Only God is left

It is well known in the court that the captain-in-law's captain-in-law has a simple and eccentric way of handling people, and even when receiving guests in the hall, he often gets up and leaves without saying hello; although he is a relative of the emperor, he has had no contact with the emperor these years, that is, he does not meet There was also no personal relationship; even when the emperor sent people to welcome back from Youzhou the mother of Tongyuan army envoy Dong Zunhui, his first cousin, he did not say anything; He took off his dragon robe and was passed on as a gift in return.

This time the emperor's royal driver came to visit the elder princess's condition in person, but the prince consort didn't come to greet her in person. This kind of disrespect can be called disrespectful, and the emperor didn't care about it.

It was the son of the Gao family who came out. When the boy stood up, he found that the boy was scurrying around. In four or five years, he would be about the same size as him—he knew the boy very well, and he remembered that he was a very sensible child. Wei is addicted to hunting and often takes a few people out for three or four days. During these years, when he was hunting in the suburbs, he would "occasionally" meet him. After a while, I felt relieved to know that he was doing well now, so he quietly walked away again.

When seeing his sister, her attitude was very serene and peaceful—it seemed that anyone who had been with him for a long time would have his temperament—when the door was closed without outsiders, she would speak commonplace, and his sister didn’t even say anything. Taboo about the funeral.

"He said that whoever leaves first will go to the same place," his sister said with a smile, "I really believe that."

While talking, he stopped talking suddenly, turned his face to look out with a smile; he took a deep breath, and when he followed his sister's gaze, the white figure stood there not far or near.

Nothing has changed.

He stood up slowly, but his feet couldn't move at all as if they were nailed.

The distance of only a few dozen steps is as far away as the Milky Way. The two of them stood facing each other for a long time, and neither of them moved first for a long time.

Missing is like a knife, you can turn around and pretend not to see it, you can lie to yourself that you have forgotten it, but when you face it again, it will always be cut down to your heart with one knife at a time.

A surge of intense emotions came, easily breaking through what he thought was a hard shell, and the softest part of his heart was suddenly exposed to the sharp blade without any precautions, and was cut to bloody flesh. Hiding does not mean forgetting, All the pain that had been deliberately ignored surged up in an instant, until his hair stood upside down and his eye sockets were wet.

How could it not have changed at all, 14 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the years have passed, and they are not young anymore.But when he looked into those eyes, time whizzed backwards, all those years came back, his every move, every word, every expression, every gesture, every laughter and every cry, were clearly and vividly Right in front of your fingertips.He wants to do a lot, he wants to rush up and hug him tightly, kiss him and love him right here, he wants to never let go when he grabs him, all human relations and norms go to his mother, What kind of shit is a world that can't accommodate a relationship that loves so much that it gives everything?

He suppressed the churning in his heart, and walked over first.

"…how have you been?"

"like this."

After a long silence, he spoke again: "The money I owe you is almost enough."

There was no response at all, he couldn't tell whether the person next to him was real, or he was talking to himself again to the illusion, he was chattering like a child waiting for recognition for too long, talking about what he did , What has been done, what will be done; the court said that the emperor has never seen money, like pennies and pennies. In his plan, it is not enough to unify the north and the south, flatten the northwest, and he wants to do more. A glorious empire, glorious enough to rival his sacrifice.

"Hey," he turned his body slightly, and moved closer, the smell of longing silently seeped into his bone marrow: "When the time comes, you won't regret it when you accept Lihong."

When he couldn't get any closer, he suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lips. The person next to him subconsciously moved away but was grabbed by him, and the hand with the familiar temperature shook in his hand.

Just like when I kissed him for the first time, my heart was beating fast, and I was so nervous that I squeezed my hand carefully: "Huh?"

To make friends with people is to do what they like. Everyone in the world cherishes their lives. There are only two things other than love of things or love of names. Those who love things give more money and goods, and those who love names give more face. The methods vary from person to person and need to be flexible .

