nebula story

Hugging her knees, quietly like a statue in the setting sun, Chesu's quiet side face has the light and shadow of the golden sunlight outside the window.

Standing at the door for a while, Che'an's heart tightened.Just like Mrs. Lin said, looking at the quiet and thin Chesu, he also felt restless for no reason.

Knocking lightly on the open door, Chesu turned around following his knock in a daze.

"Father?..." He whispered, with slight wrinkles between his brows, still hugging his knees tightly, without socks, his bare feet looked extraordinarily thin.

Walking over gently, Che'an took the thin blanket on the bed and covered his feet.

"Cold from the bottom of your feet, don't be cold." He smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, rubbing Chesu's hair casually, "It's really hard to change."

Even though he rubbed his head affectionately, a faint smile appeared on Chesu's lips.

"I'll pay attention in the future, dad." He said softly, looking at Che'an with dark eyes, promising to be obedient and submissive just like when he was a child.

Quietly looking at his expression, Che'an felt a little more at ease.

Although he looked dazed and absent-minded, Chesu's expression could still be considered sober and rational, without the collapse he was worried about.

"I went out a lot these days, and I didn't accompany you. How about it, did you have a good chat with grandpa?" He smiled, and Mr. Lin had chatted with him a few times in secret, and the old man wanted to put Xiao Su in his arms He can see the feeling of holding his mouth in the palm of his hand more clearly than anyone else.

With a slight smile, Chesu nodded: "Well, grandpa treats me well."

Staring at him, Che'an said softly, "What did you do today?"

Looking at him quietly, Chesu didn't respond for a long time.

A strange uneasiness suddenly surged in my heart, and Che'an was seized by the sensitivity and intuition unique to a spy.Just when his surprise was getting stronger and stronger, Chesu finally spoke lightly.

"Father, I... went to the Academy of Sciences today."

Che'an breathed a sigh of relief.This is Chesu's frequent itinerary these days, and there is nothing to worry about.

"Did you make another appointment for the physical examination with Professor Aberron?" He asked softly, "Have you had vomiting and muscle cramps recently? I remember that the medicine he prescribed last time seemed to be very helpful."

"It wasn't the professor who prescribed it." Chesu shook his head, "It was Bi Rong. I went to see him today."

"What Bi Rong?" Che'an was slightly surprised.

"He was one of the people who interrogated me at the MI[-]." Chesu said calmly, with a calm expression, "He is an expert in pharmacy and knows my situation very well."

"Oh", Che'an's voice stuck in his throat.

"Father, I've talked with him for a long time." Chesu said softly, and finally something that made Che'an's heart skip a beat came out of his eyes.Looking at his father, Chesu reached out and took his hand.

Chesu, who seldom expresses anything with body language, gently closed his palms in an extremely rare way, and rubbed silently with attachment.

For some reason, Che'an only felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up.

With a forced smile, he forced himself not to answer Chesu's words.talk about what?What he had been talking to the pharmacist for so long, he suddenly didn't want to know.

"Rest first, don't think too much. Your body is the most important thing." He stood up almost evasively, and was about to walk out the door.

It's a pity that Chesu didn't give him this chance.

"Father...you really don't want to talk to me?" Chesu's voice was not loud, but it sounded like a thunderbolt had struck Che'an's head, "I'm going to the military headquarters tomorrow, I don't know if I can come back. "

Turning around suddenly, Che'an's soft eyes were sharp as a knife for an instant, staring at the calm son.

"What did you say?" He suppressed his voice, and suddenly closed the door with his hand. Looking back at Chesu, he gritted his teeth every word, "In this family, even if your father is not here, there is still me and your mother. You make any foolish claims of your own!"

Not frightened by his rare stern look, Chesu looked at him steadily.

"I sent a message to the military through the people around me in MI[-] - I want to see someone who can make a decision, tomorrow." He said flatly, "If it's later, it's too late."

"What are you going to say?" Che'an became anxious and stared at him with a sneer, "You're not stupid enough to tell the military department and the parliament that you plan to sacrifice yourself in exchange for those five hundred federal prisoners of war, right?!"

