The past ignites old dreams

"Oh? He guarded it." The meaning in Cui Yan's words was not unexpected. He narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and the tiny light stinged in his eyes, "How did you guard it?"

"It's very simple to say." Cui Yuping said calmly, "Young Master Qiao asked some local people to wrap their heads with red scarves, pretend to be deserters, and brought the defeated red scarf team into the muddy field outside Yangzhou. At the city gate, even some peasant soldiers who were alone did not dare to enter after seeing the lively scene of Yangzhou singing and dancing. The souls of the thieves are scattered."

Cui Yan smiled noncommittally, and said in a serious manner as usual, ""Three Kingdoms Wenpin Biography" records that Sun Quan led tens of thousands of troops to Jiangxia, and Wenpin ordered the people in the city to hide in the dark so that they could not be seen. I can't afford to lie down. The hidden and silent guard really made Sun Quan suspicious, fearing the secret map and foreign aid, he didn't dare to attack and retreated."

Cui Yu: "I don't think Mr. Qiao is also a person who has read military books extensively and used his knowledge. Now the Red Scarf Army is divided into two, the north is led by Zhu Yuanzhang, and the leaders of the south are killed and wounded. The rest People are either fighting for land or fighting for women, basically all the flags and drums have died down, and there is no climate."

"Where is Chen Youliang? Has the spy sent in? According to Qiao Ran, if this person is not eliminated, he will be in serious trouble." When Chen Youliang was mentioned, Cui Yan's tone was no longer peaceful, and his voice was somewhat decisive and cold.

Cui Yu: "This person is suspicious by nature, and it is really difficult to get close to people he doesn't know well."

Cui Yan lowered his eyes, thinking a lot, and left a gloomy gaze, "Sure enough, Qiao Ran is right. To kill him, you have to rely on Zhu Yuanzhang."

Cui Yu: "Yes, the subordinates will send someone to watch him all the time."

Cui Yan: "Where is Han Dong camped now?"

Cui Yu: "The military commander is not allowed to enter the city without orders. He is stationed outside the city of Yangzhou."

Cui Yan: "How long will it take us to arrive in Yangzhou?"

Cui Yu: "Within three days."

"Very good." Cui Yan nodded slightly, "Go down."

Cui Yu hesitated, gritted his teeth, and handed out a letter, "Madam's letter."

Cui Yan didn't raise his eyes, "Just put it down."

Cui Yan knew in his heart that Qiao Ran made up his mind and left resolutely, and Lu Mingzhu's "contribution" to "stirring the flames" was not small.He didn't want to blame anyone, but he couldn't pretend that he didn't know.Lu Mingzhu's belly was getting bigger day by day, and in a few months, the child would be born.And myself... It seems that I have never had the joy of being a father. The word "father" is so unreal, so distant, and even unbearable.It is impossible to imagine that there will be a brand new life, connected by blood, growing up day by day, what kind of people he will meet, what kind of life he will live, and what kind of fate he will face...

The twilight is deep, the sun is setting, and the broken golden afterglow is sprinkled on the wooden floor of the outdoor corridor, like red paint mixed with gold leaf poured on the ground, flowing thickly and colorfully.Tian Yunshu walked across the wooden corridor bridge, and Qiao Ran and Lu Wenyu were playing chess outside the window of a room.

Lu Wenyu held a white piece carved from ivory jade, which unexpectedly fell into half a round of black pieces.Seeing this, Qiao Ran turned over the chessboard casually, the black and white pieces collided, and the ringing was crisp, and he muttered "I won't play anymore", Lu Wenyu had a good temper, so she laughed and said, "It's all up to you"... …

The sun always goes down, and at this time, the dark purple-gold light is everywhere, covering everything.

It seems that no one can escape bad luck.

Tian Yunshu came back and asked Sheng Linya, "Is it true that all the feelings in the world will fade away with the passage of time in the end?"

Sheng Linya said without hesitation, "People's hearts are unpredictable, there are people who are deeply affectionate and determined, and naturally there are also people who are fickle and ruthless."

Tian Yunshu smiled warmly, "That's right, I didn't have to ask you."

Sheng Linya also laughed, "Of course you don't have to ask me, you know how I treat you."

Tian Yunshu gave a "huh" and then groaned, "How lucky I am that I don't trust each other, never abandon each other, and never leave each other in this life."

Sheng Linya saw that his eyes were bleak, and his passion turned into spring water, all flowing in his eyes, so he couldn't help but hug him into his arms.Lovers only hope to see each other day and night, and to be reunited every year.

On the head of the willow tree on the moon, Sheng Linya said afterwards, "We can't control what other people like. Now that we have obtained the warrant, we can cash it in the Lu's bank in each city. The heads of various sects in the north have sent disciples down the mountain. We We have to respond quickly."

Tian Yunshu frowned and said, "I received the news that Cui Yan will arrive in Yangzhou in two days."

Sheng Linya subconsciously looked at the door of the room, and said annoyedly, "Then we have to go. Cui Yan, who has a very beautiful face, is really not kind. He can tolerate Qiao Ran leaving him, but I definitely can't tolerate Qiao Ran's betrayal of him."

