Chapter 29: Amnesia General Infatuated with Old Man 17

At night in late autumn, the sky is clear and the moon is bright like a mirror.
On the long street, the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms, and the shadows of flowers and trees are swaying where the night breeze blows, and the moon is played by the flute.
Perhaps bewildered by this festive atmosphere, Feng Jiuli changed his red shirt to ask Su Jinzhi to go out, and forced him to change into a light-colored robe.
"This shirt is too colorful" The young man frowned slightly, hesitating at the door.
Feng Jiuli stopped saying, and shook his head with a smile: "How can you be me?" Hurry up, it will be bad when you miss the hour. "
Su Jinzhi was stunned by him. After holding his figure, he asked him, "Miss the time? Aren't we going to buy bamboo sticks and colored paper?"
"One more thing." Feng Jiuli took his lip corner and brought Su Jinzhi to Taiyinjun Temple in the south of the city.
Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the incense of the Taiyin Jun Temple is endless, and the moon cakes on the table are stacked more than half a foot high. Su Jinzhi originally thought that he was only bringing himself to worship the Taiyin Jun, but did not expect Feng Jiuli to flash him and went directly into a slightly worn out side temple.
There is only a large wooden plate and four bowls of tea on the table in the side temple. There is a round moon cake about one foot long in the wooden plate. The two candles next to the statue flash in the wind and are almost extinguished. The incense in the incense burner is also consumed. There is no open flame.
After Feng Jiuli brought Su Jinzhi into the temple, he took out a new candle from his arms, lit a few incense, handed it to Su Jinzhi, and pulled him to kneel on the futon.
After the three-headed bow, the two stood up.
"You take me to worship the rabbit god?" Su Jinzhi looked at the statue and asked.
"There are many people on the street, so I'm afraid you will lose your way." Feng Jiuli drew a red thread from a trick and tied it to Su Jinzhi's little thumb.
Su Jinzhi moved the little finger, and the bright line was very conspicuous. After a moment of silence, he suddenly pulled a turquoise jade from the collar, watched it for a while, and tore it off and stuffed it into Feng Jiuli .
Feng Jiuli looked at Yu Pei and asked him, "This is"
"This is the only relic left by your mother." Su Jinzhi smiled at him, "but you're afraid you don't remember."
Feng Jiuli was silent, and Su Jinzhi said, "I have kept it for you for seven years. It's time to return it to you."
"Here it is, it's yours." Feng Jiuli opened his body stiffly, and he seemed to realize something.
At this time, the original full moon in the sky was covered by a few gray clouds, so that the moonlight, which was originally bright and clear, was hazy, and this ruined temple was lonely.
"I want it."
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes, his eyes fluttered towards the red fire on the incense column, and his voice was extremely light: "But sometimes I can't help but think, how good it would be if you didn't give it to me."
Feng Jiuli watched the youth tremblingly. In a few breaths, the moonlight broke through the clouds and poured down, falling on the pale cheeks of the youth, making him seem to just follow the silver glow. With a slight satin pull, you can go home on a monthly basis.
Therefore, as soon as his voice fell, Feng Jiuli immediately held his hand desperately, astringently saying, "I was wrong."
"What are you doing wrong?" The young man looked at him with a smile, raised his hand and caressed his face, and the brown eyes were covered with a layer of slick light. I blame you, but I never blame you. There is only one mistake between you and me. "
"Just come back."
Feng Jiuli stayed in place, and the suffocation from his chest made his fingertips tremble slightly.
The youth took the initiative to hold his slightly cold hand for a while, and said, "You can give me Yupe again."
"But this time, don't forget me again?"
"Okay." Feng Jiuli opened his mouth, uttered the word hard, and re-applied Yu Pui to the neck of the young man.
The icy jade slipped into his collar, and after a while he got his temperature.
In the past, Jun Changle did not let go of this jade until his death-he still loved Feng Jiuli.
Among them, indeed, no one has a fault, and some of them are wrong and wrong.
Su Jinzhi moved the little finger again, and the red line holding them followed. He said, "Let's go and buy bamboo sticks. You said you would put me a lantern."
Feng Jiuli pulled his lips stiffly, and led him towards the vocal area of ​​Chang Street.
The crowds on the street that almost can not see the end, Zhang Yecheng Yin is not lively, there are rows of beautiful lanterns under the eaves of the narrow alley. The most beautiful peach blossoms, one after another, fell into the river woven into the stars.
The two of them walked hand in hand, and when they set foot on a stone bridge, a bright light burst suddenly broke the night breeze, and when they climbed to the highest point of the sky, they made a sound. The Milky Way flows towards the earth, complementing the autumn lanterns and the flagpole lanterns erected by ordinary people.
The city's fireworks are dazzling and dazzling.
