Chapter 52： Middle-aged Mayu

In the afternoon, the sunshine is beautiful, shining into the room through the translucent glass. It is not unbearably hot. The light falls on the palm of the hand gently and softly, just like the sweet orange juice in the glass, with a sense of jumping in life. Ryan, Connor, and Fan Yanting sat around the small white round table by the window. Fan Yanting stared nervously at the large leafy radish placed on the windowsill. The hanging vines were covered with green and thick leaves. The sunlight moves smoothly over the leaves, as if reflecting the vitality of life.

"Fan Yanting, where are you from Stormwind Star Territory? Are you far away?" Always find something to talk about, or the three of them will be wasting a peaceful and comfortable afternoon by sitting relatively silently, so Ryan asked about Fan Yanting's In his hometown, when he knew that Fan Yanting was from the Storm Star Region, he also thought it was a coincidence that everyone was a fellow when he was away from home.

"My family is Bayland."

Bayland is a secondary planet to the northeast of Newnes, the first star of the Storm Star Domain, and is exactly one week's journey away from Newnes. The weather in the Storm Star Region is usually cold. For example, there are not many four distinct seasons on the entire planet such as E69. Belland is not one of them. It is a relatively cold existence. According to Ryan, the ice sculpture exhibition there is very famous. well-known sculptor.

Fan Luanting was rarely taciturn. He almost replied when Ryan asked a question. The dry conversation lasted for ten minutes. Ryan took a sip of orange juice and his mouth was dry. "Don't you have any opinion on not being at home with your parents during the holiday?"

"My brother has a child. It's too late for them to take care of me, and they can't take care of me for the time being..." Before he could finish his complaints, Fan Yanting suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and looked at Ryan, he was about to maintain I can't help but set up a prudent and steady person who has worked hard for me. Seeing that Ryan and Connor were both looking at him, as if waiting for the next paragraph, Fan Luanting said with bitterness in his mouth, biting his head and pretending to be restrained: "I'm 28 years old, and my parents think I'm old enough to get married and don't want to be genetically fit. If you want to marry someone you don't know, find someone you like as soon as possible."

Connor nodded, "There are too many restrictions on suitable marriage, which guarantees eugenics and eugenics, but regards the free people as the birthing machines of the empire. We are human beings, not livestock, and we breed randomly." He tapped Ryan with his chin, "Not every time. Everyone is as lucky as this guy."

Most of the genetic adaptations are casual, just like the blind date of marriage for the sake of marriage in the ancient earth period, just what to do when the time comes.

The people in the Lane family are very good. The aunt married her uncle through adaptation and lived happily. Lane found Auston and had a good life. Connor didn't think he was lucky enough that his mom didn't find a good guy.

"It is very important to find someone you like before genetic adaptation. Don't waste the opportunity." Connor said sincerely.

Fan Yanting nodded seriously, "Well, God is right."

"Don't call me God." Connor chuckled, "That's everyone's praise, just call me Connor."

Fan Yanting blushed a little, and hurriedly lowered his head to hide his emotions, "Yeah." He suddenly thought of something, and lifted the suitcase beside his feet and put it on his lap. The solemn appearance made Connor delusional, almost Thought it was some door-to-door salesman about to pull the company's product out of a suitcase. Fan Yanting opened the box, took out a book, and pushed it in front of Connor, "I like this book very much, can you sign it for me?"

The title of the book is Birds of Paradise, the pages are slightly rolled, the cover is old but very well preserved, and it is clear that it is often seen and cherished by the readers. Lane knows that this is the beginning of his cousin Connor's fame. It tells the story of two young people who are looking for love and accidentally reach the matching age. The first time they meet in the matching center is not the beginning of love. is the beginning of bitterness.

Whether the genes are suitable for the person they like, they are doomed to miss it.

In each other's ordinary or unhappy marriage, they took a brave step and began to secretly date, have sex, and finally elope to a distant place.

When the police appeared at the door of E69, Ryan knew that his cousin was so bold, publishing such a novel openly challenged genetic adaptation.