"Qiao Ran is an empty-handed white wolf. He defended a city for him with an empty plan. He was by his side for so long before. In terms of emotion and reason, it can't be considered a betrayal, right?"

Sheng Linya shook his fingers, "No, Xiao Tian, ​​you've made a mistake. It's not impossible to empathize with others. With Cui Yan's distorted temper, it's not impossible to kill Qiao Ran. You Think of crows—”

Tian Yunshu immediately covered Sheng Linya's mouth, "Are you crazy?! Don't say his name again!"

Sheng Linya nodded repeatedly with staring eyes.

Tian Yunshu put down his hand, his tone was dark, "It's not easy for him to go out. We can't do anything else, at least we can help him keep his secret."

Night fell.The clouds in the sky also turned dark blue, rolling and relaxing in the cool evening wind in early summer, changing into unpredictable shapes.The evening wind blows, bringing the sweetness of gardenias, and the rich fragrance of flowers flows among Qionglou Yuyu, bringing a little peace to this city that almost experienced war.

In Qiao Ran's heart, there was also a hope that she shouldn't have.

Cui Yan, I am very happy to hear that you are coming to Yangzhou, but I haven't decided whether I should see you or not.

Qiao Ran picked a gardenia flower and came in, and began to tear the petals, "See, see, see—oh, I'm going! There are so many insects!"

Qiao Ran threw away the gardenias, "I forgot, the more fragrant the flowers, the more insects and ants there are. Sigh, I can't be hypocritical."

He turned around bored, and suddenly all the lights in the room went out.

No way?I turned around, such a strong wind?

Qiao Ran stood stupidly for a while before getting used to the darkness, and slowly seeing the corners of things clearly.

"Power outage?" Qiao Ran groped to go inside, but suddenly laughed, "Power outage, haha, how stupid."

The self-deprecating laughter suddenly stopped, and something behind him covered his shoulders!

Qiao Ran was so frightened that goose bumps rose all over her body, and she didn't dare to breathe.

"Who...who...who?" Qiao Ran stiffened into a wooden figure.

"What are you afraid of?"

Familiar voice, lukewarm, familiar tone, even questions will be spoken like declarative sentences.

"Cui...Cui...Cui Yan?" Qiao Ran turned his head with clenched upper teeth and lower teeth, the distance was too close, and his figure was blurred, but he had the cool breath of the early morning mountain.

Qiao Ran calmed down, put aside the shock, the fright, and the yearning to see through, "What are you doing so blindly?"

"You don't want to see me." Cui Yanping said flatly, without any emotion in his tone.

Qiao Ran blurted out, "I don't want to see you!"

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and wanted to bite off his tongue, so why talk too much, why should he take each other's memory.

"You want to see me." Cui Yan's voice has ups and downs, with a little expected joy, but also a little unexpected lack of self-confidence.

Qiao Ran brushed away Cui Yan's hand, but Cui Yan held it instead.The ten fingers were tightly intertwined, and a solemn and sad atmosphere spread invisible.

"Why did you come so fast?" Qiao Ran asked after finding a topic to break the suffocating atmosphere.

"In case you leave again."

"I...I'm definitely going." Qiao Ran felt the warmth of his palm, and choked up inexplicably, "Didn't I tell you not to look for me?"

"I didn't look for you." Cui Yan said, "I was going to Yangzhou."

Hearing these words, Qiao Ran didn't know how to feel, and told you not to look for it, you really didn't want to look for it, "Hey—" Qiao Ran shrugged his nose, otherwise he was afraid that if he was not careful, the snot and tears would flow out. Reunion, don't lose face.

"You are crying."

"I didn't!" Qiao Ran rolled her eyes, "Let go."

Qiao Ran made a gesture to shake it, but he was really thrown away. For a moment, his hands were empty, and he was a little dazed.

"I'll return this to you." Cui Yan handed the Montblanc pen to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran figured out the shape, it was the pen that Cui Yan "snatched" early in the morning, "What do you mean? Why do you want to give it back to me?"

Cui Yan said in a dull tone, "I'm out of ink."

"What?! Return the ink to me?" Qiao Ran got angry for no reason, threw the pen back to Cui Yan, and said through gritted teeth, "Cui! Yan!"

"Hush -- don't talk." Cui Yan pressed Qiao Ran's lips with a finger, then approached him, approached him... "Let me hug you for a while."

Cui Yan spoke so affectionately that Qiao Ran was flattered.The words themselves seemed to have magical powers, and Qiao Ran's whole body was frozen.

The two embraced quietly in the dark.

It seems to be in the scorching heat of the fireworks, and it seems to be under the sky of the Milky Way, the nebula is rotating, and the whole universe is flickering for this moment.

Cui Yan, I really don't want you and me to end up like this.But, I have nothing to do, really nothing.

After all, he still shed tears, and after the first tear fell, it was out of control, and the tears fell into a river, and the sadness was surging.

