Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] and [-] - Two people confront each other at the foot of the mountain, a dispute between two people, a nightmare in a dream, two hearts bound together

When Fu Chen put the scooped water by the man's hand according to the practice of these days, he still couldn't help but glanced at his face.The man sat upright in the same place all day long, except for a few moments when he closed his eyes and rested his mind, he did not lie down to sleep.Whenever he approached with something to discuss, the man's sudden vigilance never disappeared at all.

But the light blue color in his eyes can't be deceiving, Fu Chen really doesn't know whether he is really ready, or if he is simply prepared to die and maintain this last dignity.

He turned to a piece of soft mud behind the stone. For the past two days, he dug the soil with dry sticks every day, and finally dug a simple grave.Fu Chen pushed the corpses of several red-armored soldiers who fell down into it, and spread dirt on it.It's just that the smell still couldn't be concealed for a while, reminding him what happened all the time.

After a lot of work, the young man lay down on a stone beside him to rest, chewing the berries he had just picked.

The days here inevitably reminded him of the time spent in the nameless mountain, if one ignores his large and small wounds, and if one ignores the indifferent and non-existent person next to him.

Fu Chen tilted his head, looking at the man with his eyes closed.

Since they broke their minds that day, they still maintain their daily conversations and behaviors in a few words.Zong Zhengxi accepted the wild animals and water he hunted as a matter of course, but they couldn't see through each other, and kept avoiding each other, which can be regarded as a silent tacit understanding.

Fu Chen felt that he couldn't see through this person, and he wasn't sure how to get out of this mountain.After he recovered from his injury, he didn't have the courage to go out alone.

If another person is here, he can solve the problem without spending so much effort.But this person is someone who can't afford to offend, so he can only drag and drop like this.

Zong Zhengxi noticed his gaze and didn't avoid it, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Chen thought for a while, and asked a question that shouldn't be too difficult: "Why did His Highness appear alone in the melee in the valley that day?"

Zong Zhengxi was silent.

Fu Chen was puzzled, thinking that this was not a sensitive issue.He changed the question again: "Then, is there a way to get out of the mountain now, Your Highness?"

This time the man replied: "Don't you have a countermeasure?"

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, did he really want to hurt him and take him out?

He asked again, "What if Biaoxia wants to go out alone?"

Zong Zhengxi's expression didn't change, and he said, "It's up to you."

Fu Chen got up, sat on the ground as well, and hurriedly said: "The meaning of the bid is... If the bidder has the opportunity to go out first, he will return to the army first and call the rescuers to come to find His Highness... Will His Highness believe me?"

Zong Zhengxi turned his face away, and said calmly: "If you lose, you lose. You have to think about the price from the beginning, and you have to bear the price."

The young man was taken aback. He was just making a tentative joke, wanting to see where the man's confidence lies, but he didn't expect him to accept the status quo so seriously.

Of course, it is also possible that the man deliberately deceived him.

But intuitively, Fu Chen didn't believe in this possibility. He suppressed the weirdness in his heart and said in a muffled voice: "Your Highness... doesn't seem like someone who would admit defeat lightly."

Zong Zhengxi replied: "I won't admit defeat lightly, because I seldom lose."

Under the sunlight, the air in front of Zong Zhengxi's eyes was filled with smoke and dust, as if separated by a layer of mist.

Fu Chen subconsciously asked: "Your Highness means that we really lost this time."

Zongzheng Xi's Adam's apple twitched, and he said after a long time, "You are too curious."

Fu Chen asked: "Since His Highness said that he has surrendered this time, he has already given up. Since life and death are meaningless, how can he care about telling others the truth?"

It was rare to see this young man's aggressive attitude, and the man asked back, "Why do you care so much about this?"

"Because I didn't admit defeat." Fu Chen said as it should.

"Oh," Zong Zhengxi sneered, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Then I want to ask, why don't you admit defeat?"

