Chentan's Memories

No.30 The second time, the stupid corporal leader breaks his soul and indulges in indulgence when the charming general is in trouble and frustrated

Tang Yushu had a very real dream.

It seems that he has returned to the smoldering city of Chengdu.He stood on the wall of the inner city, looking at the enemy soldiers who broke through the pressure of the outer city.

The sky at dusk is a red-hot haze, like a huge painting made of bloody dots.

There was smoke and dust in the eyes, refugees in the outer city fled in all directions, crying for help one after another.

Tang Yushu looked anxiously at this purgatory, and then he saw Lin Lang in it.

Lin Lang was dressed in the clean plain clothes and white clothes when he first met him, and a crimson gold silk gown; the red tassel hairpin that stood resolutely in front of the hair crown swayed with his precarious footsteps.This scene seems to have interlaced two time and space that shouldn't be intertwined - the lonely and independent young man, and the bloody war - this scene made Tang Yushu feel anxious.

Tang Yushu faintly sensed that this was a dream.

It's a dream, so you won't die if you jump off it.

So he quickly climbed up the city wall, intending to jump down from here to rescue the boy who was about to be swallowed by the torrent of turbulent enemies.

The moment he was about to jump, he was held by the corner of his clothes.

Tang Yushu turned his head, and the person standing in front of him was Li Wei, his hands clenched Tang Yushu's back, and he looked at Tang Yushu quietly: "You will die if you jump down."

"No—this is a dream, and I won't die."

Li Dao can always put a smile on his face in inappropriate occasions, even though it is ridicule and contempt.He said, "Heh - since you know it's a dream, why do you still work hard for him?"

"..." I was speechless for a while because I couldn't answer, but the anxiety in my heart still couldn't be resolved. I just turned my head to look at the figure of the young man walking around in the outer city, and then turned to look at the strength that was holding me back. The source shouted: "You let me go—"

Li Bao frowned again, the contempt in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a kind of sadness, he said: "Yushu, do you hate me that much?"

Tang Yushu didn't speak.

Li Gang's eyes clearly reflected the scorching smoke of the prairie fire, but he looked extraordinarily cold and desolate: "Outside the wall are the refugees who are completely infected with the plague, and inside the wall are the remnants of the army. I am the general. What do you want me to do with this decision?— —you hated me for so long because I kept him out—did you ever have a moment of pity for my situation?"

Hearing Li Bang's words again, Tang Yushu still didn't know how to respond to him, so he just pulled away Li Bang's hand and jumped down the city wall without hesitation.

Like a crane that stumbled and fell into the mud of a bathing marsh—the flamboyant young man in plain clothes and white clothes was already overwhelmed by the blood-stained enemy soldiers, struggling with his hands and feet tied, pushed to the ground and punched add up.

Tang Yushu howled and ran away with a hoarse voice, hating himself for not running fast enough.

But in another moment, he arrived at Lin Lang's side.

Use a steel gun to repel the soldiers and horses around Lin Lang, and use his body to create a safe area for him.

When he looked down at Lin Lang in the gap between waiting and dealing, he seemed to see the resolute anger in his eyes again.

His thin lips moved, and he said a word: "Get lost."

Tang Yushu was at a loss.

At this moment, Tang Yushu's head was hit hard with a mace, making him dizzy for a while.

Supporting the lost center of gravity with a steel gun, Tang Yushu wiped away the blood from his eyelashes, saw the enemy clearly, and started fighting again.

Lin Lang asked him behind him—that voice should have been weak in the noisy battlefield, but at this moment it was as clear as words in his ears—"You are willing to die for me so far, why did you say 'love me', just That difficult?"

Tang Yushu was still fighting, but cried while fighting.

All the scenes that were indistinguishable from reality and reality were separated and transformed in an instant, turning into the original appearance in the courtyard of Chen Tan's Mansion of the God of Wealth.

Tang Yushu propped himself up and looked down at Lin Lang who fell to the ground. He frowned and closed his eyes, trying hard to endure the collapse, but tears fell on Lin Lang's face: "I like you."

