Only God is left

When Li Siyuan said these words to him in a cold tone, he could see the turbulent emotions suppressed after seeing those always sharp eyes.

He'd never realized it, but then it dawned on him that it was true: his father lived in him, his father was in everything he did.He was suddenly terrified that he couldn't live like this, or one day he would burn out, just like his father.

If I could start it all over again, I'd make the exact same choice.

He remembered his father saying this to him when he received Liu Rengong's invitation to go to the military mansion to discuss matters.

Do the right thing, don't care what other people say or do, you do your own thing and do your best.

From then on, he began his life as a cavalry general of the dental soldiers under Li Siyuan's tent.On the Lianghe battlefield, he fought hand-to-hand almost every day, but he felt relaxed and bright.One day the war will end, he may not have the chance to see that day, but he clearly knows that there will be that day, he is killing, and he is also making that day come faster.

Until the king of Jin ordered the outer cavalry general, Shi Jiantang, a well-known white-robed pioneer in the army, came to him privately and wanted to take him into his tent.

Up to now, he still remembers clearly that the young man looked at him with clear and focused eyes, and stammered when he stared at him.When the young man bowed his head and smiled embarrassedly under his reminder, a place in his heart suddenly burned silently.

Danger, the horn of warning sounded sharply in his heart, his father lived on him, and he would burn until there was no ashes left.

So he politely declined King Jin's invitation, and never saw Shi Jiantang again, and later heard that he died in Zhenzhou.

"I don't want to be like my father," he said. "I just want to live. I want to live even if I live like this. Maybe my son is just an excuse."

Perhaps because he drank a little too much, Gao Xingzhou stretched out his hand and looked at it and whispered to himself: "My hands have been very cold these years, if this continues, I will freeze to death sooner or later."

Every once in a while there's someone with golden eyes in the family, and that fire of passion will burn them, but without that heat they'll freeze to death again, with no choice, because they're meant to be burning man.

"I know I'm selfish. I shouldn't love my son so much. It will be a burden to him. But if I don't love him so much, I will die. I will definitely freeze to death."

Fu Yanqing, who had been listening quietly all this time, suddenly grabbed Gao Xingzhou's hand. Gao Xingzhou froze, but had no intention of getting rid of it.

"You will live well," Fu Yanqing grabbed his hand and covered his icy fingertips, and put it to his lips to warm it with alcohol-smelling breath: "——those are over, you will live Very good."

"But I still feel cold, always cold, don't you feel cold?"

Gao Xingzhou looked at him with dazed eyes, obviously drunk.But what a pair of beautiful golden eyes, Fu Yanqing thought, what beautiful eyes, after so many years, why are his eyes still so bright and dazzling golden?An absurd thought even arose in his mind: Could he make the light in these eyes brighter?

After thinking about it for a long time, his answer was so stupid that he wanted to slap himself a few times: "It's very cold, because it's winter now, let's go back to the house."

They all drank a lot that night, Gao Xingzhou fell asleep as soon as he supported Gao Xingzhou to the collapse, Fu Yanqing pulled out a blanket to cover Gao Xingzhou's body, and fell asleep with his clothes next to him.

In the middle of the night, he vaguely heard a sound next to him. He could feel the shoulder close to him trembling slightly. Gao Xingzhou didn't make a sound, but he could tell from his rapid breathing that he was do what.

All that remained in his memory after that was that he turned around, a pair of hot lips and golden misty eyes.

piping hot.

When the wind hit Fu Yanqing's face in the early morning of the next day, he turned over in a daze, and hit the head of the bed with his arms outstretched.

He lost his sense of alcohol in an instant, threw off the blanket on his body and sat up in a jerk.

The clothes are still there, very good; there are no suspicious traces on the roof, very good; the room is small, and the windows have been opened very wide, so even if there is any smell, it has dissipated long ago...Forget it, let’s just pretend that there is no smell at all. …

But his head was still dizzy - he was frightened, and it was obvious that he hadn't gone all the way from last night's drinking.He reached out to the back of his head and pinched his neck hard, but accidentally scratched a red mark on his shoulder, and the burning pain became apparent.

It's a tooth mark.

God, what did he do?

He put on his coat and rushed out of the courtyard gate, just running into Gao Xingzhou who came in from outside.

Gao Xingzhou greeted him as usual, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Last night I lost my temper after drinking, thanks to Guanhou taking care of me. I saw you were still sleeping this morning, so I didn't want to disturb you, but I just thought that I would go back to Luzhou this afternoon, so I just wanted to go back to Luzhou." Come to formally say goodbye, you just woke up."

"Shangzhi..."

He swallowed the words that came to his lips, "Did I fuck you yesterday when I was drunk", how could he ask such a question?

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