Royal Alchemist

Under the moonlit night, Zhuo Fan's figure became thinner, and his soft outline merged with the moonlight, as if it would disappear in the bright moonlight at any time.

Yuan Da was fascinated, and suddenly remembered many years ago, when he was still young, the marshal was still there, the war had not yet broken out, and everything was still the same as before.

At that time, Zhuo Fan always wore thick work clothes and climbed up and down in the fighter plane, covered with oil, he liked it very much, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was very attractive when he smiled.He was very kind to everyone, except he would raise his eyebrows, poke Yuan Da's shoulder with his white fingers and say, "You are a fighting type with strong limbs and a simple mind!" Then Yuan Dahui stared in disbelief and said: "I've commanded more people than you've ever seen! How dare you say I'm simple-minded? You're an assistant with thin arms and legs!" Then Zhuo Fan glanced at him like an idiot, turned and left , leaving Yuan Da in a panic.

But just after that thrilling battle that engraved history, all these became a thing of the past.

How should I speak my first words?

Yuan Da clenched his wine glass subconsciously, even the cunning guy Mensa could be so relaxed when he saw Xiaobai, why should I be nervous?

But I'm so nervous, what should I do?Would he ignore him and leave?Or just swing the bottle?No, no, he doesn't know how to swing a wine bottle, even if he swings it, he certainly won't have the strength to smash it.

Yuan Da rubbed his head and changed his leg with difficulty.

Zhuo Fan raised his wine glass and poured it down, the crimson wine overflowed from the mouth of the glass and flowed along his neck, Yuan Da stared at his protruding Adam's apple, his soul was hooked.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Yes, long time no see!Just say it!

Yuan Da took a deep breath and took a step. This step required more courage than the first time he stepped into the battlefield.

But as soon as he stepped on the foot, he saw a figure stepping up the balcony and walking towards Zhuo Fan. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his foot and almost fell over.

Zhu Xifeng pressed Zhuo Fan's shoulder: "Drink too much, almost drunk."

Zhuo Fan smiled and patted the chair beside him: "Sit."

Zhu Xifeng adjusted the angle of the seat and sat beside him gracefully.

In the shadows, Yuan Da wished he could shrink himself into a small ball.

"I thought we would meet in battle again when we met again, but I didn't expect it to be on such a peaceful occasion." Zhuo Fan filled Zhu Xifeng's glass with wine.

Zhu Xifeng didn't take it seriously: "We don't go to the battlefield, what kind of military encounter."

"Can't you also be a combat type?" Zhuo Fan accidentally noticed that Zhu Xifeng didn't wear gloves like in the past, and the transformation array carved on his flesh and blood had healed, leaving a faint scar, "Ah, your hands ...You don't do combat anymore?"

"Well, I won't do it." Zhu Xifeng touched the back of his hand, "It hurts like hell every day, so I don't feel guilty about it."

"How did you figure it out?"

"In the past, I wasn't sure whether he would like to be a master alchemist of the auxiliary system or a master alchemist of the combat system, so I studied concurrently. Now there is no need for that." Zhu Xifeng even spoke with joy in his tone.

"It's because you worry too much. Dean Clark doesn't care about whether you are an auxiliary or combat type, a great alchemist or something else."

"And if it's my turn to go to the battlefield, then the Glittering Empire will be over. It's better to run away with Clark earlier."

Zhu Xifeng's unloyal words made Zhuo Fan amused: "Don't let Qiuye listen to these words, and even if you want to leave, Dean Clark won't leave."

"Then I'll just kidnap him and won't let him slip away again."

Zhuo Fan looked at him quietly and said for a long time, "That's great."

The brief silence caused a subtle change in the atmosphere.

"What about you?" Zhu Xifeng asked.

Yuan Da, who was in the shadows, perked up and pricked up his ears.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhuo Fan smiled wryly.

"Are you going to stay in the Solomon Empire?"

"I'm not like you. I have a longing for the reunion. I don't have anything. Is it the same everywhere?"

The soft words pierced Yuan Da's heart like an awl, and the pain made him short of breath.

Nothing at all!

This sentence was like a spell, buzzing in Yuan Da's mind.

"And I still have family and teachers..." Zhuo Fan muttered to himself, picking up his glass again.

Zhu Xifeng stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of the cup: "You drink too much, you don't have a good capacity for alcohol."

Zhuo Fan laughed and said, "I can drink a lot now, isn't drinking capacity a thing of practice?"

"Didn't you never drink alcohol before? You said drinking would affect your accuracy when refining precision components, and would damage the performance of the fighter."