"like you very much."

"want you."

"If you want to hear it, I am willing to spend my whole life telling it to you."

"I've never dared to admit it."

"I'm not cowardly at all——if I can protect you well, I'll be as good as a hundred, and I'm not afraid of ten thousand; if I can stand by your side, as long as you don't drive me away, I can stand for a lifetime; if I stand by your old age When you died and fell into the ground, I turned a monument to guard you. I dared to do anything for you. But—"

The figure of Lin Lang in the dream gradually lost its real color, becoming like a shadow puppet, like a sugar figure, like a fairy in a painting that has lost its thickness, and Tang Yushu was frightened by the emptiness.Lin Lang asked: "But what?"

The dizzy head finally couldn't support the body, and fell heavily on Lin Lang.The sharp pain at the root of the mountain made it impossible to open the eyes, and there was a surge of heat in the nasal cavity, ticking down on Lin Lang's neck, accumulating in the shallow socket of the collarbone, and then quickly slipping from his chest into his clothes.Evaporating a sweet and greasy smell.

—— "But I can't live with you."

Lin Lang didn't have the energy to bet on Tang Yushu.

Thinking about it carefully, I should blame myself for ignoring all the details.

But who would have expected that Tang Yushu, who is invincible and reliable, would suddenly collapse at a certain moment when he was unprepared.

Lin Lang suddenly remembered that Tang Yushu had a nosebleed when he was massaging himself one day. At that time, after Tang Yushu ran out of the wing in a panic, he was secretly happy, thinking that he had some angry thoughts about him; follow the clues and think back In other words, on the night when Shun'er first came here, he also heard him inadvertently mentioning the incident of seeing Young Master Tang wiping his nosebleed during a busy day; Doubts arose—how could he, who climbed a foot high wall like walking on flat ground, trip over trivial things?

As clumsy as he is—everyday, even a little lie is full of loopholes, and all the cover-ups he did for the fact that he "had an incurable disease" obviously exposed too many flaws, but he didn't take it seriously That's all.

Whether it's about feeding the horses, teaching Chen Ni how to cook, or even refusing to express his feelings to himself...

——In short, he has planned everything well.

Realizing that he was crying, Lin Lang hurriedly wiped it off.

After Tang Yushu passed out last night, Lin Lang was terrified.

Leaving Shun'er watching him, he dragged Chen Ni up crazily, and the two of them ran all over Chen Tan, breaking down the doors of four or five doctors in the whole town.Begging one by one—begging them to put on their clothes and go back to the restaurant with me, begging them to do their best to treat Tang Yushu.

A doctor listened to Lin Lang narrate Tang Yushu's symptoms in a flurry of confusing words. While packing up the medicine box, he frowned and said: "I came to see him a few days ago-but I don't know why he didn't get cured. I just thought he asked elsewhere I found a way—"

Lin Lang was blocked by "Why didn't you tell me?!" He didn't dare to say any more.

The young man lost his usual demeanor, and he swears and abuses in the middle of his mouth like a catharsis, and then realizes that he is unreasonable, and wipes his tears and says, "I'm crazy, I'm crazy-please save him first, I shouldn't scold you... ..."

In the end, the unified diagnosis of the doctors was that the old internal injuries accumulated in the brain were violent.

"Nine out of ten people who come out of the battlefield will inevitably have some..."

Lin Lang couldn't listen to the slightest nonsense, so he could only ask with strength: "There is always a cure, right?"

The doctors hesitated for a long time, and there was a saying: "If you can take some good medicine for invigorating blood circulation and dissipate the hematoma compressed in the brain, you may be able to survive..."

"Alive...alive?" Lin Lang repeated these two words in a daze, and still couldn't help cursing: "Give back your mother's life! He's not dead - what medicine can cure it? You talk, I Buy—” The two emotions of rage and pleading sometimes occupy the helpless young man, no matter how muddy his boots are in his haste, and his clothes that are untied—“My family is in Jinling, but we are a rich man, and we can get any panacea Got it—don’t worry, just wait for me to remember—you talk slowly, do you want tea? You say—say, why don’t you talk, I’m in a hurry!”

