[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

Lu Weilou's first year chasing Yunyuan.

Lu Weilou knows that his piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not good enough, he can't compose any piano music like "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", and he can't paint any gentle and tender paintings; and his poems and songs are also ordinary, he may be able to lament the sight of mountains and rivers Desolate, but can't recite the lingering sentimentality of love.

All his thoughts in this life have been devoted to leading the army in battle. At first thought, he didn't know how to pursue the person he admired.

Lu Weilou stared at the table and fell silent for a while, then gradually relaxed and laughed, and the friend beside him couldn't help but glance over in surprise.

Thousands of miles away, Yun Yuanben stood on the top of Mount Tai, teasing the wandering clouds with his fingertips, trying to take a look at the small mountains.And a mighty goshawk swooped down from the sky, the young man dodged without hesitation, the folding fan in his hand pressed against the goshawk's throat.

The goshawk was full of spirituality, but it didn't shake after being treated like this, but proudly raised its sharp claws to signal Yun Yuan to look.

It was only then that Yun Yuan recognized that it was the falcon raised by Lu Weilou. He took out the things brought by the other party expressionlessly, and raised his eyebrows as soon as he unfolded it.

It's not that Lu Weilou wrote something shocking to the world, but that he didn't write anything at all.It was just a blank ruler.

Others may not be able to guess what Lu Weilou meant, but Yun Yuan just understood it.What is ruler?It is something that conveys lovesickness.That man couldn't say any romantic words, couldn't write words to express his admiration, he directly poured out his heart with a bare ruler.It's really... full of personal touches.

Yunyuan circulated the book with Shengli Hongyan, picked up a pen and slowly wrote two words:

"What do you mean?" Then the young man shook his head and crossed out all of them. It's too hypocritical to pretend that he doesn't understand after he understands it, so it's better to simply refuse.I saw him write again:

"It doesn't mean anything to you."

Lu Weilou, who was sitting leaning, saw the crossed-out handwriting, and looked at the cold and thin strokes behind the four characters. Instead of being angry, he laughed wantonly.

"Lu Weilou, why are you crazy?" Ye Gucheng was startled by him, his fingers trembled, and the paper in front of him was covered with smudged ink.

My friends went crazy again and again, when did that Lu Weilou laugh so frequently?

Ye Gucheng didn't hear a word of what Lu Weilou was saying, and the man's handsome face showed obvious joy.

He understands!He really understands!Lu Weilou only saw what he wanted to see, and Yun Yuan's words of refusal were meaningless in the eyes of the man, he never expected to touch that man's cold heart with just a few words.

Love is really a poison that penetrates the intestines, and it makes my mood so weird.

It was the second year that Lu Weilou chased Yunyuan.

What he sent this time was not a blank ruler, but a volume of other things.

Yun Yuan lay on the shore of the Qi Sea with his eyes closed, a sharp and high-pitched cry crossed the magnificent ocean, wandering alone in the sky.The young man turned over lazily, and his thin lips were pulled down to express his helplessness.

here we go again!He finally squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked into the sky.The goshawk's night-like tail flew across leisurely, its snow-white head seemed to be contemptuous of something, the eagle's claws loosened and a booklet fell on Yun Yuan's side, splashing half a layer of gravel.

Yun Yuan wiped his face and was so angry that he almost laughed.Little guy, do you know that you drag your master so much?

His slender fingers opened the booklet, which recorded the most boring things in vigorous and majestic fonts——

"Three thousand and 230 years of the holy calendar, in spring, the enemy army was defeated in the hinterland of the Yaozu..." Yun Yuan traveled around without asking about the war, while Lu Weilou was still fighting at the forefront.The man recorded his achievements in recent years and sent his beloved falcon to him, just like a peacock spreading its tail to court.

Yun Yuan has lived for so many years, and he has never seen anyone chasing someone like this!really...

The young man lowered his expression, suppressed the swear words he blurted out, glanced at the goshawk playing in the sky, and finally sighed.

They are all wonderful!Lu Danlou is!So is this goshawk!

He endured and endured, and returned to Lu Weilou with a pen:

"I'm not interested in war." He tried his best to calm down the overall situation, and in order to avoid taboo, he ended up watching the wind and moon and staying away from the battlefield.And Lu Weilou didn't know if it was to make up for his regret, or simply to show his ability and send some battle reports.

"Okay." As soon as Yun Yuan retracted his pen, he saw the other party's answer.He stared at the two words, the handwriting that was exactly the same as that on the booklet, and almost crushed the bamboo slip in his hand.

ok... ok what is ok.How on earth did that guy find his way?

Lu Weilou's third year of chasing Yunyuan.

Yun Yuan was lying on the soft couch, listening to the singer babbling a ditty song, and listening to Qing Guan elegantly stroking the strings, he was calm and content.

And that annoying goshawk flew directly into the house from the raised window, and landed on the strings of the zither unceremoniously, causing a series of noises, and the beauty let out a low cry of surprise.

Yun Yuan has even gotten used to it, he brushed aside the flowers and plants that fell from the falcon's mouth, and signaled the beauties to continue with his peach eyes.Yun Yuan didn't want to be disturbed by this thing at all, but the brows that were furrowed silently told him that his mind had already been disturbed.

The original soft and freehand song god gradually left Yun Yuan's ears, and his mind was full of complicated thoughts.Originally, he thought that a man like Lu Weilou would not express this emotion, let alone stalk him.It turned out that he still underestimated that man.

