I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

In certain circumstances, I really like sophisticated people.

When I turned back, I was very anxious. I wanted to sneak back to the tent, but when I approached the door, I alarmed the sentry.When Zeng Tiefeng saw the distinguished guest Kui Ye fleeing and coming back in a state of embarrassment, he didn't laugh at all, and even managed to keep his surprise within the range of not being too embarrassing.Although I have a thick skin, I couldn't help but burst into tears of gratitude. If I didn't already have a club, I might as well have voted for the Nationalist Army.

Zeng Tiefeng also gave up his big tent to Shen Zhiwei, and called a military doctor to feel his pulse. Although the barefoot doctor didn't see any tricks, he also expressed his affection.

After I settled down with Uncle Shen, I went back to the small tent just now.The snow still hasn't stopped, and there are a few strings of footprints, new and old, on the snow in front of the door, like black threads on white cloth.I think about this ordeal like a funny dream.

Is it just that there are too many footprints?

I knelt down to look.Except for Shen Shiwei and I who went back and forth, the sentry just now, and Zeng Tiefeng who came to see us, there were other people who came.

Then again, why are there sentries at the door of our tent?

If Zeng Tiefeng sent someone to watch us at the beginning, he would still have a regular layout, but after this 300 tael round trip here, he might have felt alert hair all over his body.

Anyway, don't want to sleep anymore, I went into the tent and touched it, but fortunately the simple knife that I couldn't return in time was still there, so I took off the handle, tucked the head of the knife around my waist, and went back to Shen Zhiwei's tent.

The charcoal fire in the big tent is extremely warm, and the most enviable thing is that there is a bed. Over the past few months, I have almost forgotten what it is like to sleep on the bed.

I vaguely remembered where the oil lamp was, fumbled to light it, and placed it on Shen Shiwei's bedside.

Just now I was busy playing Tai Chi with Zeng Tiefeng, so I dismissed Shen Shiwei as a burden and threw it on the bed.Only now did I realize that his coat and the ice slag and snowflakes on my windbreaker cloak had melted into water, soaking the bedding, so I hurriedly peeled it off for him, and took off my boots by the way.

I pulled the quilt for Shen Shiwei, then I dragged a stool and sat down beside the bed, with the long knife across my lap.

At this moment, Shen Zhiwei fell into a lethargic sleep again, he didn't even hum when I was tossing about just now.I couldn't help poking his forehead, I felt it was burning.I only know that the fever is caused by the white blood cells fighting the infection desperately, and I don't know if the fever is better than his corpse-like virtue just now.

Even though he was so embarrassed, Shen Shiwei still looked good.

His cheeks were flushed red, which made his face like a crown jade, and his flying sword eyebrows were as black as ink.

His lips are particularly unique, the lower lip is thicker than the upper lip, and the corners of the lips are slightly upturned. It is impossible to tell whether it is affectionate, arrogant, or a sneer.Unlike the oriental people, it is the lip shape of the legendary vampire in my world.At this moment, his lips were slightly parted, as red as if he had sipped virgin blood in the high fever.

If it was a girl guarding his bedside at this moment, I'm afraid he would not be able to hold back the kiss long ago.

I was about to sit up straight, but I saw him suddenly frown, his lips moved, and he muttered something.

I bent down, and after a long time, I heard him call out in a low voice: "...Father."

Eh!Smash it!

I leaned forward and backward, and even the long knife on my knee fell to the ground.Wiping away the tears from laughter, I patted his face, and said earnestly: "Son, why don't you worry so much about your dead child? You have to be stubborn when you are dying. Are you happy to make it like this? Are you happy?" See how other people's brother Qin is doing good? Perseverance, courage, wisdom and courage, the most important thing is all-round development, among other things, his English has passed CET-[-], can you do it?"

I stopped to think about what else I could learn from him, and looked at the pitch-dark roof of the camp for a long time.Not knowing what kind of nightmare Shen Zhiwei was having, he groaned twice more in disgust.

I thought he was calling daddy again, and responded happily, and continued to teach: "Son, Guibao's geomantic omen is not good, and there are so many villains. To survive in this world, do you really have to do what you said?" ? But in order not to be tricked, you have to treat everyone as a villain, won't it be too tiring?"

Maybe it was because I laughed for too long, and I felt that my smile was a bit bitter: "But no matter how many villains there are, you, Senior Brother Qin, can swear to Chairman Mao that he has never cheated on you. If you want to treat him as a friend, why bother?" It's so heartbreaking. If you don't treat him as a friend, why bother to save him again and again. Son, what do you mean, just give me a refreshment if you are a man!"

Shen Zhiwei shouted: "Qin Zhan!"

I was so scared that I almost turned over from the chair, and even the knife fell to the ground.

Shen Shiwei's death was still there, I shook for a few seconds, and saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so I calmed down: "Junior Brother Shen?"

By candlelight, I saw that Shen Shiwei's eyes were still closed, and I realized that he was still talking nonsense, and then I caught the souls that escaped from the seven orifices one by one in fright.

Shen Zhiwei yelled again: "I can't go back! Go to Zhuoxiu!"

It turned out that he was still competing with me in the dream.

I bent down and picked up the long knife that had just slipped down: "It's late. Not only are you back, but you are still lying on the bed of Mr. Ren Zeng. What's the matter?"

Shen Zhiwei frowned, his face full of indescribable confusion.

He was almost muttering: "...Why do you want to die with me?"

