The whole empire is bringing us together

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and it entered July. After much deliberation, Hyperion finally decided on the date of Quint's birthday.

He dialed the communication to Quint, and it took a while to get through there, and a sleepy voice sounded: "Hello?"

"Did I disturb your rest?" Hyperion looked at the time, it was 11:30 noon, "Did you stay up late yesterday?"

"Well, the colleague in charge of the night shift had something to do yesterday, so he changed shifts with me, and he came out of the workshop at 07:30 in the morning." Quint was so sleepy that he lost his mind: "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask you... how do you usually arrange your birthday?"

"Birthday?" Quint put the terminal on his face, touched the pillow with both hands, and touched the remote control to turn the bedroom into a dark night mode. The harsh sunlight at noon was cut off and replaced by soft starlight : "I will call Connor and An Jie, and we friends will have a meal and have fun together."

Hyperion hummed, playing with the pen for signing in his hand, and asked, "Would you like to leave that day to me this year?"

That Quint was silent for a moment, he opened his eyes in the darkness, stared at a point in the sky and seemed to think of something, then said softly: "Okay."

"Okay, remember to take a break, and I'll take you to play." Hyperion raised the corners of his lips, and the pen twirled nimbly around his fingertips, and he pressed the pen on the table with a "snap": "Don't Sleeping for too long, the biological clock is out of order and difficult to adjust."

Quint obediently agreed, turned off the communication, closed his eyes and asked the smart housekeeper to set a watch for 01:30 in the afternoon, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep almost in the next second.

For the upcoming 43rd birthday, Quint had been looking forward to it ever since Hyperion called that day.The previous birthdays had been quite ordinary for him, and the only thing that cheered him up was the love letters that Hyperion sent every year.

This kind of eager anticipation is unprecedented now, so much so that he is a little dreading the arrival of that day.

On July 07, at 30:[-] in the morning, the two met at the agreed place.Hyperion was dressed very casually, and it was spring at this time, and after the hot summer, the weather turned cooler for a while.The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, and every inch of his forearm showed a sense of strength. His hair had just been cut two days ago, and the sides of his temples were pushed very short, and a long scar on his scalp could be vaguely seen.

It was cut out by the wings of the Zerg "flying dragon". As for the battle, Hyperion can't remember clearly. He can clearly remember the battle in which his adjutants and guards died, but he is far away from himself. Not so concerned.

Quint walked over quickly, evidently taking care of himself. The original pure black collar was replaced with a dark gold embossed collar, which matched his complexion very well.Armbands are used as cuffs, a navy blue loose jacket is worn over a black T-shirt, and the hair on the forehead is clipped diagonally to one side with thin hairpins, looking like a student who is still in the rebellious period.

Hyperion took Quint's shoulders, and the two walked towards the nearest teleportation station. He touched Quint's new collar with his fingers, and found that it was still made of frosted material. Feeling."

"Come out and play." Quint took out a steampunk-style ring from his pocket, put it on his thumb, pulled out the sunglasses strap that Hyperion pinned on the breast pocket of his shirt, and raised his eyes to look at him from behind the sunglasses: "Yes Isn't it cool?"

"It's so cool, no one will recognize you now." Hyperion held his hand and looked at the mechanical insect ring: "Who picked out the clothes for you?"

Quint took off his sunglasses and looked at him in surprise, his face was full of how you would know.

Hyperion gave a short laugh: "I don't know you yet, you are so obedient, how could you have such clothes."

"Connor chose it for me. He said that if I come out to meet you in the usual honest and blunt style, it won't be fresh." Quint shrugged his shoulders, and asked with a little anxiety: "I'm usually like that. Is it boring?"

"Why, I like you no matter what you look like." Hyperion's sunglasses were a little loose for Quint, and he reached out to help push the sunglasses that were about to slip off the bridge of his nose, and patted the top of Quint's hair: "With Come on, let's go and play."

Because Hyperion's body is not allowed to enter the cosmic environment and cannot go to other planets, the two can only play in the capital planet.Their first stop was the most famous amusement park in Capital Star. The last time Quint went there, and the only time, was when he was 17 years old. His family sent him to Omega Academy to go to school. The family of four went there together.

His younger brother vomited four times on the hell roller coaster, and vomited once after sitting down. He sat down again when he was comfortable, saying that he could experience the feeling of driving a mech rolling in the air.

