Opposite the entrance hall

After the curtain was lifted, the light from outside the tent came in, and a person walked in, wearing a dark green military uniform and not wearing armor, leading the way, with long hair tied high behind his head, revealing handsome facial features, he didn't look old, but his whole body The imposing manner was full of shocking force, the gloom and ruthlessness between the eyebrows and eyes were accumulated over the years of fighting on the battlefield, since he came in, the atmosphere in the camp changed immediately.

The first time Qi Ran heard the voice, he stood up and looked at the tent, and sized up the person with his thin lips tightly. The identity of this person is self-evident. Anang, the general of the Nandian Frontier Army, is the leader of the Frontier Army. The first line of defense in Nandian has been guarding the border of Qingmulin. Anang is the head who came out three years ago. It is said that he is the youngest son of the Degu family in Nandian who lost ten years ago. He was 16 years old from a It took only three years from a young general to a deputy general and finally to a general. People in Nandian called him General Puman, which means our general in Nandian dialect, which shows that his prestige is extremely high.

Qi Ran has heard of this person before, and the two brothers of the Xiao family are not easy-going lamps. Anaang can confront Xiaoqiying, so naturally it should not be underestimated. Down below, you have to be more careful, Qi Ran lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.

When he was sizing up the person, Xiao Changchen was actually waiting to scrutinize him. It was just an accident to save the two of them. At that time, he happened to be training soldiers nearby, and Alu Manlei had to follow him. Later, he felt bored and wandered around and ran into him. She saved the man and she sent someone to carry him back. The only thing Xiao Changchen did was not to object. He actually didn't care about other people's life and death for such a person who had nothing to do with him, but it was Ji Si who caught his attention.

At that time, he had met in front of the Kashgar city gate, and he still had some impressions of this person, so he was a little curious about the two people appearing in the green wood forest, and wanted to see what kind of show this would be.

The two had their own plans in their hearts, but nothing was revealed on their faces. The atmosphere in the air was a bit weird. Alu Manlei looked around, and hurriedly greeted her with crooked eyebrows and said with a smile: "Chang Chen, why are you here today? Don't you need training?"

The meaning of flattery is too obvious, Xiao Chang Chen Bai her eyes and snorted coldly, "You are becoming more and more lawless now, you dare to take this person around the camp without knowing who they are, for fear of others Can't find where our frontier army camp is..."

"With the miasma of the green wood forest, they can't get in even if they want to." Alu Manlei muttered with her lips pouted.

"You don't know your fault for violating the military order. Go back to the capital tomorrow and let Da'an take good care of you."

"No no no, I know I was wrong," Alu Manlei said aggrievedly: "I am the only one in the capital, so I don't want to go back. The big witch treats Dama every day and I can't see others. Those people in the court I just know how to quarrel, arguing for Meng Dalang to succeed, saying that Dama has no son and I am too young to succeed, and saying that there is no reason for a woman to be king, and you are not here, I am almost bored to death."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Qi Ran behind her, then leaned forward a little and lowered her voice and said, "And this man is so good-looking, he is not a bad guy at first glance, and all bad guys look like Meng Dalang."

Then Xiao Changchen stared at him and shut up hastily.

The conversation between the two was in Nandian dialect, and Qi Ran couldn't understand a word, but from the eyes of the two, he could understand that they were discussing themselves. He looked up and happened to meet Xiao Changchen, and then The visitor walked towards the bed, raised his chin and looked at it for a moment, and said, "Kashgar?"

The interrogative sentence he used was in Nandian dialect, and then he turned the subject in an affirmative tone, using the standard Dajin dialect, "People from Dajin."

Qi Ran frowned.

The corners of Xiao Changchen's lips raised, and he turned his head to look at Ji Si who was on the bed, then retracted his gaze and asked, "Why did you Jin people come to Qingmulin? Don't you know that the border between the two countries cannot be crossed? Or are you A spy sent by Xiaoqi Battalion?"

