Once, Raphael thought, after that vacation, she confessed everything to Eleanor and Erica, but, after all, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes——

Eleanor's death seemed to be the end of why.

In June, after Raphael came back from Fibrarius, she devoted herself to the training of her team—of course, it was still Lynn’s team. The time is used to deal with the affairs of Blood Iris, and in the dead of night, they are still secretly arranging the following tasks.

Raphael's daily schedule is full, it's not that she is not tired, but she has to be like this, she makes herself so busy that she is almost crazy, because only in this way, she will not have time to miss, think of Jialia, To experience the pain of losing everything again!She doesn't want it!No one knew that, in fact, she was more vulnerable and afraid of pain than anyone else... except Jia Liya.

After the nova defense battle that started in June came to an end, Raphael returned to his home in April after he was assigned the task of repairing the damaged satellite as much as possible.Soon after, on 6 July, the Allied Forces abandoned Nova; ZAFT decided to convert it into a military fortress and move it to L7 (later renamed "Boyaz").

From then on, large-scale military operations between the two sides decreased, but small-scale conflicts continued, both on the earth and in the universe, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

Raphael and the others got a short respite because of this, and Raphael gave his team members a long vacation. Seeing the relieved expressions of both the girls and the boys, Raphael smiled in his heart.It seems that this long training has really made them suffer, but in order to save their lives on the battlefield in the future, they have to sweat desperately at this time. Therefore, these young people have never complained, and Raphael is also very happy. Relief, however, is that pressing is necessary, as is proper rest.

But what she didn't expect was what was waiting for her at home.

**

Klein House

At the early morning dinner table, Lacus and Siegel sat opposite each other, finishing the meal gracefully and silently.

After the meal, Siegel handed over the documents to his assistant, and made a gesture to go out. Lacus got up and sent them off respectfully.

After walking two steps, Siegel turned his head and said to Lacus seemingly unintentionally: "Durandall is coming in the afternoon, you should prepare, and don't go out in the afternoon."

Lux paused, looked up in surprise, and asked, "Jill?"

"Yes." Siegel tightened his tie and answered her: "It's nothing, you'll know when he comes."

Hearing this, Lacus put on a smile and responded: "Okay, father, goodbye, come back early in the evening."

"En." Siegel looked at Lacus gently, thinking of the eldest daughter who was about to return, and went out in a good mood.

Lacus watched Siegel's back disappearing through the door before turning back to the table.

"Miss?" Alice interrupted her contemplation softly.

"The thing about going out before..."

Lacus smiled and said, "Let's put it aside, since Jill is coming, get ready, we'll wait at home."

"Yes."

At noon, Durandal arrived, punctual as always, although after Galia left, he never came to teach Lux again.

The departure of that smiling woman took not only herself.

Durandal didn't mean to stay longer, he didn't just come by himself, when Lux saw him, he saw a boy half-hidden behind him, his hands tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.

"Jill, what a rare visitor, please sit down, who is this boy?" Lux's etiquette has always been flawless.

Durandal put on his usual smile, and introduced to Lacus in a good mood: "Ray—is my adopted son."

Lux followed his gaze, and saw that the boy named Ray finally showed his head from behind Diradar. The blond hair was softly attached to his head. On his delicate face, there was visible tension in his blue eyes. disturbed.

Lux laughed a little, and asked Alice to take him down to get some snacks to treat him well, then looked at Durandal.

"What do you want me to do?"

Durandal just smiled and didn't speak.

Lacus didn't care, and continued to smile: "You can't just bring him here to recognize his face, right?"

Durandal's still laughing.

"I think it would be better if Ray can live in Klein's house. I'm busy now and don't have much energy to take care of him."

Lacus looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Is there something you didn't say? My father didn't say anything, and it seemed that he acquiesced. What's the origin of this little guy?"

Durandal took a sip of tea and blew on the mist rising from the cup.

"Miss, don't you think this child looks like a person? Don't talk about the facial features, just look at the appearance."

A touch of emotion quickly passed over Lux's calm eyes, and when Durandal saw it, the smile in his eyes grew wider.

"Yes, I admit it." Lux sat up straight, nodded and said: "There is a shadow of someone on him, but so what?"

"That person once wanted to adopt him, but unfortunately he couldn't do so."

"Does it have a relationship with that person..." Lacus restrained her smile.

Durandal put down his cup and looked at Lux seriously: "Yes, then, what do you think, Your Highness Lux?"

……

In short, when Raphael came home, besides Qiaoxiaoqianxi's younger sister Lax, there was a thin boy with blond hair in front of the door, and the wind was blowing softly at dusk.

Raphael paused, and quickly blinked to cover up his emotions.At this moment, Lux had already stepped forward and took her arm affectionately.

"Sister, you are back! We miss you so much!"

Raphael curled his lips and said, "It's my fault."

"That's right." Lux scolded, then pulled the boy who had been standing timidly at the door, and said cheerfully, "Sister, this is Lei, our younger brother."

"Brother..." Raphael's tone remained unchanged, and Lacus nodded with a smile on his face.

Raphael stepped forward, and saw the boy nervously clenched his sleeves tightly because of her icy breath or seeing a stranger, his almost ice-blue pupils were full of panic.

Raphael looked at him, sighed in his heart, and involuntarily stroked the top of the child's hair with his hand. Raphael is also 15 years old this year, and he is slender. Although the child is not much younger than them, he is taller. It was a bit short, so there was nothing wrong with Raphael's move.

Feeling the momentary stiffness of the blond boy under his hand, Raphael tried his best to soften his facial expression, and asked gently: "Are you, Lei?"

Lei was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Raphael smiled, although it was very shallow, he saw it from Lei's angle, and the timidity in his eyes disappeared under the surprise.Raphael suddenly hugged the thin young man tightly. When Lei was at a loss, her gentle voice came muffled from the gap in the clothes, and she said, "Welcome home, our little brother."

The boy's pale lips trembled, and tears were almost shed on his fair face.

A few days ago, Raphael got a diary left by Jialia before she was alive. There were a few words written on the title page, which was indeed a piece of poetry——

The light yellow after the snow melts, you are like; the fresh green with the first buds, you are;

tender joy,

The water is floating with the white lotus that you expected in your dream.

You are a tree with flowers blooming,

It was Yan whispering between the beams,

——You are love, warmth, hope,

You are the April day of the world!

The author has something to say:

You are the april day of the world

- A tribute to love

Lin Huiyin

I say you are the April day of the world;

The sound of laughter lights up the wind on all sides;

Dancing and changing in the brilliance of spring.

You are the cloud and smoke in the April morning,

The evening wind blows softly,

The stars flashed inadvertently,

Drizzle drops in front of the flowers.

That light, that Pingting, you are,

The crown of fresh flowers and flowers you wear,

You are naive, majestic,

You are the full moon every night.

The light yellow after the snow melts, you look like;

Fresh green with first buds, you are;

tender joy,

The water is floating with the white lotus that you expected in your dream.

You are a tree with flowers blooming,

It was Yan whispering between the beams,

——You are love, warmth, hope,

You are the April day of the world!

[I personally like a poem, I would like to recommend it. I originally wanted to write Donoghue, but I didn’t have time. I prepared his extra episode, and I’m hesitating whether to post it. Can you give me your opinion?Also, is there a character you miss a lot?Let him out next time?Don’t tell me I won’t remember [x]

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