This Male Was Forced To Support His Family [Zerg]

When Lu Chen was rehabilitating at noon, he received an invitation from the Imperial Mecha Institute.

It was the weekend. They were crazy all night last night. Both sides could not get up early in the morning, and they did not go downstairs until noon.

At noon, the dazzling sunlight flooded in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, brightening the chubby floor that was wiped back and forth. The room was filled with the fragrance of glutinous rice porridge, and the air became soft and sweet.

Holding a bowl of small porridge, Gu Yu sat cross-legged on the sofa, sipping lazily, half-squinting, and watching his major general do rehabilitation in the sun.

Sweat lining the halo, sliding down the lower jaw, dripping down one by one as it runs along the neck meridian, and then lined with the expressionless coldness, darkly tight muscles and meridians, **** hookworms for no reason.

As for who the hook is--

Gu Yu came after smelling it.

He slowly propped up his upper body from the sofa, leaned over and threw the small bowl to Kuan Kuan, propped his lower jaw, his pale gray eyes could not see the slightest emotion, and he looked at the silhouette of Lu Shen in the halo.

It seemed that Guangbrain came to the communication. Lu Chen couldn't notice his sight, he took a sigh of relief, stopped his rehabilitation, and got back to the wheelchair to check the news.

Gu Yu still watched his every move.

The fragile wind bell slammed into the house with the wind.

It was a wind chime strung up by a small bottle of nutrient solution, naturally not from the hands of the two insects, but from the chubby and chubby who were too lonely when they were not at home.

Gu Yu realized that his life was completely integrated with Lu Chen and could not be separated. It seems that he should even be in the air he breathes, otherwise it will be difficult to complete it with one breath and one breath.

How fascinated Lu Chen was, Gu Yu could hardly remember the answer to this question.

He is seldom sentimental, he seems to be born less eager than other insects, and lacks indifferent perception of external emotions.

It wasn't until half a year after the death of his father and mother that he did not shed a tear at the funeral. He had a childhood-related dream in an ordinary but inexplicable afternoon and was buried in a pillow, low. Sobbed.

Gu Yu never denied that he was happy. Compared to those with less favourable family background, he is of noble origin and well-educated. Compared with the complicated family, his family is simple, and his father and mother are too gentle.

If he even feels sorry for himself, what should the more unfortunate bugs do?

However, in that ordinary afternoon, the sorrow of six months late finally crushed him like an avalanche.

Like a child, he missed his father-in-law. He didn't understand why God had to take away his close relatives. He didn't understand why Chongsheng was destined to be parted.

In the room that day, the curtains were heavily drawn. He was buried in the pillow and trembling slightly. He heard the faint footsteps approaching, and he seemed to notice his strangeness and paused in front of the bed.

A pair of unfamiliar, but warm and dry hands were gently placed on his trembling shoulders.

Pat lightly, without reason, comforting his unreasonable sadness.

Gu Yu knew who it was, but did not look up, unwilling to show his inexplicable sadness and weakness in front of him. Lu Chen's military uniform was unresolved, he just lowered his eyes, patted his shoulder lightly, and stood silently in the dimly lit bedroom.

Neither inquired nor comforted, but accompanied silently.

That is Lu Chen's gentleness.

Maybe when you don’t understand, you will only think that he is too staid and boring, but when you really understand the gentleness named Lu Chen, how can you not be tempted?

And Gu Yu was lucky to understand Lu Chen's likes.

When his thoughts were pulled back a little bit like a thread, Gu Yu suddenly raised his head, only to realize that his major general had arrived, blinked, smiled in an arc, and asked, "What's the matter, major general?"

Lu Chen's face was calm, but there was joy in his eyes.

"Yueyu, I have received an invitation from the Imperial Mecha Institute."

Gu Yuwei was surprised: "Major General, you haven't submitted an application for them yet?"

Lu Shen explained: "Although the previous mecha design competition was interrupted, they have seen my final design work and hope that I can join and be able to join the job next Monday."

Gu Yu took Guangnao and read the invitation letter again. He was overjoyed and couldn't help but kissed Teacher Lu on the cheek. He did not hesitate to compliment: "It's really our teacher Lu, it's awesome!"

Lu Chen coughed lightly, and held the other half of his face to the side.

Gu Yu deliberately met immediately, then leaned in and hugged him, and kissed him on the other side as well.

The two adult worms were childlike, nestled on the sofa and rolled around, hugging and holding them for a while, they were too naive.

Gu Yu is also a little worried: "Since I have gone to work at the Imperial Mecha Institute, what about the university's schoolwork?"

Lu Chen thought for a while: "The problem is not that big. Our college doesn't have many courses, and it doesn't matter if you study part-time."

Perhaps due to the subtle influence of his father and mother, Gu Yu led his life with a special sense of ritual, knowing that his major general was about to join the Imperial Mecha Research Institute, and insisted on cooking and cooking a few dishes to celebrate.

Fortunately, Lu Chen grabbed him in time and finished lunch early. Is this still going to be done?

So Gu Yu retired and asked for the next best thing. She didn't sleep anymore, flipping through the recipes, and figuring out how to make afternoon tea snacks.

It's a pity that he ignited his cooking skills, but he was far away from victory on the way of baking. Just kneading the dough made half of his face battered, and flour fluttered in the kitchen.

Lu Shen had to step in and help.

In front of all kinds of strange skills, Lu Chen was almost omnipotent.

Except for some serious things, Gu Yu has never seen his teacher Lu who can't.

