Summer is coming to an end, but it is the hottest time in Aaron Landis.
Early in the morning, the blazing sun was already high in the sky, pouring light and heat on the earth, making the whole world extremely bright.
The golden-brown mane of the big lion gleamed with the sunlight coming in from the skylight.
Its two front paws rested on the edge of the bed, and its huge head rested on the bed, just lying on his stomach, staring at Garlan.
Garlan sat on the bed, holding a pale green glass cup, drinking warm milk one by one.
After drinking, he raised his head and handed the glass to Tapti, who couldn't help laughing when he saw a little milky white stain on the corner of his lips.
She reached out and gently wiped the milk marks from the corner of Gallan's mouth with her fingers.
"Like a child."
She said with a smile, raised her hand and touched Garlan's forehead again.
The temperature seems to have dropped a bit.
She thought, looking at the breakfast that had been eaten more than half, and her expression relaxed slightly.
Seeing that Gallan had finished eating and drinking, Nega's scream was obviously attracting Gallan's attention.
Garland looked at it, and it looked at Garland eagerly.
Because of Garlan's illness, it hasn't seen Garlan for a long time, and the mighty face of the king of beasts clearly shows a grievance to Garlan.
That cute and aggrieved look attracted Gallan to hug Nega's big fluffy head, rubbing it hard, burying her face in it, and rubbing it.
The big lion put his head on him, grunted in his throat, and twitched his long tail.
Rubbing Nega's thick mane, and hugging the big lion, Gallan laughed happily.
The female officer who ordered the maid to take the tableware away looked back at this scene and couldn't help showing a knowing smile.
Your Majesty looks in good spirits today.
She was thinking so comfortably when she suddenly saw Garlan getting out of bed, she was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.
"It's okay, Tapti, I think I'm in good shape today."
Garland said,
"The doctor also said to stay active as much as possible, didn't they?"
He said this with a smile, then lifted the veil and walked with Nega to the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
In the early morning, under the sun, the crescent pond outside was sparkling, the lavender lotus swayed gently in the green leaves, and the pearl-like water droplets rolled on the green leaves, reflecting the colorful luster.
In the air, a breeze with the sweet fragrance of lotus flowers blows over.
Looking up at the cloudless sky, Garlan laughed.
"The weather is great."
He said with a smile, his long blond hair scattered behind him, casting a golden sheen in the air.
As if responding to his words, Nega snorted at the sun in the sky, then turned to look at him, as if asking for praise.
Garland laughed and patted its big head hard, causing it to roll under Garland's feet.
"Tapti."
"Yes?"
"Notify Xie Muer."
Facing the sun, Garlan stood on the balcony, the sun shone on his face, and his pale face seemed to be more rosy at the moment.
He put one hand on the head of the big lion beside him, raised his head and looked at the sky.
The blowing wind lifted a few strands of long golden hair, swept over his bright eyes, over his side cheeks, and flew backwards.
"In an hour, I will be summoning everyone at the government office," he said.
The female officer who had been watching Gallan's back with a smile on her face softened, her eyes froze, and the smile disappeared from her face in an instant.
After a while, she bowed her head to the back of her Majesty and bowed in salute.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The chief lady replied.
When she was speaking, she closed her eyes, clenched her hands tightly in front of her, and pierced her fingertips deeply into her palm.
…
…
There is a huge government affairs hall, and the sunlight slants in from the skylights everywhere, filling the hall with light.
The golden throne stood on the high platform, and the sunlight gathered on it from all directions, emitting light.
The young king sat quietly on the golden throne, eyes closed, one hand resting on the armrest of the throne, as if bathed in brilliance.
Fragments of golden light danced in his hair.
A crown of lapis lazuli and laurel branches rests on his golden hair, as if fused with it.
The government affairs hall was very quiet, except for the very shallow breathing, there was no other sound at all.
The crowd was silent.
They looked at King Garlan on the throne.
The young Wang lost a lot of weight, and his body became more and more slender. His pale complexion was almost translucent against the sunlight, as if it would melt into the light at any time.