Connor was only taken away for questioning, without suffering, and without being barred from continuing to write novels, but not continuing to publish novels that challenged the contemporary system. Nonetheless, Birds of Paradise made Cousin famous and gained more and more fans.

"It turned out to be this book." Connor rubbed the matte cover, his expression moved slightly, and said faintly like a memory: "It is difficult to buy it in bookstores or online now."

"I started early." Fan Luanting saw it in a used book stand. Since then, he has fallen in love with Connor's words uncontrollably, and has become a complete loyal fan.

Connor picked up the pen, opened the cover to sign the title page, and asked, "What do you want to write?"

"Just write it for the best fans, Fan Yanting." He wanted more extreme things, such as dear, favorite...even if it was cute, in the end, for the sake of the character, he could only reluctantly part with his love and chose the best T^T.

Ryan watched the interaction between Connor and Fan Lianting, and felt that sitting here was superfluous. He thought that he just brought tea upstairs. It was too monotonous to entertain guests. Would he like to bring some juice upstairs? Paired with the slightly burnt bitter almond finger biscuits made by my mother, a good afternoon tea.

As soon as he said it, Ryan got up and went to the kitchen to open another big orange. His departure did not attract the attention of Connor and Fan Luanting. They have already started to discuss the plot of the novel, which is a space of its own.

The oranges are opened, stirred into juice, and poured into a glass with crushed ice. Next to the glass is a small basket with a bamboo plaque. In the basket are small and cute finger biscuits. The surface of the caramel-colored biscuits is decorated with sliced ​​almonds.

In the study upstairs, Auston and Admiral Tolkien got along not so well. After all, they were old acquaintances of Auston's father for many years. Admiral Tolkien looked at Auston as if he were his own child. His eyes swept across Auston's finger, and a simple ring on his finger caught his eye, "Is this the ring made of mithril?" Mithril only looks different in the sun, Without sunlight, it looks like an inconspicuous piece of metal.

"No, this ring is a few years old," Allston said.

Tolkien suddenly realized, "He gave it to you, so you have to get a piece of mithril to make him a ring. Knowing that you are married, I was still a little worried. Now that you are doing well, I am relieved." According to Austria Ston's character, if the marriage is unhappy, he will not bother.

Auston said: "Thank you uncle for caring, he is very good, and I am lucky to be with him."

Tolkien shook his head with a laugh, "You, as always, don't know how to express your feelings. The wounds on your body..." The mention of this topic made his heart sink. During the military exercise at Alpha Base, Oskars Dun was injured in a sneak attack, and the wound was on the waist. Others didn't know that it was just a small injury, but he knew afterwards that the dagger contained the toxin of the Zerg mother worm. In response to the ever-changing toxins of the Zerg, the Empire currently only has ordinary inhibitors, but no antidote. After being injured, they will either die immediately or endure until they die.

Seeing Auston's complexion, ruddy and shiny, Tolkien hissed in his heart, and said with a little joy in disbelief: "Your injury is healed?!"

With the care of the elders, Auston tried his best to be softer. With the experience of getting along with Ryan's family, he performed well. Nodding lightly, Auston said, "Thanks to Ryan, I found an antidote enzyme synthesis agent, and my injury has healed."

Hearing this, Admiral Tolkien, who was sitting across from Auston, grabbed the armrest of the armchair and was so excited that he wanted to get up, his breathing was slightly disordered and he regained his composure, "Okay, okay, great, as long as you It's alright, I can rest assured." He and Auston's father were soldiers in the same year and had a deadly friendship. After his old friend passed away, he consciously assumed the responsibility of taking care of the younger generation, but it was just because of his personality that he could not get along with Auston. Ston really warmed up. He watched Auston use his tender shoulders and grit his teeth to walk step by step to where he is now, and build courageous armor with indifference. His heartache is full of helplessness and full of pride, but he also has deep self-blame , he lived up to the trust of his old friend and failed to fulfill the responsibility of an elder.

"Don't worry, uncle, I'm all right." Auston pursed his lips, and after a brief silence, he said, "Uncle, please keep this matter a secret."

