Chapter 10 Chapter Nine: The Distant Her

Sitting in the space shuttle, looking at the ground passing by quickly under his feet, the marshal leaning back on the sofa took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and a weary smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth - the ground was under his feet, and the scepter was in his hands. He is manipulating the galaxy in his hand, even in his palm... As a soldier and a leader, his achievements today have undoubtedly surpassed that of the famous general of the previous generation, Marshal Karl Disraeli. ——However, besides these auras, what else does he have? Blood relatives have long since died, or have been suppressed by him;

Friends also fell on the battlefield for him and this country one by one, and became the cold names on the monuments of famous generals of the empire; A semblance of marriage that failed so badly but had to be maintained for political reasons; That flying red hair has also been heavily covered by death and darkness... ——Behind the halo, what else does he have? When he entered the military academy at the age of seventeen and started a new period in his life, with vigor and arrogance, he made an oath to surpass Disraeli, the "model soldier" at that time; Graduated from the military academy at the age of 21, he stepped into the golden age of his life with great ambition, and made his way to the top in the army;

At the age of twenty-two, in an encounter in the Ovaru asteroid belt, he met Miguel Hein, who later became his lifelong rival, for the first time, and the endless contest began for more than ten years; At the age of twenty-seven, in order to seize the military power and political power of the military empire, he launched a coup with the support of the young soldiers, driving his uncle from the commanding heights of power.From then on, he fought only for himself; However, at the age of thirty-three, he lost his only opponent. Since the governor of the Sun-Galaxy Federation passed away a year ago, he who has been charging forward in the battle suddenly found that there was no one in front of him—but the most frightening thing was that suddenly, he found that there was almost no one around him. no one!

Facing the Solar Federation and the Galactic Government-in-Exile, which became within reach after losing their outstanding leaders, the Marshal of the Empire hesitated and stopped the hand that was grabbing the scepter. "Hein, don't sleep! Get up, and fight me seriously again?" More than once, he said in his heart to that enemy who was more respectable than a friend.But Hein smiled dazzlingly like sunshine when he was dying, as if he had already told his opponent: "I'm tired, please don't bother me anymore." ——What an irresponsible guy!If you die like this, what should you do if you leave your country and your nation behind?And... what about your opponent?After the age of thirty-three, in a galaxy without equal opponents, what will Bisha von Phidias fight for?

"Actually, I'm already tired... Should I be lazy like that guy?" Every night when he sat alone and drank until dawn, this somewhat decadent question would emerge in the marshal's heart.Then in the silent Rembrandt Palace, in the darkness without lights, staring at the red liquid in the cup, you will think of the red hair blowing in the wind as now, and think of it like a shooting star. The life falling in the night sky—the powerlessness and loneliness swallowed him up like a swamp. Over the past year, it seems that something has eroded the mind of those in power. Slowly, it seems that even the entire heart has been eaten away... He began to recall the past like an old man, repeatedly savoring the past. Remembering the warmth that once existed in my life, I refused to let go of every bit and every drop.

And most of the warmth in memory actually came from that red-haired girl. Gradually, he felt in a trance, as if the world he was living in now was just an illusion. Born in a military family since he was a child, his mother died in an air raid when the Galaxy War II just broke out when he was still very young, but what his military father gave him was a rather simple and rough education, and due to years of expeditions, the youth’s He hardly even saw his father's face. From the age of three to fourteen, except when his father came home to visit relatives, he would go home for a period of time, almost all of his childhood and adolescence were spent silently in closed elite schools, without any family warmth .And at the age of fourteen, he lost even such a meager paternal love—his father, the thirty-nine-year-old Maxwell von Phidias, was killed in battle with the Sun Federation Army , the position at the time of death was lieutenant general.

According to the "Military Family Protection Law" of the military empire, a fourteen-year-old boy who lost his parents became a ward of the government, and the state borne all the expenses of study and living until he reached the age of eighteen. Maybe he suddenly became an orphan without any support and protection in this society, maybe it was because he actually had certain feelings for his violent father. The students with excellent grades in this elite school quickly fell silent, as if they had become a drop of oil in a glass of water. He automatically keeps a distance from everything around him, ignores others, and does not allow others to control him.

