The enemy has a crush on me

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

When Qingze woke up, the sky was already dark, probably because of the illusion, he only felt his mouth was dry, and there was a faint fishy smell between his lips and teeth.The west wind and setting sun were isolated from the curtain, and the car was very quiet.Sitting not far away was a man in black clothes and black hair, his face was covered with twilight and he couldn't see clearly.

Qing Ze said: "Yin..."

When Chu Chu opened his mouth, he was shocked by the degree of hoarseness of his voice.

The man's hair shook slightly, as if he heard the sound and looked at him.

"Accidentally fell asleep, how long have I been asleep?" Qing Ze yawned, sat up, and thumped his own neck.

I don't know whether he was too deep in the illusion or Yin Luo's movements were too light. After he woke up like this, he saw a black robe slipping down with his movements, and only after a while did he realize that it was just now. He kept covering himself all the time.

Yin Luo said: "Two hours."

That didn't take long.

Qing Ze opened the cloth curtain on his side, the lights outside the carriage were dim, and the inside of the carriage was also enveloped in a large swath of warm red that poured down instantly.

The colorful candlelight flickering in the market flickered on Yin Luo's face, making half of the man's face dark and the other half clear, silent between the tiny spots of light, like an oyster with a slit opened.

Seeing that Qing Ze woke up, his expression seemed hesitant to speak.While handing back the robe to him, Qing Ze asked, "Is there anything strange about me? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Yin Luo said: "You have been having nightmares just now."

Qing Ze was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "How do you know that what I had was a nightmare? Could it be that I said something embarrassing in my sleep?"

It was Yin Luo's usual silence that answered him.

Fortunately, he has long been used to this boring companion, and after thinking about the content of his dream, he felt that there were no words that should not be heard by others, so he fell into the usual, empty, unconstrained thoughts alone.

He probably thought about a lot of things, or simply let himself go because he was tired, until he caught a glimpse of a small stable by the side of the road and noticed that most of the red horses in it were fit and graceful. There was a sentence like this: Linqi is really rich in famous horses.

This sentence first appeared in his mind, and the next second he remembered who told him.

Yin Luo seldom revealed his preferences, and at that time he only mentioned a few words indifferently, but he was distracted by himself, and then he stopped mentioning it.

Different from other countries, in addition to the common lanterns and food, there are many stalls selling horse gear in Sheyi's night fair.Although the war horse brought to the market for sale may not be very good, it is still a BMW horse that is hard to find elsewhere.

Not far away is the end of the bazaar, and not far away from the bazaar is Linqi City.

And the largest racecourse in Linqi will be located not far from the entrance of Linqi City.

Even Qing Ze could vaguely remember it, so Yin Luo should be familiar with the location of the racecourse.

But he just silently looked at the large and small stables passing by, facing the lights of the market all the way back, just like looking at the rouge and gouache that he was not interested in, and didn't mention the horse farm that he was about to pass.

Qing Ze looked at the pinnae of his ear, suddenly wondering what he was thinking at the moment.

The racecourse is a large lawn with a flat terrain and a wide view.Different from the stables in other places, the stables in this racecourse are not wooden stables with wide open sides and grass sheds above their heads, but several large semi-open houses made of stones, with stone slabs paved inside, and the horse rooms are arranged in two rows. There are horizontal rows with a passage in the middle, and each row can accommodate 20 horses.Several large windows were opened at the top, and the ventilation and lighting performances are excellent. Even if you enter the stable, you will not feel bad smell.

The innermost stable is locked with a bow and arrow-shaped totem of Sheyi Kingdom, which should be used exclusively by the royal family.

Because there are too many guests coming and going, even at night, the racecourse is full of people's voices. The lights inside are bright as day, and the long neighing of tall horses can be heard at the entrance, which is very impressive.

What they do is the official way, even so, it took a full quarter of an hour to drive across the huge racecourse.

Qing Ze looked at Yin Luo, and Yin Luo looked out the window.

After walking far away, the racecourse turned into a small spot of light left behind, Yin Luocai said, "Where are we going next?"

Qingze suddenly felt a little discouraged, and said disgruntledly: "You ask me, who should I ask?... In the next few days, let's rest around Sheyi and listen to the news, and then make plans."

His remarks were really not in the right tone, it seemed that he had acted on a whim and had no plan.Yin Luo frowned slightly, sighed, and after a short while, took out the dagger again, wiped it with a pure white silk cloth, looked at it carefully for a while under the moonlight, and shook it a few times with a serious expression. It should be to review a few movements that are already familiar in the heart.

