The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

Gu Heyan was puzzled: "Hot?"

Mu Zhiming held his forehead, inhaled and exhaled softly: "...Yeah, why do I feel so stuffy?"

Gu Heyan frowned, turned his head to look at the door and window, and saw that there was a gap in the door and the window was wide open, and this village is located in the northern border, and it is the day when the cold winter is approaching, how could it be possible to feel stuffy?

He looked at Mu Zhiming worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know either, I can't, I'm still a little... dizzy..." Mu Zhiming shook his head, his eyes were unfocused, his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer

Water mist, he pressed his forehead, trying to figure out what was wrong with him, his eyes suddenly fell on the empty clay jar at hand.

It happened that the boss walked from the courtyard to the main hall. Mu Zhiming held on to his spirit, firmly grasped the last trace of sobriety and reason in his mind, and asked the boss: "Boss, what is this milk stuff made of? Could it be... ...mixed with bar?"

The boss smiled cheerfully: "My lord, look at what you said, how could it be mixed with alcohol?"

Mu Zhiming took a long breath.

The boss said: "This is wine!"

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Mu Zhiming clasped his head in his hands with a broken face, and suddenly jumped up from the wooden bench and grabbed Gu Heyan's wrist beside him: "Shock me out, quick! Now, right now, right now! It's too late if it's too late!"

Gu Heyan frowned tightly, showing worry: "What happened?"

Mu Zhiming said dizzily, "I'm going to get drunk."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell forward and fell into Gu Heyan's arms.

Fortunately, Gu Heyan's arms were strong and his posture was steady, so he didn't fall off the wooden stool and avoided the tragic situation of falling to the ground with Mu Zhiming. When the incident happened suddenly, Gu Heyan couldn't recover immediately, only that his whole body was stiff Hugging Mu Zhiming tightly, it took him a long time to move. He hugged Mu Zhiming so that he could lean comfortably in his arms, and called him twice. A drunken sleepy look.

Gu Heyan showed a distressed and helpless look, he thought for a while, then gently picked up Mu Zhiming and put him on the wooden bench, letting him lie down on the wooden table to rest, while he went to the backyard to ask the boss for a bowl of warm water .

But when Gu Heyan came back, Mu Zhiming had disappeared.

The wooden door of the inn with only a gap left was wide open, and it was obvious at a glance that someone had just left.

Gu Heyan panicked immediately, dropped the water bowl and ran out of the inn in a hurry, looking around.

In the dead of night, only the sound of the wind was heard, the ice wheel was hanging high, and the village was not big. Gu Heyan quickly found Mu Zhiming.

He sat on the low loess city gate at the entrance of the village, leaning on the crenel and swaying his legs to look at the sky. The silent moonlight fell on his blank eyes, and he felt a little lonely.

cold.

The loess city gate is less than three meters high, which is not high at all, but Mu Zhiming is now in a daze, if he falls, it will be very dangerous.

Gu Heyan used lightness kung fu to easily leap up the city gate and stand behind Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming turned his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Gu Heyan hesitated and said, "Go back?"

Mu Zhiming asked: "Where are you going back?"

Gu Heyan said: "The inn."

"Isn't it good here?"

"No, it's windy, it's cold, you're afraid of the cold."

Mu Zhiming bowed his head in silence, he didn't know what he was thinking, he stared blankly at his feet hanging in the air, at the unreachable ground, and said slowly, with an inaudible voice: "I want to jump down."

Gu Heyan was startled, and took a step forward, standing much closer to Mu Zhiming: "You're drunk."

Mu Zhiming didn't speak again.

Gu Heyan pondered for a moment, then asked him: "Why do you want to jump?"

Mu Zhiming smiled, but his expression was extremely sad, he said slowly: "Because...because the snowy night is so cold...I can't survive..."

After he finished saying this, two lines of clear tears suddenly fell, the crystal clear teardrops crossed his cheeks and fell into the yellow sand intertwined with the pale moonlight, Mu Zhiming couldn't help sobbing.

He is actually afraid every day, afraid that everything will repeat the same mistakes, afraid that he will not be able to protect Mu's family, afraid that when he wakes up, he will return to that miserable snowy night, standing alone in the world, alone, with no branches to live in.

Mu Zhiming often has nightmares in this life, dreaming that his father was cut in half, his mother was frozen to death in a ruined temple, the imperial concubine hanged herself, Fu Ji'an drank poisonous wine, Caiwei fell down the steps and killed two people, and Heyin died of bruises all over her body. street.

Parting from life and death is really too painful.

When Mu Zhiming was crying out of breath, someone stretched out his hand to caress his side face, and lifted his chin very lightly, Mu Zhiming looked up with sobs, and looked into Gu Heyan's eyes for a moment .

Gu Heyan pulled up his sleeves to wipe his tears, and said in a flustered tone, "Don't cry."

Mu Zhiming ignored him and continued to sob.

Gu Heyan couldn't understand the thoughts of a drunk person, thought hard for a moment, and said, "Since you want to jump, then jump, I'll catch you."

Mu Zhiming reacted, looked up at him, choked up and said, "Catch me?"

"Yeah." Gu Heyan nodded solemnly, "I'll catch you under the city gate, and I won't hurt you."

Mu Zhiming grabbed his hand that was caressing his chin, and asked twitchingly: "What about the future?"

Gu Heyan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Mu Zhiming meant, so he didn't dare to speak. Mu Zhiming asked with tears in his eyes, "Will you catch me when I fall in the future?"

"As long as I'm by your side." Gu Heyan said, "I will definitely catch you."

Mu Zhiming said: "I don't want to dance anymore."

He leaned on the crenel and stood up wobbly, frightened Gu Heyan stretched out his hands to protect him, but fortunately Mu Zhiming didn't fall off, he stood against the wind on the city wall and muttered: "It's weird, It’s so high, how did I get up there just now?”

Gu Heyan: "..."

He really didn't expect Mu Zhiming to look like this when he was drunk.

"I...can't go down...can I trouble you...can you carry me down?" As soon as the wind blew, Mu Zhiming started to get drunk and had a headache, unable to speak clearly, Tongue hit

Knot.

"Okay." Gu Heyan nodded, turned around and squatted down.

Mu Zhiming leaned on Gu Heyan's back and hugged him around his neck. For some reason, he felt inexplicably at ease, and this peace of mind was not out of the ordinary. Gu Heyan jumped to the bottom of the city gate with him on his back. .

After landing safely, Gu Heyan did not let go of Mu Zhiming's intentions, he said softly, "Close your eyes and rest, I will carry you back to the inn."

Mu Zhiming hugged Gu Heyan tightly and shook his head. He tilted his head, and when he shook his head like this, his cheek rubbed against the side of Gu Heyan's neck: "I don't want to sleep, Gu Yuyi, aren't you tired carrying me on your back?"

Calling his name directly, he was really drunk, Gu Heyan said: "I'm not tired."

"Thank you, you are so kind." Mu Zhiming grinned.

Hearing this sentence, Gu Heyan looked at the peaceful and serene village in front of him, felt Mu Zhiming's warm chest against his back, and heard his slight breathing, suddenly felt that there should be something wrong in this life. the same.

Now that everything is happening again, Mu Zhiming has no memories of his previous life, and he doesn't know the joys of his previous life, let alone that he and Fu Yi were a perfect match, so does he have a chance to fight for it?

Competing to keep Mu Zhiming's gaze, keep the stunning wind and moon in this mountain and river.