May you be happy and prosperous

After dinner, Shakya went into the kitchen to help Lu Twelve wash the dishes, but unfortunately, after breaking a plate and a glass in a row, he was kicked out of the kitchen by his future wife who couldn't bear it.

Walking out of the kitchen with his hands in his trouser pockets, the supreme ruler of Wattren didn't look guilty at all. On the contrary, Sabak, who was sitting on the sofa and watching the news with a remote control, heard the noise, raised his head, and looked at him strangely. She glanced at him and asked, "My lord, aren't you doing the dishes?"

Shakya looked back at him expressionlessly, and asked calmly, "Do you think I look like a dishwasher?"

Not like.

Of course not.

Uncle Shabak immediately stopped talking. Under his watch, Shajiaye swayed leisurely into the yard again, and was about to change back into a beast shape and run twice on the roof to relax his muscles and bones, but at this moment, He saw the student squatting in the yard looking curiously into the pool—the student took off his veil at this moment, and under the dim moonlight, the line on one side of her cheek that continued from the eyes to the corner of her lips The long scar looks very dazzling.

Thinking of the various abnormal behaviors of this girl tonight, Shajiaye stood on the spot and looked at her for a while, and then realized that it would be better to ask directly if she was guessing here, so she walked over and stood firm. Cleared her throat—the disciple turned around and saw that it was Shakya, moved his lips and was about to say hello, but the man didn't give her a chance to speak, but asked very straightforwardly: "Student, today At the dinner table, do you have anything else to say?"

"..."

There was a rustling sound on the artificial grass, and the disciple raised his eyebrows slightly, as if surprised that Shakya was so direct.

"I don't think the only purpose of your talking so much tonight is to make me propose to my staff," Shakya smiled lazily, with a habit of keeping everything in his hands Domineering, "It's true that Shun Ran has this plan, but... I don't think you are the one who cares about such things."

The student stood up, patted the non-existing dust on the skirt, then raised his eyes, and glanced at the tall man standing in front of him: "Your Majesty, there is news from Watlon that the range of His Highness Byron's territory in the north is There seems to be a tendency to close the city in the city, only allowed to go out and not allowed to enter, such harsh conditions, but people went to the city for a long time - I heard from the subordinates, including several weapon blacksmiths."

When Shakya heard the words, the smile on his face remained the same—only those golden pupils became brighter under the moonlight, a little bit tainted with danger. He almost immediately grasped the point: "Are you afraid to worship?" Lun raised troops to attack the capital?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out," the disciple lowered his eyes, "From the very beginning, the earth was just a planet of resources in our eyes, and our home is in Vatlun, the capital of King Cesar... just in case, His Majesty still smokes It’s better to go back to Vatlun to confirm it yourself. Recently, the activities of the earth’s rebel forces have gradually subsided. I’m afraid they will make some big moves. If the main battlefield is not planned to be on the earth from the beginning...”

"That would be the best. If the main battlefield is not on Earth, I have fewer things to worry about." Sha Gaya clapped his hands and smiled, "Is that what you are doing? It is also very hard to find a reason for me to go back to Vatlun to get married as soon as possible—— "

"Human life is short, Your Majesty."

The student interrupted Shakya's teasing, turned around, and solemnly looked at the tall man in front of him who was almost two and a half heads taller than her—but when he was almost looking up, those green eyes The momentum in the pupils is undiminished.

The disciples always have such a serious face, which is boring and boring to Sha Gaya. Over the years, he has cultivated an indestructible body that can withstand all kinds of thoughts of the disciples, but only at this time At this moment, the serious expression on the face of the person in front of him made him unconsciously suppress the smile on his lips slightly, and his golden pupils sank. After a long silence, Shakya said blankly, "I know."

"Since you have chosen a human being as your partner, if you treat each other seriously—"

"of course."

"If so, it's best to cherish the short time we can be together."

The student lowered his head and stared at the pool in front of him. At this time, the phantom beast in the pool seemed not quite used to the approach of a strange awakened phantom beast. He flicked his tail in the depths of the pool, rolled up a string of bubbles and floated to the surface of the water, and then It broke, and the decorative duckweed leaves floating on the pool floated away along with the rippling water. Amid the sound of the water, her voice became lower and lower——

"Time is a terrible thing, it can bring everything, and it can take everything away... Compared with humans, the lifespan of people on the planet Valteron is very long, and we are destined to be the ones left to endure the years—— If you don't cherish the time we were together, then in the remaining time, as time goes by, the memory will become blurred, and in the end, I am afraid that there will be no memory to recall the time."

