[Qin] Qin Shi

The young man lying on the couch lifted the quilt abruptly. The sweat on his forehead, his constricted pupils, and the quilt twisted into a spiral in his hands all indicated an unpleasant dream.

[I still can't analyze the answer,] the voice of the system broke the sound of the madam's rapid breathing, [It's not your fault, what you did was just open the door at the wrong time, and it's not that you haven't seen a dead person before, Your reaction like this is really too much, right? 】

'I really want you out of my mind sometimes. Bai Shu leaned back and fell heavily on the couch, "Shut up, dreaming is the most basic physiological activity of human beings. You, a mechanical silicon-based program that only divides attack and reception, will not understand carbon-based creatures like us." of greatness. '

The embarrassing system simulated an angry voice: [So I said everything, it can block your nightmares. 】

"Let me live like a human being," Bai Shu opened his eyes and looked at the hanging beam above his head, his vision gradually went blank, "Dreaming is a great pleasure of human beings, you don't understand it. '

[Okay,] The system is puzzled by Bai Shu's behavior of naming and hating nightmares, but preventing it from setting up a firewall to keep nightmares out. 【Tomorrow will be the butler's first seven, do you want to help his coffin? 】

"He's not mine," Bai Shu turned over and folded his arms under the pad, and Bai Shu, who was lying on the outside, could see the moonlight projected from the paper window, "Have you heard the poem "Moonlight"?" ? '

【without? 】

Maybe it was because the moonlight was so beautiful, Bai Shu couldn't help but softly groaned: "The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, it's probably frost on the ground..."

[It's "Quiet Night Thoughts"! 】The system interrupted Bai Shu, 【It's called "Quiet Night Thoughts", don't change the name of others randomly! 】

The murmuring stopped abruptly, and Bai Shu lifted the quilt and sat up: "Fuck, I can't sleep!" He frantically ruffled his black hair hanging behind him, "Dog System, if you talk like this, I must be I can't sleep anymore!" The voice he said to himself seemed very strange in the dark night.

However, the two parties were not aware of it, one was talking to the air on the spot, and the other was responding in his mind.It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that the heated debate and mutual accusations stopped: "What's the matter?"

Bai Shu looked at the shadow reflected on the door without curiosity.

"Is the little general okay?" The person who spoke was a very old man, "Passing outside the door of the little general's room, I heard the voice of the little general talking in the room, because I was worried, so I came to ask - if the little general It doesn't matter what happens, we old guys are still here."

When the other party spoke, Bai Shu had already realized who it was. After he finished listening to the other party, he lowered his eyes and said calmly, "It's nothing, I was just scared in the middle of the night." He loosened his fingers Quilt, "So talk to yourself and be bold."

"That's it." Hearing these words, the old man outside the door did not laugh. On the contrary, Bai Shu heard the 'click' sound of something being placed on the ground. Door."

The old man's voice was gentle: "This old man has been guarding Yanbei all his life, and he has killed countless barbarians. With this old man, Yanbei is willing to protect the little general, and those evil spirits will not dare to disturb the little general anymore—it's just now. Midnight, little general, sleep peacefully."

He said like this; "Those who look at the little general and Xiao Yi bully him and come to look for the little general, the old man will definitely not spare him!" Even though he is old, the old man can still hear the vigorous and decisive temperament when he was young.

Watching the figure get shorter, it did not pass the horizontal bar of the wooden window, and it was lower than the lower end of the paper window, and finally covered half of the moonlight passing through the crack of the door.

Bai Shu lay back on the bed from his new side. He covered half of his face with the quilt, leaving only his eyes outside.Looking at the moonlight on the ground, looking at the dark place that covered the moonlight: "I don't understand," he said suddenly in the silence, "Is Lian Po more important to the housekeeper than himself?"

"General?" The old man outside the door repeated, "It depends on the person, right?" He seemed to be leaning against the door, because Bai Shu heard the sound of the door colliding with the door frame, which was originally projected on the ground through the crack of the door The moonlight on the sky vibrated and became thinner.

"By the way, you didn't say anything at that time, little general." The old man laughed, "That year, the killing god of Qin State led Qin soldiers to besiege Zhao State and killed 40 Zhao troops in Changping Pit. It was about to invade Handan. It was the general who stood up and led us old guys to rise up and resist."

