Zheng Rong said

Ten

Han Ji came out of the tent, the wind was blowing under his feet, but he stopped after walking a few steps. He turned around and saw the guard Tong Huai's hostile eyes were undisguised. .In the dimness, I understood a thing or two, and the conversation between the two people last time was all in my ears.

He is about to return to Beijing, it is not easy and unnecessary to come to the barracks again.No care, no worries, no nostalgia.Thinking of this, his thoughts changed. If he wanted to say why he was reluctant to give up, he could roughly count as a cloud rank. In the past four years of military camp life, except for Yang Zhan and Fan Sheng, the longest time he spent with him was also a cloud rank.

Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the scene of stealing love.

We have had skin-to-skin contact with each other, even though they pretend to be meaningless on the surface, they are always different from others in the final analysis.

Smile, can you really get it?Han Ji, who had been so clear these past few days, became confused at this moment.

It took a lot of time to sort out the various military books displayed in the tent.

Han Ji reasoned a little bit, and he didn't want to do anything, so he just let Ling Yunjie live in his tent.

He sat on the couch and recruited all students to enter the account.

"Fan Sheng, will you follow me back to Beijing or stay in the barracks?"

Fan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "It's all up to the master."

Han Ji thought for a while and said, "Then you stay here, and I will tell the commander-in-chief that you can teach Yun Jie martial arts when you have time."

"Master... intends to support General Ling?" Fan Sheng glanced at Han Ji cautiously.

Han Ji smiled and said, "The commander-in-chief also thinks he is a man to make, it's not on my intention or unintentional."

Fansheng was speechless and wanted to retreat when he heard Han Ji say, "Prepare a few jars of green rice wine, the strongest kind."

The ending sound is evil, and the listener Fansheng can't help but feel a chill.

The rosy clouds send off the setting sun, and the return is slow.

There were still two hours before sunset, and Yun Jie arrived at Han Ji's camp early.

Han Ji obviously didn't expect him to come so early, and his vat of spirits hadn't had time to be mixed with water, so it's not good to blatantly engage in favoritism and fraud, so he proposed to organize the books together.

Yun Jie agreed without even thinking about it, and put aside the idea of ​​a quick battle in the future, after all, most of the books in this tent will belong to him in the future.

There are one volume in the east and the other in the west, and it is already sunset after finishing all of them.

Looking at the neat piles of books on the table, and some books that couldn't be put on the ground, Yun Jie felt worried, and he didn't know when he would be able to finish reading.

Because Han Ji was serious about "ordering", Yun Jie was serious about running errands, without stopping for a moment, everything is in order now, the two stood quietly, the setting sun elongated the shadow, and cast it obliquely on the wall of the high book, shoulder to shoulder and head to head, a trace of Ambiguous wordless flow.

Yun Jie pulled a little distance away, looked at Han Ji, and avoided it as soon as he raised his eyes. The deep and shining smiling eyes made him panic.

"I'll move the books away first," Yun Jie said.

"It's getting late, let's move tomorrow."

Han Ji Shi ran around the books and walked towards the mahogany table where the wine was placed.

He was fully aware of the panic exposed at that moment.Yun Jie is not as calm as he said, let him go, I'm afraid he won't be able to invite him.

Pointing to the seat opposite, Han Ji picked up the wine jar and began to pour wine, saying, "The Qinghe Niang specially prepared for you, come and taste it."

Yun Jie calmed down and said calmly as usual, "I don't drink well, and it's a long journey to the capital, so you should rest early."

Han Ji raised his glass and touched the mouth of Yunjie's cup, "I'm afraid no one will invite you to drink as soon as I leave. If you don't get drunk, you will spend your life in vain."

He raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and said in his mouth, "When will you become famous, and you will be drunk and laugh with your father thirty thousand times."

Yun Jie gave him a weird look, the poem was so inexplicable, he drank it together, frowned immediately, and moaned, "This wine is too strong..."

Han Ji just smiled and said nothing, filled the wine glasses of the two of them again, pointed to a mountain range on the large map, "Suohongling has been recovered, and the territory of our country has been unified. Yan's losing streak will inevitably rise up to resist, and you need to be more careful in the future. "

The territory of the Yan family is only one-fifth of Dingkang, and the two countries have been stalemate for more than ten years, not just because of Dingkang's slack.

Under Yang Zhan's administration in recent years, the military strength has increased dramatically. With this development, it is not far to regain the old land.

He didn't expect that Han Ji would not forget to give him advice before leaving, but he didn't realize that his thoughts were being led away by Han Ji.

Yun Jie circled Yan's country on the map with his fingers, "We will eliminate future troubles forever."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Han Ji clinked glasses, and Qing Ling's porcelain voice clanged to the ground, "Then I'll wait for you in Yandu to achieve a great victory, and then I will definitely invite you to drink [-] times!"

After drinking the second cup, it didn't burn the throat as before, but the fragrance flowed between the lips and teeth.

After taking his seat, Han Ji's chatterbox opened wide, from Pangu creating heaven and Nuwa creating human flesh, to Jing Ke's assassination of Qin to divide the world.Even though it is difficult to find out the emptiness of the sky, Yun Jie listened to it with relish, and made a few words from time to time. When he was happy, the strong wine was as light as water, and he kept drinking three cups in succession.

"Why don't you come back to Beijing with me?" Han Ji suddenly said a digression, looking at Yunjie with half-drunk eyes.

