Twilight War

08

It was already afternoon when Zichen woke up again, his body had been cleaned and his wounds were well bandaged.

On the bedside table are warm milk, porridge, bread, bacon, and carefully sliced ​​fried eggs, all of which are placed in an incubator.

Zichen remembered that this kind of incubator is generally only used to store precious metals that require extremely high temperature. If Weir knew that this kind of incubator was used to keep breakfast, he would probably kill him immediately.

The variety of breakfast styles was scary, but Zichen now felt that he had no strength to move at all, and his whole body hurt like being crushed if he moved casually.

He closed his eyes trying to get himself back to sleep.

However, he could only stare blankly at the white ceiling, feeling empty.

Everything that happened last night seemed to be taken out of his mind, and everything was blank.

Hearing the sound of the key turning the lock, Zichen quickly closed his eyes.

The door was slowly opened, and Wischpel took off his white military jacket. He glanced at the teenager who was still asleep on the bed, and then put away the completely untouched food on the table.

After a while he reappeared hot porridge and fried eggs from the kitchen, and he put the things back on the table.

When he got up, he looked up at Zichen who was still asleep, his long eyelashes quivered like pale golden butterfly wings, and his pupils were as cold as the bottom of a lake.

He leaned against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest, and he just quietly looked at the boy with short black hair on the bed.The hot water in the clean and transparent glass is filled with steam like gray mist.

His eyes were long and sad, as if years of tenderness and staring, as if he had been looking at him like this for a long, long time, in those long and cold times, he had been looking at him like this.

The tide rises and falls, the day and night alternate, and the geese from the north to the south, but his eyes are like a distant epic.

Coming through the fog, separated by thousands of years of waiting and longing, separated by all the tenderness and sorrow.

always.

Vehipel slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, he tilted his head back, the arc of his neck was fragile and cold.

He stretched out his slender and clean hand, as if to caress Zichen's side face, but in the end it stopped only a little distance from his side face. His fingers moved down slowly, but in the end he just rubbed his face. Chen's hair, "Get up, the porridge is getting cold."

Zichen felt that he had absolutely no way to continue pretending to be asleep, so he slowly opened his eyes in the most natural way he could think of, and looked at Vehipel in front of him.

You shouldn't have noticed that I was pretending to sleep.What should I say next... Should I say that I actually don't remember anything yesterday.

Zichen kept wailing in his heart, thinking about how to behave more naturally.

And he will never know that there was a person who looked at him with the most gentle and sad eyes, as if waiting and missing for thousands of years.

Zichen straightened his messy hair with his hands, and felt pain all over his body as soon as he stood up.

He hissed in pain, and Wisipel put the pillow on the back of his waist for him to lean on. When he put the pillow, Wisipel's long pale golden hair brushed against Zichen's ears slightly, and he faintly The breath made Zichen feel uncomfortable.

After placing the pillow, Wisipel picked up the porridge in front of him and drank it slowly. The two of them didn't say anything.

Zichen also picked up the porridge in front of him, and just as he picked it up, he felt a tearing pain in his injured right arm.Wisipel looked up at him, and Zichen hurriedly lowered his head, almost burying his whole head in the bowl, and slowly sipped the porridge.

Is it really okay for the two of them to drink porridge so peacefully, he secretly slandered.

Zichen seemed to be calm like this, but he finished four bowls of porridge with a tumbling heart. When Wisipel picked up the porridge to serve the fifth bowl, Zichen shook his head vigorously holding the empty porridge bowl.

Vehipel packed up the things on the table, "You are recuperating here during this period of time, and I have already asked the Hall of Valor for your injury leave, which is very common for Templars."

"I can go to the dormitory to recuperate..." Zichen said weakly.

"You can't even get out of bed now."

"Devon will take care of me!"

"Do you want him to change your medicine?" Vehipel looked at him lightly.

"It's not impossible. Although Dai Wen looks very irresponsible, he is actually very reliable." Zichen said seriously.

"No." Wihipel refused bluntly.

"why?"

"If I say no, it's no good." Without giving Zichen a chance to continue to refute, Wichpel terminated the conversation directly.

After changing the medicine on Zichen's body, Wisipel left. Before leaving, he put a few books beside Zichen in case he would be bored.

There are cut fruits on the bedside cabinet.

Zichen flipped through it for a while, and found that they were all mechanical books. He felt that his condition would definitely get worse if he read it like this.So he fell asleep on the bed without watching it for a while.

