Maltose [ABO]

Dragon diving into the moon.

"I'm sorry." He said, "Qingtian, I'm sorry for you."

Mai Qingtian understood everything.

"I'm willing to let you go." Mai Qingtian paused for a while as he was arranging his clothes, and then shook his head lightly, "If it's not for physical reasons, I would like to go too."

"Really?" Tang Jinshui asked.

"I can't lie to you?" Mai Qingtian said softly, "As long as you win, everything will be fine."

"Then I'll go." A relaxed smile appeared on Tang Jinshui's face.

Mai Qingtian gave a "hmm", then stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on his shoulders.

"I made this new." Tang Jinshui took out a large paper bag full from his bulging pocket, and then gently placed it in Mai Qingtian's hand, "Eat less, be careful of toothache."

Mai Qingtian lowered his head and looked at the paper bag that carried a lot, his eyelashes trembled slightly.Silently, he untied the red rope with his right hand, and there was sweet maltose inside.

"I'll be back when you finish eating." He heard the man who made maltose for himself say so.

·

Tang Jinshui just left, taking with him a lock of hair and longing.

On the first day Tang Jinshui left, Mai Qingtian stood in front of the door and waited until it was dark, unwilling to go in.

He always felt that someone should come back.

But this person obviously just left not long ago.

Thinking of this, Mai Qingtian looked to the southeast, forgetting that the world was always barren and cold and hot.

The neighbor's child Zijin asked him, "Aunt Tiantian, where has Uncle Tang gone?"

Mai Qingtian said: "He went to fight monsters."

"Wow." Zijin widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Uncle is so powerful, but Uncle went to fight monsters, what if a monster comes to beat Auntie?"

Mai Qingtian knelt down, patted his head and said, "Auntie can also fight monsters."

"I don't believe it." Zijin looked suspiciously at Mai Qingtian, who had curled hair and was wearing a skirt, and said, "Then besides protecting my mother, I should also protect you, Auntie Tiantian."

Mai Qingtian showed a smile, and said softly: "Okay."

A mutiny riot broke out in the place under Chang Yuansheng's control.

Tens of thousands of people were killed or injured in this crackdown.

Those Betas who escaped from the bloodshed, and Omegas who were unwilling to disguise themselves, fled all the way to the southeast, wanting to join the armed army.

Two warlords in the northwest and southwest formed an alliance.

Dengzhou is in chaos like a pot of boiling rice porridge.

But it also seems to have formed a clear heat - they want to win the battle and defeat the army forever, and want to blow away these demons and ghosts in the "land of the dead".

Once a war breaks out, the people will suffer.

Many refugees fled south all the way, which had a great impact on the security issues among them.

This journey to the south was really full of bandits, and the people were in dire straits.

Many refugees fled to Yuecheng with their children.

The season here is good, the products are rich, and it seems that it has not been affected by the war.

Looking at these refugees, Mai Qingtian's heart was extremely heavy.

He suddenly thought of Tang Jinshui again.

Before leaving, Tang Jinshui said that he would send him a letter from home every month.

Mai Qingtian said no, what if he didn't receive a letter from home in a certain month, what should he do.

What should he do.

Mai Qingtian was unwilling to marry before, let alone have any physical contact with men.

But now he wants to use his own body to give birth to a child belonging to both of them.

Tang Jinshui shook his head and said no, he didn't want to see Mai Qingtian suffer.

He was pregnant in October, and there was no one to take care of him, so it must be so hard.

Besides, what will happen on the day of delivery? He still can't forget Mr. Zhang and Dongniang, and their little daughter who only took a mouthful of milk.

Mai Qingtian asked him again, how did you know...

Tang Jinshui understood what he was asking. When he went to Jinkou, he was taken care of by the head of the local police department. At that time, he saw the head of the police mourning for someone. He went to take a look and found that it was a photo of a woman whose face was scratched. .

The director told him that this woman was very handsome when she first brought her child, but she was spotted by a little hooligan as soon as she got off the train, and her child was biting like a mad dog. It's hard to beat people up and make trouble here.I saw that she was single, she looked so juicy, and her child was not as handsome as ordinary daughters, so I was a little skeptical.Later, the girl said that she would sleep with me and let me take care of her child in the future.I was also shocked, but after all, I was sad about the beauty test, even if she was disfigured later, she was still so pretty, so I agreed.

But Tang Jinshui said with a smile: There is no girl whose arms are as thick as yours, and her feet are too big.You have a stubborn temper sometimes, and I can see right away that you are competing with yourself.

·

After reminiscing, Mai Qingtian took out the "photo" that he had cut out and carefully kept, which was published in the newspaper when it first opened, out of his pocket.

Neither of them thought about taking a photo together.

Up to now, this thing that he withheld from the newspaper has become the most real miss.

There is no Tang Jinshui's name in the armed forces.

The newspapers refer to them as the Southeast Armed Forces.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Zijin went to elementary school early.

Mai Qingtian guards the empty small western-style building, running back and forth between Haikou and Haikou every day.