But there is only one person in the world,

love him.

That smile never changed.

"it is good."

……

Before leaving, he specially called the young man again, put his hands on his shoulders and pulled him aside, lowered his head and said with a serious expression: "You are the boss, take more care of the family from now on, understand?"

The young man's face could already see the outline of an adult, and he looked a little immature without being tempered by wind and frost. When he nodded in agreement, his expression was very solemn, and he added: "Also, your father fell ill during the war when he was young. Take care of him."

When he heard this sentence, he stood beside him and smiled silently: "You said, it seems that we are all very old."

He also smiled: "Isn't it? In a blink of an eye, these children are so old, can we not grow old?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the boy: "Come on, let's give high fives."

There was a crisp sound, and the boy's hand seemed a little small in comparison.

He straightened up, turned and left again.

As always, they parted without saying goodbye.

AD [-]

In October Guisi, Princess Gongyi of the Kingdom of Yan died, and she cried very sadly when she came up, and she was ordered to have a book of stewards, advocacy, and to be buried in Anling.

Gao Huaide never remarried again, everything was so reasonable, no one commented on it, and since then, he never had any woman by his side as a matter of course.

After Wang's death, he continued to establish a queen. This time it was a purely political marriage: she was the grandson of Zhuangzong and the daughter of Song Wo, the son-in-law of the Han ancestor.The little girl was only 17 years old, and every time he went there, she waited respectfully and respectfully. He went there after finishing his court affairs and had nothing to do. At least we could have a meal together.Ordinary women can't choose a husband, and they can't set up their own family. If they keep up with one, they have to go all the way. If they don't have feelings, they have to bite the bullet and find feelings; There is a little time together, no matter how tiring or troublesome things are, it doesn’t matter to do; sometimes there is nothing important to do and nothing can be done, but even if we can be together for a moment, the whole world will brighten up; , willing to pay any price.

Occasionally, when he thought about it, he found that the memories about Luoyang were all about him: they were all so young at that time, they had nothing, they had everything; at that time, the four seasons were full of vivid and bright colors, and at that time he could hug He turned around several times without leaving the ground, chasing and splashing water on the river beach like a child; at that time, he still remembered the warmth of his arms when he hugged him, and he kept laughing, like the wind blowing through the reeds on the river beach. the grass, the morning sun on the shining river; that time when they made love there was never enough, always wanting more, always crazy kisses and intimacy, like they would be together forever till death do them part .

He loved him so much, he still loves him so much, but they had to separate.

What is it like to wait and see, no one chews it more deeply than them, and they can't let others taste this taste again, no matter how much emotion there is, at least this matter is within their capabilities.

He said to his daughter, "When you are born rich and honored, you should cherish your blessings"-a happy life does not fall from the sky, it should be cherished.

Can they understand?Should not be able to understand.

If he could understand, his brother would not be what he is now.

When did his brother become like this?When he thought about it calmly, he realized that his younger brother had always been like this, and his younger brothers had always been like this.

He didn't put his brother's name on his list, but his name was obviously on his brother's list long ago, and he was on that list about the first day his brother entered the palace. .

If everything can start all over again, there is no better solution.

No longer fighting in the forest of swords and guns, he is still fighting on the battlefield without gunpowder smoke. Now his wrinkles are deep, and his sideburns are all gray.But his hands were still strong, hands that could do many things and did many things, they could build everything, they could conquer everything, and they could hold the hand of his lover.

Just like the birds soaring in the sky will return to the earth one day, and the ships traveling around the ocean will return to the harbor one day. When he looked up at the vast world, he knew that there was a place that only belonged to him to return to.

That was another firm and steady heart, and that was his home.

Only when he had done everything could he set out home, when no mountain was high enough, no river deep enough, and nothing in the world could stop him from going home.

When they are together it will be like when they were young.

Or just cross your fingers and sit quietly in the afternoon sun.

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