After asking three questions in a row, one was sharper than the other, Qi Ran's eyes dimmed before he made a sound, only to hear Alu Manlei say again: "The two of them don't look like spies, Chang Chen, they are this."

Then I saw a certain noble princess making a wretched gesture, causing Qi Ran to tilt her head and cough a few times in embarrassment. Xiao Changchen glanced sideways, frowned, and slapped her hand away again. It was an eye knife thrown in the past, and then he said: "Desperate mandarin duck?"

Qi Ran didn't nod or shake his head, but said in a flat tone: "The general said so, let's just say it."

Xiao Changchen sneered, "Didn't you Dajin claim to be a polite and virtuous generation, and this masculinity disregards ethics, shouldn't you be ashamed to talk about it, why is it quite meaningless for me to look at you?"

"It's just as you like, it's not meaningful..."

The eyes of the two met, and Xiao Changchen laughed out loud first, "Interesting, you are thorough, not as pedantic as the Jin people, you two can be raised here, just don't leave the camp, or you will bear the consequences."

"Thank you, General."

Xiao Changchen looked down at Ji Si on the bed again, squinted his eyes and turned around to leave the tent. His subordinates who had been waiting outside for a long time came up to him early, and asked anxiously, "How is the general? Are these two spies? Da Jin is setting a trap for us, do you want me to rush in with my brothers and chop them off..."

"No need," Xiao Changchen interrupted him by raising his hand, and slightly raised his head to look at the mountains in the distance, "This man was saved by the princess, the princess will be unhappy if you cut them off, let alone I keep them Useful, send more people to keep an eye on this place, and report to me immediately if there is any trouble,"

"Yes."

"You will send someone to deliver a letter to Xiao Changyu later."

"Send a letter?" The man looked blank.

"The letter said that the person they are looking for is with me," Xiao Changchen pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, and his tone was tinged with a smile, "I don't believe that Xiao Changsheng won't come to see me."

The sound of their footsteps gradually drifted away, and Alu Manlei in the tent hurriedly planned to follow, so she smiled at Qi Ran: "Well, you guys have a good rest, I will come to play with you later."

"Thank you, princess." Qi Ran smiled, and his somewhat indifferent face suddenly became lively.

Alu Manlei blinked and grinned happily, "How do you know?"

"I heard that there is a princess in Nandian Da'an who has a marriage contract with General Ana Ang. She is this age, and the princess can move in and out of the camp freely, and has a close relationship with the general. The identity is already very obvious."

"Wow, are you Dajin people as smart as you?"

"Not entirely, Nandian is quite smart, and Dajin is also quite stupid."

These words obviously made Alu Manlei very satisfied, and the smile deepened: "You can talk, you two can stay here, no one dares to touch you if I am here, I will go first, otherwise I will often talk to you. Chen Zhen will tell Dama to me."

As soon as the voice fell, the person rushed out, the footsteps became farther and farther away, and the noisy camp just now finally calmed down, Qi Ran covered the wound on his chest and sat down slowly, staring at the person on the bed and said softly: "My lord, I'll wait for you to wake up."

The voice was very soft, and passed through Ji Si's ears into his mind, echoing in bursts, distant and near, coming from all directions.

He was woken up by the hot dry pain in his throat, his brows were furrowed, his fingers trembled slightly, his lips opened and closed as he silently read a few words, and then he felt his body being lifted up against a warm object Come on, something icy and cool was pasted to the side of the mouth, and the liquid inside went into the throat along the corners of the lips. The throat was like a field that has been dry for a long time, and it can't wait to absorb the water, so as to dispel the burning pain. , bringing a little bit of coolness.

Then a gentle voice came from next to my ear, "Drink slowly."

The sound stabilized his anxiety and panic, and he slowly opened his eyes. His vision was a little blurred. It took him a while to see what was in front of him clearly. His pale face was reflected in the air, the speed of air circulation seemed to slow down, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and only this person could be accommodated in his eyes, the world was black and white, only the person in front of him was in color .

