idiot vader

12.

Rama passed another day in a daze, and until the third day, he couldn't escape the evening banquet.The general's secretary sent a briefing, reminding him that the theme of the banquet was memorial service and fundraising for the victims of the war, and he could never miss such a banquet.

He vaguely remembered that the dress that Vader had chosen for him had been forgotten on the cliff in his hometown.

Rama turned on the home duplicator, hesitated for a while on the recommended drawings, thought of Vader's intentions, finally turned off the machine, and left the house.

He came to the most luxurious track on the first star and found a famous handmade product store. The clerk received him respectfully.As he tried on the exquisite, hand-finished gowns, he thought he was doing the stupidest thing he had ever thought possible.Now that he could appreciate the subtlety of these things, he settled on a tie, a special blue that matched Vader's eyes very well.

Did Vader really stop there when he said he was going to lead him through the door he was going to walk through sooner or later?He didn't know, but he felt that he might have stepped through that door.He has been the little prince of the empire, so there will never be an occasion that makes him feel unattainable and unattainable. He can step into any door without fear, meet anyone's sideways glance, and ignore any stealing in any corner. whisper.

Is this why heroes always marry a princess?

He stared at his gloomy face in the three-dimensional mirror, could he not have all of this, just the princess?

In the evening, he walked into the gate of the summer palace with his head held high, his face expressionless.He was surrounded by anger and disappointment, but his expression and demeanor were really suitable for the beginning of the memorial service.

The banquet hall of the Summer Palace has slightly less festive decorations than when it came a few days ago, but it is still magnificent.People don't really care about the loss of the war. The memorial at the beginning of the banquet is a show of sadness, and the dance after the banquet will continue until midnight.

When Rama entered the door, the prince in the standard photo was at the banquet, and he will preside over the memorial service tonight.Even when this was not the case, he was a very serious man.Rama found that his nose was indeed unattractive and beautified by official standards.The platinum-haired one standing next to him looked more like a prince than himself because he didn't speak.

Rama stopped halfway in the banquet hall, looking at the person he had been thinking about for two days from a distance, Vader exchanged glances with him, and then turned his gaze away indifferently.His heart was completely cold, he stepped forward to meet the future master of the empire, His Royal Highness returned the salute solemnly.

He forced himself not to look at Vader in front of the prince, he didn't know if the prince had some deep meaning when he looked at him, and he didn't care too much.

After taking a few steps back, someone came to greet him.He was perfunctory, and then secretly glanced at Vader. The little prince was standing beside the prince, with a cold and distant expression on his face, completely avoiding his sight.

He was suddenly furious, mixed with the shame of being rejected and fooled.He turned away abruptly.

The prince's speech included the remembrance of the dead and the hope for peace.Rama didn't listen to a word, and a girl to his left made a face at him, whispering her disapproval of the official speech.His anger softened a little, and he turned to look at the girl, who had dark hair and bright, bright eyes.He gave her a smile, and she was a smart girl, holding his arm with a small hand in a light blue glove, "I hope you can go through the pain of loss and gain peace."

She whispered it, understanding and sweet, knowing better than anyone else that he had had enough of heroic praise.Rama thought darkly that he could propose to her tonight just because she was better on her left and not annoying or cruel at all.

The prince's lengthy eulogy finally came to an end, and the reception began in an atmosphere of remembrance. People were talking in low voices, talking about memories, and a girl was singing a mournful song in an ancient language.

The black-haired girl was always with Rama. Rama listened to the song fascinated. Suddenly, the girl whispered in the common language, "If I were a tree, I would be carefree and free from lies. I would be free from suffering, full of vitality, peaceful and harmonious." .Living in the arms of the goddess of abundance, fearless. Drinking the blood of the earth, hearing the joys and sorrows of the world. I am in the same heart as the song of the elves, like an old friend returning. I don’t want to leave again, and my lover is by my side. May I live again under the illusion of the past, that I am all that I was and all I am."

"What?" Rama felt a little sentimental when he came back to his senses, "Do you know the meaning of the lyrics?"

"I'm a linguist," said the girl, smiling slightly, and she had beautiful eyes.She has a crush on him.She is gentle, reserved and proud, and more importantly, she is also very smart, almost the type he likes.

It is more in line with his favorite type than Vader, but it is a pity that Vader is the person he likes.He was suddenly sad, and he knew he couldn't lie to himself anymore that he hadn't loved Vader for three years, his friends could almost all see it, and it was no use pretending to be blind.

