Dianxia Qingcheng

Zhao Litang finally let go.

In the dark night, he sat by the bed alone, his whole body was cold, and he just sat there for most of the night.

This man was covered in scars, his family was worried about the country, his eyes were red with hatred, he wanted to kill all the people in the barracks, and he wanted to kill Amul.

However, he never thought of killing A Lanyue.

The person under him had already been knocked unconscious by him, the red mark on his neck had not disappeared and he had a new wound, lying quietly with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Litang pulled the quilt to cover him, and slowly lay down beside him.

Zhao Litang knew how tenacious and stubborn he was when he rescued the little slave.

- Chasing him away again and again, he followed up again and again, and then followed him all the way to the barracks, and even to the battlefield.

The person in front of him had unknowingly followed his footsteps for a long time.

Zhao Litang also put on the quilt, turned sideways, and put his arms around A Lanyue.

He suddenly felt a little scared, if he was really blinded by the crazy hatred just now, he really did it without any scruples...

Zhao Litang's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in a certain soft place in his heart, like a piercing pain in the heart, something was being held by someone with a knife, bit by bit. Cut off the heart, and then cut the wound until it was bloody and bloody, the pain made his eye sockets sore.

He looked at the peaceful profile of the person in his arms, and saw the sparkle in the corner of his tightly closed eyes.

Zhao Litang bowed his head, kissed the end of his eyes, and kissed the bitter tears into his mouth.

After doing these things, Zhao Litang realized what he was doing just now.

He didn't withdraw his hand and continued to hold the person in his arms.

Looking out of the window of the tent, it was still dark.

I can still hug for a while.

Amul has been fighting this battle for almost a month and hasn't come back. Zhao Litang has never been tortured again, and his injuries are almost healed, but his body is also suffering from a serious illness. He vomited blood all over his body, after so many trials and tribulations, it was not easy to survive, so how could he ask for more.

Fortunately, the injured leg is slowly recovering, but it still hurts after standing for a long time, and needs to be raised for a few more days.

The weather was unusually cold that day, and the tents in the barracks were full of charcoal fires, but the chill could still be felt.

Until the soldiers shouted in surprise, "It's snowing! It's snowing!"

A Lanyue ran in wearing a thick plush cloak, her small face was buried between the white fox fleece collar, she looked fairer and more delicate, her cheeks were still flushed, she looked very good, her eyes were dark. With Zhao Litang.

"General, it's snowing outside!"

Zhao Litang sat by the bed, heard the excitement in his tone, but just raised his eyes to look at him, and then moved away.

A Lanyue came over, squatted down, and lay half prone beside Zhao Litang's legs, taking care of his leg injuries, and didn't exert much force.

"General..." he asked softly, "Can you accompany me for a walk?"

Zhao Litang didn't speak, but shook the iron chain on his ankle, making a crackling sound.

A Lanyue took out the key from nowhere, opened the iron chain, and then asked, "General, is it okay?"

Zhao Litang stood up and walked out of the tent slowly. A Lanyue smiled and hurriedly followed.

It was snowing heavily, with numerous snowflakes falling in the air, and a thin layer of snow had already formed on the ground.

Zhao Litang was walking in front, and A Lanyue was following behind, and a lot of barbarian soldiers were not too far away, monitoring Zhao Litang's every move at all times.

Zhao Litang looked at the flying snow all over the sky, and suddenly stood still. He raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and felt the snowflakes fall on his face, and then melted a little bit, and the cold snow water flowed down his chin into the placket.

The brows and eyes that had been depressed for a long time stretched out a little.

He opened his eyes again, and there was a figure standing beside him.

A Lanyue has been watching him.

"General... can I... walk by your side?"

Zhao Litang didn't answer, but walked out again, but no one around him followed him, he turned around and waited, A Lanyue stood there looking at him in astonishment and surprise, and then suddenly realized, He ran over quickly and walked to his side.

The two walked side by side in the snow.

A Lanyue stretched out her hand to catch the snowflakes, the palm of her small hand was very cold, the snowflakes did not melt when it fell on it, so he brought the snowflakes close to his eyes to see, the corners of his mouth were always raised happily.

"General..." A Lanyue held the snowflakes in her hands, and then said softly, "Do you know? I heard that if two people walk in the snow together..."

He took a deep breath, "...just...just..."

He said the following words in a very low voice, so low that Zhao Litang didn't hear him at all.

"What?" Zhao Litang asked.

"That's fine, let's go to Baitou together."

