The princess just wants to go home and feed the pigs [Interstellar]

【One】

As far back as he could remember, the two places he visited most often were the Imperial Military Headquarters and the Academy of Sciences.

At the age of three, he was held by Hyperion and walked in the cold corridor of the military headquarters. He couldn't keep up with Hyperion's pace, and shouted loudly: "Slow down, father, I can't keep up."

So Hyperion slowed down his pace. He looked at the time and saw that the meeting was about to start, so he put his hands under Grant's arms, picked him up, let the child sit in his arms, and strode towards the meeting room. .

"What are we going to do?" Grant put his arms around Hyperion's neck, looking around curiously.From time to time, military officers walked by and saluted General Morse, the most respected in the entire empire.

"Follow me to a meeting." Hyperian stroked his son's soft black hair, and said softly, "There may be a lot of people then, don't be afraid."

Grant nodded and was carried into the meeting room of the military headquarters.

There are many people in the meeting room, Emperor Hansendon, the seven generals of the empire, almost all of them are general-level officers, and even the colonel can't get a place here.

"Sorry, I was delayed on the road for a while." Hyperion walked into the meeting room with a calm demeanor, and sat down in the vacant seat on Hanselton's left.Hearing Hyperion come in, everyone turned their eyes to the black-haired amber-eyed child in his arms.

A child who symbolizes hope.

All the soldiers present here are soldiers who have won countless honors from the bloody wind on the battlefield. Alpha and a few Betas are naturally impossibly gentle.Grant shrank his neck in fear, and clutched one of his father's fingers tightly.

He knew the emperor's uncle, and he often took his brothers and sisters to play at home. Hanselton took out a piece of candy from his pocket and tried to coax him. Little Grant glanced at his father, saw Hyperion smiling and nodded, and then took it. Come over and whisper nervously, "Thank you uncle."

Then the meeting began. They said a lot of things, but Grant couldn't understand a word. He only remembered his father holding him in his arms, with an unprecedentedly serious face, saying "no" many times, and the emperor's uncle clasped his hands on the On the table, the lip line was stretched into a cold straight line, and the brows were habitually wrinkled into deep lines.

He didn't understand, and soon felt bored, leaning against Hyperion's arms, gradually fell asleep amidst the sound of arguments.

Later, there were many such meetings, and sometimes not only the father, but also the father would come together. Little Grant had never seen a father who would gently tell him a story by the bedside, and his words were so severe, and he was not afraid of everyone present. Alphas.Those people in military uniform were left speechless by what their father said—how could they, who have been fighting on the battlefield all year round, argue against the current vice president of the Academy of Sciences and the chief chief of the White Tower, Quint?

When he was five years old, such meetings gradually decreased. The military department seemed to have reached an agreement with his father-but Grant didn't know this. He began to be taken by Quint and went to the Academy of Sciences two or three times a week .

There will be many uncles and aunts in white coats around him, let him lie down in a strange device connected with many data lines, and tell him to sleep and it will be over.

Quint would sit by the side of the cabin and accompany him, just like when he was with Hyperion, who was deeply in the pain of genetic collapse, he accompanied his son to complete the genetic mutation level test again and again.

That day, when he came out of the testing chamber filled with biological solutions, Grant Jr. stood naked in the bathroom. Even though he had just woken up, he felt even more tired. He squinted his eyes and asked Quint who was bathing him: "What else?" Do children have to do the same? You have to check your body every day."

Quint was rubbing his hair for a while, then squatted down, looked at Grant's identical amber eyes, and after a moment of silence, said softly: "No, you are different."

Grant didn't understand then.

Until the age of seven, when Grant and Lei Zhe were fighting in the back garden of the palace, they fell from a tree and broke an arm. The white broken bone pierced the elbow and exposed it to the air, bleeding profusely.

Both he and Lei Zhe kept yelling in fright. The severe pain and bright red eyes brought him the deepest fear so far. The guards rushed over and contacted the doctor immediately, while carefully helping Grant from the ground. stand up.

Hyperion Inquirer, who was discussing with Hanselton in the study, rushed over immediately. Seeing his son's injury, he immediately rushed to him, and before everyone could react, he broke the broken bone back to its original position. Location--

"Ah, ah, dad!" Little Grant yelled heart-piercingly in pain, and the tears that he had endured for a long time burst out, while Lei Zhe took a step back with a pale face, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and turned his face away go.Grant's crying made Hyperion's whole heart ache, but he still didn't stop, picked up his son and let him lie in his arms, so that he couldn't see the wound, and continued to adjust the position of his broken bone .

