Dianxia Qingcheng

There was silence in the courtyard, only the cold night wind blowing around.

"Whoever told you is wishful thinking."

A voice suddenly came from behind, the voice was cool, and the tone was calm and restrained. To A Lanyue's ears, it sounded like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the silent night.

The figure sitting in the wheelchair froze, his eyes widened slightly, and his fingers tightly gripped the sides of the wheelchair, so that the backs of his white hands turned slightly white.

A Lanyue knew whose voice it was without turning her head. This level of familiarity penetrated deep into her bone marrow, and it could make his pretended strength collapse in an instant and collapse into an army.

The figure sitting under the moonlight was covered with a layer of silver light, like a dream bubble, too unreal, as if it would disappear in an instant.

Zhao Litang had already left Weiyang City, all the way away from the Northern Territory, but Chengfeng suddenly found him, and then Zhao Litang rode his horse back anxiously.

— On the way, I thought a lot about what I would say after seeing him, but now that the person was really in front of me, the thousands of words in my heart were stuck in my throat, and it was difficult to utter a single sentence.

Especially after hearing the sentence just now.

"why do not you reply me?"

Zhao Litang took two steps forward, trying his best to keep calm, but the back was always straight, without saying a word.

"Where have you been these past few years? Do you know that I searched for you everywhere in the barbarians, but there is no whereabouts..." Zhao Litang walked towards the wheelchair while talking.

"...Since that night, you seem to have evaporated from the world. I don't even know if you are dead or alive. There are so many barbarians, but no one has heard of your name..."

"Others may think I'm crazy, but I don't believe you died like that. You must still be alive. You're hiding from me. You don't want to see me, do you?"

Zhao Litang walked to the front of the wheelchair, and finally saw the person whom he had been thinking about day and night with his own eyes, but he lowered his head, his thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Zhao Litang raised his face with his hand, and saw it clearly against the moonlight. The little white face was full of tears, and the eyes were full of tears. With the trembling of the long eyelashes, big and big teardrops It just fell down.

A Lanyue turned her head and broke away from the hand, wiped away her tears in a panic, looked away, and said, "What else is the general looking for me for? If you want to make up for something, there is no need for it, everything is fine." I do it willingly, and I don’t need any guilt or sympathy, I’m fine on my own, and I don’t need anyone’s pity.”

Zhao Litang's hand froze for a long time, slowly retracted it, and then squeezed it secretly.

"Do you think I am guilty, sympathetic, or pity for you?" His voice became cold, and the enthusiasm just now was extinguished by these words from beginning to end.

"In your heart, am I so tolerant to everyone? Don't forget that you are a barbarian. Do I have any compassion for the enemy?"

A Lanyue pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, it was exactly what he thought, the general cared so much about his origin and his barbarian blood, how could he have any other feelings for him.

"Isn't it?" A Lanyue said slowly, "Actually, the general doesn't need to owe me anything at all. My life was originally saved by the general, so I should return it to the general. Now it's just a pair of broken legs. To save a life, no matter what, I earned it..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Litang leaned slightly, approaching A Lanyue's cheek, pinching his chin so that he could look at her.

"When did I say I want you to pay it back? I will keep your life well. In the future, you are not allowed to seek death!"

The figure that fell from the city wall that night has been Zhao Litang's unforgettable nightmare for the past few years. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could feel how panicked and afraid A Lanyue must have been at that time. How determined and determined.

The sudden close distance made A Lanyue's breathing a little messy. He stared at the magnified handsome face in front of him, with a tenderness that was almost greedy in his eyes, but in an instant he was suppressed by a coldness.

"General, let me go first, Nineteen was here just now, if he saw...it would be bad..." A Lanyue said softly.

"He has gone back to the house." Zhao Litang did not let go of his plan.

"...But, there are other people living in the yard. If others see it, it will spread to Nineteen's ears sooner or later. The general likes Nineteen so much, so he must not tolerate such gossip."

There were still some bright tears in A Lanyue's eyes, but he held back all of them so that they did not fall. After he finished speaking, the strength on his chin not only did not loosen, but tightened even more.

Zhao Litang's eyes darkened a bit, staring at the curved crescent imprint dotted under the corner of his eyes, he suppressed it so much that the end of his eyes were slightly burned red.

"So what if he knows? You don't care about yourself, but you care about others."

