Suya

Li Xiruo blinked, and the candlelight fell on his eyelashes, turning into a transparent shadow like water: "I will help the people of Li country to do what they want to do but dare not do, you don't need to ask me why or Like it or not, since I am a national teacher, I will live and die for them without any reason or reward."

Feng Chen stared at him blankly.

The cold wind swept across the tent, and the heavy and suppressed voice twisted into a bottomless vortex, tearing the candlelight and the air.

The air seemed to be getting thinner, Feng Chen took a deep breath.

He walked up to Li Xiruo, stretched out his hand slowly, and wrapped his fingers around Li Xiruo's neck, with a cold breath and a bit of abandonment: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" He lowered his voice, It seemed that he was the one whose throat was choked.

"I'm thinking, instead of waiting for you to die for those who don't know the so-called leavers, it's better to let me kill you with my own hands."

His hands gradually tightened, and his fingertips pressed down on the white skin.

Li Xiruo looked at him with such calm eyes, like a deep pool of water, without wind or waves, not even a single ripple.

Feng Chen's hands tightened a little more, but they began to tremble slightly, uncontrollably.

The two looked into each other's eyes, figures, lights and shadows intertwined in the pupils, time seemed to stop flowing, the whistling wind broke through the gap of time, isolating the two worlds.

Fingers finally slid across the skin, drooping down like withered flowers.

Feng Chen laughed a few times, the laughter was dry and boring, as if he was laughing at himself, but also seemed to be laughing at God's will.

He shook his head with a smile, and the corner of his split mouth was full of bitterness that could not be concealed: "What's the use of killing you, even if you go to the underworld, you will still only miss leaving the country, but for you, Always just a dispensable person.”

He laughed more and more bitterly: "I knew that there would be such a day..." He seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed that he was talking in his sleep, and it seemed that he was soberly talking about what he couldn't escape. destiny.

"I knew it a long time ago." Feng Chen closed his eyes, which were dry.

Li Xiruo sighed softly: "Feng Chen, just like I said, I can't watch my people's families be ruined and displaced. If one day, they really fall to such a state, I will be more than anyone else." Everyone is sad."

Feng Chen looked at him, with thousands of words entangled in his heart, but he couldn't speak. Finally, he shook hands, and his nails made a few deep marks on the palm of his hand.

"I don't care so much, anyway, I still say that, you can leave me for leaving the country, but I will never let you die, if you die for leaving the country, I will kill everyone who can, let them I will be buried with you." After speaking, he walked out of the tent without looking back.

The moment they passed by, Li Xiruo looked back at him, the shoulders of the two lightly brushed against each other, making the slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the skin could not be touched through the material of the cloth, let alone feel the warmth of the other.

Feng Chen walked out of the sleeping tent without looking back, the heavy curtain was raised, and then fell heavily, like a butterfly wing wrinkled by a strong wind.

Li Xiruo followed, but didn't catch up, just stood by the door, watching Feng Chen's back silently.

The wind whimpered outside the tent, the withered and yellow weeds trembled in the wind, and the dim candlelight could not even illuminate the road ahead.

Feng Chen gradually walked away, his boots stepped on the weeds, making rustling whimpers.

Li Xiruo sighed softly, looked up at the moon hanging alone in the night, wondering what she was thinking.

The sound of footsteps gradually slowed down, Feng Chen stopped suddenly, his boots were covered in the green and gray weeds, like a boat in the waves.

He stood silently for a while, then turned around slowly, the wind was blowing his forehead hair, and the hair lightly swept across his face, like a mother kissing an injured child in distress.

Li Xiruo stood in front of the tent, looking up at the moon in a daze.

On this festive day, there is only a little candlelight, a cold wind, and a bright moon.

So cold, so lonely.

The candlelight flowed out from under the opened curtain, forming a scorching light and shadow, wrapping Li Xiruo's thin body, lingering on his snow-white clothes, the orange candlelight was so warm, but it seemed that it still couldn't dispel the slightest bit of permeation. The cold air cannot warm anyone's cold body.

The person under the lamp shadow is so lonely, standing alone in front of the huge sleeping tent.

