The boy in the mirror has delicate facial features, and his dark eyes are as bright as obsidian. It should have been a very beautiful picture, but the expression of mourning while covering his face at this moment is really ridiculous. Huo Si Ni is not used to seeing such a son as soon as he enters the door. .
In the past, Su Yang regarded self-cultivation as a meal, and always maintained a perfect side no matter when and where he was, making people impeccable, no matter who was the same, but he also lost the vitality and vigor of young people. I have never seen my son act inappropriately.
She remembered that a media once commented on Su Yang, saying that although he looked perfect, it was a little unreal, like a well-built machine, no one could see through the real him.
Huo Sini had to admit that even with her own son, she couldn't accurately find out Su Yang's temperament and preferences, because he was not as well-behaved and sensible as a teenager of his age.
But now, looking at her son who was making faces in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile knowingly. That accident was a blessing in disguise. Many gratifying changes have taken place in this child, especially since he no longer rejects his grandfather. It made Horsini especially happy.
She reached out and knocked on the door, and Su Yang turned around and called sweetly, "Mother, good morning."
"Good morning, my darling." Huo Sini walked up to him, straightened his messy hair, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Su Yang nodded again and again. He was used to sleeping in his lover's arms. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he got home. He finally saw Xi Yi last night, and he was sure that he was the one he was looking for, so he fell asleep naturally. Very sweet.
He said, "I slept the best last night."
Huo Si Ni accurately grasped the key words in his words and asked, "Did something special happen last night? I asked the driver to pick you up after you left the party, but I didn't find you, and when I got home, I found that you were already in bed. , how did you get back?"
This question is really embarrassing for Su Yang. He only remembers that he was playing tricks with Xi Yi, and he put down all his defenses because of the familiar and reassuring breath of the man. After a while, he completely lost consciousness. How did he come back? do not know either.
But this kind of godly unfolding and somewhat humiliating thing, he must never tell his mother.
He made a gesture of reminiscence and said slowly: "Last night... I seem to be drunk. A kind fan saw that I was uncomfortable on the side of the road, so they took me back by the way. I slept well and probably drank. Because of the sake of ordering wine, it seems that you should drink a glass before going to bed in the future, which will help you sleep."
Huo Sini did not doubt and said, "I don't think it's a good way to go. If I spared such a long way, I must have sent you back specially. You have to thank others."
Thank you... Su Yang's mind quickly flashed some unharmonious images, plus last night's spring dream, his cheeks involuntarily stained crimson, he swallowed and said unnaturally: "Okay, I will be fine. Thanks to him."
Huosini frowned, stroked his forehead, and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable, why is it so hot?"
Su Yang: "...I seem to be sick." Lovesick.
After finally coaxing his mother away, he patted some water on his hot cheek and said, "Cheer up, we can meet tomorrow."
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Just when Su Yang was suffering from lovesickness, the military high-level conference hall was shrouded in a low air pressure, and everyone sat with their chests up, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
The four federal marshals sitting at the top all looked worried, one of them looked particularly young, about thirty years old, he narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and repeated lightly: "There are so many people, but no Can anyone answer my question?"
The annual high-level meeting is a routine practice of the military, to discuss the gains and losses of the past year, and to make practical plans for the coming year, but this year is more special. Sudden trouble at the end.
Xi Yi said coldly: "Since it's a plan, it should be detailed, not a grand blueprint. What I want is what efforts you will make to achieve the goal of this plan. I don't want to hear this kind of talk on paper. Let's go."
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The people in the conference hall dispersed one after another, and the three senior seniors were still sitting in the same place. One of them took out a heart-saving pill from his pocket and took it, saying, "Didn't you say that the treatment was good last time? Why doesn't it feel like it?"
"It's all what Yin Xiaozi said," said another with a gray beard, "It's not like that, just call him over and ask."
Another person did not make a statement from beginning to end, but silently winked at the guards on the side.
Yin Heng, who was about to apply oil on the soles of his feet, was forcibly brought over. Facing the highest-ranking commander in the Federation, he saluted with a smile and said, "Hello, sirs!"
"Don't be serious, tell us what's going on with Xi Yi."
Yin Heng scratched the back of his head and smiled heartlessly: "He's in a bad mood."
The three looked at each other, and after a while, the beard asked, "Why is he in a bad mood?"
Yin Heng couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttered softly, "I'm not the roundworm in his stomach, how can I know the reason."
"Although you are not the roundworm in his stomach, you are his attending physician. Now that your patient's condition is abnormal, how can you say you don't know the reason."
