don't be vulgar for me

Sisi Dongxue slowly dug into the restless bodies of the soldiers. The barracks was no colder than that on the mountain tops. The hot air from each person’s breath heated up the tents. They hurriedly dressed and took the battle equipment to find them before the night was completely dark. Shi Chaoyi, Bei Feng sent Shuang to clear his head. Although the commander turned his back and surrendered, most of the soldiers were still fighting, and they were basically just pretending to wander around the camp.In terms of anxiety, only a pair of frowning brows are memorable.

Losing his head in panic, Tian Chengsi immediately apologized to Guo Ziyi and the others, furrowed his eyebrows hastily, and woke himself up: "Go and see if his mother and wife are here."

After receiving the order, a row of small soldiers turned around and ran to the place where they were held. They saw a black shadow passing by the white curtain at the door, and they didn't want to make any more trouble. They withdrew one after another, pretending to chase Shi Chaoyi, hoping that he would not be caught up by Tang Jun.

The wind was like a tiger all the way, and there were enemies on both sides of his ears. While fleeing desperately, Shi Chaoyi was surprised that he could still have weird thoughts at this time. He knew that now he was only a lingering soul running wildly on the road. He had obviously given up hope, but he was still caught Forced to pursue hope, the torment of unexplainable taste, uneasy eating, and inconvenient sleep is no different.He no longer has much energy to cheer up the empty restlessness, all he can do is to fulfill the promise An Qinsi made to him.He will eventually fail and escape unbearably to buy time for her to save his mother.

There seemed to be a crooked beggar sitting on the back of the horse, the dry hair and the wild mane of the horse fighting each other fiercely in the strong wind.Shi Chaoyi's back seemed to be stabbed with a stick, and he couldn't straighten up anymore.An Quisi has completed his punishment. There is no punishment better than this in the world. The most painful thing is the double appearance of hope and disappointment.

"The person who traveled with us halfway was sent by you, right?" Si Chaoyi shook his head, still thinking of her and An Qun, looking down on the horse, as if the wind had grown wings and wanted to pour into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. words of thought.

Discrediting the prospect, Shi Chaoyi closed his eyes and smelled the fresh grass fragrance that he hadn't smelled for a long time.

"How about I send it? In the end, you didn't sue the surname Su and kill him."

Dong dong dong, it was the sound of the horse stepping on the ground, where it ran, and where Shi Chaoyi went to escape was uncertain, and he also lost his planning strategy, and his upper body fell on the horse's back.

"Why did Rui Qin vote for your sect? Did her father ever serve as an official in the Tang court?"

The scent of green grass in the nose became stronger, and the horse probably listened to An Qinsi's words and took him out of this uninhabited place.

He thought of Ruiqin's appearance when he broke into his barracks on the first day. His white clothes were covered with mud, his neck, face, hands and feet were whiter than his clothes. At that time, he had just lost his younger sister, and her pair of dark blue eyes were the same. Instantly attracted him.

Keeping her eyes on, the short and thin girl let go of her uneasiness and said firmly in a childish voice: "I heard that you are looking for An Qingsi, please let me join."

"Oh, you said her, you sent her back to me, I really don't know what you think." The sound of iron chains rubbing against his body lingered again, and Shi Chaoyi suddenly remembered that he said at that time: "Her parents want to vent their hatred because of the emperor." , was killed, it's really strange, I don't know how she escaped." Maybe it was someone very important to An Qinsi, so Shi Chaoyi protected her, Ling'er was in her hands, and Qin'er was with him.

Later, when he learned that Qin'er fell in love with An Qinsi because of a broken black butterfly, Shi Chaoyi laughed at himself and buried his head in the horse's mane, and even the trembling that he couldn't help but want to shake off all over his body disappeared.Pai Ruiqin went out of the camp, accompanied by Zuo Yuming, and went into battle to kill the enemy and kill his father and blood flowed into a river in one go.

"You run away." An Quisi's words came in again, and his face was once again sunk in the hair of himself and the horse's mane, unable to extricate himself, and he couldn't escape.

