Han Zigao

It has been almost 20 days since he left that person, and Han Zigao's heart is gradually becoming numb.

In the first three days, he went to the court, and he heard that the man was ill, and he would go to court in the future. He didn't know what it was like, but he didn't allow himself to be distressed.

He felt that he should hate him more.

He took the opportunity to write a letter to ask him to leave the city thirty miles away to guard the safety of the capital, so that he doesn't have to worry about whether he will see him every day or not. Chen Baxian, don't see anyone from the Chen family!

His petition was quickly approved, and he felt a sense of revenge and a sense of relief in his heart. He didn't have to see that person again, and he would never have anything to do with him again.

He got on the horse with great strides, and the breeze gently blew his long hair up, warm like a lover's hand, and a stray strand of hair in front of him twitched and tickled his beautiful eyes.

He was quick on his horse, and when the Jedi was galloping, he felt very happy, very happy, and happily looked up at the blue sky. The sky was beautiful, and there were white clouds on the blue sky. When he looked at it, he suddenly felt that those white clouds were It turned into that person's face, and he was looking at himself with grievances, looking at himself affectionately and saying, "Aman, why are you always so cruel?"

ah?!He yelled, beat his horse hard, and galloped home as if fleeing.

But at this time, the wind was blowing on his body, but it was no longer like a lover's hand, but like a gentle knife, breaking his heart to pieces!

Although Han Zigao went home to sleep, he would stay in the barracks the next day. He was not very willing to go home. Many times, when he walked back to the capital, the Jedi would habitually run to the familiar road back to that person's General's Mansion. Although in the end he would wake up suddenly and turn his horse back to his home, but every time at this time he felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart again.

pain!It hurts like hell!

He whipped the Jedi violently once, and he really shed tears that day. He had never whipped the Jedi hard before, but he couldn't control that day. This is the 15th birthday he gave himself. Gifts are also your favorite things.

The Jedi neighed in grievance, dodging his whip, and he suddenly felt pain. This whip hit the Jedi's body, but it hurt in his heart.

Did he hit it?Why did he think he was being whipped?

He was stunned, looking at the Jedi, which was looking at him with tears in its eyes, Han Zigao's arm holding the horsewhip could no longer lift it up!

With the other hand, he subconsciously touched the jade pendant at his waist, it was empty and there was nothing there, his hand stopped there, tears could no longer hold back and burst down the embankment.

He suddenly threw away the whip, embraced the Jedi, and cried loudly.

On an early summer night, in the open field, a lonely man was holding a big snow-white horse, crying loudly there.

He cried for a long time, letting his tears vent freely in this place where no one heard.He was so beautiful, the tears of this beautiful man seemed to make everyone in the world mourn, but no one saw it.

He finally stopped his tears and looked up, only to see tears streaming from Jedi's eyes too!He stretched out his hand, hugged it, and murmured: "Good Jedi, I won't hit you again, don't cry, okay?"

The Jedi raised his head to the sky and hissed, as if he understood what he said.He couldn't help hugging it even harder, and tears fell again.

After that he vowed not to shed tears for that man, but it was very difficult to do so.

Sometimes he would have nightmares, in which he would hear a warm call: "Aman!"

But when he turned his head and looked, he couldn't see anything except darkness and heavy mist!

He gritted his teeth and endured it every day, forcing himself to do something. In the barracks, he still trained himself and trained soldiers desperately. Many times he was sweating profusely and was extremely tired. At this time, he felt that he seemed to be in less pain.

When she came home, no matter how late it was, Xiaomei would wait there, in the living room, doing her needlework in her hand.Every time she heard the sound of horseshoes and saw Han Zigao entering the courtyard, she would raise her head with a smile, and a voice of overjoyed voice would float over: "Brother Manzi! You are back."

As usual, she would order the servants to bring up the prepared meals, and she herself would fetch water quietly, wet the soft cloth, wring it dry, hand it to Han Zigao and say, "Come on, Brother Manzi, wash your face quickly." , let's have dinner."

Many, many times, Han Zigao would smile and say, "Xiaomei, didn't you tell me not to wait for me? It's getting late, and you should go to bed early. Just ask the servants to do these jobs."

That's right, Han Zigao is also a general from the fourth rank, and there are also servants in the mansion, and with maids, Xiaomei doesn't have to work so hard.

Every time Xiaomei smiled shyly and sweetly: "Brother Manzi, I finally got the chance to do these things. You haven't been home for three years."

I don't know why, but every time I hear her say that, I still feel suffocated. It's been three years, and I eat and sleep with that person for three years.

At this time, his whole body will become stiff. Many times, he feels that his smile is like being painted on that face by others. The muscles on his smiling face are stiff. He doesn't know why he still has that smile on his face. smile.

There are many times when he doesn't know what to say, just stands there silly.

And Xiaomei would come over, hold his hand, and say, "Come on, Brother Manzi, come and have something to eat."

When he stayed in the military camp on the first day, he forgot to inform Xiaomei. When he came home the next night, he heard from his father that Xiaomei sat in the living room and waited all night. He went to see Xiaomei's haggard face, crying red eyes.

He embraced her in his arms and said: "Silly girl, from now on, you can't be so stupid anymore. Brother Manzi will often stay in the barracks, and sometimes he may forget to inform you and father. If Brother Manzi doesn't come back for a few days, Don't you just sit in that hall and wait for a few days?"

Xiaomei hugged Han Zigao tightly, choked with sobs and said, "Brother Manzi, I'm really scared. I'm afraid that you won't go home again like in the past few years."

Han Zigao's whole body was stiff, why did the feeling of suffocation attack him suddenly, making him feel bitingly cold in this early summer?

He used to think that the love promised by life and death is eternal, but in fact, the ending is still alone in the boundless night, letting layers of loneliness freeze his heart into ice...

The past is vivid in my mind, but things are different and people are different. It is difficult to rekindle the dead ashes, and it is difficult to reunite the broken mirror!

Looking around, it was as if the Queen Mother's golden hairpin had passed between him and him, with the rough sea in between. Standing on this shore, he would never be able to see the other shore!

The hand he stretched out can no longer be retrieved!

Every day and night, he was surrounded by darkness, hopelessness, and loneliness, and he couldn't struggle. What's more, his heart gradually became cold!When the heart becomes cold, can the blood still be hot?

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(Solemnly recommend articles about the emotional entanglement of one woman and more than one man by Feng Er, a good friend of Qidian: "I am the Master of Rebirth" and "Don't Too Many Strange Flowers in the End Times" by Chengzi. The heroines in them are all strong-hearted, self-respecting and self-loving:)