Chapter 1867: The "scar" between me and him

I looked at his serious eyes, as if to tell everything at this moment, obviously there were too many things to say and too many accounts to count, but I couldn't say a word, I just felt full of bitterness Swelling, his throat choked, and a drop of tears poured down on the huge ruby ​​that gripped his finger, snapping.
I couldn't speak, and just slowly buried my head and fell on my knees, my thin shoulders twitching slightly.
Tears dripped like rain.
Liu Qinghan was still sitting on the other side of the carriage, waiting for my choice. As soon as he saw me like this, he was suddenly anxious and reluctantly moved to my side: "Lightness, what happened to you?"
"..."
"Don't cry."
"..."
"Lightness ..."
His hand came over gently, as if he wanted to hug me, but did not dare to touch me, but when his fingers touched my twitching, thin shoulders, he finally leaned down and slowly moved I held it in my arms.
I leaned weakly in his arms, and tears not only dampened my face, but also moistened his coat.
Feeling my trembling, he hugs me tighter.
The two were so close together, his arms hugged me tightly like iron tongs, holding me deeply in his arms, he could feel every breath I took, and I could detect him Every time his heartbeat, every breath he made seemed to respond to every heartbeat of mine. Although he didn't say anything, at this moment, it seems that he doesn't need to say anything.
I understand, and he understands.
After being held by him for such a long time, I finally spoke softly, and the voice was still damp and salty with tears: "Liu Qinghan, you can hear clearly."
"..."
"You only have one chance to lie to me."
"..."
"You've used it."
"..."
I leaned on his chest, listening to his heart skipping a beat at this moment, and then struck his chest violently, after a long silence, his low and calm voice sounded above his head: "I know Now ... I see ... "
After that, he hugged me even harder, and I slowly closed my eyes in his arms, and clasped him with both hands.


When our team finally stopped to rest, it was already evening.
I originally wanted to stop at a station and rest. I found here that it had been destroyed by the war. The remaining broken wall was standing in the setting sun. It looked extremely depressed and ruined, and was no longer able to cover the wind and rain. Everyone regretted it, and the horse stopped in the woods next to it, cooking on the spot.
There was a rush in the quiet woods.
After the horse team stopped, everyone came and went to work for a while, raised a few bonfires, some people boiled water, some people fed horse grass, and some people went to play game, and Liu Qinghan and I two " After the "Sick Number" came down, everyone was afraid that the wind would blow us down. Where else can we do something? Xiao Yusheng instructed them to give us a bonfire from afar, and let me sit around. Already.
But sitting down was a bit wrong.
The glances from time to time behind us saw that we both were a little restless.
Obviously, everyone is still a little bit confused about the relationship and atmosphere between us. Except when Xiao Yusheng came over and sent a bamboo tube filled with warm water, everyone didn't approach the two of us again. Arguing, even the most wounded philosopher looked at this side with a probe.
Everyone has a little meaning of watching the situation.
I looked at them as if they were on their backs. When I raised my head, I saw Liu Qinghan's pale face. I wonder whether it was reflected by the fire or what was going on.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
However, no one came to bother, which was actually very good, because at last we had a little time, and we could sit without any emotions, and there was a warm flame blowing in front of us, probably really Rare calm time.
However, after sitting for a while, I felt a burst of fireworks. The place where I was sitting was exactly the vent. The bonfire was constantly flapping towards me, and the rolled up soot also covered my face, making me cough, he Hurrying, "You come and sit with me."
I was holding a hand by him and went to sit beside him.
This time, not only the bonfire in front of them was hot, but there was also a naturally hot body around them, and I immediately felt that the surroundings were melting together.
I couldn't help leaning towards him.
He only glanced at me and said nothing, but his eyes were clear with a little smile.
More people whispered behind him.
I realized this, and I felt a little embarrassed, so I sat and sat upright, but when he saw it, he leaned towards me, and I immediately reached out and pushed him: "Sit down!"
He grabbed my hand and said, "You look pale, and your hand is so cold."
After that, I grabbed my hand and gently rubbed it in my palm.
I had lost blood and chills, and I had just suffered from such a severe illness, and I could n’t find a doctor to take a look at it, but I know that this time is not so easy, but now It was on the way to escape, and such a thing was not worth mentioning at all, but he was only found to worry about telling him nothing.
He rubbed my hand lightly, and sighed inwardly.
The pale cold hands slowly recovered the temperature in his palm, and even the fingertips were rubbed with a touch of pink.
He looked at me: "Are you better?"
I nodded.
