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The calendar reminded that Lester's vacation was approaching, so Fanlan submitted his homework in advance. In his spare time, he tidied up the house, cleared out the guest room that Lester usually stayed in, and replaced the bedding.
A week later, the second young master of Chiraso came to the door with a fierce look on his face. He still had a sullen expression on his face, his red hair was messy due to carelessness, and there were some bloodshot in his eyes. It can be seen that he was a little tired.
He took off his coat and threw it into the wicker clothes basket by the door like Fanlan did. He walked straight to the sofa where the owner of the house was sitting, sat on the other side, and did not move.
Fanlan, who was watching a movie, raised his hand, pressed his head down, and helped him sort out his spiritual sea as usual.
Lester lowered his head a little, half leaning on the back of the sofa and half leaning on Fanlan's right shoulder. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the mental power transmitted from his little fingertips. The hostility between his brows gradually dissipated and turned into a kind of laziness similar to... that emanating from a napping beast, the kind of laziness that comes from relaxing for a moment.
Neither of the two insects spoke.
The following week...
Perhaps people would think that Lester and Vanlan, a high-ranking warlord with a distinguished background, and a painter who is romantic by nature and loves life, would spend their leisurely vacations together indulging in sensual pleasures, drinking and socializing, attending a salon of famous artists today and hosting a luxurious dinner tomorrow, or going on vacation to a well-known tourist planet, enjoying a high-standard and high-quality trip.
However, it is none of the above.
The two of them stayed at Fanlan's small villa as stay-at-home moms for a week.
The two bugs stayed up all night playing cooperative games the other day. They played for two days with sparkling juice, ice beer, barbecue skewers, a 3D surround giant screen, and a game console. It wasn't until the festive words "Congratulations on completing the game!" popped up on the screen that Fanlan breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the game controller, and kicked Lester who was sitting on the ground: "Go get something to eat."
Lester yawned. The operation of this game was not difficult for him. It was just a matter of going back to rescue and wait for Fanlan again and again.
"I'm too lazy to move."
“But I don’t want takeout anymore.”
As soon as the game was completed, the corrupt factors in Fanlan seemed to go dormant.
So the second young master Chirasuo got up and went to the kitchen to prepare sandwiches and fruit juice according to Fanlan's eating habits.
That’s right, this is the holiday when Lester and Vanlan overlap, simple and economical. Playing video games may be too childish for mature bugs, but it may be just right for the new killer stars of the Second Legion and the new generation of public dreams of Star Network.
In fact, whether it is playing or socializing, these external activities are of course enjoyable and joyful when they are carried out, but in essence they are also a consumption of energy. Fanlan is a very sociable bug, but occasionally he also needs some pure and purposeless time, playing games and sleeping in, and other than that, he doesn't need to think about anything and does nothing.
Fanlan climbed up from the lazy cushion that looked like a large cat's nest, simply put away the empty bottles and takeout plates on the table, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and put on a loose T-shirt that did not match the impression he gave to Chong, but looked very comfortable at first glance - this T-shirt was a gift from a cultural festival, and there was a big cartoon logo that looked like Hello Kitty on the back. Because the fabric felt very comfortable, it was kept in Fanlan's closet.
His waist-length blond hair was wet and casually tucked behind his ears. He did not spend the usual twenty minutes taking care of it. Anyway, he still had no plans to go out for the next few days. It was rare for Vanlan, who had very high demands on himself, to let it go. His sense of burden was almost nothing in front of Lester. The two of them were too familiar with each other and had seen all kinds of people.
Vanlan even felt that Lester would know something about his origins.
It refers to the fact that he is not a pure insect of this world.
After all, he was not always restrained and cautious when he was a child. In fact, after he became more familiar with the Chiraso family and felt more at ease, and after he discovered that Lester Chiraso was not talkative and did not care about the norm, he showed quite a lot of unusual things.
At first, he was not even used to the language, and would often blurt out words that combined the grammatical features of the Earth language, or he could not understand some concepts that were pure common sense in the eyes of Lester and others.
Fanlan still remembers the time when Uncle Cam gave them Young Son's Day gifts. He received another whole series of dress-up dolls, while Lester received a whole series of mecha models. Frankly speaking, the dolls were very delicate and beautiful, but of course it was difficult for him to be interested in them. On the contrary, as a former Earth man, Lester was more or less curious and fond of the row of cool mecha models.
When he showed interest in the mecha models, Uncle Cam was surprised and showed a reasonable, paternalistic disapproval. He said, "Honey, don't tinker with Lester's stuff. Be careful not to scratch your hands with the hard metal."
After Came left, Fanlan said to Lester, "Is it strange that a male insect wants to play with mechas?"
Lester looked at him and answered truthfully: "A little bit."
"......Ah." Fanlan was a little disappointed. "It seems that Uncle Kamei will not agree to not give me another series of dolls next year, but replace them with mechas from the same series as yours."