"The melody of this song is so sad, you are sad." said the girl, and Rama realized that he didn't even remember her name.But the concern on her face is real, she is compassionate, not as selfish as Vader, she must be someone who would care about a friend. "Can I go for a walk with you outside?"

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head lightly, stepped back a step away, and the girl's hand that was holding his arm was lowered. "I'm fine."

"Okay." The girl smiled gently, she was about to say something when she was suddenly distracted by someone behind him, and she looked a little wary.

Rama turned his head quickly, and Vader didn't know when he was standing beside him, his face was livid. "I..." He was speechless.

"Spare your nonsense!" Vader said unceremoniously, and gave the girl a completely unmannered look. To Rama's surprise, the girl didn't understand what was going on, but she didn't show any weakness. He stared back at Vader, who was more than a head taller than her.Rama really felt a little fond of this girl.

Vader was a little annoyed by the provocation, Rama quickly grabbed his wrist, apologized to the girl, and dragged Vader away.

Vida gritted his teeth and whispered, "You actually flirted with her in front of me."

"Excuse me, who are you here? After a one-night stand, I usually can't remember the name of my partner." Rama also said mercilessly. "I'll flirt with whoever I want to flirt with."

Vader was stunned by anger, and turned pale to Rama, with a dangerous light in his eyes, "You bastard, you are not serious about this!"

"Really?" Rama said calmly, he remembered that every time he quarreled, as long as he was calm, he could piss Vader half to death, "Who rolled off the bed and never heard from?"

"Oh," Vader said, his voice becoming as cold as iron, "You don't believe me at all, you don't believe me at all, you think I'm not serious!"

"You can speak louder, little prince! It's so loud that your whole social circle knows about your crap!" Rama growled in a low voice.

"I don't care!" Vader roared almost furiously.

Rama swallowed his anger, grabbed Vader's hand, and dragged him out through the door leading to the balcony, thinking gloomily as he walked, that this is a familiar place.

He took Vader's hand, feeling the warmth of Vader's palm painfully, thinking that he would never want to let go.He realized that Vader's palms were sweating a lot, and he didn't let go. He pulled Vader across the balcony and walked to the lake in the courtyard. He walked along the lake for a while before stopping.

He let go of Vader's hand, and turned around and decided to yell that Vader was an idiot, and the only people who could hear the quarrel in this position were the royal security personnel, who were said to be very tight-lipped.

As a result, the air he took deeply to yell was trapped in his lungs, and when he turned around to see Vader's tear-stained face, he was stunned, as if his internal organs had been distorted by a plasma cannon.He panted heavily, watching Vader weeping silently under the moonlight, his beautiful eyes filled with tears, and the tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

"Vida." Rama called his name helplessly, and pulled the silly tall man back into his arms, "Vida, I love you, I'm not flirting with anyone, I love you baby."

"I've been waiting for you for two days, but you haven't contacted me." Vader put his arms around his waist, buried his face in his shoulder, "You regret it, don't you? You think my identity is too troublesome, don't you? Too much trouble not worth it..."

"I didn't." Rama sighed, kissing Vader's face troublesomely, "I didn't, Vader. I'm sorry, you're right, I'm too stupid not to trust you, you didn't contact me, I thought you Not seriously. But I didn't think about the trouble, oh my god, I'm sorry, I'm so stupid I should have called you."

Vader stopped crying, wiped his tears on his clothes, and asked him hoarsely, "Really?"

"Really." Rama stroked his face and kept kissing, "I was wrong, I was a fool, please don't be angry, my lord."

Vader kissed him back, and then burst into a smile, "Are you waiting for my call?"

"Yes," Rama sighed again, "I haven't even slept much."

"I'm sorry." Vader said a little embarrassed.

Rama laughed, feeling the relief in his chest never before, "I love you."

Vader smiled, and helped Furumo's wrinkled shoulders embarrassingly, "The clothes are not bad, did you choose them yourself?"

"I was afraid you would get angry, so I went to the tailor's shop to buy it." Rama stroked Vader's face, carefully wiped away his tears, and caressed his poor baby.

"That's right." Vader said, and slowly began to let his arrogance emerge, and he said hopelessly, "You follow the rules of the ball very much, so did you follow the rules a little bit more, and bring gifts for the ones you like?" people."

