Star Wars Fish Diary

Seeing that the blond-haired mermaid's face turned pale, red, and blue, Al couldn't help asking a few more worried words: "What's the matter, is there any problem with checking this information?"

He lowered his eyelashes, looking very disappointed: "It's mainly because among my friends, only you are familiar with this. If it's really inconvenient, it doesn't matter."

Speaking of which, He Bo, who is also a nobleman, would definitely be very happy to help him, but the Ryder in front of him is the best candidate for this job in all aspects, and if it were not for special circumstances, he would not settle for the second best .

Ryder shook his head hurriedly: "No, it's not very troublesome. I just thought of something else, which has nothing to do with this." Of course, it is impossible for him to tell the black-haired mermaid that he made a wrong expression because of his own sentimentality.

After recovering from the charming atmosphere that did not exist before, he carefully looked at the old pocket watch that Al handed over. The photo on it was obviously old. wearing a military uniform, showing a very standard eight-toothed smile.

Although the clothes shown in the photo are black, the badges of the military tents are in color, so this is a color photo, and the mermaid who looks exactly like Al in the photo should also have black hair and black eyes, just like the mermaid in front of me.

If he remembered correctly, in Al's information, none of his parents grew up like the mermaid in front of him, and the information did not show that Al was adopted.

Although pouring cold water might make people uncomfortable, he felt it was necessary to remind Al: "It's not impossible to look alike in this world. Are you sure the male mermaid in this photo is your father?"

Al nodded: "Before I left, the mermaid Mera who raised me did not deny that I was not her own, and my adoptive mother would never be kind enough to raise a child born to someone else and her husband. "

"May I ask, who gave you this thing, and who told you that your biological father is called this?"

It seems that there is nothing that cannot be said about this kind of thing, Al said sincerely: "Mr. Austin told me."

Ryder pressed, "Who is Mr. Austin?"

"He is Jacob's father, and he is an old acquaintance with my father." As for the old lover relationship that Austin himself talked about, Al will not publicize it everywhere.

Hearing the name Jacob, Ryder's expression turned ugly.What happened two days ago is still vivid in his memory. Although he only had a few encounters with that noble from planet D, these few encounters were enough to make him hate him to a certain extent.

Jacob is not a good thing, and Austin, as his father, is naturally not a good thing.

He seemed even more worried: "The Angel family is famous for telling lies, you must believe his words. You must know that photos are easy to forge, and such a pocket watch is even easier to make old."

Whether it's Austin's words or Ryder's words, Al has his own judgment: "I am very grateful for your concern for me, but I think I trust my intuition more. What's more..."

He paused here, took a sip of the sweet and sour deep-sea bubbles in the cup in front of him, and then completed the second half of the sentence: "Besides, if according to what you said, he went to great lengths to lie and lie to me." , there must be something to ask for, so what exactly is he asking for in me?"

If Meera and the others were his biological parents, he was nothing more than a commoner mermaid who looked a little better and was a little smarter than the others. Whoever was full had nothing to do to spend his time doing this.

"But……"

After all, there are demands from others, and Al analyzed with him patiently: "You also said that Mr. Austin and Jacob are very similar, both ruthless and ruthless, and they will do anything to achieve their goals. As early as 2 years ago, it was because Because of Mr. Austin, I was able to spend the next two years of my high school career in peace, and the reason why Mr. Austin intervened at that time was because he said my biological father."

After swallowing the sparkling drink in front of him in one breath, the voice of the black-haired mermaid sounded a bit bitter: "You know, I'm just an ordinary commoner, and my status and class are there. If he really wanted to do something to me at that time, I have nothing to do."

Ryder originally wanted to say that the Federation would take care of it, but thinking about it, facing such absolute power, it is unlikely for the Federation to stand up and protect a small civilian.

"What you said makes sense. I will try my best, so leave this pocket watch with me for now." Ryder closed the small box again and carefully stuffed it into his pocket.

He moistened his throat with fresh sea water that he didn't add, and looked at the black-haired mermaid expectantly: "Besides this, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

What else could he have said, Al shook his head.

"That's it." Ryder lowered his head, hiding his disappointed expression.

"Right, one more thing."

"Huh?" Ryder raised his head again, his eyes sparkling.