Zhuo Fan hung his hand holding the wine bottle in mid-air, and said for a long time, "So what, who else can use the fighter plane I built?"

Yuan Da's breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't stand anymore. His body leaned against the wall, slipped slowly, and suddenly sat on the ground.

After speaking, Zhuo Fan pushed away Zhu Xifeng's hand and poured a full cup.

Zhu Xifeng didn't forcefully stop him, and watched him pour another glass after drinking.

"You don't have to stay with me, let me stay alone for a while." Zhuo Fan picked up his wine glass.

Zhu Xifeng took a deep look at him, got up and left.

Zhuo Fan sipped the wine in his glass, letting his thoughts drift in the wind, his eyes were a little blurred, and the hazy moon overlapped and blurred.

Yuan Da sat in the shadow, looking at Zhuo Fan under the moonlit night, the courage accumulated before had been exhausted long ago, and he couldn't take this step.

Slowly, he fell asleep in this position.

After an unknown amount of time, he was dazedly awakened by someone patting him.

"Boss Yuan! How can you sleep here! It will affect the image of my Great Shining Empire!" Qiu Ye stood in front of him.

Yuan Da woke up suddenly, and looked at the balcony again, but there was no one there.

Qiu Ye supported Yuan Da's arm: "Boss, you'll catch a cold if you sleep here, I'll help you back to your room, Jacques, come and help."

Yuan Da randomly grabbed his body and found that his body was covered with a thin blanket.who is it?Who puts blankets on themselves when they're asleep?

"You built it for me?" Yuan Da asked Qiu Ye.

"No, I woke you up when I saw you squatting here."

Who else could it be... Yuan Da thought of an answer that made him ecstatic.

Then there is only him!Who else but him?It must be that he couldn't bear to watch me suffer from the cold!So, he still misses me in his heart!I still have hope!

Seeing Yuan Da's expression, Qiu Ye alternately felt sad, confused, and then excited: "Boss Yuan, have you drunk too much? Even if you're in a good mood, you don't need to drink so much, right?"

"In a good mood? Why should I be in a good mood?"

"Didn't you reconcile with Professor Zhuo?"

"No... I haven't been able to talk to him yet..."

Qiu Ye twitched the corners of her mouth: "I clearly saw Professor Zhuo go to the terrace, and then you followed him out, and you didn't talk to him all night?"

Yuan Da laughed dryly: "No..."

Qiu Ye broke down a bit: "Boss Yuan, you are too...too...too..."

"Too much?"

"Too unpromising." Qiuye murmured, suppressing her voice in her throat.

Yuan Da didn't care about Qiu Ye's words at all, and was still immersed in the world of thin blankets.

"Boss Yuan, if you procrastinate like this, something bad will happen!" Qiu Ye said earnestly, "It's okay to be inconvenient to meet before, but now that I've given you a chance to meet, if you don't take the initiative to find him, he will think that you won't let him go at all. In my heart, I have no intention of reconciliation at all, and then I feel more and more resentment towards you in my heart!"

Yeah?is that so?Yuan Da was a little flustered: "I've been looking for a chance to talk to him, but I just don't know how to say it."

"Do you still need to worry about it? When someone stands in front of you, what you want to say will come out naturally! If you don't say it, how will he know what you are thinking? From his point of view, it means that we have lived here for a day, and you don't know what to say." Haven't looked for him yet, are you waiting for him to come to you? How chilling!"

The more Yuan Da thought about it, the more he realized that it made sense, he really had captured the heart of the emperor, if Zhuo Fan mistakenly thought that he was putting on airs, he would be in serious trouble.

"Go back first, I have something else to do."

Yuan Da did not go back to his own room, but came to Zhuo Fan's room, still holding a thin blanket in his hand.

But it is already two o'clock in the morning, and it is definitely unrealistic to knock on his door to disturb people's sleep, so Yuan Da simply guarded the door, deciding to stand all night, and when he opened the door the next morning, he could see himself and express himself The determination to have a deep talk with him.

Yuan Da leaned on the door panel, pinching the thin blanket over and over in his hands.

The thin and warm blanket felt smooth to the touch, and Yuan Da's thick hands caressed it lovingly, thinking that what he was touching was not a blanket but a person.

What I am most afraid of is not unforgiveness, but not caring. If Zhuo Fan has long since lost his place in his heart, how should he deal with himself?

But he can still think of covering himself with a blanket, which means that he still cares, right?Even if only a little bit.

Yuan Da thought about it, and a smile appeared on his rough face. He put the blanket on his face for his own amusement, and he was full of anticipation for the meeting the next morning.

