I hope to return to the country

When Le Zhiyu woke up, his genius was dim.

It's not that he's not tired, but that the environment of the inn beside the official road in the outskirts is too noisy, and it can't compare with the quiet and leisure of the house in the city.

Early in the morning, there were footsteps coming and going in the corridors and downstairs, all kinds of high and low voices were chatting, and the middle was mixed with Xiaoer's yelling for guests to have breakfast, and children chasing and making noise. , the muffled and piercing dragging sounds of grooms and handymen carrying wooden luggage boxes, etc., are almost comparable to the excitement in the market.

This makes Le Zhiyu still able to fall asleep.

And Qin Zhi also got up earlier than him.

When he just opened his eyes and looked around the room in confusion, he saw Qin Zhiyi, who was dressed neatly, sitting by the window, holding a piece of black velvet and slowly wiping the shiny long sword in his hand.

The morning light coming in from the window shone over Qin Zhiyi's body, softening the side face with the sharp jawbones, but the long sword in his hand shone coldly under the light, reflecting the extraordinarily beautiful expression on the other half of his face. Sharp and sharp, it seems that there is a faint oppression, making people dare not approach.

These two completely opposite feelings of light and darkness, softness and rigidity are contradictory and weird, making the very familiar person in front of him become a little strange in a trance.

In fact, on a certain level, he is indeed a stranger. After all, he refuses to admit his identity. Except for the sentence "surname Qin", he has not even revealed a complete fake name from beginning to end.

Le Zhiyu stared at him blankly, and for some reason flashed through his mind the silent words that Yun Zhiyu persistently shouted to himself when he was hanging at the gate of the city.

The few mouth shapes that I couldn't guess at that time, but now the first three words emerged in my heart inexplicably, like clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

Qin, brother, brother.

Le Zhiyu told Yun Zhiyu this title.

Then what did Yun Zhiyu want to tell him?

What's wrong with Brother Qin, what are the next few words...

The more Le Zhiyu tried to think, the more he couldn't think of it, his mind was like overturning a pot of sticky eight-treasure porridge, it was in a mess, so he simply pulled the quilt to cover his head, trying to isolate all the noisy sounds outside , so that he can have a clean place to recall.

"If you wake up, get up, and it's time to change your dressing."

Qin Zhiyi's deep and pleasant voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and then a hand lifted a corner of his quilt, just in time to expose Le Zhiyu's distorted face that was suppressed by deep thinking.

What's more unfortunate is that he was still pulling his own ears, and with this grinning expression, those who didn't know thought he was insane and going crazy in bed.

The air seemed to be slightly stagnant.

Le Zhiyu also didn't understand why Qin Zhiyi caught him in the most embarrassing and embarrassing way every time. Could this be the legendary "It's not that enemies don't get together"?

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but it was Qin Zhiyi who spoke first with a faint smile on his lips.

"What's the matter? Internal urgency?"

"No, no..."

Only then did Le Zhiyu come back to his senses, his face blushed again unconsciously, and he wanted to get under the covers as if trying to escape, but Qin Zhiyi hooked his shoulders once again, as lightly and delicately as if fishing for a small fish Just his whole body was pulled out of the quilt.

"Still sleeping? Didn't you worry about the assassins chasing you yesterday, and rushed to escape for your life? Are you not afraid now?"

To be honest, he was overly frightened and panicked yesterday, but now after sleeping, Le Zhiyu was really not worried that the assassin would kill him.

After all, Qin Zhiyi's martial arts are so high, and his attitude is so calm and composed, those assassins are not a threat at all in his eyes, so why should Le Zhiyu worry about it and scare himself?

What he's really afraid of now is that Yun Zhiyu's unguessable second half of the sentence always feels like an unknown whirlpool swamp on the road ahead, implying unfathomable secrets and dangers, once known, it will be the time of death.

"Brother Qin, am I selfish?"

Le Zhiyu leaned against Qin Zhiyi's arms, his voice was soft and lifeless, it sounded like he couldn't conceal his worry and frustration.

"I always want to tie you by my side, I always say that I won't be a burden, but I seem to be burdening you all the time..."

"What are you talking about?"

Qin Zhiyi rubbed Le Zhiyu's still hot ear tips with his fingers, as if he was soothing, but also sighed slightly.

"Besides, maybe I'm hurting you."

Le Zhiyu only took these words as comfort.

Including the imperial court, all forces outside are looking for Ning Yuancheng not to kill him, but for the military power in his hands, so even if he is found, there is a high probability that he will be regarded as a guest, even if he wants to threaten him, He will also lure him first, so that he will not kill him when he comes up.

But Le Zhiyu was different.

A former court Yugu who has no power, no soldiers, no plan and no strategy, has no use value, but it is extremely annoying to watch, and it is not a pity to die.

Especially now that he has an additional identity as the young master of the Qingdan Society. If it is exposed, the court can kill him to deter him, and the rest of the world can make him famous if he is killed. Such a good deal will certainly attract more people. Someone came to kill him.

So in terms of implicating, it would only be him implicating Qin Zhiyi.

"Brother Qin, if you encounter any life-and-death danger, don't resist, just run first if you can, and don't worry about me."

Le Zhiyu looked up at Qin Zhiyi, his eyes were moist, as if he was about to cry.

"As long as you don't forget me in your heart from now on."

Qin Zhi was also silent for a while, his palm slid down his shoulders, and he held his hand slowly but forcefully. Although his expression was calm, he was focused and soft, and he opened his mouth with a smile.

"I won't ignore you, and I won't forget you, but you said yesterday that you want to marry me and be together forever, and now you say these depressing words with a sad face, did you wake up and think it through, do you regret it?"

Le Zhiyu froze for a moment, the frustration just now was immediately replaced by the astonishment and grievance of being suspicious, and subconsciously blurted out loudly.

"I have no regrets! I really want to marry you!"

Seeing Qin Zhiyi, he just nodded with a smile, noncommittal, and immediately raised his finger to his ear in a hurry, and said angrily, "You don't believe me, do you? Then I swear to God..."

"All right."

Qin Zhi also stopped him, and rubbed the top of his head like a child.

"I don't believe you, I just saw that you were a little upset just now, just teasing you."

Le Zhiyu grabbed his hand, placed it solemnly on his heart, and looked at him very seriously.

"Brother Qin, promise me that no matter what situation you are in, you must put your own safety first. Only when you live well can I live well. Even if I experience ups and downs and adversities and are separated, I will still find you. You grow old together and stay together for the rest of your life."

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Happy New Year's Day~ It's late but it's here~