I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

The mountain road was rugged, and the cart pulled by mules wobbled forward.

I leaned against several stacked bamboo baskets, with one leg drooping under the side of the car, and the lingering smell of rice balls coiled on the tip of my nose.

It was cold, but still a little rotten.

Shen Shiwei stood beside me, his face like gold paper.

Even though we wiped out all the Zhengao people just now, and killed the grass and trees like a fish, but when I killed him back to him, Shen Zhiwei still regained his strength.Even Lao Ye could see that there was something strange in him, and followed closely with one arm outstretched, not knowing whether to support him or not.

When Shen Zhiwei saw me secretly looking at him, his gaze was like a whip, and he lashed towards me ferociously like a whistling wind.I had no choice but to look away to see the Nationalist Army walking with the mule cart.

Shen Zhiwei defrauded the cause and effect from those officers with a few sentences.

It is said that Liu Datong has a Zeng military adviser under his command, who is a good political worker. Taking advantage of the New Year, he sent people to bring rice balls to the surrounding villages to spread meritorious deeds.

And that Huntian Xing is the nephew of Liu Datong, who was originally the leader of the three generals of the Nationalist Army, but for some reason had a quarrel with Liu Datong, and ran away with the team.Compared with Zeng Junshi, this IQ seems to be relatively low, and he will only let people tie up strong men.

Although they both feel that they are very different from each other in their hearts, in the eyes of the villagers, they are exactly the same-looking for bad luck during the Chinese New Year, and constantly hitting you.

Only then did the battle on the dam begin.

In the first battle just now, four or five of us were injured, but luckily no one was killed.The Baoguo Army and the Huntian Star Department were at odds with each other. Seeing that dozens of Master Zhengao's lives had been ruined, the common people did not dare to stay in the village, helping the old and the young, and fled to the mountains.However, a few young villagers really thought that Shen Shiwei and I were really serving the national army, so they were encouraged and followed.

The junior officers and Lao Ye smiled and invited us to meet Shangfeng.

Why ask Shen Zhiwei's opinion, even I don't want to have too much to do with the Nationalist Army.But he moved the wound, and he didn't know when the officers and soldiers would come to sweep it again. We didn't know the place well, so it was better to run with the Baoguo army.So he half-pushed and got into the mule cart, and sat with the rice ball as a distinguished guest.

The mountains in Tuonan are not as dangerous as Liuqi, nor as stretching as Gongbei, but they are as winding and dense as obscure poetry, and a few words can hide thousands of troops.

The Bao Guojun picked corners and corners, and after walking for an hour, they finally arrived at their camp.The camp was orderly, completely different from the half-soldier and half-bandit guerrillas I imagined.Everyone greeted us with a smile when we came back, as if everyone was a revolutionary comrade.

After a while the red-faced man came to invite me and Shen Zhiwei.

The two of us followed him into the main tent, and a young man greeted us, calling him a strong man, as if we had just killed the eye-catching and white-fronted tiger on Jingyang Ridge.

I looked at the young man carefully.He is no more than two years older than Shen Zhiwei and me. He is dressed as a scholar. Although his appearance is handsome and his conversation is gentle, but the people around him are very respectful, so he must be a high-ranking member of the Nationalist Army.

Sure enough, he clasped his fists and said, "My surname is Zeng and my name is Tie Feng. Do you want to know the names of the two strong men?"

Shen Zhiwei also bowed his hands and returned the gift: "Don't dare, my surname is Li, and I'm the third in the family. This is Liu..."

I was afraid that he would introduce me as Liu Maolu again, so I said in a hurry: "I am Liu Dehua. When I came here, I heard that the sergeants praised Zeng Junshi for his knowledge, so I must be Your Excellency?"

Zeng Tiefeng shook his head: "Sancuo is big, how can he be called a military adviser?" He looked at us with a smile.

No one likes to be stared at directly, but Zeng Tiefeng's eyes are full of admiration, and when he meets my eyes, he smiles brightly, showing no embarrassment at all, and he is a watertight person.If it had been different, Shen Shiwei would have had a wonderful hypocritical pushing hands with him, I just listened from the sidelines.But at this moment, Mr. Shen was so angry that he only answered one sentence out of three, but I took most of the rest.

Zeng Tiefeng first asked how we fought with the Zhengao people. I didn't see the whole picture, but he also listened with great interest when he talked about it.Then they probed into our bottom line, and saw that we had no intention of telling the truth, and we were quite upright, and didn't delve into it at all.We both declined several invitations from him to join the gang, and he still hosted a small banquet for us in the evening.

Since the two of us refused to join the gang, we naturally never asked about military affairs for the national army at the banquet, but Zeng Tiefeng did everything he could to tell others, starting from Liu Datong's heroic bloodline, he told a lot of truth and falsehood, even those who belonged to Tianxing The rebel also missed two sentences, and sang half a military song to us.