The moment the stubbles were butted together, Grant's blurred flesh and broken bones immediately began to heal themselves at an astonishing speed——

The pain that was about to make Grant faint was so weak that it was almost negligible within a few breaths. Hyperion wiped off the blood on his son's arm with his clothes, patted his back lightly as comfort, kissed his forehead and cheek, Repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

Grant gradually stopped crying. His face was covered with snot and tears. He turned his head timidly to look at his bloody arm, only to find that the wound had fully healed except for the wiped blood.There was no broken bone, no cut, only the torn clothes and the gravel on the skin told him that he had indeed fallen just now.

Is it magic?Father can do magic?

Grant was stunned for a while, and looked up at Hyperion blankly, only seeing in his father's eyes the pity and apology he still couldn't understand.

Those genes from the ferocious Zerg in the depths of the universe are finally fully dominant in this planned child from this moment.

【two】

At the age of seven, Gran began military training.

Of course, his father, Admiral Hyperion Morse, was responsible for training him. There was a training room in their house, and his brother Sean practiced in the piano room every day. Grant was accompanied by Hyperion for training, while Quint looked after him. young daughter Christine.

The intensity of the training was too much for children of this age. Grant was too tired to lie on the ground after completing two-thirds of it every day. By his son's side, waiting for him to recover.

"I'm so tired... I want to eat, let's continue tonight." Little Grant turned over and lay on his back on the ground, looking forward to Hyperion.

"Eat it when you're done. If you're hungry, bear with me a little bit. I have other things to do at night." Hyperion sat down on the floor, took a thermos to test the water temperature, and handed it to Grant, "Drink some water, it's almost finished Come on, hold on a little longer, your dad has made shortbread, and we're waiting for dinner."

"Okay..." Knowing that pleading for mercy will definitely not work, Little Grant sighed pretendingly, got up with his tired body, and took the opportunity to ask: "After dinner that night, I want to eat an ice cream. "

It is still spring, before the weather is hot enough, Quint absolutely does not allow children to eat food that is too cold, but Hyperion holds a different point of view, boys, their bodies are not so delicate, eat something What happened to the ice cream?

"Alright, let's eat secretly without telling Quint." Hyperion readily agreed.

During this time, Grant has recovered a little bit. His physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary children. Before when his arms and legs were accidentally injured and bleed while playing, he would heal quickly. Quint has always said that it was because His coagulation function is better.

But after experiencing the fracture incident, Grant finally understood the truth.

Like Dad said, he was different. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

【three】

The 17-year-old Grant already knew his life experience and mission.

Inheriting the gene that shields the Zerg biological radar mutated from his father Hyperion from the genetic collapse, and the powerful self-healing gene implanted by the Zerg from his father Quint, he is the hope of the empire and even all mankind against the Zerg.

Knowing from an early age that he was different from other children, he quickly accepted everything.

Just like all boys, or Alphas, the young Grant also had countless wonderful fantasies, saving the world and becoming a hero or something.So when he learned that he was born to fight, he didn't hesitate for too long.

At the age of 15, he was exceptionally admitted to the First Military Academy and achieved amazing results in all subjects. Grant is undoubtedly dazzling. The students and teachers only thought that the excellence was inherited from Admiral Morse and Dean Quint, but they did not know Grant How much effort you put in day and night.

The rebelliousness of adolescence seems to have never appeared in him. Grant has always been obedient and gradually sullen—he is burdened with many secrets. Things are simmering in my heart.

Hyperion said that he bears the mission and hope of the entire empire, and he wants to fight and dedicate to this country, but Quint said that no one is born to do anything, he only needs to live for himself.

When he was younger, Grant didn't understand why his father and father said very different things, but gradually he understood that the two did not conflict, and that while serving the empire, he could also be his true self.

[Four]

Life in the military academy is too stressful, and Grant is used to playing games to relieve it. On the Internet, no one knows that he is the second young master of the Morse family, and he can do whatever he wants.

A new online decryption game has been released on the platform. Players are trapped in different secret rooms. Necessary clues will be hidden in the room of your teammates. Teams communicate with each other through telephones. Only the wisdom of the team members can pass the level.

Grant quickly became obsessed with this game, where he could display his ingenuity unscrupulously without worrying about being said to be showing off behind his back because he was too dazzling.

In the second month of entering the game, he met a boy whose id was "Lan Ning" in a random match.The two were matched on Nightmare Difficulty. The game has only been launched for a month, and there are not many players who can accumulate enough points to enter Nightmare Difficulty. to the people.

After displaying the IDs and avatars of the two, the screen went black, and when it came back on, he was already in a dark room. Grant found out the phone and connected it with ease, and waited for a few seconds. Then I found that the installation on the opposite side was also completed, and the call line can be used.

"Hello?" The boy's voice in the microphone was distorted due to the processing of the game equipment, but it was still clear. He asked, "breeze?"

