love bell

He is the man and wife he married into the door.

He was practicing sword again. He sat at the stone table in the forest and slowly made tea for him. The faint tea fragrance quietly spread into the air, and he could see through the rising water vapor.The man held a sword in his right hand, and the ice blue robe set off his tall and elegant figure, making him look extraordinarily chic and gentle.

"Yizhou—" He adjusted his breath, put down the sword in his hand, walked over to take the teacup, took a sip, and nodded, "Thank you."

He smiled: "It's time for dinner."

He looked at him, made a "please" gesture, and walked in front of him.

He looked at the back in front of him, remained silent, with a self-deprecating expression on the corner of his mouth, and quickly disappeared.

They have been married for three years, and they have always treated each other with respect, and Zhang Yizhou has always been polite to him.

For Tang Yan, Zhang Yizhou has no heart at all, no emotion, no, to be precise, no emotion of love.He is always as gentle and gentle as jade to people, he is the gentlest man in the world, he is the wishful husband of girls, and the confidant and friend of many people in the world.He is gentle and considerate, knowledgeable, proficient in swordsmanship and martial arts.He is an outstanding one among the rising stars in the rivers and lakes. He can do both for his friends and go through fire and water for his confidante.But so what, he won't love him, won't love him to marry—a male wife.

He won't love his husband and wife, yes, he won't love, not that he can't love, if he can't, he will give up, but he won't at all!Zhang Yizhou is very nice to Tang Yan, very nice, just like he is nice to everyone else, he never loses his temper, never said anything rude to him, always treats him equally well, treats everyone equally and is polite, treats everyone equally gentle.He had never stayed five meters away from him for three hours, and holding hands was even more impossible. ——It’s been three years, it’s not that he doesn’t understand, but he doesn’t regard him as a wife at all, as a person who spends his life with him. He doesn’t have the concept of love at all, so he never feels love—so he More ruthless than anyone.

But Tang Yan fell in love with him, fell in love with a person who doesn't know how to love, no, a person who has no concept of love.

Tang Yan recalled lightly that the Tang family had always had their eyes on the top, and would marry their only son to the Zhang family, so they looked up to him very, very much.It's just that they don't know that this martial arts rookie is actually an ordinary man.His gentleness is just nature; martial arts is talent; achievement is born.And his person—in fact, he is a good man who has not matured. Let's put it this way, he is a simple good man, but he is not a good husband.

"Tang Yan, tomorrow—I—" Zhang Yizhou walked out of the room slowly, with gentle eyes, and was about to say something to Tang Yan.

"I know, you—you're going out again, aren't you?" Tang Yan smiled lightly, he picked up a new brocade jacket, shook it, and folded it gently, "I'll pack and return your luggage for you. A piece of clothing, I brought it from the shop. Now that the weather is getting colder, you can take it with you when you go out, and you can use it for anything.” He also had another meaning, if he was injured or something, he would tear it up and use it as a bandage A strip of cloth is better than leaving it at home.

Zhang Yizhou nodded, he would never argue with Tang Yan, he would agree to whatever Tang Yan wanted.Tang Yan will arrange everything properly, perhaps, this is a model of the so-called "virtuous wife".

"Tang Yan, I'll go tomorrow—" He pondered for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Tang Yan was waiting for him to continue, but as usual, he didn't say anything.

"Is it dangerous?" Tang Yan asked while tidying up.

Zhang Yizhou was slightly taken aback: "You know?"

Tang Yan smiled faintly: "Because, you never tell me, if you don't think it's dangerous, you never tell me." He really never told Tang Yan where he went, so Tang Yan could only tell Tang Yan where he was going. After a long, long time, I vaguely heard other people say where he did some terrible things, or which friend he went to kill which robber; or which sect's conspiracy he exposed.

The strange thing is that Tang Yan has never even met his friends, and he doesn't understand anything. Is the him in the legend outside really the same person as the gentle man in front of him? Tang Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, it has been three years , he never knew the real him at all.He cannot intervene in his world.

"I'm going to help Qianjimen guard their sect's secret treasure, but Jin Lei is eyeing him. His martial arts are so strong that no one in the world can beat him. I—I'm going this time, I don't know if I can come back—" Zhang Yizhou said slowly .

Tang Yan had never heard such a long speech from him before, he was taken aback for a moment, then he frowned, and sighed slightly: "Since you are not sure, you--can you not go?" He smiled wryly in his heart, He thought of others wholeheartedly, but never thought of him.

"Don't go?" Zhang Yizhou frowned slightly, and looked at him strangely, "How can you not go? How can you have the heart to see Qianjimen being destroyed and the disciples' homes destroyed?"

Tang Yan originally didn't expect him to say what he wanted to hear, but what he said was really chilling, he forced a smile, he had nothing to say - what could he say?He only knew that someone would be sad when someone died, but he never thought about what he would do if he died, would he be sad?

Zhang Yizhou left at dawn.

Tang Yan watched him walk out of the courtyard and the gate. He remembered that before he entered the Zhang Mansion, he was also a child of an aristocratic family. Facing the depression in the courtyard and the gentle and ruthless attitude of that person, he also thought about leaving, but he was reluctant, afraid that he would miss it if he turned around.So three years here -- three years of waiting.

But Tang Yan was unwilling to wait now, just because that person went to a place where he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

Because he loves him, if he will die, then he will die with him, simple as that.

So when Zhang Yizhou left home in the afternoon, he set foot on the same road as him.

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