During this period, every time I looked at Shen Shiwei, I saw that the food in front of him hadn't moved, and the toast was also secretly scattered under the table, probably really uncomfortable.

After the banquet was over, Junshi Zeng allocated a tent for us to lean on the leeward rock.I huddled under the shag blanket, thinking there were hundreds of people standing guard outside, but I had the best sleep I've had in a while.

It's a pity that Shen Shiwei got in the way in the end.

He didn't know what time it was when he woke me up, and I was upset, nestled in the blanket and refused to get up: "Let's go now?"

Shen Zhiwei said: "Brother Qin really wants to report to the national army?"

I said, "Why bother? Leaving in the middle of the night without saying goodbye, it's like we've done something shameful."

Shen Shi sneered slightly: "When we get to Zhuoxiu, there will be no Li San and Andy Lau in this world, so who will see others?"

I heard him say the name of the Chief Executive of the Heavenly King in a serious manner, and I couldn't help laughing out loud, and my greed for the blanket disappeared.That's right, this guy and I just spent the last few days together. When we arrived at Zhuoxiu, we broke up and passed each other.

I got up: "Success. Li San and Andy Lau, let's go now!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the tent, Andy Lau regretted it.

It was snowing outside.

Fortunately, Tuonan's snow is thin. Come in the middle of the night and go in the morning, the earth can't hold it, and the next day can only leave the ground full of sad tears.But during the few hours I fell asleep, the snow covered my insteps.

The moon is hidden behind the black clouds, and you can't see your fingers.I just feel that the snowflakes are not falling from the sky, but hitting us in waves like waves.

I pulled up my collar and wrapped it around my mouth and nose, and said in a low voice, "You still have to go now?!"

Shen Zhiwei handed over a torch, and everything was unspoken.

I snatched it with my hands, but he couldn't hear it, and muttered and cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in the howling of the wind and snow.

There were a lot of night guard sergeants in the camp of the Bao Guojun, and we covered up, moved around and sneaked out from the side.I couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, all I had to do was to point out the direction with my deep sense, holding my stomach full of anger, I didn't care if there was a road or not, I waved a torch to clear the way ahead.

I can't feel the passage of time in the dark night, I don't know how long I have walked, and the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger.The cross wind carried the snow flakes, like a pack of wolves running, hitting our calf and biting us hard.

For some reason, in this foreign land in the snowy night mountain forest, what I can't get out of my mind is the story of Old Man Hai I heard when I was a child.But the sea old man on my back is called Leng, and his two bony long legs tightened around my neck, and he kept blowing cold air into my neck.

Followed by sleepiness, then tiredness, and finally more things rode on my back one by one.

I couldn't help asking: "How long will it be until dawn?"

After a long time, Shen Zhiwei's voice was heard from afar: "Soon."

Far away?

I turned around and saw that the light illuminating Shen Shiwei was more than ten meters away from me, and he was staggeringly stepping on my footprints.

I hesitated for a moment: "Are you okay?"

He didn't lift his head, and he said with care, "Go!" It didn't look like a gesture, but he really didn't have the energy to talk to me.

Should!

I sneered in my heart, and when the distance between him and me shortened a bit, Fang turned around and continued to move forward.

After walking another mile or two—maybe it was 200 meters—there was a dark opening in front of me. I suspected it was a cliff, so I held out a torch to illuminate it. Fortunately, I could still see the top of a clump of trees underneath. .Looking around again, I saw that this deep ditch didn't know the beginning and the end. It seemed that there was no way to go around, but to jump.

I complained: "Do you think what kind of broken roads are you referring to?" Seeing that Shen Zhiwei didn't answer, I said again: "I almost fell, if I die in this mountain..."

He still doesn't speak.

I turned my head away and shouted loudly: "I'm talking to you...!"

There was no one behind me.

The snow was blowing.

The torch can only illuminate the square inch of my foothold, and there is only darkness in the distance.

The darkness is infinite, as big as the ancient prehistoric times; and infinitely small, as small as a claustrophobic elevator.

In an instant, I had goosebumps all over my body.

I yelled loudly: "Shen Shiwei! Shen Shiwei!"

No one answered.

All I could hear was a hysterical shriek.I don't know if it's the wind, or the ghosts and ghosts in the mountains that I awakened.

I don't hesitate any longer, and run to the way I came.

Fortunately, after climbing two slopes back, I saw a mass of flames lying on the ground, jumping in fear and panting just like me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then cursed: "Shen Shiwei, you stopped and didn't tell me! I thought you were taken away by a ghost!"

As I got closer, I saw that the torch had fallen flat on the ground, melting the snow into a small pit, and the flames were fighting with the snow.

Shen Shiwei was lying on his stomach not far from the torch.

The heart that had just fallen back into my mouth suddenly rose into my throat again.Regardless of whether he deserved it or not, he knelt down on one knee beside him, and stuck the torch into the frozen iron-like soil.