He didn't dare to pay attention to the news of the Armed Forces, but he was eager to know the latest news when he tossed and turned every night, so he rushed to the dining table on the first floor with bare feet, picked up today's newspaper, and kept going. After sitting until the cold dew became heavier, I got up feeling disappointed.

I'm busy during the day, so I don't have time to think about Tang Jinshui.

But when he rested at night and there was no one around him, Mai Qingtian couldn't help but think, what is he doing now?Do you have enough to eat, and are you used to living?Do you have the habit of getting along with people in the army?Have you ever bullied someone?Are you afraid when fighting?And... when will we win.

But this seems like a distant war.

Mai Qingtian waited for him for a long time, until the bag of maltose was almost finished, and Tang Jinshui did not come back.

The newspaper said that Chang Yuansheng was ambitious and colluded with foreign enemies. People with lofty ideals in Dengzhou should condense into a force to defend against the enemy together.

Everyone followed suit.

The young man picked up a pile of loess in front of the door, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times towards his home, and walked away without looking back.

They want to win this battle, and who doesn't.

·

In the three years of Baiyuncanggou, most of Dengzhou had already fallen. Chang Yuansheng and others spent another six months attacking the lower reaches of the hands-off area, but they did not capture it for a long time. In order to support his strategic purpose, the people of "Dead Man's Country" made a detour from the sea, first cut off the sea material transportation in the harbor city, and then landed in Yuecheng.

The bomber flew overhead for three full days.

The school was bombed, the market was gone, Haikou was full of bombed ships, and even nearby shops were not spared.In this war, thousands of people were killed or injured in Yuecheng.

When the air-raid sirens sounded, people hid in the air-raid shelters in panic.

The garrison withdrew to the southwest.

The united southern warlords re-adjusted the strategy of Yuecheng.

·

Both Mai Qingtian and Xiaoyanglou survived.

·

In the following year, Yuecheng was disturbed by hundreds of air crashes, large and small.

The people suffered unspeakably, and Yuecheng's economy was hit hard.

Seeing this, Mai Qingtian completely closed down the shop that he and Tang Jinshui managed alone.

He cut off his two braids, and together with Zijin's mother, they invested in a small and medium-sized shelter.

·

Yuecheng has long-term frequent and friendly maritime trade relations with surrounding countries before and after the sea ban was lifted. In particular, a hero a hundred years ago valued Yuecheng as a coastal city, and he made great efforts to establish cooperation with other countries. non-aggression pact.

After the Yuecheng sea trade transaction was cut off, the economic routes of several surrounding countries were also cut off.

In this regard, they expressed their great dissatisfaction with Chang Yuansheng and the "Nation of the Dead".

Under pressure, the "Nation of the Dead" postponed the capture of Yuecheng.

A year later, Yuecheng fell.

According to the newspaper, not only Beta, but also those male Omegas who were hiding, poured into the Southeast Army one after another.

Another three years passed.

The Southeast Army went straight to Huanglong like a broken bamboo, won three great victories in the "Suppression of Chang" campaign, and regained an important strategic location in the middle reaches of the region.

In the newspaper, a name called "Tang Yitian" appeared.

Mai Qingtian looked at it, shed tears, and laughed and talked vulgarly.

·

In the past three years, Mai Qingtian and Zijin's mothers, as well as the majority of Yuecheng women, have formed a solid force to care for and encourage these displaced victims.

Sometimes at night, Mai Qingtian felt that Tang Jinshui was wrong.

So tired that even he can't think about it.

He hadn't thought about Tang Jinshui for a long time.

At least not so long miss.

Whenever he was taking care of a disaster victim, buying a piece of medicinal material or a piece of clothing, he would wonder if there were other people doing the same thing in other places.

That is, if one day, Tang Jinshui also becomes a disaster victim, someone will take care of him.

Zijin is 16 years old.

He grew very tall, even taller than Mai Qingtian back then.

Zijin wrote in his graduation essay that he was going to be a scientist, at least to develop Omega inhibitors.

When he said this, his eyes were full of leanness and vigor.

He is so fearless, youthful and passionate, like a young man in high spirits.

This made Mai Qingtian's hand feeding the medicine suddenly stop, he stared blankly at Zijin, his mind began to wander, and soon, a line of tears rolled down.

In the No. 11 year when the war began, Chang Yuan was defeated and fled to the "land of the dead".

It is said that people from the "Nation of the Dead" killed him secretly, and said they imprisoned him.

The following month, the "Nation of the Dead" surrendered.

The people of Dengzhou cheered and shouted loudly.

·

"Boss Tang should be back." Zijin's mother's face was flushed with excitement, and when she calmed down, she lay on the bed and looked sideways at the silent Mai Qingtian, and said suddenly.

After a long silence, Mai Qingtian said quietly, "It's not over yet."

Zijin's mother looked at him hesitantly, but finally swallowed back the question and worry in her heart.

The Northwest Army and the Southeast Army fought for another six years.

Six years later, the Southeast Army won.

In May, Terengganu was liberated, and the ABO Equal Rights Declaration was born.

People laughed, danced, wept and cried.

The 17-year war is finally over.

Mai Qingtian turned the shelter into a nursery.

When the summer vacation is over, the freshmen should come.