He said: "On the way, I can barely support it, and wait until-when you get to the place, you can take care of it."
"..."
I turned to look at him, but instead of looking at me, he grabbed my other hand and rubbed it seriously.
I don't know where he said he went.
Before I had time to ask or think about it, I heard the sound of crickets behind us, which scared us and turned around. A few people responsible for playing game caught a few pheasants and came back. The sound cut through the forest. After washing their hairs and washing them on the fire, they grilled them on the fire. After a while, they were grilled with oil, and the skin was rotten. At this time, the porridge was boiled. we.
Everyone also has a golden crispy chicken leg in the bowl.
For the "escape", the meal was a bit extravagant.
However, I do n’t have much appetite for grilled chicken drumsticks. After all, the body just experienced that kind of thing. After all the days of running, I lost all my appetite. I barely drank the gruel. He ate the chicken skin. After that, I shredded the roasted chicken into pieces and put them in my bowl, coaxing me to eat a little more, and finally drank half of the bowl.
Although the body is not good, the spirit is much better.
Although it ’s spring, the day is still not long. We did n’t have dinner for a while and the surroundings were completely dark. The light of the bonfire was not far away, and we only saw the shaking figures of those people we brought in the forest. Everyone I plan to camp here and rest for a night, but still have to arrange patrol guards to avoid any accidents.
Even if we don't consider chasing troops, we can't say whether there will be thieves and rogues.
I sat quietly in a daze, watching the setting sun slowly slowly receding from the lonely standing and ruined hall post ruins in the distance, the surroundings gradually fell into the darkness, Liu Qing Han moved the bonfire away, put a blanket on the dry and hot ground, and said, "You're coming to rest."
I looked back and looked up at him again: "What about you?"
"I'll sleep next to you."
"Oh……"
I obediently walked over to lie down, and the remaining heat on the ground was continuously fumigating from under the felt, but it was baking for a while, and it was lethargic, but there was still a bit of cold wind on my face. I was awake, lying on my side, watching him put a felt mat on him, and then lying down slowly, the wind was blocked. He turned to look at me: "Don't sleep yet?"
"I can not sleep."
...
That's what it said, but when he lay down, my eyelids became heavy for a while, just remembering that at last he reached out and drew the blanket over his shoulders to me, and said softly, "Go to sleep. "I really fell into the dream.
This dream, like the temperature underneath, is warm and mellow.
However, a gust of wind blew, and numerous petals were blown off, falling one after another and falling on my face, and a coolness made me wake up again.
As soon as he opened his eyes, a breeze blew on his face.
What about Liu Qinghan?
The place where he had been lying was empty. Where did he go?
I froze for a moment and immediately sat up. The surrounding bonfires were still burning, and there were patrol guards in the distance. Xiao Yusheng slept on the other side with a few students in Jixian Temple. It seemed that they were also tired. Very, snoring softly.
Nothing should have happened, or they would have risen long ago.
I pulled up the blanket on my body and slowly stood up. At this time, it was probably past a while. The sky was slightly white with fish belly. As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a ruin standing on the ruins of the station in the distance. Tall, lean and erect figure.
I slept all night, although I didn't fully recover my energy, but my spirit was better than before. At this time I was relieved and walked slowly over there.
The morning breeze also brought a little coolness at night. The dew condensed on the grass soon soaked the skirt corners, and immediately felt a wet soak at the ankle. Hearing my footsteps, he turned He looked over at me and immediately said, "Why don't you sleep?"
"How about you? Why don't you sleep?"
"Can't sleep."
I walked over carefully, and there were still some black gravel and broken bricks under his feet. He hurriedly reached out and took me carefully and walked over.
If you say that the broken wall of the wall you saw the night before was just a landscape in the sunset, then approached and looked at the black ground, the collapsed earth wall, the broken window edge, and the scenery became a real one. He was holding a broken wall with one hand and couldn't help sighing.
I said, "Why are you asking for trouble?"
"I'm not asking for trouble, I just--" He looked around with a heavy expression: "Even these places look like this, I can hardly imagine what the Central Plains will look like."
I stood by him and looked at these situations. This was no stranger to me. Although there was not much fire in Tianjin and Beijing, before that, in Cangzhou, Huai'an, and I followed Pei Yuanxiu Those places along the way, the raging flames of war, and the rest of the horrible scenes are really unimaginable.
I said softly, "There, I'm afraid there's nothing left."
He looked back at me, his eyes flickered slightly in the morning light, and after a while, I heard him say with a low voice, "It's deserted, not necessarily nothing."
"..."
"Maybe, the more barren it is, the sooner a spark can ignite the fire of Ebara!"