A Lanyue's eyes shone brightly, and the imprint of the crescent moon was bright and eye-catching on her fair face. The embellishment was just right, adding a touch of red to the whiteness between the world and the earth.For the first time, he mustered up great courage, daring to show his feelings, the kind of love and admiration, eagerness and hope.

The eyes seemed to have scorching heat, burning to the bottom of Zhao Litang's heart.

At that moment, his reason was so burned that he collapsed, Fangran collapsed, and his heart was beating thumping in the snow.

The chest that was originally empty and mutilated was filled to the brim.

After walking in the snow, Zhao Litang was escorted back to the tent again, and heavy chains were fastened on his ankles again, but he had a strange feeling, as if something was different.

In the evening, A Lanyue came to the camp.

After Zhao Litang put his hand into his robe, he realized that the body inside was terribly hot.

Walking in the snow for a long time during the day may be caused by the wind and cold.

Zhao Litang stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, it was really hot, no wonder his face looked so red all day today, it was not because of his good complexion, but because he was sick.

Zhao Litang wanted to call the soldiers outside to come in, but before he could say anything, a small hand covered his mouth.

A Lanyue's eyes were a little watery, probably a little blurred from burning, and her tone of voice was much softer than usual.

"General...don't...I don't want to go...don't let them in...they...they will take me away..." Zhao Litang pulled his hand down, "You have a fever and need medicine, They're not here to arrest you, but to take you for medical treatment." A Lanyue shook her head carelessly, looking aggrieved and pitiful, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

He shook his head and said, "Don't...don't...don't take medicine...don't treat illnesses..."

He opened his arms to Zhao Litang and said in a crying voice, "...I want the general to hug...you hug me...I'll be fine..."

Zhao Litang froze for a moment, seeing that A Lanyue's tears flowed more and more, he bent down and hugged the person on the bed into his arms.

"Okay, stop crying."

A Lanyue rubbed her head against his chest, but she cried even harder. He felt that he must be dreaming, only the general in the dream would hug him so tenderly, telling him not to cry.

"General, general..." A Lanyue shouted in a daze, "I never lied to you, never...everything I do is from the bottom of my heart...but, but you don't believe me ..."

"...I, I let you go, not because of my brother's conspiracy...I just want to see you go back safely with my own eyes, and then...then I will leave, and I will return to the barbarians..."

"I, I will still beg my brother...I will stop him, don't let him attack the Celestial Dynasty again...We will go back to our home and never go back

"...I hate war, I don't want two countries to fight again...I don't want you to get hurt...A Lanyue choked up, "But, you don't believe...you don't believe me...you hate me, Zhao Litang raised his hand Wipe away his tears, breathing and trembling fingertips.

A Lanyue said again, "General, do you know? I like you."

Zhao Litang's body stopped suddenly, and the arms holding the person in his arms tightened involuntarily.A Lanyue's eyes were blurred, she grabbed Zhao Litang's shoulder and leaned close to his ear.

"General, I like you..."

"I like you……"

"like you……"

"I really like you very much, I really like you..."

He said it many, many times, his voice became weaker and weaker, but he still said it stubbornly over and over again.

His body is still hot, he may be unconscious and don't know what he is talking about, or he may forget what he said when he wakes up.

He is very fragile, his body is limp and without any strength, even if he is hugged in his arms, he feels light.

Zhao Litang could only hug him tightly, buried his face into his neck, and said sullenly, "I see, go to sleep."

After A Lanyue really fell asleep, Zhao Litang asked someone to come in and take him away. He was still feverish and had to see a doctor and take medicine, and the tent was so cold that he couldn't be allowed to sleep in it. here.

After the tent became quiet again, Zhao Litang sat by the bed without moving.

There was still a little warmth in the quilt, but Zhao Litang didn't want to lie down on it, so he just sat there all night.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, A Lanyue returned to Zhao Litang's camp, and a few barbarian soldiers brought charcoal fire, and the cold tent suddenly became much warmer.

Zhao Litang had never taken care of others, but he personally fed A Lanyue and drank the medicine.

During the day, someone would bring food in, and Zhao Litang fed A Lanyue again.

In the evening, the charcoal fire in the tent burned all night, Zhao Litang hugged A Lanyue and lay on the bed, doing nothing but hugging him tightly from behind, fearing that he would be cold, and giving him some warmth.

A Lanyue hasn't been sick for a long time, but her whole life has been a tormenting serious illness.

Zhao Litang has been taking care of him patiently.

Don't kill him anymore.

Don't push him away anymore.