Projects such as the big pendulum in the playground, the roller coaster, and the jumping machine are not very attractive to Hyperion and Quint. Both of them can use the machine armor, and they don’t feel like drinking cold water when they swing around on it. .

After the cave rafting, the two went to lunch, and everyone they met on the way to the restaurant would smile and say "Happy Birthday" to Quint.Quint was flattered, and quickly asked Hyperion how he did it.

"This is a secret, it's meaningless to tell it." Hyperian snapped his fingers after leading Quint to the seat he had reserved a week in advance, and the bright private room immediately dimmed, and the walls and ceiling revealed their true colors.

A silver fish swims overhead, casting a fleeting shadow.The water light fluctuated, and when Quint was observing the jellyfish in the aquarium wall in amazement, the waiter brought the cake.

There were no other extraneous arrangements, and all irrelevant personnel quietly exited the private room, leaving the place to the two of them completely. Hyperian lit a candle with his own hands, and raised his hand to fiddle with a strand of Quint's hanging hair: "Make a wish." .”

Quint looked at him, smiling and closing his eyes, long eyelashes casting a small shadow on his face.Ten seconds later he opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

"It's the first time I know this store can do this," Quint said as the cake was cut.

"This restaurant is under the name of my father, so of course I can do whatever I want." Hyperion showed a rare young man's air, "If you come to eat here in the future, just report my name, and it will be free of charge."

After a short rest after dinner, Hyperion led Quint to the most popular virtual game hall among young people.The game hall is connected to a dedicated ring network channel, and users only need to lie in the simulation cabin to enter various game worlds in person.

The little clerk who led them only recognized Hyperion at first. She sneaked a look at Quint for a while, still wondering why the general would bring other Omega out to play, until Quint took the initiative to speak, and recognized it from his voice. This is indeed the Chief of the White Tower.

"Oh my god, you're so cool!" The little girl couldn't help amplifying the volume, and changed into a completely different attire. Quint really seemed to have changed directly. He smiled shyly and nodded softly to her. Said: "Thank you."

Hyperion played games very well when he was a teenager. Although he is old, he is still obsessed with the pleasure brought by games and loves the world beyond imagination.

Hyperion ran wildly on the circular stairs of the mansion, followed by zombie dolls, and Quint sat on the huge crystal chandelier, racing against time to solve the puzzles of the level.

The two stood between the foothills of Misi Mountain, and completed the task of climbing the summit in the wind and snow. Goshawks circled overhead, eyes full of pure blue and white. The footprints were quickly buried by the wind and snow.

In the back garden of God, Quint went to look for the golden apple stolen by the snake, the soldiers turned into playing cards were full of lies, and the burning train roared through the sky and plunged into the pond full of fruit wine.Hyperion kidnapped the three-headed train conductor and asked him about the whereabouts of the golden apple.

The two played in the game hall all afternoon, so crazy that they almost forgot to eat dinner.In the evening they went to the highest peak of the entire Capital Star, and finally took the cable car to the top of the mountain before sunset, lying on the railing of the viewing platform to watch the grand sunset.

Orange red, dark blue, navy blue.The dazzling colors of the sun dimmed layer by layer under the cover of overlapping clouds, and finally turned into pitch black, leaving only stars and a full moon behind.

The wind also cooled down, Quint put his hands around his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted fiercely: "Ah!"

The sound spread far away at once, and echoes were sent everywhere. Fortunately, this is a nature reserve, so there is no need to worry about disturbing the people.There are faintly scattered lights at the foot of the mountain, which are people who have come to have a picnic.

After yelling like this with all his strength, he really felt much better. Quint turned his head to look for Hyperion, and noticed his gaze. Hyperion looked over and asked with his eyes.

"Don't you yell?" Quint pointed to the thousand-meter-high cliff in front of him, his smile was unclear in the darkness: "It's quite relaxing."

So the two yelled heartily on the top of the mountain together, until Quint's voice became hoarse at the end, and he laughed and shed tears while coughing.

Since his family left, it had been a long time since he let go of all the burdens in his heart and yelled freely.

Hyperian took out all his pockets and didn't find a tissue, so he wiped the tears off his face with his thumb, "Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"I'm so happy." Quint pressed his hand on his face, tears flowed into the corners of his lips, and there was a salty taste in his mouth, but the sweetness in his heart almost drowned him: "Thank you , Hyperion, this is the happiest birthday I've had in years."

"In the future, you will have many happy birthdays like today." Hyperion held him in his arms, and kissed his forehead lightly:

"Happy birthday, my baby."