The sky in the southeast dissipates the clouds and mist, drives away the dark shadows, and even the stars are changed into a blue background. The sky has never been so pure. For the first time, it is close at hand and within reach. Closing her eyes, An Qinsi looked at the crowded white tents in the distance, the wind kept beating them, and there were waves of white waves. She smiled and got on the horse, signed the reins of the other two horses and ran towards the original road.

After all, Ruan Niang never saw the other Li Guangbi she was talking about, as if everything was just a riddle they guessed, and there was no need to delve into what the answer was, everyone had already accepted the self-made conclusion, even if it was the exact same fact.Yi Xuan opened the car door, and a gust of refreshing wind came in, slightly blowing away his embarrassment of staying with Ruan Niang and his uncle.Hu Bing was self-defeated and is now leaving the city to head north, leaving only countless depressions.The smell of the corpses of the people gradually dissipated in the winter snow, and the eyes were completely white, the sun shone on the silver armor of the soldiers, and without the joy of returning to his hometown, Yi Xuan also wondered aimlessly where he was now and why he was here. Here, don't you want to serve the country wholeheartedly and sacrifice your life for the country?

Yesterday they quarreled to the end, the uncle only said that Ruan Niang's child was raised well on Qingcheng Mountain, and that his death was just a way for Li Guangbi to get rid of their relationship. He could also swear backwards, and at the end, Yi Xuan only remembered that Ruan Niang's swearing was because she was worried that something would happen to her son on the mountain. After all, this was also the reason why the senior brother took them down the mountain.Scratching his numb scalp, he wondered if Tang Ling'er escaped to find his senior brother. The war ended when they didn't expect it. Will senior brother and the others suddenly appear?

It took several months to go from south to north, and now it takes the same number of days to go back. The hearts of the people are always calm and anxious, and this mood is weakened by communicating with others and resonating with the east wind, cold snow and frozen trees. It was a little bit lighter, and he didn't have the excitement when he just went down the mountain. Tang Ling'er went to see Zhu Chengxing and the others by the way when he turned back home. His wife's belly had already protruded from a swollen drum.Tang Ling'er looked at Zhu Chengxing, and Zhu Chengxing also looked at her. There was not much to say between each other. Tang Ling'er touched his stomach, remembering the scene when he once told him that he liked children.Memories of recent days gradually surged up as they changed boats and wheels, and the dusty past dilutes her nostalgia for the people and things in front of her. Maybe seeing that Hu Ling looks forward to An Qinsi more than she does every day, in comparison, she feels that she has nothing to do. I like her so much.

Swallowing another bitter medicine, Tang Ling'er stepped out of Zhu's gate, the water outside the gate was not as clear and flowing as when they first came. Looking to the right, the east wind and fog in the bamboo forest, the greenery hidden in the white In the fog, she thought of lying there with An Qinsi watching the stars and the moon and listening to the stream.

At that time, her long hair spread out like the night sky. Tang Ling'er seemed to feel the peace of mind in her arms now, but was this feeling hidden by her?Or disappeared?

"Linger." Someone called her from behind, Tang Linger turned around and found that it was Zhu Chengxing, as if looking at him more, Tang Linger would think of the past more, the pot of butterfly flowers in his room in the pavilion was still him Sent.

Qing'er and Bai He got into the car first, and Tang Ling'er stopped, only to hear him say sincerely: "Ling'er, do you want to stay?"

She also said this to him once, and the memory churned in her head like the clouds, waves, and seas before the thunder. Who made her forget it, and who made her remember it now, Tang Linger seemed to have forgotten everything. up.

The horse is eating new green grass by the river, the sound of the stream hitting the stones is soft, the sky is getting dark, the starry sky will surely reappear, the horse stretches its long neck that bends down, the rein is pulled tight, and it runs briskly .

Small clusters of snow are caged on the leaves of the green trees. Just after the cold winter, the tips of the buds have just emerged, revealing a delicate and delicious appearance. Qing'er chooses one and puts it in her mouth. When the taste fades away, they have already arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain .Hu Ling's heart was like an arrow, and she clearly said that she wanted to go back to the frontier with Bai He, but she refused to go. After a quarrel at the foot of the mountain, Bai He also agreed to go to the mountain. He seemed to have someone to meet. Whether he is still here or not, Mr. Liu said that he would come to her, but it may be just an empty document, after all, the promise is too worthless.