Rama smiled, and pulled out a wrapped tie from the inner pocket of his coat. This piece of cloth cost him a lot of money.

Vader was taken aback for a little bit, and then more arrogance emerged. He took the gift, "Is there any meaning for you to choose this gift?"

Rama said dryly, "Well... It is said that the origin of this thing is to wipe the mouths of gentlemen."

Vader laughed and sniffed, still a little uncomfortable after crying, he took off his bow tie and threw it into the lake, then quickly tied the tie that Rama had given him around his neck. "I can wipe my mouth with it when I get dementia."

"Actually, it's the color that suits your eyes," Rama whispered. "You left your bow tie in the lake and they'll have to pick up the sundries tomorrow."

Vader smiled even wider, ignored him, and stroked his new tie contentedly.Rama looked at him lovingly, he looked wrinkled and cute after crying, Rama took his hand, fingers interlocked, palms pressed together, his heart was at ease, and he thought of a sentence in that ancient drama Now he finally understands the meaning of this sentence, "A close palm is far better than a kiss."

He suddenly began to regret deeply, for the past three years, "Vida, why haven't we married yet? We should have eloped as soon as we met."

Vader was amused, and looked at him with bright eyes. Under the moonlight, his platinum hair, gray-blue eyes and slender figure looked like a perfect elf in Rama's eyes, even his annoying arrogance was beyond recognition. is indispensable.

Vader smirked for a while again, as if he was a little embarrassed, but finally he became serious, "I've always thought that once I can marry you, I will kneel down to you immediately without delaying a minute."

Rama couldn't help laughing, pulled Vader up and kissed him again, Vader kissed him back a few times, then pushed him away, "Wait a minute, wait until I finish. I will... I will use a a star to propose to you because you deserve something so good."

Rama laughed again, luckily it wasn't a stupid laugh, he was a little embarrassed, but still blushed and heartbeat at Vader's hopeless romance.

Then, Vader suddenly knelt down on one knee, "I propose to you at the place where my family has proposed for generations, and I want you to accept the stars I dedicated to you."

Rama couldn't help but realize that Vader never bluffed, he was always real.Vader's stunningly handsome face was extremely serious, and his gray-blue eyes were full of tension. He took out a ring from his coat pocket, touched the gemstone on the ring, and a Turing jewel came out. , spinning lightly around the ring.Rama recognized that spinning and spinning as a miniature model of a planet made of gemstones, reflecting in detail all the features on the planet and the light seen when viewing it from space.

"I love you." Vader's nervous voice was trembling, "This is the territory of the Lynch family. It is a good planet. Although there are no rare mineral deposits, the location is average, and the population is not particularly large, it is a beautiful planet. After losing the right to inherit the empire, I will inherit the family territory and become the governor. I... I will fly with you in space for ten years, or 20 years, but in the end... please come back here with me."

Rama's fingertips trembled a little, he couldn't speak, when Vader said to give him a star, it was not an exaggerated love language.

"Please marry me," Vader said tremblingly.

Rama suddenly knelt down on one knee towards him as well, and Vader jumped when he started the movement, as if he thought he was going to run away suddenly.Seeing that he was about to kneel down, Vader let out a long sigh of relief.

"I want to marry you," said Rama directly, "though I don't have a planet for you."

"Give me one world is enough," Vader said, grabbing Rama's hand, and slipping his family's ancient ring onto Rama's hand. "My mother gave it to me, and my grandmother knows about it, so you can rest assured that they won't be a problem. But if the wedding is too grand to bother you, please don't betray my grandmother." He said a lot of words quickly , clasping Rama's hand with the ring tightly. "You can give me that big box of toys in your attic in exchange, they're worth the same amount."

Rama grabbed Vader violently and kissed fiercely, "I love you, you smartest idiot, don't you know that I love you? I love you, I don't care if they agree or not, let alone I will care about how exaggerated the wedding is, I will dress up like you and have a fake smile on my face. Also, even if they lock you in the castle, I will snatch you out and get married."

Vader smiled on his lips, "Dear baby, don't make me want to beat you at such a wonderful moment when the proposal is successful, I'm not a princess with long hair."

"You are a little prince with long hair and a bow," said Rama, "that's pretty much the same."

The author has something to say: the lyrics are a Nordic ballad

The closeness of the palm is far better than the kiss - Shakespeare