Eight o'clock.
Shen Qianyu finally finished her work.
The assistant stepped forward, saw Shen Qianyu's tired appearance, and reached out to massage his forehead.
He subconsciously reached for the cigarette pack on the table, but couldn't find it. Only then did he remember that he had quit smoking.
The reason is that he was too dependent on the numbing sensation that cigarettes gave him.
Although he was still in the prime of his life as an orc, his hair at the temples was already gray, and his shadow carried an air of loneliness that no one could salvage.
Alone and lonely.
Shen Qianyu has not yet emerged from the shadow of losing her cub.
They, and the entire orc race, have been lost in longing for a long time.
Everyone can remember him through the photos or videos of the cubs that are circulating everywhere.
Throughout the orc race, the cubs have left too many traces, inescapable and unavoidable.
Turn around and you'll meet the cub from your memories.
Losing a loved one is not a sudden downpour, but a continuous, lifelong dampness.
Even now, when Shen Qianyu is doing her work, she will stop for a while and look at the spot next to her where the cub usually sits.
Or he might walk to the bedside and suddenly lift the blanket, hoping the cub might play hide-and-seek with him and hide inside.
The assistant saw this and was very anxious.
But no one can soothe Shen Qianyu's pain; only time can slowly fade the buried shadows.
"alright."
Shen Qianyu said.
"Let's go back."
Shen Qianyu returned home from the palace. Her assistant took away her cane and coat. The house was warm, and the servants had lit the fireplace early in the morning. Shen Qianyu spent her hibernation period like this every year.
Last year was different; with cubs around, he had to wake up from hibernation early to clean up the mess they'd made.
But last winter, Shen Qianyu didn't feel cold at all.
It was probably because the cub was tiny, but when you held him, he felt like a little furnace. Moreover, he had severely tarnished his father's image in front of the orcs, so Shen Qianyu was in a hurry to wake up.
As Shen Qianyu thought of this, the corners of her mouth turned up.
He sat down in the rocking chair by the fireplace; the whole room remained exactly as the cub had been.
The toys were still out and about, and the baby's shoes were still on the shoe rack in the entryway. All traces of the baby had not yet disappeared from this house.
Moreover, not even a speck of dust remained; Shen Qianyu always cleaned it herself.
It looked as if the cub had just rushed out to play for a while, and would obediently go home when night fell.
Shen Qianyu sat by the fireplace for a while, then, realizing he wouldn't be able to wait for the cub to come home again, he transformed back into his original form. The giant snake slowly slithered from the chair to the bed, rubbed against a pile of toys, and sank into the pile of toys to sleep.
Even though the bed was a bit small for him, Shen Qianyu still curled up and squeezed himself onto the bed, layer by layer.
"dad."
"dad!"
Shen Qianyu opened his eyes and stood up. He heard the cub calling him again.
Shen Qianyu scanned the entire room with his vertical pupils, but saw nothing before turning his gaze away.
It's just another illusion.
...
dad……
Seeing Shen Qianyu's pitiful state, Qianyuan felt her heart almost melt.
However, he is still at the orcish entry checkpoint.
His previous abilities had all vanished when he self-destructed along with the monster.
This body was created for him by the system; he was an orc, but the system did not tell him what bloodline he was, leaving him to discover it for himself.
The little guy touched his hair, then stood on tiptoe and jumped up to look at the long queue at the border, wondering how much further he would have to go before he could enter the city.
This body is a bit too weak right now...
Qianyuan had no way to prove her identity, so she could only silently queue up and watch in her heart the scene of Shen Qianyu sleeping alone in the magnificent palace.
Finally, I got to queue up for Qianyuan.
Orcs also judge by appearances. They glanced at Qian Yuan's face and then at her not-too-dark black hair.
"An orc? Its fur is a mixed color, is it a hybrid?"
"It's okay, you have a good face. You can look for jobs in other places where you need to present a presentable appearance."
Qianyuan took the identity card and followed the crowd, leaving only the two guards staring at each other.
Why are you looking at me?
Another person said, "He looks familiar! I feel like I've seen him somewhere before!"
"No way?" his companion mocked him. "Where have you seen such a cute little orc before?"
"Is this some kind of excuse you're making because you couldn't win her over?"
The orc, his ears turning red, explained, "No! I just think he looks familiar! Don't you guys think so?"
The other companions pondered for a moment: "That's true..."
Qianyuan had already entered the city. As soon as he stepped into the main city of the orcs, he saw a very tall statue in the central area not far away.
The little guy thought it was carved on someone, so he went over to take a look.
Why does this person look so familiar?
The little guy walked around the statue twice and saw the inscription on it:
"All orcs dedicate this to the Crown Prince. His leadership spirit will never fade. Bearing heavy responsibilities and accepting the mission in times of crisis, the young man has become king. The crown of kings will forever belong to him. Let flowers and gentle breezes adorn his glory. Let us call out his name—Qianyuan!"
A Thousand Fates, One Destiny: ...
Ugh! What a shameful thing! Such a huge statue, standing where everyone can see it, it would be better to just kill it!
Qianyuan now has black hair and maintains the appearance of a young boy. The beastmen have only seen him a few times, so they don't have a deep impression of him.
However, there is still a risk of being recognized!
After all, he was still standing in front of his own statue!
The little guy immediately covered himself with his hat and tried to sneak away.
However, his furtive movements made him seem even more suspicious, and he was immediately surrounded and questioned.
The little guy was thinking about how to answer when he noticed that the police officers questioning him all had a small keychain on their waists.
The people upstairs look so familiar...
Isn't this him too?
This is what he looked like as a baby when he was little!
"Hey, why are you staring at my keychain?! I'm not giving this to you. I spent three months' salary on it. It's a picture of my baby's face, and it's now discontinued. The price has skyrocketed. I absolutely will not give it to you!"
Qianyuan was silent for a moment, then asked the officer, "Isn't the baby cute?"
Officer: "Of course he's cute! What do you mean? You don't think he's cute? What kind of taste do you have?! I don't think you're ugly either, how can your taste be so bad! Hurry up, let's add each other on the roster, I'll send you a video so you can experience the charm of this little guy!"
"No, no..."
Qianyuan weakly refused.
If this isn't considered social death, then there's nothing more terrifying than this.
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