A spark?
I turned to look at him, and looked at the light in his eyes, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
For those students who followed us out of the Jixian Temple in Beijing, I have been wondering what
places to go
in the end. Do they say that they are going to the war-torn places in Central China, to those places? Go for the Starfire?
Liu Qinghan slowly said, "My generation is studying the sage book hard. At this point in troubled times, we should use ourselves as a torch."
I could not help but take a breath.
In fact, this is also something that I have been thinking in my heart.
What I see in my eyes is also a personal experience. As far as Huai'an is concerned, there is that big brother Chen. Xiao Zhong leads so many people to plan in secret. They are not willing to be ruled in this way, even the wife of Zhou Chengyin A lot of effort was also made in it. This place has such a complicated situation, and there are so many unwilling to be oppressed and tormented, so how many such unyielding souls are in the rest of the place?
It is because of them that Wen Fengxi won Huaian so smoothly and Yangzhou was restored again.
So if other places can get some guidance or even domination, can it be the same as Huai'an?
What I didn't think of was that I just thought secretly in my heart, and they did it so quickly. The students learned by Jixian Temple are all proficient in the six arts, and they are not the hands read out in ordinary colleges. The nerds without the power of chickens, scattered them to so many places, is equivalent to burying tens of millions of gunpowder that can be detonated at any time in the Central Plains!
I couldn't help but sighed and asked him, "Who does this mean?"
Liu Qinghan was silent for a while, and said, "Teacher ..."
"..."
"He had such an explanation when he was in Jixian Temple."
As soon as I heard him mention Fu Bazhen, my mood sank suddenly, and even his breathing became heavy.
Some things, if not touched, are like a wounded wound, it seems to be safe, but when you reach out to reveal it, you know that there is still blood dripping inside.
The death of Fu Bazhen is not only for me, but for him, I am afraid for many people, it is a wound that is difficult to heal in a short time.
And between him and me, the wound that seemed to be emaciated, was more than that.
The two stood quietly in the ruins, listening to the shouts from the grass, and gradually, the surrounding area gradually started to light up. Even in the woods where we camped and rested, we heard some The sound of people getting up and acting.
He turned to look at me and finally couldn't help but ask, "Yangzhou, what's wrong?"
I know that he cares about the overall situation, and Yangzhou is a place in his heart that he can't give up, just as he said to me in Juma River Valley, he always felt that he was responsible for that place, so in When the poison was dying, I did not forget to explain that I sent troops along the Sanjiangkou to capture Jiangnan.
I said, "Yangzhou and Huai'an have now been taken back."
"Although it was brought back, I am worried that Pei Yuanxiu also left a lot of soldiers and horses in Jinling. Can the second brother keep it?"
"..."
"I was in a hurry and didn't have time to ask more about the situation over there."
I know, of course, Xiao Yusheng said that as soon as he heard about me, he was in a state of anxiety, and he could take care of the military situation in Yangzhou thousands of miles away. Although I do n’t know what the current situation is, I still comfort him. "You can rest assured, even if there are many soldiers and horses staying in Jinling, it is not only Zhao Er brother who keeps Yangzhou, it is not easy for them to come back."
"...?" He froze and turned to look at me: "Who else? Phoenix analysis?"
"No, General Wen is guarding Huaian."
"Huai'an?" When he heard it, he was very surprised: "The two major towns of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces north of the Yangtze River were taken down by them? That's great. In this way, it will be more beneficial to the future war situation. Then , Over Yangzhou-- "
"The person who helped Zhao Er brother win Yangzhou is Shen Xiaokun."
"Shen Xiaokun ?!"
He was obviously not mentally prepared to accept the name, and the whole person was stunned: "He, he is not--"
I told myself about going south to Jinling when I met Shen Xiaokun in Wohu Village, and how to instruct Wei Ning to go to Jiujiang to help Shen Xiaokun expand his power. He heard it again and again. He waited for me to finish it. Slowly said, "I didn't expect him to be-okay, okay."
"..."
"He could be so profoundly righteous that it would be great to shoot in such a situation!"
I looked up at him: "Do you remember to hate him?"
He glanced at me and smiled lightly: "I'm not that stingy."
"..."
"Moreover, he saved Lier. If I see him again, I must thank him very well."
When he said this sentence, he was originally talking about Shen Xiaokun, but as soon as he mentioned "lier", he and I suddenly became quiet, with some unavoidable emotions, slowly rising.
The two remained silent for a while, and the morning light in the sky was getting brighter. He gave me a complicated look and said gently, "She--"