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Fa'an was completely stunned.

He held the letter in his hand blankly, as if he couldn't believe it, his eyes didn't blink, and he even held his breath.

"This, this is..." Fa'an lowered his voice because of uncertainty, and stammered, "Is it a love letter? For, for me?"

Andre lowered his eyes and nodded.

He gave an affirmative answer, and Fa'an's eyes shone brightly, but the disbelief on his face became heavier.He hardly knew how to react, except for exclaiming at the moment Andre nodded, he didn't speak anymore, and his whole body was a little stiff.

Fa'an held the envelope lightly, as if it was such a precious and fragile thing.After reading the letter for a while, he couldn't help touching the cover with his other hand. The moment Fa'an touched the kraft paper envelope with his fingertips, he really felt the reality. Heartfelt love has flowed from below.

"You wrote to me..." he murmured.

Because he was spanked by the admiral just now, his face was covered with crying, and he wiped it with the palm of his hand, which was still stained with wet water.Touching the envelope unconsciously like this now left a darker handprint on it all at once.

Fa'an, who was fascinated by the envelope, was shocked when he saw the mark on it, and subconsciously let go of his hand.As a result, both hands were loosened, and the letter in his hand fell heavily. Fa'an panicked and went to fish it at a loss.

The envelope was dangling, and the admiral easily grabbed it with his raised hand.

Andre picked up the letter and handed it to Fa'an again—this was the first time he had done such a thing as sending a love letter. Although it was not obvious from the surface, the admiral was actually a little embarrassed.But now that he saw the little fiancée who received the love letter even more flustered, the awkwardness in his heart dissipated in an instant - there was a smile in his voice, and he teased in a low voice.

"Why, don't you like it? Are you going to throw it away as soon as you get it?"

"Not at all!"

Fa'an immediately retorted. He wiped his palms dry on his trousers, and solemnly took the love letter from the admiral.He stared at the letter for a while, and then cherished it in his arms.

"I like it so much, I didn't dare to touch it just now."

Andre looked at him mildly.

Fa'an held the envelope close to his chest. After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and looked up at the general.

"Husband, this love letter..." Speaking of the word "love letter", Fa'an lowered his head a little, the corners of his lips sunken, and he couldn't help showing a sweet smile, and asked a little shyly, "Shall I open it now? "

The temperature in the cabin seemed to be higher, and the shy and sweet address of the little fiancée passed Andre's ears, causing the admiral to loosen his neckline, and turned his head sideways to half his face.

"Don't call me husband anymore."

The general's voice was hoarse, he paused, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Aren't you going home today? Let's see when you go home."

You came to pick me up, of course I want to go home with you!

——Fa An reflexively said so, but suddenly remembered that Orr was going home today.He hadn't seen his younger brother for a long time, and he still remembered to apologize to Orr, when the words came to a halt, Fa'an became hesitant.

While hesitating, Fa'an looked at Andre's side face with tangled eyes, and he was surprised to find that...

"husband!"

He rushed forward with the love letter, "Your face is blushing!"

"Is it red? Let me see!" Fa'an climbed on the general's shoulders, tiptoed closer to have a closer look.After getting closer, his breath swept over Andre's chin, and soon he heard a series of joyful laughter from Fa'an, "You are really blushing...ah, your ears are also red! Hahaha!"

"Don't make trouble."

The admiral who was accused of blushing turned his head back with a stern face. He wanted to regain his authority as an older lover, but looking at Fa'an, who was smiling and happy, leaning his head against his chest and panting, his whole body was full of breath. Chang couldn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing.

"I said you can't call me husband now." He squeezed Fa'an's face with his hands.

You didn't stop me from shouting when you were jealous just now because I stuck someone else's love letter.

Fa'an thought so in his heart, pouted secretly.

"Okay." He said, being held in his arms by the admiral and shaking slightly, "But, Andre, were you shy just now?"

The face has returned to normal color, only the admiral who still has some redness in his ears can barely control the ups and downs in his heart, and asked calmly.

"Can't I be shy?"

"But I rarely see you shy!" Fa'an raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkling, "So you can be shy too! You are the only one who makes me blush!"

His eyes were too bright, and Andre looked at him for a moment, then raised his hands unnaturally to cover Fa'an's eyes.

"Okay." The authoritarian admiral unilaterally announced the end of the topic, "It's time to send you back."

It became dark in front of his eyes, Fa'an blinked, and his long eyelashes swept across the general's palm.

