Rong Shi opened his terminal. In his personal information, his marital status had changed to Married – Pre-marriage, with Song Yu as his partner.

The “pre-marriage” status lasts for six months after registration, serving as an engagement period and also a cooling-off period for marriage.

During this period, divorce procedures are simpler than a formal divorce.

The two looked at the screen, each in silence.

Song Yu patted Rong Shi’s shoulder and stood up: “Let’s work hard to get a divorce within six months, otherwise we might not be able to because of the test questions. We’re accomplices.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Closing his terminal, Rong Shi just wanted some peace and quiet. He opened his bedroom door, but a little tail followed him in.

He turned around: “You’re not leaving yet?”

Song Yu leaned against the doorframe, smiling: “We’re married, of course we’re sleeping together.”

Seeing Rong Shi about to close the door without a word, he raised his hand to block it, his smile fading: “Pick a day this weekend and let’s go out. We have to play the part completely.”

“No time,” Rong Shi said flatly, “I’m going home this weekend.”

Song Yu instantly remembered the little bunny.

Rong Shi had indeed said he was going home to see his younger brother.

Song Yu spread his hands: “Well, can’t be helped then. Who said a younger brother is more important than a husband?”

Rong Shi: “Who’s your husband?”

Just about to instinctively reply “you,” Song Yu’s words were forcibly swallowed back.

Almost fell into the trap, damn it.

Song Yu: “Who’s your husband?”

Rong Shi: “Where’s your husband?”

Song Yu: “Here.”

Song Yu: “…”

“Childish,” Song Yu sneered and left the “battlefield.”

Rong Shi closed the door, and the world finally fell silent.

Tomorrow was Saturday, and he had bought the earliest spaceship ticket back to his home planet.

He opened his terminal, intending to play Star Wars, but seeing “Married” in his info bar, he closed it again.

Playing with his kitten for two hours every weekend was his only form of entertainment, but now he felt a little guilty.

Back in his dorm, Song Yu went to the kitchen, poured a glass of ice water, and chugged it down, finally cooling his surging emotions.

“Brother, did you succeed?” Qin Luo poked his head out of his bedroom, hearing the sound.

Song Yu snapped his fingers, and a virtual screen magnified and projected into mid-air: “With your brother’s charm, is there any alpha I can’t conquer?”

Qin Luo: “…” Something about that sentence seemed off?

“Your personal information won’t be leaked, right?” Qin Luo stared at the “Married” status, asking as he walked over, “Will Rong Shi know you’re royalty?”

“Royal information is top secret. Unless they check the classified database, not even a spouse can find it.”

Song Yu opened his friends list, checked Rong Shi’s profile, clicked on his partner’s name in the info bar, and the pop-up window only showed his name, gender, and age.

“Everyone who needs to know will know tonight. Their people will at least withdraw by half in these two days.”

Song Yu closed his terminal and walked towards his bedroom, desperately needing the comfort of his bunny plush.

Qin Luo: “Only half?”

Song Yu: “If we can make them believe our relationship is very good, more might withdraw. Too bad my wife isn’t cooperating.”

Qin Luo: “…” The “wife” came out so smoothly.

Before returning to his bedroom, Qin Luo suddenly remembered something and whispered: “There’s news from the line Chestnut and them were tracking. Some things have flowed into the Academy Planet.”

Song Yu’s hand on the door paused, “Where on the Academy Planet?”

Qin Luo: “The 88th Military District Hospital.”

That night, besides the military personnel, many people at the school were also glued to their terminals, constantly refreshing Rong Shi and Song Yu’s information.

“Holy crap! They really got married!”

Someone posted this in an unknown group.

Soon, all major group chats and forums exploded.

“They’re serious?! My two male gods are married?!”

“How many omegas will be heartbroken tonight? It’s truly sad to hear, tear-jerking to witness, hahahaha. Our chance has come! Brothers, rise up! We can do it again!”

“Damn it, I actually believe in love again because of two Alphas!”

“I just want to know how they’ll get through their susceptibility periods? Will they find an agency?”

“What are you thinking? Those two clearly have strong possessive tendencies. How could they allow each other to find an omega?”

The next day in class, Song Yu sat in the classroom, scrolling through the forum, laughing uncontrollably.

“I haven’t even started putting in effort, and they’ve already started believing in love?”

Qin Luo rested his chin on his hand, staring with dead fish eyes: “Heh, overthinking is a disease.”

On the other side, Rong Shi woke up early, but the spaceship was unable to depart on time due to a cosmic storm.

He was supposed to arrive at his home planet before noon, but it was delayed until after 4 PM.