When one sees it, it is inexplicably shocking.
However, even with such a slender body, it can't even occupy one-third of the space of the throne, but it gives people the feeling that there is no more space in the throne, and even such a huge throne can't accommodate him.
It was as if the invisible huge aura emanating from the young king filled the entire golden throne.
After an unknown amount of time, King Garlan opened his eyes.
On the pale face, only the pair of golden eyes shone amazingly.
"Ximuel, the avenues of Aaron Landis will continue to be built. After the main roads are completed, the side roads leading to small and medium-sized cities will continue to be built."
"Sorgar, strengthen the enforcement of the code, and make it known to all Aaron Landis within three to five years as much as possible."
"Minister Zuo, don't increase taxes within ten years, and ensure water conservancy in various places. Every year, more than three Solga temples must be added nationwide."
"Kaihos, pay attention to the placement of soldiers and soldiers who have retired due to old age and injuries. You should discuss with Zuo Sixiang about the issue of the military town."
"Tal, all the time, you've done a good job, just keep doing it."
…
On the throne, the young king said the names of his subordinates one by one.
Calmly and methodically, he explained to his subordinates what he intended to do in the future.
The people he named came out one by one, bent over and knelt down to the ground.
They bowed their heads deeply to their king.
Everyone was speechless.
Even Fat Tal, who couldn't hold back his tears, fought back the sound of sobbing.
In the hall, only King Garlan's clear voice echoed in it, like a clear spring flowing in the sun, gently surrounding everyone.
When King Garlan stopped temporarily, everyone in the hall knelt on the ground.
Only one person.
Only the man who stood under the throne, the closest to the throne, was still standing.
The hall was terribly silent, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The sunlight flooded the hall, making it seem as if the shadows were lost here, and every point was replaced with a scorching light.
Bright to the extreme, it turned everything into an empty space.
After a short pause, King Garlan called out the name of the only person still standing.
"Heimos."
The air seemed to vibrate for a moment at this cry.
At the call of King Garlan, Heimos stepped forward and walked up the blue stone steps.
He walked steadily, not in a hurry, step by step.
In the silent hall, the heavy footsteps of his dark boots stepping on the slate were particularly clear.
Before walking to the throne, Heimos leaned over and knelt down in front of Garlan on one knee.
He kept his head down, fine black hair scattered, and a thick shadow shrouded his face, making it impossible to see the expression on his face at all.
Looking at Heimos kneeling in front of him silently, Garlan lowered his eyes.
Now he finally understood the mood when King Camos threw him into the cave and resolutely turned away from him.
Can't bear it.
reluctant.
But it must be done.
For he is the king of Aaron Landis.
Garlan raised his hand and took off the golden crown on his head with both hands.
On the lapis lazuli, where the azure light flows, the bright red blood droplets will flow.
"Heimos."
The young king put the golden crown with his own hands on the black hair of Heimos, who knelt before him.
"Guard Aaron Landis."
Garland said.
The next sentence he said was so soft that only they could hear each other.
"...like protecting me."
I know how cruel what I have done is to you.
but…
Heimos.
Please protect Aaron Landis as you protect me.
…
…
Today is cloudless all day, day and night.
In the dead of night, the bright and round moon hangs high in the night sky, casting mercury-like brilliance on the earth.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars in the sky are dimmed in front of it, and the entire night sky seems to have only its existence.
A black-feathered eagle draped in moonlight stood with its claws grasping the stone railing, staring at Gallan with sharp eyes.
Its pupils reflected Garlan's shadow, as if imprinting it in the depths.
Fingertips stroked the dark feathers, stretched out his hand and pushed, the black eagle spread its wings and flew towards the endless sky, making a short chirping.
Garlan sat on the stone railing bench, leaning against the stone railing behind him, looking sideways at Anu's figure flying into the sky.
When the dark shadow melted into the night, he took his eyes back.
He said, "Are you angry?"
He said with a smile, looking at the snow-white stone pillar embedded in the stone fence by his side.
