Garcia's mind went blank.

The disabled person in his arms had already fallen asleep, and his shallow breath fell on his chest, but he became stiff again as if he had known him before.

……why.

...is this how things will turn out??

This situation was a bit too different from what His Royal Highness expected. Garcia stood there stiff for a full minute before slowly casting his gaze.

He moved his Adam's apple and looked at Jiang Jianming's eyebrows again.

This……

Handicapped human beings, is this what they look like?

Garcia thought hesitantly in his heart: Disabled humans... Maybe they are such delicate creatures?

Maybe their psychology is just a state... in need of enough comfort at any time?

For example, ask someone to hug you while you sleep.

But... His Highness frowned displeasedly, but that should be a problem that disabled humans need to solve.

Delicate creatures cannot survive in the distant interstellar space. Here, no one will pamper others, and there will be no special care.

Therefore, he has no reason to be hugged by Jiang Jianming just like a household pillow.

What's more, it's not Jiang Jianming who is hugging him now, but he is being forced to hug this person, and he is the one bearing the weight.

Garcia decided to put the body in his arms down.

Then do what he didn't finish just now, wake up this mischievous disabled human being, carry him back to the treatment area, and put him in the treatment cabin.

Then, he can return to his residence with peace of mind.It is a high-end accommodation area on the first floor different from the dormitories of ordinary officers, and no one would dare to be so presumptuous there.

...

In the long night, the numbers on the electronic clock on the wall of the dormitory beat silently.

Light clouds obscured Alien Alpha's twin blue moons, only to part again after a while.

Half an hour passed.

Garcia still stood there expressionless.

An hour passed.

Garcia hugged Jiang Jianming and sat down on the bed carefully.

He pulled the quilt over casually, straightened it, and wrapped the disabled human being sleeping in his arms.

"..."

With a cold face, His Highness Garcia quickly found a thousand reasons for not letting go, and chose the most convincing one among them.

His Highness seriously thought to himself: Since this is a cruel human... Well, let's say it is a "habit".

If he loses his hug, maybe he will feel uncomfortable, uncomfortable, or even... Painful?

Garcia quietly looked at the pale young man sleeping peacefully in his arms.

...And Jiang Jianming, he is a crippled human being who has just escaped from the dying state, if it makes him suffer...

Maybe it will damage the body, and it will be easier to die next time. This is definitely not possible. The details of this person have not been found out yet, and he will not allow him to die.

With this reason, which at least sounds upright, even if the reasoning is not straightforward, but the reason is very strong, His Highness decided to take a lenient step back.

Now, Garcia can frankly hold the soft disabled human being in his arms and coax him to sleep.

"..."

His Highness raised the corners of his lips vaguely, a little pleased.

Unfortunately

The person being held is not pleasant, not at all.

In fact, Jiang Jianming woke up a long time ago, and expressed the same inner confusion as the little highness just now.

……why.

...is this how things will turn out??

It is true that his physical strength and spirit have not yet fully recovered. The reason why he returned to the dormitory from the treatment area was to avoid his body becoming dependent on the treatment cabin.

But the negative effects are also significant, for example, the senses and thinking are much slower than usual.

Especially prone to drowsiness, groggy after falling asleep, and not easy to wake up.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Garcia's arms were still around his back, Jiang Jianming gritted his back teeth lightly, closed his eyes and dared not open them, feeling that the hairs on his back were about to explode.

Yes, at first, he did dream that Garcia was Lai An in a daze, but after reading that raving, he woke up immediately.

It was so embarrassing that he simply closed his eyes and waited for Garcia to throw himself back on the bed.

—and then he was more comfortably hugged by Garcia.

Jiang Jianming's heart was so messed up that he couldn't understand: what's the matter, he couldn't sleep well, so couldn't Garcia wake up too!?

I don't want to ask why you groped into my dormitory bed in the middle of the night, but you are so easy to be touched, your majestic prince!?

Also, how could this person call his surname so smoothly, with the same intonation as before, can he be blamed for being in a trance!?

Fortunately, the situation is in danger, Jiang Jianming is angry and funny, so he can only continue to lie in Garcia's arms and pretend to sleep.

The dormitory was so quiet that even the breathing of the two of them could be heard clearly.Jiang Jianming was really weak and tired now, he pretended to be sleepy and fell asleep again.

And that's it... all night.

...

Until the blue moon of Gemini disappeared, until the sunlight of the star illuminated the clouds of Alien Alpha, and fell into a corner of the first fortress of the Silver Beidou, coating a layer of sequins for the officer's dormitory area during the adaptation period.

