'The dishes I used to like were all my sister's favorites. For the other dishes, I didn't know whether I liked them or not, and I didn't know what to get, so I just took them with you.'

Murong Sui sighed in his heart, "Well, let's not eat at the buffet. Let's order a la carte. The dishes will change with each meal. You can try them all to see which one you like?"

'In that case, if you order something you don't like, what will you eat?'

Murong Sui smiled and said, "I'm not picky about food."

Fighting all year round, on a border planet with difficult conditions, if you don’t want to starve to death, how can you be picky about food?

Zhen Shan looked at him, a little nervous, "You don't have to accommodate me like this."

All along, she liked whatever her sister liked, following Zhen Zhen, willing to be her little tail, just because she was afraid she wouldn't like him.

Suddenly, one day someone was willing to put her preferences first and humiliate herself. She felt a strange warmth in her heart. She was happy and nervous, but she was also afraid of making the other person uncomfortable and causing him to leave her.

A soft color flashed across Murong Sui's eyes. The more he came into contact with her, the more he discovered her simplicity.

With her talent and status in the Star Alliance, she shouldn't have to live in the shadow of others and be so cautious.

Over the years, the alliance only saw her strength, but ignored her mental health and needs, which almost led to irreversible results.

Murong Sui suddenly couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if no one approached her and she continued to be extreme.

He felt even more pity in his heart. He raised his hand and placed her catkins in his palm, "From now on, as long as I'm here, you can do whatever you want. I'll be with you," and also, protect you.

Zhen Shan looked at him with trembling eyes, the tip of her nose was a little sour, 'Murong Sui, thank you.'

Murong Sui's eyes were soft and he smiled: "I'm older than you, so I can't call you by my name."

'uncle!'

General Murong: "..."

In fact, he is only older than her... not even ten years old. It's not very good to call her uncle, right?

He is really not that old.

"Shanshan, call me big brother."

Zhen Shan blinked innocently, 'Oh.'

Weird sorghum!

Murong Sui: "..."

Why is deserving so reluctantly?

Is he really old?

Is he promised to be in his prime?

General Murong's heart was filled with vicissitudes of life.

…

After dinner, Murong Sui sent her back to rest.

But Zhen Shan stood at the door and looked at him, refusing to enter the room.

"What's wrong?"

'Next, do you have anything to do in the afternoon?'

Murong Sui nodded, "Well, there are some military documents that need to be processed."

Although he was sent here, many documents concerning the affairs of the Third Army still had to be reviewed and approved by him personally.

‘Is that so?’ Zhen Shan lowered his eyes.

"Is there something wrong?"

She shook her head, 'It's okay, you are busy with your own business, I will go into the room first, good afternoon.'

"Okay, good afternoon."

Zhen Shan glanced at him and walked into the room.

'404, she seems a little lost?'

'It is said on the Internet that girls are more clingy. She may be reluctant to leave the owner and not want to stay in the room alone.'

Murong Sui was slightly startled, thinking that she had always stayed alone in her room quietly, drawing mecha design drawings or building models, without communicating or coming into contact with anyone.

He couldn't help but sigh, how could his mental state be better in the long run?

Murong Sui was not a person who easily softened his heart, nor was he sentimental. He was upright, but his kindness and compassion were somewhat unrealistic for a fierce general.

When you first took on this mission, you had nothing but soldiers obeying orders and recognition and respect for Zhen Shan's talent. Do you sympathize with her experience?

Murong Sui had seen countless tragedies, but she was the only one who could always hit the soft spot in his heart, making him want to protect her and keep protecting her.

perhaps……

'Master, Mr. Prime Minister is calling.'

Murong Sui was immersed in his own thoughts when 404 suddenly spoke.

'catch.'

"Xiaosui, how is that kid Xiaoshan doing lately?"

"She's fine."

"I heard from the director of the research institute that she hasn't lost her temper recently, and she no longer designs crazy drawings. She also takes breaks and meals on time and cooperates with medical staff to check her health, right?"

"Well, she is very well-behaved," Murong Sui said sincerely.

The Prime Minister seemed to be silent, "Xiao Sui, you should know that diseases such as mental extremes are not like colds and fevers, which can be cured in a day or two. On the contrary, the more normal you behave, the more terrible it may be when it breaks out. You

…”

Although the Prime Minister spoke very tactfully, Murong Sui understood it clearly.

He suspected that Zhen Shan was pretending to lower everyone's defensiveness in order to achieve his own goals.

Murong Sui understood that such suspicion was reasonable, but he still didn't feel the slightest discomfort in his heart as his eyebrows furrowed.

Just like my well-behaved and sensible sister was questioned about committing a crime.

If Murong Sui hadn't been rational, he might have gotten angry and beat someone up right now.

He defended her in a deep voice: "Mr. Prime Minister, I don't think Zhen Shan is pretending."

"Oh?" The Prime Minister was not angry at his rebuttal. He understood that he was such a straightforward person and asked, "What basis do you have?"

Murong Sui was silent, "There are some things that I need to verify, involving her privacy, without her consent. I'm sorry, I can't say it directly for the time being, but she is actually just an extremely insecure person who has no one to guide her.

It’s just a child who accidentally took a wrong turn.”

The Prime Minister was silent for a few breaths, "Xiao Sui, you have always been rational and calm. I don't doubt your words, but I can't bet or make fun of the safety of the Interstellar Alliance."

"I understand that I will not ask the alliance to return her freedom until it is completely confirmed that she has recovered mentally and no longer has extreme thoughts."

This is not only responsible for the Star Alliance, but also for her.

The Prime Minister nodded with relief, "As long as you do your job, I can rest assured that she can recover. This is also the expectation of the entire alliance."

"Well, I will try my best to guide her."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

"You are serious."

After cutting off the call, Murong Sui looked at Zhen Shan's room, and a smile appeared on the corner of his resolute mouth.
Chapter completed!