Yue Shang Han Guang

When Jueyingma rushed into the camp, the soldiers stationed had no time to ask about the situation on the front line. Wu Yue rushed to Fang Han's camp with his wet body, but stopped three steps in front of the camp, standing alone like a wooden man. with.

Sophora japonica flowers have not yet bloomed, and the stream has not dried up. Obviously everything is a beautiful scenery, but he feels that if the curtain is opened, all the beauty will disappear and will never be found again.

After a long time, he moved his lips, and his voice was soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing Fang Han's sleep. "Fang Han, I'm back."

But the curtain has never been moved from the beginning to the end, there is no boy who pops out suddenly, no fool who can circle around him, and no one who says to him "Wu Yue, you are back." Then blooms the most beautiful smiling face .

I have never realized that all of this is so rare and precious.In the past, no matter how much Fang Han clinged to him and wagged his tail to please him, he would turn a blind eye to it. Now that I think about it, if I could have treated him a little bit better at that time, or nodded to him, it would have been good to do such ordinary actions .

How he wished that he and Han Jing were wrong. Fang Han didn't leave, he didn't leave without making a sound, and he didn't leave without leaving any worries.He was still here, but he was too tired to sleep and didn't hear it.

"Fang Han, I'm here, are you inside?"

He has thought about parting many, many times, and the words he should say when parting. Many, many fantasies about parting made him think that he could bear the sadness of this kind of parting, but it was only in the sudden parting that he realized that it was not It's not like you can get used to it after thinking about it.It was an unbearable thing.

When Fang Han was asked to leave, he was so helpless, sad and unwilling.I always think that this is an instant pain, and it will be fine if I get over it, and everything will be fine.But only now do I realize that this feeling is like suffering a catastrophe, who would want to suffer such pain.

"Fang Han, I listen to you when you talk to me. What do you want to say?"

There was no reply from the tent.

Someone patted on the shoulder lightly, Wu Yue's heart trembled fiercely, and when he turned around, he saw Wei Ning standing behind him.

Wei Ning tilted his head, "What, you think I'm Fang Han?"

"You don't need to ask." Wei Ning stepped forward and opened the curtain, there was no shadow of Fang Han inside. "He left a long time ago, just a quarter of an hour after you set off."

After getting the correct answer, Wu Yue took a step back, his face turned pale instantly, "You know? Why didn't you keep him?"

"I watched him go. He only brought a few steamed buns, and he didn't even ride a horse, so he just walked away. At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a stupid person. You said, he was going to leave How many days will it take to return to Gaocheng?"

Knowing the situation where Fang Han left, and imagining those bloody feet, Wu Yue felt dizzy for a while. "I'm asking why you didn't keep him!"

"Why should I keep him? Wu Yue, you always wanted him to go. You are so strange, but now you ask me why I didn't keep him. What do you think?"

There is no need to explain anything, when he rode a horse from Xincheng for an hour to Fangzhou, it was enough to prove everything.

He wants to keep him.want to keep him.

"Wu Yue, General Wu. Do you really understand yourself?" Wei Ning's eyes rolled down two tears, she wiped them with her sleeve, trembling as she spoke, "The general said he would take me to Yan country? Is it because you like me, or because you pity me?"

She bit her lip, as if she didn't want to say the following words, but she decided to say them out, "Do you really hate Fang Han? Do you hate him or do you like him?"

Wu Yue was speechless.

"When you hated him, didn't you keep looking at him in your eyes?"

At that moment, he seemed to see all the flowers falling together, one after another, falling on his heart, and falling on the boy who was covered in ice crystals in his heart, beautiful and hazy.

"Today's situation is so vividly unfolded in front of you, don't you dare to admit it?" After speaking, tears streamed down his face.

Wu Yue felt sad again and again.It turns out that everyone knows it, and it turns out that everyone knows it.He was the only one who was still stupid, hurting the people he cared about all the time, and naively thought that this was a way that was good for both of them.

This was probably the first time Wei Ning cried in such embarrassment.She kept trying to wipe her tears with her hands, covering her entire face, but the tears kept falling, and finally she gave up trying.

She doesn't care that Wu Yue is a general of the enemy country, she doesn't care that he will destroy the country of Chen, and she doesn't care that she will be cast aside by others.Because it doesn't matter, as long as the young man she likes can give her wholeheartedly.However, it doesn't seem to work.

"Yan Kingdom... I won't go. I will stay, with Fangzhou City, with my thorn whip."

In June, her long skirts began to flutter again, farther and farther down the rough road.But I don't know if the old crow petals in Fangzhou City are still as lush as in memory.

Wu Yue lost his strength, and someone came slowly leading the Juying horse.

"Han Jing, what should I do? He must be very disappointed in me when I treat him like that. That's why he left. He must not want to see me."

Han Jing sighed, "Wu Yue. Do you know why the emperor asked you to lead the army?"

Putting the reins in Wu Yue's hands, "It's because you are not too calm like the other three old generals. Sometimes, shouldn't you be impulsive? Maybe this is the only time in your life that you can let yourself not worry about it." The consequences were insane."

Wu Yue finally understood that all he had done before was to play tricks in front of that foodie and warn him not to overstep the limits.But if he wasn't there, how would he bury this relationship that he didn't know would be so deep?

For such a person who loves him without reservation, what else can he care about?What kind of conspiracies and schemes can they play?If you just let him go and go forward alone, maybe one day when you are 50, 60 or even 70 years old, you will want to look back and say "I regret it." Then take him away.

If in the years to come, he will survive with such a scene, why not take him away from the beginning and enjoy the scenery on the road with him.

In the blood of the setting sun, the Jueying horse stepped across a pool of water. He had long hair and a silver halberd, and he was alone.But I have never felt such joy in my heart like this moment.

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Three months after Wu Yue left, the Changsheng Army returned triumphantly to Gaocheng.

That day the hibiscus was in full bloom, and Han Jing was sitting under the terrace of the teahouse wearing Song brocade, beating on the sixteen-bone ivory folding fan "da, da" in his hand.

The young man beside him picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup and slowly sipped his tea. Looking at the Farewell My Concubine on the stage, he suddenly said, "Tell me, where did Wu Yue go?"

Han Jing put his index finger between his lips and made a silent motion, then slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the opera.

The young man looked at his soft side face, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and retreated all the actors on the stage, leaving only him and Han Jing.

Han Jing opened his eyes and smiled, put the folding fan on the table, the young man leaned over, lowered his head slightly, and kissed his lips.

"The emperor really can't wait."

The emperor who was pressing above said vaguely with his lips in his mouth, "I have been waiting for almost two years."

"Then you were willing to let me go?"

The young emperor took off all his clothes, and said in a slow tone, "It won't happen anymore."

Han Jing smiled and watched Chu Ge caressing his wound carefully, then hugged him suddenly, feeling filled with emotion, "Chu Ge, I like you."

When Han Jing confessed his love for the first time, the emperor seemed a little at a loss. It was not until Han Jing kissed his eyelashes that he came back to his senses and hugged Han Jing, "Me too."

The hibiscus silhouette outside the window climbs up the window lattice, and the flowers bloom and fall in the silent years. Whoever came and left quietly, but only the person around him has it and will not wither.

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