[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

As the night gradually deepened, Hua Manlou and Su Mier had already left the palace, but Ye Gucheng still maintained his previous posture and did not move.

It has been a long time since he was so focused and meticulous like this moment, just looking at his lover's face so purely.

Flying sword eyebrows, slightly upturned thin lips that seem to be still smiling, slender eyelashes, and those eyes that are shining like stars but are now tightly closed.

Ye Gucheng knew that swords and swords had no eyes on the battlefield, no matter whether it was a general or a soldier, no one could guarantee that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

Even though he has the reputation of ever victorious, he is still a body of flesh and blood, not to mention that with Li Mochen's temperament, he must take the lead in the charge without fear of life and death.

Injury, even death, does not seem to be too unexpected.

But even so, Ye Gucheng never thought that there would be such a day before, let alone that this day would come so hastily, and he was not prepared for it at all.

In fact, Li Mochen's appearance like this has nothing to do with Ye Gucheng, but Su Mier's questioning voice full of grief still lingers in his ears.

—— "How on earth did you take care of the little general?!"

Su Mier was right, he really didn't take good care of his lover, never had.

During this relationship, Ye Gucheng knew very well that he didn't give a lot, at least compared to Li Mochen, it was much less.

Before Li Mochen, he had never liked anyone, and he didn't know how to like someone.

I remember when we first met, that person was unruly, as if there was nothing in the world worthy of his attention, but later on, when Li Mochen fell in love with him, the original pure flamboyance began to be fused with prudence and care. , even if there is a little smile in his eyes, that person will be as happy as a child. He is obviously such a proud person, but he is willing to lay down under him, tactful and joyful.

When he concealed his connection with King Nan and was discovered by that person, the eyes of that always resolute and strong general turned red with anger, and in the end he didn't even say a single serious word, just because "" I like you so much, how can I be willing to embarrass you."

Even at the end, before he left, the man still tried his best to smile at him, whispering "Gucheng, I'm sorry", I'm sorry, I can't be by your side anymore...

Ye Gucheng vaguely recalled a day long ago, or not too long ago, when he was sitting in the courtyard wiping his sword, while Li Mochen, who was wearing this red dress at this time, was lazily leaning against a nearby tree, hugging him in his arms. Holding a spear, he tossed a delicate wine jar with his free hand.

Li Mochen loves wine very much, but that day he had the wine jar in his hand, but he didn't have any intention of drinking it. According to him, it means that he can't drink very well, and it would be too uneconomical to get drunk during this rare good time up.

While talking, he laughed, looked at the spear in his hand and continued: "Gucheng, seeing that the border is getting more and more stable, I probably should disarm and return to the fields, but I can't do anything except fight. You have come to support me, you have enough horse grass and wine."

Ye Gucheng couldn't remember what he answered back then.

He only remembered that Li Mochen smiled and bent his peach blossom eyes, and a little bit of starlight poured out, as if the brightest stars in the sky had melted into those eyes.

It would be great if time could go back to that moment, but unfortunately...

Ye Gucheng has seen the relationship between Huamanlou and Su Mier, and also knows how Li Mochen's friend, the beautiful but innocent Persian youth, was cared and loved by the seventh son of the Hua family.

Just as he was so careful and considerate when he was in Baihualou today.

But this kind of tenderness, which is close to sweetness, has appeared between him and Li Mochen very few times, it seems that it is only between the beds, when he is rubbing his ears and temples together, he looks at the people under him covered with criss-crossing hair. The scarred body and the fragile eyes revealed in a trance due to the misty water vapor, only then can there be a faint hint of love and affection.

Li Mochen never asked for his tenderness.

The person who didn't even know the appearance of his parents had lived a hard life from the day he could remember. Later, he entered the Tiance Mansion and went into battle to kill the enemy. The old scab is replaced by the scar, and the pain has become the most used feeling.

Tiance's soldiers are the wolves of the Eastern Capital, with a straight spear, a long spear can split the clouds and pass through the sky, and he is invincible. Even if he is dead, his back should not bend even an inch.

This is persistence and pride.

All the enemies hated him deeply, and the brother Pao Zejian in the army had loyalty and trust, but there had never been anyone who could give him tenderness.

He also took it for granted that he didn't need those soft emotions, and it was even more impossible to ask for anything.

As far as he is concerned, even if the person he loves is always lonely and cold, as long as he stays by that person's side, it is enough warmth.

But in Ye Gucheng's heart, that person is strong and proud, does not need his meticulous and gentle protection, that person is free and easy, does not need his constant attention, that person loves him deeply, and will never leave his side ...