Just as he was having fun, suddenly his back was empty, the door opened, Yuan Da was unprepared, he plunged in, and threw himself on a soft yet hard object.

Zhuo Fan had a problem, he would feel hot all over after drinking to the point of half-drunk, and couldn't sleep.After the banquet came back to the house, he tossed and turned on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. Looking at the night outside the window, he wanted to go out for a walk to get rid of the alcohol.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a huge monster fell in and was thrown to the ground.

Most importantly, this thing is still covering its face!

Zhuo Fan let out a cry and threw a punch.The touch under the fist was hard and thick, it didn't feel like being punched on the flesh, but on the steel plate, I don't know how the masked man felt, anyway, Zhuo Fan was throbbing in pain.

The masked man struggled frantically, holding Zhuo Fan's soft abdomen with his hands.

With the strength in his hands and the weight of his body, Zhuo Fan felt that his stomach was about to be squeezed out by him, and immediately let out a wail.

The masked man was startled, and suddenly he fell back, and the back of his head hit the cabinet next to the door heavily, and the loud sound was painful to hear.

Zhuo Fan hurriedly climbed back a few steps, keeping away from the masked man vigilantly.

The masked man rubbed his head, grabbed his face with his big hands, and finally grabbed the thin blanket.

If it wasn't Yuan Da, who else could it be?

Zhuo Fan cursed: "Yuan Tian! Are you sick!"

Yuan Da sat on the ground, grinning and rubbing the back of his head, it really hurt.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing lying on my door!" Zhuo Fan was furious.

The well-conceived meeting process was destroyed, Yuan Da's mind was blocked, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "Long time no see."

Zhuo Fan was about to explode with anger: "Get out!"

They are all in the house, Yuan Da will not go out even if he dies, he carefully handed over the thin blanket: "I am here to return the blanket to you."

Zhuo Fan glanced at it: "What, what are you doing for me?"

"Didn't you cover me?"

Zhuo Fan said with a cold face, "Stop being self-righteous, why should I cover you?"

Yuan Da moved forward in embarrassment: "Isn't it you?"

"You can take it for fingerprinting to see if I have touched it."

Yuan Da rubbed the blanket and said solemnly, "No fingerprints can be left on this soft fabric."

Zhuo Fan showed Yuan Da's familiar idiot eyes again, and issued the order to evict the guest: "Leave my room!"

Yuan Da hugged the blanket and moved into the room instead.

"What do you mean? Stay in my room?"

Yuan Da simply rubbed in again, with a rascal look on his face: "Unless you throw me out."

Zhuo Fan felt a serious communication barrier and gasped for breath: "But I want to go out! I have something to do!"

"Then you go, I'll stay here by myself, you don't need to worry about me." Yuan Da felt that he was too considerate.

For Zhuo Fan, there are not many things that can make him lose his temper in this life, no matter how troublesome he meets, he can communicate calmly, except for this person in front of him.

If you can be pissed off by him for decades, and you will still be pissed off by him after decades, I am afraid that he has provoked all the anger for the rest of your life.

Zhuo Fan ignored him and simply lay down on the bed, covering his body and head with the quilt.

Yuan Da observed for a long time, and made sure that he had no intention of getting up again. He moved towards Zhuo Fan bit by bit, took a step to look at it, moved to look at it, and finally moved to the edge of the bed, resting his chin on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps sensing the breath behind him, Zhuo Fan leaned to the other side.

Looking at the silhouette wrapped in the quilt, Yuan Da sighed heavily.

The room fell silent, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard, as if time stood still at this moment.

"Long time no see." Yuan Da's voice was hoarse and dry, even trembling imperceptibly.

There was a brief stagnation in the ups and downs under the quilt.

Yuan Da licked his dry lips, and said the lines that had been carefully organized for a day like a bamboo tube pouring beans, regardless of whether people listened or not: "I have missed you so much for so many years, and occasionally heard about you It will take me a long time to remember.”

He spoke very slowly, every word seemed to be dug out from his heart: "I have never dared to see you, I have no face to see you, I have lived a life of wandering, let alone come to you, think about it I feel so stupid."

Under the quilt, Zhuo Fan's eyes were wide open, as clear as a mirror, but too dark to reflect anything.

"You are Solomon's best mechanic and a professor at the school. The emperor relies on you to build fighters. In comparison, I have nothing to offer. All I can do is try my best to keep the last incense of the Legion of Glory. In fact, I don't dare to think about you too much. Every time I think of you, I feel panicked, and then I think wildly, wondering if you will get married, will you have children... will you... forget me... "Yuan Da's voice lowered.