"I'm here." Grant didn't talk nonsense, and immediately began to tell the other party the clues he found, "I have a string of numbers in my hand now, 21293783251, do you have a lock or something like that?"

"It's good to have a combination lock, but the buckles on it are all written letters." The other side was silent for three seconds, and then said in unison with Grant, who thought of a possibility: "Folded letters correspond to each other?"

The call channel fell silent again, and then the other party laughed, "Let me try, 2 may correspond to b or o, 12 is a group, which means l or y...ah, it's solved."

"There is a box inside the safe, which contains a gun and bullets, so it is probably not safe outside." The other party spoke at a leisurely pace, "There is also the second floor plan of the house, I should be in... In the master bedroom."

Before he could make a request, Grant took the initiative to tell him the characteristics and dimensions of the room he was in, and the other party quickly found his location: "You are in the study, there should be a wall between us."

Grant: "But we shouldn't meet until we actually leave the house."

Lan Ning hummed: "This setting is quite interesting...do you have any clues?"

……

Grant played this game with the other party for more than 40 minutes before finally clearing the level. On the premise that the other party is also very smart, two unassuming smart people playing this game together is simply a kind of enjoyment, no need to work hard. Explain to the other party why you did that, and you don't have to get stuck because the other party can't find a clue.

They had a tacit understanding along the way, with clear minds, and there were almost no unexpected twists and turns, except for the scene where the door opened in the middle and encountered a zombie in the face, which frightened the boy opposite for a while.

Before leaving the room, Grant clicked the option to add as a friend as a matter of course. Without checking whether the other party agreed, he turned off the terminal after staying up for half the night, and went upstairs to sleep.

When he opened the game again the next day, Grant saw the gray avatar of "Lan Ning" in the friend list, and flipped through the other party's game records. After finding out that he played several rounds, he guessed that the other party's planet and his side should be There is a full round of jet lag.

So when he didn't stay up late to play games, Grant never ran into him to go online together.

He hasn't met a teammate who is as happy to work with as "Lan Ning" for a long time, so he can't help but want to play another game with him-Grant left him a message, asking when he usually has time, Make an appointment to play the game again.

But before receiving the reply from "Lan Ning", Grant met him again in the game group.

He recognized the boy's head portrait at a glance, and after observing it for a while, he took the initiative to poke it. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

So the two really got to know each other.

The other party still remembered Grant, and the tacit understanding of the game left a deep impression on both sides. The other party lived in the extreme sea, and there was a half-day time difference between here and here.This day, the two chatted until "Lan Ning" reached twelve o'clock in the evening, and started another round. They arranged a time when both of them were free so that they could be together next time, and then they said goodbye to each other.

Time passed day by day, and the two chatted very well. Except for Lei Zhe, Grant hardly had such a tacit friend. He and Lei Zhe grew up together, but Lan Ning had never met. .

And he also gradually realized that the other party was an Omega, more than one year younger than him, who had just been admitted to the university of Capital Star, and was a very honest and well-behaved boy.The two often play games together and become more and more acquainted. They also chat with each other like real friends. Because Grant is older, Lan Ning called him "brother" quite logically.

Every time he played games or chatted with Lan Ning, there would always be an inexplicable feeling that gradually fermented in Grant's heart, making him feel like he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

For Lan Ning, he had an unspeakable longing.

It just so happened that Norin had just given birth to Rachel at this time, and he and Lei Zhe showed affection in front of him all day long. Although Grant didn't say anything, how could it be possible for the adolescent boy not to itch?

So after careful consideration, one day Grant asked Lan Ning on the chat software: "Do you want to fall in love?"

Lan Ning: "I don't really want to, what's the matter?"

Grant: "I want to have a relationship with you."

Lan Ning: "Pfft, why are you kidding me? Is it fun?"

Grant: "I'm serious, we're so in tune, why not try a different relationship?"

This time it took a while for the other party to reply: "I don't feel well."

Grant: "I feel fine."

Lan Ning: "It's really not good."

Grant: "Believe me, don't you just come to Capital Star to go to school? I'm here too, and I can help you then."

Lan Ning: "Even if it's friendship, it can help. Why do you have to do that?"

Grant stopped wasting words in vain and made a voice call to him directly.

The buzzer was busy, and after a long, long time, the other party finally got through. Just like countless times in the past, he gave a soft "Hello", but he was a little flustered.

"I want to fall in love with you. If you don't think it's acceptable, why don't you go online for a while?"

The other side was still silent, and Grant could only breathe lightly. After a long time, he finally said, "Give me time to think about it."

After thinking about it for a week, Lan Ning finally gave Grant a satisfactory answer.

【Fives】

Entering the Imperial Royal Academy to study, Grant and Lu Xianming only met a few times before knowing each other's identities.