"That's great," Ji Si said hoarsely, "I can see you even when I'm dead."

Qi Ran put down the teacup in his hand, put the pillow behind his back, then rolled up his sleeve and wiped the corners of the person's lips, "With me here, I won't let you die, just wake up and talk less, I'll find you Order something to eat."

As soon as he turned around, his sleeves were pulled by someone. He lowered his head and turned around along the pulled sleeves. He met someone's smiling face, and the corners of his mouth raised accordingly. He simply sat back and stuffed his hands back into the quilt. , "I'm not going, I'm right here."

It was only then that Ji Si noticed the surroundings. The place they were in was a tent, and it must be quite late outside. There were candles lit in the tent, and the orange candlelight hit Qi Ran's body, printing his figure on the wall of the tent. The silhouette looked so messy, Ji Si looked at it for a while and asked in a hoarse voice, "Your injury?"

"It's okay," Qi Ran said, "The poison has been cured."

"Where is this?"

"Nandian frontier camp," Qi Ran replied, "Three days have passed since that day."

There are only two sentences, but Ji Si has already obtained a lot of information from it. He and Qi Ran were rescued by the Nandian army. Although it was a bit troublesome, it must be said that he and Qi Ran were able to retrieve a piece of paper thanks to the Nandian army. Fate, so as not to die in a foreign land and become the belly of the beast.

The man lowered his eyes and pursed his lips without saying a word, so he was thinking about something. Seeing this, Qi Ran interrupted his thoughts, "The most important thing now is to take care of your health, don't think about anything else."

While talking, he pulled out the pillow behind Ji Si's back and helped him to change into a comfortable position. After tidying up the quilt, he said softly, "Sleep for a while, I'll watch over you."

"I just woke up, how can I fall asleep?" Ji Si raised his chin, endured the pain and made room for himself. The movement was very slow, but the baggy clothes on his body still fell off, revealing his collarbone and a small round shoulder. With crooked eyebrows, he said, "Come up and lie down and talk to me."

Unexpectedly, Qi Ran looked down at him, his expression changed, and he stood up abruptly, and he grabbed the wound so hard that his eyes darkened. Ji Si was startled by his reaction, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Qi Ran on the side pursed his thin lips tightly and didn't answer, his eyes didn't look right where he was. After a long while, he lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. He bent down and pulled up the slipped clothes, reminding him in a calm tone, " It's cold at night, don't catch the cold."

Ji Si looked down at his side face, couldn't help laughing out loud, dragging the wounds all over his body, gasped, his brows frowned and became dumbfounded, and his voice trembled, "Why have you been doing this for so many years? In the past, you didn’t make any progress at all, so what’s wrong with taking a look at it, then we two will take off our clothes and go to bed and hug each other, can you still blindfold..."

Before finishing the words, Qi Ran swallowed them back with two stares, and the latter said angrily, "You just recovered a life from the gate of hell, can't you calm down a little bit?"

In fact, Ji Si was really in pain, his face was pale from the pain, and his wounds all over his body hurt if he moved casually. He wanted to scold his mother, but in order not to worry Qi Ran, he had to smile all the time. Hearing this, he also replied with a smile, " I just want to talk to you, okay?"

Qi Ran's heart softened when he heard the grievances inside and outside the words. Although neither of them talked about that day first, they could both feel that the atmosphere between them was different. He couldn't say a word, so he just sighed in the end, took off his shoes, put his hands on his stomach and lay down. He was very restrained, but such a tall man only occupied one-third of the seat.

The two were lying on the same pillow, the atmosphere was slightly ambiguous, Qi Ran simply closed his eyes and said nothing, Ji Si slightly tilted his head and stared at the person next to him who looked seriously in profile, so serious that Qi Ran couldn't help but speak out, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"This candle hurts my eyes, you put it out first." Someone began to push forward.