Rong Shi didn’t go home. He went directly to the daycare center where Mianmian was.

The public maglev car stopped by the roadside. He stood there, looking around, and walked towards the colorful buildings at the end of the road.

Mianmian was born with congenital deficiencies and spent two years in an ex-utero cultivation fluid. By birth date, he was over six years old, yet he was weaker than an average four-year-old.

When Rong Shi brought Mianmian home, he was only fourteen, still a child himself. With no parents, he couldn’t balance taking care of his brother and his studies, so he had no choice but to opt for daycare.

The lighting was perfect. The daycare’s lawn had many play facilities, and the laughter of children could be heard everywhere.

Rong Shi walked past them towards the junior class classroom.

As he passed a corridor, he suddenly heard an argument and looked over.

Three children in school uniforms were surrounding Mianmian, speaking fiercely and even pushing him.

“You liar, you bad child!”

“Your father’s a deserter, and your brother doesn’t want you anymore, nyah nyah nyah!”

“Always hugging that rabbit, I hate rabbits the most! Give it to me!”

“No, don’t snatch my rabbit.”

Mianmian had been silently looking down, but as soon as they tried to snatch his rabbit, he instantly broke down emotionally.

“My—my father isn’t a deserter. He, he’s a good person.” Mianmian’s voice choked, tears streaming down his face as he desperately hugged the rabbit to his chest. “Brother didn’t abandon me. He said he’d come see me after counting to ten!”

“Liar! The sun’s almost setting and he’s not here. He really doesn’t want you anymore!”

In the struggle, the rabbit in Mianmian’s arms slipped, and he was pulled forward, falling.

A hand suddenly reached out and scooped him up.

Rong Shi held the little bundle of fluff and looked down at the small bullies on the ground: “I’m Mianmian’s brother. Were you looking for me just now?”

He naturally had a cold face and rarely smiled, making him especially intimidating.

The three children immediately wet themselves at the sight of his face.

Rong Shi didn’t bother with them. He picked up the rabbit from the ground and put it back in Mianmian’s arms, then carried him to the registration room.

“Brother?” Mianmian was still dazed.

They just said Brother wouldn’t come, so how was Brother here in a blink of an eye?

Rong Shi’s thumb gently brushed his face and he asked softly, “Do they often bully you?”

Mianmian reacted belatedly, frantically wiping his tears with his sleeve, shaking his head: “No, they’re very good to me.”

Very good? Rong Shi couldn’t even imagine that scene.

After reporting at the registration office, he took the little bundle home.

His home planet was a third-class planet, with no distinct poverty or prosperous areas.

Their home was a regular three-story house, with a pomegranate tree planted in the corner of the front yard.

When his father was alive, he planted many flowers and plants, but later, no one took care of them, and they all grew wild, now completely unrecognizable from their original appearance.

After being away for almost a month, there was no food at home, only a few unfinished bags of nutrient solution.

It was almost six o’clock, and Rong Shi was worried he was hungry. He handed him a bag of nutrient solution: “Drink a few sips to tide you over.”

Mianmian carefully placed the rabbit on a stool, his eyes sparkling as he took the nutrient solution: “I love drinking this the most!”

Rong Shi knelt in front of him: “Is that so?”

He remembered the daycare food wasn’t that bad.

Mianmian gave a sweet smile, revealing a mouthful of tiny baby teeth. He took a sip, and suddenly his expression twisted, his whole body twitching: “Ugh!”

Rong Shi: “…”

Mianmian’s eyes were teary, and he smacked his lips: “Delicious.”

After saying that, he took another sip, “Ugh!”

Rong Shi: “…………”

Struggling to swallow it, Mianmian prepared to take a third sip, but the nutrient solution was snatched from his hand.

“Don’t drink anymore.” Rong Shi opened the home terminal and put on a cartoon for him. “I’ll go buy groceries. I’ll be back soon.”

He walked to the entrance, only to find the little tail following him, twisting his fingers and looking at him expectantly.

Rong Shi: “You want to come too?”

Mianmian slowly shook his head: “I, I’ll wait for you at home.”

Rong Shi irritably brushed the stray hair from his forehead, scooped up the little one, and headed out the door.

There was an unmanned store near their home. Rong Shi quickly swept through it. Ten minutes later, he walked out with a bundle in one hand and a shopping bag in the other.

His cooking skills were limited, but it should be better than nutrient solution.

“Brother, the potatoes are washed!” Mianmian, with his sleeves rolled up, stood on a small stool, washing potatoes several times larger than his hands.

Rong Shi chopped vegetables: “Okay, put them on that plate.”