On the other side of the stone pillar, Heimos stood there.
Heimos crossed his arms and leaned against the stone pillar with his back to Garlan.
The huge stone pillar separated the two, and Garlan could only see the small half of Heimos's body protruding from the side of the stone pillar.
After coming to the balcony, Heimos seemed to be arguing with him, standing behind the stone pillar with his back to him, refusing to speak to him for a long time.
But Piansheng showed half of his body again for him to see, as if he was silently telling him, 'I'm not happy, I'm angry, come and coax me'.
Garlan tilted his head and looked at the small half of Heimos's body exposed from behind the stone pillar for a while.
"Heimos."
He says,
"I want to touch you."
Heimos, who had been facing Garlan, turned his head and looked at Garlan with his golden red eyes.
Garlan looked at him innocently and reached out to him.
Heimos sighed lowly, lowered his arms around his chest, and walked towards Garlan.
He leaned over and lowered his head, resting his forehead on Garlan's forehead, who was smiling at him.
His hand grabbed Garlan's chin, but his fingers were light.
Garlan smiled at him, raised his arms around his neck, and took the initiative to rub the tip of his nose with the tip of his nose, as if to please him.
Heimos lowered his eyes and kissed the other's lips.
Those lips are no longer the pale pink like cherry blossoms in the past. They have lost their blood and are so pale that people feel distressed when they look at them.
He was always fighting back the urge to brusquely paint those pale lips back red.
The person in his arms is too fragile, too fragile to touch him.
If you touch it, it will shatter in his hand.
But this man is too tough.
Tough to the point where he couldn't help feeling angry and unwilling.
-He could give everything for Aaron Landis, but he was cruel to him more than anything-
However, no matter how much anger, no matter how much unwillingness, when you see this person in front of you, it will disappear completely.
In front of this man, he is forever weak.
A single word from this person can control everything about him.
"Gallan..."
He closed his eyes, pressed against the forehead of the person in his arms, murmured, and called out the name with attachment.
He heard Garlan hum softly, raised his head, and rubbed his cheek, he could feel the familiar touch of soft skin.
Even though he was rubbing his ears with his loved one, his chest was empty.
It's like walking on the edge of a cliff, falling from the sky anytime, anywhere and shattering your bones.
Heimos opened his eyes, and he saw the golden hair slipping from his eyes, and a few strands of long hair rested on the snow-white stone fence.
Crossing the stone fence, he saw the sparkling pool of water behind Garlan.
On the shore of the pool, the lavender hyacinths swayed gently in the wind, like an undulating lavender ocean.
For some reason, he stared at the hyacinth for a while.
"What are you looking at?"
Sensing that Heimos was in a trance, Garlan turned his head and followed his gaze.
Looking at the crescent pool behind him, he thought that Heimos was looking at the lotus blooming in the pond.
He also looked up.
Among the green lotus leaves, the lavender lotus flowers have bloomed to the extreme, and this is their last blooming moment.
He said: "Summer is coming to an end soon, and these lotus flowers are about to be thanked."
Speaking of which, Garlan seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned to look at Heimos, his eyes full of smiles.
"Heimos, do you remember, the last time you wooed me, you did something stupid."
The gorgeous red roses were spread on the ground in the wooden palace, and at a glance, it looked like a burning flame.
startled him.
So, he categorically rejected Heimos.
"It's okay to send flowers, but I also sent flowers that I don't like the most."
Garlan put one hand on the stone fence and looked sideways at Heimos.
"Now you know why you were rejected by me at that time?"
Heimos lowered his head and looked at the people around him.
He asked in a low voice, "What about the lotus flower, do you like it?"
Garland thought about it.
He said, "It's okay, the lotus is pretty good."
Lotus seeds are delicious.
Of course, he didn't say the following sentence.
As soon as Garlan's words fell, Heimos, who was standing quietly beside him, suddenly put his hand on the stone fence in front of him and jumped.