Qingze was still in a state of confusion at first, seeing Yin Luo's expression of lowering his head and looking at the dagger carefully, thinking of the silent ear he left for him when he looked out of the window just now, he was suddenly blessed:

"You give up the long/spear and use the short blade because you can't use the long/spear anymore; it's not because you give up the long/spear and use the short blade, so you abandon the long/spear?"

Although he asked this question, his tone was not sympathetic, because he saw Yin Luo's reaction when he heard the words, and he was sure that this was the answer.

Obviously he is just a living dead cursed by Yinglong's resentment, but the trajectory of sacrifice is usually doomed to collapse, but it is so familiar, even if it is only aimed at this unknown stupidity, it is enough to make people feel upset.

Fortunately, he has always been moody and irritable for a while.

The day should have ended here. ——If it wasn't for the sudden stop of the carriage, Qing Ze bumped his head against the beam of the side window.

The coachman lifted the curtain and peeped in. First he saw Yin Luo, showing a somewhat timid expression, and then he looked at Qing Ze, making gestures with his hands non-stop.

The coachman was assigned by the King of Sheyi. He was born dumb and could not read or write. All the stories he heard and saw could only rot in his stomach, like a wild animal that can only get in and out.When he was pulling the cart diligently, he looked like an old cow with his head bowed and plowing the ground.

He was originally asking if he would rest temporarily tonight.

Since you are not in a hurry, then take a break.

Qing Ze said.

The coachman got this answer, thinking that he could rest today, he was really happy.

It's a sunny day, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

The woman held a wooden ladle made of a half-filled gourd, lifted the lid of the water tank, scooped up the clear water in it, washed the rice, and poured the rice washing water in the ladle far away toward the open door.

This splash is no different from other splashes in the weekdays, but some troubles happened.

She didn't do it on purpose, it was an unintentional mistake, she just blamed the water for splashing too far, which happened to hit a man in black who had just got off the carriage.

At some point, the carriage stopped on the side of the street, and a middle-aged man with a simple appearance stood at the lower chariot.The man in black bent down and came out of the carriage. With his head down, he could only see the long straight and black hair next to his ear.

He held the hem of the clothes in one hand, and subconsciously stretched out the other hand. The middle-aged man standing under him immediately took a step forward and held it firmly with his rough palm. Lower arm of hand on own palm.

Although it's just a habitual gesture rarely done by people in the Jianghu, it doesn't look like a bit of pretentiousness, it's very natural, and it must be a noble family who is used to serving and doesn't know it.

So when he was about to stand still, and a small piece of clothes hem was splashed by a scoop of muddy water suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

When he looked in the direction where the water was splashing, the woman, who was worried about how to apologize, couldn't help sighing - she has never seen such a good-looking man.

There is no family logo on this carriage, and it is impossible to tell who the owner is, but it can be seen that the complicated patterns and meticulous workmanship on it must be from some skilled craftsman.Looking at the middle-aged man who helped the man get out of the car, his teeth were trembling because of this minor accident that had nothing to do with him, and he seemed to be panicked.There were thick calluses on the bases of his fingers, and looking at this magnificent carriage, it should be a driver who used to use the whip.

Although the rice washing water has been used, it is not considered pickled. If you meet a good-tempered adult, it is enough to apologize for your sins. Good host.At this time, the woman looked at the man in black again, and also felt the strong murderous look between the brows that was temporarily ignored by his stunning appearance.What's more, if you take a second look, even the air will be filled with indescribable depression.

On the other side, the man in black was looking at her oppressively.She met the gaze that seemed to be piercing her body with a knife, her ears buzzed and her face turned pale for a while, holding an empty wooden ladle in her hand, she took half a step back.

"..."

Her figure and temperament are really just an ordinary woman with no strength to restrain her. The man in black saw her reaction and his eyes darkened.

He turned around, as if regretting his decision to get out of the carriage, he simply returned to the carriage.

——I'm afraid I'm going to go back and call some official directly, and send officers and soldiers to search her home.

At this time, the front curtain of the carriage was lifted again suddenly, and a strand of light-colored hair was exposed first, followed by a young face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing him coming out, the man in black froze.

The man who came out later was obviously not aware of the episode that happened just now, and he was not in a hurry to get out of the car. He just leaned out, leaned against the carriage, looked at the man in black, and said, "...Why are you acting so fierce again? Scary look? Who offended you again?"

