lyra sleepless

You Jing is a young man with a blank sheet of paper. He grew up in a peaceful and primitive civilization, full of curiosity and vitality. There are many dark things that he doesn't know yet, and there are many things that he should understand at an age.

But Yegor was suddenly reluctant. He was like a juggler walking a tightrope with a long pole, struggling to balance the forces of all parties, but one day a chick fell on his pole. The first step is the abyss, he still doesn't want this little bird to fly away, but wants to protect it well and let it fall by his side forever.

For the first time in his life, he wanted to put down the pole, step down the iron chain, and walk out of the strange lights.The building will collapse and the flood will be raging, and it has nothing to do with him.

The question, then, is whether he can escape unscathed.

Yegor was thinking about the chips in his hand.The more greedy a person is, the greater the price he has to pay. He not only wants to be with You Jing for the rest of his life.

Yegor has never had warm family memories, but You Jing has. You Jing relies on his "father" and "brother", so he has to keep your family safe and sound. here.

Helian Ding is a poisonous snake, he stared at the whole Youjia to death, if Youjia is not destroyed, Helianding will not turn his back on him.

Then what if Youjia withdraws from this political game, what if the Lyra is handed over to Helian Ding?

Yegor's fingers convulsed, and his face contorted for a moment.

He would have such an idea. He worked so hard to manage the Consulate for several years, and in exchange for the situation of decentralization and confrontation, the Lyra Republic would not exist in name only.His hands were not clean. In order to weaken Helian Ding's power, he framed upright officials, made friends with unjust plutocrats, sent innocent people to prison, and allowed criminals to escape punishment. His light handwriting, behind his back I don't know how many people celebrated with each other, and how many people were full of blood and tears.

Yegor never felt guilty, he told himself repeatedly that what he did was right.This civilization has a bad sore, if it is not gouged out together with the good flesh on the edge, the disease will rot all the way to the bone marrow.

There is no unusable chess, only chess players who are not ruthless enough, but this game has nowhere to retreat, Yegor suddenly regrets his son.

He actually had this kind of thought, he wanted to throw in the towel, this thought was as sinful as it was tempting.

The consul voluntarily resigned and the secretary-general resigned, which means that the Consulate was given to Helian Ding in vain; the Council of Elders itself is the root of Helian Ding; You Zheng over there is not an ambitious person, if he is not willing to quit, Yegor certainly has the means to get him down.

In this way, the entire Lyra Constellation fell into the palm of Helian Ding, and he no longer had to worry about the future, so he had no reason to eradicate Youjia, and an inevitable open and dark arrow was eliminated.

He had no doubt that if Helian Ding reached a covenant with him, he would turn his back on him and kill Youjia after the overall situation was settled.Yegor knew very well that Helian Ding was not a good person, but Helian Ding never slipped his tongue when he promised him.

Yegor has completely succumbed to this dream that is easily within reach.Lyra is not necessarily bad under Helian Ding's control, is it?As for the Republic, as an interstellar immigrant, what obligation does he have to ruin his immediate happiness for the false and empty name of the Republic and the glory of Lyra?

He gently curled up his fist, squeezed the cold sweat in his hand, and told himself forcefully that this is the best way, and he has nothing he can't lose now, except that one.

"Yegor, Yegor." Warm breath blew in his ears, You Jing's voice was close at hand, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Yegor sat up suddenly, looked at him clearly, and then held his forehead helplessly: "Consul You, Second Young Master You, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

You Jing blinked: "I can't sleep, I want to see you."

"Did you know?" Yegor hugged his shoulders and squinted at him, "The consul meets his subordinates who are already engaged in private meetings in the middle of the night. This gossip is worthy of being circulated in various unofficial histories of Lyra for tens of thousands of years. .”

You Jing defended aggrievedly, "You can't blame me, I have no experience of being a mistress before having an affair."

"It's all here," he looked helplessly at Yegor's cold side face under the lamp, and said thickly, "Can I sleep with you?"

Yegor said coldly, "Where did you come from?"

"It's easier to be found by sneaking out."

"I believe in the anti-reconnaissance capabilities of the former major general."

You Jing was speechless and choked, he said reluctantly, "I'm leaving?"

"Good night, Consul." Yegor said ruthlessly.

You Jing opened his slightly upturned eyes, which means, you really don't want to keep me?After realizing that Yegor probably really didn't want to keep him, he asked stickily, "Then you call Xiao Jing."

"It's easy to leave, Xiao Jing." Yegor was very happy.

Who would have thought that the other party would take an inch, moved his face a little closer, and whispered, "I still want to kiss you goodnight."

He raised his lips slightly, and the face that looked like You Bushu became childish and soft. You Jing drank milk at night, and the kiss also tasted like milk, like a particularly good dream, warm and sweet.

When Yegor saw You Jing for the first time—that is, the time at Youjia’s mansion, not the time at the riverside base, he had already acquiesced that the You Jing in front of him was his You Jing—he didn’t expect that one day he would To snuggle up with this thorny little guy with his beating heart under his hands, to taste the sweet taste of milk in his mouth, in fact, he didn't expect to come this far with anyone.

That's enough, that's all he wants, Yegor told himself.Seeing You Jing's figure in pajamas sneaking open the door, hidden in the night, he hugged his knees and smiled slightly, his long hair hanging down to cover his expression.

You Jing even began to plan how to have a tryst in the office in a whimsical way, he would not give the other party a chance to realize such a secret dream.

He would hold You Jing's hand and show everyone that this reckless and innocent young bastard belonged to Yegor.Although Yegor doesn't have anyone who can bless him.

Yegor stared fixedly at his finger in the darkness. There was once a shining ring there, and because it faded not long ago, there was still a faint whitish mark around it.His little finger gently hooked the circle of marks, and Mosuo couldn't help dreaming with a hint of longing.

If there was a new ring here, what would it be like?