Chapter 5 Departure (1)

In the early morning of the next day, when it was dawn, the rain stopped.

Soon, the soft white morning light rose, and the water reflected sparkling light. When the cool wind blows, the water droplets on the leaves fall down like small broken beads, making people feel comfortable.

This rain seems to announce the beginning of autumn, sweeping away the heat. Tang Zhen went out early in the morning. As the first military academy of the empire, Kaios Military Academy has dozens of recruiting places for the Yin Beidou Interstellar Expeditionary Force every year, and the assessment routine is the day after graduation.

Jiang Jianming stood by the window and watched Tang Zhen walk away, feeling a little worried.

The Tang family in the imperial capital is a nobleman of the general family, and the old man Tang was a fierce general who followed the founding emperor to fight the country, and now he has retired with honor.

The head of the family, Major General Tang, has three sons and two daughters, but unfortunately... the generals are in many troubles. The eldest son, second son and second daughter who went to Yinbeidou died in the distant stars one after another.

Tang Zhen is the youngest son of the Tang family. He is gifted with good personality and upright. Major General Tang has been through the pain of losing his son, and he is really reluctant to send this child to the Yin Beidou.

The old principal of the Kaios Military Academy also felt sorry for the Tang family, which led to Tang Zhen being "transferred" to the sixth logistics hospital, which was mostly disabled.

It's just that Young Master Tang has always been very dissatisfied with this, and has had trouble with the family several times, and now even Major General Tang can't control him.

Jiang Jianming shook his head secretly and sighed. He originally thought that if he could fool Tang Zhen, he would hide it from Tang Zhen. It seemed that this was impossible.

Didi - the wrist phone rang, Jiang Jianming recovered, he took off the headset from the side of the fuselage, put it on, and clicked it on.

On the projection, a handsome figure in gray aristocratic formal attire appeared, and a steady neutral voice came: "Jiang, long time no see, are you leaving today?"

Jiang Jianming relaxed and sat on the bed: "Tomorrow. I'll wait until Old Marshal Chen returns to the military headquarters before setting off. Be safe."

"The thing you asked for has been sent," the speaker on the other side of the wrist phone didn't say much, and seemed to be used to such a concise and powerful way of doing things. "The coffee shop in front of the Aslan Library, at nine o'clock in the morning, the code is 'A glass of tequila'."

Jiang Jianming nodded lightly and said solemnly, "Thank you, Audrey. Say hello to Diana for me."

The people over there were silent for a while and whispered, "I won't discourage you, but... please take care. If there is anything that can help you, please feel free to contact me."

As soon as these words fell, the projection was cut off, and the LCD screen of the wrist phone went black. But Jiang Jianming sat on the bed for a long time.

Afterwards, he changed his cadet's blue-blue officer uniform and wore an ordinary white shirt and black trousers. He went to the Aslan National Library and returned all the books he had borrowed.

The little girl at the front desk had known him for a long time, and she joked that she had recently entered a batch of new books, which were the genres he was interested in. Would you like to read them? Jiang Jianming also smiled and said no, he was going to leave the Capital Star after graduation, and he could come back in the short term.

He went to the cafe again, and when the door opened, the wind chimes rang. The fat boss smiled and asked him what he was drinking. He said, "A cup of tequila."

The boss immediately stared at those small eyes and lowered his voice: "Oh-oh, you are Master Lance's friend!" He rubbed Fatty's hands, led Jiang Jianming to the backstage, and carefully raised a question A small black handbag, handed to the young man's hand.

Jiang Jianming opened the zipper, and there were several boxes of bullets suitable for his pistol, and at the bottom was a chip box with two black chips lying in the box.

The fat boss next to him said mysteriously: "Hey, the miniature folding mecha special gun, the latest enhanced model, was just developed a few months ago, and it's still hot. Brother, this thing is not easy, we have to find a powerful machine. The armorer will put it on for you..."

