nebula story

Tossing and turning, his tall body tossed and turned on the bed.After waiting for Chesu to come out, he suddenly sat up and took off his coat a little anxiously.Under a thin tight-fitting shirt, her muscular arms and chest were exposed, revealing her toned figure.

The door of the bathroom opened quietly at this moment.Standing there, wearing a crisp short silk pajamas, Chesu looked up at Fern on the bed, and quickly lowered her eyes again.

After standing there for a while, he walked over quietly.Avoiding Fern's gaze that had been staring at him, he went straight to his side and lay down on his side.

Fern, who didn't look aside, had moisture on his flickering long eyelashes. He was stunned for a while, then he yawned big and closed his eyes.

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The fragrance of flowers outside the window makes people feel peaceful and peaceful inside.Staring at Chesu who seemed to have closed his eyes and fell asleep, Fern hesitated for a while before taking a small bottle beside him.

The light green grease similar to essential oil was poured out and rubbed between his wide palms.With a light flick of the finger, the pajamas of the person beside him were lifted away, revealing a chest as white as jade.

When Fern's slightly callused palm covered Chesu's chest, the person who had been sleeping peacefully remained motionless, but his whole body seemed to be stiff.

Fern's hand also froze for a moment.Under the low light of the dimly adjusted desk lamp, there was a trace of sadness under his handsome eyebrows.

Staring blankly at Chesu's slightly rising and falling chest, and then looking at his eyelids that couldn't help trembling slightly, he still didn't let go of his hands, but rubbed his palms again, and covered his hands somewhere.

Gently massaging that spot, the herbal essential oil in his palm exudes warmth and fragrance, and seeps into the skin through the thin surface.Cooperating with the technique that has been practiced many times, the movements of the young emperor are full of strength and gentleness.

Feeling the more and more tense muscles under his hands, he suddenly spoke in a low and flat voice: "Chesu... are you going to shrink yourself forever like this? They say that you have lost all interest in assembling toys today." Hobbies are just being in a daze all the time.”

Silently massaging Chesu's chest, the herbal essence that regulates the lungs emits a strange fragrance in the room, lingering at the tip of their noses.

"You don't talk to me, and you don't smile at me anymore... Chesu, do you know that I'm terribly scared." The voice of His Majesty the Emperor, who was strong and indifferent in front of his subjects, was full of unbearable sadness. "...I've waited so long and kept saying to myself, look, you're getting better every day now, you're getting better at assembling toys, and you're even starting to remember my face... We still have a long time, come on Waiting for you to recover a little bit."

Well, even if there is really no way to fully recover, just like a while ago, he can see him smiling at himself every day, what is there to be dissatisfied with? ...

"But now, you can't even maintain this state, you asked me... What should I do? You are afraid of those brain tests, well, we will never do it. Do you know or not—" Fern said to himself Talking to himself, the voice suddenly trembled uncontrollably, revealing real despair, "Actually, I'm more afraid than you."

He was afraid that those medical officers would tell him that not only did Chesu not get any better, but he was suffering from other diseases.Otherwise, why did he suddenly start to be so self-closing? He didn't even pay attention to Aisha talking to him.

If so, what would he do? ——Even if he is in a high position and holds life and death in his hands, he can only do nothing to deal with Chesu and sleepless night and night.

With a heart full of desolation, mountains and plains are everywhere; hope has just grown, but it has been smothered by despair.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Chesu under him seemed to snort unconsciously, turned over, and turned his back to Fern beside him.The hair that has just been bathed has been wiped half dry, but it is still a little wet.The dark black hair shines against the fair skin and bright red lips. His exposed side face has straight nose, beautiful outline, and a kindness that has never disappeared.

With his hands hanging down stiffly, Fern silently stared at Chesu's back.

After a long time, listening to the gradually steady breathing, he gently lifted Chesu's exposed shoulders that were covered by the thin quilt, turned around and fell silently to the ground.

Sitting on the sofa chair in front of the window, the young and stern emperor looked at a bright moon in the sky, and did not leave quietly as usual.Sitting there alone, his ice blue eyes were as silent as distant mountains.

Outside the window, there are golden and blooming peanut trees, and the moonlight on his shoulders is as desolate as water.

It was midnight when Fern finally left quietly.

The door was closed silently, and Chesu, who had been lying quietly on the bed, slowly opened his sleepless eyes, those bright eyes were deep and moving under the moonlight.

Staring at the ceiling, he just kept a motionless posture. In the corridor outside the door in the middle of the night, only the small night lamp was left with a faint light, and the entire emperor's bedroom was silent.

Suddenly sitting up, he stepped on the ground with his bare feet.Sitting on the soft woolen patterned carpet, in front of him was a huge pile of colorful giant building blocks.

