After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

Xiao Qinghe had a dream, a very long dream.

He dreamed that he fell in love with a man, that man was magnificent, and his gestures were full of elegance, there was a bright mole on the tip of his left eyebrow, which looked like a ruby ​​inlaid on black jade.

As soon as he fell in love with that man, he pestered him with a stern face. Coincidentally, the man loved him too. He went swimming with him in the lake, climbed mountains together, and joined the army together. He taught him to hunt rabbits. In the snow, he named the little rabbit Xiaobai, and by the lake, he renamed the mandarin ducks Wild Goose, and pestered him to promise to plant Baili pear blossoms for himself.

He grew up in a honey pot since he was a child, but he felt that being with a man was much sweeter than soaking in a honey pot. Later, they were not in the same army, and the man was not even in the army.

Where did that person go?He searched for a long time in panic, and finally found the man. He stood in front of him in a bright red wedding dress, smiled softly, and said to him with a beam of joy on his face: "Qinghe, I'm getting married, don't you want to marry me?" are you happy?"

Happy, happy, hahaha, Xiao Qing is like a madman, laughing wantonly, of course he is happy, seeing his sweetheart get married with others, and I want to wish him an early son, full of children and grandchildren, how can he be unhappy? !

His chest hurt so much that he could hardly breathe. He clutched the skirt of his chest tightly, bent down slowly, panting heavily, as if this would relieve the pain.

But the man turned around and left, ignoring him, only leaving him with a bright red back.

Xiao Qinghe stood up and fell down again, and finally crawled forward with both hands and feet to catch up. When he was about to catch up with the red figure, he disappeared.

I don't know how many years later, the man brought a pair of children to come to him. The pair of little dolls carved in powder and jade are really pretty.

The girl raised her head and asked the man, "Father, who is he?"

The man was still wearing a red dress, as if he was not tired of wearing wedding clothes, and said: "He! Father doesn't know, you can ask him yourself, okay?"

"Who are you?" The little girl came over, looked at him curiously and asked.

Seeing this, the little boy also surrounded him, and opened his mouth to ask, "That's right! Who are you?"

Xiao Qinghe felt as if he was in a hole in the ice, and felt chills all over his body. In an instant, the sky and the earth were spinning, and there was a lot of noise in his head. It was really noisy, but he really couldn't hear what the sound was. Repeatedly asking: "Who are you?"

He suddenly panicked, who is he!

In the dream he was trembling with fright, this is a dream!This must be a dream!Struggling wildly, he suddenly opened his eyes!

Looking at this completely unfamiliar place in front of him, he closed his eyes again.

After a while, he felt someone gently touching his face, and he was startled, and opened his eyes.

"Don't cry." The person in front of him is clad in black iron armor, cold and hard, with a pair of eyes as deep as the sea revealing a foreign aura. At this moment, there are indescribable complex emotions in these eyes: sympathy, pity, helplessness, and Xiao Qinghe couldn't understand anything else.

Bai Xingjian?

"I..." He blinked his tired eyes, his hoarse throat was on fire, and asked in a broken voice, "Where is this?"

The tears on his face didn't seem to be wiped clean, and he felt itchy, so he rubbed the back of his hand. In an instant, intense pain came from the left half of his cheek!

Bai Xingjian grabbed his hand and said, "Don't move! You have medicine on your face!"

Ho!Is it still disfigured...

Bai Xingjian brought a bowl of water, fed him some water with a spoon while lying down, and then quietly answered his question: "This is the Nanhu military camp."

The water flowed in, relieving some of the burning sensation, Xiao Qinghe had a sore throat, but his brain was not stupid, and he didn't ask him why he was here, and he understood after a little thought.

Bai Xingjian should be from Nanhu, and he was able to bring people back to the army for resettlement. It seems that the rank in the army camp is not low.

"you……"

He still wanted to say something, but Bai Xingjian patted him on the shoulder and interrupted, saying: "Your throat is hurt by the smoke, so it's not appropriate to talk too much for now."

Xiao Qinghe opened his mouth again, mouthed lightly, and said two words: "Thank you."

Bai Xingjian was startled when he saw it, and there was a flash of dodge in his eyes as deep as the sea, he turned his face sideways as if he didn't dare to look at him, and said uncomfortably: "Well, you have a good rest."

After saying this, he got up and walked out, walking hurriedly, as if fleeing.

Xiao Qinghe has been a smug person since he was a child, he didn't think much about it, he just wanted to find a bronze mirror to see what his face looked like, but he didn't have the energy to get up, he was very tired, his head There was chaos inside, and there was no pain anywhere in his body. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

When he finally woke up from enough sleep, the person beside him was still Bai Xingjian, but this time he didn't wear armor, and replaced it with the plain clothes he usually wore when telling fortunes.

His mind finally cleared up, he is not dead, what about Zong Zhengchi?Where's old man Qin?how are theyHe didn't know who to ask these questions, and he didn't know who could answer him.

"Find me a bronze mirror." Xiao Qinghe said calmly.

"Qinghe..." Bai Xingjian's voice was almost pleading.

