Interstellar Marriage Guide

Chapter 47.2 - Liking

As Major General Ling An said, he hesitated. He can no longer say “I don’t like Luo Fei” as decisively as before, because he can’t ignore that throbbing from the depths of his heart, the violent pounding of his heart he never experienced before.

All this proved that he was tempted by Luo Fei.

Thinking of this, Mo Han suddenly had a splitting headache, regretting his decision so much that he wished he could travel back in time and space and slap himself hard.

Who gave him the confidence?

To think that he would never like the First Prince? !

When Luo Fei first confessed, he should have refused decisively and drawn a clear line; it would be better to break off the relationship directly.

But because he was soft-hearted, he didn’t use too harsh words, but asked Luo Fei to calm down for a while. He confidently believed that as long as the First Prince calms down, he will definitely figure out that his liking is a temporary impulse, and will naturally give up.

But what happened?

Not only did the First Prince not give up, but he used a system-faced trumpet to find him in the game, and befriended him as Mr. F.

Then, on his own initiative, Mo Han asked Mr. F to meet, learned about Luo Fei’s identity, and under Luo Fei’s sincere plea, promised to give Luo Fei a year.

Which comes to now..

One could say the current situation is Mo Han’s own doing.

There is a saying that if the heavens do evil, it is still forgivable, but if it is self-inflicted, one cannot live.

Mo Han dug a big hole for himself, and slid down to the bottom step by step. And now he can’t climb up…

Thinking of this, Mo Han’s brain was so painful that it was about to burst. He lay down on the bed and buried himself in the quilt, feeling ashamed to see Luo Fei again.

Emotions are not as simple as he thought, and cannot be controlled at will. His blind confidence has led to all these problems.

Tossing and turning, Mo Han couldn’t fall asleep, so he simply connected to his father’s communicator again, and asked doubtfully, “General Ling An came to me just now and asked about Dad. He knows that dad is a hacker, and also knows that the urn we buried in the cemetery is empty. Does Dad really have no impression of him? Could it be that there’s some connection between them?”

Mo Qiming frowned, and after a moment of silence, he replied: “I don’t know Ling An, I have to ask your father about it. However, his whereabouts are very secretive, so it’s inconvenient for us to ask directly. If someone tracks him down, so many years of hard work will be in vain. Perhaps, you can try to send him a message with the password you agreed upon.”

Mo Han was so upset just now, he actually forgot this point.

He returned back to his senses following his father’s reminder. After turning off the communicator, he immediately asked Noah to turn on the portable optical computer, quickly entered a series of strange codes, and sent them to a mailbox.

This code looks like virus gibberish. In fact, it is the communication password agreed by Mo Han and his omega father. Every code can be translated into text, and only the two of them can crack it.

Ten minutes later, there was a reply in the mailbox consisting of a similarly long string of garbled characters.

After reading it, Mo Han quickly understood what his father meant.

——More than 20 years ago, the Empire and the Federation had not signed an armistice agreement, and the border was very chaotic. I ran away from the wedding and lived as a beta on the border for a while. Once, the place where we lived was raided by the Federation. I was seriously injured, and was rescued by the passing Glory Legion. They sent me to the hospital, and the information on my identity card was leaked, and was found by people from the Mo family and the Fang family. The person who saved me back then was Ling An’s father, so it’s not surprising that Ling An knows my secret. But Ling An is an upright person and will not disclose these to outsiders, so you don’t have to worry too much.

Mo Han breathed a sigh of relief, and replied back: “How are you, Dad? Is there a chance to meet?”

Fang Ziqian quickly replied, “I’m fine. Take care of yourself and send my regards to your father.”

Mo Han: “…”

As the mouthpiece between the two, over the years, Mo Han has gotten used to such messages. It’s really awkward to be a messenger for his fathers. Mo Han rubbed his temples, and helplessly forwarded this garbled code to his father, saying, “He asked me to say hello to you.”

Mo Qiming: “…”

Their son is already so old, and he still sends regards this way. Fang Ziqian is still as cold as he was when he was young.

However, the corners of Mo Qiming’s couldn’t help raising after seeing the news, and sent back to Mo Han, “Tell him I miss him very much.”

Mo Han was speechless. “You guys are really enough. You know the code, go tell him yourself!”

Beaten back by his son, Mo Qiming touched his nose, and revealed with some embarrassment: “Last time I made him angry, and my mailbox was blocked by him, so I need you to tell him.”

Mo Han: “…”

Can his parents not be so immature? Blocking mailboxes due to an argument? He can’t understand it.

Head hurting, Mo Han had no choice but to send: “Father asked me to tell you that he misses you very much.”

Fang Ziqian said: “Tell him, I have found the code source of the Locke virus, which is related to Tianyu Group, let him pay more attention.”

Mo Han forwarded this sentence to his father.

Mo Qiming said: “I will pay attention to it. Tell him to take care of himself and be safe.”

Mo Han’s head was about to explode, and he forwarded it helplessly: “He asked you to take care of yourself and be safe!”

Fang Ziqian said: “Understood, good night.”

Mo Han immediately forwarded it: “He said he knew, good night.”

Mo Qiming smiled: “Got it, you should rest too.”

Mo Han was speechless: “Do you still want to convey this sentence?”

Mo Qiming said: “No need to say that, I’m telling you. Go to bed early.”

Mo Han: “…”

Being their son is exhausting.

Mo Han turned off the optical brain to go to bed, but the next moment, the communicator lit up with a message from Luo Fei: “Rest early, have a good night!”

Mo Han: “…”

Thinking of Luo Fei, he felt even more tired.

———–

Perhaps it was because Luo Fei sent a message right before he went to sleep – he actually dreamed of Luo Fei again.

In the dream, Luo Fei was wearing a handsome military uniform, standing at attention and saluting him: “Hello leader! I’ll follow the instructions of the leader!”

Mo Han patted him on the shoulder: “Good boy, be obedient.”

Luo Fei nodded vigorously. “Yes! The first principle of a soldier is to obey orders, and I’ll absolutely obey Mo Han’s orders!”

His smile was so bright that Mo Han couldn’t help smiling, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.

The scene in the dream changed suddenly, and the two came to the top of the mountain again. Surrounded by a sea of golden clouds, Luo Fei hugged him, and whispered softly in his ear: “I like you so much. You like me a little bit, just a little bit, OK?”

Mo Han heard himself say: “Let me think about it.”

Then, Luo Fei raised his chin and kissed him…

The touch on the lips was not real. It was vague, dream-like, but Luo Fei’s gentle eyes and smile left a deep impression.

Startled awake, Mo Han woke up covered in cold sweat. He shuddered at the bizarre dream.

——He actually dreamed that Luo Fei kissed him.

It was likely because Luo Fei said, “I really want to kiss you, but I know you don’t want to, so I won’t make such a request” when they climbed the mountain earlier. As a result, Luo Fei did not make such a request, yet he dreamed it happened.

The ancients say “think about it during the day, dream at night”. Shadows of Luo Fei danced all night in his dream – including the brown candy Luo Fei who entwined him with a smile, the heroic military version wearing a military uniform, and the system game face Luo Fei who was killing all directions with a submachine gun…

The dream was very vague, but no matter which Luo Fei is, the smile on his face is very bright.

Like the warm sun in summer, almost scalding Mo Han’s heart.

Mo Han got up and went to the bathroom. Splashing cold water on his face desperately, he tried to calm his violent heartbeat.

It’s over, he seems to really like Luo Fei a little bit.

The pit is too deep, he can’t climb out…

Mo Han, meet pit.

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