This situation lasted for more than a year. Just when people around were starting to worry about this increasingly withdrawn and autistic boy, without warning, fate suddenly began to turn at this point—a person who could change his life. For the first time, people in history cast their eyes on this young man. That day was July 17, 25th year of the universe calendar. When he came to the gate of the school as usual, he found that the whole school was under high alert, with a large number of soldiers guarding every corner, and the Chinese who walked out of the special plane... The young blond officer walked up to him and stretched out his hand: "Is that Bixia? Come with me."

When the officer stretched out his hand, he saw a lifelike golden eagle with wings engraved on the soldier's shoulder patch—it wasn't until he entered the Disraeli Military Academy that he realized that it was actually a symbol of the highest power! It turned out that his father's brother, the uncle he had never met, turned out to be the highest general of the military empire! However, at that time, the boy resisted with astonishing courage when his uncle asked him to change to a military school immediately. Even after his uncle forced him into the Disraeli Military Academy, he still escaped. He returned to the original school—however, the principal of the original school had received an order to refuse him to enter the school again.

Fourteen-year-old Phidias stubbornly stood outside the school gate, silently persisting, day after day.On the contrary, the uncle who was the Marshal of the Empire just looked at the proud nephew with interest and ordered the army not to interfere. He came here again and again, and was blocked by the guards again and again, but he also stood at the gate with amazing tenacity, not caring about the surrounding teachers and classmates watching and pointing - in fact, he also knew that he It was pointless to do so. It was impossible for the guards at the school gate to disobey the Marshal's order and let him in. His insistence was just on the spur of the moment.

He was just not reconciled—not reconciled to going on the path that others arranged for him from now on! Eighteen days have passed... However, on the afternoon of the nineteenth day, a rare rainstorm hit Koppel unexpectedly, and the strong convective wind whipped every passing pedestrian with the rain. Soon, everyone except those driving in the rain There are not many means of transportation, and the whole Koppel seems to be an empty city. In the torrential rain, the boy in the thin student uniform still stood there silently, enduring the whipping of the heavy rain. "Shua——" There was a light brake sound in the air, and then a small space shuttle slowly landed from the main road in the air. He carried a child in his arms: "Miss Daisy, come down." "It's so cold outside, Aunt Rina!" The childish voice shyly said. Rainwater flowed down the blond hair like a stream, blinding his eyes. The boy only saw the small body that got off the plane shrunk into a ball and was embraced by the middle-aged woman. "It's true, the general. Miss still has a fever, and she has to come to school in this weather..." the woman murmured sympathetically, while pulling the child towards the school gate.The suspended umbrella blocked the raindrops, but it couldn't stop the strong convective wind. The child kept huddling into the middle-aged woman's arms, and suddenly cried out: "Oh——Aunt Ruina, this brother is in the rain!" However, her small voice was quickly drowned out by the heavy rain. He was exhausted from working for many days, and he was in a trance—so when his cold hands were suddenly surrounded by something warm and soft, the boy lowered his head in surprise, I saw a little girl with red hair who was less than ten years old. "What an ugly red-haired girl." Until after her death, every time he recalled the impression of seeing her for the first time, the Imperial Marshal couldn't help but smile wryly, but there were complicated emotions in his smile. "It's cold, brother?" The little girl looked up at the drowned boy enthusiastically but a little timidly, and the heat spread from her palm, "I have a fever now, let me give you some! You won't be cold." He was taken aback and tried to blink, but a face with faint freckles appeared in his vision blurred by the heavy rain.At that moment, the boy who was drenched by the rain suddenly lost his mind.After reacting, he shook off those hands as if holding a poisonous snake, and took a step back. A strange expression appeared on his pale face, as if