Langya on the moon

"I will, I will accompany you, hold your hand, don't be afraid."

Lin Lang's eyes were clouded with tears, as if she saw the boy under the pear tree in Xinming Winery two years ago again.

"Lin Lang!"

The young Lin Shu leaned against the wall and took a stone to wake up the girl Lin Lang who was in a daze while pounding medicine under the white pear tree.

Seeing that it was him, Lin Lang smiled sweetly and opened the door to welcome him.

It's just that the young man seemed to have a slight worry between his brows, Lin Lang poured him a cup of tea and listened attentively.

Lin Shu looked up into the distance, thinking about it, and recited a poem.

"A little bit of red plums in February and March, four taels of peach blossoms for five or six dollars. You pick long tassels out of the Great Wall, and my concubine looks forward to the return of spring to warm the wine and sweeten it."

"Who wrote this poem?"

Lin Shu said slowly, "This is a poem Mrs. Qi wrote to Brother Qi."

"A member of the Red Flame Army, Qi Jing, Brother Qi, fell to his death in an accident while patrolling the Yeqin border five days ago. Today, my father and I went to Brother Qi's house and told his widow the news personally. Loyal minister A good general, once his bones withered, what lingered in my mind was the scene of Big Brother Qi waiting to die alone in the icy wilderness when he was dying. I think that feeling is more terrifying than dying in battle."

"Thinking woman is looking forward to the return of her husband, but now that she knows the ending, it is so sad to read."

His pupils shrank, as if he really saw that cold night, in the thorn bushes, he watched his blood dry up, and his life was passing away bit by bit, with no one to help him, and no one to accompany him.

He suddenly turned around with earnest eyes. Although he was a 17-year-old boy, he had personally experienced the flames of war and witnessed the death of thousands of people. Now he has a very heavy understanding of life and death.

"Lin Lang, if one day I go on an expedition to the battlefield, will you wait for my return?"

Without thinking, Lin Lang nodded in agreement.

"I'll wait. No matter how long, I'll wait."

Lin Shu suddenly held Lin Lang's hands tightly, and she felt his sadness.

"Lin Lang, can you stay by my side on the day I die? You have to remember to hold my hand, so that I won't be afraid!"

He waited expectantly for Lin Lang's answer, as long as the girl in front of him agreed, he would no longer be afraid of death.

Lin Lang in front of her naturally understood his fear of death, but she shook her head.

Lin Shu blinked in disappointment: "What's the matter, you won't promise me?"

She shook her head again.

"Are you agreeing or not?"

She raised her head and thought for a while: "What if I die before you?"

Lin Shu slapped his head: "That's right, why didn't I think of that! Lin Lang, we have to make another oath that you must not die before me!"

Lin Shu was very serious, vowed, and desperately wanted her to agree.

"You have to promise me that you will not die before me. I want you to live a hundred years, I want you to live a long life, and I want you to enjoy the happiness of the family. The sun and the moon live together..."

Lin Shu exaggerated, and he himself felt embarrassed.

"What I mean is... I am a general, life and death are impermanent, you can't die before me. I want you to be safe and happy for the rest of your life, free from illness and disease."

Lin Lang was angry and sweet in his heart, Lin Shu was a little impatient: "Promise me!"

This is the first time this young man is so serious about making an oath with Lin Lang, but this oath...is a bit strange.

Lin Lang smiled.

Everyone in the world makes such broken but romantic vows as long as they live together, forever, eternal life, mountains without edges, heaven and earth, sea and rocks, etc., but he has a strange mind and wants to make such a strange promise with her.

After all, Lin Lang is innocent, she has never experienced battles in the battlefield, she has never seen rivers of blood and corpses everywhere, so she does not know the horror of death, nor the luck of life.

She didn't know that Lin Shu, who had experienced many battles, was most afraid of death, especially the death of his close relatives.

Seeing the death of the dearest and dearest, but there is nothing you can do, and you can't save it if you want to save it, it's painful, and life is worse than death.

And these, Lin Lang still doesn't understand.

Lin Lang didn't respond, she stuck out her tongue playfully at him, got up and ran away feigning anger.

"Lin Lang! Don't be angry!"

Lin Shu folded his arms under the pear tree and sighed, "Girls are so hard to coax..."

Having said that, he still curled his lips and chased after him.

At this moment, during the Battle of Meiling, Lin Shu fell into the ice cave, and when his life was hanging by a thread, Lin Lang found him and held his hand.

Beside his couch, Lin Lang thought of the young man under the pear tree again. They used to despise life and death so much, but now they understand how heavy life and death are.

"Let me save him... If I am doomed to be sacrificed, let me die for him..."

The daughter of the royal family of the Hua family, with pure blood, was born with medicinal properties in her blood, which has the miraculous effect of curing the dead.

They are all related by blood, and none of them live long. They are destined victims, and they are also weapons.

Her only freedom is to choose her own death.

Lin Shu's hand twitched violently, as if he felt the hope she gave him.

"Brother Lin Shu...I will be with you, and Lin Lang will be with you for the rest of my life."

I will live forever in your life.