As a result, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he found Wischpel sitting beside his bed, wearing a white military uniform shirt. It was obvious that he hadn't changed his clothes since he came back.

His long silver hair was like satin in the dim moonlight.

Zichen opened his eyes and looked at Wisper, and wanted to sit up, but was stopped by Wisipel.

"Zichen." He called Zichen's name softly, and Zichen found his voice a little hoarse, so the more usual coldness brought a touch of lust | desire, like cold absinthe.

"You don't hate me, do you?" He looked down at Zichen, with long silver hair hanging down his shoulders.

Zichen looked at Vehipel and nodded.

"But...what if I want more?" Vichypel said suddenly, Zichen felt that his voice was trembling, his eyes were like rich emeralds, but Zichen felt that the richness was like It's like it's going to break anytime.

Zichen didn't quite understand what Wisper meant, he could only lie on the bed and stare at Wisper.

He seemed a little puzzled.

In fact, he has always been very stupid. He needs to think for a long time about things that are easy for others to understand, and he needs to think very seriously.

But he seemed to know that this answer was very important.

Zichen licked his lips. He felt that his lips were a little chapped. After a long time, he said as if he didn't dare to look into Wisipel's eyes: "What will happen if I refuse?"

Wisipel smiled bitterly, his hand was always on Zichen's, and Zichen felt that Weisipel's hand was trembling for a moment, "From now on, I will still It will be your brother, and it will only be your brother."

Zichen looked at Wisipel's hand covering the back of his hand. Wisipel's fingertips were originally very white, but now they looked like they had no blood at all.

In fact, even if he refuses, he won't lose anything, right?

Wischpel is still his brother and they can still be the same as before.

But he felt that if he refused, something would break.

He didn't know what it was, but he'd be sad if something did break.

Wihipel looked at Zichen, and finally just smiled bitterly.

Forget it, after all, he is still too young to understand anything.

Wisper let go of Zichen's hand, straightened the quilt, looked at the boy and said, "Go to sleep."

However, just as he was about to get up, Zichen turned around suddenly, looked at Wisipel and said:

"I want to be someone who can...accompany my brother to watch the...sunrise after the polar night."

His words were intermittent, as if he had thought about it for a long, long time, very seriously.

The boy's eyes seemed to be dizzy with mist, white mountains and black waters permeated endlessly.

Red | The man with his upper body naked covered Zichen carefully, avoiding the wound on the boy's body, "You have no way of turning back."

He said so, but it seemed that he knew that he didn't have half of the boy's handle, so he could only threaten with such bluff.

Three points soft-hearted, seven points helpless.

"Do you know what's going to happen next?" Vehipel gently brushed aside the black hair on the young man's forehead.

Zichen nodded indiscriminately, regardless of whether he understood or not.

Zichen, who had been educated by the sages of Confucius and Mencius and sex is emptiness since he was a child, dared not look at Wisipel on his body. His face was so hot that he could boil an egg, and finally struggled to pull the quilt piled in the corner.

Then he carefully covered Vehipel's body, and tucked the corners of the quilt very carefully.

He avoided Wisipel's eyes and said with some guilt:

"Small, be careful of catching a cold..."

"Well, good." Vehipel smiled as if feeling a little funny, leaned over and said, "But, it will be very hot later..."

09

At night, a huge ship sailed across the vast sea.

The Huangxuan family rejected the Arthur Empire's invitation to stay at the Asgard embassy, ​​and instead anchored at a place [-] nautical miles away from the west coast.

The entire Tai No. [-] ship is made of black iron as the keel, and the hull is made of slow-growing but very hard ebony in the Shu region. It uses a large number of bronze structures. It was refurbished from an old ship by the lord of Yuyuan City.

Donghuang has rarely had such a large ship since the promulgation of the sea ban.

Although it was a refurbishment, the city lord of Yuyuan City almost restructured the power system inside the ship. The silver of the great abyss burned day and night in the center of the ship, and the steam emitted from the exhaust holes was like the cloud exhaled by a giant beast.

Dozens of divine machine guns were even installed on the side of the ship, and the black cannon body was hidden on the side of the ship like a caged beast.

More than a dozen cloud sails with bamboo as their bones rustled in the night wind, pushing Taiyi with the wind force.

Every ten days, there will be a light cloud boat to deliver the food, the silver of the great abyss and other items needed on the ship.

