dhibooks Chapter 5 The House
Chapter 5 The House
When they reunited after 20 years, the Morse couple naturally had endless things to say to Hyperion. The family of four sat together and did not mention the achievements of the expedition at all. They only asked about the injuries Hyperion had suffered during these years. , Live hard or not.
The identity of the head of the Hyperion Expeditionary Force was announced by Hanselton directly at the enthronement ceremony, and no one was notified in advance except him. Even if the Morse couple were unwilling, nothing could be changed.Their children will lead countless soldiers of the empire to defend their homes and the country. This is a great honor, but it also means wandering, bloodshed and sacrifice.
Hyperion didn't tell them about his physical problem, he just came back, let's make his family happy for a few days.
In the eyes of Mrs. Morse, Hyperion was still a young man in his twenties. She held her son's hand and greeted him warmly, and tears filled her eyes again as she spoke.Hoyle Morse took his wife's shoulder and patted it lightly, saying: "Okay, now that Hein is back, I will have plenty of time to spend with him in the future, so I can talk slowly if I have anything to say. Hey, my father is Didn't you entrust us with a message?"
Mrs. Morse slapped her head and said angrily, "Yes, Hein, grandpa told you to go upstairs to find him after you finish your work."
"Grandpa, is he upstairs?" Hyperian was slightly surprised, since he was there, why didn't he come downstairs?
"Your grandfather doesn't look in a good mood." Hoyle spread his hands: "Who knows, maybe the gang from the military department has provoked him again."
"I'll go take a look." So Hyperion got up and went upstairs, at the corner of the stairs, he caught a glimpse of a corner of a foreign dress and a few strands of curly blond hair—his little niece poking her head out from behind the wall on the second floor. Looking at him carefully, she was extremely curious about her heroic uncle.
As a popular movie star, Liz is very good-looking. Her daughter inherited her beauty, and she is amazingly beautiful at a young age.Seeing Hyperion approaching, she subconsciously wanted to run, but Hyperion immediately stopped her: "Monica!"
Monica paused, turned around with her hands behind her back, straightened her back, and shouted nervously: "Uncle Hyperion."
"Well, you don't need to be so polite with me." Hyperion smiled at the Omega girl in front of him, and stretched out his hand: "Nice meeting, I am Hyperion Morse."
"Monica Christian." Monica cleared her throat and spoke in a correct voice.She hesitated for a moment, and put her small hand in Hyperion's broad palm. Hyperion shook it, and then let go: "Since we have officially met, don't be so nervous."
"Okay." Monica nodded, obviously relaxed a lot: "Uncle, go and do your work."
Hyperion knocked on the door of the study room, and pushed the door open after hearing a low "enter" from inside the room: "Grandfather, you are looking for me."
"Sit." Old General Morse signaled Hyperion to sit down, and Hyperion pulled a chair beside him, and sat right across from Old Morse.
Old General Morse was over a hundred years old, but he still didn't show signs of aging. However, there were many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and deep nasolabial folds.He clasped his fingers on the table, stared into Hyperion's eyes, and said straight to the point: "I read your medical certificate."
Hyperion's forehead twitched, knowing that he couldn't hide it.
"A sign of genetic collapse, accompanied by complications such as severe bone pain, convulsions, and hallucinations." Old Morse's tone was calm, but there was a sense of impending wind everywhere: "If I hadn't heard that you went to the White Tower You specifically asked them for a diagnosis, are you planning to keep it a secret?"
"Yes." Hyperion did not deny it, "with His Highness Connor and many experts from the White Tower present, I will be fine, and speaking out will only worry my family."
"But if you are like this, who will take care of you?!" The old General Morse finally stained his face with anger: "Hain, we are a family, and we are the closest and most reliable people you can rely on! I think I watched you grow up, but now you even hide such a big thing from me, huh?"
"I did not do this properly, I admit it." Hyperion looked at old General Morse. He is no longer the young boy who just entered the military academy. The 20 years of iron-blooded battle made him unable to Shy of anyone: "But Grandfather, this is the best option I can come up with. The less people who know about my physical problems, the better."
"Including family members?"
"Yes, including family members."
The long silence seemed to freeze the air in the study.After a while, the old General Morse sighed, with mixed emotions in his eyes, but the relief was clearly visible.He waved his hand and stood up: "Forget it, it's up to you, you are already a mature enough Alpha, if you need help, just tell me, that's all I can do for you."
"I know." Hyperion stepped forward and gave him a hug: "I will take care of myself."
I talked with my grandfather about the current situation of the military headquarters for a while. The sky was getting dark, and the sun was shining on Hyperion through the window. It didn't bring much temperature, but it still made him feel warm.This is the sunset of the capital star that he has not seen for a long time.
"Go downstairs to eat." Old Morse said: "You don't need to worry about the affairs of the military department. Now that you have outstanding military achievements and His Majesty's support, they dare not touch you. Rest assured and get well soon, and let you Everyone is at ease."
"But those people from the military department will definitely come to fight for me. After all, Hansen has no plans to take back the military power of the legion." Hyperion was about to press the doorknob, but suddenly stopped, his brows frowned. Suddenly, he pushed the door open.
Caught Monica who was standing outside eavesdropping.
The girl stared at her bi-color eyes for a few seconds, then hurriedly defended herself: "I just happened to pass by..."
Soon she realized that no one would believe it, and quickly lowered the corners of her lips in frustration: "Okay, I overheard, but only a little—Uncle Hyperion, is there really something wrong with your health?"
"Is this still called a little bit? If I remember correctly, this is the first thing we talked about." Hyperion patted the top of her head, bent down and looked directly into her eyes, and smiled slightly: "Remember to keep it a secret for me, do not tell anyone."
"Okay, yes, I will!" Monica nodded crazily, she smiled flatteringly at the old General Morse, and whispered: "I will also help take care of Uncle Hyperion."
Monica's appearance is too deceptive, so people can't bear to lose their temper with her.Hyperion laughed. He glanced at the time and said, "Okay, no one is allowed to mention this matter again. Let's go downstairs for dinner."
Having a warm dinner with his family, Hyperion did not stay at his parents' house, but went to his own house.When he was 21 years old, he earned extra money by repairing mechas and bought a suite with all his money. The suburb near the school has now become a bustling commercial center.
Hyperion unlocked it with his fingerprints and irises. The furnishings of the house were the same as when he left, plus it had been cleaned all the time. It was clean and bright, but less popular.He sat quietly on the sofa in the living room for a while, and many memories slowly emerged from the surface of time and gradually became clear.
The sofa and pillows were chosen by Quint in two shopping malls with him. The wallpaper was in Quint’s favorite color. Even the outdated household robot in the corner was designed by the two of them.
He got up and walked around the coffee table twice, pushed open the closed doors one by one to look, and finally arrived at the study.
All the honorary trophies he won during his student days were neatly placed on the bookcase. The most conspicuous place was a submarine model, and the dark alloy shell was as smooth as before.
There was a stack of books stacked on the left hand side of the desk, Hyperion leaned back on the edge of the table, casually took the thick "Assault Mech Specialization ③" on the top and flipped through it, a piece of yellowed paper It fell out of it and slowly fell to the ground.
Hyperion bent down and picked it up. It was an application form with the words "AO Combination Pairing Application Form (Trial)" printed on the top.
He carefully filled in the names of himself and Quint in the form.