Chapter 26: Departure "Northern Territory, I will not decline even if death is the cost."...
There are fewer clouds in the northern region, and the starry sky seems closer than in the central star region. The night is dotted with stars, and it is so quiet that you can almost hear your own heartbeat.
Wei'an took a lounge chair to the balcony to gaze at the stars. Wrapped in a thick blanket, it protected him from the chill of the evening breeze and made him feel incredibly comfortable. Yitulan approached from behind and handed Wei'an the prepared tonic.
"My lord, it's cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold." Yitulan's voice was softer than usual. He stood beside Wei'an naturally, blocking some of the cold wind.
The temperature difference at night in the Northern Territory was still too great, but seeing the Lord wrapped in a blanket like a kitten with only his head sticking out, Yitulan no longer had the urge to persuade the Lord.
Wei An took the cup, conveying a touch of warmth, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"It's so warm, Ituran. The stars here are so bright. I never get tired of looking at them." Wei'an's tone carried a barely perceptible hint of nostalgia.
Yitulan also looked up, his gaze cast towards the boundless starry sky. During his time in the Northern Territory, it seemed as if the world was left with only the Hero and himself. This undisturbed life had become somewhat addictive to him.
Some, are reluctant to part with the hero...
"If you like, you can come back anytime in the future."
During his time in the Northern Territory, Wei An not only continued to help the medical company with their work, but also insisted on exercising his mental strength every day.
He also began to systematically organize the large number of cases of female insect mental trauma observed at the Northern Territory Military District Medical Center, and asked Professor Aaron for a lot of information on retired female soldiers.
Wei'an tried to find some patterns from these numerous cases. The incubation period, degree of contamination, and outbreak conditions of the contamination caused by the ∞ substance in female insects of different physiques and grades were different.
However, the data at hand is still too little, and there is no other environment to support his in-depth research. He can only record some of his thoughts and observations about the substance. He can only wait until he goes to the research institute to see if he can get some resources and data.
Wei An was a little surprised that two months had passed so quickly, but the invitation to the Insect King's Banquet in the past two days had repeatedly confirmed his return time, so he really couldn't avoid it. But, hehe, if Yitulan was worried about him, he would send him back with him.
When they left, there were no flowers or ribbons. The female soldiers who came to see them off stood silently, saluting and gazing at them. Many female soldiers who had received spiritual support from Wei'an came to the scene, their eyes filled with reluctance and respect.
Although his eye sockets were a little red, his pupils were surprisingly bright, and contained an almost pious look that made people feel so heavy that they could not breathe at first glance.
Faces, some young and some weathered, bore the marks of the vicissitudes of life in the Northern Territory; their gazes followed Wei An.
That's right, how can we not be grateful and respectful?
Those who had been pulled back from the brink of mental collapse by Wei An, who had felt the moment of comfort from that warm spiritual power...
Suppressing the worry and reluctance in my heart, a good male insect like Lord Wei'an should live in the affluent central star field. How could he be affected by the hardships of the northern region?
Wei An also noticed the familiar faces of the military females he had comforted before, and felt a little emotional. He saved some of them, but what about the rest?
On behalf of all the female soldiers, Ryan presented a simple, silver-white medal. This was a collective gesture of gratitude devised by the female soldiers of the Northern Territory, and it was approved by Yitulan.
The medal is made of meteorite iron from the Northern Territory and is infused with ice springs from the snow-capped mountains of the Northern Territory.
Ryan solemnly presented the medal to Wei'an, "Sir Wei'an, this is a token of the Northern Territory's love and the love of all the female soldiers. May it stay with you. The Northern Territory will always remember your sacrifice and promise to protect you at all costs."
"Northern Territory, I will never refuse even if I die."
Wei An took it and felt it was heavy.
On the vast land of the Northern Territory, there is only the silence of wind and snow.
"My lord, it's time for us to go." Yitulan stretched out his hand.
The metal starship behind him stood quietly, its engine humming softly.
Wei An put his hand in his palm, it was still a familiar, reassuring feeling.
The starship's engines started, and it slowly ascended. Through the porthole, Wei An saw the ever-shrinking military base below, as well as the military women who were still lined up and hadn't dispersed.
The cabin was very quiet. Vian leaned back in his seat and, unusually, did not bother Ituran. Instead, he fell into silence and spread out his palm. The medal lay quietly in his palm, which was a little red because he had just gripped the medal too tightly.
A warm hand with light calluses gently covered the back of his hand. Vian opened his eyes and met Ituran's light blue eyes. Seeing Ituran's concern and worry, Vian smiled.
"It's okay. I was just thinking about whether we should transport Meng Er back home. We've been in the Northern Territory for so long and left him at school for so long."
Yitulan was also stumped by this realistic question. That’s right, he almost forgot about it.
"Master Xiong, I will arrange for someone to send Meng Er back first."
"Buy it some honey-scented motor oil to coax it." After all, a "person" has been left alone for so long.
"good."
After solving this big problem, Wei An leaned his head on Yitulan's strong shoulder and inhaled the refreshing and pleasant scent on him.
Yitulan was very happy to have the male master close to her, so she let Wei'an lean on her and even adjusted her posture to make Wei'an more comfortable. A trace of tenderness flashed across the depths of her ice-blue eyes.
happy.
