[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

Many people said they would accompany me, but they all left later.

"……haven't seen you for a long time."

He handed over a bowl of medicine.

Neither cold nor hot, I drank it all in one gulp, the taste was not good, but I am not afraid of the bitterness of the medicine.

I also know that good medicine tastes bitter.

"Where is Longqi?" I wiped the corner of my mouth and put the medicine bowl back into his hand.

"Ah Zhen, you slept for ten days." Zhang Liang said softly.

"... ten days."

"I thought you wouldn't wake up."

He lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the teacup in his hand, and his long eyelashes shook two leaves of light on his face.

For a long time he said word by word: "General Long, you will die in battle and not surrender."

I laughed twice and said, "Zhang Liang, we are old acquaintances, stop joking."

I wanted to find a trace of a joke on his face, but his eyes fell silent.

My forced composure gradually peeled off under his black and white eyes.

Do not surrender?

Do not surrender!

Something seemed to collapse in my head, I staggered up from the couch, and then staggered towards the window.

It's not a good weather outside, it's raining, not too big or too small.

There was a cold wind blowing in my face, I sniffed and sneezed loudly.

"Ah Zhen, you are not in good health, don't suffer from the wind and cold again," Zhang Liang said softly, "... General Long also hopes that you will live safely."

Until then, I raised my head and looked at him seriously.

We haven't seen each other for seven years.

During the seven years, I ate and drank well, and my life was better than that of Xiang Yu.And he... not only lost weight and turned yellow, but even his hair is dry, won't it be knotted?

"Third Master, I want to go home."

"...Okay, I'll take you home later."

"How long is it after a while?"

"The war will be over soon."

"Longqi also said so."

His nose sharpened sharply, and tears rolled out of his eyes in an instant.

"...but he didn't."

He had made a vow, but in the end he broke his promise.

"In life, you must see people, and in death, you must see corpses."

In the end Zhang Liang compromised and took me to see Long Qi.

I was finally ashamed.

The dragon seemed to be asleep, lying quietly in the ice coffin, his complexion was ruddy, and his hair was still as red as a burning flame.I even feel that I have never seen a dragon so peaceful.

……yes.He was always looking at me, I didn't look at him, let alone watched him sleep peacefully.

Han Xin put Long Qie in ice, and Zhang Liang even said, if you miss General Long in the future, I can take you to see him.

"Can I stay here with him?" I asked.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "It's too cold here, you can't stay here for a long time."

I asked again: "Will the little dragon be cold?"

Zhang Liang was silent for a long time, and said: "Ah Zhen, as long as you remember him, he never died."

It's not like what Zhang Liang said to kill him.

It's really not like that.

...but also like.

His words are always polite, reasonable, but alienated.

"General Long saved you, I am very grateful to him." Zhang Liang turned his back and said, "Ah Zhen, I only want you to live."

"I've been living..."

And you can't die anyway.

I live longer than anyone else.

My mother is dead, my father is dead, Mo Ya is dead, Wan Ge is dead, my master is dead... Now Long Qi is dead, but I am still alive.

"If I hadn't let you go, then you wouldn't have been put in such danger."

"It's nice to say, why don't you let me go? It's because my master's wisdom is better than yours that I escaped from the tiger's mouth."

"Ah Zhen, what are you doing!" Zhang Liang turned around and saw the grief and indignation on my face.

I shivered and said, "I'll be buried with you."

"stand up!"

"I do not!"

I patted his hand off, gritted my teeth and said, "Close the coffin."

"General Long desperately saved you, so that you could be buried with him?" Zhang Liang said coldly.

"I owe him too much, and I can't pay it back anyway."

"Ah Zhen, as long as you remember him, he never died." Zhang Liang pulled me out of the ice coffin, and then closed the coffin.

He dragged all the way, and I was finally dragged back by him.

My crying became louder and louder, and I still didn't forget to tear off Zhang Liang's clothes and wipe my nose.

"Ahem." Someone was coughing at the door, and I looked at him with tears in my eyes, only to hear him sigh, "I just lost my wife, and you lost your husband, how about we make do with it?"

Upon hearing this, I immediately became furious, and threw the snot-wiping cloth in my hand towards his face.

He easily covered the snot cloth, and said with a half-smile: "Brother Zifang hasn't married yet, so you can choose to make do with him."

"I don't know why Mr. Chen came here this time?" Zhang Liang asked expressionlessly.

