A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

Once again, they were abandoned in the same place.

Raphael walked aimlessly, his face pale, his thoughts a jumbled mess.

The image of my father's resolute departure flashed through my mind.

It feels like just yesterday; the cold and heartless words of my father still echo clearly in my ears.

"I thought that with you here, your father would come to take us back to the palace sooner or later, but now it seems that it was just an empty dream."

Since he is so heartless as to abandon even his own flesh and blood, then I will no longer have any expectations of you. From today onwards, I don't want you anymore...

These heartless words were like sharp swords, piercing Raphael's heart deeply.

He had always firmly believed that his father, the emperor, would one day appear and bring them to the palace, a place filled with glory and warmth.

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow, shattering all his hopes.

I thought that after experiencing so much pain, his heart had died and he could no longer feel pain.

However, upon hearing the words "I will, but there are no ifs in the life of an insect," an indescribable pain instantly spread throughout my body.

That heart, already riddled with holes, began to ache again.

He crouched down, trembling all over.

My heart feels empty.

It hurts.

He buried his head in his knees, his eyes silently hidden in the dust.

It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment had gone by.

Footsteps could be heard.

Raphael raised his head in a daze.

A tall figure stood silently in front of him, blocking the sunlight overhead.

"Why are you crying? He doesn't want you, but I do."

Although the other person tried very hard to calm their voice, you could still hear that they were slightly out of breath, as if they had run over.

"Get out of here, stay away from me!"

Raphael raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

He stood up, staggered away, and walked away without looking back.

"Raphael, I remember it all. This is the 9523rd time you've told me to get lost."

"It's always been like this since I was little. All you know is to be mean to me. When other insects bully you, all you know to do is hide and cry."

"He's just a little higher level. My mental strength is A-level, which is already quite impressive..."

With a hint of embarrassment on his face, Cullen quickened his pace to catch up without hesitation.

He was filled with doubt.

Just now, Raphael looked like a pitiful little thing who had been cruelly abandoned, lonely and helpless.

But why is it that the moment they see themselves, they explode like a lit bomb?

Cullen was a little annoyed.

He secretly began to complain.

It's a shame that I fought with the bug that bullied him when I was a kid. What an ungrateful little ingrate!

"Cullen, haven't I told you not to mess with me again?"

As a lazy voice began to play.

A crisp, cool aura washed over him, and Cullen's tall figure suddenly froze, instinctively wrapping his arms around the other's waist.

He pursed his lips, unwilling to answer the question.

I remember when we were in military school, our relationship wasn't this strained.

I don't know when it started, but Raphael would avoid him whenever he saw him, as if he were some kind of monster.

Cullen was completely captivated by this sudden tenderness, unable to extricate himself from it.

But just then, the little insect in his arms gently broke free from his embrace.

"Raphael, can you please stop liking Xinghui? He only hurts you. Look at me, I've been waiting for you to change your mind."

Raphael slowly raised his head, his captivating blue-green heterochromatic eyes gazing silently at him.

His eyes were as calm as a bottomless lake, without the slightest ripple.

Her lips parted slightly, and she spoke softly, "You like me?"

Cullen paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously as if he had made up his mind.

She answered honestly, "Yes, I like you. Every time I see you chatting happily with other males, I'm almost driven mad with jealousy."

After saying this, he stared nervously at Raphael, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

Raphael's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He turned his gaze to Cullen again, his tone indifferent.

"Since that's the case, then I demand that you marry only me, your queen, in this lifetime."

Besides this, there can be no other female servants or slaves. Can you do that?

"Raphael, a male insect cannot marry only one female, and besides, your status... my family will not agree to it..."

But don't worry, no matter who I marry as my queen, you will always be different in my heart.

Cullen stared intently at Raphael's stubborn face, his eyes filled with even more love.

He reached out to grab Raphael's arm and pull him back in front of him.

"Don't touch me."

Raphael sidestepped the large hand reaching towards him.

His gaze was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.

The male insect standing opposite was handsome and upright, with distinct and deep facial features, bright blue eyes that revealed a sharp edge, and an innate arrogance emanating from him.

Although the face before him was still so familiar, for some reason, it seemed so strange to Raphael at this moment.

He gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile.

"Since you can't give me what I want, then don't come near me anymore. Let's go our separate ways."

Having said that, Raphael fled in a near-disgraceful manner.

For a moment, there was a struggle in Cullen's eyes as he watched the receding figure and shouted his name.

"Raphael, don't you believe me?"

However, all that answered him were empty streets and endless silence.

Cullen was furious.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, convinced that the culprit behind this terrible situation was the despicable Xinghui.

If he hadn't angered Chris, how could things have turned out this way, causing such a headache for the bug?

Driven by a burning rage, Cullen went to settle scores with Xinghui.

Finally, he saw the guy strolling leisurely around the military camp, seemingly completely unaware of the mistake he had made.

Cullen charged forward, his eyes blazing with fury, and grabbed Xinghui by the collar.

He demanded sharply, "What nonsense did you say to Raphael? Why is he ignoring me now?"

Faced with the enraged Cullen, Shi Yu remained remarkably calm and composed.

He raised his hand and struck hard, hitting Cullen's wrist precisely.

As the excruciating pain shot through him, Cullen instinctively released his grip.

After regaining his freedom, Shi Yu straightened his disheveled collar.

"Let's talk this out, don't get physical. Where's the communication equipment I asked you to find? You didn't even bother looking for it, did you?"

Seeing his blank expression, Shi Yu didn't bother to waste words with him and turned to leave.

Having finally caught the culprit, Cullen was not about to let him off easily.

So he quickly spoke up and stopped him: "Wait! You have to explain this to me clearly today, or you're not leaving."

Seeing Xing Hui leave, he hurriedly followed, chasing after her like a shadow.