nebula story

The warm early summer breeze was blowing, carrying the unique aroma of the air in Imperial May.The unique acacia trees in the capital of the empire have gorgeous flowers, simple planting and easy survival. They are towering and lush, whether they are on both sides of the streets or in the solemn and solemn palace.

At the time of flowering, the trees are full of golden yellow flowers in buds, and the air is filled with sweet fragrance that drifts with the wind, and the ancient acacia tree that has grown for hundreds of years outside the palace of His Majesty the Emperor is full of flowers. , a piece of splendor.

In the white main color palace complex, outside His Majesty's official residence is green grass and fresh air.The sky blue parasol has already been propped up, and the falling acacia petals are dotted on the surrounding grass, only the green under the round umbrella is green.

The sun is about to set, and the temperature in early summer evening is comfortable and pleasant, which is the best time of the year.Aisha, the little maid sitting under the parasol, became taller and taller with bright eyes after a few years.She sat quietly on the stone bench, her snow-white gauze skirt scattered into a beautiful circle, holding a small silk fan in her hand, constantly fanning the wind to those around her.

On the grass next to her, a teenager was holding a super big plush toy, his face was slightly red, his complexion was clean and delicate, under his long eyelashes, a pair of quiet eyes were as warm as black jade, and he was staring blankly at the girl on the grass. a bunch of stuff.

Broken limbs.

It was a pile of disassembled, plush toy parts.Unlike ordinary stuffed animals, the big toy he held in his arms looked weird.

The dark velvet body, the bionic eyes made of huge glass beads, and the thick and delicate mechanical legs are just like a mecha toy made of velvet.But it is a plush product after all, even though the workmanship has been astonishingly meticulous, it does not have the texture and coldness of a metal toy at all, but it looks extraordinarily clumsy and amiable.

The most amazing thing is that most of the parts of this big toy can be disassembled!The neck, limbs, palms, and even the fleece magazines on the thighs are all connected together with delicate zippers. As long as you find the zipper opening, you can easily separate them, or reassemble the plush parts through the zipper. .

Looking hesitantly at the plush parts on the ground, the boy picked up one, and didn't put it on his torso with great interest, but fell into a long pause.Sitting there blankly, he seemed to have no interest, and seemed unable to start.

Thin beads of sweat have already seeped out, and there is a little sweat on the bridge of his small and delicate nose. No one stopped him from this meaningless movement that has lasted for a long time. Aisha beside him just patiently helped him with the fan From time to time, he picked up the little silk handkerchief at hand to help him wipe off the thin sweat on his cheeks.

On one side of the bluestone outdoor round table, a pot of warm fruit tea is still steaming slowly. Passion fruit and strawberries are soaked in the dark orange tea, and bright yellow pineapple and lemon slices sink to the bottom of the pot. Smell it carefully , the smell of linden leaves and rosemary is also clearly discernible, calming the mind.

In the early summer when many people have already started brewing iced drinks, the hot tea here seems a bit strange and out of season.Aisha stretched out her hand, first poured a cup of tea into the small glass to test the temperature, and then passed it to the boy's mouth: "Come on, Master Chesu, moisten your throat and study."

Turning his head, Chesu took her hand obediently, gulped a few big mouthfuls, and swallowed the warm fruit tea. He didn't look at Aisha, but then looked at the broken toy leg in front of him, dazed continue to struggle.

Peeking at his expression, Aisha silently lowered her head.It has been a whole afternoon, and Chesu has no intention of doing anything. As long as Aisha does not help, that huge plush mech toy will always be so mutilated.

Behind him, light footsteps sounded.A mild-looking young man in a light linen suit walked over.Reaching out to take the fruit teapot in Aisha's hand, His Highness Lance sat down on the spot, cross-legged on the grass so casually, without paying attention to etiquette.

"Your Highness, why are you free today?" Aisha stood up with a smile and stood aside.

"Yeah, the Ministry of Finance has been calm recently, and there are very few official duties." The young royal family with handsome features looked at Chesu gently in front of him as he spoke in an easy-going manner.

Compared with being thin and pale two years ago, although Chesu's eyes are still not sharp enough now, his complexion is quite different.The sharp and thin chin and cheeks are gradually plump, the light blue eye halo has disappeared without a trace, and a faint blood color has appeared on the thin lips, as soft as a touch of pink petals.

"Still no progress?" Lance asked softly.

