King's Landing [Rebirth]

Liang Jian had a dream, and in the dream his long-standing obsession had come true.The touch is like fishing for the moon in the water, and the face is even more blurry. Only the voice is clear and pleasant to the ears.He seems to be in the clouds, floating without the slightest sense of reality.He knew it was a big dream, but he still couldn't help but sink into it, wanting to get more comfort from the other party.

His body and mind were captured by pleasure, and he couldn't escape the cage woven by dreams.The scorching hot skin sticks together, the flexible and powerful body is like a cluster of vines that are indistinguishable from each other, the unbearable voice is endless, and the heartbeat is like thunder, no matter what you can't suppress it.

"Liang Jian."

A steady and powerful voice suddenly sounded, like a flash of lightning piercing through the thick ink-like dream, Liang Jian suddenly woke up.He was lying on the bed sweating profusely, short of breath, his own state was very embarrassing, and his thunderous heartbeat was heard by his ears.

The sky outside the window is white, and there is only a hazy halo in the room.Mei Zhenghan slept soundly, lying on Liang Jian's body like an octopus, with his arms pressing Liang Jian's heart, and his feet pressing his legs.The weight of her whole body was leaning on Liang Jian's body, no wonder Liang Jian felt a little uncomfortable in her sleep, being haunted in a dream.

If Mei Zhenghan was awake now, he could feel Liang Jian's beating heart violently, and he could also feel Liang Jian's embarrassment.

Liang Jian was in a state of confusion, clinging to her body with warmth, intertwined with everything in the dream, easily dismantling the psychological defense he had set up.The state of the lower body was ready to go, Liang Jian didn't care about waking Mei Zhenghan, pulled away Mei Zhenghan's hands and feet, turned over from the bed, grabbed the clothes beside him and hurried out.

Sleeping Mei Zhenghan lost the warm hand stove, muttered in dissatisfaction, and wrapped herself up like a silkworm baby with the quilt, trying to keep the remaining warmth of the other party.

Liang Jian rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower. The cold water drops fell from his naked body, and the biting chill still couldn't extinguish the rising flame in his heart.He simply buried himself in the bathtub to calm down his sudden emotional outburst.

Last night he joked with Mei Zhenghan to ask Mei Zhenghan to warm the bed, but Mei Zhenghan agreed wholeheartedly, and even became interested in being a disciple.

Liang Jian's nerves were already tense, but Mei Zhenghan's teasing almost prevented her from suppressing her.He didn't dare to let Mei Zhenghan lean over again, and stretched out his hand to push Mei Zhenghan away.Mei Zhenghan didn't know that his mind had already been elsewhere, and there was still no one to fight with him.

Liang Jian threw a rock at his own foot, and finally held Mei Zhenghan in his arms and pressed his hand, pretending to be angry and telling him to sleep, so that he would be honest.

Mei Zhenghan slept peacefully, but poor Liang Jian fell into a chaotic dream in the middle of the night and suffered a lot.

Liang Jian sat in the water for half an hour before suppressing the lust in her heart. She got out of the tub and changed into new clothes. Liang Jian threw all the changed clothes into the water to wash them.

There is no sun today, a layer of mist covers the city, and the temperature in the early morning is much lower than usual.

Aunt Du was also opening the door when Liang Jian came out of the laundry. She looked up and saw Liang Jian with wet hair and a basin of clothes in her hand. She looked at him a little more in surprise.

Liang Jian's cheeks were burning hot from her gaze, and she greeted him awkwardly.

Aunt Du responded, and said, "Did you take a cold shower?"

Liang Jian hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Red Leaf City is about to enter winter, the temperature is not as good as in summer, and the water brought up from the well is bitingly cold, not to mention the epidemic is rampant now.Aunt Du is a worry-loving person. When she saw Liang Jian nodding her head, she immediately became worried. She nagged that cold water is not good for taking a shower, and she would get sick easily. She asked Liang Jian to tell her next time that she would prepare hot water for them.

How could this kind of thing happen next time?Liang Jian was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. Seeing that Mrs. Du was about to start rambling again, Liang Jian quickly dried her clothes, put the basin in the bathroom, said that she had something to do, then opened the door and slipped away.

The Red Leaf City in the mist has another kind of hazy beauty. The vendors on both sides of the street seem to be in the clouds, and the rising heat makes the fog more smokey.

Liang Jian left Song Yuan's house upset, and walked slowly on the street alone.The yelling of the market filled my ears, and the streets were no longer empty.The fog dissipated with the passage of time, and the smell of the world became stronger and stronger, and the whole street woke up like this.

Liang Jian found an early breakfast shop, and the business owner recognized him, and cheerfully brought him a bowl of Red Leaf City's special breakfast, asking him not to charge any money.

"Young master's great kindness and virtue are always in our hearts, and there is nothing valuable in the house, only this skill. If you like to come here often in the future, I will not charge you money."

"How can this work? You are all small businesses. It's okay if you let me be a repeat customer. If you let me eat Bawang meal, then I won't dare to come again if I eat it once."

Liang Jian declined the boss's kindness and did not take advantage of others.Seeing his firm attitude, the boss had no choice but to take the money and give him an extra plate of dipping sauce.Liang Jian couldn't push it, so he had to accept other people's wishes.