I called again, but he kept silent, and hurriedly turned him over.

Under the firelight, I saw that Shen Shiwei's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were slightly frowned, and faint white mist was breathing out from his mouth, as if he was enduring some great pain.

I slapped him twice on the face, but he remained silent.I hurriedly tore off the tattered windcloak and wrapped it around him, and picked him up from the wet and cold ground.

Shen Shiwei lay limp in my arms, probably lost consciousness.I held his neck in one hand, usually this guy's neck is always straight and arrogant, but now his head can't help but tilt back.I tried my best to hug him tightly, but through the thick winter clothes on both of us, I don't know how much heat can be transferred to him?

The heart hides the spirit.At this moment, I was out of the mansion, my heart was out of control, and it was beating wildly, and even my head was filled with anxious bang bang bangs, which made me feel more and more calm.I saw that his face was covered with snow powder, but it didn't melt for a long time, as if his face was a lifeless stone, so I hurriedly pulled my sleeves to wipe it off for him.

Fortunately, this torment did not last too long, after a cup of tea, Shen Shi trembled slightly, and I hurriedly lowered my head.

Shen Zhiwei was opening his eyes, our eyes met, his eyes were full of exhaustion, he whispered: "How long have I been dizzy?"

I hurriedly said, "It's... not too long."

He said, "Help me up."

I refused to move my nest: "What's the rush? Take a rest."

He shook his head with difficulty, and I felt his hands groping the ground for strength, but in the end he couldn't support his body, so he had to ask me for help: "Help me up....Go on."

go on?He still wants to go on?I didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, but my tone was very calm: "Where are you going?"

Shen Shi was slightly startled, but still replied: "Return to Zhuoxiu." With three points of encouragement, he coaxed the children: "Zhuoxiu is coming soon."

I sneered and said, "Really? Hehe. Don't go."

There is only one place to go now.

I said: "I will take you back to the national army."

With a scoff, the torch that fell on the ground was finally extinguished by the erosion of snow water.

Shen Shiwei suddenly changed color, and shouted hoarsely.I don't know whether it was pain or anger, his voice changed, but it was so, and there was not much movement: "Qin Zhan! Why are you against me!"

He pulled up all his strength and grabbed me as a breastplate: "Why do you think I am so injured and have to go on the road?! After killing the Zhengao people, serving the national army is a friend? The ambition of serving the national army is not small, then Zeng Tiefeng Not in general! I said that the attackers were Han Chinese..."

I was too lazy to listen to his reasoning, so I raised my voice a little, and overwhelmed him: "Shen Shiwei! I don't care if the Nationalist Army is loyal or traitorous, but you can still drive with this ghostly appearance? It's almost like driving a corpse! Or do you want me? After setting you on fire, find a jar and put it back in Zhuoxiu?"

Seeing that I was about to stand up, Shen Zhiwei pulled down his hands that grabbed my skirt and said, "You can't go back!"

I broke his hand and laughed loudly: "I'm going back! If you don't agree with me, come and beat me?"

He was trembling with anger, and his voice sounded as if he wanted to eat my flesh and blood: "Qin Zhan!"

I tucked the windcloak around him, and dragged him up by hugging and mopping.Shen Shiwei thumped desperately, but after a while he became dizzy again, trembling all over, so he had to let me carry him on my back.

Fortunately, the traces we left when we came have not been covered, and the return journey is much faster than when we came.

Shen Zhiwei was still unwilling, and as soon as he regained his strength, he sternly threatened in my ear: "Qin Zhan, you are trying to kill us!"

I sneered: "Kill us? Shen Zhiwei, come on, don't you like to calculate? This time, let me do the calculation for you." While stepping over a fallen tree, "Let's continue walking, you probably If I die, I’m fine. It’s going to be different if I go back, if the Bao Guojun is not kind, we will die, but if the Bao Guojun is not a bad person, we can both save our lives.”

I turned my head and put it almost close to his face, so that he could understand: "Understood? You don't suffer at all. It's not that I want to kill us, I'm going to die with you!"

The author has something to say: there is a question raised by GN next door, I wonder if everyone in LJJ also has doubts.Post an answer here too.

[Ye Lu pot's "Lu pot"]

"lutetium pot" is a profession, hoop lutetium pot, lutetium pot maker.Ye Luguo has the same meaning as Zhang Carpenter, and it was set up in a reasonable way to let him carry the pot with him.

However, after a search on Baidu, it seems that "lutetium pot" is also called in modern times, or it is only in modern times that it is agreed to use the word "lutetium" to express the pronunciation of "LU" in spoken language. (Because Baidu also came up with a way to write it called "Guluguo". At first glance, I took the word "guo" as the word "disaster".

I don’t know if it’s a BUG, ​​but let’s treat it as a special place on this plane_(:з」∠)_