Shakya was silent for a moment, and seemed a little surprised—in his memory, the disciple had never said such a long sentence...a sentence that did not contain any regulations at all...So he lowered his voice and asked: "Can I Do you understand that this is advice from someone who has experienced it?"

The disciple turned his head, looked at him in astonishment, and then smiled for the first time.

"It is."

Shajiaye was speechless for a while, secretly thinking about what he should do after the old man who is washing dishes in the kitchen is in the coffin. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a solution—find another one, He had never thought about this issue for the time being, let alone thinking about it, just thinking of someone other than Lu Twelve sleeping in his bed made him feel uncomfortable.

Even when he was with Chaoyun, he never spent the night with her.

At that time, he felt that he was not used to sharing the bed with others, but now he is sober, not because he is not used to it, but because there is no suitable person to share the bed with him yet.

Now that person has appeared.

But probably with all his might, he could only sleep with him for a short time of one-fifth of his long life.

Thinking of this, the blond man finally restrained his smile and frowned, feeling that now they really discussed a rather unpleasant topic.

But he couldn't find a reason to blame the student at all. What she said was complete and correct, and she couldn't find any faults—it just pointed out the problem that Sakaya had been avoiding all the time.

Shakya was a little depressed, his eyes wandered around thinking about what to say to change the topic, and finally his eyes fixed on the scar that could not be ignored on the perfect side face of the awakened phantom in front of him, suddenly He said without end: "The scar on the face is a burn?"

The disciple didn't seem to expect that Shakya would ask this question, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face. There was a momentary loss of focus in those beautiful pupils, but she soon came back to her senses, bowed her head and looked down. He said "Excuse me" in a low voice, then covered his face with the light veil repeatedly, then nodded and replied: "Your Majesty guessed right, it's a burn."

Shajiaye nodded, and said casually: "This small injury, if it were you, should be healed in a second."

The disciple smiled again, and said lightly: "If one day I get so old that I forget his name, at least when I look in the mirror, I can still remember that there was such an important person in my life."

Shakya: "..."

For a moment, Shakya realized that he seemed to have pushed the topic in a weird direction.

So he was completely depressed.

Unhappy.

Not happy why human life span is so short.

Not happy about why all the organisms in Valteron live so long.

And at this time, the balcony door behind them was suddenly opened, and a slender figure of a black-haired young man appeared behind the crack of the door. It was inconvenient for him to enter the yard with plush slippers on his feet, so he had to raise his voice slightly to ask from a distance. The two in the yard: "It's cold and delicious. Some hot desserts. I baked some egg tarts just now. Do you want to come and eat?"

Lu Twelve stood behind the window, looked at the awakened phantom beasts who were standing by the pool and didn't know what they were talking about. He stepped forward and hugged him - a big man was hugged like a child by another big man, Lu Twelve blushed from the root of his neck, stretched out his hand and pulled the man's hair: "What are you crazy about?" ?”

Regardless of the pain of the hair being pulled, Shakya tightened the strength on his arms, hugged the black-haired young man in his arms and at the same time stretched out his head and quickly kissed the corner of his lips: "I want to eat Dessert."

Lu Twelve: "...?"

Completely inexplicable.

Then, throughout the next night, Lu Twelve found that no matter where he went, he could feel a glint of eyes following him from behind.

Turning its head, some stuffed creature turned its head in the exact opposite direction from where it was, and yawned loudly.

It's winter, even though the heating is turned on in the house, it still feels windy.

……

It wasn't until he went to bed at night that Lu Twelve's doubts were finally answered.

At that time, he was lying on the bed, clutching the warm quilt, drowsy, his mind was full of "What medicine did Brother Cai take wrong tonight", at this time, he heard "click" and "click" coming from the window With a soft sound, Lu Twelve was terrified, turned over and sat up suddenly, only to find that after the window was pushed open, a tall blond man crawled in from the outside on hands and feet. The window was a bit cramped for his stature, he rubbed back and forth, and finally managed to squeeze himself in through the small window.

