desire reconciliation

Chapter 46

He was able to turn on the terminal on the aircraft back to the military headquarters and check the message sent back by Uriah. It was because of this message that he completely forgot the video recorded while he was asleep.

The content of the communication this time was longer than the last one. The opening text only used a few lines to explain that he had joined General Freddie and arrived at the military base on the front line of Zongyuan.

The serious content is limited to these few lines, and the rest will be Uriah's inner monologue.

This is the third newsletter I sent you. Today is No. 18 days after departure. The spacecraft has gone through five space transitions, passed through three galaxies, and arrived at the Zongyuan military base.

This is not the first time I have come here on a mission, but it is the first time I am so eager to go back, even if the mission has not even started.

Many soldiers who believe in atheism will feel anxious and depressed because they seem to be unable to touch the tail of time when sailing in this vast universe.

It seems that human beings will have physiological fear and fear when they leave the ground.

Just like a merchant ship drifting on the endless sea in the age of the earth, sailing for weeks or even months in the endless deep blue sea, with damp splints on the soles of the feet, drifting on the sea, swaying in the storm, that kind of life The concepts of life and death have been diluted and worn away during this long journey.

Once on a boring trip, I always looked at the starry sky and the Milky Way full of screens to resolve this feeling.

The stars and planets along the way seem to be round pearls scattered in the black velvet universe. This interstellar space is like a gift from the creator to mankind.Many times I will gradually forget that feeling in the beautiful scenery, and my thoughts will drift far away.

This method has been tried and tested, but this time it failed.

I saw the blue-purple silk curtain of the Milky Way, but what I thought was, if the blue was clearer, it would be more like your eyes.

I saw a few white asteroids passing by the spaceship again, but what I thought of was the shiny pearl earrings that fell on your earlobe at the banquet that day.

I simply stopped looking at it, thinking that I would no longer think of you, but my brain seemed unwilling to listen to me.

During the day, I go to the mecha simulation room to distract my attention, but when I see the operating handle or the helmet, I can think of your shirt soaked and slightly panting after training.

At night, the artificial light on the spaceship hits the fur on my collar, and the shadow hits the table. I can still think of the day when you and I were in the villa facing the lake in the dungeon. After you opened the curtains, the light

The strands come in, blending a shaggy blonde at the ends of your hair.

Even when I saw the imperial military emblem, what I thought of was the way you sat on my lap in the marshal's office for the first time in heat, but you were almost absent-minded.

......

I want to see you, hug you, kiss you.

Kiss the tips of your hair, your earlobes, your eyelashes, the tip of your nose, the corners of your lips.

How can I not know why I am like this.

Every sleepless night, the torrent of longing and desire overwhelms me.

Whenever I think of you, it is like golden raindrops watering the dry earth. The rainwater flows through the cracked surface, like hot blood flowing through the limbs and bones.

The seeds in the gaps are moistened by the rain, beating and convulsing, and finally rush out of the soil in long-term thoughts and longings, trembling slightly in the sunshine, and dripping a few drops of dew.

You are the light in the dark night, the god under the light, moistening all things and blessing to the soul.

If the blond god is inviolable, I would also be willing to kiss his shadow, in exchange for him opening his eyes once and seeing gem-like light blue pupils.

No matter what I do, it will only make my thoughts of missing you stronger. Fortunately, I turned my attention to the sea of ​​stars that you can also see.

Did you know that heavy metals like gold and platinum can only come from supernova explosions, the most glamorous moments of the universe, and if so, the platinum ring I gave you with the aquamarine stone was once made of the same metal Fragment of a star.

I really overestimated myself. I naively thought that two months would pass in a flash, but I miscalculated at the beginning. It turns out that the number one man in the empire is only capable of this.

I originally thought that my pheromone dependence would be cured after I found you, because my symptoms have indeed improved little by little in the past few months, but this time I overestimated myself, as long as you are not by my side for a day, My pheromone dependence will not be cured in one day.

At that time, I left in a hurry and only brought a pheromone perfume. I could only save and save every day. Finally, the spaceship arrived at the military base. I had no choice but to hope that I might miss you less when I get busy.

I don’t know if what I wrote can make you feel my longing from the distant outer space interstellar field. The two messages you sent back to me reminded me to pay attention to safety. If possible, I hope that the next message I receive will appear A few words of response, let me sleep at night without your pheromone

More thoughts and sustenance on the Internet.

thinking of you all the time

Kane Uriah

Lancelot was a little stunned when he saw the newsletter sent by Uriah, and his expression when reading this newsletter was also colorful, changing again and again.

This is not like something written by a man who was the Marshal of the Empire, even if it was written by someone like Lancelot who has been influenced by art since he was a child, he would not be able to write such nasty love words.

This is neither like the ruthless Marshal who has always been aloof, nor like the more humane Kane Uriah who showed his true side.

He thought about it, lost and deleted, deleted and lost again, the reply was too formal and seemed a bit rigid, and the reply was too relaxed and humorous, and he felt a little disappointing.

After several struggles, I couldn't think of a reply, and this scene seemed to have happened in the last communication.

He counted the days, the two of them went back and forth like this, because of the failure of the signal tower, the delay in sending messages on the road was too long, and now most of their two-month betting agreement has passed.

His eyes unconsciously looked at the newsletter sent by Uriah.

"You are the light in the dark night, the god under the light, moistening all things, and blessing to the soul."

When Lancelot saw this sentence, his heart trembled involuntarily. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to reply, and now he had the answer.

It turned out that their ideas were so similar.

Lancelot's reply was not as eloquent as Uriah's, but it was much better than the previous reply that only paid attention to safety.

He replied thus:

"I wanted to get closer because you were in the light, but I never thought that you were the light itself."

Ten seconds after the reply message was sent, Lancelot's terminal vibrated again.

That is an optional built-in function of the terminal. Two newsletters are sent out at the same time, but when the first newsletter is answered when receiving, the hidden second newsletter will jump out.

This is a function that Lancelot has never used before. I didn't expect to be able to successfully receive it now that the signal transmission is so difficult.

After seeing that short communication, all of Lancelot's senses were mobilized, as if the man was laughing at his embarrassment when he saw the communication just now.

The entanglement, cautiousness and a little touch when replying to the letter are now occupied by shyness. The affectionate man in the love letter

People are also pretended by this big-tailed wolf.

The man in this newsletter is what he is, as bad as ever.

"Tell me next time we meet, are you shy when you see the love letter I wrote?"