A Lanyue was silent for a while, and then said, "...the person the general likes, how could he be someone else."

A teardrop rolled down his cheek again, and dripped onto the back of Zhao Litang's hand, which made his heart shiver suddenly.

Once the tears started to fall, it was hard to hold back.

A Lanyue shed tears silently, and said intermittently:

"I know, the general's love has long been given to someone else... It's me, and I've been following you with a stern face, it must be very annoying... But fortunately, I recognize it now, and I won't bother the general again in the future. I also know that my leg is impossible to heal... So, I will leave tomorrow, and I will never appear in front of you again... I will disappear completely, I..."

Before the rest of the words were finished, they were directly blocked back into the throat.

A Lanyue's mouth was half open, just enough for someone to sneak in and seal his lips, so that he could no longer say the words about leaving.

Zhao Litang closed his eyes, and kissed him with all his heart. Those thoughts and longings that had grown wildly in his body seemed to have finally found a breakthrough, and it was as difficult to calm down as if the floodgates were opened to release the flood.

After a long time, Zhao Litang let him go.

A Lanyue's originally pale lips now turned bright red and glowing with rime, his heart was still beating wildly, his mind was buzzing indiscriminately, a kiss disturbed his thoughts, What he hadn't said just now came out.

"...The marriage contract between us can't be counted anymore, but before I leave, the general will write me a letter of reconciliation..."

Zhao Litang's hand was still attached to the back of his neck, but when he heard these cold words, a wave of anger burned directly from his heart.

The church has also worshiped, and the relatives have also become friends. What should be done and what should not be done has been done a few years ago.

Now, after finally finding him, and the joy and joy had not yet passed, he actually began to anxiously ask himself if he wanted to be with Li Shu, and wanted to draw a clear line with himself.

So what are those entanglements before, what are these four years of hard searching, what is this heart that is burdened with pain and hope, longing to see him again.

"You are the one who wants to get married, and you are the one who wants to reconcile. Let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

After Zhao Litang gritted his teeth, he immediately hugged the person in the wheelchair, and then strode towards a certain room.

A Lanyue couldn't break free, and was already pressed onto the bed in a whirl, and then began to untie his robe roughly with both hands, which reminded him of some bad memories in the barbarian army camp, he was afraid He resisted and refused, but his hands were directly pressed together on top of his head.

Although A Lanyue's legs couldn't exert any strength, they still felt it. A knee pushed open the seam of his legs, no matter how much he twisted his waist, he still couldn't get rid of it.

"Let me go...you let go...please...don't...like this..."

A Lanyue was crying so hard that she was almost out of breath. No matter how painful he was in the past, he would not resist, so he would not know that resisting would only make the other party even hotter and crazy.

"Don't you want to reconcile Li Shu? As long as I haven't given it to you, we will still be husband and wife..." Zhao Litang's eyes were burning red, he controlled him with one hand, and stripped his clothes with the other, and quickly The person under him was peeled into a smooth boiled egg.

"... Now, let's fulfill our duties as husband and wife."

A Lanyue cried until her voice became hoarse, and she struggled so hard that she had no energy left. Knowing that she couldn't escape, she stopped resisting and lay quietly, crying silently while trembling uncontrollably.

Realizing that the person under him was not moving, Zhao Litang also slowly regained his senses, the anger that was about to burn through him calmed down, and then his body suddenly slumped.

— Stiff, seeing clearly the person under him who is biting his lips tightly and refusing to make a sound.

Zhao Litang pulled the quilt in a panic, wrapped the person under him tightly, stretched out his fingers trembling, and carefully wiped away A Lanyue's tears.

He was dazzled by joy, but also dazed by anger.

The first time he saw A Lanyue, he wanted to get close to him, to kiss and hug him, to sleep with him, to kiss his tears away, to tell him that he was never allowed to leave him again, to tell him about these few days. Years of lovesickness, I want to express my heart...

But I never thought of forcing him like this.

But hearing A Lanyue's indifferent words, Zhao Litang felt shrouded in a fear of losing him again at any time.

So scared, so flustered, so hurt him again.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... don't cry, okay..." Zhao Litang hugged the person under the quilt tightly, buried his face deeply between his shoulders and neck, his breath was full of the smell of him, and then The eye sockets gradually became moist.

"I won't touch you... I won't touch you if you don't like it..." He said sullenly.

"So...don't go...okay...don't leave me again..."

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