It took two days to go up the mountain, and she didn't have the leisurely excitement of sneaking home with Ling'er in the past. Qing'er looked at Hu Ling no better than herself, and was especially calm and faintly happy watching the horse climb up.On the streets of Tai'an, there is no strong feeling that things are right and people are different. In the early morning, rustling people wandered alone on the street. When they saw a carriage approaching, they quickly walked away. Their eyes were dull, and their shriveled bodies were flexible.The flames of war did not reach Tai'an, but a series of routine burning, killing and looting carried out by Hu Bing from here.Being surrounded by mountains and rivers provides the living conditions for the mountain people. The greenery on the hill behind the pavilion is sparse, and most of them have turned into loess.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, first a thick and honest man came out of the pavilion, and then a girl came out, Qing'er forgot the man's name at once, only remembered that he had another brother who had protected them for Ruan Niang before.before?Obviously less than a year.

It was Qingbo, the original plump figure had faded away, it seemed that she had put on a thin white dress, the white was also worn out, the yellow dust was full of holes, no one said much when they met, they just cared Cried.Bai He and Hu Ling didn't bother, they walked straight to Baiju Temple.

The leaves in her mouth suddenly tasted bitter, Qing'er looked at the signboard of Shuxiang Pavilion that was broken and glued again, and then at Linger's house on the signboard, only heard Qingbo's first voice asking her, "Where is Linger? ".

The cherry blossoms fell like rain, and the petals of the cherry blossoms that had just bloomed from the buds were scattered all over the face after a heavy snowfall. Obviously, the snow water was enough to irrigate, but a monk in Tsing Yi carried a small wooden bucket and gently held the ladle to hold the clean water , let the water penetrate the roots a little bit.Worried that after the snow melted, water dripping from the steps would make it inconvenient for people to walk, so the monk put down the barrel again, scooped up the snow with his hands and sprinkled it on the soil beside the steps.

It has been half a month of waiting, and An Qinsi couldn't help but think of the cruelty of making Ling'er wait.The heart that has been watched for more than eight years has also been completely tied up, but there are thousands of knots in the heart, which cannot be untied.

Yi Xuan already knew that the person he always called Shishu was really his uncle, so would Linger know if he thought I used her to attract Shi Chaoyi... The corner of An Linsi's mouth fell into the petals of Can Xue, Shaking his head and smiling.

More and more people come to worship Buddha in recent days, and everyone turns their minds into the wisps of smoke to let the upper world know, wooden fish, ringing the bell, sweeping snow, watering, waiting, welcoming and seeing off.The more people there are, the different faces they have. When recalling everyone's voices and smiles, but no one inadvertently keeps the most of hers, and An Qinsi is actually unaware of it.

Ruan Niang moved into the temple under the persuasion of her uncle, and the mountain people who have been talking about her identity all the year round are also silent at this moment, turning around and thanking her for adding fuel and incense.

Hu Ling came and went, and came again. An Qinsi couldn't remember how many times, but she never appeared again.Qing'er is also looking forward to it all day long in front of the pavilion. The traffic of the past has been immersed in the past, and the dilapidated doors and windows of the storefronts gradually grow new faces. A small shoot sprouted from a broken branch, and I can only rely on these memories.

The cry of the baby shook off a few cherry blossom petals, the ice and snow had just melted, and as the sun was getting brighter, An Qinsi looked at himself on the water beach, but he was old.The child cried a few more times, and the mother came to coax him, Ling'er should like Shi Chaoyi's child.

The cloud avoids the sunlight that makes it die, and An Qinsi closes her sore eyes, and can still feel the rain of small flowers on her head. As she climbs up the stairs, she hears the sound of light footsteps coming slowly, smelling Seeing the scent of evaporated milk from the visitor, and the warmth in her ears, she seemed to be in a dream again, and heard Linger in her memory saying: "Will you become vulgar for me?"

Open your eyes... wake up with your pillow.