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As Ling Suyu entered the living room, someone bumped into him. Soft curly hair brushed against his chin, carrying a strangely familiar fragrance.

Before he could figure out where this familiarity came from, the person in his arms had already taken a few steps back and stopped a meter away from him, staring at him intently.

Wen Shumu knew that his reaction just now was inappropriate, but he couldn't help it.

The brief embrace we just shared spanned nearly twenty years.

The warmth of Ling Suyu's body still lingered in her palm.

That's enough.

Looking at the aloof Alpha, he timidly raised a smile: "Marshal, you're back."

Ling Suyu gazed into those light brown eyes, which resembled glass beads, and without saying much, simply replied in a deep voice, "Mm."

At the wedding, Omega always kept her head down, avoiding his gaze. This was the first time he had seen those eyes clearly.

It looks a lot like...that child.

Lost in his chaotic thoughts, he didn't realize that he didn't resist the sudden embrace at all.

Noticing that Ling Suyu was staring at him, Wen Shumu's expression remained unchanged, but his hand clenched into a fist at his side, his nails leaving deep crescent-shaped marks on his palm.

Brother...did you recognize him?!

A rapid heartbeat is enough to show how nervous and expectant the body's owner is.

But he was clearly going to be disappointed.

The next second, Ling Suyu looked away and walked towards the study, as if the hug had had no effect on him.

Allison gestured to Xiao Jin with his eyes to take the lady back to the bedroom, then jogged a few steps to follow the marshal and report on his work.

Xiao Jin hesitated before stepping forward and tentatively asked, "Madam, shall we go back to our room and wait for the Marshal?"

Wen Shumu's bright eyes dimmed after the Alpha's departure, returning to their usual somber state.

"I can go back by myself. It's late, you should get some rest too."

Xiao Jin wanted to say something, but Wen Shumu smiled at him and turned to leave.

His thin back was light and airy, his steps somewhat unsteady, as if a gust of wind could easily blow him away.

In the study, after reporting on the movements of the Imperial Star and the daily life of the manor, Allison remained silent for a moment before saying to the Marshal, who was sitting upright in a black and gold carved office chair, "Madam has been waiting for you for a long time and often asks me when you will return."

Ling Suyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Waiting for me?"

Allison nodded emphatically and continued, "Madam has lost a lot of weight. She misses you so much that she can't even eat. Even bringing in the best chef on the planet hasn't helped..."

The steward, now middle-aged, couldn't bear to see good children suffer. Even though his wife came from the Wen family, after a year of living together, he had long understood that Wen Shumu was not on the same side as those low-class nobles in the Wen family, and that she was deeply in love with their marshal. So he had to help his wife!

After Allison finished speaking his grievances, he bowed and withdrew, leaving the young marshal looking slightly dazed.

Ling Suyu leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the distance.

They had only met once at the wedding, so why did Allison say things that made it sound like Wen Shumu was deeply in love with him?

The image of Omega's eyes and his shy, pure gaze appeared in my mind.

Those eyes...

Ling Suyu looked down at the drawer beside him.

After a long while, he opened the drawer and took out the yellowed letter paper inside.

There was only one sentence on it, the handwriting both steady and slightly ornate, a style typically written by nobles.

Brother, Grandpa has come to pick me up and take me home. Thank you for taking care of me all this time!

It must have been written by the person who picked up the little one.

Ling Suyu has no family. As far back as he can remember, he lived alone in the underground city of the desolate planet, growing up by himself.

The child's arrival was like a pebble thrown into a lake, disrupting his monotonous and dull life.

The first time someone asked him his name, he didn't have one, and he had never thought of giving himself one before.

When he said he didn't have a name, the little one paused for a moment, then raised his little face and smiled, saying, "I've forgotten what my name is too. None of us have names!"

What now seems like an incredibly clumsy lie, Ling Suyu believed at the time.

The little one called him brother, and he truly regarded the little one as his own family.

