The runaway general of the black-bellied book

Li Yuze didn't think he was a sweet-mouthed person, and he never said such nasty words like "I love you" in Xuan Tieqi.

In his words——

"It's all old men, one day you love me and I love you, I love you, why do you love me! Let me tell you, those who shed tears are not men! If they are not men, go back to me." Go to Zhuojing!"

It may be different from person to person, or it may be self-taught.In Shuobei, Li Yuze, who was extremely iron-blooded, turned out to be a different person in front of the young and tender Mrs. Fang, that would be a sweet mouth.

Things like this, which can almost be called "love words", he said with ease, and every word was from the bottom of his heart, which was more sincere and touching.

The tie of Fang Yimin's cloak was not fastened before, but now it is slightly untied with the shaking of the carriage.

Li Yuze simply sat a little closer to him, and with the almost negligible distance between the two of them, he carefully tied the cloak strap for him again.

"Although it's early spring now, the wind is still a bit cold... Zilan, you must pay attention, it's not good if you catch a cold."

After Li Yuze tied it up for him, he stretched out his hand and tugged gently to make sure it was tied firmly.

After finishing all this, he took the person's hand again, and found that the temperature of Fang Yimin's palm was still normal, so he was relieved.

I didn't realize it just now, but now the two of them are next to each other, with their chests and backs touching, Li Yuze can even feel the thin and protruding butterfly bones in his arms.

In this position, he wrapped the thin man in his arms, approached him half-jokingly and half-seriously, and said, "You cough a lot in autumn and winter. Although the weather is warmer in spring, you should have less wind. Otherwise, the cold spring will enter your body, and you will be afraid when you go back at night." It's about to have a fever, and you have to take medicine... Aren't you afraid of suffering the most, huh?"

Hearing what he said, Fang Yimin smiled, and leaned closer to his back, with an indescribably obedient appearance: "Well...you are right, I will listen to you."

The atmosphere in the quiet space is gradually warming up, with a bit of warmth, but also with a bit of inexplicable affection and ambiguity.

As if bewitched by something, Li Yuze stared at Fang Yimin's lips, which was so close at hand, and gradually lost his mind.

——Zi Lan's lips are thin and beautiful, maybe because of his illness since he was a child, his lips are always light pink, not much red.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be filled with joy, his thin lips were filled with a faint smile, his dark eyes were staring at Li Yuze, looking extremely focused, and his pupils were a little obedient.

Unknowingly, the lips of the two were getting closer and closer.

Li Yuze might be out of control, so... what about Fang Yimin?

At this moment, the carriage stopped slowly, and the coachman outside the curtain said respectfully: "My lords, Wanxiang Tower has arrived."

Suddenly awakened by the coachman's voice, Li Yuze suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that the distance between himself and Fang Yimin had reached a...very subtle and dangerous level? !

He only needs to tilt his head slightly, and he can kiss the light-colored lips that he was staring at just now.

Any shallow breath of Fang Yimin would hit his skin, and he could feel it easily, which made Li Yuze inexplicably uncomfortable.

Li Yuze tilted his head, trying to avoid this strange and disturbing feeling.

But in fact, it was just futile. Before he realized it, Fang Yimin had infiltrated every aspect of his life with impenetrable care.

——The conditions in the Northland are extremely difficult, but sometimes Li Yuze's food and clothing costs are almost the same as when he was in Zhuojing. It is said that there is no credit for Fang Yimin, even Li Yuze himself does not believe it.

Fang Yimin seemed to be unaware of Li Yuze's mental activities, and even moved closer to him, asking him softly, "Congyi...what's the matter with you?"

He turned his head to look at Li Yuze, his round eyes were like some kind of docile animal, with complete trust and dependence in his pupils.

Li Yuze thought to himself, the selection of the four masters of Zhuojing was just nonsense at first, but now it seems that there is still some truth in it...

——Being watched by Fang Yimin at such a close distance, with such docile eyes, let alone Li Yuze, anyone, probably out of delusion or soft-heartedness, would agree to all the requests made by this person.

He quickly retracted his body, not daring to look into Fang Yimin's eyes, so he naturally missed his friend's slightly regretful eyes.

Li Yuze's tone was a little unnatural, he stuttered, he didn't dare to look Fang Yimin in the eyes: "The coachman, he said that Wanxianglou is here... Should we...get off the car?"

He held it back for a long time, but he finally felt a little embarrassed when he choked out such an unnutritious sentence.

Fang Yimin was very considerate and didn't make him feel embarrassed at all.

Master Xiao Fang nodded, and said in a serious manner: "Yes, Cong Yi, you are right, we should get off the car."

Li Yuze was even more embarrassed, his face flushed red, but fortunately his skin was not fair, so it was not obvious: "Then I'll go down first! Don't move, wait until I help you down!"