angry and embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...that's too presumptuous." The nanny hurried over, took the girl's hand, apologized repeatedly, and at the same time reached out to touch the child's forehead, "Miss Daisy has a fever today, so she talks so nonsense Yes, I'm not usually so reckless... I'm really sorry." As she spoke, she pulled the girl up and led her into the school. "Aunt Rina, leave our umbrella to my brother—" the little girl walked a few steps, stopped again, raised her head and said to the nanny, "he's wet...he's cold." The nanny sighed: "Okay, miss." However, when the nanny named Reina returned after sending the child to school, she was surprised to see that the magnetic umbrella was still suspended in the air, while the boy under the umbrella had retreated into the rain, still standing silently. Standing like a statue.Facing the girl's surprised eyes and concerned inquiry, he turned his face coldly, with a lone wolf-like expression in his eyes. The next day, the fifteen-year-old fell ill with a high fever of forty degrees... However, when he gritted his teeth again and came to the school gate the next day, he saw a large number of troops appearing again—and the one who stood at the open gate to greet him was actually that uncle who was busy with everything, the military ruler of the empire . "Okay, since you insist so much, it's up to you—actually, there is no rush to join the army in the next two years, if you want to continue going to school, go to school." For some reason, the serious uncle had a rare smile on his face, He raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder, "Hey, everyone with the surname Phidias has such a bad temper..." More than ten years later, in a casual conversation, Marshal Bisha von Phidias, who had become the ruler of the empire, talked about this matter to Lieutenant General Kennan, and called it his "primary event in his life." A victory". With his uncle's promise, the boy finally sat in the classroom again and continued to study all the courses of the senior high school.Perhaps knowing that the opportunity was hard-won, in the remaining two years, he seized all the time to learn all kinds of knowledge, especially some social science theories—because he knew that once he entered the military academy, The opportunities to come into contact with these things will definitely be very few... He can no longer become an architect as he imagined before, but he will definitely become a professional soldier. One day many years later, I overheard someone commenting that if Marshal of the Empire hadn’t attended that useless middle school, the history of the entire galaxy would have been advanced by two years. Marshal Phidias, who has never been easily moved, sneered—— When he was only fifteen years old, he observed the future road with such a long-term perspective and insisted on his choice with such courage. I am afraid that those who study his life and history will suddenly realize it after his death. It was three months later that I saw that red-haired, ugly girl again. Reluctantly, the teenager followed his uncle to visit one of his old comrades in arms: Old General Oleto de Moore, the retired veteran who was once known as the "three carriages" of the Galactic Alliance Army with his uncle. soldier. General Moore's house is located in a green area, the front and back of the house are full of various flowers and trees, so lush and lush, it doesn't look like the residence of a warrior at all.He followed his uncle along the flower path, breathing in the fresh air all the way, listening to the singing of birds, he felt an unprecedented peace. "Daisy, don't cry! Stand outside the door!" However, as soon as he reached the door, he heard a stern shout—a typical soldier's rough scolding, just like his father scolded him back then.The boy's heart suddenly moved, and then he saw a little girl who was sobbing and driven out, standing barefoot on the cold stone floor, with several red, swollen and bruises on her body. She wiped her tears, her disheveled red hair blowing in the wind. Out of some strange psychology, when he walked past her, he finally couldn't help but stop and take a look at the child.However, the little girl was just sobbing, very quietly, afraid that her father would hear her.Seeing the young man staring into her eyes, she just sobbed politely: "Ah... hello brother, hello uncle!" The withdrawn teenager nodded silently - obviously, she no longer remembered herself in the rain. "Oletto, why are you beating Daisy again?" Uncle led him in, and said somewhat