Chapter 222: Interstellar Deserted Star Farm Woman 29

Chapter 222 -218: Interstellar Deserted Star Farm Woman 29

With that, Dai Lixing reopened the livestream. This time, he logged in with his own account.

Without a word, he sent 100 gifts.

He picked only the most expensive ones, ensuring he would dominate the screen.

Sure enough, the moment his account appeared on Ji Xiaosong’s stream, the entire Star Network was sent into an uproar.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments. No one could believe their eyes.

“Warning! Abnormal login detected for the Marshal’s account! If his account was hacked, this would be a universe-wide headline!”

“Quick, take a screenshot! The Marshal’s first-ever activity on his personal account is on a farmer’s stream?!”

“How on earth does the Marshal make payments faster than a Star Destroyer Cannon can charge?”

“So generous! The Marshal is so generous!!!”

“Didn’t Attendant Officer Xiao Li send the streamer a bunch of gifts today, too? Not everyone gets an Attendant Officer.”

“So, are you all saying that Attendant Officer is *the* Marshal’s Attendant Officer?”

“To the commenter above, I think your guess is probably right.”

Ji Xiaosong wasn’t blind. Of course she saw Dai Lixing suddenly shower her with so many gifts.

She felt a pang of confusion. ‘Did Dai Lixing remember something?’

‘Impossible.’ She knew her own calligraphy very well; someone like Dai Lixing, who had no special training, shouldn’t have been able to recover his memories.

‘So why exactly is he doing this?’

“Streamer, please check your private messages.”

Dai Lixing sent the message while continuing to send gifts.

Ji Xiaosong opened her private messages and read, “I’ve arrived at Wa Star, but you’ve set up a barrier, so I can’t get in. Please take it down and let me see you.”

It wasn’t exactly surprising for the top donor to want to meet the streamer.

“What do you want?”

Ji Xiaosong replied coldly. For a moment, Dai Lixing didn’t know what to say.

‘Should he demand to know if her son was his?’

‘Based only on a resemblance and some transfer records?’

‘That’s too much of a stretch.’

‘What if Ji Xiaosong got upset and just blocked him?’

The ever-decisive and imposing interstellar marshal was, at this moment, completely at a loss.

Dai Lixing’s fingertips hovered over the light screen. He swallowed hard before sending a voice message: “Please allow me to explain.”

After sending the voice message, he immediately retracted it.

“You may have heard that the interstellar fleet deals with three hundred cases of clone fraud a year. I’ve watched your streams and have never seen any of your family, so I was wondering if you might need protection.”

The floating window reflected the Marshal’s tense jawline. A holographic projection unfurled a star chart behind him, the empire’s territory flickering like dust between his fingers.

But at this moment, this ruler who controlled the Twelve Star Systems curled his fingers, deleting and rewriting the second half of his sentence:

“Of course, that’s just an excuse. The real reason is…”

But he didn’t dare continue.

‘How could he convince Ji Xiaosong of something he himself found absurd?’

“What is it you’re trying to say?”

Ji Xiaosong watched as he sent and retracted his messages, and she let out a soft laugh.

“I want to see you.”

The voice message bubble bobbed in the chat window, but the “read” receipt remained stubbornly dark.

Dai Lixing suddenly tugged at his collar, sending another message using honorifics he had never once used in the military:

“If you permit, I can activate a holographic projection so you may confirm my identity. Or… or perhaps you would prefer cash gifts?”

Ji Xiaosong didn’t reply, so Dai Lixing sent her ten more of the most expensive gifts.

Now Ji Xiaosong saw his message. She thought for only a few seconds before agreeing.

“Give me a minute. I need to end the stream.”

After ending her conversation with Dai Lixing, Ji Xiaosong said goodbye to her viewers and ended the stream.

“Rongrong, how do you think he found me?”

Ji Xiaosong was puzzled. Hadn’t she completely erased all of Dai Lixing’s memories of her? How did he still manage to find his way here?

‘And judging by his tone, he didn’t sound like a man in a position of power should.’

If Rongrong had eyes, it would have rolled them.

“He transferred so many Star Coins to you before, and he’s the one who set up your Star Network account. It was only a matter of time before he found you.”

As for why Dai Lixing hadn’t found Ji Xiaosong in the past dozen or so months, he was likely busy with that whole genetic equality initiative.

Dai Lixing was extremely busy trying to give everyone access to genetic optimization, which is why he hadn’t had time to spare for Ji Xiaosong.

With a sigh of resignation, Ji Xiaosong lowered the Barrier.

The instant the Barrier receded, the full view of Wa Star unfolded before him.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he entered Wa Star.

Dai Lixing burst through the Teleportation Gate without even wearing a protective suit, his military boots crushing moss that had lain undisturbed at Wa Star’s arrival point for three hundred years.

The wisteria hanging over the wooden house’s courtyard wall suddenly came to life, its branches whipping at the Marshal Badge on his military uniform.

Dai Lixing froze, not daring to move, letting the poisonous thorns scrape against the golden thread of his uniform’s embroidery.

Only after realizing the flowering vines were merely brushing away the Starship fuel clinging to his pauldrons did he swallow hard and finally dare to take a step.

His military boots sank into the soft loam, and the shadows of the wisteria blossoms fractured into dappled light across his pauldrons.

As he rounded a wooden fence laden with gourds, his breath caught, seized by a light, sweet fragrance.

Ji Xiaosong was on her tiptoes, picking Purple Pearl Fruit from a grape arbor, her loose Ruqun lifted into an arc by the evening wind.

The motion was like a key being suddenly thrust into the keyhole of his memory.

His pupils contracted violently, and a low, hoarse “Song Song” escaped his throat uncontrollably.

Ji Xiaosong’s fingertips trembled, and a ripe, round fruit tumbled down her collar.

As she turned, the evening glow swept across her brow, and the Hibiscus flower tucked in her hair was dotted with dewdrops.

“My, the Marshal himself gracing my humble abode,”

She slowly swung the bamboo basket in her hand, juice from the picked fruit dripping between her fingers onto the bluestone path. “Are you here to inspect the agricultural robots?”

Ji Xiaosong wanted to probe him, to see if he remembered what had happened between them. But from the look in his eyes, it seemed he didn’t.

At that moment, Dai Lixing’s throat worked, his gaze fixed on her juice-stained fingertips.

He had seen countless beauties across the star systems, but never had he encountered a being so vibrant.

It was as if she had kneaded the entire spring of Old Earth into her very blood and bones.

“Not at all. I just… find that your eyes…” he began abruptly, his voice raspier than a warp drive powering down, “…they remind me of Moonlight Lake, from my homeworld.”

Ji Xiaosong raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t the Marshal’s homeworld the Main Star?”

Dai Lixing suddenly realized his slip of the tongue and hastily averted his gaze, only for it to land on Ji Sui’an beside her.

The small child made his heart skip a beat, and it felt as if something was sprouting from deep within his chest.

“I…”

He suddenly dropped to one knee, the medals on his military uniform flashing with a clumsy light in the twilight.

“I beg you to let me stay on this planet. Even if… even if I have to do the work of an agricultural robot.”

Ji Xiaosong watched as the tips of his ears gradually turned red, and she suddenly remembered something Rongrong had said: When a male creature falls in love, his IQ drops by about three star systems.