"Of course it's because there are still unfinished volunteers." Fu Chen replied without hesitation.

The man met the young man's flaming gaze under the sun, and said sneeringly, "Then you just haven't finished it, and you won't admit defeat until everything is over."

Fu Chen insisted:

"...I don't think it's a lose-lose process."

Suddenly felt uncomfortable, he couldn't tell how to describe the emotion, as if someone suddenly uncovered the scar that he had hidden for a long time, he thought that under the scar was the healed flesh, but in fact, the festering pus surprised him Can't get up.He could not trust others, and began to doubt himself.

"Innocent."

After Fu Chen was ridiculed, he felt a little relieved. The man was much older than him, and he was also a nobleman. He had never experienced what he really experienced, so naturally he didn't take his thoughts seriously.He has never cared about other people's opinions, maybe it's just that the occasion is not the occasion, and the time is not the time, so he can't help but talk back.

The young man was silent, but felt that the man's gaze made him uncomfortable.

After all, he couldn't bear his silent gaze, and said: "I don't think His Highness is admitting defeat either."

Zong Zhengxi still looked at each other silently.

During the past month of getting along, Fu Chen could clearly feel that his appearance was getting haggard and thinner, but once these traits that didn't seem to belong to this man appeared, the coercion and nobility that used to exist did not dissipate.These strange blends harmoniously endowed him with the initial sense of familiarity with this man, the kind of inner and outer dissonance that he felt when he saw this man for the first time, this kind of discordance drew him, and he Wanting to retreat, but inexplicably wanting to move forward.

He continued: "If His Highness really surrendered, why did he choose to find ways to reduce the impact at the moment of falling off the cliff? And why...he said these irrelevant things to Biao Xia."

"Your Highness just doesn't want to admit it."

"What do you not want to admit?" Zong Zhengxi asked back, "I have already surrendered."

"you have not."

Zong Zhengxi said nothing, as if he was too lazy to explain.

"You don't want to admit your mistakes, you don't want to admit your failures. Not only don't you want to admit it, you don't want to take it on."

"You keep saying that you have to admit defeat, that you will bear the price of losing, but you don't want to die like this, what is it to admit defeat?"

"You are used to being superior and strategizing, and you can't accept the unexpected ending. This is just a puff."

Fu Chen pressed a series of questions, and only after he finished speaking did he feel that his emotions were showing too much, and he lay on his back on the rock again, no longer looking at the man, and said slowly: "Anyway, I don't have the confidence that I will be able to get out of the mountain after bidding. If your words are reckless and offend, you should say a few last words before you die."

At this time, the young man was holding on to the spirit of smashing the jar, just avoiding the sight of the man who had just measured it for a moment.

Fu Chen looked up at the sun in the sky, wanting to see something inside, but found that there was nothing to see except a piece of light.

It stopped like this for a long time, so long that Fu Chen felt that the afternoon was about to pass, and he heard Zong Zhengxi's voice sounding again: "You said something wrong."

He turned his head, Zong Zhengxi was in the same place, looked over with stern eyes, and said: "I have never felt that I am superior, and I have never calculated everything that is about to happen. I always know that the world is unpredictable, and I will not try to do anything. There is something very sure.”

Fu Chen heard him go on to say:

"Therefore, failure is what I expected, and falling off a cliff is not what I expected. I admit defeat, I accept failure, and I bear the consequences. These are not enough for me to give up all possibilities directly."

"What you said is nothing but the usual rhetoric of the world. Because they only divide people into two types, one is you, who can do whatever you want and never give up, and the other is The kind of cowardly coward who gave up on himself and escaped from himself that you just denied."

Fu Chen didn't care about the sarcasm in his words, but understood his meaning in a trance, straightened up gently, and said: "Your Highness wants to say that failure and success are all outside of action, and no longer make any consistent actions. decision?"