There was no frost on his face, and his expression was frivolous and relaxed. As soon as he appeared, the originally oppressive atmosphere relaxed a lot.

The woman then secretly let out a sigh of relief.The young man turned his eyes around, looked at the man's wet clothes, looked at the house behind her, looked at the wet wooden ladle in her hand, and said to her: "I'm afraid you are not the one who put everyone together. Do you think the streets are your backyard?"

The woman hid the wooden ladle back a little self-ashamedly, and heard the young man smiling and threatening: "It's fine if you recruit other soft persimmons, but do you know who is splashing today?...Your family is still alive now. Is there anyone here, and quickly explained the last words. He got angry, afraid that you would not survive today."

The young man had a fair face and a flowing green shirt, so he must have been a man with no touch to the sun. After hearing these words, the woman felt that her eyes were darkened.

She was unfortunately born in such a chaotic age. Under the rule of the jungle, ordinary people are like ants if they lose their lives to princes and nobles.

"Yes...isn't it..."

The woman didn't even say a full apology, a tear came out of the corner of her eye, she felt that she had made a small mistake and really didn't deserve such a heavy punishment.At this time, the neighbors and passers-by on the street have noticed the movement here—they are all villagers who don’t look up and look down. They have had conflicts and quarrels with women on weekdays, and they have chatted and joked together; the relationship is not much Well, it wasn't too bad - but no one would come forward.

In this world, if the law of the jungle is the first, then the self-sweeping snow will definitely be the second.

The young man was still half-smiling, showing a childish, harmless and malicious teasing—with the flickering eyes, it made people think that this remark was not just to tease the woman—it’s a pity that the woman didn’t know that he was a very Tens of ten philosophers of evil theory of nature have the evil taste of always watching others make fools of themselves.

If he gets a glimpse of fear, greed, laziness, selfishness, deceit, conceit, hypocrisy... these inferior roots that are usually hidden, he will be very happy to succeed, as if he has proved many truths he has understood since childhood, so that I can continue to practice my own way of doing things unwaveringly.

"Woooo..."

The young man was still sitting on the side of the car, teasing with a little coldness, thinking that the reactions of several people present were very interesting.The woman's legs were weak, but she saw that the man in black had turned his back to her and returned to the car.

When he got in the car, he never had physical contact with the young man, never spoke, and didn't even look at each other.There was still a smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, but when he saw the man entered the carriage and closed the front curtain, he blinked and put away his smile.

He did it on purpose.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, I was joking." He said to the woman.

After finishing speaking, he looked around again, despised those eyes that were quietly paying attention to this side, and said irritably: "What's there to see, why should I go!"

After that, he asked the coachman to continue driving, and he opened the curtain and sat back.

The woman watched the carriage drive away in horror, touched her body up and down, pinched her face with her sharp fingertips, gasped in pain, and then she was sure that she had really escaped.

The two people passing by the woman's door were Qing Ze and Yin Luo.

The atmosphere in the car was terribly oppressive.Yin Luo was still sitting where he used to sit, with his waist straight and his clothes neat, occupying only a small corner, as if the other spaces in such a spacious carriage had nothing to do with him.

Yin Luo understands many things that he shouldn't understand, but many things he should understand are so ignorant that it's almost comical: for example, he doesn't know what a joke is.Qingze guessed that Yin Luo felt that he was talking nonsense again, and wanted to confront him for a few words after all.

He was fed up with Yin Luo's stubbornness, so much so that he thought it would be interesting to deliberately provoke him and argue with him.

But Yin Luo just turned his head and looked out the window.

Last night when he passed by the racecourse, he also looked out of the window like this, Qingze could only see a thin pinna, but now he couldn't even see the pinna, only the back of his head was neatly groomed.

In the past, they hired carriages and horses in the wilderness between the cities. Those coachmen only ran a fixed route. After sending them into the city, they either turned back to rest, or waited at the city gate to pick up other returning guests. So both of them walked in the city.Every time Yin Luo encounters the bustling crowds in the city, he shows a kind of clumsy stiffness that he thinks is well hidden - like a strange beast that strays into the garden - obviously he is not so close to so many strange pedestrians I have been so far away that I feel that this is an impossible thing to happen.

The coachman was arranged by King Sheyi, so he escorted him all the way, and drove the carriage into the city, which saved Yin Luo from all the troubles.