Curling up, Bai Shu put his arms around his knees, rolled himself into a ball, and quietly listened to the old man's voice coming into the room from outside the door: "It is the general who is watching the pressure at the end, standing at the forefront and charging into the battle. Live and die with us—he said that behind us is our homeland, and there is no way to retreat, so it is better to fight with them to the end."

What should he look like now?

Is it nostalgia, gentleness, thinking, emotion, or nothing at all? "He said that 40 compatriots died unjustly under the Qin army. If they are allowed to enter the city, then our family, our Handan, our Yanbei, and our Zhao country will become empty cities where unjust souls wander. Home will be a place of defeat where demons howl—and there will be no other way but war."

Bai Shu shrank his legs, but did not answer.

Fortunately, the old man just wanted to find a topic to talk to him, to coax the bewildered child: "Little general, sometimes there are not so many reasons in life." There was a smile in his voice, "Just because I want to do it, I suddenly decided to do it, without thinking or thinking.”

"In the year of the Battle of Changping, I didn't have a family. I didn't have children or a wife. Whether Zhao Guo was destroyed or perish had nothing to do with me, an old bastard. It was just that my friends around me were charging, and my own Brothers are charging, and strangers they don't know are charging, and a sense of pride suddenly arises in my heart."

"Thinking about it now, it probably feels like I can do the same. I want to be like them and live to be like them-surrender is just a matter of words, but if I can contribute to their future, use If they share their hearts, then their happiness will also become my happiness."

"At that time, I thought so."

Probably, it looks like happiness: "So, what about you now?"

"Now? Sure enough, if you see other people happy, you will be very happy too!" The old man let out a relaxed nasal voice, "I saved a brother on the battlefield that year, but the brother was seriously injured and did not survive. The old man went to his home and informed him of his death."

"After the Battle of Changping, I had nowhere to go, so I followed the address he left to find Yanbei. The eldest son in his family already had a wife and children, and his mother had already died of illness during the years he left. The old wife is in good health and has children. Filial piety. I built a house next to his house, and then met my current wife in the second year."

Bai Shu laughed in response to the occasion, and the old man naturally wouldn't miss his smile, so he said more vigorously: "Afterwards, the old man has a child, and the boy in the family is quite smart. He is younger than you, little general. Five years old, now he can run and jump and likes to jump on the roof, which is a headache."

"It's pretty good." Hearing happy things, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise, "It's really good."

"I'll take a break in a few days, and I'll go back to the village to see them." The old man readily accepted Bai Shu's praise, "That kid yearns for the general who charges on the battlefield the most, and I'm waiting to bring him to meet you, little general next time— —If you can persuade him to study hard for me, it will be better—asking him to study is like killing him.”

It was obviously not a funny thing, but Bai Shu couldn't help being amused again.

The system hung up quietly, as if it never existed.

"Then why does he want to go to the battlefield?" Bai Shu closed his eyes and asked.

"Little general, you really stumped this old man." The old man spoke very slowly, "This old man asked him before, but that kid didn't say anything, and if he asked again, he would run away behind his mother annoyed. , why don’t you come out.”

With just a few words, you can outline a happy family in front of your eyes.

"What can the old man do? The old lady will protect her, and she won't beat or scold her." Although listening to his showing off behind his dislike, he couldn't bear it, "But a brother once analyzed it for me. He is my old man, so I want to be like his old man in the future."

Proudly.

"But what kind of look does he have, to become the same person as his father?" The man didn't know what to think, he was showing off with a laughing voice, but the words he said were full of disgust, "What's so good about his father? If you don't know a few big characters, you are a scholar."

He babbled, talked about his family's troubles, and talked about the neighbor's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and then his voice became smaller and softer.

In the end, only the moonlight shone on the couch through the paper window.

[Good night,] the system stopped the lullaby he hummed softly, [good dream. 】

May there be no nightmares tonight.

May there be sweet dreams with you tonight.

"Sleep, little general." After a long time of no reply, the voice of the veteran outside the door was soft, "We are all here to guard you."

The moonlight shines through the paper window, covering the young man's face, shining on the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face that has not yet faded away, driving away the darkness and confusion, cold and helplessness.

——The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground.

——Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head to think about your hometown.

Little general, you are still young and the future is long, so don't panic.

One day, you will be able to find the hometown that has been waiting for you to return.

Until then, just be patient and wait.

The veteran looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky: "That boy, he should be asleep by now." Slightly blinking, "Buy some pastries and bring them back to him tomorrow, as a reward for studying."

He should be very happy, right?