Its daybreak.

His Royal Highness Garcia, who had been sitting on the bedside all night, suddenly lowered his eyes and looked at the crippled human being in his arms.

He pursed his lips, patted Jiang Jianming's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Open your eyes, you're already awake."

Before Jiang Jianming opened his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up helplessly.

His Highness's sense was as keen as ever.He did wake up, he just didn't want to face this embarrassing situation...

No way, Jiang Jianming opened his eyes resignedly.

He raised his face from Garcia's arms and blinked: "Your Highness, good morning."

Garcia did not let go of his arm, and continued to stare at him condescendingly.

The profile faces of the two were illuminated by the window, and the upper and lower eyes met in a peaceful sunlight.

A few seconds later, a faint smile appeared in the eyes of His Royal Highness, and he snorted softly, "Cunning."

Jiang Jianming: "?"

Garcia thought to himself: What a cunning cripple, he pretended to be asleep in order to trick him into hugging him for a while.

But surprisingly, he was not angry.

Garcia helped Jiang Jianming up, and carefully pushed him to the head of the bed.

"You're a...brilliant race," Garcia raised his chin seriously, and asked bluntly, "Why are you in Yinbeidou?"

Jiang Jianming smiled... He was sure that Garcia's first reaction just now was to say "handicapped human beings".

In this era, there are really few new human nobles who can change their names to take into account the psychological feelings of disabled humans.

He shook his head, and said gently: "Is your Highness feeling embarrassed when you think of fighting with disabled humans in mechs?"

As soon as these words came out, Garcia's expression changed obviously and complicatedly.

He understood what Jiang Jianming meant in an instant.

On the surface, this remark was just a joke, if a fool listened to it, he might think that this person had a guilty conscience and avoided answering it.

But the real meaning is: I once fought mechas with you, Your Highness, and you didn't even realize that I am a disabled human being. Why can't I join the Silver Beidou?

But Garcia recalled that day, when the pale young man frowned in the cold wind and coughed lowly, with unbearable pain in his expression.

Yes... At that time, the person in front of him clearly said that he was a disabled human being.

The prince tightened his lips, lowered his eyelashes more or less helplessly, clenched his fingers for a moment, and said quickly in a low voice: "That was indeed a mistake in my judgment, I'm... sorry."

The long platinum hair scattered on his shoulders was reflected by the movement of his head down, which was dazzling for a moment.

Jiang Jianming's breathing was disordered.

... In this world, there is absolutely no one who can resist the aura and beauty of His Highness within a distance of one meter.

At this moment, Jiang Jianming stared at Garcia's eyelashes dyed gold by the fine sunlight, and suddenly remembered his conclusion three years ago.

When he was talking to His Royal Highness in a serious way, Lai An smiled lowly, squinted her eyes and leaned over to hug him, biting the back of his neck lightly and affectionately.

He laughed and cursed and pushed away, Lai An just pursed his lips and stared at him, his eyes were a little displeased and aggrieved.

So he came up with one more conclusion.

Most of the time, the aura of His Royal Highness can always overwhelm the beauty.Only when this noble majesty was scolded by him, or felt guilty, would a gap be poked in the cold and arrogant aura that looked down on everything.

Only then did he realize in a trance that this godlike and radiant prince is just a young man who is one year younger than him, and there will be times when he is at a loss and feels wronged and act like a baby.

But now, times have changed.

Feeling the accelerated beating of his heart, Jiang Jianming thought to himself: ... It's over.

After three years.

He was once again attacked by His Royal Highness's beauty.

Jiang Jianming's Adam's apple moved silently, and he fixedly looked at Garcia and said, "It's okay."

Three years ago, he was used to facing His Highness at close range every day, and he had already developed considerable immunity to this beauty crit.

Now that he has reunited after a long absence, he finds that his immunity has weakened and he is a little out of control.

But it seems that there is no need to "control".

This guy has already touched the bedside of his dormitory late at night, and even hugged him all night, he is already magnanimous enough not to pursue it, what's wrong with "not holding back" a little now?

Jiang Jianming figured it out on his own, and suddenly "evil is born on the edge of the gall" and quietly stretched out his hand——

"I don't mind, my lord."

Under the early morning sun, the brows and eyes of the black-haired young man were illuminated clearly and brightly, and there was actually a kind of otherworldly hue.

He stretched out his hand that belonged to Remnant Crystal, and his fingers landed on the top of His Royal Highness's head, quickly stroking the soft platinum curly hair.

The author has something to say: Garcia: !!!(*2)