Although such an idea has never been put into words, it actually existed in his subconscious mind.

So he diligently practiced swordsmanship and was busy with the great cause of restoring the country, but he ignored the people around him invisibly. Now, he has completed the ancestral training of the Ye family, but his heart has become empty.

His lover was clearly beside him, his eyes were lightly closed as if in deep sleep, but he felt that his outstretched hand could no longer touch that pale cheek.

Witnessing the pain of the loved one dying with closed eyes in his arms is heart-piercing. Compared with such pain, the blood overflowing from the mouth due to internal force is nothing.

Su Mier said that Li Mochen would wake up.

No matter how ridiculous this statement sounds, Ye Gucheng is willing to believe it, even though he knows very well that the person lying on the bed has already lost all signs of life.

He didn't believe in destiny all his life, but this time, he sincerely hoped that a miracle would happen and his lover could open his eyes again.

"Mochen, I'm sorry, I really didn't take good care of you."

Ye Gucheng bent down and hugged the cold body into his arms, while the young general in red clothes leaned quietly on his shoulder, his dark hair covered his bloodless but still handsome side. His face was still vaguely the same as before.

However, at this moment, his lover no longer raised his head, looked at him with those peach-blossom eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a lazy and childish smile.

Closing his eyes, Ye Gucheng took Li Mochen's hand that was hanging aside in his palm.

That hand was not soft, but had well-defined joints, slender and strong. Because of holding the bow and holding the gun all the year round, there was a thick layer of calluses between the fingertips and the palm, and it was bitingly cold, but once he held it, he never wanted to let it go. opened.

"Mochen, will you wake up?"

"Hua Man Lou, do you think the little general will wake up?" Su Mier's eyes were red, and the hoarseness after crying still remained in his voice.

Hua Manlou knew how sad Su Mier was at the moment.

In this world, Hua Manlou still remembers the ecstasy when Su Mier and Li Mochen met for the first time. He even got jealous once because of it. your feelings.

But now, that high-spirited, handsome young general just passed away, and even he was a little sad, not to mention how sad Su Mier would be.

He also wanted to comfort Su Mier that Li Mochen would definitely wake up, but what's the point of saying such unfounded words?How trustworthy is hope based on miracles?

He didn't get an answer, and Su Mier didn't continue to ask. He understood Hua Manlou's thoughts. In fact, he himself thought so.

Even though he was so swearing before, how could he guarantee such a matter of life and death?

Feeling a dull pain in his heart, he slightly tightened his hand with Huamanlou, and pushed open the door of Baihualou.

Red invitation cards of different styles were scattered all over the place, because they were too hasty when they left and forgot to close the windows, and were blown away by the wind.

Previously, Su Mier was still discussing their marriage with Hua Manlou, and never thought about...

Su Mier bent down, and together with Hua Manlou, picked up the invitations on the ground one by one, making a stack.

Seeing the bright and festive red in his hands, he sighed softly, and said to Huamanlou apologetically, "I'm sorry, can our marriage be okay...I'm really..."

"I understand." Huaman went up to embrace him in his arms, and patted Su Mier's trembling shoulders a few times, "I know you have a good relationship with General Li, so it's okay."

"Little General and I..." Su Mier let go of all his strength and leaned on Hua Manlou's shoulder, "We have known each other for many years."

He closed his eyes and slowly remembered.

"That year, I went to the Central Plains with the business group sent by the church. It was the first time I left the Western Regions. I was ignorant of everything in the Central Plains, not to mention the rules and taboos, cultural etiquette, and even the official language. You have to stumble, and it's not easy at all.

Just two days after arriving in Central Plains, I quarreled with the fortune-teller next door, Chunyang Daoist, over the issue of mutton skewers. In the beginning, the little general was helping.

Since then, I have always thought that the little general is a good person. Even if I later learned that the little general is neither gentle nor kind, the reason why he is so helpful is what Tiance Mansion asks for. To maintain the image of Tiance Mansion or something.

The little general said that if he followed his own wishes, he would always cause trouble for me and the Taoist priest, even if he didn't have a soul-breaking thorn, he would have to step on a horseshoe mark to relieve his hatred.

Although the little general looks arrogant and casual, I think he is really a very gentle person.

like a brother...

......"

Su Mier talked for a long time, but Hua Manlou listened quietly all the time, listening to the past between Su Mier and the general.

If it was normal, he would definitely watch the joke and pretend to be jealous, taking the opportunity to tease the cute cat, but at this moment, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly and comforted him silently.