The cool moonlight shone gently on him, and also on the steady and skilled movements of his fingertips.With his big black eyes open, his expression was extremely focused, with no other distractions and no distracting thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, the colorful building blocks, big and small, finally gradually changed from being chaotic and disorderly under his inflexible fingers, showing the beautiful appearance of a complicated castle in a fairy tale.

Carefully putting down the last building block, his eyes shone like a pair of magnificent and deep obsidian.On the top of the exquisite castle, inside the small red wooden window, a snow-white model of a dove of peace is about to fly, with small black eyes squinting out the window, full of air.

Tilting his head, the quiet young man tapped the little pigeon's body lightly.

There was a "crash" shaking, and the light building blocks collapsed on the carpet, returning to the messy appearance of the day, without making any alarming noise.

"Little Pigeon... Pigeon..." He uttered a few simple syllables in his throat, and the tip of his tongue, which had not spoken for a long time, seemed stiff, but his soft voice was still clear and moving.

Another year of Imperial Trooping the Color.

His Majesty the Emperor, who put on a brand-new imperial military uniform early in the morning, was tall and handsome, with stern eyes.The servants who waited on him nervously helped him fit the epaulets and ribbons, and his silent face showed no expression.

The special car was ready downstairs, and he walked out of his bedroom door.Passing by the master bedroom where Chesu lived next door, the neatly dressed emperor suddenly stopped in his tracks, raised his hand and pushed open the quiet door.

Standing at the door, he looked from a distance at Chesu who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed in the morning light.After a while, he slowly stepped up and walked in.

Sitting lightly on the edge of the bed, he looked at Chesu, with a trace of gentle sadness on his always indifferent face.

"Chesu, get up and accompany me, okay?" He whispered, as if looking at a lover who was having a fight with his lover, "You were still standing by my side at the imperial military parade last time, you I will never forget that moment in my life.”

"Get up... Even if you don't remember anything and don't understand, I always feel that you might be very happy when you see those things." He reached out and caressed a strand of hair on Chesu's forehead. Getting hoarse, "As long as you open your eyes now, I'll take it as your consent... okay?"

There was something shining in his ice-blue eyes, which fell in an instant and fell into Chesu's black hair.

"I want to take you to sit on the rostrum... let the whole empire look at us." The emperor Fern Cromwell, who had been sitting on the throne for several years, whispered softly, like a hopeless The oath and the final call, "Chesu... please open your eyes."

With a slight movement, the sleeping Chesu's eyelids moved lightly, and the thin blue blood vessels were faintly visible under the thin skin.Looking at him without blinking, Fern's heart suddenly started beating crazily!

But that was an unrealistic dream after all.

In her sleep, Chesu raised her white arms, as if she was a little troubled by the voice in her ear this early in the morning, she stretched out her hand to cover her face.Turning over, his whole head was buried under the blanket, his back exposed like an ostrich.

I don't know how long I sat there until there was a light knock on the door from the head of the guard, Wood himself, and then His Majesty stood up silently in despair, and the usual calm and indifference returned to his handsome face.

...The morning in the palace is not much different from usual.

It wasn't until Chesu woke up in the past, when the maid Aisha pushed the door in again on time, that the quiet palace felt a little flustered.

The master bedroom was empty, and Chesu could not be seen at a glance.Pushing open the half-open bathroom door, there was no sign of him.

Looking around, Aisha's eyes suddenly fell on the bed.On the corner of the light blue silk pillowcase, there was a strange dark mark.Walking over suspiciously, Aisha stared at it.

Where the hand touches, it is still warm and moist...

Like tears.

In the vast imperial special training base, the front of the military parade review stand was solemn and solemn.

This is the imperial military parade held every four years. The last time the emperor sat in the chair was the former emperor, but now the viewing stand has long been changed.

The late emperor had died of illness, and the Imperial Marshal Ao Teng, who had always stood silently by his side, also left one step ahead of him.

At that time, among the princes who were wearing military uniforms and went to practice battles in person, His Royal Highness Fern had already taken off his control uniform and sat on the throne of the king of a country.And the two mechanics who stood next to the princes back then, now one is buried in the battlefield, and the other has transformed into an enemy of the Federation.

Well, it seems that there is not much left in the story. Everyone suspects that Xiao Su has woken up a long time ago, but in fact there is not, just a little bit.I'm recovering a little bit, but I'm also a little confused, so...hehe I can guarantee that when Xiaosu reappears, everyone will feel quite touched :)

A Bingxue classmate helped me set up a post bar on Baidu. A friend wanted to set up a post bar before, but the name of Shining was registered by the movie "The Shining"... This time she created it called "The Shining that Writes Texts". You have worked so hard to apply, you can go and have fun when you have time,