Lu Weilou forcefully invaded his life, silently announcing his presence.Is this still the Lu Weilou who can only fight?

Yun Yuan looked at the flowers and plants falling by his side, through the gorgeous and extravagant appearance, he even smelled a strong smell of blood.This is something unique to the battlefield. It is not only breathtakingly beautiful, but also an excellent raw material for wine making.

Yun Yuan has been trying to make wine by himself recently.It has to be said that Lu Weilou's actions this year have gradually suited his appetite.

Lu Weilou's fourth year chasing Yunyuan.

"It's snowing heavily in the northwest, and the pine branches are crushed. If you are here, you must be afraid of the cold."

Yun Yuan stood on the snowy border of Qin State, and the silent falling snow buried his footprints.With a warm goshawk parked on his shoulder, he casually watched the news from the other party, and did not make a sound for a long time.

Who said that Lu Weilou can't write love letters?Sometimes that man's toughness and gentleness are simply beyond imagination.Ordinary words and sentences in his writing are even more moving than romantic love words.

"Today the abdomen was pierced again, and after experiencing it again, I realized that you were merciful that day. Thank you."

Yun Yuan didn't know what kind of mood Lu Weilou had in writing this sentence, he went into the cave and built a fire alone, watching the goshawk disappear under the intensifying snowflakes.

And Lu Weilou in the barracks received a bottle of exquisite golden sore medicine.

There is only one person in the world who can use a bottle made of suet jade to fill the powder.

Lu Weilou's fifth year of chasing Yunyuan.

Yun Yuan has traveled almost all over this continent, and found a mountain and forest where the seasons are like spring to live in seclusion.The Peach Blossom Immortal then appeared, and with a wave of his hand, peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountains and plains. From a distance, it seemed that a mass of pink fire suddenly burst out.

And this year, there was no news from Lu Weilou.

Lu Weilou's sixth year of chasing Yunyuan.

The precious flowers and herbs sent by that man were finally turned into fine wine by Yun Yuan, and the young man drank alone against the moon, enjoying himself.Under the boundless night, the goshawk never appeared again.

Lu Weilou's seventh year chasing Yunyuan.

There is only the last pot of fine wine left, and Yun Yuan clings to the cup, and lies down under the flower tree drunkenly.Fortunately, that man gave up after all, and he was less troubled.

Just when the young man was drunk and dim, the petals that fell one after another seemed to be frozen by something, and the ground was a little heavy.

Yun Yuan didn't notice it, but groped for the location of the wine jar with his fingertips, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of flair.Time has washed him away, but his demeanor is even stronger than before.

He didn't touch the wine jar, his fingertips inexplicably touched something hard, and there was a chill, reaching right between his heart.

"Huh?" The young man tilted his head, lazily glanced at the silver armor, his eyes gradually moved up, and finally stayed on the face of the visitor.

The other party's slashed face showed a little tiredness, but his deep eyes always contained rebelliousness and perseverance. He was like a green pine in the distance, full of vitality all over his body.The scarred armor wrapped his strong body, not only did not make him look sluggish, on the contrary, he became more heroic.

And on the man's shoulder stood a handsome goshawk.

Lu dangerous building?Yun Yuan smiled lightly.

"What are you doing here?" After two years of stability, this man actually came to the door by himself?

"The war is over." The man said an insignificant sentence in a hoarse voice.In seven years, he stabilized the complicated situation. Since then, the human race has had no foreign troubles for a hundred years.Now, it's time for Lu Weilou to do his own thing.

"So?" Yun Yuan raised his eyebrows puzzledly as he watched the man hand out a jar of well-preserved fermented rice.

"That's why I came to drink with you."

"Come on, you'd better drink your medicinal wine by yourself." Yun Yuan sneered as he thought of the past.To be honest, if it wasn't for being irritable back then, who would have been able to drink such a bitter drink?

Lu Weilou just sat on the ground, and casually removed the red cloth over the altar.

The overflowing aroma of wine gradually made Yun Yuan sit up straight.The aroma of the fermented wine was almost exactly the same as the one he brewed himself.

That's right, the flowers and plants for wine making are all gifts from the other party, so it's not surprising that the brewing is similar.

"I'm also a person who loves wine. How about making the first pot of wine in this life, if you don't get drunk?"

Lu Weilou slowly took off his armor, and smiled indulgently.The battle was over, he let go of all the burdens, and the emotions revealed in the black pupils were shockingly thick.

After chasing Yun Yuan for seven years, he has no intention of retreating.

Lu Weilou's eighth year of chasing Yunyuan.

Over the years, Yegucheng always said that Lu Weilou was too weird, he just laughed out loud for no reason, and went crazy on the battlefield like desperately.It only took him seven years to clean up the affairs of more than ten years.

And after becoming a semi-saint, he didn't sit in the Baijia Pavilion, and the first thing he did was to go to the mountains to find someone.

Until in Yuyu Qionglou, he heard the man confiding his heart to Yun Yuan seriously, and the admiration revealed in his words shocked him.

Ye Gucheng and Lu Weilou have known each other for nearly 20 years, never thought that that calm and indifferent man would have such a fiery moment, never thought that his blood would be spilled to unexpected places on the battlefield.

"Death and life are inseparable, talk to Zicheng. Hold Zi's hand..."

"Grow old together."

In the eighth year, Lu Weilou said so.