"It's agreed today that I'll treat you. You are not allowed to argue with me. You can eat whatever you want, just let your stomach go."

If you want to invite a duke to dinner, you can't choose a place that is too low-grade. The per capita consumption level here is around 3000 interstellar coins.If you eat more, it may cost tens of thousands for two people.

But now Al has a huge savings, no matter how much Ryder eats, he can afford it.

"Oh." The blond mermaid replied, her tone sounded lukewarm, and she didn't look very happy.

Probably because the speed of serving food in this restaurant is a bit slow, and it took a long time for two mermaids to eat a meal.During the period, he couldn't just eat food and not talk. In order to ease the atmosphere, Al took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"I remember Ryder, you seemed to be very familiar with my school before." When Ryder stepped forward to confront Jacob that day, he recognized his school's library at a glance.

"Oh, because Imperial High School is also my alma mater."

"Then I should call you senior."

"It's okay not to call it that." Ryder poked at the dishes on the plate, looking absent-minded, "It all happened 20 years ago, and besides, there is nothing to talk about in high school except for all kinds of papers."

Originally, school life should be a very resonant topic. For example, we can complain about the teacher together, but this topic has become a bit dry because of Ryder's lack of cooperation.

Recalling that when I talked about school with others, others were always bloodied by him, and I felt that everything he said seemed to be showing off.Well, this really doesn't seem like a good topic.

There is only so much that can be talked about in chat, but memories are not enough. It is always possible to talk about the vision of the future and the ideal of life.

Al bit open a baked flower shell with his sharp teeth, and asked that very classic sentence: "So have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Ryder looked up at him, as if he was a little surprised that he would ask such a stupid sentence, but since Al asked, he still answered: "I am a colonel now, and I will naturally serve the Federation and the Empire in the future."

At the end, he didn't forget to ask back: "What about you?"

"That's great." When Al compliments someone, he always looks at the other person with a pair of eyes that are brighter than a morning star, and then he says his compliment quite sincerely, "I haven't thought about doing it yet. What, I plan to earn money first, and it is best to find my biological parents. Whether they are alive or dead, get a definite news."

After talking about the future work, the topic will naturally shift to the eternal love and marriage. Al went on to say: "If you continue to be a soldier, you may not care enough about your family. Have you thought about who you will marry and how many children you will have?" No kids?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot, you already have a fiancée." As if just remembering this, the black-haired mermaid changed her words, "Have you thought about how many children you will have with Lilith in the future?"

"It's not necessarily Lilith..." Ryder put down the cold knife and fork in his hand, and he repeated, "My future doesn't have to be with Lilith."

"But didn't you say that Lilith is your fiancée?" He clearly remembered the other party's rejection of him at that time, "Lilith is very good, but there is one thing, she doesn't like me."

The black-haired mermaid accused him with his eyes. He obviously said this at the beginning, but now it is what Ryder explained to him.

Ryder began to move slowly again, and the sharp blade cut open the golden and crispy meat steak in the middle of the snow-white plate. He sprinkled the sweet-smelling sauce on the cut meat steak, recalling Said: "Actually, I have always liked Lilith. When I first saw her, she was only as high as my knee. My father taught me that I should marry a female mermaid of noble birth. You know, when I was young, the first time I saw Lilith, I thought about marrying her as my wife. Because she is the most beautiful, cutest, and smartest among all noble mermaid ladies... ..."

He didn't know anything, and Al said that he didn't really want to hear the other party recall his feelings for Lilith. He didn't say a word, and dealt with the food on the plate vigorously.

After Ryder's recollection ended, the topic changed: "I originally thought, this is pretty good, but Lilith really doesn't seem to like me. I'm not a mermaid who likes to force others."

If the two of them can reach a consensus, even if they don't like each other that much, he will marry Lilith, because among the noble mermaids, there is no better choice than her.

But now his thoughts have changed. If Lilith really doesn't like him that much, he is willing to let Lilith go free.

He told Al about the change in his thinking, and then asked for his opinion: "Do you think I should do this?"

Al struggled to bite the straw in the cup, and gave his opinion uncertainly: "If Miss Lilith thinks this is happier, it should be?"

The author has something to say: Al's travel diary

April 6

What on earth is Ryder thinking? What does this kind of question ask him to answer?