"I have been wearing a mask for a long time, for fear of being recognized by others. After wearing the mask for a long time, I almost don't know what I look like. I often dream of looking for you, and you ask me coldly Who are you, and then I will wake up." Yuan Da twitched the corner of his mouth, "After a long time, I dare not go to you, even if I meet, I don't know how to speak."

"There's also Zhu Xifeng, who was only half a boy when I left, and now he's always glaring at me, and always likes to scold me with words. But I just love hearing him scold me, it's so cool, It was as if the hard shell had been smashed to reveal the fresh and tender meat inside, and the scolding made me sober." At this point, Yuan Da laughed so loudly that the bed was shaking.

Zhuo Fan felt that he couldn't breathe, his eyes were hot with steam, he turned his face and rubbed repeatedly on the pillow until it got wet.

"Are you asleep? Then let me speak softly." Yuan Da really lowered the volume, "It's better if you let you sleep and I let me talk. If you look at me, I can't say anything."

Yuan Da adjusted his sitting posture, and rested his face on the bed: "I still have the fighter plane you gave me, not to mention, even though it is so broken that it is about to fall apart, it can still fly and fight, but I don't want to give it up. Let it fight with others, I'm afraid it will be broken. I don't want to prove anything in front of you. I really like it. Mechanics nowadays are very impetuous. They just want to be fast and powerful, and they don't know how to balance their attributes. It's comfortable to wake up."

"You don't know, Qiuye and our new emperor just sit there and hug each other all day long. How can you say that there is such an annoying child? It's so annoying! I don't know who I learned from. In the past, the marshal and Xingyao is not like that! Don't say I can't stand it anymore, even You Zixun and the others can't stand it! It's not like our meeting, they are all well-behaved, and they have to avoid people when they hold hands."

The bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and without light there was only complete darkness.

"The past years are irretrievable. We still have many decades to come. Can you give me another chance?" Yuan Da said in a hoarse voice, looking forward to seeing the person in the quilt turn around. and smiled softly at him.

However, there was no response after all.

More than 20 years of sad waiting, disappointment and despair, how can he just say a few words to get over it?The rift in my heart has been getting wider and wider over the long years. How easy is it to make up for it?If it can be filled with life, he will definitely jump without hesitation!

Yuan Da took a deep breath and buried his face in the sheets.

-

The next morning, Yuan Da woke up at dawn. He looked around sleepily, and suddenly remembered that he fell asleep talking in Zhuo Fan's room last night.

But the room was empty, there was no one there, and the quilt was neatly folded on the head of the bed, as if no one had slept at all.He still maintained the posture before falling asleep, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a blanket in his arms.

He hurriedly stood up, and couldn't help shivering as soon as he got up, his body felt as if he had been beaten up, and there was no place in his body that wasn't sore, could it be possible to sit awkwardly on the ground all night without pain?

He rubbed his neck with one hand, and pushed open the door with the other, just in time to see Qiu Ye and Feng Qi passing by the door.

Qiu Ye's expression changed dramatically from calm to surprise to surprise: "Boss Yuan, did you sleep in Professor Zhuo's room yesterday?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Da nose responded.

Strictly speaking, he did sleep in Zhuo Fan's room.

Qiu Ye was so happy that her eyebrows were flying: "So, we will have an excellent mechanic soon?"

Yuan Da didn't respond this time.

Feng Qi is obviously much more realistic than Qiu Ye, the most important thing is that he didn't find the "satisfied" and "refreshed" state in Yuan Da, so he quietly asked: "Sleeping together?"

Yuan Daxu clenched his fist and pressed his lower lip: "Ahem, he sleeps on the bed, and I sit on the floor."

This is the truth of the matter!

Qiu Ye was wilted, and then comforted: "Very good, there is progress, it is better than him sleeping on the bed and you sitting in the corridor, please continue to work hard!"

In fact, he almost sat in the corridor, and he stayed in the room only because of his thick skin.

Feng Qi said seriously: "Safirol sent a few more mechanics to be Professor Zhuo's assistants. The focus of today's negotiation will be on technical aspects. Keep your spirits up and don't miss the business."

"I see." Yuan Da straightened his back.

When he came to the restaurant, Yuan Da saw Zhuo Fan, he was chatting happily with his assistants, he was completely different from the person who drank and drove him away viciously last night.

Yuan Da took breakfast and found a quiet corner to stare intently at Zhuo Fan in the distance, without taking a sip of the breakfast in front of him for a long time.