"That's it." Chesu said quietly, "This is what I want to say."

"It's useless, no one will talk to you!" Che'an almost laughed angrily, "Do you think the military will allow you to return to the empire with such a secret? Do you think the people of the Federation will accept you sacrificing yourself in exchange for others return?"

He sneered: "As long as the federal people have a little blood and courage, they will never hand you over. Even if you really want to be a federal hero, you will never do so!"

"Father, you know, I never thought of being a hero of the Federation." Chesu reached out and picked up a shiny military medal from the bedside table next to him, looking at it carefully, "I don't deserve this thing, it's them Forced it to me."

"If you are not worthy, don't force yourself." Che'an's voice was colder than ever, "You are just a kid who can repair a little mecha, don't try to save the world."

With a soft sigh, Chesu's dark eyes were as deep as a dark night: "Father, I didn't want to save the world, I just wanted to save myself."

Pointing to his own head, his eyes were dull: "Father, my head hurts so much... I have never dared to tell you that every day, there seems to be something beating inside my head, and it hurts so much. I couldn't sleep for a moment, and kept my eyes open until dawn every day."

Jumping over in shock, Che'an panicked: "What's going on?! Why didn't I hear you say this? Is it because of sequelae? Why didn't you explain it to Dean Fu and the Institute of Biochemistry in detail?"

"No, it's not." Chesu shook his head blankly, "It's just a few days ago. I didn't have such a headache before."

Gradually understanding in his heart, Che'an felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Xiao Su, it will be fine after a while, understand?" He gently held Chesu's face sadly, staring at his son who was in a daze, "Everything will pass, I promise."

Lowering his head, Chesu said in a low voice: "Daddy, do you know... There seem to be two villains arguing in my mind, and one is just like what you said. He sneered and said: These things have nothing to do with you. It’s better to hide and shrink away, don’t jump out to upset everyone; another little man said: No, you can’t hide... If you hide, the day you go out, there will be blood flowing outside, There are corpses everywhere.

"They are arguing in my head all the time, and I can't bear the headache. It seems... It hurts more than when they interrogated me, really." He murmured and grabbed the thin pajamas on his chest, knuckles Pale, "Father, I don't want to bear it anymore..."

Heart throbbing, Che'an clumsily hugged his son's shoulders. Under the thick calluses on his palms, Chesu's collarbone protruded a bit scary.

"Xiao Su is so strong, she will definitely be able to bear it." He said softly with regret, "We have no other choice but to wait. Maybe the emperor of the empire was just threatening, rather than completely insane."

Staring at him blankly, Chesu's eyes seemed to penetrate his father's face, looking at the distant starry sky.

Behind the peaceful nebula, is there going to be blood and wailing all over the sky?

"No, you don't know him." He shook his head lightly, the pain on his face couldn't be more intense, "He really can kill, he is such a proud person..."

"Take a step back, even if he is really insane, it has nothing to do with you." Che'an's face darkened, unstoppable anxiety began to emerge, and he lost his usual calmness and self-control, "You don't need to be responsible for this." , and have no ability to solve the problem at all!"

"No, I can do it." Chesu said softly, something secretly swirled in his dark eyes, which seemed to be stubborn, but also seemed to be happy, "I opened my eyes and thought for several days, and finally thought of a Very good way."

"What?" Staring at him suspiciously, Che'an couldn't believe it.

"Well, it can not only calm His Highness Fern's anger, but also satisfy his conditions." Chesu stared at a certain void, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, "The Federation will not worry about me revealing the secret, In exchange for the lives of hundreds of innocent prisoners of war. Everyone feels at ease, and so do I."

Talking eagerly to himself, Chesu's pale face glowed with radiance, as if he had really found some perfect solution: "Father, don't you want to save your colleagues? Aren't there comrades in arms that you fought side by side among them? I can save them back, for sure."

"What exactly do you want?" In an instant, Che'an thought of another direction, "The people of the empire want you alive, you are not so foolish as to think that everything will be settled once you die!"