"I understand." Tolkien returned to his normal state. He twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly cruel smile, fading away from the appearance of gentleness. This is the original appearance of an admiral stationed on the frontier. "The person who killed the soldier who attacked you and committed suicide behind your back in prison thinks he can sit back and relax? Oh, how naive! We have to retaliate, and now let those scumbags laugh for two days, very soon, very soon Make them cry. They want the power to be reshuffled, and it's not up to them to decide who gets killed in the end."

Auston's eyes were slightly cold, and soon he would leave the warm and peaceful Planting Star and return to the intriguing capital. It was time to clean up those guys in the family who were colluding with outsiders. With a stable rear, we can be consistent with the outside world.

Tuk Tuk-

The door was knocked twice, and Ryan's voice came from outside the door, "I'll bring afternoon tea."

Hearing the familiar voice, Auston's indifference suddenly dissipated. He couldn't help standing up to meet the door, "Ryan, come in." He had to go to the door and personally help the outsiders. Man opens the door.

Ryan twisted the door handle and saw Auston. He smiled happily, "Juice, finger biscuits, get some stuffing."

"Well." Auston didn't know how beautiful the smile on his face was.

Tolkien saw the interaction between the two people, and looked at Ryan with less critical eyes. His eyes swept across Ryan's hand, and he saw a ring. It is really good to look at this young man after letting go of the prejudice. Whether it is appearance or temperament, it makes people feel comfortable. The layman looks at the appearance, the insider looks at the doorway, Lane walks calmly, his breathing is always at the same frequency, his eyes are firm and calm, in short, he is a master.

He didn't let Ryan leave, and after letting him sit down, Tolkien wanted to try Ryan's inner self, how to talk, how to teach a family, how to learn... I took a sip of orange juice and brewed it for a start. Tolkien, who was supposed to take a sip to save face, went to Tolkien. Jiang took another sip, his eyes moved slightly, and he took back the words that he looked at and tested, and replaced it with a love for juice, "I feel the taste of sunshine, and I can feel a sense of joy after tasting it, which is very suitable for soldiers stationed on the frontier. Sell ​​or not?"

Tolkien's expression Ryan is too familiar, it is easy to see the picky and scrutiny from his gentle appearance, Ryan almost asked the other party's idol is Qin Feng Anderson, or why some stinky problems are the same? ! Ryan, who had already responded, felt that a cliff suddenly appeared on the road he was running fast, and he braked suddenly to catch up with the other person's thoughts, "There are a total of 226 orange trees in the orchard, and the fruit of 20 trees have been sold. The rest is for the Golden Crusaders. Admiral, you can taste it, and buy it without seeing the growing environment and condition of this fruit?"

If Ryan didn't want to sell, he wouldn't go into detail about how many trees there were, so he had to be careful.

"You don't have to be so ostentatious, you and Auston are married, just call him my uncle like him. You mean, 206 trees are to be given to the Golden Crusaders?" Tolkien shook his head in disapproval. Uncle, at least half."

He didn't take care of the Lane family's business out of Auston's face, but from the point of view of his own interests. Soldiers, especially those who wandered outside military bases and stationed on the border of the empire, opened their eyes every day and it was metal. Walls and a single and boring garrison life are very psychologically stressful. As a regiment commander, he is trying to improve the lives of the soldiers, not only caring about the material life but also paying attention to the spiritual world of the soldiers. Anderson the Great said that "the physical and mental health of soldiers is related to a country's combat capability and stability", so logistics procurement is definitely not a trivial matter.

Vitamin supplements, single nutrients, trace element supplement tablets, etc. can be satisfied, but that will only make life more depressing. Fresh fruit suddenly appeared in the monotonous life, and it felt like the sun suddenly appeared in the rainy day for half a month, and the joy that emerged from the bottom of my heart was not to mention brilliant.

What's more... Tolkien shakes the cup. This orange is probably full of rain, dew and sunshine during the growth process. Whether it is bright color or mellow and sweet taste, it is full of vitality, which makes people unable to put down the cup. .

