Wife is an enemy general

It seemed that it was cold due to the fall of night, and then he raised his head and looked forward with empty eyes.

"Want to eat buns?" Li Mu asked who had been leaning against the wall motionless for a long time.

Hearing this, the man who had been squatting on the ground and had slept for a long time trembled violently. His lips, which were so thirsty that their skin had peeled off, opened slightly, and then he raised his head to look at the person standing beside him.

Long time no see, Zhong Xiuyuan's face has completely changed. It was supposed to be a beautiful face with delicate eyebrows that even women would envy, but now a scar has slid from his forehead to the right cheek.

His eyes were sunken, his bones were skinny, his lips were peeling from thirst, and his wheat-colored skin was covered with patches of mud. He was no different from those refugees and beggars on the street.

Seeing Li Mu standing next to him with his head slightly down, Zhong Xiuyuan's slightly opened mouth moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab Li Mu's trousers.

The next moment, he lowered his head and buried his head in the crook of his arms, his shoulder trembling slightly.

Li Mu didn't speak, but just waited quietly.

When lanterns were lit on both sides of the street, Zhong Xiuyuan raised his face and looked at the person who suddenly appeared beside him with scarlet eyes.

"I want rice soup." Zhong Xiuyuan's thirsty and hoarse voice came softly.

Li Mu was slightly taken aback, he originally thought the person would ask him why he was here in the first sentence.

Li Mu stretched out his hand and pulled the person up, but with a single movement, the person was staggered by him.

He hurriedly caught the staggering and unsteady man, and when he held him in his arms, he realized how thin the man had become.

Under the clothes that were so tattered that the original color could no longer be seen, there were bones that would feel like a diaphragm when you put your hands on them. He was supposed to be as tall and as heavy as him, but now he could hold him with only one hand.

Holding the person in his arms, Li Mu stood quietly, allowing the person to hug him tightly as when they were parting, unwilling to let go for a long time.