The empire's youngest major general, S-class military female Meta, has broad shoulders and narrow waist, blond hair and blue eyes. She is gentle and powerful, and is admired by the world.
After the war, he restrained his high spirits, concealed his pain, came to a remote star alone, and adopted Qiu Lai from an orphanage.
Meta held the boy's immature hand and walked through the chaotic and dirty streets, secretly vowing to devote everything to this lonely child.
He personally raised and cared for Julai, taught him love and responsibility, and gradually raised the frail and wary boy to be bright and bright, and his handsome and upright figure gradually surpassed Meta's.
What Meta is most proud of is raising Qiulai well.
His boy is so sunny, upright, and has many friends.
However, he did not realize that Qiu Lai's longing gaze had already deteriorated, becoming moist and dark, and he coveted her crazily.
Julai would only pretend to be docile when he lowered his eyes and looked at Meta, licking his sharp canine teeth and calling him dumbly:
"Brother."
"We will be together forever, right?"
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When Julai grew up, Meta left without saying goodbye.
He held on to his broken body, endured the pain and hid in the slums. The war took away too much from him.
He only hopes that Qiu Lai, who is already a prince, is happy.
They should never have crossed paths again in this life.
But Meta's mechanical prosthesis was damaged. He was half-kneeling on the ground and was serving the guests when Julai suddenly appeared.
The tall figure cast a shadow, covering his whole person.
After seven years of separation, Julai's desire for Meta became increasingly intense.
He looked down at his brother who was once so unattainable, he became numb and disabled, and wanted to hide himself in shame.
Ignoring Meta's resistance, Qiu Lai gently but forcefully picked the man up in his arms, caressing his slender and trembling back with his warm palms.
The then-splendid S-class military female now had moist and blurred blue eyes, clinging tightly to his arms.
Julei took good care of Meta, just as he had taken care of him in the past, until the smile reappeared on this bloodless face.
He held Meta's powerless prosthetic leg and kissed the scar at the connection devoutly.
Meta trembled and avoided, "Don't do that."
Qiu Lai just increased his strength, his eyes were hot and deep, and he pressed against his ear again and again: "It's beautiful, brother."
The perfect brother, the fragile brother, the brother who cries and is happy in my palm, are all the most beautiful treasures.
Main attack (Qiu Lai), double clean, 1v1, he
Concept: Ability does not equal a person's value. Even if he is useless, he is worthy of being loved.