After he finished saying this, he immediately jumped out of the car with agility, but the back view seemed to be running away.

After a while, the car curtain was lifted by Li Yuze.He stretched out his hand to Fang Yimin: "Zi Lan, don't worry, I'll support you."

Fang Yimin poked his head out, and obediently placed his hand on Li Yuze's broad palm.The palm of the opponent's hand was warm, with a thin callus, which was ground out by touching guns and arrows over the years.

The touch is rough, but it conveys a sense of peace of mind to Fang Yimin all the time.

The two went upstairs and asked for a private room, and sat face to face.

The little second hand quickly poured two cups of tea for them, then lowered his head and asked, "You two gentlemen, what do you want to eat today?"

Just as Li Yuze was about to speak, he glanced at Fang Yimin's protruding wrist joints out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Here are some stir-fried side dishes, and a cup of nourishing soup."

Xiaoer put the towel on his shoulders and replied, "Okay!" After saying that, he was about to bring the teapot downstairs to report the name of the dish.

"Congyi, wait." As if seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Fang Yimin reached out his hand to stop Xiaoer, "Change the stir-fried dish for a spicy dish... something close to the taste of Cangzhou."

——The northern land is damp and cold. Drinking a pot of spicy soup in the twelfth lunar month of winter warms up the body and mind.Li Yuze stayed there for so long, and his taste gradually changed a lot unconsciously. From the beginning, he couldn't eat spicy food at all, to now he doesn't like spicy food at all.

He never mentioned this change in taste to anyone, but he didn't know...how did Zilan know about it?

Thinking of this, Li Yuze looked at Fang Yimin unconsciously with a little doubt.

Seeing his frowning and confused expression, Fang Yimin immediately understood what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "You told me yourself, why have you forgotten?"

Li Yuze's memory is not bad, but he really has no memory of this matter at all: "...When did it happen???"

——That was when he was stationed in Shuobei.The Qiang people hadn't started their large-scale invasion yet, and Li Yuze hadn't held such an important job yet, so he had free time every day.

When he is free, he is not too keen on doing other things such as drinking and playing cards, so he concentrates on writing letters to his parents, brother, sister and Fang Yimin every day.

Li Yuze can be a bit stern to people he doesn't know well, but he can be called a chatterbox to people close to him.

Writing letters is even more difficult. If you can speak for a day, all of them are converted into five or six pages of letter paper. In just one month, Li Yuze wrote dozens of letters to his family and Fang Yimin.

The family members were babbled too much by him, gradually replying to letters was not as frequent as sending letters, and sometimes they even had to take turns, the whole family worked together to write a letter to Li Yuze.

In the end, he would seriously reply to every letter, and Fang Yimin was the only one left.

There are very few things that can be entertained in the North, and Li Yuze's desire to talk becomes stronger when he is alone.

——He told Fang Yimin that they helped herdsmen to deliver the lamb. This was the first time Li Yuze saw the newborn lamb. It was wet all over, with soft wool sticking to his body, and the lamb's soft tongue licked him lightly. palm.

——He told Fang Yimin that a Qiang child he met by chance once wore the same clothes as the herdsmen here, but was much thinner.Li Yuze and his companions couldn't stand it anymore, so they broke up some of their dry food and gave it to him.The child looked scared and seemed to be pretending to be fierce. He snatched the dry food in his hand and ran away without even saying thank you.

——He also wrote that the food here is good enough, but it is too spicy.The cook must have been instructed by some kind of order. There is no chili pepper in every dish, which is really a kind of torture for Li Yuze, a native of the capital.He and Fang Yimin complained that it was the first time he drank the spicy skin soup here, and he had diarrhea several times at night! ! !

But maybe wandering outside, the adaptability will gradually increase.Soon, the complaints about eating spicy food disappeared in Li Yuze's letters—it is very cold in the north, and eating spicy food can effectively dispel the cold in the body.Fang Yimin guessed that in order to endure this extremely cold weather... Li Yuze had to force himself to adapt quickly.

Sometimes Li Yuze himself just writes casually, such as complaints to people close to him, such as the tent where he sleeps a bit leaky, today's vegetable cakes are a bit dry, and so on.

After he wrote it, it was like a kind of vent, and he never took it to heart.

As everyone knows, in the capital thousands of miles away, because of his careless words, there is a person who can't eat or sleep as well as he does. good.

Maybe it was a fuss, or maybe it was just a natural thing...

Fang Yimin thought, after all, Li Yuze was the most important one in his heart.

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Hehehe, my dear duckheads, I begged (crossed out) to produce academic garbage and came back hahahaha!This article will be updated daily from today, and it will be around nine o'clock in the morning without accident.

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