"No, Yerou, life cannot be maintained by lies. I don't like the false world..." He looked up at the dark sky. Today will not be a clear night.
"Just treat you as a pitiful woman who lost her son..."
"You didn't lose our son. He was just raised by the system. This is how we all got here." He comforted her with a standard answer, even his tone was cold.
"I kissed him, breastfed him, he cried, he laughed... You don't know my despair at that time, those people's gossip, it was Xiao Kong who gave me the courage to live, he is so beautiful, like a blond angel
, he only belongs to me and only loves me...unlike his father..." Yerou choked up as she spoke.
"Stop thinking about him and face it, he's going to be a strong fighter."
He knew that Yerou already knew everything, and he didn't know how to comfort her, but his tone became stronger.
"No! I don't want my son to be a soldier anymore!" She responded firmly, "He has such a gentle and peaceful nature, he is not suitable for being a soldier..."
"All noble men should go to the battlefield. This is an unchanging law!" Kalki said gloomily. "When he is a teenager, he will be thrown on a battlefield with flying bullets and explosions. At this time,
It doesn't matter what his nature is, he will immediately fight for survival."
"No! Why is there only one road and it's so bloody and cruel?" Yerou's face looked as pale as a withered lily in the dark garden, "I saw so much cruelty here... Some people died, and some died.
'Hailong', gone forever... Some people were disabled, and I saw prosthetic limbs and eyes... I saw the homes of those who died in the battle were ritually burned, and the flames shot into the sky, just like the homes of Shattayu and Liya, that
All the blooming irises turned into dust, so many widows, where did they go?..."
"There is no need to be so sentimental. Bukhara is crowded with young knights who want to rise to the top through military merit. We cannot even make reservations for the wedding at Gama Corner, so we can only give priority to senior military officers. Aren't those birth centers filled with pregnant women who are expecting to give birth?
?Life is like this, sleep with someone you just met for a day, and give birth to a child you have never met before. Human beings are like weeds. No matter how miserable the front line is, we can’t cut them all off. He is really me
My son will not be afraid of war..."
"You've never seen Xiao Kong. He is perfect, just like an angel. He can't kill anyone."
"Don't project your weakness onto my son. As long as he has the blood of Sirius in his body and he doesn't become the Grand Master of the White Tiger Knights, his life will be meaningless!" Kalki's eyes were like wolf eyes in the darkness.
Cold.
"The same life trajectory as my father, going to the front line thousands of light years away, not caring about the lives of others, betraying a woman who had been waiting for him..." She finally felt so heartbroken that she couldn't bear it anymore.
"Ye Rou!" he called out, the wind was too cold.
"Ah! It's getting late and it's too cold outside. Yerou, let's go home. Don't let Kalki stand outside the door for too long."
Mira said in a gentle voice that these artificial intelligence robots have the function of regulating the tense relationship between couples and can appropriately smooth things over.
This mansion is still the same as before, a cold and gorgeous palace with no popularity.
Life after that was a kind of torture. He no longer wanted to go to the White Peacock Restaurant for dinner or perform a loving couple show in front of everyone.
Mira asked for some fruit for dinner, but the deacon didn't eat either and just shouted that he wanted to rest.
Yerou, who was wearing a thin nightgown, was sitting beside the bed. When Kalki walked out of the bathroom, her long blond hair was hanging down her shoulders.
The scene on the first day after their marriage reappeared, but the attraction between the two inexperienced young people disappeared. Yerou lowered her head and no longer looked at Plato's most handsome blond man with fascination, Karl.
Kira's movements of tugging on her nightgown were not as graceful and gentle as before.
Nowadays, women have no secrets from him. He is more like a family man, living casually.
"You have to go to work tomorrow, and I have to go to Marburg to start training. Get some rest early."
He said hello to her and prepared to sleep on the big sofa in the living room.
"Kalki! Don't go!" She stood up and walked over lightly, "Can we really not go back to the past?"
The night is very dark tonight, but the beauty of Yerou can illuminate the night.
Her originally slim girlish aura was transforming into a feminine one. The gauze skirt wrapped the body of a woman who had given birth. Her legs were slender, her hips were round, and her breasts that had been fed were swaying faintly. To him, a mature man in his thirties,
For men, Yerou now is more attractive than the innocent female student back then.
"Have you forgiven me?" he asked directly.
She stood blankly and was silent for a while.
"You don't know how many times I cried while holding Xiaokong, and during every night feeding... No one cares about my feelings. It turns out that I am just a fertility tool."
"You have grown up, Yerou, and I don't want to lie to you anymore. Our marriage was forced on me, and I was forced to accept it." He spoke in a calm tone, revealing absolute rationality.
"So, when you get the chance, will you look for your true love? You love her, don't you?"
"Yes, I love her," he said quietly, "the love of one knight for another."
He couldn't describe Yerou's expression at this time, and it suddenly reminded him of that night, under the dim light of the Prince Hotel, Xuanji's face, a person who was trying hard to maintain her dignity, and was so sad and confused that she seemed to see everything.
Everything was destroyed in an instant right in front of you.
"If I had known it... If I had known it earlier, I was just fantasizing..."
When she said this, tears filled her eyes. It turned out that the pain of spiritual betrayal was far greater than that of physical betrayal.
"I want to face my true feelings. I don't want to act anymore. You don't have to pretend to forgive me. We don't want to act like a loving couple that everyone admires. You don't have to wrong yourself to accept me anymore."
"Besides forgiving you and accepting you, what other choice do I have? Just like marrying you, it is not my choice..."
She was so sad that she couldn't help herself. She hugged her shoulders tightly, looking so fragile and lonely.
He instinctively wanted to hug his wife. The soft night was warm and fragrant. Such a beautiful blonde wife was a temptation that a returning veteran could not resist.
You must swear to me that you will never touch your wife again, not even with a finger. You swear!
Xuanji was like a succubus in the water, her black hair parted in the middle and spread over her shoulders. She stood in the rippling blue waves surrounded by red rose petals, looking at him with such charming and seductive eyes.