The only time the student union spoke more than five sentences was probably when the student union hosted the freshman celebration. Grant, who served as a disciplinary committee member in the student union, went to watch the scene. Lu Xianming from the literature and art department and members of the sports department carried props together. table, tired with a layer of sweat on his forehead, went up to help.

Grant: "I'll do it."

Lu Xianming hesitated, nodded, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, where are you going to move?"

"Just put it on the rostrum."

Grant moved the table over, and Lu Xianming thanked him again.

Grant: "It's okay." @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Then he turned away.

At that time, Lu Xianming was very well dressed, and his appearance was not one that people could remember at a glance. Grant only vaguely knew that he seemed to have good grades and had spoken as a student representative, but nothing else.

Looking at Grant's figure, Lu Xianming couldn't help sighing silently that he was indeed the young master of the Morse family, and his manner was not ordinary at all.

Such nobles probably have nothing to do with him.

Lu Xianming withdrew his gaze, drank some water, rested for a while, and continued with the rest of the work.

In a few short conversations, both of them felt that the other's voice was a little familiar, but they didn't think about other aspects.

Who would have expected them to be so close to their lovers on the Internet?

【six】

Ever since he established an online relationship with Lan Ning, Grant's sullen nature has been completely exposed. Even the "Brother" when playing games on weekdays has changed a little bit, and it has been tainted with ambiguity.

And this kind of online dating lasted for half a year, Grant finally couldn't bear it, and said, "Let's meet sometime."

He knew that Lanning was going to school in Capital Star, but the other party was unwilling to tell him his real name and where he went to school, so he couldn't take the initiative to find him.

"Ah, do you want to meet?" Lu Xianming paused. He was lying on the bed in the dormitory. He was about to go to sleep after washing up. When he heard Grant's words, he woke up instantly. To be honest, he really wanted to know what Breeze looked like. People have been dating online until now, and they haven't exploded photos of each other.Grant is the young master of the Morse family, so it is not easy to reveal his identity directly, and it is impossible for Lu Xianming to provide photos on his own initiative, so they don't even know each other's appearance.

Lu Xianming hurriedly flipped through the class schedule, and said nervously, "Then... that's okay, when will it be?"

Seeing that he agreed, Grant was elated: "Let's go on Saturday, let's have a meal in the restaurant, and then watch a movie by the way, how about it?"

Lu Xianming agreed.

So at noon on that Saturday, Grant sat in the private room of the hotel full of excitement and tension. While waiting for his lover to make an appointment, all his calmness and composure disappeared. He opened the door to see if anyone was coming.

Then he met the astonished and astonished eyes of the black-haired Omega boy outside the door.

【Seven】

Unlike Nuolin and Lei Zhe who were legendary before, and Andre and Ming Ye who were so glamorous, except for a little coincidence and luck, the relationship between Grant and Lu Xianming is more warm and peaceful.

In the third year of dating, Grant confessed to Lu Xianming that he was special.

There are some uncertain elements in his genes, and he was born to be a heroic warrior of the empire, so if the two can still be together in the future, they probably won't be able to have children freely.

Grant worried that Lu Xianming would not be able to accept it, and anxiously waited for Lu Xianming's reaction. After all, he was consciously concealing it from the beginning to the end. Just like what Quint told him when he was a child, Grant also explained when the wound healed quickly It's just because the blood clotting function is so good.

Lu Xianming didn't ask again.

But how could someone as smart as Xianming fail to notice the weirdness in it?

Being with him means that a lot has to be sacrificed.

Bearing the risk of Alpha being buried in the star sea at any time, bearing the possibility of an incomplete family, and so much pressure.

If Xianming breaks up with him because of this...

No.

Grant would not allow this to happen.

But just as he hoped, Lu Xianming hugged him and said softly: "It's okay, I already knew about it."

He already knew.

Of course, Lu Xianming's current status as a junior researcher at the Academy of Sciences does not allow him to personally investigate Grant's affairs, but he still has Lei Zhe and Norlin to ask.

The child who was planned to be born and grew up under the supervision of the military department and the Academy of Sciences was carefully placed by his fathers to take good care of him, preventing him from knowing the choice of fate too early. When he was seven years old, he discovered his own destiny. Different from others, step by step towards the direction expected by everyone——

Fate gave him a heavy burden, and made him, who was noisy and coquettish when he was young, gradually become silent, calm, and indestructible, becoming the strongest fighter.

But Lu Xianming wanted to be the indispensable softness in Grant's life.

After dating for five years, they got married.

For the two, love is not so thrilling and magnificent.Grant fought on the battlefield, and sooner or later he would become a great general like his father, and his life was already legendary enough.And when he was honored, returned victorious amidst the praises of everyone, and returned to Capital Star exhausted, there would always be Lu Xianming waiting for him.

Give him the warmth he wants most.