Under Garlan's astonished gaze, Heimos jumped directly over the stone railing of the balcony and into the crescent pool below.
With a thud, the water splashed all over the place, and several splashes of water splashed onto the stunned Garlan's face.
He blinked, a little confused.
Heimos was standing in the pool water, the crescent pool was not deep, it could reach his waist and abdomen, but he just jumped down, and the splashed water also poured through his upper body.
At this moment, standing in the pool, water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair.
He stood in the water, looking up at Garlan, who was lying on the stone railing and staring blankly at him.
He asked, "Which one is your favorite?"
Garland: "..."
So he jumped down to pick flowers for himself
After blinking a few times in a daze, Garlan came back to his senses, looking at Heimos standing in the pool wet and waiting for his answer, he couldn't help laughing and crying.
But looking at Heimos' serious eyes, he glanced at it and deliberately pointed to the flower farthest from Heimos on the edge of the pool.
"that."
He says.
Heimos looked in the direction Garlan pointed, and immediately saw Garlan's thoughts. He glanced at Garlan helplessly, but his eyes were clearly condoned and pampered.
He walked there quickly and broke off the lotus flower.
It is the end of summer, the last moment when all lotus flowers bloom.
This lotus flower is still in bud and half-open, and a very faint purple halo is dotted on the white petals like a cloud.
Heimos took off the lotus flower, and his eyes passed lightly over the hyacinth flowers that were swaying gently in front of him.
He turned, still in the pool, and walked back to where he had jumped.
Garlan leaned on the stone fence and looked at him.
Heimos stood in the water, half of his body submerged in the clear water.
He looked up at Garlan, and held the half-open lotus flower in his hand to Garlan.
Garlan didn't reach out to pick it up, he still lay on his arms on the stone fence, resting his chin on his arms, tilted his head, bent his eyes, and looked at him with a smile.
"Are you courting me?"
The golden red eyes reflect the moonlight, as if glowing in the dark night.
In Heimos' pupils, everything disappeared, leaving only the figure of Garlan, who was smiling.
Other than that, nothing else.
He said, "Hmm."
"My heart beats only for you," he said.
My soul exists only because of you.
only for you.
"This time, you can't refuse me again." He said, "If you refuse me again..."
"What will happen to you if I reject you again?"
Garland asked him with a smile.
"I'll be angry."
Huymerston paused, then repeated.
"very angry."
He said, in a deliberately aggravated tone.
Garland couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
He looked up at Heimos, who was staring at him with his head raised and his thin lips clenched. The shallow moonlight fell on his face, making his gaze looking down at Heimos even more gentle.
"it is good."
Garland said.
He smiled softly at Heimos.
He stretched out his hand from the stone fence to get the half-open lotus flower that Heimos held up to him.
He said, "I..."
The moonlight made Garlan's outstretched snow-white fingers almost translucent, whiter than the tips of the white petals that he was about to touch that had not yet been dyed with purple halo.
next second
Just when the fingertips were about to touch the tip of the petal.
It fell suddenly.
The hand suddenly fell from the air, and it was softly placed outside the stone fence.
Lying on the stone fence, Garlan closed his eyes, tilted his head, and rested his arms on his arms, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully.
His chest stopped heaving.
Under the silent night sky, only the sound of one person's breathing remained.
Heimos raised his head and stood in the pool, all wet.
The wet, jet-black hair was clinging to his watery brown cheeks, and the water dripped from the tips of his hair and slid down his cheeks.
Finally, with a click, it drips into the water.
He just stood there, still holding the half-open lotus flower in the direction of Garlan, who was lying on the stone fence.
He seemed to be stubbornly waiting.
The night wind blew slowly, blowing across the shimmering water, as if the slender eyelashes of Gallan sleeping were twitching.
A purple halo of petals fell from the lotus flower that Heimos was holding, and fell gently on the calm water.
Heimos stood for a long, long time.
Like a carved stone statue, standing silently in the water.
The silver-like moonlight scatters his paleness.
…
[If you reject me again this time, I will be angry.]
[very angry.]