Zong Zhengxi ignored his words, and only said: "You care so much about this, isn't it because you have already had some signs of not wanting to admit it? You have been asking a series of questions, but you just want to get an answer from me."

The man judged firmly, Fu Chen was speechless once again, and only said frankly: "...Yes."

Zongzheng Xi said: "It seems that you are not only being dishonest to others, but you are also very dishonest to yourself."

"Yes."

Fu Chen closed his eyes, and as the wound on his body solidified, he was gradually no longer enveloped by the strong smell, but something new made him breathless.

After a long time, the sound of birds chirping faded away.He opened his mouth and suddenly asked an unrelated topic: "I never asked... When I fell off the cliff that day, was Your Highness injured?"

Seeing the young man's eyes sweeping towards him again, Zong Zhengxi frowned slightly, turned around and said mockingly: "For me, it's not a big problem to add some wounds on the legs. It's already useless, so naturally it can't be considered an injury."

Fu Chen's eyes couldn't help looking down at him, but under the cover of the black clothes, he couldn't see anything special.

He could hear the anger in the man's tone from the conversation just now, and he also sighed that he had slipped his words for a moment, and said helplessly: "Biaoxia is stupid, he has never been able to speak, and he doesn't know how to say it... Please forgive me, Your Highness." crime."

The man looked at the young man, since the man gradually revealed his sincerity, apart from being more cowardly than before, he still looked the same, with loose hair, arched back, and a blood-stained shirt, helpless in a state of embarrassment.

Some things have changed, and some things seem to have stayed the same.

Or maybe it's the loneliness in the mountains, and you can get a sense of freshness from the original appearance of any vulgar things and old things.

He had always felt disdainful before, because there were indeed few people worthy of his other emotions.But at this moment, he is still confused by this person, a person who deceives himself and others, and is helpless in the end, struggling in obsession, living a seemingly useless life, and always foolishly asking for an explanation in his heart people, making him confused and puzzled.

He didn't want to say much, but he also saw a confused person and a confused himself in this troubled place where he couldn't communicate with the outside world.

Zong Zhengxi clenched his fists tightly, his nails sinking deep into his palm.

The pain finally brought him back.

He blinked indifferently, his pupils were lightly moisturized, and continued to look straight ahead.

Summer afternoons are the most steamy and hot, and after this period, you can get a moment of shade.

Fu Chen woke up slowly from his nap, got up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He also felt sticky on his neck, which made him uncomfortable.

He couldn't get up, so he lay back on the rock again. The sun was setting and it happened to be covered by mountains and rivers on both sides.Coincidentally, the most blazing sun at noon can always emerge from the gaps in the mountains, rivers and rocks, so the wasteland where he is located has more lush vegetation.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still habitually glanced at Zong Zhengxi. This feeling of opening his eyes and seeing someone beside him was a little strange, but also a little joyful.Maybe it's because I'm used to not seeing people after waking up, and I can go back to the starting point in the fog.

The man sat on the spot with his eyes still closed, looking at the spots of sweat on the corners of his forehead and eyebrows, he knew that this man seemed calm, but he was actually enduring the unbearable temperature difference between day and night in this place.

Fu Chen didn't want to disturb him, so he turned his gaze back and changed a comfortable position to lie on his back on the rock.Thinking of their sharp-edged conversation before, he felt it was ridiculous at the same time, both of them became ridiculous because of these little things.It is obvious that they have reached the end of the road together, but they still have to hide each other and themselves from each other, so why bother.

It seems that the time here is really too lonely.

Fu Chen was disappointed. He and King Yu didn't have much contact with each other. This man is taciturn and has a strong heart. He can see through his own thoughts... his own thoughts.He suddenly remembered that during the more than a month of being trapped, he had seldom thought about the original camouflage on the outer layer. What he recalled was the inexplicable twists and turns he had experienced in a few years, the heavy responsibility he had suddenly endured, and he was on the verge of splitting of various emotions.