"Andre, are you going to be shy again?" he asked.

He could vaguely hear Andre sigh, and the next moment Fa'an's nose was pinched, and he couldn't help laughing again, leaning against the admiral in the darkness, laughing unsteadily.

"Turned into a little bastard."

Andre whispered to himself softly.

The airship that had been parked at the gate of Li'an for a long time finally lifted off, and the admiral and Fa'an returned to their positions.Fa'an nestled on the passenger seat, flipping over and over the heavy love letter given by the general. Every time he touched the envelope, he would look up at Andre beside him.

His gaze was so frequent that the admiral who was looking straight ahead had no choice but to tell him to "be quiet".

Forced to settle down, Fa'an could only focus on the love letter in his hand.

Hey, it's better not to go home with Andre today.

Fa'an thought: Andre is so easy to be shy, if I go home with him today, when will I be able to open this letter and read it!

Eager to see the content of the love letter earlier, Fa An felt that the distance from Li An to his home had become longer today. This was the first time he felt that time passed slowly when he stayed with Andre!

When the airship finally stopped at the gate of Fa'an's house, Fa'an had already stood up and rushed towards the hatch before the ship stabilized.He stood next to the hatch, and after the slight vibration when the spaceship landed, Fa'an raised his feet and was ready to go out——

However, the hatch did not open.

"Andre?"

Fa'an turned his head suspiciously, staring at Andre who was walking here.When Andre came to him and stood still, Fa'an raised his head and looked at the admiral for a moment, and suddenly showed an expression of "I can't do anything with you" as if he understood something.

He kissed each of Andre's left and right cheeks, and pursed his lips and licked the admiral's lips vigorously, saying cheerfully.

"Okay, okay Andre, let me go home now."

The admiral accepted the young fiancee's kiss gratefully, but did not open the hatch, but took the impatient Fa'an's arm and said.

"That's not it."

"Huh?" Fa'an looked at him in confusion.

The admiral asked Fa'an to spread his hand, and then slowly put the pile of broken love letters back into the sealed bag in his hand, and put a lighter on it.

Andre gestured with his eyes.

Fa'an: ...

The flames from the lighter spewed out, and there was a handful of ash on the ground inside the spaceship cabin. The cabin door finally opened, and Fa'an ran fast with the love letter from the admiral in his arms.

Andre smiled helplessly as he looked at the back of his young fiancee who didn't even look back.

On the other side, Fa'an who ran home only had time to say hello to the old butler, and hurried into his room.

He rushed to the desk in one breath, and sat down on the chair——when he could really open the letter, his movements slowed down instead.

Fa'an laid the letter flat on the table, and took a breath for himself.Although it was still dark, he still turned on the small lamp on the table with a sense of ritual.

Using a knife to carefully scrape off the wax seal, Fa'an carefully checked that the envelope was not damaged, and then took out the stack of letter paper inside.

Surprisingly, this love letter used three sheets of letter paper, which was not at all like the admiral's concise style of speech.

Fa'an held the letter paper and didn't dare to look at it for a while, his heart beat fast, and he was a little inexplicably nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Fa'an unfolded the letter paper in his hand.

- "Dear Faan, hello..."

This beginning was exactly the same as the love letter that had turned gray. Fa'an, who was nervous, was instantly amused. The stingy general must have done it on purpose!

Sure enough, the following tone changed back to the unique style of the admiral.

- "This letter is written by Faan Anthelhewi Nickland, my fiancée."

"It's certainly something to be proud of, and I'm deeply honored, and I don't know if he knew it himself."

Fa'an quietly opened his eyes wide.

- "My fiancée has enough good looks, talent and emotional intelligence. He has many good qualities, and these qualities first appeared in him when he was a child."

"The first time I saw him, I thought he was like a rose, and I could only plant an ivory tower; the second time I saw him, it was in a continuous rainy day, and at first glance, it seemed to see daisies in the rain."

The first time Andre saw Fa'an in his youth was at his fourth birthday party. At that time, the little Fa'an, who was wearing a white shirt, black and blue plaid suspenders, and a red bow tie, was surrounded by holding hands at the banquet the central.In front of him was a high-rise cake, and the gorgeous glass chandelier above his head illuminated his short curly golden hair, and Andre was only one of the guests, and he was in the crowd and everyone cast their eyes on him.

