeply.

Meng Liu obviously grasped the good news, leaving no room for Randall to shirk, and immediately said, "Then can you stay here tonight, Randall?"

Evel didn't seem to see Randall's eyes, and bowed slightly to say goodbye.

"What's next?" On the way back from the banquet, Gu Yu shared a poem with Lu Chen. Lu Chen listened to the first half, and then asked about the latter.

"Well, let me think about it." The white-haired male worm pushed his Major General Lu, turning his head to think for a moment-this was the serenade he heard playing the violin tonight, and suddenly remembered, he was interested in sharing it with Lu Chen.

The white-haired male coughed and cleared his throat.

Lu Chen's dark eyes stopped on his face, but he didn't say anything.

The moonlight tonight is too bright, and a light layer of frost is spread on the ground, and it flows on the bridge of Gu Yu’s tall and handsome nose, and another inch of water drips across the brows that fly diagonally into the temple, setting off the paleness of the jade face. .

Gu Yu's eyes smiled, as if feeling something, the thick eyelashes cast a shallow shadow in the moonlight. After a while, he read it leisurely, but the casual tone when reciting the poem showed affection when his eyes were lowered.

"But I have learned this language,

And keep it in my heart,

Grammar for me to learn,

It is the face of the one I love. "