Auston, who was in the same position as Admiral Tolkien, understood his thoughts, nodded to Ryan and said, "Uncle Buck, we can't make the decision about the orange. You have to discuss it with Dad."

Hearing Auston calling his father, Tolkien was in a trance for a moment, as if the man was still there, and then he laughed helplessly, how many years have passed, why hasn't he accepted the reality. "Okay, talk to Mr. Smith now?"

"I'll call Dad." Ryan was still not used to it, so why did he start talking about business? It was as if he was ready to play the game, but his opponent suddenly surrendered.

While waiting for Dad to come, Admiral Tolkien talked to Ryan, and Ryan picked up the preparations for the battle again. There was a sense of excitement that really came, and he was full of energy, not for victory, but for affirmation and getting The affirmation of the elders of Auston. Admiral Tolkien has read a lot of books, not to mention extensive knowledge, he can also be called rich in knowledge. When talking with Ryan, he actually had a feeling that he was facing an opponent. No matter what topic was raised, the other party could follow the trend, and not Speaking of fur, it is a somewhat in-depth discussion. Admiral Tolkien has rarely had the feeling of being unable to stop chatting. It is incredible that the other party's thoughts can resonate with his own.

The conversation that lasted for half an hour was hearty, making Admiral Tolkien feel that he was still in the mood. Looking at Ryan's eyes completely changed, there was a feeling of being a friend of a year.

And Ryan confirmed his guess in his heart. Admiral Tolkien is an admirer of Qin Feng Anderson, which is different from Auston's admiration of Qin Feng's youthful life. The former regards Qin Feng as a spiritual mentor, a benchmark for behavior, beacon of life.

Seeing Admiral Tolkien staring at him, Ryan was a little embarrassed. Did he use a "cheating device" and was about to get a middle-aged friend?

After listening to the conversation between Ryan and Admiral Tolkien, Auston actually had the feeling of watching a high-ranking person thinking, looking at Ryan with a little thought, but more pride, more than his own achievements. Happy!

There was a knock on the study door again, and this time it was old Smith, Ryan's father. Dad was very happy to see Admiral Tolkien, but he didn't show the helplessness and excitement of the peasants when they saw the Admiral of the Empire. Maybe Auston had done it? Anyway, Admiral Tolkien was quite frustrated. After the frustration, he felt joy in his heart, and he liked the feeling of not treating himself as a general but an ordinary person.

Tolkien and his father initially negotiated the purchase intention. He did not decide such a large order by himself, and the Legion of Glory was not his word. Let Mr. Smith write a detailed introduction book on big oranges, send it to him and then hand it over to the Legion Purchasing Department. He will also bring a few samples when he leaves.

"Big oranges are very good, they have great prospects, and this business will definitely be successful," Admiral Tolkien said.

Dad nodded with a smile. Now he attaches great importance to big oranges, but he will never decide to expand the area in a hurry just because of a few words. As a farmer with thousands of employees, he can make his business bigger. Good is not only based on honesty and genuine value, but also cautious, bold choices and keen market vision.

Looking at the family's children can see the family's upbringing and background, Tolkien felt emotional, to be able to cultivate such an outstanding son as Ryan, Mr. Smith is definitely not a simple farmer.

What's more, this son can play mahjong so well!

The numb Admiral Tolkien became more satisfied the more he looked at Ryan. He sincerely felt that his old friend could feel at ease in another world, and Auston found a very good partner.

"bump."

"eat."

"Bar."

"Hu!"

Tolkien hasn't found an opponent on the hemp altar for a long time, and now he meets Ryan, who is well-matched. He has a burning heart to compete for the hemp god, and the cards he plays all bring the will to kill and fight decisively.

For the entertainment and leisure sports after dinner, I invited Brother Mahjong today. Usually, the Ryan family does not play every day.

