novelraw Chapter 48 Accompanying Him to Face Everything
Chapter 48 Accompanying Him to Face Everything
The call notification tone on the terminal only rang once before being cut off.
Even so, Wen Shumu still woke up.
His eyelids were half-open, and his vision was still completely dark, indicating that he was still enveloped in the night.
The mattress next to her bounced slightly, and Alpha quietly got out of bed.
The bedroom door opened and then closed again, blocking out the deliberately suppressed sounds of conversation.
Wen Shumu popped up his terminal and squinted at the time.
It's 3:30 a.m.
He lay there for a while, but Ling Suyu still hadn't returned.
Wen Shumu was a little worried. After hesitating for a while, he got out of bed and quietly walked to the door.
Perhaps to avoid making too much noise when closing the door, it wasn't completely closed, leaving a crack.
"I understand the situation. Inform Vice Admiral Haigel to lead the fleet to the Rinog border system to closely monitor the movements of the alien beasts. If there are any unusual movements..."
Seeing his brother in the living room, still discussing military matters, Wen Shumu quickly shrank back, afraid of overhearing something he shouldn't have.
He returned to his bed, intending to continue sleeping, but when he closed his eyes, his mind was entangled in a jumble of thoughts, making it difficult to fall asleep.
As the marshal of the empire, even though the emperor had granted him leave, Ling Suyu's terminal still had to be kept on 24 hours a day, ready to deal with any possible battles.
Of the planets Wen Shumu visited, the prosperity of the Imperial Star and Philemir Star goes without saying, and the people of Fumeng Star and Narentis Star also lived in peace and contentment, with no worries about food or clothing.
But... there are many places like the desolate planet, so small that they don't even have proper names, and some aren't even recorded on maps.
There are many such planets in the border region.
Even if it is insignificant, it still belongs to the Empire, and it is the Marshal's mission to protect every inch of the Empire's territory.
But this also means going deep into the front lines and facing all sorts of dangers that are hard for ordinary people to imagine.
A wild idea inexplicably flashed through Wen Shumu's mind.
If only my brother could protect just him... wouldn't it be less dangerous that way?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he immediately dismissed it.
This is impossible.
Ling Suyu bears a tremendous responsibility; behind his supreme glory lies the expectation of countless people. Power and honor are both praise and a heavy shackle that binds him against his will.
When Ling Suyu returned, Wen Shumu had just turned over in bed.
"Xiao Mu?" Alpha's voice came from the darkness.
Wen Shumu responded while still wrapped in the blanket.
Ling Suyu closed the door and walked to the bedside: "Sorry, I woke you up."
"Brother, there's no need to apologize. It's so late and you still have to handle official business. You're working too hard..." Wen Shumu's words were filled with deep concern.
Ling Suyu paused slightly, then lay back down on the bed, enjoying the tranquil night and the cool air.
He had heard the word "hard work" many times, from his mentors, his superiors, and His Majesty.
But most of them are just polite formalities, and few are as sincere as Xiaomu.
Even he himself hadn't thought about it; he simply felt that since he was in a position of authority, he should fulfill his responsibilities. This was his duty, and he needed to take on it, so he did it.
Wen Shumu was facing Ling Suyu. The bedroom curtains were too thick, and without the moonlight, he could only vaguely see the outline of the Alpha.
Just then, a large hand stroked his hair, gently ruffled it, and touched a small part of his smooth forehead.
The warmth of his hand soothed Wen Shumu's restless heart.
With Alpha's "Goodnight," he closed his eyes again.
Since we can't change Ling Suyu's situation, let's change ourselves.
He needs to become strong as soon as possible so that he can stand by Ling Suyu's side and face all the unknown storms with him.
*
The production team was on a tight schedule, as the opening ceremony and first day of the preliminary rounds of the Mech League were the next day.
Early in the morning, the guests who needed to "work" gathered on the first floor of the Slomir Hotel, including the three judges.
Wen Wei and Jiang Hong, as league spectators, will arrive at the venue at 9:00 AM to watch the opening ceremony and the subsequent matches.
The league organizers sent a car to pick up the guests and take them to the venue.
To prepare for the Mech League, Narentis Star specially built a brand-new arena, covering an area of one million square meters, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators.
The venue has a dedicated staff entrance, and the hovercar stops in front of the entrance.
It's only 7 a.m., and there are only a few people at the main entrance for the audience, but the staff passage is noisy and bustling, with vehicles transporting mechs driving into the dedicated mech storage area every now and then.
After getting off the bus, Wen Shumu reluctantly let go of Ling Suyu's hand, which she had been holding the whole way.
They have different jobs, and they will be separated from their brother here.
After Wen Shumu withdrew his hand, Ling Suyu grabbed his hand instead, squeezed it tightly for a moment, and then let go.
Ling Suyu whispered, "The venue is crowded and chaotic. Be careful and try not to act alone."
Wen Shumu glanced at the familiar guards not far away. Most of them were standing in his direction, apparently sent by his brother to protect him.
He smiled and said, "Okay, brother too."
Her icy eyes held a gentle warmth, and Wen Shumu seemed to see a trace of the same reluctance within them.
As Chu Zhao passed by the two of them, he coughed twice with an expression of disapproval, reminding Ling Suyu, "It's time to go."
Sigh, even the most aloof marshal becomes glued to the person he likes, wanting to be together with her all the time.
The three judges left first, and Jiang Xun, accompanied by his assistant, went to the dressing room to get his hair and makeup done.
Wen Shumu and Ye Jingxi were left looking at each other in bewilderment.
Both of them are married, so they kept a certain distance from each other at this moment.
With Wen Wei absent, Ye Jingxi put away her unserious demeanor and reverted to the composed and refined Dr. Ye in the public eye.
Wen Shumu was not interested in anyone except Ling Suyu. His attention was not on Dr. Ye, but on the staff passing by, trying to get a general idea of their jobs.
Not long after, a doctor in a white coat arrived and took Ye Jingxi to the medical team.
Wen Shumu was greeted by a staff member who was very enthusiastic. She had her hair dyed a bright light pink and was full of energy. She looked to be about the same age as him.
Anita smiled broadly as she walked with Wen Shumu, explaining their work for the day: "Young Master Wen, we belong to the event reception team. Our main responsibility is to receive celebrities from all walks of life who come to watch the games."
Wen Shumu guessed that the organizers probably assigned him to this group because of his noble status, thinking he would be good at dealing with these upper-class people.
But he knew very well that he was absolutely not good at it!
Wen Shumu restrained his expression: "I understand, you don't need to call me that, just call me by my name."
Anita's eyes lit up: "Then... can I call you Mumu?"
Wen Shumu paused for a moment. He knew this title; many people on the StarNet called him that now.
People who call him that are those who care about and like him.
Wen Shumu smiled slightly: "Of course."
Anita was very talkative, constantly sharing her experience with him along the way: "But don't worry too much, after all, it's your first day on the job, I'll accompany you the whole time."
Wen Shumu suddenly remembered something important and asked, "So, who is mainly responsible for receiving guests today?"
"Hmm..." Anita's expression immediately became excited, "He's a big shot revered by the entire mecha world."
"Master Maker, Adolphus."