"This..." The panacea that no one had ever seen before, so I couldn't even name it.

He edited the book overnight and told Shun'er to go back to Jinling to find his uncle Zhang Qian.

Put the four or five doctors in the East Chamber temporarily, and while telling Chen Ni, "If you keep a guard, you can't let go." At the same time, he turned around and promised everyone with gratitude: "Please, just wait here—— If you have money, how much do you want?"

Seeing it also felt distressed, the doctors only agreed to Lin Lang and taught him to take care of things with peace of mind.

Lin Lang then sat back on the couch.

There were only the two of them in the room—Tang Yushu on the couch had little blood, and only the slowly rising and falling chest made Lin Lang feel at ease.

Didn't sleep all night, no sleepiness.

Every moment is full of expectations.It is also heart-wrenching every moment.

So I spent the whole night like a few years of famine.

At Maoshi Tang Yushu vomited once.

The person on the couch moved, and Lin Lang, whose emotions had been blurred by the thunderbolt on a sunny day, was overjoyed.

But he didn't wake up, he just lay on his back and vomited—for fear that he would choke, Lin Lang carefully turned him over to clean up the vomit, while struggling to turn over the heavy him, he wailed because of the failure of expectations again up.

After he vomited, Lin Lang wiped the filth from his collar with a towel, and suddenly remembered the time when Tang Yushu sprained his foot in order to save himself—he was gentle by nature, but silently carried a reliable job behind his gentleness. Powerful, he has never been cowardly in front of himself—at that time, he looked at his ankle, which was swollen to twice its size, and said, "It's nothing! What is this kind of minor injury?"

Chen Ni liked martial arts, and he admired Tang Yushu who had been on the battlefield. At that time, he asked Tang Yushu excitedly: "Then have you ever been cut by a knife?"

Tang Yushu is naturally not a smart person, so he just raised his face in embarrassment: "Of course I chopped it off! I was hit on the head with a mace!"

"I see your head was caught by the door!" Lin Lang felt distressed when he heard it, but he didn't want to show his thoughts, he could only curse angrily.

Thinking of this, Lin Lang was amused by the foolish Tang Yushu.

Exhausted in the middle of the night, lying half spread beside Tang Yushu, Lin Lang held his hand and talked.

"Go to sleep, wake up when you're full - it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer, but remember to wake up."

"There's still a lot of work... so I can't do it without you."

"Or we remove a few tables? So we don't have to be too tired in the future."

"Risk into the money and so on - I was just joking, but you don't have to take it seriously."

"...It's enough to earn enough for the two of us, the important thing is to live well."

"It's okay to be bland."

"It doesn't matter if you work hard."

"As long as you are here..."

Be it anxiety or panic, swallow all the emotions that make Tang Yushu worry; add a little smile - of course not too much, too much will appear fake.Carefully figure out the most appropriate tone, and just talk to the sleeping person next to you, maybe he will wake up as usual, look at yourself, smile at yourself, or continue that kiss...

If he can wake up now and continue the lingering and burning lips and teeth, it is to indulge him to vomit just now, no matter.

In order to repay that kiss, he will fall into the endless hell the next moment, no matter what.

At noon, Shun'er came back to the restaurant in a dusty suit.

Knocking on the door outside, he couldn't hide his panting voice: "Master—uncle is here!"

Lin Lang stood up in a daze and opened the door.The sky in Chen Tan was dark, it should have been noon, but the thick clouds blocked the small sky in the view of the high wall into a dark silence.

I thought I would cry when I saw Zhang Qian, but I didn't seem to have much strength.

Zhang Qian was still the same as before, and when he saw him, he hugged him vigorously.

A man followed behind him, and several doctors who were unusually dressed.

Lin Lang didn't know who that man was, but he didn't care about etiquette and asked for his name, so he only asked him for confirmation: "Can it be cured—these doctors?"

The smile on the man's face seemed particularly inappropriate at this moment.

He said something that made Lin Lang unclear: "—it depends on you."