lyra sleepless

Yegor suspected that Helian Ding had been mentally ill for a day or two.Maybe it's because the Lyra class is too solidified. This person takes it for granted that his words are laws and regulations, and the movement of the celestial body depends on whether he is in a good mood.Such a rebellious and shocking thing, as long as Helian Ding is interested, he will take it for granted.

"You can enter into a marriage contract with a noble Lyra native, so that according to the civil law, he will become your protector and add his own glory and rights to you." Helian Ding said lightly.

He raised a hand and touched his heart: "Of course, the noble native mentioned here refers to me."

Yegor jumped back a bit, and said vigilantly, "When did you have any ill intentions towards your beautiful brother?"

"You? Cut," Helian Ding smiled disdainfully, "put down your hand covering your chest, don't be so nervous. Do you really think I'm interested in a rookie like you?"

Indeed, although Yegor is different now, he is no longer a skinny little refugee, and when he attends the ball, he is often called "my elegant and lovely little narcissus" by the ladies who are full of motherly hearts when he attends the ball. Love letters are also getting more and more day by day.But Helian Ding's taste in making girlfriends has always been a sexy, tall and flamboyant girl, who looks like a wild cat and has a personality like a sheep, who can be sent away with money when called, and is completely different from Yegor, a frail little girl, from any angle. Thorn headed in the opposite direction.

"Come here," Helian Ding nodded with his chin on the seat opposite his desk, and Yegor walked over with the same hands and feet, curled up on the chair and looked at him.

No matter how paranoid and aggressive he was, he was still brought up by Helian Ding himself, and he was in the same line as this person in his conduct. He had trained conditioned reflexes for so many years, and when Helian Ding's tone became cold, his scalp would tingle.

"Yegor, you are already an adult. According to the regulations of Lyra, the adoption relationship will be automatically terminated after you become an adult." Helian Ding saw his bewildered expression, sighed, and said in a soft voice: "I will forever put you As my younger brother, this will not change. Everyone will still respect you as the second son of the Helian family, and you will still enjoy the aristocratic life unmatched by others, and be the darling of the upper class. In short, how was it before, Whatever it is now. You can study history, music, painting, theater, whatever you want, even if you want to be an explorer, just bring enough guards and go where you want. I can give you everything outside the law .”

"The other way, your will is more free, but you don't have more choices. Now you leave Helian's house, return to those interstellar immigrants living at the bottom, march with them, shout slogans, distribute leaflets, fight for Equality in career choice and political rights. You may be driven out, beaten by the police, tear gassed, even arrested, exiled, and go to an asteroid to work as a miner. If you are lucky enough to live to 60 years old, maybe you can see interstellar immigrants achieve equality But you are destined to be an inferior person for the rest of your life, and you will never have the chance to enter the Consulate." His obsidian-like opaque eyes showed a trace of real intolerance.

"Oh," Yeager said, "so that's the only choice you gave me, right?"

"I'm really sorry, little Yegor," Heliandin said, "but welcome to the adult world."

"Of course, you can also refuse. From the bottom of my heart, I don't want you to get involved in politics at all. Helian's family is so big that it can hold your whole life. Why do you have to go out? I still have one day to live, you are O The most carefree young master of Fez, even if the Helian family collapses, I will prepare a huge fortune for you and send you out of the Lyra."

They sat quietly facing each other for a while, knowing in their hearts that Yegor could not be persuaded.Over the years, he has pretended to be a tiger, and has developed a domineering character. As stubborn as Helian Ding, Yegor is as stubborn.

"Do you really want to marry you?" Yegor raised his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling.

Helian Ding smiled, and he leaned on his seat and said, "No one else will marry you, brother. They need marriage to strengthen their status and add to the cake. They may fall in love with you, but their family will not accept it." An interstellar immigrant without the aura of the Helian family. But I am different. The Helian family is high enough. What I need is something else, such as the support of the people at the bottom. I have to set an example. It is very good to marry an interstellar immigrant signboard."

Yegor understood a bit: "Instead of going to the slums to find a marriage partner, of course I'm a better choice, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry to use you," Helian Ding touched his hair, "but you have nothing to lose. Besides, I can't accept it... Uh, when I was a child, I still told you bedtime stories. It feels a bit like Incest...you are free to love anyone and be loved by anyone."

"I don't need other people's love." Yegor answered him bluntly.

Helian Ding smiled: "That's right, our little Yegor loves this country with all his heart, but Lyra has no feelings for you. But it doesn't matter, you don't need to go to the Consulate to be a small intern. It is vacant. This position is low-key, stable and has real power. The Senate intends to appoint a young and polite nobleman. Several elders intend to fight for this position for Suther, and after a long tug-of-war they are about to succeed. But as long as you say If you want, that seat is yours."

"Yegor, do you want it?" His voice was full of inexplicable temptation, like a contract from the devil.

His younger brother didn't speak, a certain tacit understanding was reached in the turbulent undercurrent.

Helian Ding's slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk: "I took a picture of a sapphire in Psyche last month. It is as deep as your eyes. I will let the craftsman cut it quickly. Made into a ring. What's a good day to get engaged? How about your graduation day? I'm going to start preparing invitations and notifying the media right now."

"I just have one question," Yegor asked, looking at him steadily, "How long have you been planning?"

The beat stopped, and Helian Ding's expression froze on his face. After a while, he whispered: "Six months ago, when you started to attend political rallies, I knew that one day I would lose little Yegor."