Su Jinzhi looked down at the bottom of the bridge, reflecting the river flowing with the broken stars and lanterns. Among the dazzling and prosperous lights, he was a little stunned, and there was a kind of forgetting all the past, those unwilling, humiliation and pain were blurred, like As many bridges were abandoned behind him, and then he felt reborn.
This kind of beautiful scenery has been seen every year by Jun Changle in the past few years, but unfortunately it is a very good month.
He looked forward to it for ten years, and his whole life, and finally waited for the month of this year today and today-and only the full moon tonight, which had never failed his deep affection.
Su Jinzhi lowered his head and looked at the red line on his little finger that was tied to Jiang Lishan, dazed, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked without his control.
Feng Jiuli also moved his finger and walked forward quietly. He stopped when he looked up and saw the two people blocking them. Su Jinzhi noticed his pause and looked up.
"Miss Junsi." Feng Jiuli opened his mouth.
Jun Chang Wu held a box of moon cakes and looked at Su Jinzhi stunned. The smile on the lips of the young man still had time to converge, so he looked at her with a smile, just like the scene in the past, when Jun Chang Wu was called red, Eyes.
She blinked, relieved the sourness in her eyes and burst into a smile, and handed out the moon cake held in her arms: "I'm going back to Chongluo, I can't stay here for Mid-Autumn Festival, but I can invite you to eat moon cakes."
Feng Jiuli did not reach out to pick up the box of moon cakes, but slightly hooked Su Jinzhi's little finger.
Su Jinzhi suddenly looked back, his throat was trembling, he took the moon cake box a few steps forward, and said softly: "Thank you"
"I made all of them by myself." Jun Changwu held back tears and laughed.
Su Jinzhi also looked up at her, her eyes reddish and said, "Okay, I'm going to eat it all."
After hearing the words, Jun Changwu nodded towards Su Jinzhi and walked forward with her eyes closed, but closed her eyes at the moment when she passed by with the youth, and let the transparent warm tears rub the under eyes and the youth with a smile It's like a red crying mole.
At the same time, the clear juvenile voice of No. 0 also sounded: "DingThe current progress value of Jun Chang Wu is 100/100. Congratulations to the host for saving success!"
"The moon cake was sent out?" Yun Mengchen waiting for Shi Qiao asked her softly.
"Well," Jun Changwu wiped back his tears and responded with a twitch.
Yun Mengchen looked at her for a while, then looked up at the other end of the bridge.
At that end, the young man he had loved for three years looked up in his heart, his eyes contained countless clusters of bright haze, and he stared softly at the tall man in front of him-they were finally together again.
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"Let's go, I'll send you back to Chongluo." Yun Mengchen retracted his eyes and turned towards the lights.
There is sadness, joy, and separation, and the moon is cloudy and cloudy. This has never been possible since ancient times. Fortunately, today, the full moon is high, but no one lives up to Mei Yanjuan.
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Soon after Mid-Autumn Festival, the winter came quietly.
There was an urgent news from Chongluo. Beiyou attacked Chongluo again. The old emperor ordered Feng Jiuli to return to the country to lead the army and guard the Chongluo border.
On the day he left, Su Jinzhi became ill again because he had saved many targets, and his body was so healthy that he couldn't bear the cold wind.
Because of this, Feng Jiuli did not let Su Jin get out of bed to send him away.
"I'll be back soon. Are you still ill, are you dead?" Feng Jiuli squeaked frowningly at the restless young man in bed.
"It's very fast, but I don't know when this battle will be fought." Su Jinzhi coughed, covering her chest, and two abnormal flushes floated on her pale, paper-like face. Still having a low fever.
Feng Jiuli sighed lowly and coaxed him with a soft voice: "Soon, it won't be long. Haven't you planted a lot of Wei Zi? At the latest, let them wait until they are fully open, and wait for Wei Zi to open, I must be Will be back."
Su Jinzhi looked up at him for a while, then lowered his head and sighed softly, and compromised: "If you don't come back, I will never wait for you again."
"Okay, if you do n’t come back, your husband will let me go." Feng Jiuli laughed, took Su Jinzhi's hand and kissed and kissed him. He also wanted to lean over to kiss him, causing Su Jinzhi to dodge again and again, afraid of himself. Pass him on.
Seeing Su Jinzhi cough a few times, Feng Jiuli did not dare to make him any more, and told his face, "I am gone, you must take good care of yourself."
Su Jinzhi took a peony sachet from under the pillow and put it in his hand, smiling: "Take care."
Feng Jiuli contemplates the youth's look and sees that he is not upset because of parting, so he is relieved and hugged the youth to kiss him on his forehead: "Take care."
Su Jinzhi watched Feng Jiuli leave with a smile, and after a long time, he lifted the quilt violently. He wore clothes and picked up Fox Fur and ran out of the building. He almost bumped into joy on the road.