I really can't bear it.

Cui Yan, I really can't bear it.

Her lips trembled for a long time, she wanted to say too much, in the end she exhausted all her strength, and all she could call out was his name, "Cui Yan...Cui Yan..."

"Don't cry." Cui Yan comforted him very gently in his ear, "I remember you told me when you came to Qinghe that we don't need to explain or promise. But—"

There was a thin layer of smile on Cui Yan's face, this gentle smile was as thin as frost, as cold as ice, and as solemn as flying snow.

"But—" he went on to say, "now I want to tell you, Qiao Ran, I have cared about many people in my life, and if I talk about love, there is only—"

"Uh!" Qiao Ran felt the pain, subconsciously, something sharp pierced into his chest, he lowered his head, his vision was blurred, he only felt that the left side of his chest was gradually wetted by viscous liquid, " Cui Yan...I...why do I feel my heart hurts."

"Heh!" Qiao Ran gasped, and covered the painful place with her hands, her heart was still beating, but her chest!But □□ go to a pen!

"Cui Yan...you!" Qiao Ran finally understood what happened.

Cui Yan was still holding him in his arms, Qiao Ran was losing blood continuously, he couldn't stand up, he slumped down dizzily, Cui Yan sat paralyzed on the cold ground with him.

The moonlight is gorgeous.Gardenia is fragrant.Braun beeped.

Yuyu Qingning, the dustless and flawless moonlight enters the window, filling the room.

Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

"Qiao Ran, do you hate me?"

The fear and pain at the beginning, when lying in his arms, met his amber eyes, turned into a surprisingly calm and calm, "Cui Yan, do you remember the first time we met, I said, you might as well kill me At that time, without saying a word, you stabbed me with a sword."

Qiao Ran smiled softly, the blood in his chest welled up and vomited out of his mouth, "The year I've been with you feels like I've experienced most of my life. All the energy in this life has been spent on being with you. You met, so I don't have any extra strength to walk with you."

Qiao Ran felt chills all over his body, and there seemed to be light golden smoke rising around him. Is it an illusion? He grabbed his hand indiscriminately, "One year, I was injured while filming, and I was stuck in the car and couldn't get out. Bleeding, I was very scared at that time. Now I am not afraid, probably because you are by my side."

"Stop talking." Cui Yan lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse like a sigh.

"You killed me, not because of my insistence on leaving, nor because of Lu Wenyu, but because of your brother, right?" Qiao Ran smiled like ripples in the water, mist rose from his red eyes, he leaned against Cui Yan's arms, Looking at the oil-painted murals on the roof, it's getting more and more blurry, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...

"What did Cui Xuan tell you? Did he say that I don't belong here and can't change history? Did he..."

"He said, you are in pain." Cui Yan's voice trembled at the end, which shows that he tried hard to hold back his emotions. His voice was like cool raindrops hitting the dilapidated eaves, and he burst into tears. "He said, you can't find your way back , stay here, you are in pain."

"What else did he say? Did he say that the only way out is death."

Cui Yan was speechless.

Surrounded and filled with bloody atmosphere, no matter how colorfully decorated the room was, it was all blue and white under the moonlight.

Green and white is like his face.

He has never felt the passage of time in his life like this, falling rapidly like an hourglass, but no... no one will turn it upside down.

"Cui Yan, you, you go and light the lamp. I, I..." Qiao Ran panted, blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, his breath was light and soft, like a floating cloud that would drift away at any time, no matter what he couldn't stay, "I can't...just die like this...at least, to see you one last time, you...go and light the lamp."

Cui Yan put Qiao Ran flat on the ground, got up and went to light up the lotus copper lamps one by one.

Bright, warm, transparent, full moon.The joy is gone, the people are scattered, and the past is like a dream.

When the dream is broken, one should wake up.

Cui Yan returned to his side, squatted down and took his breath.

"Qiao Ran, it's okay if we don't see each other for the last time." Cui Yan wiped off the blood on his face, "When you get home, you don't have to remember anything."

Cui Yan carried Qiao Ran to the bed and wrapped him in a brocade quilt, "I will use ice to send you back to the place where I found you."

In the end, he lay down on his corpse and remained motionless for a long time, as if he was dead too. His amber eyes reflected the candlelight in the copper lamp, but in his eyes, there was an incomparably desolate and frightening emptiness.

It seemed as if his soft singing was echoing in his ears, Qiao Ran, his singing voice was so beautiful, and the way he sang was so beautiful...

The lotus does not touch the water, and the sun and the moon do not live in the sky.

The four seasons are revolving around, and the year will be late again.

Where does the beloved go, and when does the beloved return.

Woke up with lovers, scattered after drunk.

The former dust is like a smoke cage, and the old dream is like a fog lock.

The beloved made mistakes in this life, and the beloved will change in the next life.

……

I can't give you this life, and I can't give you back the next life.

After all, I am not your lover.

The author has something to say: The past is like a dream: Song Zhangxian's "Magnolia", the original sentence is "People share pity for the flower and the moon is full. The dream is broken."