"Brother Zifang, don't be so indifferent, I'm here to send your son off."

"..."

He said no doubt.

No doubt why it is here!

The fat white man really didn't doubt it, he was looking at me with eyes red from crying.

"I've already delivered the person, so don't bother Brother Zifang's family to reminisce about the past." Chen Ping gave Zhang Liang a meaningful look, and then left.

Before I had time to greet him, he had already shown a gleaming dagger.

The goal is——Zhang Liang?

Zhang Liang stood where he was, without moving, not even blinking.

I reached out and grabbed the dagger in Busu's hand.

Blood snaked along the dagger and dripped onto the ground.Buji was stunned, and his tears came out all at once, but he didn't dare to cry loudly, and he didn't even dare to move.

I have countless ways to knock down the dagger in his hand, but in the end I chose the most gentle way.

"Mother, are you...does it hurt?" Buyi's face was already covered with tears.

I nodded and said softly, "Of course it will hurt."

I reached out and wiped the tears from his face with the other hand.

"Then you...why...why do you... woo..."

No doubt finally cried out.

I pulled out the dagger and looked at the wound carefully, the wound was still bleeding.

"It hurts."

I said to No doubt very seriously.

"Mother just felt very painful after being stabbed. But there is no doubt that someone endured 49 knives in order to save your life. How much pain do you think he suffered?"

My thoughts suddenly returned to that winter many years ago.

In order to save Busu's life, that gentle man left such a knife on his body... How much does it hurt?

I dragged my unsuspecting hand to Zhang Liang's side, Zhang Liang said: "Ah Zhen, deal with the wound first..."

Before I finished speaking, I had already ripped off his sleeve.

"Look, these are all left behind by you." I pinched Buyi's jaw and forced him to look at Zhang Liang's wrist, "Tell me, does it hurt?"

"Say it, Zhang Buyi, tell it! Tell me!"

"I'm not Zhang Buyi, I'm Long Buyi." Buyi stopped crying, bit his lip stubbornly, and stared at Zhang Liang fiercely, "I've been Long Buyi all my life."

"Snapped."

This slap shattered all the trust Buji had in me.

Over the years, Long and I have satisfied all his willful and unreasonable demands.

No one dared to hit him, and no one even said a harsh word to him.

When I was young, my father didn't give me a good face. Beating and scolding was common, and what was worse was punishment.

"You hit me, you've never hit me before!" No doubt his face was swollen from my beating, and his nose bleeds, he became agitated when he saw the nosebleed, and then stretched out his hand to smear his entire face red.

"...I wanted to hit you a long time ago."

"Ji Zhen, my father and I can't compare to him?" Buyi pointed at Zhang Liang with a tragic expression.

I sighed, squatted down, and said softly: "Your father died in the war, because of everyone's expectations of him. He died for Xichu, because he is the best general, so he cannot surrender. And This war was not caused by Zhang Liang, you think too much of him, at best he is working for Liu Bang. And..."

I tilted my head and looked at it for a while without doubting, then I came up with an idea: "If you really can't think about it, just kill Han Xin, he is the chief general, no, you are too weak, you should leave it to me."

"Mother, can you kill Han Xin?"

"It's not possible." Han Xin is not just paper.

"Then you—" Bu doubt hesitated to speak.

I patted his head and said, "There are many things in this world that can never be done, but they must be done."

"If you can't do it, why do you still do it?" Bu Yi didn't understand.

"Then why are you so cruel and want to stab him to death?" I didn't answer his question, but turned my head to look at Zhang Liang.

He was a lot more vicissitudes than in the morning, his face was pale and described as thin.

I remembered the young man with delicate brows and eyes and high spirits in my memory.

It is no longer possible to overlap their figures together.

"Ah Zhen, your hand—"

My eyes moved to my hands again... huh.

I lost my center of gravity and fell straight onto Buyi.

If in the past, I would definitely be reluctant to let him be a meat pad, but today, I really want him to know the taste of pain.

Zhang Liang quickly supported me and Busu, I let out a long sigh when I saw this.

"You always protect him so well, but he wants your life."

My eyes sank, and then boundless darkness filled the air. I walked forward. After walking for a long time, there was a beam of light.

At the end of the light is Zhang Liang in Confucian clothes.

In the endless skylight, his face gradually blurred.

I moved the corners of my lips and murmured: "It hurts, take care."