Galaxy and Promise

As soon as the space shuttle landed, there was a drizzle in the sky, and the whole mansion was shrouded in mist.

Terrence didn't bring an umbrella, and opened his palms to slightly block the rain. He walked unhurriedly across the stone road to the porch, put down his suitcase, and twisted his long wet hair.

With a "plop", a group of ginger-yellow hairballs jumped out from the side flower bed, straightened its limbs and fluttered on the steps.

Terrence bowed his head.

I saw that turmeric hair ball raised its green eyes, looked at him calmly, flicked its tail after a while, and said in a good voice: "Meow".

The cat, who came from nowhere, is not afraid of people. It has lost a lot of weight in the rain, but it is still round, and it just sits upright.Terrence thought of something, gave a short laugh, turned and opened the door.

The cat walked in with its head held high and its tail up, leaving a series of wet footprints on the white carpet.

The housekeeping robot slid forward and began to meticulously clean up the water stains on the ground.Curious, the cat circled the robot twice and tried to scratch it a few times, but the fur on its paws was almost plucked.It was startled, took two steps back, bristled its fur, and whined as if complaining about something, but it didn't quite give up, and it didn't take long before it tiptoed forward again.

Terrence looked at it with interest for a while, and felt that the cat's character was familiar. He thought about it carefully, smiled slightly, and turned to deal with the gift boxes piled in the hallway.That was a gift for the Gods' Day that he received this year. Although he has a cold personality and has always stayed in the military dormitory, many gifts are still sent to the main house every year.

Two ties, five scarves, seven pairs of gloves, and some cuff and collar buttons.I don't know which "famous and unknown" anonymous bastard sent a set of music box chocolates. As soon as I opened it, the music was loud, the lights were shining, the light and shadow were gorgeous, and the effect was outstanding.Terrence was dumbfounded. He was stunned for three seconds, then closed the lid of the box with a snap, and threw it out.

Not famous?Then it's best not to really let him know who it is.

The cat didn't know when it gave up fighting wits with the housework machine, slipped to his side, and rolled around contentedly with a scarf in its arms.

Terrence glanced at it, then pulled out the scarf casually, fished a cushion from the sofa and stuffed it in.The cat seemed to be aggrieved, and groaned and chirped a few times.Terrence ignored it, put the scarves and gloves into the dressing room, walked to the front porch leading to the courtyard and sat down.

There is no one else in the main house, only the robot maintains the daily cleaning.

It's early spring and the weather is still chilly.But the plants in the garden can't wait to be dyed green.The pattering rain fell on the leaves, condensed into water droplets, and slid to the ground.

In my vague impression, the house is much more lively.The eldest brother is always very busy and rarely returns home. During the festival of God's descent, many gifts will arrive.At that time, I was always willing to spend a whole day, or even longer, unpacking these boxes.

At that time, he was always envious that his brothers and sisters could receive so many gifts.

that time--

"Meow".

The small ginger-yellow animal came closer, pushing his face with its soft paws, calling out warmly.

Terence turned his head and met those eyes just in time.Emerald green, bright and gentle, especially innocent, but also has some hidden cunning.

The cat called again: "Meow".

Terrence still couldn't help laughing, he sat up slowly and said, "I have nothing to feed you."

The cat raised its head, shook its ears, and flicked its tail: "Woo meow."

"Okay." Terence was a little surprised to find that he was very patient, he said, and got up, "I'll look for it."

But cat food doesn’t just pop out of nowhere, there are only nutrition bars in the freezer.

Terrence took a peach stick, opened it and handed it to the cat.The cat went up to sniff it, showing a vivid "disgust" expression, flicked its tail, turned around and walked away.

"Huh? I quite like this taste." Terrence raised his eyebrows, and didn't dislike being touched by a cat. He took a bite directly, and the sweetness piled up on his taste buds made him hum happily.

But the cat looked unhappy.

It grunted and complained from the back of its throat, wandered around the living room for a while, and jumped onto the sofa angrily to toss about.When it was picked up by the household machine, its paws were still hooking a cushion persistently. With a "click", a beautifully bound book fell from the bottom of the cushion to the floor.

"Huh? This...?" Terence was taken aback when he saw this, finished the nutrition bar in two or three bites, walked up to pick up the hardcover book, and flipped through it casually, "Hey, it's it, so it's still here ?"

Paper books are not very common nowadays, and more often they are more decorative than practical. In other words, they are expensive because they are rare.Terrence still remembered that the book in his hand had cost him more than half a month's salary and special allowance.

After all, it seemed to be a suspense novel, and he didn't seem to have finished it.Anyway, with nothing to do, Terrence simply sat down by the sofa.

——The weather is suitable for reading.