With the help of Lu Chen all the way, Gu Yu finally baked a biscuits that could be eaten, and she barely made it to the table.

Their family has never done anything like afternoon tea. It is the first time to be so solemn, chubby and chubby. It is rare to be a little excited, and they are busy helping with the arrangement.

A small tea party was just set up in the garden. Unfortunately, the world of two insects that Gu Yu thought was soon disturbed by a male who was "very good" looking for opportunities.

——Charles came to his house somehow.

Actually, it was on the way.

The gift box he brought was the gift box he had just brought in from Bie Chong's house.

Charles chattered at the Er Chong Tea Party carefully prepared by Gu Yu, while eating biscuits-he ate the most, and vomiting: "Why are these biscuits so unpalatable? Is your baking machine broken?"

Gu Yu had rolled his eyes countless times during the dinner and said, "If you don't eat, you will roll."

"Don't, don't," Charles cried out, "I came to see you specially. If you don't welcome you, you can drive me out. You are not like you as a brother!"

Gu Yu is methodical and leisurely refutes him.

"One, you obviously came to the Noana district by the way, so you want to stop by and order some rice. I'm sorry, we don't keep food at home."

"Second, a good brother should understand the wink of a good brother, do you understand my wink?"

Charles was choked and speechless, his eyes traversed around, trying to find the reasoning of Lieutenant General Lu.

Alright, Lieutenant General Lu was sitting next to Gu Yu, reading a book, and when Gu Yu asked him "Major General, do you think you are right?", he didn't even listen to what he said before, so he just nodded.

Mindful, too biased.

Charles had to swallow this breath when he was at Biebug's house.

Gu Yu slowly shook the coffee and listened to Charles sharing his wonderful and rich, but actually full weekend life. He didn't even bother to talk about it, and hoped that he would leave.

"Oh, yes," Charles took out another gift box that he had brought in from the other insects. "I also met a female, a perfume designer, who specially gave me a sample of his latest perfume design. Make souvenirs."

"I smelled that it was really good. There were just two bottles, so I shared them with you. Don't say I didn't take you as a brother this time. Such a small bottle is still a limited edition, and there is no market."

Gu Yu snorted and continued to stir his unspent coffee.

Charles sprayed the perfume a little on one side: "You smell it, you smell it, doesn't it smell good?"

Gu Yu faintly prolonged her tone: "Also-okay, the smell of the forest?"

Charles said: "Your nose is really good, so you can smell the variety in one click. Is it possible that you have smelled it before?"

The spoon stirring the coffee stopped abruptly, and Gu Yu suddenly raised her head: "The smell of the forest?"

Charles was taken aback by his sudden surprise: "The smell of the forest...Yes, what's the matter?"

Lu Chen, who was buried in the side, also raised his head and turned his inquiring gaze to him.

Gu Yu swallowed her throat: "Yes, this is the smell, I remember how to describe it... the smell of the forest... Charles, where did you get this perfume and where can you buy it?"

Charles: "I just told you that a perfume designer I know made it. This is the ‘Forest’ series jointly designed by their circles. This is called ‘Bruce Forest’ and it’s just one of them.”

Gu Yu took the small bottle of perfume, sniffed it again and again, and raised her eyebrows: "The taste is somewhat similar, but not exactly. You said it was a joint design? Are they all designed by the same company?"

Although Charles didn’t know Gu Yushen’s babbling reaction, he still shook his head truthfully: “It was a joint venture of some private designers. They each opened some small stores and the output was not large, so it was a limited edition with a price but no market. Well."

Lu Chen also knew what Gu Yu would check in the military review recently. Hearing this, he had guessed a little: "Master, in this series, is there the one you are looking for?"

Gu Yu nodded, and looked at Lu Chen with joy: "Yes, Major General, I finally found a clue!"

Only the red-haired male Charles was confused: "What is the one you are looking for? Gu Yu, are you looking for perfume? What are you looking for?"

Gu Yu held his shoulders: "Send me the light brain number of your female boyfriend."

Charles was dissatisfied with his defense: "I said it all, it's an ordinary friend! Not a boyfriend! How can I be so bothered!"

Gu Yu asked sincerely, "Do you still have a pure female friend?"

Charles was speechless, and angrily handed the Light Brain to Gu Yu.

After rushing to contact the designer, Gu Yu obtained the addresses of other designer shops in the same series from him, and went to find them one by one during the weekend.

Lu Chen acted as his adjutant, eliminating information for him along the way, finding a good route to find the past most efficiently.

Giving up the precious rest time and busying for a weekend, it was not in vain. Gu Yu finally smelled the familiar taste in the memory in the third-to-last store.

The owner, who is also the designer of this perfume, saw him pause on this perfume, and enthusiastically introduced: "Gu Xiongzi, you are really insightful. This is called'Screaming Forest'. This bottle in your hand is the last bottle."

"Screaming Forest?" Gu Yu thought that the name was really strange, and it didn't match the calm scent at all.

He showed the certificate of the examination committee, obtained the purchase list of this limited edition perfume from his hand, and handed it to the examination committee for investigation one by one.

After sniffing the taste in the bottle, Gu Yu said, "It's obviously a very depressing taste."

The shopkeeper was stunned, and realized that Gu Yu was wondering the origin of the name, smiled, and explained: "It is depression, that's why I want to scream and shout in this dead silence without insects, hoping to find a way out. what."

After Gu Yu paused, he slowly squeezed the vial in his hand, lowered his eyes, and said without emotion in the gray pupils:

"Sure enough, it's a very consistent thinking."