"Do you like this?" Lester pointed at the wing suit mecha model floating in the air.
"Well, that looks cool, doesn't it?"
Lester thought about it and felt that it would be nonsense to ask the male father to give his delicate and lovely adopted son a row of mechas. He could use his own pocket money to order another batch for Fanlan, but limited edition models usually will not be sold again in a short period of time after they are released. To buy the models of the same level and concept in front of them, they have to wait at least half a year. So he took another look at the pile of dolls that had never received Fanlan's attention and said simply: "Then let's change."
Fanlan looked at Lester, who had a rebellious temperament at a young age, and then looked at the cute pink and blue dolls in the gift area, and couldn't help laughing.
In this way, a row of dress-up dolls with a style that was extremely inconsistent with the whole room were placed in the collection room of the second young master Chiraso, and the number of dolls continued to increase until Fanlan moved out. The growth in the number of dolls stopped, and by that time the dolls had almost covered half of the wall, echoing the metal machinery opposite.
Fanlan also asked Lester, is it true that male insects cannot drive mechas? Lester said no, because the physical and mental conditions set by the mecha settings are completely beyond the reach of male insects.
Fanlan said that if a male insect’s dream is to drive a mecha, wouldn’t that be pitiful?
Lester thought his words were even stranger than his previous statement that he liked mecha models, but he still automatically replaced the subtext of his words with the idea that his male insect brother might want to drive a mecha - why not? After all, this little male insect's ideas were always so unusual. He thought for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, it's impossible because no insect has ever done it. If you want to drive one, I'll get you one later."
He was not bragging when he said this. In Lester's opinion, the lack of mechas that can be driven by male insects is essentially due to the lack of research and development in this area - because there is no demand. But if Vanlan really wants to, then he can just develop one specifically. Anyway, he is studying manufacturing science, and he can try to make modifications in this area later. If the level is not enough to meet the technical requirements, then let the insects with sufficient level complete the task. There is always a way.
Fanlan laughed when he heard this. He looked at the serious little female insect and said sincerely, "Lester, this is not how you should be a brother."
Lester didn't care: "Are you the brother or am I the brother?"
Fanlan: "Yes, yes, you are a good brother."
So, Lester is such a bug. His self-confidence and arrogance are contagious. After he took Fanlan under his wing, his words and deeds always implicitly conveyed a point to Fanlan, which is - if you don't do something, it's just because you don't want to, not because you can't.
Under this subtle influence, Fanlan slowly indulged himself. His thoughts were unusual, his behavior was unconventional, he used strange words when speaking, some of his hobbies were vulgar and indecent, and he seemed heretical among the male insects... But he went his own way and never cared about the eyes of others.
Lester brought a plate of food that was very much in line with Vanlan's dietary requirements - a sandwich that contained carbohydrates, protein, and vitamins, and placed it on the coffee table in front of him. Then he picked up the towel draped over his shoulders and stood behind the sofa to help the male insect wipe his wet hair.
Fanlan sat cross-legged on the sofa, chewing slowly with his cheeks puffed up.
He was really a little hungry.
In the next few days, Lester helped Vanlan build his rooftop garden.
Fanlan had the idea of turning the roof into a garden since the beginning of the year, but he doesn't like using smart machines, and there are no large mechanical housekeepers at home. It's okay for him to dig the soil and plant flowers, but it's a bit difficult for him to take charge of everything from wall and floor design to layout and construction. It's not impossible, but it's time-consuming, so the plan has been shelved until Lester came back this week. Naturally, Lester was responsible for the wall and floor design and layout and construction, and Fanlan was responsible for digging the soil and planting flowers.
He picked a hydrangea and handed it to the female insect who had finished her work: "Thank you for your hard work..."
The female insect took the small flower and inserted it into Fanlan's hair.
"Let's go, what do you want to eat tonight?"
“Creamy mushroom pasta.”
"Horned beast milk and cloud vegetable noodles, right?"
"uh-huh."
"OK."
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【Top group chat】
Nuolan Yang: What about the bug? Didn’t Lester say he was on holiday? Did you two elope? @凡兰@莱斯特
Nuolan Yang: Will you come to the party tomorrow night?
Fanlan: Okay.
Nuolan Yang: Oh my god, you are finally alive. What have you been doing? You haven’t updated your Moments this week.
Fanlan: [Garden photo.jpg] [Sunset on the roof.jpg]
Long Ya: 6, shouldn’t we be treated to a BBQ?
Fanlan: Don't come, I'm too lazy to clean up
Nuolan Yang: Can we bring our own robot butler to our home?
Kirkland: I advise you to forget it. If you get drunk and step on one of his flowers, you will be in trouble.
Nuolan Yang: ...That makes sense. Let's go to Elly's place. What about Lester? Is he coming?
Fanlan: Come
Nuolan Yang: OK
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