Dawn Sleep [Interstellar]

Fallen Sun (4)

After saying that sentence, the communication was cut off by Garcia. He was dragged onto the bed, his belt was ripped off before he could regain his senses, and then his coat, shoes, socks, trousers and shirt…

Jiang Jianming was stripped half naked again in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed Garcia’s sleeve helplessly. “Your Highness!”

Garcia was clearly provoked by him none too lightly, the good attitude that finally softened a bit dissipated, and his mouth opened again with another stream of cutting remarks.

The content was nothing more than the empire exploiting him to become addicted, like rushing to be squeezed by someone or something like that.

Jiang Jianming just “yes yes yes”, “right right right” listening attentively and finally closed his eyes and laid down in His Highness’s arms. “Thank you for bringing Snow Dove back, can you just lecture me again tomorrow?”

If the key point is really the mecha, tomorrow he will still be busy. The surveillance was left to Zheng Yue to investigate, and now he just needed to hurry up and sleep.

Garcia snorted coldly, pulled off the quilt and buried Jiang Jianming in it.

Then he got up and took two steps back from the bed. “Sleep by yourself, don’t touch me casually.”

Jiang Jianming: “?”

Who is touching whom!

****

The lights were off, and the room was dark.

In the darkness, Garcia pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down.

He had nothing to do, a moment ago he became angry again, and now he was not in the least bit feeling sleepy.

Therefore he stared at Jiang Jianming sleeping.

Garcia’s gaze wandered between the strands of black hair by the bedside pillow, and he thought to himself: He let Jiang Jianming sleep, and this person actually fell asleep so defenselessly.

There is also important internal data about Golden Sun Wheel on the table, it seems that he’s not worried about any malicious retaliation he will carry out either.

“…”

Garcia lowered his eyes heavily. He was clearly burning with anger in his chest, but every time he was overwhelmed by Jiang Jianming’s method of overcoming rigidity with softness…it would lead to a dilemma.

But there were other emotions mingled with tonight’s rage.

When he found out that Jiang Jianming had joined Golden Sun Wheel, a negative emotion surged up that made him even more irritable and even wanted to wreak havoc.

For three years, he had resisted the empire, resisted showing his face in front of people, preferring to devote himself to the Far Interstellar Space front and the snowy expanse of Alpha Alien Star.

Bathed in the gunfire of space bandits, bathed in the blood of alien creatures, and comforted this body with the temperature from the friction between life and death.

This was not because of fear, nor was it to escape.

He’s just…..tired. Crown Prince Ryann’s brilliance shone all over the three-star system and nine-star city. He neither wanted his existence to be defined artificially, and he was also tired of dealing with ordinary people’s gazes.

As a result, walking into that dark night and heavy snow, he met Jiang Jianming.

But Jiang Jianming brushed past him, and fled alone in pursuit of that light—even though the light once burned the fragile and disabled human being.

Garcia raised his neck and looked out the window. The night enveloped the star city gently like water, it was an ordinary night.

In this ordinary, quiet and extremely long night, His Royal Highness realized a mistake of his own.

He not only wanted to alienate the little widow who was obsessed with Crown Prince Ryann, but also wanted to protect the disabled human officer who had been in the same mecha with him.

But this is impossible.

Because…because what made his soul resonate was originally another soul that lives towards death.

His initial desire for Jiang Jianming was to hold this death-seeking person back, stuff him into the treatment cabin and lock him up properly.

Thinking of this, Garcia somewhat wanted to laugh, but he couldn’t. His eyes became more silent, like the universe after all the stars were extinguished.

His Royal Highness stood up, pulled down the curtains, and walked lightly to the head of the bed.

Jiang Jianming seemed to have fallen asleep, his thin body clinging tightly to the inner side, deliberately leaving half of the bed.

Garcia took off his clothes in silence and hung them beside him, laid down on the bed lightly, and stretched his arms to pull Jiang Jianming, who was curled up in the corner, into his arms.

His ears seemed to echo what the Old Marshal Chen said:

——”The reason why people fight is to obtain a certain something, or to retrieve something.”

“…hm…” Jiang Jianming slept very lightly, and frowned when he was moved a bit, his eyelids trembled waking up.

Garcia stroked Jiang Jianming’s back and whispered, “It’s okay, sleep.”

Soon, the arms were quiet again.

…to obtain a certain something, or to retrieve something.

In the complete silence, Garcia heard the faint and shallow breathing sound in his arms, the sound was like trembling strings, tightening the softest part of his heart, causing sharp pain.

The prince’s lips were tightly pursed, then he slowly stretched out his fingers, stroking Jiang Jianming’s black hair, simultaneously, the color in the bottom of his eyes became increasingly sharper.