dissatisfied to a short soldier, who was concentrating on pruning a flower. "Who wants her to be so useless? She was beaten again today! I didn't dare to say when I was beaten, I just hid and cried, it really embarrassed me—" General Moore said while holding the tool in his hand. Putting it down, he sat down with his uncle, opened a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses, "Daisy, come here! Show uncle how ugly you are!" The red-haired girl whimpered, timidly came over, and stopped one meter in front of the table, her head bowed. Seeing it clearly this time, the boy gasped suddenly—the eight-year-old girl had scars all over her body, some were beaten, some were pinched out, and even a lock of her hair was torn off. Bloody sideburns were exposed. However, seeing the miserable situation of his little daughter, General Moore showed no intention of comforting and sympathizing with him. He suddenly slapped the table and said sharply, "Look up, Dai! Tell me, are you still my child? Are you the general's child?" ?!" "..." The girl was so frightened that she couldn't help crying. "Shut up! Don't cry!" General Moore became even more angry, and slammed the gun on the table again, "It's useless! Listen, take this gun! If those kids provoke you again, use my gun Kill them all!" "Woo..." The girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and took a step back, not daring to touch the loaded pistol. "It's useless! Why are you crying?" General Moore cursed angrily, slapping his little daughter with a slap.Daisy shivered in fright, and subconsciously hid behind the boy—he was taken aback, and at that moment, he felt a pair of warm and soft little hands grabbing the back of the military school uniform and hiding behind him. Before he had time to think, he resisted the urge to push her away, and protected her behind him, ready to bear the blow for her. However, the general's raised hand was held back by a friend next to him. "Oletto, forget it," Marshal Phidias sighed and persuaded, "Dess is only eight years old, you are too strict with her. Besides, girls are not like boys, so why force her to fight with guns? ——Your two sons are excellent, that's enough." "Hey," General Moore calmed down a little when talking about his two sons, "Yes, both Jack and Scott have been promoted to lieutenant colonel, so they are worthy." General Moore, the boy who came with his comrade-in-arms, looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled: "Edmond, this is the nephew you brought back a few days ago? ——It looks very promising!" He turned around and patted the boy on the shoulder with great force. He stood there without dodging, and endured silently—the little girl was still hiding behind him, clutching the hem of his shirt with her small hands, her whole body trembling slightly against his back, as if she regarded him as the only one to rely on. "This kid Bixia... Well, being good is indeed very good. It's just that his personality is too withdrawn, and he doesn't listen to anyone." The marshal's uncle glanced at the boy and sighed, "It's so stubborn that it makes people There's nothing you can do, kid!" "Aren't the men of the Phidias family always like this?" General Moore laughed and poured his wine. When the two soldiers began to drink and chat, the boy silently withdrew.The smell of spirits and cigarettes came from behind him, he frowned as if disgusted, and went back to the verdant trees outside the house alone, found a secluded corner and sat down in a daze.Suddenly, he felt that his back was caught by a tree.But when he turned around, he met a pair of bright and anxious eyes. "Brother..." The little red-haired girl timidly pulled the hem of his clothes and looked up at him. "What's the matter with you?" This time he was close at hand, he saw the scars on the girl's body more clearly, frowned, and blurted out involuntarily.However, immediately, he seemed to feel that his concern was a little too much for the person he met for the first time, so the proud young man quickly closed his mouth, turned his head away, and continued coldly: "It's fine if you don't want to say it." The shy and timid girl originally wanted to say something, but when she saw the other party's cold face, she choked on her words again.Pulling the hem of his clothes with both hands, he hesitated for a while, and only whispered: "Thank you." He didn't answer her words, just raised his face and looked at the blue sky, proud and silent. However, from that day on, the boy and his uncle became regular visitors to the garden cottage. She was still