"The lord of Yuyuan City is such a prodigal son. He gave you such a good ship as soon as he said he would give it to you! I don't believe he gave you the ship because he admired you. You must have fooled him!" Si Tianming stood beside the book boy. While blowing the sea breeze, she said that although she was wearing Donghuang Shutong's clothes, she could be seen to be a girl upon closer inspection.

Her voice sounded like that of a boy who hadn't grown up.

"Don't look at me like this in front of you, I am admired by countless elegant scholars in Donghuang." Si Tianming said with some pretentiousness, with his sleeves rolled up, his moon blue robe was blown by the sea breeze, looking like a wine shop The wine flag sign in front of him, and the string of copper coins around his waist also jingled.

That bookboy is called Da'an, and he has been with Si Tianming since he was a child.

"Come on, it's just me. I know who you are, and I'm still willing to be by your side." Da'an said nonchalantly, "It's said that you are a refined scholar, and you don't even know how to study ink. Which time is it not me who gives you the money?" Well done. I don’t know how to tidy up my clothes, if I hadn’t been by your side and taken care of you, you would have been rotten with those fortune-telling books.”

"Yes, yes, we Da'an, you deserve the most credit, and those elegant and elegant people should admire you."

"It's good to know." Da'an snorted.

"For so long, what are you looking at here?" Da'an asked while lying on the boat.

"Looking at the sky at night." Si Tianming looked like a master.

"Can the stars in Xilu be used to observe the sky?"

"Yes, why not! Anyway, they are all stars, almost the same." Si Tianming said.

"There is no difference between the stars in the east and west, but I don't see any difference between this star and that star. I'm going to faint when I look at it here." Da'an said with a flat mouth.

"Of course there is a difference. Do you know what that star is?" Si Tianming pointed to the sky with his folding fan.

Da'an looked at it, "I know this, Beichenxing, the stars revolve around it all day, I know it."

"Then what's its name?" Si Tianming continued to ask.

"Isn't it Beichenxing?"

"There is more than one Beichen star. It is Beichen now, but its real name is Gou Chenyi." Si Tianming said, clapping his palms with an iron fan.

"How can there be other Beichen stars?" Da'an didn't believe Si Tianming's statement.

"The Northern Stars of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties are the two stars respectively, called Tianyi and Taiyi, also known as Tianyi and Taiyi. Today's Gou Chenyi became the Northern Star only 1000 years ago."

"Oh, I see. This ship is also called Tai Yi Hao. Did it come from here?" Da'an said, "But will Beichenxing also change?"

"The dynasties still change, so the Beichenxing naturally exists." Si Tianming looked up at the vast sky and said, those eyes seemed to hold the sky of the entire Western Continent. "Will that change in the future?"

"of course."

"Do you know what star that is?" Si Tianming pointed to a star in the southern sky with his iron fan.

"I don't know." Da'an shook her head, she knew about Beichenxing and Beidou, and she didn't know anything else.

"Xuanyuan Fourteen." Si Tianming said, "That is our young master Jin's destiny."

Da'an heard this, and said angrily: "You lied to me! Who doesn't know that the life star of the Patriarch of the Huangxuan family is the heart of the Vermilion Bird, how could it be this one."

"The fate stars of the Patriarchs of the Huangxuan family in the past are indeed the star of Suzaku Heart, but Huangxuanjin's is not." Si Tianming shook his head and said.

"how do you know!"

"On the day of Huangxuan Jin's birth, hundreds of star officials in Chang'an Emperor's Suburban Lingtai surveyed it all night, and Kantian Shilu Tuzi personally wrote it on the porcelain blue paper."

Lingtai, located in the suburbs of Emperor Chang'an, is the highest astronomical observation institution in Donghuang. There are no candles around the Lingtai, and even the palace people are not allowed to carry lanterns when walking.

The dome of Butian Palace in Lingtai is hemispherical, just like the sky that covers the four fields in the ancient population.

The top of the dome is dyed black with precious green ink ore, burnt with gold mud to form millions of stars in the sky, and then connected with 28 stars with silver wires.

The entire astrolabe is divided into hundreds of pieces, and there are bearings made of public losers inside, as well as star tracks made of sliding shafts. Whenever hundreds of palace people shake the copper shafts under the ladder, the dome of Butian Palace will run like The sky is full of stars.

But because the operation of the astrolabe is too labor-intensive, it has not been used for nearly ten years.

