You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

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The room was quiet, only the slight sound of the equipment. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, accompanied by a man's deep voice.

"Little Lord."

"Hmm..." The person on the bed turned sideways and muttered something, but he still didn't have the slightest intention to open his eyes.

"Wake up." The voice continued to wake up gently.

The person in the bed cabin muttered a few words, but still didn't give him face.

The man beside the bed had long hair tied up by a headband, and he was wearing a black tuxedo, which made his figure even more slender. He bent slightly and continued to call, showing no impatience towards his young master who was still awake.

"Little Lord……"

But his young master was still unwilling to open his eyes.

"Xiao..."

The man frowned at the words spoken by the young man on the bed. After quickly considering the pros and cons, he still chose to press a red button on the side of the bed cabin.

The purple light flashed across the translucent bed cabin, and the young man lying inside suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a cold glow.

He pressed a button, and the closed bed compartment opened instantly.

The young man sat up straight slowly, looked at the man not far away, and said in a cold tone, "Hughes."

The man lowered his head slightly, and replied: "Yes, young master."

"You should know that using electric current directly is dangerous." The young man raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." The man replied neither humble nor overbearing. Listening carefully, he could find that there was no emotion in the voice. He said, "But the general called you over, and you have been asleep for a month."

"I'm looking for someone." The young man clenched his hands tightly, with a look of tiredness in his eyes.

"Well, you've been looking for someone for a month." The man responded kindly, "It's not good for your health to keep looking."

Obviously concerned, but there is no mood swing, but the young man has long been used to it.

"Then you're using electricity?" There was some gnashing of teeth in the young man's voice, and the man knew why.

"Without the electric current you are most afraid of, Hughes may not be able to wake you up." The man analyzed rationally, "I have tried the reminder button and the sound transmission button before."

There was a lot of silence in the house.

Hughes heard his little master cough a few times, his ears were blushed, and he tilted his head in doubt.

"It's none of your business, go out and tell father, I'll be here in a while." The young man waved his hand, turning his face away as if trying to hide something.

Hughes didn't think too much, closed the door and walked out.

In the rich and magnificent hall, a man in neat military uniform has already sat down. The numerous medals on his chest show his extraordinary, while the faint wrinkles on his forehead show that he is no longer young.

Seeing Hughes coming alone, the man frowned, but there was a little worry in his eyes: "Is he still awake?"

"No, the young master is awake, but he will come over after a while." Hughes responded in a low voice, standing beside the man.

"Wait a while? He's just dawdling." The man snorted softly and said with a frown, but the brows stretched quite a bit.

The knives and forks are still neatly placed on both sides of the plate, but the man still has no intention of eating. He glances at the direction of the stairs on the other side from time to time, and the wings in his eyes are clearly visible, even with that serious and upright face. No discomfort at all.

After waiting for a while and still no one came down, the man frowned again.

"I talk about looking for someone every day, looking for someone. How can you be so quick to find someone?" The man frowned, "Who is he looking for? Did you ask when you woke up just now?"

"The young master seems to have read a word." Hughes thought for a while and replied.

"Oh? What word?" the man asked.

"Xiao Zi." Hughes replied slowly, and Fu added, "I heard the young master read a few names: Xiao Shu, Xiao Qi, Xiao Moqi, and a few more, all with the surname Xiao."

The man frowned: "Have you checked the whereabouts of these people?"

"Yes." Hughes nodded, stretched out his hand, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The light reflected a screen in the air, on which several names were listed, and each name was followed by a number. Zero, Hughes continued to add: "Everyone, there is no such person."

"Then he..." The man snorted, and just as he was about to say something, a small ball of light on the side of his hand suddenly flew into the air and jumped in front of the man.

"There is news, there is news." A crisp female voice said mischievously.

The face of the man who heard the voice softened a lot, but he soon became serious after opening the message panel.

"Hughes!" the man called.

"Yes." Hearing the man's overly serious voice, Hughes also responded very quickly.

"You should find time to tell him about the information before. Besides, you will be at home for a while, taking care of Yan'er. I have a very important task to go out, and it may even take a long time before I can come back." The man frowned. Frowning, the face that rarely changed color was deeply moved. Obviously, the news he saw this time was more dangerous than before.