Qi Ran opened his eyes to meet his sly gaze, and with a big smile on his face, he was the first to lose the battle. Gathering the sword energy with his fingertips, he raised his hand, and only heard a "咻", and the candlelight in the tent echoed. The surroundings were plunged into darkness, and it took a while to see clearly from the light that came in.

In this kind of environment, other senses are amplified, and even subtle voices and movements can fall into the ears accurately. With his eyes closed, Qi Ran feels a person on his arm, warm body temperature and breath belonging to Ji Si. Unscrupulously spread into his safety comprehension, his body was a little stiff, his eyelids trembled slightly to reveal the tension, his Adam's apple slid up and down and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Outside the tent came the rustling of branches blown by the wind and the patter of soldiers on patrol, but it was very quiet inside, so quiet that Qi Ran could hear the breathing frequency of the person beside him.

"Actually, I have a lot to say," Ji Si's voice sounded in the darkness, "but I don't know where to start."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while before he said, "Since when did you suspect it?"

It is very clear who this question is asking, Qi Ran replied slowly: "Xiangzhou, go to the Qing Festival."

"No wonder," came Ji Si's laughter, "no wonder your attitude towards me has changed so much in Xiangzhou. Then when did you decide?"

When was it determined?

Qi Ran is also asking himself, maybe when you have a thought in your mind, all the possibilities and details will emerge with this thought. He spent six years recalling those five years, no one knows better than himself What kind of person is Li Si, so he asked back: "When did you..."

Having said that, I stopped again. When will I be resurrected?When will the corpse be resurrected?What kind of scam?

He frowned and changed his words, "Come back?"

Ji Si heard the carefulness in this man's words, and raised the corner of his lips, "Just when we came back from Shuzhou, a few days before we met in the restaurant."

Hearing this, Qi Ran frowned even tighter, turned over, opened his eyes and looked directly at the eyes of the person beside him, his tone was full of tenderness and distress, "Does it hurt?"

Just two words made Ji Si stunned, Qi Ran's pupils were very bright against the background of the darkness in the tent, like a clear spring under the moonlit night, reflecting all his joys and sorrows, uneasiness and helplessness.

He knew that Qi Ran asked if it hurt when he died, did the kick he kicked hurt, and did the 22 wounds on his body hurt now.

"It hurts a little," Ji Si smiled, "It's over."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Qi Ran asked.

"I haven't figured out how to tell you." Ji Si looked a little embarrassed.

Qi Ran sighed again, he found that the number of sighs was especially high in the past few days, he withdrew his eyes and lay flat on the top of the ledger, and said slowly: "I thought I was different to you after all, I was worrying too much gone."

"That's not the case, hiss..." Ji Si jumped up suddenly, pulled the wound and fell back down in pain, his brows were frowning, the cold sweat from his forehead wet his temples, and the lower lip he bit was bloodless, His body was trembling unceasingly, presumably it was excruciatingly painful.

Qi Ran was taken aback by his sudden reaction, he sat up in a panic, helped him to look down, his face was full of worry, "Is the wound open, I'll get you medicine."

As he said that, he was about to turn over and jump out of the bed, but when he turned around, his hand was tightly held by someone. The hand holding him was trembling, and the palm was covered with wet sweat. Even the voice that came was trembling, "You...don't go..."

His voice was a little tense, and Qi Ran could break free with a slight twitch, but he just froze in place.

"I was scared when I first woke up, and I was even more scared when I saw you. I don't know what happened in the past six years. I saw you marrying a wife and having children, with a bright future. I was afraid that you would forget me, and even more afraid that you would still hate me." .”

"How could I hate you?" Qi Ran smiled self-deprecatingly with downcast eyes.