As far as I remember, there seems to be a lot of books in the family. The eldest brother is a serious parent who never allows him to play around in the study.But I vaguely remember peeping through the crack of the door, the tall bookshelf is full of books of various colors.

During holidays, my sister would occasionally hold a book and sit with him on the porch, reading stories in a gentle voice.And the second brother is an overactive guy, even if it's raining, he always runs around outside endlessly.

The rain fell on the front eaves of the porch, making a delicate rustling sound, and the wind was filled with the unique, damp and fresh breath of early spring, which made people drowsy.It seemed as if someone was playing loudly in the distance, and next to my ear was the gentle voice of a girl with a smile.

——"Let's tell this story today, ■■■."

Terrence opened his eyes.

— very strange.Terrence himself felt very strange.

He is not a stickler for the past, and he has never had much sense of belonging to the renovated main house.But as if being split in two by something, inadvertently, some inexplicable feelings always surge up from the deepest part of memory.

The book covering his face was lifted.

"Are you asleep, hello—"

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of familiar eyes.

Get very close, emerald green.

Terrence hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to push away the face that was too close, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said in a vague voice, "Why are you here, huh?"

"I wanted to invite you to dinner." Andre sat down cross-legged, "You didn't reply to my communication."

The cat slipped past his feet, was caught straight, and he touched it from head to tail a few times. The cat meowed and pushed its claws in vain, but failed to break free.

"You have a cat—no, where did the cat come from?"

"I don't know, I followed the door by myself." Terrence said, Andre just lifted the cat up, and the two pairs of green eyes looked at him together, and he couldn't help laughing, "They are green eyes after all."

Andre was startled when he heard the words, turned the cat over, and the two green eyes looked at each other for only a second, and they were sure that they were disgusted with each other.

"I think," Andre raised his eyebrows provocatively at the cat before putting it aside, and said solemnly, "my eyes are more beautiful."

The cat arched its waist angrily and let out a demonstrative huff.

Terence was amused by the major general's naive behavior against the cat: "Of course, you look better." He evaluated objectively, "After all, you are the one who pays for the meal."

"Wow, this is really—" His Excellency Major General won the first battle, but he was still dissatisfied, and went to protest, "You must know that I also pay for the drinks."

"Okay, okay——" Terrence couldn't help laughing, he pushed and shoved casually, and handed the book just now to Andre, "Here, here's the award for you."

"Eh?"

"God's Day, birthday, Mayflower, or whatever, I don't remember," Terrence said. "Isn't this one missing from your library?"

"Aha? Hey, my God, Terrence, you actually remember? I almost suspect that you are secretly in love with me—" Andre shook his head and clicked his tongue, "Speaking of which, you don't really have a crush on me, do you? After all, I'm so handsome, it's nothing unusual to be crushed on."

"Yeah, yeah—let's say so," Terrence rolled his eyes perfunctorily, and pulled out a standard smile, "After all, you have beautiful green eyes."

"—"

The major general of the empire, who had experienced many battles, lost his voice in an instant.

"Pounding".

The heart seemed to rise to a very high place at that moment, and then gently fell back to the original place, making a small but deafening sound.

Terrence: "By the way, I've finished watching. Do you want to know who the murderer is?"

Andre: "..."

Andre: "No, shut up."

Andre felt a sense of inexplicable loss, and looked at the hardcover book in his hand, and felt a little comfort.Looking around, he found the music box being held between the cat's paws and playing with it.

"Hey, how about this, do you like it?" He snatched the music box out of the cat's claws and asked with a smile.

Terrence's face became a little strange: "...you sent it?"

Andre was complacent and boastful: "William and Elizabeth came to ask me what to give you for God's Advent Festival. I think your room is too deserted. You need something to increase the atmosphere and make it lively—"

Terrence: "...Andre."

Andre: "0v0?"

Terrence: "Even if you're green-eyed and blond-"

"—Sure enough, let's give him a beating!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute—"

Andre quickly opened the music box, scurried away amidst the exciting music, quickly unwrapped the chocolate with his fingers, and fed it directly into the other party's mouth.

"Specially made liqueur chocolate—"

The colonel stopped halfway with his fist, chewed it once, and chewed it a few more times. His anger was instantly extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

"How about it, is it sweet?"

Andre came up again.

Terrence glanced at the bright smiling face, his green eyes seemed to be filled with light.

He snorted and tapped his fist lightly on the forehead of the other party.

The author has something to say:

Ten years ago.

Terrence: I like blondes.

Andre: 0v0?

Terrance: That's why you're such an annoyance that I haven't punched you in the floor yet.

Andre: Ah, come on, you know I still have other advantages—

Terrance: Like green eyes?

Andre: ………

Terrence has a natural affinity for blond creatures.

For example, his mother.