"I can't... stay here forever..."

Fu Chen murmured, his brows furrowed and his heart swelled.

Sensing movement from his side, Zong Zhengxi opened his eyes.The young man was lying on the stone, trembling all over, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were jumping up and down.His eyes stared blankly at the sky, unblinking and empty, as if he had been dazed.

With a flash in his eyes, he suddenly reached out and clasped his wrist.

Work gradually.

In the chaos, Fu Chen felt a cloud of cold white mist bound him. There seemed to be a faint stone shadow, and there seemed to be a vague figure outside the white mist, leading him by the neck and walking forward. It landed on its feet, like a dead wolf being dragged away powerlessly.

Suddenly, there was a tightening feeling on his wrist, and a burst of heat was transmitted from the tight bondage, forcibly tearing him away from the scene in front of him.

"Uh ha, ah..." His body trembled violently, and he gradually regained consciousness from the trembling, panting violently.

The sky in front of the young man turned back to light blue again, he turned his head, and instantly met those eyes again.

The indifference and indifference in the man's deep eyes made him escape from the nightmare just now and cool down.

Seeing the young man come back to his senses, the man let go of his wrist, closed his eyes and fell asleep again without saying anything.

Fu Chen bowed his head, said "Thank you", and then stood there in a daze.

A moment later, a man's voice came:

"...you really want to go out?"

Fu Chen was still in a dream, thinking that he must have said some nonsense when he was in a trance just now, a vast expanse of whiteness flashed in front of his eyes, he hesitated, and said: "I just want to live."

The man sneered: "So greedy for life?"

Fu Chen also smiled: "It used to be."

He paused and said, "But I've already prepared for death, but it's not yet."

Zongzheng Xi said: "What you want is to make contributions in the army and die in battle with glory in the end."

Fu Chen laughed again, thinking that it is rare for a man to guess wrong once, he felt amused, and asked, "How come?"

Zong Zhengxi squinted at his wrist. Apart from a large circle of red marks, there was also a red mark as deep as the bone, which was obviously caused by long-term restraint.

There is still warmth on the man's right hand, and he can still recall the blunt feeling of the flesh and blood connection just now.

He said coldly: "Liao Hui's set of shackles was used as a punishment for many disobedient cavalrymen. You really have been using it as a training tool?"

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, and said: "The bidder only knows that he has benefited a lot from it, and that's enough."

Zongzheng Xi said: "The spirit of martial arts does not use damage to oneself as a means."

Fu Chen laughed at himself: "The martial arts learned by Biaoxia is just a means to survive and kill the enemy. If you don't know anything about martial arts, His Highness praises you."

Zong Zhengxi no longer looked at him.

Fu Chen turned his expression away, and felt a sense of lifeless abandonment in his heart.

The rare summer wind is blowing, although it is hot and dry, there are also waves of fragrance of grass and trees in the air.

Fu Chen reached out and touched his calf, but there was still a sharp pain spreading. It seemed that it would take a long time to walk normally.

"If you really want to go out of the mountain, you can go out by yourself when you recover from your injury. Where do you have so many worries?"

Fu Chen heard the man speak again, and the tone seemed impatient.

He couldn't help but think of the mountains in his dream just now, the vast expanse of whiteness and emptiness, and he replied subconsciously: "It may not be the best time to go out, and it may also be inexplicably burdensome."

Zong Zhengxi frowned: "Since you don't want to be responsible for Chi Jia's loyalty in your heart, you can just leave. All soldiers who have registered in the army and have made military merits will be given financial aid when they retire, which is enough for you to continue. Life."

"...Biao Xia didn't wake up from the dream just now, talking nonsense, Your Highness, don't be as knowledgeable as Bi Xia. When the injury is better, you must go to find the way out of the mountain." The young man laughed quickly, and couldn't help showing that farewell A greasy and cowardly look for a long time.

Man look away.