I opened my mouth to answer.But I didn't know what to say, the joyous atmosphere just now suddenly disappeared.

From the first day I met Shen Shiwei, this fellow laughed at me, shunned me, beat me up with martial arts, and the most unforgivable thing was to rob me of my sister.Although I am not less disgusted with him, but obviously he is more wicked.Thinking about it carefully, the two of us are not friends, and it is not wrong to say that we are enemies.If I don't take advantage of your illness to kill you, I'm already extremely open-minded.

Yes, why should I accompany you to die?

It's just that when I hugged Shen Shiwei in the snow, I just felt that as long as I could save his life, I would go all the way.

I stood up suddenly, still forgetting the long knife on my lap, and fell to the ground again with a clang.

Distraught, I dragged the stool all the way to the door of the big tent, leaned the knife on the leg of the stool, and sat down with my chest folded, not bothering to listen to his nonsense anymore.

I don't know when I was confused.In the morning Zeng Tiefeng sent a sergeant to deliver meals to Shen Shiwei, but unexpectedly there was a guard sitting at the door of the tent, he tripped over my leg when he opened the door and came in, and I just woke up.

From the crack in the tent door, I could see that the sky outside had turned pale.

What Zeng Tiefeng sent was a bowl of fragrant meat porridge, and he was really considerate.I sent the sergeant away, and then went to the bedside to look at Shen Shiwei.

People who practice martial arts have a good foundation after all.Shen Shiwei looked like he was dying last night, but he recovered a lot after being covered in a warm blanket for a few hours, at least he looks like a living person now.I touched his face and felt that most of the fever had subsided.

In case he burned his brains to a pulp, I decided to wake him up anyway.If he couldn't wake up, he would have to take him to the doctor today no matter what.

Fortunately, after shouting a few times, Shen Shiwei finally opened his eyes and looked at me in a daze.But when he looked around at the surrounding furnishings, the familiar fierce light returned to his eyes, and he said bitterly: "Senior Brother Qin is back after all."

I said: "Didn't Junior Brother Shen come back too? Is it fun in the Palace of the King of the Underworld?" As I walked to the table, I filled a bowl of porridge.

He struggled to get his upper body up and leaned against the head of the bed. I brought the porridge to the side of the bed and put it in his hand: "I didn't offer you some blood food while you were down here. Would you like to eat some rice milk that is still yang?"

Shen Zhiwei didn't eat a grain of rice for a whole day and night, and he was afraid that he would be extremely hungry, so he didn't bother to retort, he picked up the bowl and put it to his mouth, but his hands shook like he was sifting chaff.He tried several times, but the porridge bowl still couldn't reach his lips, so he finally put it down.

I saw that his hands holding the bowl were not only shaking, but the knuckles were turning white. I was afraid that he would fall to the ground in anger the next moment.Sighing: "Your hands are shaking. How about I..."

Before I finished speaking, I quickly shut up.

If I say the words "I feed you", I'm afraid the bowl will fall on my face.

I took the porridge bowl away from Shen Shiwei's hand and put it aside: "Okay, let's drink it after you stop shivering later."

I was speechless for a moment.

Shen Shiwei spread his fingers and combed through his hair, probably suffering from a severe headache.Suddenly he found something and said in surprise: "Who took off my clothes? Someone who served the national army?"

Seeing that he suddenly looked like a big girl, I couldn't help being happy: "Why? I took it off. The fat water didn't flow out into the fields."

Seeing that he hastily put his hand into his bosom, groped for a while, and took out a yellow silk bag, he was relieved.

I almost forgot that he had such a baby on him.

Shen Shiwei put the cloth bag back into his arms.Turning his head towards me, his voice softened a lot, full of confusion, and seemed to be mixed with a hint of joy: "You didn't move?"

I don't know why: "Move? Why do you want to move?"

But suddenly understood.

Rather than being annoyed, I wanted to laugh out loud.

Shen Zhiwei is really stupid, and I am not much better.

I said: "So that's the case. Just for this?"

Shen Zhiwei didn't answer.

I stared into his eyes and said, "This is why Junior Brother Shen is guarding against me? This is why you almost lost your life and refused to return to the national army?"

He still didn't answer.This time his silence was not the highest level of contempt as usual, but he was really speechless when I asked him.

Not only to talk to him again, I simply don't want to stay under the same ceiling with Shen Zhiwei anymore.

I turned and walked away.

Shen Zhi was slightly startled, and shouted behind me: "Qin Zhan, wait!"

wait for your sister!I'm still making strides.

But he heard the creaking sound of the bed and chair behind him, the sound was difficult and dangerous, and the legs of the bed scratched the muddy floor making strange noises that made the skin crawl.What is he going to do again?I couldn't help but stop, and even though I slapped myself repeatedly in my mind, I turned my head back.

Shen Shiwei actually struggled to get out of bed.

He probably didn't expect that I was willing to turn around, half of my body was already protruding out of the bed, and he was stunned for a moment.

We both looked at each other, but he came to his senses first and hurriedly said, "Don't go!"

I shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

Shen Shi lowered his eyes slightly, his breathing was disordered, and it took him a long time to raise his head.

He actually showed me a smiling face, his expression was very complicated and not good-looking at all: "I, I want to drink porridge."

I said, "Drink!"

He took a long breath, as if he had made some major life decision, and said, "...Hand shaking."

Volume Four: The East Wants to Know