"No abnormality, no abnormality," Yin Heng explained quickly: "Marshal Xi Yi's emotional indicators have returned to normal, and the extreme emotions that used to appear are almost unobservable. I dare not say anything else. I can still guarantee this. His emotional changes now belong to the category of normal people, so don't be too arrogant."
After receiving his assurance, the old men were relieved, but they still added: "The follow-up observation needs to continue, and things related to Xi Yi must not be negligent. You must know that his bloodline is..."
Yin Heng's eyes turned cold, but he still smiled: "I know, don't worry."
Back in the command room, the man who made people panic was leaning on the back of the chair, raised his eyes lightly and said, "They are looking for you."
Yin Heng raised his lips and said, "You're so abnormal today, no wonder they find it strange. I haven't asked, who made the Marshal unhappy, really good skills."
Xi Yi lowered his eyes and fiddled with the chess game before saying, "It's a very strange child."
Yin Heng raised his eyebrows, "Yo, there really is."
Ignoring his ridicule, Xi Yi said, "He said I was his dream lover, which literally means the person he liked in his dream."
"Oh, Su Yangsu superstar."
Xi Yi frowned: "Why do you know."
"Pfft... Because the views of the live video of Su Daxing that night have exceeded 10 billion, no one in the entire galaxy does not know about this, oh yes, you are the exception, no matter how popular the news can't get into your ears. ."
Xi Yi gave him a cold look, and Yin Heng quickly closed his mouth, indicating that you should continue.
"I met him that night, and he said that he was looking for Xi Yi. Maybe I have the same name as the person in his dream, so he regarded me as that person."
Yin Heng's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Could this be the reason for your bad mood?"
Seeing that Xi Yi was silent, he just lowered his head and played with the game of chess. Yin Heng had already guessed that it was close to ten. He walked to the opposite side of Xi Yi and sat down, saying, "You two met last night, so are you serious?"
Xi Yi shook his head and said, "No, I just don't understand why I feel very at ease in front of him, and... I can't refuse any of his requests."
"..." Yin Heng looked at him like a fool, but at the same time he felt at ease and was only kind to him. This is not what the heart is.
It's just that he was so happy to watch this man's good show, he just hooked his lips and said, "Oh~ that's how it is~"
Xi Yi glanced at him lightly, then pointed to a stack of documents on the desk, "I'll give it to you."
"Hey... just kidding..."
Xi Yi patted him on the shoulder, turned around and entered the training room. The heavy metal door completely blocked the sound of someone's wailing.
He stood in front of the white light display and clicked the play button, and soon the boy's tender but clear singing voice came out, echoing in the closed training room. It was Su Yang's personal single when he was sixteen years old. The soothing rhythm music matched the boy's Clean and pure voice, like the sounds of nature.
Some say it is the closest to an angel's voice in this century.
The smiling boy on the screen had the corners of his mouth curved to the right angle. For some reason, Xi also felt that this was not right. This child's smile should not be like this.
The boy's smile should be more naughty, he should not be well-behaved and sensible, he should be like a proud prince, as if the whole world should follow his heart, just to make his smile stay longer.
He turned off the screen and listened intently to the boy's singing. Maybe he didn't even realize that after the encounter that night, this young man named Su Yang entered his life and could never get out again. Everywhere in his life.
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In the early morning of the next day, Su Yang had already arrived at Huo's house. Before Mr. Huo got up, he squatted in the greenhouse to look at the precious flowers that his grandfather bought with a lot of money. It is said that these seeds were collected from the mother planet. The price is enough to buy a luxury villa.
Su Yang squatted in front of the apparently stunted flower, pouted, "So it's a rose."
The gardener on the side was surprised: "You know roses, young master. We have never heard of this flower, let alone take care of it yourself. No, it's about to wither."
"What's so difficult about this," Su Yang said, "I'll teach you how to support it."
He picked up the brush and wrote a whole page of precautions for caring for roses, handed the pen and paper back to the gardener, and said, "If you follow this, there will be no problem..."
He inadvertently raised his eyes, but saw a man in a military uniform standing outside the transparent flower room. He was dressed in a straight and upright uniform, full of chills and chills. The man's icy gaze swept over here, provoking Su Yang's heart beat faster, and he reached out to the stunted wild rose uncontrollably.
When he was in a trance, he had already tore off this precious flower, and the gardener next to him was about to stare out his eyes. Xi Yi just walked up to him and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Because of me, I want to see you..." Su Yang blocked the remnant flower in his hand in front of him, and said shyly, "Do you like roses?"
Xi Yi was slightly startled, reached out to take it, looked at it, and said, "I've never seen this flower before."
Su Yang pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Its flower language is I love you. It is said that in the distant home planet, people use it to woo. Accepting flowers means accepting love. You can't go back on it."
Xi Yi: "…"