After I transformed into a male insect, I just wanted to lie down,
But the old love came back with military exploits and conspiracy.
The salty fish lies flat and the time traveler's late boss attacks
I was once a social animal on earth who died suddenly while working overtime, and now I have become an inconspicuous C-level male insect in the Zerg world.
Low genetic rating? Just what I wanted.
When I reach adulthood, I will be assigned one or two female bugs by the empire, receive a stipend that will allow me to starve to death, and wait to die on a remote planet - this is the retirement life I dream of.
Until an old friend from the past came to visit me and I was dragged to that damn "blind date".
And my predecessor, Aslot, who left without saying goodbye five years ago and was said to have died long ago, came back wearing a straight military uniform.
With dazzling blond hair, chilling epaulettes, and dazzling medals on his chest, he became the youngest deputy commander of the Third Legion, while I am now just an ordinary C-level male.
At the dance, he knelt down on one knee in front of everyone, gave me the most solemn salute, and invited me to dance.
After the song ended, in the observation room with only the two of us, he looked at me with paranoid eyes:
"Sir Lambert, my name will be on your future partner list."
I thought this was the belated crematorium for chasing my husband.
Until my guardian sent a secret message: [Be careful. Aslot's military exploits are not simple, and your C-level rating is almost gone.
And Aslot came to the door late at night, tearing away all appearances of calmness, leaving only paranoia and desperate enthusiasm in his eyes:
"They used your life to force me away back then. Now, I am strong enough."
"Lamb, I won't let you go this time - either as your partner or as your prisoner."
Only then did I realize that what I got was never a flat script.
From the day I traveled through time, I have been the most important piece in this game of chess.
Small theater:
One morning when the weather was balmy.
I lay lazily on the bed, playing with Aslot's silky blond hair in my hands. He slept beside me, with his back to me, breathing steadily and long, like a beast resting comfortably.
Last night he was doing military affairs very late, and he came back quietly almost after I fell asleep. I played with this strand of hair, which seemed to be a hard-won thing, and carefully stroked it from the hair section to the end, feeling the amazing toughness and luster.
"If you keep playing like this, I'm afraid I need to tie my hair again today." A low and slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the early morning.
"Anyway, you always have a way to make it not messy." I muttered, but did not let go of my finger. Instead, I pulled it slightly more maliciously, "Your Excellency, the well-dressed deputy commander."
He didn't say anything, he just moved his body closer to me in a more biased manner.
1. # Male Chong only wants to be salted fish but is forced to stand up # Micro-power strategy # miserable # BROKEN JING REUNION # Mutual favor
2. Shuangjie, under the new year, xql double arrows cannot be removed or reversed, 1v1he, first-person perspective
3 The fictional background has nothing to do with reality. Please do not bring it into reality. It is purely fictional.
Intention: Those who love me are also loved by me