Aisha bit her lip, her eye circles were slightly red again: "Yes, the deep brain examination has not improved, and...it has been several months since I continued to scan."

Lance was slightly taken aback: "Why?"

"Master Chesu will be very afraid of being fixed on the examination table. Every time you do an examination... His Majesty the Emperor feels very distressed." Aisha whispered.

Yes, those inspections turned out to be a brutal war in the end. Hearing Chesu's small screams and pleading for help at that time, His Majesty the Emperor, who had always been strong and ruthless, was finally approaching an unbearable collapse.In addition, every time the result is the despair that people repeat over and over again, gradually, that kind of inspection is becoming less and less. The most recent one was four or five months ago.

"But now... His Majesty didn't respond?" Lance frowned and looked at Chesu, feeling very bad in his heart. He clearly remembered that he was able to complete the assembly of plush toys by himself a while ago, but now he seems to have regressed What?

Aisha quietly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her voice choked up: "His Majesty the Emperor should have noticed too... But there is no good treatment, so what can I do?"

I eat and live with Chesu every day, and even if I come back late from business, I will hang around Chesu for an hour or two. How could His Majesty, who is so careful, not notice Chesu's recent abnormalities and self-consciousness? close?

His Majesty's eyes became more and more silent when they stayed on Young Master Chesu, and the time he fell into a daze became longer and longer.However, he did not call the medical officers to come for consultation as eagerly as before. On the contrary, he seemed to be trying to accept this fact silently.

Looking at Chesu's quiet and innocent profile, Lance let out a faint sigh.

He reached out to take the flannel arm in Chesu's hand, and carefully held Chesu's hand: "Here, here, the zipper is here."

He led him to find the underarm of the plush toy, unzipped the chain there, aimed at the gap, and then circled around the direction of the zipper, and quickly installed the already dirty one. Mecha arm.

"Come on, try this one yourself?" He grabbed the other soft flannel mecha arm on the grass and looked at Chesu with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, Chesu reached out and took it.Facing the torso with a hand already attached, he put the arm in the correct position, but he didn't connect it, as if he still didn't know what the next steps would look like.

Not at all impatient, Lance waited for a while, grabbed his hand again, and guided him: "Come on, it's still the same, but the direction is opposite, right?"

... Repeatedly, with similar content, the gentle and handsome His Royal Highness Lance hugged the quiet and dull young man, his expression was always gentle and patient.After a while, he took Chesu hand in hand to form a complete mecha toy with those plush parts, about one meter high, standing there in black, not as majestic as a metal toy, but rather naive.

Looking at the big plush toy, the boy who had been a little autistic stared blankly for a while.Turning his head slowly, he looked at Lance with a shy but happy smile on his lips.

A gust of breeze blew, and pieces of golden petals fell from the century-old acacia tree not far away. They floated to this side along with the breeze, and landed on the grassland beside the two of them. One petal fell on his shoulder.Reaching out his hand to help him wipe away the fallen flowers, there was a quiet and sour pampering between Lance's brows.

Aisha, who came over with a pastry tray, stood quietly in the distance, and suddenly felt a little sore nose.

Although His Royal Highness Lance often comes, he probably doesn't know the disturbance caused by these toys.

When His Majesty Fern brought back a metal mech toy from outside, he could still vividly remember the day.Chesu, who had always been languidly uninterested in anything, finally had a faint light in his eyes for the first time.Carefully holding the expensive top-level toy from the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, he stared blankly on the bed in the bedroom for a long, long time.

I don't know if it was due to nature, or the last bit of memory remained in his mind, he began to try to disassemble that sophisticated and complicated thing, but he couldn't get it right.

His Majesty the Emperor on the side watched his actions, and for the first time did not lend a helping hand, but endured with all his strength, as if he wanted to expect him to finally remember something.

However, it was destined to be a maddening night after all. Exhausted and falling asleep, Chesu didn't really dismantle any part of the mecha, but just held on to it stubbornly and refused to let go.

And the worst thing is not here, but the next morning.

When Chesu, who was clinging to the metal mecha toy, woke up, several serious scars were added to his face and body out of thin air, and his palms were also scarred by the sharp protrusions of the mecha, although they were not terrible injuries. , but it was enough to stain the pillow covers and sheets with shocking bloodstains.

When His Majesty the Emperor ran in early in the morning, what he saw was such a terrifying scene similar to a murder scene.In an instant, the entire palace was filled with His Majesty Fern's distressed screams, as well as the terrified cries of the maids who heard the sound.