And 16 years ago, on the fifth day of March, the astrolabe, which had been silent for nearly ten years, revolved non-stop throughout the night, imitating the stars of the cycle and the outline of the universe.

The stars made of burnt gold mud in Butian Palace shook the eyes of hundreds of star officials.

Dozens of principals kept counting gold chips, counting the turnover of the stars.

On the Lingtai, Kantian Master Lu Tuzi, who even bowed to the emperor, wrote the secret performance in cinnabar ink on porcelain blue paper.

The cinnabar ink written by Lu Tuzi was not yet dry on the porcelain blue paper, and the twelve senior supervisors who were waiting at the side of the Lingtai escorted the secret music out while blowing the cinnabar ink.

Then there was the rapid transmission of thousands of miles, twelve young horses galloped on the long embankment in Chang'an City that only officials of the third rank and above can walk when they go to court.

From the outskirts of Emperor Chang'an to the Daming Palace, Gengren had already hung palace lanterns on all the places that the Zou Qingma was going to pass.

The palace lanterns on the long street are like a silver thread, hooking the thread on the huge astrolabe.

And the saint in Chang'an city was sitting in the brightly lit hall.

He had been waiting all night for this secret letter.

"There is only one sentence in that secret letter——Xuanyuanmian Jiuqi." Si Tianming said slowly with his hands behind his back on the Tai No. [-].

"Xuanyuanmian Jiuqi, what do you mean?" Da'an asked puzzled.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Si Tianming shook his head, his willow-leaf eyes seemed to be full of stars.

"Then how do you know about this?"

"I said before that Donghuang admired me a lot. After the recorder played a secret letter to the saint, he wrote another letter in black and white in a blink of an eye, and handed it to the star official around him to send it overnight. Two letters, one was rushed to the Daming Palace, and the other was sent to the Si family in Shu."

"Then does anyone else know about this?"

"Of course there is no one. Now the world knows only the saint in Daming Palace and me. Oh, there is also you now."

"Where's the recorder?"

"He died early. The next day when the chief inspector of ceremonies re-entered Butian Palace and wanted to invite Lu Tuzi into the palace, as soon as he opened the palace gate, he saw Lu Tuzi sitting in knots under the huge astrolabe, with his head bowed." , I have become an immortal."

"The letter Lu Tuzi gave me said that our young master Jin's fate star is different from that of previous Patriarch Huangxuan. It is not Constellation One, but Xuanyuan Fourteen."

"Is Xuanyuan Fourteen bad?" Da'an asked.

"Very good, Xuanyuan Fourteen is very good." Si Tianming sighed, and pointed his iron fan at the southern sky, "Look at the seventeen winding stars? That's Xuanyuan Seventeen Stars, like winding drunken stars. The lying dragon, it is said that these seventeen stars contain yin and yang, anger becomes wind, and chaos becomes rain."

"And Xuanyuan Fourteen is the brightest of the seventeen, also known as Xuanyuan Star. Xuanyuan Fourteen is a star of benevolence. Kindness, compassion for all things and common people, softness produces virtue, five elements belong to earth, and salty all things."

"Isn't this very good? Young Master Jin is a very merciful person." Da'an looked at Si Tianming with some puzzlement.

"But it's great..."

"By the way, where is Young Master Jin now? I miss him a little bit." Da'an said with a frown.

"He will come back." Si Tianming rubbed Da'an's head.

"how do you know?"

Si Tianming didn't speak, but looked up at the stars on the sea.

Of course he will come back, otherwise where would that child go?

He didn't want to be the head of the Huangxuan family, but as soon as he was born, the huge astrolabe revolved around him all night, and the stars around the sky were like orbits.

His fortune was counted on the gold chip, his fate was written on the secret letter that was sent across thousands of miles, and countless people stayed up all night just waiting for a word.

He wants to escape, but where can he escape to?

10

Asgard is quietly laid out under the moonlight like a mythical god's domain, and all the white buildings are coated with a layer of moon white like weak water.

Zichen opened his eyes and looked at Wisipel who was sleeping next to him, and the moonlight flowed on Wisipel's eyelashes like a startled butterfly.

He raised his head and lightly bit on Vehipel's shoulder, bastard, it hurt me so much.

Wihipel frowned but didn't wake up but just hugged the boy in his arms a little tighter.

Zichen nibbled on his shoulder like a small animal.

... If you hurt me again next time, I won't want you.