After all, he was a military academy student who had taken a lot of classes in the Second Academy. Jiang Jianming believed that it was no problem to install a mecha cannon. So he declined the attentive fat boss, but instead ordered a cup of coffee and a piece of caramel toast, and sat in the outside hall until noon.

He chose a window seat and squinted at the street outside—

The streets are covered with gray and white floor tiles, and all kinds of passers-by are constantly coming and going. Occasionally, a maglev bus will pass by, and when it arrives at the station, a "ding ding" sound will be heard.

There are small colorful flags fluttering in the wind between the buildings, which were newly hung half a month ago, because the 90th birthday of the Empress of the Empire is this winter.

And recently, there is actually a rumor among Aslan's neighbors: It is said that on the day of His Majesty's birthday, the Empire will officially announce to the public the new candidate for the crown prince.

Jiang Jianming looked at the passers-by in dismay. He knew that he would soon bid farewell to the capital city of the empire called Aslan.

This is the place where he lived for five years. He went to school here, met many classmates and teachers, and got acquainted with his friends and lovers.

However, tomorrow, all this will be left behind by him... To be honest, although he has prepared as much as possible, he has no plans to come back alive.

The far interstellar battlefield should not be a place where you can guarantee to come back alive.

At noon, Jiang Jianming received a message from Tang Zhen, who, without any suspense, was entered into the Yin Beidou as the only candidate of the Sixth Academy, and told him to take a step forward in high spirits.

After cutting off the wrist phone communication, Jiang Jianming left the cafe and wandered aimlessly on several nearby streets.

He didn't buy anything either—mainly because he didn't have the money to buy it, so he just wandered around, occasionally stopping in front of a certain window, and recalled walking here side by side with His Royal Highness Ryan.

"..."

Jiang Jianming lowered his eyelashes, and when his fingers touched the glass window, a dull pain suddenly appeared in his chest.

For a time, it seemed that another slender and warm hand pierced through the time, silently spanning three years of years and dust, and landed on the back of his hand.

"ginger?"

The young prince with platinum curly hair would slightly tilt his head and hold his hand, his dark jade-colored pupils staring deeply into his eyes, "Do you like it?"

The capital star three years ago was as prosperous as it is now, with pale white clouds flowing in the sky, and the long wind blowing from the entrance of the library to West Yinhe Street.

And the military academy students three years ago were not as pale and thin as they are now. Jiang Jianming reluctantly pulled Lean away from the shop window: "Little Highness...don't buy anything for me anymore."

The crown prince seemed a little displeased, and said coldly, "But yesterday I talked to the young master of the Haberk family, and he said that normal people wouldn't take a betrothed to watch the battle video."

"..."

Jiang Jianming choked, clutching his chest and waving his hands again and again, "Cough...it's okay, little highness, I...I'm willing."

The crown prince blinked quickly: "He also said that normal people wouldn't give their lovers firearms and mechas."

Jiang Jianming hurriedly said: "...I like it!"

Crown Prince: "Nor will we discuss the draft revision of the Eighth Imperial Racial Protection Law."

Jiang Jianming insisted: "I'm interested."

Crown Prince: "He said that lovers are for pampering, they should date, go shopping, give gifts, make him happy, support him, make him feel safe and happy, give him some surprises from time to time, and often—"

Jiang Jianming finally couldn't help laughing.

The surrounding people are noisy, West Galaxy Street is a symbol of fashion and youth, filled with laughter of young people from morning to night.

He felt that it was too out of place for His Royal Highness to stand here so solemnly.

"Le'an, don't do this," he lightly stretched out his hand and tapped the eyebrows of the person in front of him, "His Royal Highness's noble brain, please don't use it to carry this kind of thing."

"—Hugs and kisses."

Ryan insisted on finishing his interrupted words.

Jiang Jianming was slightly startled, and Lean's left hand lightly pressed on his shoulder.

He was pushed into the empty alley by a gentle force, the sun flashed and then disappeared, and the shop next to him turned into a shadow cast——

Jiang Jianming: "You..."