Ji Si's throat tightened, and he suppressed the soreness and pain. He firmly held the man's hand and continued: "You also know that my parents passed away early. No one taught me how to like someone. I didn't dare to say it before. I'm afraid you hate me, I'm afraid you think I'm disgusting, and what I said now is not to tease you, you are not different to me, but the only one in my heart."

Qi Ran suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide.

"I'm doing it again, and I've seen everything through. I don't want to ask for the peace of the mountains and rivers and the people's health. I only have one request. I beg you to be with you forever. I can't be with anyone except you. I am happy with you. There is always only one you."

Hearing these words, Qi Ran's eyes were a little flustered, and he suddenly found the dream in front of him. In the dream, Li Si was saying that he liked him like this, and all he left for him in the next second was a lonely grave. He didn't say a word, and he spent six years guarding the solitary grave like this, only by himself.

But looking at this person's eyes at this moment, he felt that a corner of his heart had collapsed, and the tender flesh exposed was his soft place. He slowly turned around and knelt on the side of the bed, staring at the place in front of him without blinking. The man, with cautious and greedy gazes imprinted him out of his eyes, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ji Si's eyes, opened his mouth and said: "I will grow old...a white head is a promise..."

Enduring the pain, Ji Si sat up, kissed the corner of his lips and nodded, "Yes, with you."

Qi Ran's eyes were red, the hand holding Ji Si was gradually tightened, the back of his hand was bulging, his face was a little scary, and he repeated a sentence in a hoarse voice, "You can't lie to me..."

He seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, his bloodshot eyes looked menacingly tight, and his hands tightened a little every time he repeated a word, but Ji Si didn't frown when he was pinched, but just raised his hand and pulled it away. The ties of Qi Ran's hair, spread out like black hair, fluttered on his face, slid down slowly, entangled with his own hair, and then a slightly dry kiss fell on Qi Ran's lips, It was very hot, with the air exhaled from the nose and the tongue probing back and forth on the lips, for a moment it was impossible to tell whether it was the hair or the heart.

"I won't lie to you," Ji Si bit his lips, eyes were stained with spring, and replied over and over again, "I won't lie to you. If I lie to you, you will kill me."

The tense string in Qi Ran's mind snapped, he held Ji Si's waist close to him, and kissed with all his strength, his hands confining his mouth and his tongue were bound, there was no way to retreat, no way to avoid, going The front is lava, the back is the iron arm, and in the middle is the crumbling self. Ji Si's latter exhales in pain, and the voice melts into the intertwined tongue before it drifts away.

The sky outside the tent is cool, but the sky inside the tent is full of spring scenery. The two of them are lingering, their breaths are intertwined, the sound of water is mixed with panting, and the voice is full of passion, reluctance, and nostalgia. Thousands of words seemed to be expressed by this kiss.

When they parted, both of them were panting, Qi Ran's temples were sweating and his hair was disheveled, Ji Si's lips were stained with water, red tide was dense, his eyes were full of affection, his clothes were opened wide, and his brows and eyes were full of spring, eyes in the dark Shining brightly in the sky, like stars in the sky, the bright Qi Ran's heart softened.

He attached himself to lick the liquid from Ji Si's lips, and said hoarsely: "The wound is open."

Ji Si glanced down, the blood stained his shirt and left it red, no wonder he felt more pain, he raised his eyes and smiled, "It's okay."

Qi Ran sighed, tidied up his clothes, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sleep, your injury needs to be taken care of."

Hearing this, Ji Si's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he finally came to a conclusion: "Qi Ran, are you not good enough?"

Qi Ran: "..."

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small theater:

After the two staggered on the bed, Qi Ran slowly stopped.

Ji Si: [eyes wide open] Qi Ran, can't you?

Qi Ran: ...

After two hours:

Qi Ran: [Fierce] Can I do it, you can tell me I can do it.

Ji Si, who was exhausted and had no strength: All right, you're the best, no more, let's take a breather.

ps: These two people really have no eyes, no eyes, tsk tsk tsk