The location of this early shop is better, spacious and bright, with a wide view.While eating breakfast, Liang Jian could still pay attention to the movements on the street. When he had eaten half of his breakfast, a figure came uninvited and sat down in front of him carelessly.

"Uncle Zhou, give me a basket of buns."

The person who came came shouted to the owner of the early shop, and the owner responded and quickly brought up the buns.Seeing Liang Jian sitting with the visitor, the boss was stunned for a moment, and said to the visitor in a bit of embarrassment: "Young Master Yang, there is still space over there, why don't you..."

"I think Mr. Liang doesn't mind me sitting here." Yang Junning reached for the chopsticks and looked at Liang Jian, as if asking for his opinion.

Liang Jian didn't speak, he looked up at Yang Junning, signaling to the boss that it's okay.

Everyone in the city knew Yang Junning, she was jealous, and it was not a matter of a day or two to get into trouble with the government.Although Liang Jian is not a member of the government, his help in managing the epidemic is also related to the government.The boss was worried that Yang Junning came here intentionally to make trouble, seeing that the two of them knew each other, and Liang Jian had no objection, so he heaved a sigh of relief, put down the steamed stuffed bun and left.

The steamed stuffed buns made early are made with thin skin and small fillings, and the aroma of the meat spreads in the mouth after a bite, which whets the appetite.Yang Junning likes the steamed stuffed buns here, and every time he comes to eat, he finds it a kind of enjoyment.It feels even better when you meet the right person.

Liang Jian had almost eaten, but Yang Junning's appearance ruined his plan to go for a walk in the street.This young lady didn't stay at home early in the morning but ran out to block him, presumably it was not just as simple as sharing a table.Liang Jian couldn't remember when she met Yang Junning in this life except last night, but seeing Yang Junning's appearance, she was very interested in him.

Yang Junning didn't like to talk when eating, so Liang Jian asked the boss for a cup of tea, drinking while waiting.

Seeing that he put down his chopsticks and didn't intend to leave, Yang Junning thought that he was on the right track, quickly finished the last bun, touched his full stomach and let out a comfortable sigh, then looked at Liang Jian and said, "I don't think Mr. Liang is like They are from Hongye City, they seem to be from the south of the Yangtze River, but when they came to participate in the Poetry Friendship Association, they ran into the epidemic, so they stayed here."

Yang Junning is very curious about Liang Jian, because it is rare to see people who can destroy Lu Tian with one move, let alone a young and beautiful young man.

It's not that Yang Junning has never fought against Lu Tian, ​​she knows that Lu Tian's martial arts is at that level.She is not Lu Tian's opponent, nor is Mei Zhenghan.Yang Junning already had a judgment in his heart when he was sparring with Mei Zhenghan last night.She could guess that Mei Zhenghan was lucky, and she could imagine Lu Tian's capsized boat in the gutter because he had no one in his eyes.

In contrast, Liang Jian's subduing process is too understated.Lu Tian attacked in a fit of rage, but Liang Jian accepted the attack casually.

"It's not to participate in the Poetry Club, it's just that He Zhenghan and the others passed by here to join in the fun, but it happened by chance. When we first entered the city, the city was dead and there was no place to rest. Fortunately, we met Song Yuan Temporarily renting at his house."

Hearing Song Yuan's name, Yang Junning's expression remained unchanged, but his movements froze, and then returned to normal.

"Others avoid the epidemic when they encounter it, so why do you rush to it instead?" Yang Junning asked with a smile, with the intention of probing.

Liang Jian smiled and said: "My younger sister is kind-hearted, and she can't help but ignore this kind of thing. As brothers, we can't let her go into danger alone, so we naturally come with her."

"That Miss Jiang is indeed..." Yang Junning thought of the girl who saw the rough road last night, smiled and shook his head, obviously thinking that her being too kind was not a good thing.But this thought just passed by, and was quickly suppressed by her: "I don't know how brother Liang thinks about this epidemic?"

Yang Junning changed his address, and when he asked this question, his tone was not as brisk as before, but a little more serious.

Liang Jian put down the teacup in his hand and said, "It's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster."

Yang Junning's eyes were fixed, and he looked down at the table in front of him, as if he was thinking about Liang Jian's words.

Counting the days, it has been almost half a month since the outbreak of the epidemic in Hongye City, those who fled and those who died, if not for someone who came to treat them, I am afraid that Hongye City is still a dead city now.And from the beginning of the rectification to the present, it has only been two days, and I don't know who dragged it out in the previous ten days.

When natural disasters come to the world and people do nothing, it is indeed a combination of both.

"Yang...Young Master, I also have a question to ask you. I don't know if it's convenient to say it." Liang Jian looked at Yang Junning who was frowning and thinking, and remembered Song Yuan's abnormality last night, so he suddenly wanted to ask Yang Junning and Song Yuan What is the relationship: "You and Song Yuan have a rift?"

Yang Junning looked up at Liang Jian, and sneered, "Did he say that?"

Of course he was referring to Song Yuan, Liang Jian shook his head: "No, I guessed, because it seems that your relationship is not very good."

Yang Junning smiled, turned her eyes to the busy street, and said in silence for a long time: "Our two adults are old friends. When he was young, he was frail and sick and was fostered by my family. We are still childhood sweethearts. I just don't know when it started. , the things we pursue have become different, run counter to each other, and eventually go farther and farther.”