He saw the prince's gaze and stopped talking.

"Jiang, is it alright?" Ryan leaned down slowly with his back to the light, his eyes were burning with scorching fire, and he said hoarsely, "...Kiss."

At the moment when the lips touched the corners of the lips lightly, the memories faded like the wind and clouds.

The door of the store was opened, and a female clerk with heavy makeup stuck her head out and shouted at him, "Guest, come in and see what you want?"

Jiang Jianming came back to his senses, only then did he realize that he had been at the door of the store for too long, he quickly shook his head apologetically, and turned to leave.

He heard the female clerk muttering in a low voice behind him. The girl obviously saw poverty in his clothes: "Hey, I'm still here on West Yinhe Street, so I'm not afraid of shame."

Jiang Jianming wasn't angry either, and he walked around his street by himself. Until the sun was pushed away by the dusky Caixia, he walked to the central square, picked a bench and sat down.

He sat here quietly until the sun completely went down, watching the surrounding darkness fall, and the stars appeared above his head.

Probably because it has just rained, the silver galaxy is very clear, and it fades from time to time. After a long time, there is a hazy dreamy feeling.

Jiang Jianming looked up, and gradually became sleepy, and the nebula in the sky also turned into a hazy mass, which seemed to be transformed into Ryan's figure.

Later in the night, he fell asleep in the starlight.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Jianming woke up in a daze on the bench. He was actually covered with a blanket, which was probably put on by a kindly patrolling policeman at night.

Jiang Jianming was stunned for a while, grabbed the blanket, folded the blanket, stood up, and suddenly a refreshing morning breeze blew across his cheeks.

He turned around, and the light made him raise his hand to cover his eyes.

This is the most prosperous area of ​​the capital city. There are old people on crutches walking by, and laughing children chasing after them. There are five or six white pigeons strolling in the center of the square, and the clear fountain reflects the sun and a lovely little rainbow.

"Hello." Suddenly, a little boy ran up to Jiang Jianming. He was wearing a hat and had healthy freckles on his round face.

The little boy grinned and stuffed a pamphlet into Jiang Jianming's hand, "Brother, are you an crystalless race?"

Jiang Jianming was a little surprised, when he saw the little boy said with a serious face: "We are the Amorphous Race Protection Association - brother, do you know? It is the disabled human being commonly known as now. Our association has been committed to fighting for equal rights for the Amorphous Race... "

Jiang Jianming understood. The boy in front of him had a proud look on his face. First, he quickly talked about a series of hardships and equal rights for the disabled, and then popularized the current situation of the disabled people living in the empire. Finally, he said:

"Now our association is promoting the 'Removal of the Disabled' - the name of the disabled human being is the dregs left over from the dark tyranny of the old empire. 'Amorphous' replaces the term 'disabled human being' with a discriminatory connotation."

"Brother, you are also a crystalless race, we are compatriots - for the equal rights of crystalless people, come on!"

As the little boy spoke, he shoved something into Jiang Jianming's hand lively. The latter looked down and saw that it was a tranquilizer and candy.

Jiang Jianming smiled, although he knew that he would soon have nothing to do with it all.

He waved the booklet and said, "Thank you, I'll look at it."

He carried the combat bag on his back, raised his legs and crossed the central square. The white pigeons flew up behind him and passed the small colorful flags flying between the buildings.

This is a stable and grand era.

This is the early morning of the 63rd year of the new emperor's calendar.

Jiang Jianming walked towards the universe station.

The author has something to say:

It's a transition, but I really like the atmosphere of this chapter, there are a lot of foreshadowing 0v0

It must be stated solemnly!Ryan is younger than Jiang and is

next year

!!Your Highness is just too precocious in words and deeds and looks older x

Jiang: "Little Highness...don't buy me any more things."

Jiang: "I mean, give me some money."

——by In order to raise the start-up capital of the corpse collection plan, the former crown princess who even eats candy will rub the street advertising gifts. The future commander-in-chief