Garcia closed his eyes.

For the first time, he heard the sound of breaking through the ground from the depths of his soul. A ferocious sprout raised its head in the silence.

That is……

…a sprout drenched in aggressive desire.

****

It was already the morning of the next day when he received another message from Zheng Yue.

Jiang Jianming was leaning lazily on the pillow. He was wearing white homewear, with only a military jacket covering half of his shoulders, but the bottom of his eyes were very clear.

He pulled the virtual screen to the head of the bed, and rows of data were arranged on it.

The newly appointed inspector whispered to himself, “There are five folding mechas in total. Judging from the surveillance, it should have taken three rounds to transport all the real crystal ores…”

——Obviously, this guess hit the bullseye.

Jumping out of the stereotype thinking, in fact, not only starships could transport supplies from outside the atmosphere of star city to the inside, but multiple mechas could also complete this kind of work.

However, the mecha was big and conspicuous. Although it did not require a special starship port for docking like starships do, it would still be very eye-catching if multiple mechas stay in a certain area for a long time.

Furthermore, mechas that were too low-level didn’t even have aerospace capabilities. Only folding mechas above A-level could complete this series of stealthy actions without anyone noticing.

The problem is……

Jiang Jianming frowned slightly, “It can not only infiltrate the top management of the Golden Sun Wheel, but can also take out five folding mechas that are not military supplies in one go. How many forces within the empire have the ability to achieve this level?”

A slender hand stretched out and passed through the virtual screen.

“Submit a report, and the specific number of people there are. You should let the commander-in-chief and the emperor investigate it on their own.”

Garcia coldly put a cup of hot milk on the bedside table, and cast a sarcastic look. “You are a commoner, yet you take the initiative to wade through this muddy water for others, are you treating yourself as a risk dog?”

Jiang Jianming took the cup calmly, bowed his head and took a sip. “Look at what you said, it’s not to such an extent.”

Garcia: “Foolish.”

On the virtual screen, Zheng Yue stared blankly at the scene in front of him with two big black eye circles.

——God, what did he do wrong to bear this, is this the price for the life being saved by a noble man on the way?

Three years ago, it wasn’t that he hadn’t heard rumors on the street that His Royal Highness Ryann already had a lover.

But who didn’t think that it was just a rumor at the time!?

Yet who would have thought !??

Zheng Yue’s eyes widened in pain, wishing he could hug his head and groan.

Although a good match is really a good match, and although it perfectly explained the mystery of the identity of “Little Excellency”, it’s just that last night…

Last night, that was a real horror! He just fucking open a door of horror, the horror really hit home!

On the other end, Jiang Jianming stood up after drinking the glass of milk, and looked at Garcia strangely, wondering why he suddenly…..couldn’t resist showing his face in front of strangers.

Even when Zheng Yue “recognized” him as Ryann, he didn’t refute it.

Garcia grabbed Jiang Jianming’s shoulder with one hand. “Where are you going?”

Jiang Jianming: “Golden Sun Wheel’s military building. Ah…..do you want to stay here? It’s okay, just don’t tamper with my things.”

“Today is a day off.”

“I have no choice, the situation is urgent, I can only work overtime.”

Jiang Jianming fumbled for Golden Sun Wheel’s military uniform. “The next step is to adjust the surveillance of the entire star city to lock the landing position of the mechas. I will personally make an official request to Lieutenant General Luther.”

“……”

Garcia stopped talking, turned around and sat aside with weary eyes.

For some reason, Jiang Jianming felt a subtle sense of guilt as if keeping his pet at home while he went out.

Even though he knew that in Garcia’s heart, he was the pet.

Thus he freed his hand between changing clothes, and touched the top of Garcia’s hair tentatively, but His Highness turned his head and avoided it.

“……”

Jiang Jianming went out helplessly, while feeling that line of sight chasing his back until he closed the door.

In the room that was once again empty, Garcia thought to himself:

If in the future, I agree to be the crown prince myself.

…Of course I will not agree, this is merely an assumption, an “if”.

If I become the emperor myself.

Then he’ll simply let Jiang be the Commander-in-Chief of the empire.

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

There is no need to ask anyone for instructions, nor suffer any grievances, and he can lazily get up late and go to bed early in the depths of the bed curtains, making up for the years of hard work.

But he has to submit to himself, and to softly call him “Your Majesty”, or obey his commands reluctantly, be caught and locked up in the White Jade Palace from morning…to night.

“……”

Garcia’s Adam’s apple rolled, and the tips of his ears turned red. He ground his teeth in frustration, lowered his head, stood up, and went to fetch cold water to wash his face.