The 27-year-old Zijin has already put on glasses and has become a scientific scientist.

When he came back from the Spring Festival at the end of the year, Zijin looked at the aunt who had become more and more charming over the past ten years, and finally opened his mouth and said to him: "Aunt Mai, you, you have been together for a year, but you have to wait Been with him for 17 years..."

Mai Qingtian said quietly: He will be back soon.

Zijin gritted his teeth and said: "The New Era has been established for seven months, and all the soldiers have gone home. Those who didn't come back also fell asleep with the loess in their arms."Aunt Mai... just look ahead.

Mai Qingtian said: When he left, he didn't bring soil, but a lock of my hair.

As he said that, he still wanted to touch his hair, but the long black and beautiful hair was gone long ago. This short hair made his neck feel cold, and his throat was even a little stiff.

The next year, when the 28-year-old Zijin came back, Mai Qingtian was still alone.

Holding the New Year's gift in his hand, he knocked on the door of the small western building.

Mai Qingtian was wearing an unlined garment, as if he had just woken up, and ran down like this, the moment he saw Zijin, all the hot joy was extinguished by the cold, clean, cold and hard.

His face froze.

Mai Qingtian's body also became thinner.

Ten years later, the 12th year of the ABO Era.

Mai Qingtian seldom goes to kindergarten anymore.

Most of the time, he chose to stay in this small mansion, humming a song.

Every time Zijin's mother went there, she couldn't hear everything.

Once it seemed to be "Qin Wang · Breaking the Array", and another time it seemed to be "Farewell".

When I went there this time, Mai Qingtian didn't sing anything, but wore a yellow plaid skirt that a big girl would wear, walked around happily in front of her, and asked, "Does it look good? "

Zijin's mother nodded, "It looks good."

Mai Qingtian stopped and said in a dazed way: "Someone said that I look good in clothes before, but he said that this dress is too short and doesn't fit well... No, it doesn't seem to be this dress, which one is it?"

Zijin's mother's eyes were red, her nose was sore, she stepped forward and took Mai Qingtian's hand, she didn't know why the ten years of war did not crush this woman, but the dryness of these ten years Years have drained her flesh and blood.

Mai Qingtian's energy decreased day by day.

Suddenly one day, he started coughing up blood.

When he saw the blood on the handkerchief, Mai Qingtian thought of a mother who had hemoptysis more than 20 years ago.Who is it... It seems to be a plum blossom girl, she always loves to laugh, and then one day, she stopped laughing.

That's right, it's Sumei's mother.

Tang Jinshui's No. 20 winter.

That night, Mai Qingtian fell asleep.

But the door rang.

Someone asked him, did he sleep?

He opened his eyes and didn't answer.

The man asked him, did you miss me?

Mai Qingtian shed tears silently, saying that he thought about it so much that he was about to die.

The man said he thought about it too, thinking about it every day.

Mai Qingtian said, the ground is cold, come up.

The man didn't come up, but took out a strand of long black hair from his bosom, wrapped one end around Mai Qingtian's little finger, and wrapped the other end around his own finger, and then acted mischievously like a big boy Said happily: I have wanted to do this for a long time, and we will become husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love and affection.After this thread is tied, none of us can run away, and we will never get separated in this life.

Mai Qingtian said: Why are you still so childish.

The man said: After so many years, you have not changed, you are still so strong.

Mai Qingtian's heart calmed down.

The man said: Come with me, okay.

You lied to me again, Mai Qingtian ignored him.

The man took out a large bag of things from his arms and said, "What about now?"

Mai Qingtian smiled and said with tears: You are always good at deceiving people.

But he still put his hand on the man's palm.

He loves it.

·

The next morning, the sunniest day in winter, Mai Qingtian got up early.

He walked to the closet, reached out and opened the shirts and pajamas that were out of shape after washing, but well ironed, and finally found a shirt and pajamas that he had never seen in the bottom drawer. pajamas.

He put this suit on his body, and it fit exceptionally well.

This is a men's pajamas.

He went to the bathroom, picked up the scissors, and cut a hairstyle he wanted most in middle school.

No one will beat him anymore.

Looking at myself in the mirror in men's pajamas and a man's hairstyle.

Mai Qingtian looked at it and cried.

His tears fell so silently.

Mai Qingtian thought that when Tang Jinshui said "doesn't fit", he understood what he meant. He knew what he really wanted, and he worked hard for it all his life.

He went to the window of the bedroom again, silently looking at the outside world, and just stood there for a long time.

Mai Qingtian coughed a few times, wiped it off with a handkerchief, and then took out the last, spoiled maltose from his pocket.

Before putting it in his mouth, the door rang.

He turned around and smiled.

"I am back."

·

The winter in Yuecheng is not cold.

When Zijin's mother saw Mai Qingtian lying on the bed without a quilt, she thought he had been kicked.

Mai Qingtian hasn't been to the nursery for three days.

Zijin laughed and went to the bedside to call him.

But when he got closer, he became paralyzed.

Mai Qingtian's complexion was already pale, his whole body was stiff, and he lost his breath.

In his hand, he was still tightly clutching a piece of old, blood-soaked newspaper.