"I said find me a bronze mirror!" Xiao Qinghe roared in a rough voice.

In the military camp full of yang energy, where to find the bronze mirror, Bai Xingjian brought a basin of water and put it in front of him.

Xiao Qinghe leaned closer, the gently swaying water surface gradually calmed down, and a broken face was reflected in the water surface.

The hideous scar was covered with dark green medicine, making this face even more disgusting.

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Take it away."

He stopped crying.

Afterwards, Bai Xingjian came back to sit by his bed every day, chatting with him, sometimes bragging about how good her paintings were, and saying that she would give him a painting some other day, and sometimes saying that the snow outside had melted and there were birds. son called.

This made Xiao Qinghe gradually let go of his guard, feeling as if he had returned to the carefree days in the past, and more or less regained some sense of security.

His tired body and tense nerves were relaxed, and he recovered much faster. The large and small deep and shallow skin traumas on his body had almost recovered.

There is no way to get the lost arm back, and the limped leg can never be repaired.

Today, Bai Xingjian came to feed him porridge again, and he had only drank a big bowl of medicine half an hour ago, how could he have porridge in his stomach?

"Ah, open your mouth." Bai Xingjian put the spoon near his mouth and blew, then pressed it against his lips.

Xiao Qinghe frowned, and refused to open his mouth. At this time, his mouth was full of the smell of medicine, and he had no interest in the bland porridge.

"Be obedient," Bai Xingjian seemed to have endless patience, "just take a few bites, come."

Xiao Qinghe pursed his lips that had regained some blood, and turned his face away, but refused to take a bite.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Bai Xingjian put down the bowl and spoon he was holding, his voice was still so gentle that water could be squeezed out, "Tell me, okay? What's wrong?"

Xiao Qinghe hadn't opened his mouth for several days. He knew that his throat had been ruined by the thick smoke. He used to love to listen to operas, and would sing a few lines when he was interested, but now he doesn't even want to speak.

Under Bai Xingjian's patient persuasion, he finally had the idea to speak.

"Porridge..." Xiao Qinghe opened his mouth with difficulty, with a rare grievance in his voice, "It's not delicious."

Bai Xingjian was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Be good, today's porridge will become delicious."

Xiao Qinghe turned his head with his mouth pursed, looking at Bai Xingjian with a pair of bright eyes, as if he was considering whether to take a sip.

"Come on," Bai Xingjian held up the bowl and spoon again, and bewitched, "Take a bite and try."

Xiao Qinghe opened his mouth in doubt, and let him feed that mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

He took a sip, and his eyes lit up instantly.

It was sweet.

Seeing him like this, Bai Xingjian unknowingly had a smile on his mouth, took advantage of the victory and chased after him, and finished the bowl of sweet porridge one bite at a time.

After finishing the porridge, Xiao Qinghe stared blankly ahead, not knowing what he was thinking, and stopped talking.

"Do you want to go out for a walk today?" Bai Xingjian suggested, "Staying in bed all the time, are you bored?"

Xiao Qinghe nodded and said, "Okay."

Bai Xingjian was really kind to him, he thought so.

Bai Xingjian lifted him up from the bed lightly, as carefully as if holding a piece of exquisite porcelain, for fear that it would break if he was not careful.

In contrast, Xiao Qinghe was much more generous, and the wounds on his body had begun to scab. He put his remaining arm on Bai Xingjian's neck, put his weight on the good leg, He limped out with him.

In the first month of the lunar year, spring is coming, and the sunshine in early spring has no temperature, and it does not feel scorching hot when it shines on people, but it can dissipate the rot.

Seeing the first ray of sunshine, Xiao Qinghe squinted his eyes comfortably, and said to Bai Xingjian: "Hey, Xiaobai, the sun is out."

Bai Xingjian rolled her eyes with a smile, and easily accepted the title, "Well, the sky is sunny, is it warm?"

Xiao Qinghe looked like a cat that couldn't wake up lazily. He felt weak all over, so he simply put his body weight on Bai Xingjian and used him as a crutch.

"Go over there and have a look. I heard voices. Is your Nanhu army training?" From the time he opened his eyes to now, he has never seen anyone except the common people, but he wants to see Nanhu. training ground.

Bai Xingjian froze when he heard the words, pondered for a while, and said: "Your leg injury has not healed yet, don't go too far, I will show you around."

Xiao Qinghe didn't doubt that he was there, he just thought that he was afraid that he would be tired, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

After walking with him for a while, Bai Xingjian sent him back to the camp, and then went to work by herself.

These days, Bai Xingjian slept very late. He went to the forest to cut a piece of wood, and every day he took it out and repaired it with a dagger. , Finally found the person who carried the needle and thread in the army.

"There are not many men who can be popular with women." Bai Xingjian joked a few words.

The little soldier blushed instantly, handed the thread in his hand to Bai Xingjian, and said embarrassingly: "The general was born in a poor family, and his mother passed away early, so he had to mend clothes by himself."

Bai Xingjian took the thread and went to talk with Xiao Qinghe as usual.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2019-06-0221:22:55~2020-02-2812:48:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Wang Xiaobei is a good one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!