Chapter 44 Interstellar 20
Anatole, who was sitting at his desk handling official business, sneezed.
Putting down the documents in his hand, Anatole rubbed his slightly swollen forehead.
The consequence of amnesia is that office efficiency has been slowed down by two times.
Although there is still an instinctive feeling, many things are not familiar enough.
Even if Yuri has helped to share part of the official business, there are still many waiting for Anatole to solve.
Picking up the coffee at hand and taking a sip, Anatole touched the hard object on his chest.
The slender fingers pulled out a necklace from the collar on his chest.
The necklace is very simple, even very crude.
A tattered ordinary black compression rope, with a thumb-sized, ordinary black stone hanging at the end.
The most unusual thing was probably the words engraved on it.
The handwriting was no longer clear after being worn out by time, and was only slightly visible on the surface of the stone.
But if you look closely, you can still make out the words on it
- Anatole Voss.
The words were written very carefully, and were neatly engraved on the surface of the black stone.
Anatole seemed to be able to imagine how the person who engraved the words lowered his head, bent over, and carefully and seriously engraved the words on the hard stone bit by bit.
Stroking the black stone in his hand, Anatole moved his other hand to the small pocket at his chest.
He took out another almost identical necklace from the small pocket on his chest.
Only the color of the stone was different.
The emerald green color was like the surface of a lake after the rain, revealing the vitality of spring.
The words engraved on this one were slightly different from the other one.
They were crooked, and many of the strokes were engraved in the wrong place. It was really not good-looking.
Anatole's thumb gently brushed across the surface, feeling the rough touch of his fingertips.
He stroked the pebble with his hand and silently read the words engraved on the stone in his heart:
- Darien Voss.
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The dazed people had a dinner, and Yuri returned to the residence with the particularly silent person behind him.
"You... ask if you want to."
Yuri helplessly held his forehead and said as he looked at the people in front of him who were hesitant and wanted to say something.
Given the personalities of the Admiral and Darien, they would have told them directly.
To be honest, he himself was also very curious about the child.
"Isn't it too presumptuous to pry into other people's privacy like this?"
"Just tell me whether you want to know or not?"
"If we dance in front of the Admiral, won't we be beaten up?"
"No, even if the Admiral doesn't beat us, with Darien's fighting ability, we can't stand it at all, right?"
"Yiluo, go ask, you and Darien are more familiar, I support you behind you!"
"Ah, hey, no, what for?" "
..."
Everyone was talking at once, pushing each other, and no one wanted to be the "first bird".
"Adjutant Yuri, you must be curious too, right?"
Yiluo turned his head and looked at Yuri with shining eyes.
Yuri had a cold face: "No, I'm not curious."... No way.
"Go ahead, go ahead. If it's you, you will definitely be able to find out the answer successfully!"
Iroh's tail seemed to have grown behind him, wagging back and forth.
"What are you doing?"
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind everyone.
Anatole, who had just finished work, was wearing a straight military uniform, with a slender figure and long legs as he walked towards everyone.
"Admiral--" Iroh was frightened by the sudden appearance of Anatole.
"Haha...that, we were discussing...uh...that dinner tonight was really delicious!"
"...Yes, yes, it was delicious, that taste, it's unforgettable!"
"Thanks to Adjutant Yuri for treating us and taking us to a big dinner. The taste was very good, five-star recommendation!"
Several people started to lie with their eyes closed.
"Really?"
Anatole asked back, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not.
"Admiral, have you seen Darien today?"
Seeing the inexplicable guilt of the crowd, Yuri knew that this group of people was unreliable, and finally decided to do it himself.
"No, is there any problem?"
"Darien went to pick someone up today..."
Yuri organized his words and prepared to give the admiral a shot of vaccination first.
"——Uncles again!"
A childish voice interrupted Yuri's words.
Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the sound.
Darien was walking towards them with little Wade.
A small white ball stepped on the floor one step at a time, looked at everyone with sparkling eyes, and waved to them.
Darien had brought little Wade to find Anatole, and he led little Wade and walked straight towards the crowd without stopping.
When little Wade gradually approached the group of people, his head turned, looking left at the group of people led by Yuri, and then right at Anatole standing beside him.
His big eyes suddenly lit up, and little Wade let go of Darien's hand, spread his short legs, and rushed towards Anatole.
Then...
he hugged Anatole's legs and shouted: "Mom——!"
This clear and loud "Mom" echoed in the huge living room for a long time.
Anatole: "......?"
Everyone: "...?!!"
Yuri felt the deafening silence for the first time.
Darien took a few steps forward, picked up the little Wade who was holding Anatole's clothes, and tapped his head lightly with his fingers.
"You called me the wrong name."
"Oh..." Little Wade pretended to cover his forehead with both hands, and then changed his words to Anatole:
"Father--"
The long and tender little baby voice was completely sweet, and instantly captured the hearts of everyone present.
"...Yeah."
The frozen Anatole responded in a seemingly calm voice, and the corners of his mouth rose visibly.
"Little Wade, do you want to stay with your father for a while?"
Darien glanced at Anatole and motioned him to hold Wade's hand.
"Okay~"
Little Wade was very curious about this new father, and he approached Anatole and held Anatole's hanging fingers.
Anatole stiffened his body a little uncomfortably, and then immediately relaxed and held the little hand in his palm.
"Father, I'm a little thirsty, I want to drink water--"
Little Wade raised his head and looked at Anatole, speaking in the same tone he usually used to act coquettishly to Darien.
Anatole nodded, and a slight smile appeared on his originally serious and cold face.
He was used to having a cold face, and most of the occasions when he wanted to smile were professional fake smiles. This rare smile looked a little stiff.
After watching Anatole holding little Wade to get water, Darien turned around and faced the group of people who wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What do you want to ask?"
Darien crossed his arms over his chest and stood in front of everyone.
"Um..." Iroh was the first to step forward.
Darien raised an eyebrow and signaled Iroh to continue asking.
"If the Admiral has done something to let you down, please speak up. Even if you have children, even if he is our superior, we will never cover up for him...!"
Iroh closed his eyes and nervously spoke out all the words without even pausing.
Darien: "......?"