Suddenly hearing a gasp, he looked over while simultaneously extending his leg.

The little one fell, clinging to his leg like a sloth, using all four limbs.

The washed potatoes and the plate rolled onto the floor together, shattering.

Mianmian’s gaze followed the rolling potatoes, and he explained softly, “The plate was a bit far, I couldn’t reach it.”

Afraid he might hurt himself before even getting fed, Rong Shi carried him to the living room: “Just bear with it a little longer, dinner will be ready soon.”

Time was tight, so Rong Shi simply made a large pot of stew. Anyway, it would all mix together in their stomachs.

Fifteen minutes later, he brought it to the table, but the little one on the sofa was nowhere to be found.

“Mianmian?” Rong Shi searched the living room, then went to the bedroom. Finally, he found the little thing curled up in a corner on his room’s small balcony.

Sobs, like those of a newborn kitten, were soft and weak, as if they could disappear at any moment.

Somehow, this scene reminded him of Song Yu sitting on the rooftop railing that night.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like my cooking?” Rong Shi sat in front of him, his hand ruffling his hair twice.

The little one was startled, frantically wiping away tears, sobbing and shaking his head: “I don’t dislike it.”

After answering, Mianmian quickly lowered his head, his hands hugging his knees trembling slightly.

Rong Shi patiently asked: “You can tell me anything. I’m your brother.”

Broken sobs intermittently reached his ears from under his hand, and streaks of water stained his dark blue sleeve.

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“I, I can’t do anything…”

“I want to grow up quickly and help my brother…”

“Don’t, don’t abandon me, I’ll be very good…”

Rong Shi listened to him for a long time, until he couldn’t hear clearly anymore, and then held him close.

Every day, he lived in fear of loss, pretending to be well-behaved in front of him, daring not to make any demands or act spoiled, all to maintain a good impression.

Everything was to avoid being easily abandoned.

In the past, he was overwhelmed by his studies, his father’s death, and his dad’s illness. He only thought about raising his younger brother, making sure he wasn’t hungry, finding the best daycare, and seeing the best doctors, but he had never given him a sense of security.

After finally calming down, Mianmian, who was already weak, developed a fever after eating, crying confusedly in Rong Shi’s arms.

In his previous life, Mianmian remained very frail until he was almost an adult. He went to many hospitals, and many treatments didn’t work.

Rong Shi found a blanket and wrapped him up. After thinking for a long time, he finally sent a communication to Qian Fan.

On the screen, Qian Fan was sitting by the fireplace reading a book, feigning anger: “What, did you specifically call to wish me a Happy New Year?”

Rong Shi: “…”

“Oh my, your child is already this big?” Qian Fan put down his book, leaned closer to the screen, and waved to someone nearby: “Old Qin, come quickly and see Rong Shi’s son.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Seeing Rong Shi’s blank face, Qian Fan was amused, “What’s wrong?”

Rong Shi: “It’s really bad to disturb you on the weekend—”

Qian Fan: “Alright, save the pleasantries. I didn’t hold it against you for marrying an alpha, but don’t you dare produce such a big illegitimate child. Be a decent person, and let me live a few more years, okay?”

“…This is my younger brother.” Rong Shi gently patted his back, “There’s something I’d like your help with.”

After hanging up the communication, Rong Shi carefully placed the sleeping Mianmian on the small bed.

“01, you keep watch.”

The decorative buckle on his terminal automatically opened and flew to Mianmian’s wrist terminal.

[All vital signs monitoring initiated! Guaranteeing little master’s fever will break~]

Rong Shi quietly left the room and found his suitcase to pack clothes. He then realized how few of Mianmian’s belongings there were.

Since birth, Mianmian had only been able to come home to stay on weekends, so his time living in this house was very limited.

Rong Shi wasn’t even sure what kind of existence this place was in Mianmian’s mind.

Aside from a small amount of clothing, everything else that needed organizing was medicine.

He had nothing else to do, so he took out some label paper and categorized an entire box of medicine.

As he was nearly finished organizing, a small bottle caught his attention.

This medicine was bought by his father through a friend and could alleviate the symptoms of his dad’s and Mianmian’s illnesses.

The small white bottle was ordinary, with only the dosage on it, no medicine name, and a very small symbol on the far right of the label.

Rong Shi had just seen it yesterday and could recognize it at a glance.

“Eighty-Eighth Military District Hospital—”

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Author’s notes:

Later—

[Incorrect answer! Divorce failed!]

Rong Rabbit, Song Cat: It’s not that I don’t want to divorce, it’s that the Empire won’t allow it. [Inner ecstasy.jpg]