After being dressed as cannon fodder, the villain thought I loved him deeply

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"Why are you mad at him!" Fang Tingbai looked at the childish man in front of him speechlessly.

"Hmph, didn't he get mad at me first?" The man took off his coat regardless and climbed onto the bed, worried that Fang Tingbai's stomach would be uncomfortable after sitting like this for a long time, so he changed him into a more comfortable position and leaned against him shoulders.

"What are you guys talking about? So happy." He hugged him into his arms, but restlessly pulled Fang Tingbai's hand over to play with.

Fang Tingbai was a little amused when he listened to him obviously curious but asked in a casual tone on purpose: "Isn't it our secret to tell you?"

"What? Dare to have a little secret with other men now?" The movement of the hand was slightly aggravated as punishment.

"Stingy ghost." Fang Tingbai stuck out his tongue: "We talked about the dream he had when he was a child."

"Dream? How do you bring this up? What strange things did he tell you?" Yan Han'an was really a little nervous when he mentioned this dream. It was because of that magical dream that Bai Zimo's character became so indifferent. Tuned.

"Why are you so nervous!" Hold down the man's nervously raised hand: "Actually, I didn't tell you before that I also had that dream of his. And...my dream was more serious than his. The scope of reality is wider. He just entered a strange room in a dream. And I lived a life in a dream."

"Experienced a life?"

"Well, Yan Han'an, do you believe me?" Fang Tingbai suddenly looked up at the people around him.

"Letter." Almost immediately after asking the question, the man next to him answered.

Fang Tingbai looked at the man with a smile, thinking that perhaps the reason why he was so miserable in his last life was because all his luck was accumulated to meet this man.

"In the dream, everyone is equal in that world. There is no male superiority and female inferiority, and people will not be divided into three, six, or nine grades. As long as you work hard, everyone will have a way out. It is a very beautiful world."

Yan Han'an can't quite understand that kind of world, but since Fang Tingbai used the word "beautiful", he feels that that world must be the most beautiful.

"Which world do you prefer?" He asked cautiously.

Unexpectedly, Fang Tingbai shook his head: "That world is beautiful, but I am not happy there."

"Someone bullied you?"

"Hmm! Someone bullied me." Leaning his head on Yan Hanan's body, Fang Tingbai said aggrievedly.

"Who?" Following Fang Tingbai's movements, he hugged him a little tighter.

"In the dream world, I have a mother who likes to control her children. He hopes to raise me to be the most perfect. I am very tired every day, and I have no way to rest. But no matter how well I do, She is always dissatisfied, so I can only work harder, so I am more tired."

"Why, isn't she your mother?" Yan Han'an didn't quite understand, he thought of his mother, the woman with picturesque eyebrows.He is decisive on the battlefield, but every time he will show his most gentle side in front of him.

"Because...she doesn't love her child. In her eyes, I'm just a painting of him. Only when the painting is finished can I win her favor. It's a pity that most of the time I can't satisfy her When mentioning the last life, Fang Tingbai inevitably felt uncomfortable.

"Tingbai." Feeling that the person in his arms was not in the right mood, Yan Han'an reached out to touch Fang Tingbai's cheek, and even felt a touch of moisture.She kissed him on the hair with distress: "It's enough for you to have me to love you, that's just a dream."

"Hmm! That's just a dream. You are enough for me." Fang Tingbai murmured.

"Do you still have that dream now?"

"No, not anymore."

Gently put your arms around your loved one and pat him on the shoulder for comfort.He didn't understand how anyone would be dissatisfied with such an excellent Fang Tingbai.

Neither of them spoke when they leaned together, but there was a feeling of intimacy.He didn't say anything anymore, but Fang Tingbai couldn't express the comfort in his heart.

Suddenly Yan Han'an asked with a weird expression: "Is this what you were talking about with Bai Zimo today?"

"No, I only told you about this. I didn't tell him the specific content of the dream." Fang Tingbai shook his head.

Yan Han'an's brows that were about to get closer were relaxed in Fang Ting's sentence "I only told you".

This night, Fang Tingbai unexpectedly dreamed of the world after his death in his previous life.

There was no special change in the mother's expression when she saw her dead body.She seemed unwilling to accept it and said to Fang Tingbai's cold body: "There are still two equestrian lessons left this afternoon."

Because of Fang Tingbai's death, his father, who refused to go home all the year round, came back.Looking at his dead body, his father showed a little sadness on his face.

Looking at his wife's devastated expression, he said angrily, "You've killed the child, are you satisfied? You're a lunatic."

The husband's words woke the woman up: "Oh, I forced him to death? If you didn't leave him behind and refused to go home, where would I have the opportunity to force him to death?"

"You... didn't expect that you haven't changed until now. I just can't stand your perverted desire to control, so I don't want to go home, and his brother Fang's hearing skills are the same. We can't stand your perverted control Desire, only Xiaobai, he is afraid that you will be sad, and he is unwilling to leave you. But what about you? You are exhausted!" The father angrily got angry at his wife, this was the first time he got so angry at her.

He used to think that it would be fine to let her go, but Qun didn't expect that this would actually kill his youngest son.

Hearing his parents quarreling and seeing the distorted expression on his mother's face, Fang Tingbai felt as if he couldn't breathe, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

It felt like facing death again.He curled up in a corner, no one could see him, no one could save him.

At this moment, he felt as if there was a person standing in front of him. He bent down and stretched out a hand towards him, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Following the voice, he raised his head and saw Yan Han'an's face.Seeing the hand stretched out towards him, Fang Tingbai put it on without hesitation.

As if satisfied, Fang Ting Bai Youyou woke up from the dream.Looking at the man lying next to him, he felt great satisfaction in his heart.

I couldn't help rubbing my head in the man's arms, leaving a sentence: "Thank you." Then I fell asleep again.

Just like what the military doctor said, Fang Tingbai's injury was not serious.After three or five days of raising it, it is almost healed, and the wound has scabbed over.

Recently, Bai Zimo would go to their tent to listen to Bai and chat with Fang for a while every day.

Even the severe cold can't drive away.

It wasn't until Bai Zimo came to say goodbye to him that day that Fang Tingbai realized that this person was Daliang's left prime minister.I have to go back to Beijing.

"At this time, we may not be able to go back in time for the Spring Festival." Fang Tingbai sighed.

"Don't worry. We can catch up as soon as possible." Knowing that this person is reluctant to part with him, Bai Zimo rarely comforts him thoughtfully.

Almost as soon as he said he would leave, he said goodbye to him the first day and said he was leaving.Early in the morning of the second day, Bai Zimo and Du Jie hurried to Shangjing.

Fang Tingbai, who was just injured, forcibly followed to the gate of the camp to see Bai Zimo off.

Yan Han'an was afraid that he would catch cold, so he was wrapped tightly in three layers inside and outside.

Fang Tingbai even felt that he was walking like a rolling ball.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon." Fang Tingbai said with emotion, feeling the increasingly strong New Year atmosphere in the Yanbei Camp.

"What? Homesick?" Yan Han'an took his hand and walked forward slowly, for fear that he would accidentally fall and hurt the wound.Even if the wound seems to be fine now.

"Homesick?" Fang Tingbai stopped and looked at Yan Han'an, then threw himself into his arms.Put your chin on Yan Han'an's shoulder and close to his ear and say, "Where you are is my home."

[The author has something to say: It's too late!

I'm really busy today!Fortunately, it's not too late! 】