Yun Jie blinked his eyes several times before realizing it. He seemed more drunk than Han Ji, but his mind was still clear. "The troubles have not been cured, what are you going back for?"

Han Ji continued, "Listen to my story, and leave the future troubles to the commander-in-chief."

Yun Jie laughed, "Just to listen to your far-fetched fairy tales? It's too childish."

Han Ji buried his face in his arms suddenly in frustration, and said vaguely, "You are not at all reluctant to let me go..."

Yun Jie couldn't hear clearly, so he stood up and poured wine, and asked in a loud voice, "What?"

Han Ji suddenly sat up straight, leaned half of his body forward, looked at him obliquely, and said bluntly, "Will you miss me when I'm gone?"

Yun Jie shook his hands and spilled some wine. He avoided his eyes and concentrated on filling the wine glass, and then said, "Sometimes when I read something incomprehensible in the military book, maybe I will..."

"Perhaps," Han Ji's eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "You have that childlike mind to solve your doubts, so why would you think of me?"

Yun Jie thought that Han Ji drank too much and his mind became blurred, and his way of speaking became unaccustomed to him. "Tong Huai also has a half-knowledge of the art of war, but I think it can be cultivated. He is good at martial arts."

"Really," Han Ji drooped his head and still wilted, "Being together day and night, I think you will accept it someday."

"Accept? Accept what?"

"What do you think?" Han Ji supported his forehead, stared sideways at Yun Jie, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of malice in his lethargy.

Being watched like this, Yun Jie's reddened face turned hot, and he said firmly, "Impossible."

"If you have one, you have two."

"I, like you, cannot accept it."

"I can."

Yun Jie was puzzled.

Han Ji raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "If it's you, it's fine."

With a bang, Yun Jie's face became serious, "Nonsense!" He got up and was about to leave, and suddenly realized that his tone was not good, "Sorry, let's stop here today, and my subordinates will leave."

Han Ji was not in a hurry to keep people, and stood up slowly, "You are a free and easy person, so you don't need to be cautious in front of me."

Yun Jie stopped after taking two steps, and only waved his hand.After drinking so much wine, no matter how clear his mind was, he couldn't stand the overlapping shadows in front of him, so he forced himself to walk calmly.

But he was caught by the wrist suddenly, the world spun for a while, his face gradually enlarged, and the nimble tongue pried open his mouth unexpectedly.

There was a buzzing in my ears, which made my brain a mess.

The difference is that this time Yun Jie didn't hit anyone with his hands. He pushed Han Ji away, wiped the alcohol-smelling saliva from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and stared angrily, "You drank too much! Why are you so drunk!"

Han Ji took a few steps back, his waist bumped against the table, and the stacked books fell to the ground.

After Yun Jie finished speaking, he turned around and left, but he staggered along the flat road, and his stomach was hot.

"You drugged?!" He walked steadily, turned around and shouted angrily.

Han Ji spread his hands and shrugged wildly, "As for?"

He grabbed the wine jar, poured their respective wines into Yunjie's cup to mix, drank it in one gulp under the attention salute, kept his usual smile, and said, "You just don't admit it."

Seeing Yunjie standing still, with his fists clenched tightly, he walked slowly, the pain in his waist was unbearable, but his walking posture was a bit awkward, "To be honest, I will miss you."

He hugged Yun Jie, resting his chin on his shoulder.

Yun Jie's breath was short, and he felt his heart beating violently and the hammer shaking the sky and the earth. At this moment, his mind went blank, and he was powerless to refute anything.

The person who kissed him recklessly, like a poison, dragged him step by step.

It wasn't until Han Ji groaned that he suddenly woke up from a dream. When Han Ji supported his waist, he turned over and pressed him under him.

The staring eyes of the hungry wolf made Han Ji tremble, and he said aggrievedly, "Back pain..."

Facts proved that his grievances were useless, Yun Jie seemed to be in a daze, his movements were chaotic, he tore his coat vigorously, and said repeatedly, "Remember, you provoked me first..."

Han Ji never thought that he would be turned away, but when he bumped into the right place just now, it hurt when he moved.

After tossing and tossing for a while, not to mention sweating profusely, and the pain in the waist was even worse, Han Ji regretted that his intestines were green, so he had to accept his fate.

But it was more than that, there was another kind of pain, which was so terrible that his liver trembled.

Consciousness gradually drifts away.

Yes, he, Han Ji, an imposing seven-foot man, passed out from the pain.

Yun Jie was sweating all over, and sober after drinking.

He was dazed, looking at the bed and the blood on his body, the facts were in front of him, what he felt was not fear, but panic.

At a loss, he wiped the blood with his underwear, put on his coat indiscriminately, and got out of bed.

Accidentally fell down by the bed, seeing Han Ji's face turned pale, he tentatively called out, "Han...Ji..."

The breath is gentle, and the ghost knows why he thought Han Ji was out of breath.

Yun Jie was still flustered and didn't dare to stay, not knowing what to do.

After dressing Han Ji neatly and covering the quilt, he fled.

He was lying on his bed still flustered.

There is only one lingering thought, which enters the atrium of my heart,

Han Ji was in a coma, and he abandoned it and fled in spite of himself!Why escape?why?

(I just want Han Ji to suffer once, don't worry about why..

But Han Ji is attacking, that's right. )

(I don’t want to pick up the pen as soon as I stop, (﹏) sad

Bows and apologies! )