Chapter 85 His Treasure
Chapter 85 His Treasure
"Brother, may the sun god bless you, and may your journey be filled with glory."
Wen Shumu handed the amulet to the Alpha who was standing there in a daze.
Ling Suyu lowered his eyes, took the little sun, and held it in his palm.
Over the years, he had fought in all directions, but this was the first time he had ever received something like a talisman.
His voice was somewhat hoarse: "When...?"
Wen Shumu said with a smile, "After you left this morning, I went to the Ga'a Temple. It's a bit far from the airport, and I was worried I wouldn't make it."
Ling Suyu pursed his lips slightly: "You didn't eat breakfast then, what about lunch? Did you not eat lunch either?"
Wen Shumu was taken aback, not expecting Ling Suyu to ask this question suddenly.
He scratched his head, his eyes darting around, and said guiltily, "Ah... I don't think I've eaten? I'm not very hungry."
He had completely forgotten about it, focusing only on getting on his way.
Noticing the worried look on Ling Suyu's face, Wen Shumu quickly changed the subject: "I haven't finished yet, there's more!"
He then took a small box out of his pocket and stuffed it into Ling Suyu's hand.
"I'll open it when you go to sleep tonight," Wen Shumu winked at him.
Ling Suyu curled his fingers, gripping the amulet and box tightly in his hand, and ripples appeared in his originally calm blue eyes.
His gaze toward Wen Shumu was gentle, yet it seemed to conceal an even more intense emotion.
"Xiao Mu, thank you."
Wen Shumu's smile widened: "It's too rushed, otherwise we wouldn't have had to hurry. Your departure time is almost here, right? You go back first, I'll stay here and keep watch—um!"
A soft touch came from her lips, and her doe-like round eyes widened suddenly, her vision filled by the Alpha's extremely aggressive and handsome face.
Ling Suyu wrapped his free hand around Wen Shumu's waist, deepening the kiss.
An AI female voice rang out in the airport, urging the soldiers to board the ship.
Those still on land seemed frozen in place, their attention completely captured by the two people embracing and kissing.
The kiss was short; some people had barely turned their heads when they saw the marshal slowly pull away and then step forward to tightly embrace his Omega.
……
The AI female voice sounded several times, indicating that the departure time was getting closer.
Wen Shumu stood still, watching Ling Suyu return to Melville. The soldiers around him began to move again, their steps quick, almost running onto the warship.
A roar resounded, all the warships lit up with white light, their hulls trembled slightly, awaiting the command of the captain.
Then, Melville was activated, and the steel behemoth lurking in the deep sea fully revealed its majestic form, leading a hundred warships outward.
A strong wind blew in from the waterway, and Wen Shumu's unkempt hair was whipped around and sticking out in all directions.
Because of that public kiss, his face was the same color as the evening glow, and his heartbeat seemed to drown out the roar of the warships.
Allison walked over apologetically: "Madam, it's all my fault. I should have brought some food."
Wen Shumu snapped out of his daze and shook his head: "It's not your fault, it was my sudden decision to take a detour."
He suddenly decided to give Ling Suyu another gift.
A gift that reminds Ling Suyu of him whenever he sees it.
*
As night fell, the eerie blue light from the projector disappeared in Melville's conference room, and the walls returned to their pristine white.
After the meeting ended, without the slightest hesitation, the black-haired marshal's figure quickly disappeared through the door of the conference room.
Lieutenant General Felix called out to his adjutant, Heck, who was also about to leave.
Heck turned around and saw a group of senior officers from the First Legion still sitting behind the long table, their eyes all fixed on him.
Heck: "...Lieutenant General, what's the matter?"
Felix cleared his throat: "Um...did the Marshal really kiss his wife at the airport?"
The news of the First Legion has spread far and wide; he overheard it from gossiping soldiers in a corner as he passed by.
Heck said "Yes" in a strong voice. Afraid of being pressed for details, he made up an excuse that "if I don't leave now, I won't be able to keep up with the marshal" and quickly slipped away.
Felix sat there in a daze. Lieutenant General Jin Xiao patted him on the shoulder: "See? The Marshal and his wife are a perfect match."
Meng Ji's expression was cold and stern: "Alright, don't pay too much attention to your superior's private life."
Jin Xiao shrugged and nodded amicably.
"I also heard that the lady asked the Marshal for a talisman from the Temple of Ga'a, the god of the sun," Mongi said.
Everyone: "..."
Who's gossiping here?!
The person being gossiped about had already returned to their room.
Ling Suyu had just taken a shower, his hair was still damp, and he was only wearing a pair of trousers. His face was fair and handsome, his shoulders were broad and his legs were long, and his waist was slender. He had an extremely perfect figure, comparable to the top model.
However, when he turned around, a few faint scratches could be seen on his back.
His room was very simple, containing only a bed and a desk.
The bed isn't very big; it's just right for one person, but if two people sleep together, they'll need to be very close to each other.
Ling Suyu sat on the edge of the bed, looking around the bedroom.
He had been here for several years, but this was the first time he felt the room was too empty.
An Omega with curled pubic hair flashed through my mind.
His precious child is missing.
Ling Suyu's lips curled slightly, his gaze finally settling on the small box on the table.
He reached out and took it, weighing it in his hand.
The box wasn't light; at the very least, the contents inside must have been heavier than ordinary jewelry.
Ling Suyu pressed his thumb against the top edge of the box and slowly opened it.
His pupils dilated slightly as he carefully took the contents out.
A clay figure, about the size of a child's palm, stood in his palm.
The little figure has short, slightly curly brown hair, smiling eyes, wears a knitted vest over a white shirt, has a strawberry brooch pinned to its chest, and is holding a strawberry cake in its hand.
*
Wen Shumu curled up on the bed with his knees drawn up to his chest, a book projected in front of him, but his eyes were unfocused, clearly lost in thought.
He was thinking about everything that had happened that day, and he was still thinking about Ling Suyu.
I wonder if my brother will like that gift.
Since he couldn't accompany Ling Suyu, he reluctantly sent the clay figurine along first.
The production process takes time, and Wen Shumu broke out in a sweat when he recalled the scene.
He acted very eagerly as the model, which influenced the craft shop owner, who moved his hands quickly to catch up.
If I had enough time, I would love to make one for my brother myself.
How about I make a clay figure of Ling Suyu next time...
As Wen Shumu was lost in thought, a new message notification suddenly popped up on the projector; it was a message from Xingbo.
Since the filming of "Love's Star Journey" was suspended, he hasn't watched Starbucks much.
His focus was still only on Ling Suyu, so the only reason Xingbo could send him a new message notification was because Ling Suyu had done something!
Wen Shumu sat up abruptly, crossed his legs, and opened Xingbo.
As expected, Ling Suyu posted a Weibo message.
[Ling Suyu: This was a gift from my sweetheart.]
He even included a photo.
In the photo, a large hand is holding a clay figure with curly hair.
Wen Shumu's eyes flickered, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly like fans.
He stared at the photo for a long time.
It felt like being held in the palm of my brother's hand.
Wen Shumu's lips curved up little by little until they blossomed into a bright smile. His light brown eyes, tinged with laughter, shone exceptionally brightly, as if the stars of the empire had been incorporated into them.
He moved his finger and forwarded the Weibo post.
[Xiaomu1223: Your baby misses you.]
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