Although there are more things to worry about now, he finally understands what it feels like to have someone waiting for him to come home.

It's hard to describe in words.

If I had to describe it, I wouldn't feel tired when I was working, and I even had more energy when I was hunting.

When Ling Suyu found the little boy, he could tell from the expensive fabric of his clothes that he was from a wealthy family.

The difference in their social status was like an insurmountable chasm.

Ling Suyu knew she couldn't keep him, but she didn't expect this day to come so soon.

That day, Little Dot wanted to eat a porpoise. He tried for a long time before he finally caught one, and his clothes were torn in the process.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the little one is happy.

Who knew that when he returned, all that awaited him was a letter, exuding the fragrance of precious spices, clearly not belonging to a dirty and desolate planet.

At that time, he was not very literate. It was only after meeting Yi Hao that Yi Hao told him the contents of the letter.

That's true. Little one has his own life. The desolate star is by no means the end. After returning home, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and the future is bright.

It's better than staying by his side.

After that, Yi Hao sent him to a military academy, where he began a new journey.

Over the years, Ling Suyu thought he had buried this past deep in his heart, but when he saw Wen Shumu today, he suddenly realized that he could not forget it at all and still remembered it clearly.

Perhaps it was the same light brown eyes that awakened his memories.

Although they were somewhat similar, the little boy's eyes were innocent, confident, and sunny, clearly showing that he was a child who had been raised in a sweet environment. Wen Shumu, on the other hand, avoided and shrank back, unable to even make eye contact with him for long.

Ling Suyu put the letter back in the drawer and got up to leave the study.

As soon as he opened the door, the scene that greeted him made him pause slightly.

His fiancée changed into a simple, pure white cotton nightgown. Her hair was not yet dry, and the ends of her flaxen brown hair were slightly damp. A drop of water fell on her clothes and quietly smudged into a small dot.

Upon seeing him emerge, Wen Shumu's body tensed instantly.

Ling Suyu was surprised to find Wen Shumu waiting for him outside the study, dressed so lightly.

His handsome eyebrows furrowed, and his icy eyes gleamed with a captivating light under the corridor lights. His voice was icy: "What is it?"

Wen Shumu hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and then swallowed his words.

If it were a subordinate showing this hesitant look, Ling Suyu's patience would have long since run out, and he would have punished him by making him do ten sets of simulated combat training in the virtual pod.

But now that he has learned about Wen Shumu's attitude towards him from the housekeeper, Ling Suyu stands quietly in place, waiting for a reply from his marriage partner whom he has only met once.

Wen Shumu's eyes flickered uncertainly. After a long while, he finally made up his mind and said softly, "You should rest..."

Ling Suyu's intuition told him that Wen Shumu was waiting here for more than just to tell him when it was time to sleep.

Alpha's gaze was filled with an undeniable probing, forcing Wen Shumu to consider taking two steps back to create distance.

Noticing Wen Shumu's hesitation, Ling Suyu withdrew her gaze and walked towards the bedroom.

She has the courage of a cat, yet she still dares to provoke him.

To make it convenient for Ling Suyu to work, both the study and bedroom are on the second floor.

The arched corridor was magnificent and ornate, the Roman columns were grand and luxurious, and several paintings by famous artists were displayed on the walls, yet they failed to attract the attention of the two passersby.

As the owner of the manor, Ling Suyu's bedroom was spacious and large enough for two people to live in. However, considering the nature of this marriage and the marshal's temperament, Allison also prepared a separate room for Wen Shumu, which was not far away, right next to Ling Suyu's bedroom.

Ling Suyu passed by the room and stopped in front of his own bedroom door.

Wen Shumu followed Ling Suyu at a distance.

Ling Suyu thought he was just going back to his room on the way, but he has been following him ever since.

They followed them to... Ling Suyu's bedroom.

This time, before the marshal could ask again, Wen Shumu mustered his courage and asked, "Want to...want to sleep together?"