The wind whizzed past, blowing his hair and clothes swaying endlessly, like a lone boat on the vast ocean, sailing tenaciously in the strong wind and waves, was swallowed by the huge waves, and struggled to surface again.

He floats alone in the vast ocean, and others stand on the coast thousands of miles away. Even if he is full of joy, he cannot share it with others. Even if he is sad and helpless, he cannot ask others to share it.

Some people can never be understood. They walk alone on their own path all their lives. Others can't read their thoughts or understand their hearts. They can only watch, speculate, and discuss from afar. , and watch them drift away, disappear, and forget them forever.

The rustle of weeds being stepped on sounded, getting heavier and heavier.

Feng Chen walked back to the bed tent.

Li Xiruo looked at him and blinked strangely.

Feng Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly,

Li Xiruo was stunned for a moment, then hugged him back, and said with a low smile, "I thought you were going to leave me alone like this."

Feng Chen couldn't laugh, he lowered his head, as if embracing a phantom that was about to disappear, the fragrance from Li Xiruo's body rushed into his nose with the chill of the wind, making the tip of his nose gradually a little sore.

Starlight and moonlight turned into a hazy veil, gently covering their embracing bodies, thin but warm, like the only flame dancing in the severe winter night.

"I won't abandon you, never will..." In the middle of the sentence, but couldn't continue, Feng Chen closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and whispered: "I'm sorry .”

Li Xiruo smiled slightly: "There is no need to apologize, I understand."

Feng Chen couldn't speak, any language seemed so impoverished at this moment, not to mention expressing his heartfelt heartfeltly, even just opening a gap to let the other party peep into his mind is so difficult.

When he was sad and helpless, Li Xiruo shook his head suddenly, and his long black hair rubbed against Feng Chen's neck.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chen lowered his head.

Li Xiruo raised her head from his arms, looked at him, and frowned slightly: "The ornaments on your clothes are pressing on my face."

Feng Chen raised his chin, and with the faint candlelight, he saw a faint red mark on his side face. He lowered his head and looked at his clothes, there was a small silver buckle on his chest , the height is exactly the same as Li Xiruo's face.

Feng Chen pressed the buckle subconsciously, as if punishing it, then touched the red mark on Li Xi Ruo's face, and asked with great distress: "Does it hurt?"

"A little."

Feng Chen carefully rubbed the shallow mark, Li Xiruo was amused: "If you rub it any longer, I will lose my appearance." After finishing speaking, he said in a tone of sudden realization: "You didn't mean it on purpose, did you? "

Feng Chen glanced at him with some dissatisfaction: "There is no reward for kindness."

"You dodge your eyes, obviously you have something wrong in your heart."

Feng Chen raised his hand angrily, pinched his face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously. After rubbing it for a while, he stared at his lips again, and couldn't help holding his face, and kissed it.

The gentle kiss is like soft white snow, fluttering and lingering.

After the kiss was over, Feng Chen pecked the corner of Li Xiruo's mouth reluctantly, lowered his voice, and said softly: "There is a sentence that I have never said to anyone, but today I tell you—" He frowned slightly He frowned and held his breath slightly, as if making an extremely solemn and sacred promise: "You are my most cherished person, and you will always be."

Li Xiruo looked at him, Feng Chen's figure fell into his deep pupils, like a drop of ink dissolved in his eyes, which couldn't be melted or washed away.

Li Xiruo held his hand: "Feng Chen, it is my life's fortune to meet you, and it is my blessing to be favored by you in three lives and three lifetimes. I have no regrets in this life."

Feng Chen was silent, and after a while, he took a deep breath, put his arm around Li Xiruo, and squeezed his shoulders: "Let's go, stay at my place tonight."

"Forget it, I'll take you back, otherwise if you get up late tomorrow and miss the time to go out, your subordinates will probably put the blame on me and scold me as that charming and tempting master." The fox demon might have to tie me up and roast me before giving up."

"It's okay. The fox demon has nine lives. It's not a big deal if you roast it. After you've been roasted, just change your appearance and come back to me. I won't tell them."

"You are too cruel."

"Just talking, don't worry, I will come to rescue you at the last moment when you are about to be cooked."

Li Xiruo stepped on Feng Chen's foot hard.