Hughes faintly sensed something, but he couldn't feel the complicated emotions, so he just prepared the car for the man and made the promise hundreds of times before, saying: "Okay, whatever How, Hughes will take good care of the young master."

The man took one last look at the still empty staircase, and walked out the door.

Hughes watched the old master leave, and stretched out his hand to take the cooled steak on the table.

"Hughes, what are you doing?" The young man who just came down the stairs frowned, but found that things seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

He glanced at the empty living room and raised his eyebrows: "Where is my father?"

"The general has received an urgent mission and has already set off." Hughes lowered his head slightly and reported.

"Is it a mission?" The young man nodded, and suddenly his face turned pale again, "What day is today?"

Hughes took the young master's expression into his eyes, and was a little puzzled, but he still gave the answer seriously: "Today is the early summer of Interstellar Day 3715, and there is still about a month before the bug swarm."

He saw that the young man standing on the stairs turned pale, and there was a faint tendency to fall down the stairs, so he subconsciously rushed to the stairs and reached out to catch him.

The young man's weight was no problem for him, but for some reason, the soft and warm touch gave him an extremely strange feeling.

The person in his arms is warm, different from his paleness and coldness.

This is a pulsating, living, living being.

Hughes' heart moved, but before he could react, the habit he had developed over the years made him let go of the young man in his arms and took a step back.

The young man's face was pale, and there was a hint of grief in his eyes.

Hughes tilted his head, faintly aware that his young master was not in a good mood at the moment, so I didn't tell the young man in front of me immediately what the man had ordered.

"My father, did he go to the front line?"

After a while, Hughes heard the trembling voice of the young man asking, and nodded hesitantly, and then he heard the young man's mocking words.

"You said that if they encountered a bug swarm in their line of work, what chance would they have of coming back?"

After an almost subconscious analysis, Hughes had come to a clear conclusion in his mind.

zero.

There will be no possibility of coming back.

In the past, tens of thousands of troops worked together to deal with the insect swarm catastrophe that caused heavy losses. If it were just an urgent announcement in today's form, those who went there would not have any chance of surviving.

will not have.

Hughes seemed to be able to understand the grief of the young master at that moment.

Thinking about losing his master and changing the young master to be his new master, his mood is still a bit complicated.

Although, only a little.

"Tell me, what are the possibilities." The young man raised his voice, and his words seemed to carry the demeanor of his father in the past.

Hughes never lied: "It's impossible, master."

The word "Master" seems to have been finalized.

Hughes looked at the young man who was still young and immature trying to straighten his back, and there seemed to be a hint of determination in his eyes with a little water.

He watched the young man pursed his lips, turned around and walked upstairs again, instead of following, he stood where he was.

The food on the bed was already slightly cold. Hughes stretched out his hand to clean up the plates and chopsticks, but suddenly thought of a problem.

It's just that the young master only said a few words, a casual idea, and he easily believed it to be true, isn't it a bit strange?

Hughes touched his heart, where there was no beating heart, replaced by a tiny beeping machine.

It is still operating as usual, and it seems that it has not noticed the trust beyond reason.

Hughes was stunned for a rare moment, and then suddenly heard a message from the system.

"Ding—new news, the bug swarm is coming ahead of time."

Just as the youth said a moment ago.

Hughes paused for a moment, and finally went into the kitchen to prepare something before stepping up the stairs.

The door of the young man's room was closed tightly, and no sound could be heard from outside the door.

I don't know if the sound insulation is too good or it is true, nothing happened.

After thinking for a while, Hughes directly entered the password at the door. The unmodified password quickly opened the closed door in front of Hughes.

The young man was lying in the bed cabin, and the small green light reminded Hughes that the machine was in use.

At this moment, Hughes seemed to be able to understand what it means to laugh in people's hearts.

He stretched out his hand and was about to tap the red button, but he gave up the idea after seeing the young man's pale complexion and restless sleeping face.

He pressed the communication switch, and said softly: "You want to know, where are Xiao Qi and Xiao Shu?"

These names seem to be endowed with an invisible magic power.

The young man who hadn't opened his eyes after calling out countless times in the past suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight in the direction of Hughes.

Eyes full of expectations.