The background of the second meeting was a gray and cold cemetery, and the person holding Fa'an's hand left. In front of him was no longer a cream cake with a sweet smell, but a cemetery with a wet earthy smell and a sense of sadness. Black coffin.

Fa'an stood in the rain, and no one remembered to hold an umbrella for him.His bright golden curls, dimmed in the gray light of the cemetery, were wet with rain and clung to his face.Her baby-fat little face lost its healthy blush and appeared excessively pale.

But he still remembers holding his younger brother's hand tightly, standing up half a step forward as if trying to shield him from death, and blocking his younger brother's gaze with one shoulder.

So Andre was touched, and he ordered someone to remind the servants of Nickland's family who were busy with the funeral to remember to take good care of their little master. During this interval, he walked up to the other party and gave little Fa'an a carnation.

- "...I only sent him a small flower, but every time I visit my house in the future, I can take away a bouquet of flowers."

The first time Andre came to visit little Fa'an, it was actually General Nickland's request.

Neglecting to take care of his two children, General Nickland, who was immersed in grief, returned to his home after a long time one day, but suddenly found that the surrounding layout was the same as before. Walk with love and warmth into this home.

The eldest son, whom he had not seen for a long time, did not get angry or cry at him, but made him a cup of tea obediently and strangely, and asked him carefully about "a young man with black hair at the funeral", hoping to make friends with him.

At that moment, General Nickland's heart was overwhelmed by guilt.

——The 15-year-old Andre complied with this request and came to coax the children.He didn't think that he and the five-year-old Fa'an could have common entertainment projects, and he had no experience with children, so he brought a book and decided to read it for him.

Andre has been a person with strong execution ability since he was a child. As long as he sets a goal, he will no longer be entangled in the means and process of achieving it.But when he really saw the neatly dressed Fa'an, sat next to him, opened the book, and felt that little Fa'an leaned on his arm slightly to read the contents of the book, he still felt Arrived in a kind of helplessness.

What made him even more at a loss was that when he opened the book, he realized that what he had casually pulled out from the bookshelf was an economics book.Difficult, esoteric, densely packed text, pictures only have broken lines and horizontal and vertical axes.

Andre gritted his teeth and began to read the book. The living room was very quiet, accompanied only by Fa'an's soft breathing.Andre thought he was falling asleep, so he stopped at a certain segment and looked sideways.

Fa'an opened a pair of bright eyes, staring intently at the book he couldn't understand at all.Noticing that Andre's voice had stopped, he raised his head to look at Andre, their eyes met, Fa'an showed a small smile, his fleshy cheeks puffed up a little, and asked softly, "Are you tired of reading?" Yet?"

Andre felt an unspeakable feeling while being surprised. He shook his head, and after a while, he continued to read the book.And Fa'an leaned on his forearm again, and the two of them cuddled together until sunset.

When it was time to leave, Andre seemed to have the smell of milk that belonged to little Fa'an. He pushed open the door, and a series of footsteps sounded behind him. Fa'an, who had just left, ran over and picked up a bunch of flowers. stuffed into his hands.

The fragrance of flowers blends with the taste of milk, sweetening the taste in the air.Andre lowered his eyes to look at the flowers in his hands. They were all in the most delicate and beautiful state, some of the petals were still wet with water droplets, and a carnation was conspicuously inserted in the middle.

"Thank you that day." Fa'an told him.

Since then, every time Andre came to his door, he received a bouquet of flowers, and each bouquet contained a beautiful carnation.

- "Strong and kind by nature, grateful and empathetic... All these qualities unfolded before my eyes with exposure."

"...and when I got engaged to him—he was already half mine—I felt a blissful bliss from the bottom of my heart unlike any I had ever achieved."

"How old was he when I proposed to him? He was only as old as when I first met him. At an age when some Omegas still don't understand the situation, he has already promised me a long, long life gone."

"Together with his marriage, future happiness, everything that is closely related to him, has been delivered to my hands without hesitation."

"The moment he nodded, I carried the weight of another person's future on my shoulders. The only thing I can do is to keep moving forward and propel his future higher and farther."

"In this letter, I, Andre Hermon Holmes, swear to Faan Anthelhewi Nickland: I give you half of my soul, and half of my love for this world. As long as I am in uniform, and you are always safe where you are, and the carnations are always in bloom."

"As long as you are behind me, the shadow of death will not touch me, and I will not die in battle."

"Fan, I swear to you here,"

"—I will always guard the ivory tower for you."