Lu Twelve: "..."

When Sha Gaya landed on the carpet in the room, the window behind him closed with a bang, blocking the cold air and the sound of howling wind outside the door.

Lu Twelve lifted the quilt, and the man who was still in the cold outdoors got on the bed quickly. Lu Twelve took off his coat for him and asked, "Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

Shakya replied without hesitation: "The student is outside."

Lu Twelve: "..."

Shakya finished taking off his clothes, leaving only a pair of underpants on his body, and then he couldn't wait to grab the black-haired young man sitting beside him and put him in his arms, holding him firmly like a big baby, His hand wandered around his body and finally slipped into his belly from the hem of his clothes. Lu Twelve shrank back with a "hiss" from the cold, but Shakya sighed contentedly and closed his eyes. upper eye.

A look ready to sleep.

However, Lu Twelve was woken up by his torment, and now he has no sleepiness at all. After thinking about it, he decided to solve his doubts, so he patted the man's big hand: "Brother Cai, you are very sticky tonight, what's going on? ?”

"Huh?" Shajaye's vague voice came from above his head, "Nothing."

Dead ducks have tough mouths.

"You've been staring at me all night."

Lu Shidan said in pain, raised his head, hugged the man's neck with both hands and pulled it down, forcing him to look at himself - in the darkness, he saw those golden pupils open, eyes full of helplessness look at him.

Lu Twelve: "Say."

Shakya: "..."

Lu Twelve stretched out his hand, touched the man's head, and said sympathetically, "The disciple taught you again?"

Shajiaye patted his hand away, thought for a while, and said with some hesitation: "It's not counted, just let me marry you and return to Vatlun."

Lu Twelve laughed "poof", and suddenly felt that something was wrong when he smiled, and immediately restrained his smile and cursed: "That's all you have to worry about all night, you motherfucker—"

"The disciple carefully calculated the life expectancy ratio between human beings and Vateruns." Shakya said in a deep voice.

Lu Twelve shut his mouth all of a sudden.

"A fifth, or less."

The man turned over, picked up the black-haired young man and let him lie on his body. At this time, Lu Twelve was lying on Sharjaya's strong chest, his jaw hurting, but in his In this place, he could clearly hear the strong heartbeat coming from the man's chest—at this moment, Lu Twelve suddenly felt the wonder of life, obviously they were completely from two planets Two species, yet have exactly the same heartbeat.

He stretched out his hand and touched Sha Gaya's chin.

This time the man didn't slap his hand away, and Lu Twelve touched the stubble of the beard that had just been born and hadn't had time to hang off in the future.

At this moment, he felt that Shajiaye hugged his waist and lifted him up - when Lu Twelve carried the quilt up together, the tip of his nose collided with the man's cold and tall nose tip, He suddenly heard a man's low, almost inaudible murmur amidst the rustling of the bedding—

"Human beings are so cunning. They live for such a short time. When the time comes, they just let go and close their eyes, leaving us..."

"..."

"Hmph, how do you say that sentence?...Sorrow ends in old age."

Shajiaye was thinking about it, and he didn't know if the tone of his speech was a little dull because he was covered in bed or for other reasons. In short, it sounded particularly aggrieved. Lu Twelve originally thought that this tone was worthy of ridicule, but after careful consideration After reading what he said, his heart instantly softened into a puddle of water.

In the darkness, he moved closer to Sha Gaya, rubbed his face, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again: "Why do you think so much, I'm not going to die tomorrow."

Although his vision was blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, the black-haired young man knew that at this moment, he was very close to Sha Gaya, so close that the warm breath exhaled by the man was inhaled into his nasal cavity in a second, causing this For a while, he only felt that his surroundings were full of men's breath, and at the same time, he heard Sha Gaya muttered: "You said it lightly, anyway, you are not the one who stayed—well, no."

Lu Twelve raised his head slightly: "What?"

"I worry too much."

"?"

"If you don't take out the weapon, I should die before you."

"..."

"Do you still want to make sarcastic remarks now?"

"..."

The whole conversation ended with Lu Twelve's unbearable slap on the man's face.