Who is Tolkien? He is a well-known mahjong lover in the country, who can sum up military theories from mahjong. Since the interstellar era, apart from Qin Feng Anderson, he is the one. Tolkien is different from the emperor. The emperor is a hobby in his spare time, and he often condemns himself in his diary and wastes a day because of playing mahjong. Tolkien treats mahjong as a sand table exercise, and sums up the ever-changing marching rules from it. , the book published by this is more than other people touch mahjong. Tolkien has a group of fans, not so much his supporters as the emperor. They all believe that the emperor's obsession with playing mahjong is from which he realized the true meaning of life, otherwise why the emperor can be so good.

Ryan just wants to say to everyone, you think too much! Qin Feng Anderson's excellence is only because he has a good talent and has not forgotten to work hard==.

After playing mahjong for more than 40 minutes, Ryan and Tolkien were almost the same, and they both felt that they were finally having a good time. And the people who accompany them are doubting life, they are confused, and they can't believe that they have played with them for so long.

All May Friends: It turns out that Ryan has been hiding his strength, and it is really simple to play with them.

Getting off the poker table, Tolkien's eyes on Ryan were completely different, and he even called him a brother, but Auston became a person sitting on the side.

"Young people are amazing, Ryan is amazing, keep maintaining it, you must maintain your state, and don't lose your touch." Tolkien said mysteriously, "There are ways to improve yourself, there are laws of heaven, and there is a whole universe in Mahjong, we all I think that the emperor didn't die because of his self-destruction, he just left our space after he had a thorough understanding."

Ryan: "..." No no, no, he is nostalgic for the world.

Tolkien pressed Ryan's shoulder, "I can rest assured that you are like this, Auston will definitely be happy with you."

Ryan didn't know how to speak anymore, "..." He knew that playing mahjong could take care of the difficult Tolkien, and he just spent some brain cells citing scriptures and talking about ancient and modern with him. He should be the one who really felt the frustration.

"The world in the future is yours!" Tolkien sighed with nostalgia, "I really thought about the days of farming and grazing, and playing mahjong whenever I wanted."

Sitting in the living room, Tolkien looked at this not luxurious and elegant, but very warm room, and really felt that his heart was quiet and peaceful. No wonder he was able to cultivate Ryan's gentle and gentle temperament. Tolkien knew his own family affairs, and his gentleness was only acquired through hard work, unlike Ryan's gentleness from the inside to the outside, from body to heart, gentleness and tranquility had become part of him, completely natural. Auston, who has a slack temperament and a cold personality, should be accompanied by such a person.

"Uncle Buck can stay a few more days," Allston suggested.

Tolkien shook his head, "No, it's not before my vacation time, I'll have a cruise mission in two months, and I'll have a good rest when the cruise is over. Can't participate, Auston, please pay more attention."

Allston nodded, "Don't worry, uncle, I'm not alone."

"Yes, there are many in the military who are on the same front as you."

Auston did not explain that he was not alone now that he had Ryan. Taking the initiative to hold Ryan's hand, with this person by his side, he will no longer fight alone.

Admiral Tolkien left the next day. On the third day after he left, the deputy head of the logistics and procurement department of the Legion of Glory brought people to inspect the growing environment of the big oranges. The big orange was tested, and the values ​​presented were very good. And as Admiral Tolkien said, drinking orange juice can feel the sunshine and vitality, soothe the darkness and irritability in the heart, it is a very good fruit, and it is worth promoting.

Their arrival brought millions of military supply orders to Zongxing. The result was beyond what Dad Qin Yi expected. The oranges from this garden were sold to Zongxing for one year's profit.

The logistics procurement staff of the Golden Crusade will be here in two days. Because the products are excellent, the business will definitely be negotiated.

Everyone said that Auston was the lucky star of E69, and it was embarrassing to praise Auston.

This evening, the evening outside the house was a rare cloudy day.

Lean, who was leaning on the balcony, said: "The weather will be like this for the next three or four days. When the rainy days pass, the temperature will rise, and I will suddenly feel the heat of early summer."

"I thought it was like spring all year round here."

"Actually, it's about the same. It's five or six degrees higher than the current temperature. The temperature in late spring and early summer is also quite comfortable."

