Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Lin Sui walked slowly in the snow with Lin Ping'an on his back. His expression became more and more resolute, as if he had grown up overnight and no longer had the recklessness he had before.

From a distance, he saw a young man holding an umbrella standing at the gate. He paused for a moment, turned his head slightly, and said to the man on his back, "Brother, the general is here to pick us up."

"General, I failed to bring my brother back."

Lin Sui handed Lin Ping'an's body to Chang Qing, and then knelt silently in front of Chang Qing. When he left, he clearly promised Chang Qing that he would bring his brother back.

He was so confident and sure of what he said, and thought that he would be able to escape death like he had done countless times.

"It's all my fault that I didn't delay enough time for my brother to evacuate. If he hadn't saved me, he wouldn't have died tragically." A trace of pain appeared on Lin Sui's face, and the feeling of suffocation in his chest made his body shake violently.

No one spoke for a long time.

The young general reached out his hand and touched Lin Ping'an's face. The wound had turned blue from the cold, but no blood was flowing.

A corner of the amulet that Lin Ping'an always carried carefully with him was exposed. It was now stained with blood, and the two words "Ping'an" seemed to be gradually worn away, making it difficult to distinguish.

His slightly drooped brows seemed to become more distant and cold in the blizzard.

"Ping An, you broke your promise."

A slightly hoarse and deep voice sounded, and the boy's black hair seemed to be dyed with ink. The biting cold wind from the northern frontier left a layer of frost on his eyebrows, and even his eyelashes were crystal clear.

"Yun Ran has already prepared a phoenix crown and a bridal robe for her. She is waiting for you to go back and marry her. I brought you to the battlefield. How can I explain to her if you ask me to go back now?"

The young general touched the amulet and could always recall the scenes since he met Lin Ping'an. He had clearly said when he left that they would drink Chun Heming wine together when they returned triumphantly, but it happened so suddenly that no one was mentally prepared at all.

She put the amulet away for Lin Ping'an, and the pale and dim light danced on her face.

The old horse standing by had a pair of bright and sad eyes. He walked over and rubbed Lin Ping'an's body with his horse's head, just as intimately as before.

Chang Qing looked at the cloak dyed red by Lin Ping'an, gently put it on Lin Ping'an's old horse, stretched out his hand and hugged the horse's head: "Go see her for him, he wants to see her."

The warhorse was very human-like. It roared towards the sky, turned around and ran towards the capital.

"Did he say where he wanted it buried?"

"Brother didn't have time to say it, but given his personality, he doesn't care about returning to his roots. Let's bury him in Liangzhou City, at the highest point, so that he can watch over the border he has worked so hard to protect."

Chang Qing didn't say anything. After arranging everything, she sat on the ground with her head against the coffin. Next to her was a stack of paper money. She slowly put the paper money into the basin and stared at it being consumed by the flames.

Under the dim candlelight, he reached out his hand and gently knocked on the coffin, and the coffin made a dull and suppressed sound: "Ping An, in the next life, you will be a general, and I will be your soldier. I will fight wherever you point."

The young general suddenly bent over and coughed, and finally couldn't help letting out a muffled whimper. The emotions that surged from his chest almost drowned Chang Qing. Even though she was an outsider, she could sense the pain and sadness in Xu Jinhuan's body at this moment.

Chang Qing could suppress all the emotions of this body, but she didn't. She felt it so clearly and empathetically, and finally she slowly closed her eyes, resting her head on the coffin and fell asleep.

Lin Sui stood outside the house for a long time. His previously restless heart was now extremely peaceful, like a pool of stagnant water that could not withstand any waves. He could clearly hear any sound made in the night.

The sound of snow falling, the sound of paper burning in the room, and the suppressed and sad sobs coming from the room.

In fact, even if there is a next life, his brother will still choose to be Xu Jinhuan's soldier.

Over the years, they have not only become confidants, friends and brothers, but also relatives and inseparable existence in each other's lives. They have blocked knives for each other, fought for each other, and even thought about living closer in the future and drinking together when they are old.

He slowly pushed open the door, and a sharp wind brought snow into the room. The candles on both sides of the coffin were instantly extinguished, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The old horse finally completed the long journey home and arrived in the capital. It came to a yard and neighed softly towards the gate.

Lin Ping'an had ridden it to this place several times, and at that time he even took the girl who lived there to play in the suburbs, so it remembered it very clearly.

Although the old horse did not understand human emotions, it could feel them. Every time the owner met the girl, he was particularly happy and often mentioned the girl's name when washing and feeding it.

After a few times, Lao Ma remembered it.

This girl is extremely important to her master and is her second master.

The courtyard suddenly lit up, and a girl in a coat ran out, calling softly, "Ping An, are you back?"

She opened the door while shouting. When she saw the old horse clearly under the faint moonlight, her head went blank. The blood color on her face faded visibly. Her legs and feet went limp and she fell to the ground.

Watching the old horse slowly approaching her, then bending its front legs and kneeling on its knees in the snow, the girl reached out her trembling hand to touch and pick up the cloak on the old horse's back. The coagulated blood on the cloak rubbed her palms sore, but it was not as painful as the pain of her heart.

"He, he, he..."

The girl couldn't utter a complete sentence. Her mouth was open, like a dying fish on the beach. She just hugged the cloak tightly in her arms.

We had clearly agreed that he would marry her when he came back.

She couldn't cry out loud, she just sat on the ground and didn't notice until her clothes were all wet.

I don't know how long it took before I finally let out a breath of air that was pressing on my chest.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her brows were extremely gentle: "Liar."

"Didn't you say that you are different from those men, and that you won't betray me? If you were as heartless and disloyal as those men I've seen in brothels and abandoned me, I would find reasons to hate you. But you treat me so well, and you're a hero who defends my country. How can I hate you? How can I live my life?"

The old horse next to her also whimpered twice, and its legs took small, gentle steps as it moved closer to the girl.

Then, Lao Ma also fell to the ground.