Slightly opened a beautiful smile, Chesu's sharp and thin chin proudly raised, his brows were full of spirits, and he seemed a little happy: "Of course not, I know what His Royal Highness Fern wants. I will let you He is satisfied."

The strange splendor in his eyes made Che'an frightened, and his body stiffened.

That was not true happiness, but a desperate mingling of helplessness and despair.At that moment, an uneasy and ominous premonition rose heavily, making Che'an feel as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

In the heavily guarded temporary military headquarters of the federal capital, somewhere in a tightly sealed conference hall.One after another, low-key federal government cars drove in silently, and members of the House of Lords who often appeared on TV quietly entered.

Soon, all the people who were supposed to come today were already sitting in the circular conference hall, everyone had serious expressions and doubts.

The remote communication screen in a corner of the conference hall was connected on time, and the faces of Xie Zhan and another frontline deputy general appeared on the screen at the same time.

Like the previous high-level joint meeting, everyone from the military and the House of Lords was present. The only difference was that this time, they didn't start right away, but quietly waited for someone.

General Xie Zhan's calm and silent face finally lifted up suddenly the moment the door of the conference hall opened!

The indoor lights are slightly dim, but the outside corridors are brightly lit.

A boy in a simple white shirt stood quietly in front of the door.Under the strong light, his tall and well-proportioned figure looks like a tall poplar, but it is too lonely, as if growing in a desert.

In the wind and sand, struggling to survive, still green.

Looking up at the people in the room, he walked lightly and silently to the center of the conference hall step by step. Behind him, the alloy soundproof door closed quietly.

Fu Anhua, a veteran general of the military department, stood up alone, opened a seat next to him, stared at the young man with a quiet expression, and said, "Please sit down."

He bowed slightly to him politely, the young man in front of him showed a little shyness, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Although I have seen his photos many times in photos and videos, almost everyone here saw Chesu himself for the first time.His eyebrows are more delicate than in the photo, his bright black eyes are as crystal clear as obsidian, and he is extraordinarily focused and quiet.

What an overly beautiful child, if in a peacetime federation, or should he be a singer or an idol star?

For a moment, many people felt a similar sense of absurdity.

"We're waiting for you." Watching him, the old military general's voice was not harsh, "Military Intelligence [-] over there, the personnel who protected you yesterday said, do you ask to see us?"

Nodding slightly, Chesu raised his head and looked at the strange crowd around him.

His eyes fell on the communication screen opposite, and he caught sight of the expressionless man on the screen.A father and son looked at each other silently, but there was no communication.

Soon, Chesu turned his eyes away and did not look at his real father again.

"Yes, I have a solution. If I try it, it may completely solve the current crisis." His voice was a little hoarse, but the words were clear.

The nine members of the House of Lords, as well as the senior military generals present, were secretly surprised.

Looking at him in surprise, some people have already turned their attention to General Xie Jan on Fisher.

"Have you discussed it with your father?" the old general asked kindly.

"No, not at all." Chesu shook his head, "However, I had a discussion with my father... Colonel Feng Zhu'an yesterday."

Everyone was speechless, and the cold-blooded general on the screen remained expressionless.

"Well, let's hear it," said an old member of the House of Lords.

"There are two days left, which is the deadline." Chesu said lightly, and got to the point without any nonsense. At this moment, he has no weakness, no sadness and confusion, "His Royal Highness Fern is a very proud and stubborn person. With him being so humiliated and stimulated, if his conditions are not met, I think...he will definitely kill someone."

The few congressmen who still had a little fantasy in their hearts were extremely disappointed.Someone frowned and asked, "Are you so sure, he wasn't just threatening?"

Glancing at him lightly, Chesu replied indifferently: "I have been with him at close range for a period of time. This is my judgment. Believe it or not, it is up to you."

No one spoke anymore, and everyone's faces became ugly.

"If you want to meet his conditions, you must send me back to the empire alive, so that he will keep his promise and accept the armistice agreement." He said flatly, as if he was just analyzing a matter that had nothing to do with him, "On my own, this is the only way to exchange more than 500 federal prisoners of war. Even if you risk the world's shame, His Majesty Fern will definitely not take back what he said."