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There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Every year at this time, Duan Yelin would go to the mass grave to pay homage to those brothers who died together in the battlefield.There was no stele in the mass grave, so he brought a few pots of good wine, poured the rest on the ground, and dried the remaining pot by himself.

When I went back to Jinyan Hall at night, fire was banned everywhere, and Chanyi, the girl in the upper room, hurriedly came to lead the way when she saw Duan Yelin: "The commander is here? Do you want some cold food? There are still cabinets in the small kitchen. The head of the house has already have eaten."

"he has slept?"

"No, today is strange, rest early!"

There are not many servants in Jinyan Hall, two servant girls and two young servants were newly recruited four years ago, they were very talkative, and they signed a life-and-death contract. Most of them understood the relationship between their master and the commander, but did not Those who dare to gossip outside.

Duan Yelin came after eating, and went straight into the room.The lights are not lit on the Ching Ming Festival, and the room is dim and dark. Fortunately, it is not too late now, and I can still see a little clearly.

From a distance, he saw a figure lying on an arhat chair, with one hand hanging out of the chair, and a book lying in his arms, breathing steadily.Slowing down and approaching slowly, Xu Hang didn't wake up either.

Xu Hang rarely slept so peacefully.

Duan Yelin looked down at him, couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek, and suddenly felt something cold, like water.

ever cried?

Suddenly this idea flashed across, but the next moment, he himself vetoed it.With Xu Hang's temperament, how could he cry?

Tossing and turning him like that four years ago, he didn't cry, but turned over and vomited directly on the bed. The posture seemed to be vomiting up a piece of bile.

Being touched by myself makes me feel disgusted like this, which is a good humiliation for Duan Yelin.

So Duan Yelin's way of treating Xu Hang was to pull him on the bed every day from moonrise to sunrise, like two balls of dough kneaded together, without parting from each other.

Xu Hang still vomited at first.

In the first few days, when Duan Yelin just pressed him on the ginkgo wood desk and put his hands under him, he began to pan sour water when he lay on his back on the table, which would choke his nasal cavity and throat, and the whole Tianling Gai was shaking. For a while, Duan Yelin would hold his breath and wait for him to vomit before continuing.

Later, when Duan Yelin wanted to leave his own mark on his body, he would convulse like a fish being electrocuted, his back arched, and his Adam's apple went up and down. At this time, Duan Ye Lin would tightly cover his mouth and nose, making him resist the sobs and the feeling of wanting to vomit until a destructive affair was completed.

Later, when it was finally all over, Xu Hang occasionally had the strength to crawl into the bathroom to vomit, but every time he did this, Duan Yelin would stand at the door and watch coldly, then came over, turned on the tap, and vomited. Xu Hang, who had no strength, pressed on the marble countertop to tease.

"We still have a long time, I don't believe it, you can't be cured!" Duan Yelin said this, when Xu Hang begged him for mercy for the first time.

Habit is the best medicine. After a few months, Xu Hang really didn't vomit anymore.

After going through such a thing, even if it was someone else, Xu Hang never shed tears, what a stubborn temper.

Duan Yelin recalled for too long, and touched his hands for a long time. Xu Hang felt the rough touch on his face in his sleep, and slowly woke up.When I first saw the figure, I was startled, but when I saw the military uniform clearly, I became calmer.

He sat up straight: "Come?"

"Well," Duan Yelin smiled, "You know I'm coming, but you still sleep so early?"

"Look at Miyan, sleep for a while."

"I asked Qiao Song to bring you a message, why don't you go to Xiaotongguan? Why are you getting angry?"

Xu Hang stood up, went to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly: "I don't like the cigarette factory opposite Xiaotongguan, the lights there are dazzling."

Duan Yelin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is it because of this?"

Xu Hang stopped talking, found a face towel and washed his face in the water.The sound of clear water in the dark room is actually very irritating to the eardrums.

Duan Yelin looked at him, couldn't help hugging him from behind, lips and tongue spread around Xu Hang's ear, and the earlobe was bitten gently, it was a kind of suggestive kiss.

Xu Hang pushed him: "Today is Qingming."

"You...you are the most difficult master in the world." Duan Yelin sighed.

His words are not groundless, Xu Hang's mind has always been hard to guess.Four years ago, he wanted to open a pharmacy. Duan Yelin gave him a lot of gold storefronts. He didn't choose any of them. He chose some abandoned factories that no one else wanted to renovate. When asked why, he said he liked it. Sugar rice cakes made on a street corner.

Because he hated opium, Xu Hang even spent a lot of money to buy an opium den two streets away from Jinyantang, which was completely blown up by a thunderbolt, and then abandoned there, not sold if not used.

In his words, it was people who had been soaked in poppies passing by his door, and he felt like he was smelling like smoke.

Because of this sentence, Duan Yelin ordered people to burn down the ten acres of medicinal poppy fields outside the city. Since then, for four years, he hasn't even had a good time smoking a cigar.

It's hard to guess.

Three days later, the military ordered that the cigarette factory be demolished, the signs were taken off, and the building was emptied.

The new signboard is Fangfei Cosmetics Company.