Auston rested his arms on the balcony railing and looked into the distance. The wind was a bit fast on a cloudy and rainy day, making the palm trees and coconut tree leaves on the coast of Love/Love rustled. The waves were undulating and slapped the shore constantly, and it was impossible to find traces of small creatures on the beach. There are birds flying against the wind in the sky, and the laborious quack has become fragmented when it reaches the ground. He pursed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and looked at the world stirred by the wind in the dark sky, but his heart was very calm. When was the last time you looked at the weather like this? He stared blankly for a moment, looking at it so calmly that it was probably when he was a child. Looking at the weather later, it is completely for work training.

The warm body hugged him from behind, his back pressed against his broad and warm chest, and Auston let himself be held.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

The wind brought the voice from the second floor, Fan Yanting and Connor were talking.

Fan Yanting has been here for several days, and the calm and reserved personality has finally broken.

"I disguised myself, not to deceive you." Fan Yanting's voice sounded a little annoyed and sad. When his idol found out that he was deceiving, he was at a loss and flustered, and just wanted to say sorry to Connor.

"You should be yourself, you have a good personality," Connor said.

"Really?" Fan Yanting's eyes must have been bright and bright after being praised by idols, he asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"Haha, what am I so angry about, I found out the first day you came here."

Fan Yanting was surprised. As an excellent scout, he was so easily seen through the disguise by Connor? !

Connor suppressed a smile and said, "The sound insulation of the bathroom on the first floor is not very good."

Fan Yanting: "..." I really want to die, I really want to hit the wall, didn't Connor hear him screaming loudly?

Connor: "You don't need to hide yourself, you are calm and reserved, down-to-earth and steady. Although it is a good man's image, it doesn't match you very well."

Fan Yanting said: "I remember when you were interviewed by the newsletter, you said that you appreciate such a character. I, I just want you to look at me more..."

Connor smiled and shook his head. He didn't seem to hear Fan Yanting's implication, "Who doesn't like and appreciate himself."

It was definitely not Ryan, who was eavesdropping on purpose: "..." He whispered to Auston's ear, "Connor is starting to be narcissistic."

"He doesn't accept Fan Luanting's feelings." Auston pointed to the essence of the conversation.

Connor is a patient with φ3 element deficiency, kicked out of the ranks of genetic adaptation, and cannot marry a normal person. Even if he injected synthetic medicine and entered the adaptation process, he would not be able to adapt to Fan Luanting. The empire has strict legal regulations on love and marriage between young people who are in the adaptation stage and those who have not yet entered this stage. I will not explain in detail how the two can be together, that is, to obtain the approval of all relatives, and to get the After the matching object is signed, it will be sent to the court for approval, and only after the approval can be successfully married together.

After all, the law believes that entering a match means that a partner exists by default, and leaving an existing partner (even if it is a future form, one who does not know each other) to marry someone else is also cheating and bigamy.

Lane said: "Cousin looks cheerful, but his inner world is actually very heavy, and his childhood experiences have had a profound impact on him." He always suspected that his cousin had taken the initiative to accept radiation to cause him to suffer from φ3 element deficiency, which was his cousin's The secret, he didn't ask, and didn't tell anyone before his cousin took the initiative to reveal it. Apologetically kissed Auston on the back of the neck, and Auston couldn't either.

The conversation on the second floor continued, Fan Luanting didn't think anything was wrong with what Connor said, he nodded vigorously, "You're right! Your words are full of charisma, which attracts me especially, sometimes I feel very positive. , inspiring people, sometimes I feel a little sad, want, want to hug... to comfort you." He really wanted to say hug...

"Few people say that, why do you think so?" Connor was stunned. The comments under the article, the editor's comments, and the publicity of major websites are all based on positive, cheerful and heart-warming as one of the selling points. Rarely... no, hardly ever, there was sadness in his words.

Fan Yanting scratched his head angrily, "I, did I understand wrong?"

Connor didn't laugh. He looked outside the house. The light rain had already fallen. He said, "Who doesn't feel sad."