timid, hiding aside every time they visited, and hardly dared to speak out.She often had scars on her body, her eyes were always evasive and melancholy, she always seemed to be in patience and obedience-he wondered why he always noticed this, but pride prevented him from putting down his airs to ask. Until one day, he got an order from his uncle to deliver a box of top-quality cigars to General Moore.When passing by the green belt outside the community, he accidentally heard faint crying and laughing—the crying was so familiar that he stopped involuntarily. Looking through the dense hedges, he actually saw the little red-haired girl surrounded by a group of senior students, beating and kicking for pocket money.The thin child was powerless to resist, just huddled on the ground and cried, his hands tightly protecting the schoolbag in his arms - the boy stood outside hesitating for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and whistled, neatly took off the school badge, took off the Military school uniform outside. At the moment when the preparation was finished, he looked up and saw the group of senior children grabbing the little girl's red hair, trying to slap her in the face, threatening her to take out the money in the schoolbag—the red girl The little girl stared at the other party, not knowing whether it was fear or anger, her whole body trembled slightly. I don't know what he saw, but the young man's face suddenly changed, he climbed over the fence with one hand, rushed over, kicked the guy who took the lead in beating people away, and then held the little girl's arm with one hand. bag. "Who are you?!" The group of students were startled and angry, "What are you meddling in?" He didn't answer at all, just comforted the little girl in a low voice, stood up, knocked those students to the ground deftly within ten minutes, stomped on the other's head with his boots, and threatened in a low voice: "Listen! Go! Let me see you approaching Daisy in the future, and I will break the bridge of your noses! If you don’t believe me, try it!” The group of students who were five or six years older than Daisy fled in terror.He went back and picked up the school uniform, patted the blades of grass on it, then bent down, and helped the child with the bruised nose and swollen face. She was crying sadly while holding her schoolbag, her whole body trembling slightly, like a flustered chipmunk. "It's okay, don't cry." He hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and pressed her hand holding the schoolbag tightly, and gently took out something in the schoolbag, "Okay, let go of that gun...it's okay Yes. Put the gun down, Dai." The little red-haired girl trembled, and finally let go of her hand—under the cover of her schoolbag, there was a pistol with the safety on, emitting a cold metallic luster. "Hey, this is not something you should touch, put it down quickly." He lowered his head and broke away from her hand, and put the gun away, "This kind of thing is only used by men, and a little girl like you doesn't want it." Blended." Her little hand trembled violently in his palm, and finally couldn't suppress the helplessness and fear she had experienced for many years, she suddenly threw herself into the boy's arms with a wow, and burst into tears. As if taken aback by the other party's fierce reaction, the boy subconsciously wanted to back away, but she held on to the hem of his clothes tightly and couldn't move.He tried to comfort her clumsily, but he couldn't utter gentle words from his usual cold and hard mouth. He hesitated for a while, seeing that she was still crying, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient, and threatened in a low voice: "Wipe your tears quickly! Otherwise General Moore is going to scold you again." She trembled, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand indiscriminately, accidentally rubbed a grain of sand, and immediately burst into tears. "So stupid," the young man sighed, knelt down in front of her on one knee, cupped her face with both hands, brushed his disheveled red hair behind his ears, and brushed away her smudged hands, "Come on, don't mess around." Move—I'll help you get it out." The shade of the tree was deep, and the cicadas were silent at that moment, and the sunlight fell from the branches and leaves like fine gold, and fell on the handsome boy in the white shirt.He carefully held the little girl's face, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and leaned over to blow gently. The breath blowing in the corners of her eyes was so fresh that the little girl trembled with her eyes closed. "Next time, if they trouble you again, you can come and tell me," the young man said to the eight-year-old child in a soft voice, "You know, I can get full marks in the fighting class, and even ten of this level of trash will not be worth it." question." "No, Brother Bixia," the little girl whimpered and shook her head, "You, don't fight with them...the school will expel you." "Heh, since my uncle has allowed me to finish high school, who dares to expel me?