Happy to see this quickly and called him: "Where are you going, son?"
Su Jinzhi did not reply, "Go to send General Feng-"
He couldn't leave Feng Jiuli immediately, as he would be found; he could only wait for Feng Jiuli to walk and catch up, and see him again on the high wall.
Su Jinzhi didn't know why he suddenly wanted to see Feng Jiuli again, let him ignore the warning of No.1, as if it was as urgent as the last side of their lives, pressing the physical discomfort and the punishment of No.1 rushing outward .
But he overestimated his body, and by the time he hurried to the gate, Feng Jiuli's army had been out of town for a long time.
The snow in the middle of the winter has dyed the entire Zhuhua to the extreme. Only two or three red plums embellished in the suburbs exude deep bones, proclaiming that this is the last glamorous color of the year.
Su Jinzhi tightened the snow-white fox fur and ran towards the city wall. He ran along the city wall toward Chongluo, and looked at the army led by Feng Jiuli as a long black dragon. He stepped on all the remaining prosperity of Zhuhua under its iron blade claws. The vast snow color that tore the sky and the sky gradually wandered towards Chongluo with magnificence.
Ten years ago, Jun Changle didn't see the last side. Ten years later, he finally saw it.
"Jiang Lishan--!"
"Jiang Lishan--!"
"I'm waiting for you! You must come back-!"
Su Jinzhi's eyes were red, tears kept flowing from the corner of the eyes, and his cheeks were wet. He shouted shouting at the back of the man who climbed the brick wall, shouting again and again in spite of his already hoarse, sore throat, when the last point When the black also disappeared, he bowed his knees and mumbled lowly: "Jiang Lishan"
After Su Jinzhi's emotions were calmed down, No. 1 coldly said, "What are you so excited about?"
Su Jinzhi would like to say that those excited emotions are not his, but they are Jun Changle. The person who is reluctant to leave Jiuli to leave again is him, not him.
But these words turned around in his throat, and he swallowed them back.
"Why didn't you punish me this time?"
No. 1 did not immediately answer his question, but instead asked: "Do you think I am bad to you?"
"In fact, it's fine, you don't need to be nice to me." Su Jinzhi said.
No matter the number one or zero, they are unable to perceive the "pain" that humans and psychologically endure.
He had never expected a program-controlled system to understand the complex feelings of human beings, something they sometimes could not understand.
The feelings of Jun Changle in this world are too strong. His joy on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the pain during separation, these emotions are like trapping him tightly. If there is no one staring at him, Su Jinzhi does not know if he will fall. Go on.
But he cannot fall, and he does not want to fall.
Those feelings are not his.
Too deep into the play is not good for him. He should finish the task well and enjoy the rest of the life, as the No. 1 said. Do n’t think about it, do n’t think about it, not much.
Su Jinzhi looked up, staring blankly at the gray sky above his head, watching the fine snow slowly falling from the sky, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "Jun Changle's progress value has risen to 95 points Now. "
No. 1 followed him for a while and didn't say anything more. He just said, "Go back, you will see you again."
"Um." Su Jinzhi responded softly, got up from the ground and walked back to Huaqilou.
On the way back, the snow was very heavy, as if it could cover the entire world. It was a deep and cold snow pit when you stepped on it, exposing the dark muddy ground below, like an abyss of cannibalism.
Zhu Huaguo never had such heavy snow in previous years, so when Su Jinzhi returned to Huaqilou, he was almost soaked with snow and scum was hanging between his hair tips. In the cold wind area, no matter how thick the fox fur is, it cannot be wrapped in warmth. It is even worse when the body has a low fever, and the repeated fever can not be suppressed, so that the remaining winter after Feng Jiuli is gone, the capital of Su Jin He fell asleep in bed, falling asleep unconsciously, almost unconscious, and anxious that Qiu Yi and Xi almost fell ill with him.
However, Su Jinzhi seemed to have dreamed a lot of past events in the blurred consciousness. Those past events were not about Jun Changle, but were about him—some past events on the earth when he was not dead in the last life, but the pictures in the dream were in him After waking up, he disappeared without a trace, only vaguely remembering that he did have such a dream.
Waking up like this, and falling asleep again.
He has been dreaming of a dream that he will forget when he wakes up.
So when Su Jinzhi's fever completely disappeared and people could walk down the ground, it was already the beginning of the new year.
Although the first month has not yet arrived, the sound of firecrackers has sounded first.
Every morning, Su Jinzhi was awakened by the jokes and jokes of the young children in the streets. He opened the window and looked outside.
The Taohua Long Street, which has been quiet for a winter day, has become lively again.
At the pole, Ying Fei grass grows long and hazy all the way.
With the melting snow, last year's old things are gradually replaced by the next blooming spring flowers, blooming in the direction of the new year.
Wei Zi is about to drive.