The house was still the same as before. It was already late summer, and the flowers that Wei An had carefully cultivated in the garden exuded a rich fragrance. The grass and trees were lush and green, and it looked very livable and comfortable.
As Wei'an and Yitulan arrived at the door, they saw Meng'er, who was obviously waiting for them.
The moment he saw the two of them, Meng Er immediately set off a small firework for himself and ran over.
"Master, you are finally back."
Wei An felt a little guilty for some reason and touched Meng Er's head. Meng Er's cat ears shook happily, and he was obviously very happy.
"Moeji, did you clean up properly?"
"QAQ, of course. Meng Er sweeps the floor every day and cooks for Kane every day."
Hmm? Kane?
Wei An raised an eyebrow. What happened to Kane staying in school?
He was a little confused, but seeing Meng Er looking a little aggrieved, Wei An didn't ask him any more questions. He reached out and flicked Meng Er's ears, duangduang~!
"Meng Er, you've worked hard. Yitulan and I bought you some honey-flavored motor oil~"
“★○★”
"Okay, Master is the best. Meng Er likes Master."
Wei'an's mood was also made a little silly and happy by the easy-to-coax Meng Er.
Yitulan looked at the two of them and felt like he was going to stand at the door until the end of time. It was a bit funny. How could the hero still be so childish? He spoke.
"My Lord, do you want to go in first?"
"Yeah, okay. I'm going to take a bath right now. Moeji?"
"Here! I'm ready~"
"Well done, Moeji."
Wei An first returned to his long-missed study and solemnly placed the Northern Territory Medal in the most conspicuous position on the desk. The silver-white metal shone brightly under the soft light of the Central Star.
After taking a bath, Wei An opened his laptop. There were a lot of emails piled up inside. Besides various flattering greetings and invitations that snowflakeed like snowflakes, the most eye-catching one was an elegantly worded dinner invitation from the royal family.
As soon as I turned off the computer, Meng Er came.
"Master, there is a letter."
Wei An pulled out a stack of letters from the space in Meng Er's stomach. The Zerg were technologically advanced, so few used paper stationery.
He opened it and found an invitation. It was beautifully designed, with gorgeous patterns and elegant wording. This time, it even explicitly mentioned that His Majesty the Insect King Ronan was looking forward to his visit.
After a thorough scan, the rest of the information was similar to what was on the laptop. Besides the time and location, there were also some dress code requirements and precautions. It was complicated and detailed, reflecting the rules and pomp of the royal family.
Sitting at home now, Wei An can imagine the scene at the banquet with elegant ladies in fine clothes and clinking glasses.
Life is not easy, Wei An sighed.
"My lord." Yitulan's voice sounded.
Looking at Ituran who had changed into home clothes, Wei An felt a little itchy.
He handed the invitation to Ituran and sighed.
"The Insect King's banquet is tomorrow. As soon as we returned, they sent us an invitation. They really value us."
Yitulan glanced at the contents of the invitation letter, and thinking of the previous malicious decree, a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his ice-blue eyes, but his tone to Wei'an remained gentle.
"It's okay, it's just a party. I'll be with you the whole time."
At this moment, Meng Er slid in with two cups of hot tea, his electronic eyes flashing happily, "My two masters, it's time to rehydrate! Meng Er specially prepared a Northern Territory flavor!"
Wei'an was amused by it and took the cup. It did have some feeling of the Northern Territory. But Meng Er, is it possible that he has been in the Northern Territory for two months, and Yitulan has been in the Northern Territory all year round. Why did he return to the Central Star Territory and experience the flavor of the Northern Territory?
"Meng Er, you are such a little genius."
"Of course! When the owner is not around, Meng Er studies hard every day!" Meng Er proudly puffed out his round metal chest. The owner must not have adapted to it yet. There are not many home robots as considerate as him.
As the night deepened, the night in the central star field was less harsh and frosty than that in the northern star field. The curtains moved slightly, and the evening star fragrance in the garden bloomed in the moonlight, and the faint fragrance filled the room.
Wei An lay on the overly soft bed, feeling somewhat sleepless. Beside him, Yitulan's breathing was steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Wei An quietly turned sideways and, using the moonlight coming in through the window, sketched the outline of Ituran as he slept.
Yitulan's cold and hard lines became soft in the night. Her cherry pink lips and long silver eyelashes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost. Her light blue eyes were tightly closed at the moment, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was worried about something.
Wei An touched the center of Ituran's brow with his fingertips, trying to relax it.
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Song Chen has been a devoted male supporting role for over a decade, working diligently until the finale, when the hero and heroine finally get married. He thought he could retire with a box lunch, but a fire destroyed his dream of retirement.
In the raging flames, the assistant who always kept his head down and looked submissive actually rushed into the fire, ignoring the raging flames, and wanted to rescue him.
In the end, neither of them could escape.
When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the beginning of the story. His family was preparing to move, and he was about to become the childhood sweetheart in the story again.
In this life, there is no system constraint, and whoever wants to be the affectionate supporting actor can do it.
He decisively lay on the ground and cried until the whole family agreed not to move. Song Chen was satisfied, so he put on his small schoolbag and began his life of lying down in the kindergarten.
The only change was that he discovered the quietest child in the class, the one who always sat alone in the corner, his clothes faded from washing, and who never said a word when bullied...
It seems to be his assistant?
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