—Okay," the boy sneered disdainfully, blew away the sand from her eyes, and pulled her up, "Come on, I'll see you off." Come home, Dai." "Yeah." She nodded and put her hand in his palm obediently. He picked up the military uniform and cigar in one hand, and took her with the other, walking towards the hut through the shade of the trees.Her eyes were red, and her cheeks were red, like a teary bunny. "Brother Bixia..." From that day on, the nine-year-old girl began to call him that. Every time the uncle and the old general chatted and drank, the withdrawn boy walked away without making a sound, while the little red-haired girl followed him closely, saying "Brother Bixia" one by one, completely ignoring the boy's expression. Indifferent and helpless, he just trotted behind like a little tail, trying to get close to him without saying anything. "Brother Bixia, let's talk, shall we?" Every time the boy fell into silence alone for a long time, the girl suggested with an innocent voice, breaking the deadlock—the crimson hair was as bright as the sky in Coppel, and the plain face was shy and excited He tried timidly, regardless of the helpless look in his eyes. However, miraculously, more than half a year later, the smile reappeared on the face of the young Phidias. He was no longer withdrawn and autistic—although he was as proud as ever, he was no longer in harmony with the surrounding environment. out of place. People around, including his uncle and General Moore, were amazed by the boy's change.However, no one knew what changed this proud and stubborn person—even the boy himself did not understand the real reason until decades later. "Marshal Bisha von Phidias is a great strategist and tactician, and he has a strong military romanticism, and he has an extremely idealistic tendency and a cleanliness in military morals." More than a hundred years Finally, a well-known historical critic wrote of the second Marshal of the Empire as follows: "The curious thing is—where did this quality come from? The Marshal came from an uncaring military family. In adulthood he was the ward of the equally stern old Marshal Phidias—in his upbringing he never formally came into contact with the softer elements." "However, this characteristic is definitely not innate. I personally think that during this period of time, the existence of the girl named Daisy de Molde has greatly influenced the marshal's gradually formed personality. , thus adding a soft element that he had never been exposed to before - this point, even the marshal himself didn't realize it, or didn't want to admit it at all. "However, it is undeniable that this influence was profound and huge, and it permeated his entire life at the age of thirty-four without knowing it." However, such a profound understanding only appeared after more than a hundred years-this kind of inference and guessing by the beholder has never been able to get any statement from the person concerned. In the six or seven years since then, the friendship between the boy and the girl has developed in a mediocre way.Soon, the boy entered the Disraeli Military Academy, and the girl also graduated from the elementary school and was admitted to the Yasi Girls' High School-they didn't know at the time that these short few years would be the most important moment in their lives. The brightest day in memory. This strange friendship between them has been developing in a mediocre way, the boy is still so proud, sometimes impatient, the girl is still so weak, sometimes a little coquettish - however, this relatively harmonious relationship is in the boy The year of entering the military academy at the age of seventeen came to an abrupt end. The reason for this has been impossible to verify. It was not until the 91st year of the cosmic calendar that Daisy's close friend at that time: Mrs. Aimee Montessey published a historical commentary in notebook style that caused a sensation in the entire galaxy: "Aimei Xiaozhao", which revealed part of the real situation of the year —— "On April 11, 27th year of the universe calendar, it was the eve of the