When he first entered the city, Yin Luo looked out of the window for a long time—because it was still early, and it was not crowded and noisy outside. Although there were not many people, they looked peaceful and happy, full of vitality and a strong breath of life. ——Looking at it, I might as well go down and walk.

Qing Ze asked him why he was walking.

He froze for a moment and said:

You can get more clues by listening to the conversations of the people in the city.

This reason is really tenable, and it also fits the purpose of their trip.

Qing Ze said, you really found a good reason.

Yin Luo frowned, shook his head, and said seriously: "I never look for reasons."

When Yin Luo got out of the car, Qing Ze slightly turned his cheeks and brushed his hair, feeling that even he was more like a human being than Yin Luo who had lived in this world as a human being for more than twenty years.

He had to rely on Yin Luo to collect the scale fragments, so he naturally didn't want Yin Luo to die.But as far as Yin Luo himself is concerned... Yin Luo doesn't even know how to live, and what is the purpose of living in this world?

He opened the curtain and happened to meet a pair of black eyes.Yin Luo was in a good mood when he got off the carriage, but now he looked away immediately.Qing Ze was suspicious and looked further away, only then did he see the woman standing at the door.

Qingze's eyes are very familiar.

Qing Ze himself is not familiar with him—because although he is not very kind, he has a good habit of laughing before he says anything, even if in fact most of them are superficial smiles, and he always looks kind—he walked with Yin Luo for a few days Daylight looked familiar.

Yin Luo should have grown up under such eyes since he was a child.

It wasn't until he looked at Yin Luo's clothes, and then at the wooden ladle in the woman's hand, that he understood.

Yin Luo has enjoyed the glory that ordinary people do not enjoy, has held power that ordinary people have never had, and suffered hardships that ordinary people have never experienced, but he does not necessarily know what ordinary people know: rice is made of rice, rice is to be washed, and then He took that spoonful of cloudy white rice washing water as the poison that the woman conspired to throw at him.

Scared the woman.

Qing Ze guessed the reason, said those words on purpose, and saw Yin Luo ignored him and went back to his seat, feeling that the restlessness in his heart had subsided a little.

Where did Yin Luo offend him?As a partner, Yin Luo is not uncooperative, and he should be very satisfied; but when he is in a bad mood, looking at Yin Luo, it seems that he can say all kinds of vicious things.

When he first entered Sheyi, Yin Luo looked at Sheyi's famous BMW horse and mentioned the world-famous Sheyi Racecourse.At that time, there were things in Yin Luo's words that he didn't realize, that he had never been allowed to reveal, that were so vivid that they seemed to violate the law, which made him have a clear illusion that Yin Luo was really a 27-year-old girl. , A lively person with emotions.

But his heart is so hard, he just wants to force Yin Luo to retreat.

If you want a candy, say this sentence frankly.If the other party doesn't give it, they reach out to grab it.If you can't grab it, it's because you are incompetent.If you grab it, it becomes your candy.Just sit in the distance and watch blankly, no one will put the candy in your hand.

This is the way of life he has known since he was a child.

After all, Qingze did not wait for the quarrel with Yin Luo.

Yin Luo still looked out of the window with deep eyes.

At this time, the street market has become lively, like a pot of boiling water, rising and falling unscrupulously, the scorching heat seems to be hot to the touch.

People are noisy, noisy, happy, or angry, the distance between each other seems to be extremely far away, and the relationship seems to be very familiar yet strange. Yin Luo watched carefully, almost forgot to blink, but it was like a person who was destined to be out of place. Bystanders who actively distanced themselves from the crowd never mentioned getting off the carriage.

Qingze felt that this person was a little hopeless, he thought for a while with his chin in his hand, confirmed that he couldn't understand and didn't plan to understand, and felt better again.

He dug out the few pieces that were put together, and began to observe boredly, humming softly in his mouth.

da...la la...

When Yin Luo turned his head, Qing Ze was still looking at the strange and eerie scales with his chin resting on his back, his expression was extremely subtle, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or dislike.He looked so intently, which was completely different from the face of Yin Luo who was always frivolous and laughing, close and distant, unable to tell how sincere he was.

Yin Luo covered his chest in a daze.

If he is honest enough to share this feeling with Qing Ze, Qing Ze should tell him that this feeling is called sadness.

But he just looked away, so that the young man in the blue shirt finally couldn't know that he had been silently stared at.

If Qing Ze could know, he would be amazed that this gaze was far more vivid than Yin Luo's when he was looking at famous BMW horses and surging crowds.