seventeenth birthday of the young Phidias. He and Daisy came to the park called Dream of Green Island together for the last time. After Daisy took him to In front of the red lotus tree that was a birthday gift, when he smiled and said "Happy Birthday", the boy suddenly became inexplicably angry and turned away. Daisy couldn't keep up with his footsteps and fell to the ground. "As a result, the eleven-year-old girl got lost in the park that day and groped her way home until dawn. However, she was whipped again because she violated the family rule set by her father not to return late. From then on, the relationship between the two Inexplicably, their relationship turned into a stalemate. In the next five years, their relationship took a sharp turn for the worse, and they gradually became strangers. "Perhaps because of a long-term lack of love, I desperately longed to be valued. When I was studying at Imperial University, my red-haired friend ignored dissuasion and was easily deceived by a person who deliberately approached and used her--the man named 'Jay · Kendall's head of material circulation of the Economic Planning Agency, after committing the crime of embezzlement and stealing intelligence, successfully lured Daisy to elope with him. "—After all, with the surname 'Moore' and the influence of the old general in the empire, it is a good plan to use Dai as a talisman and hostage! "However, at that time, no one would have thought that this 'elopement' would lead to a great change in the history of the empire—the young man who was already a major general seized the fleeting opportunity and overthrew the government in one fell swoop with the support of young soldiers , and sat on the throne of marshal. The man who eloped with her was shot and killed by the major general at the airport. However, the young imperial soldier accidentally let go of his fiancée, and she fled the military empire and went into exile. Opposing regimes go up..." The various new statements in this article are written by Mrs. Montessey, who is a close friend of Daisy, based on Daisy’s dictation and the materials collected by herself in the past fifty years. That's all the dear Mrs. Montessey knew. Even Daisy herself didn't know that Phidias' sudden rage back then was not for other reasons, but because he overheard the private conversation between his uncle and General Moore, knowing that his uncle was going to order him to marry the girl when she became an adult. wife! The proud teenager was furious, and unreasonably directed his anger on the girl—that day, when she took him to the park, smiled and said "Happy Birthday" and pointed him to the tree that was a birthday present. At the moment when the saplings were in the red lotus tree, the young man's anger finally broke out completely, he suddenly pushed her away forcefully, turned around and left without hesitation. It took ten years to go there. Fourteen years later, until Daisy was blown into dust in space, he realized that he was just angry with himself—angry that he liked this ugly girl as his uncle wished! However, at that time, he was young and energetic, proud and rebellious, knowing that he could not openly defy his uncle, but he poured all his anger on that girl, taunted her with vicious words and then turned away——Since then, he has always been shy The introverted girl became a frightened deer, she didn't dare to talk to the boy anymore, and even looked at him evasively. It's a pity that the young man didn't pay attention to this change, or in other words, he didn't make any effort to make up for this rift—at that time, he had already entered the Disraeli Military Academy, the strictest in the entire empire, and received all-round elite education , Gradually be built into an excellent military strategist.A slew of new challenges kept him occupied. During the four years in the military academy, Bisha von Phidias gradually grew into a young and promising imperial officer. However, during such a long period of time, he only met Daisy three times, and did not speak more than ten times. sentence.He who was obsessed with military warfare didn't even notice that Daisy, who had gradually grown into a young girl, rarely called him "Brother Bixia" anymore. At the age of 21, the boy graduated from the Disraeli Military Academy with the first place, and set a four-year undefeated record in school, and immediately became a dazzling "Empire Star".At this time, all levels of the military had tacitly understood that this young officer had been trained by the marshal as his successor. On the day of the graduation ceremony, his uncle gave him a brand new uniform of imperial warriors.When he was changing the uniform of the military academy, Marshal Phidias glanced at his clothes, and said in a commanding tone: "Bisha, go to Moore's house in the evening, and give Daisy the second button on the graduation uniform— —You graduated, and it’s time to get engaged to her.” This ancient custom is used to make love between unmarried men and women. The young officer's eyes brightened for a moment, and he clenched his hands tightly.However, he didn't object aloud - he was no longer the fifteen years old that year.He already knew that as a soldier, he was not allowed to rebel against his orders. If he rebelled against his uncle, then his punishment would definitely not be just a shower like six years ago! At the age of 21, he has already understood the knack of survival and progress, and has also learned to endure. However, when the two were alone that night, the young imperial soldier turned his gaze away from the girl's earnest and shy eyes, and said coldly, "Don't think about it. I've already given that button to another woman." Now—if you are not satisfied, just go and sue my uncle!" After dropping these words, he walked away without looking back, with the pleasure of revenge in his heart.However, it was strange that the red-haired girl behind him didn't follow up!On the contrary, Phidias was a little surprised—since he was a child, when he walked away on his own, that person would always trot behind him, right? He even stopped and waited for a moment, but she still stood there without moving. The evening wind blew, and the wind brought her crying, very softly, as if she was afraid of being heard by others - she was already fifteen years old, and she was no longer a little girl who didn't know anything! As if some memories were awakened by the crying, Phidias' eyes softened, and he almost couldn't help turning around and walking towards her.However, as if afraid that he would succumb to this overwhelming weakness again, the soldier stopped for a while, and then walked away resolutely—only this time, he walked faster and more urgently, as if It's like trying to escape from something. ——At that time, no one knew that the distance between the two young men and women had inevitably opened up the first step since that night.Moreover, I can never get closer in my life. Three months later, Ensign Bisha von Phidias and Miss Daisy de Moore were secretly engaged. 那是军事帝国里举足轻重的一场高层联姻，然而却被安排得相当低调，出席订婚仪式的只有为数不多的几位帝国高级领导人。考虑到女方才只有十五岁，正式的婚礼被安排在六年以后，在此期间，男女双方各自工作与求学，等到黛丝完成大学学业后再正式举行婚礼。 如果说，在此之前两人的关系只是陷入僵局的话，那么在订婚之后则是完全降到了冰点。 年轻的军官被派到了最前线与太阳联邦作战、经受着血与火的洗礼，为自己在军队中的青云直上而努力。出于某种叛逆的心理，英俊的少将不断地传出各种绯闻，“帝国之星”的声名狼藉在军方内部早已人人皆知。私下里大家都半是讥讽半是羡慕地说，斐迪亚斯在情场上的“战绩”简直比战场上更加有过之而无不及。 这五年间，少女默默地读完了女子中学，然后顺着父亲的意思考入了帝国农业大学，攻读无人问津的园林系——光阴让她长大，然而丑小鸭始终未能成为白天鹅，她依旧平凡而不起眼，个性也更加地羞涩内向。 也许，连她自己也知道是高攀了帝国的少将，所以不敢奢求什么，也不敢主动去见他一次。甚至有一日，在看见未婚夫拥着美丽的女子进入夜总会时，她反而惊惧地立刻躲到了人行道的树后。等两个人进去后，自己看着自己朴素的校服和并不白皙的皮肤出神了很久。 然而她永远都不会知道，同一时刻，在夜总会九楼一个豪华包间的窗帘背后，她的未婚夫正注视着人行道树下的红发少女，不知为何左手杯中的红酒微微漾动。 “比夏哥哥，我们来说说话好不好？”十年前，那个怯生生的声音试探着问他，仿佛是鼓起了很大的勇气——然而十年后，居然再也没有人来打破两个人之间越积越厚的坚冰！ 她再也不勉强自己如同十年前一样，拼命努力地去跟上他的脚步；而骄傲的帝国少将，也始终不曾放慢脚步去等待任何人——两个人之间的距离，就在沉默中越拉越远。 那时候他们都太年轻。彼此都还不知道对方对于自己的重要，所以在选择未来的道路时丝毫没有考虑到对方的位置——特别是少年的斐迪亚斯，在他的心里，只怕是从来没有认真考虑过、黛丝对于自己来说，究竟是什么样意义上的存在吧？ 在很多方面看来，他们都不会是对等的、相配的伴侣。童年时，由于年纪的幼小，这样的差距还并没有真正地显露出来，然而随着光阴的流逝，那看似青梅竹马、牢不可破的感情却一步步开始了破裂——当然，他和她都没有努力地弥补过这个裂痕，反而好象是毫不关心似地看着它慢慢地扩大、蔓延！ 直到政变和逃亡以后，裂痕终于扩大为永远无法弥补的鸿沟，他和她终于彻底地走上了完全不同的道路，生命中从此不再有任何的交集。 他如愿以偿地成了掌权者，只手指挥着百万大军，为自己一个人的梦想在宇宙中战斗、冲锋；而当他在星星那一边战斗时，作为平民的她却辗转流亡于一个又一个星球，因为战火的蔓延不得不数度迁移住处。 当里斯顿－史安提战役结束后，作为元帅的斐迪亚斯在难民营里邂逅了少年时的伙伴——虽然时间才过去了三年，但是彼此的身份忽然间居然如此的悬殊：元帅与难民。至此，无论谁都以为两个人之间已经毫无联系。距离的拉大，终归还是毫无余地的斩断了两个少年伙伴之间、本来就很淡漠的关系。 但是所有人都错了，甚至连两个当事人自己也错了。 ——而错误的代价，就是少女在太空爆炸中一去不返的生命！ 他们两个都不知道，那根不知何时已经形成的联结彼此心灵的弦，并没有因为时空的远离而消失，只是开始随着距离的拉远而渐渐越绷越紧——紧得迟早有一天会铮然地绷断！ 他是这样的骄傲，不相信自己会爱上一个配不上自己的平凡女子；而他又是这样的叛逆，父辈对于婚姻的粗暴命令更是加深了他的排斥。他是不懂得怎样去爱的人，更不知道怎样表达；而她却是自卑而内向的女孩，从未奢望过那个光芒四射的年轻军人会把目光停留在自己身上，她一个人在银河里飘荡，飞燕草一样的生长着，卑微而温暖。 他们都忘记了。 ——忘记了多年前的那场大雨里，那个发着高烧的女孩是怎样握住了少年冰冷的手；忘记了多年前的那个夏日午后，那个读军校的少年曾经怎样挺身而出的保护了她；忘记了在遥远的过去，在战争和血火尚未侵入他们的世界里时，他们的生命本皆平凡，却无声地交织在一起。 他们都忘记了。 十几年后，当元帅在军事中界限上看见弥留中的少年伙伴时，当他终于当众把那颗十年前就应该给她的纽扣放在她手心时，一切都已经是太晚太晚了……当年骄傲的少年低下了高贵的头颅，然而迟来的告白已无力挽回那已将消逝的生命，那颗元帅军服上的金扣，对于垂死的少女来说、意义反而远远不如当年那颗军校制服上的有机扣子吧？ 他们毕竟就这样擦肩的错过了，再不能回头。 也许，当时唯一清楚地看到双方心底都存在的微妙感情的人，只有联盟的总督米格尔·海因。然而，由于立场的不同，他并没有伸出援手，反而出于利害关系利用了它，把它当作刺向元帅的匕首，孤注一掷地想挽回战场上的失败。 而少女的生命，就完完全全成了两大政权交锋中的牺牲品。 其实，就是连海因自己，又何尝明白自己内心真正的感受？一直用理性和责任来解释一切的总督，也是直至泪水不受控制滑落的瞬间，才明白无意中也是多么严重地伤害了自身吧？ 或许，两个人都是有些爱那个红发少女的，然而实际上他们却一起杀死了她。正是这两只推动历史进程的手把少女推向了死亡，让她的生命如同流星一般地划落在夜空……