The protagonist is always seen

Zhou Yan is a very careful person, she is very considerate in doing things, Lin Luan is here with her, she asks someone to write to Su Lingran every once in a while, and the letters are full of trivial things about Lin Luan.

She has tasted what it's like to be a parent, and she naturally knows what parents think. It's nothing more than what the children eat and play, whether they are happy or not, and whether they have been wronged.

His emotions seem to be worthy of attention. When he is happy, you feel satisfied. When he is sad, you feel sad. It’s like someone is walking on your heart. He fell down and hasn’t started crying yet. You start to feel bad.

The secret guard in charge recorded everything in detail according to the previous method of sorting out the data, which was inevitably a bit rigid and long-winded, but Su Lingran thought it was a kind of fun. He liked this kind of triviality very much, and there was a kind of natural stability and joy.

When reading the letter, it seemed that he had also left the battlefield and came to a safe and peaceful place, watching his youngest son play with a smile on his face, and sometimes even went horse racing and hunting with Lin Luan.

Like the pony he was riding, Lin Luan seemed to have inexhaustible energy. He rushed forward with all his strength, not caring about the flowers and scenery on the roadside at all. He and his pony were both very young. Splurge.

They trample flowers under their feet, and they don't care about that.

And he walked slowly behind with his old buddy. His old buddy had a gap in his ear and a scar under his stomach. This guy is usually very lazy, and he is not too young, but this lazy guy He is fiercer than a wolf on the battlefield, and he is far from retiring.

When Su Lingran received the letter, it happened to be a rare free time. The scouts he had sent out had not yet returned, and Su Lingran, who was never relaxed, took off his helmet on purpose, with a vague smile on his lips, in a relaxed and comfortable way. The mood unfolded to the letter.

Then the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and before he knew what expression and mood he should use to face this matter, some scouts ran into the big tent at high speed, with undried blood on his face. Blood stains, that is a young face of seventeen or eighteen years old.

He just came back from the front line of the battlefield, which is the most dangerous place, many of his comrades died there, the scouts are easy to break, maybe it will be his turn next time, but now this young face is excited , that is joy, no one looks forward to peace more than them, and now, the war is coming to an end.

He knelt heavily on one knee, his voice louder than ever.

"Report! Great victory in the west! The enemy is gathering east."

Su Lingran put the letter on his chest, and the armor protected his heart and the letter.

He couldn't tell what it was like, his heart was empty, and all his senses became dull. It took a while to feel some pain in his heart, which spread slowly, and the dull pain gradually turned into a heart-piercing pain.

He thought for a while, and it seemed like a long time before he vaguely remembered, oh, he is the marshal of Zheng Guo, and now, his soldiers are waiting for orders, and they are about to win.

Su Lingran tightly clenched the long spear in his hand. The long spear was always dull, and the blood had seeped into it, and it couldn't be washed off. As firm as ever.

If the commander wavers, the entire army will crumble.

"Gather the troops, one team will end up in the west, the other team will guard the camp, and the other team will follow me to the east, and fight!"

He has been walking along this path for so long that he has lost many things, but he has to go on and cannot stop.

Even if there was a small voice hidden in his heart, he called out softly, father.

The beacon fire ignited, the army lined up neatly, ready to go like tigers and wolves.

"Ma'am, the young master is calling for you."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan put down the spoon in his hand, and a little maid came forward to take it from behind him. Lin Luan's favorite drink is corn rib soup, and he also loves meat, boil it until soft, and the meat will fall off the bone after a sip. No need to chew hard.

In the past, he could eat a big bowl, but he was still not satisfied, and he had to eat something sweet at the end. Now, he only drank a small bowl of soup, and he didn't even want snacks.

Zhou Yan didn't go into the kitchen very much on weekdays, she just did it when she was interested, she could leave it to the people below to handle it, and accompany Lin Luan through the last days, but this was a bit cruel to Zhou Yan.

That was the child she raised with her own hands. It took more than ten years from such a small stature to grow into such a good-looking boy who stands a little taller than her, but loves to act coquettishly.

Now it's going to wither little by little.

This was so torturous, she subconsciously wanted to escape, find some excuses, and allow herself to breathe for a while.

But when Lin Luan yelled, her heart softened, and she wanted to go to him immediately, hug him, and kiss his face.

Zhou Yan has nothing in her life that she cannot let go of. In fact, she is very cold. She has made many friends in her life, but she has few friends.

Lin Luan, the only one, handed her a pure white heart and put her in his heart.

He would get angry with her, play tricks on her, lose his temper, but as soon as he looked at him, he was a little cold, and before he had time to raise his eyebrows, he panicked, and couldn't wait for others to coax him, so he rushed to catch her. The corner of your clothes, you want to kiss and hug while wiping your tears.

This gave Zhou Yan an illusion that the child seemed to be there all the time, as soon as he turned around, he could see him smiling at you flatteringly, pestering you to eat or play with this.

You feel annoyed, even if you lose your temper for some reason, he feels aggrieved and ignores you in anger, just coaxing him casually, he will smile at you without any malice.

This feeling of always having someone on your side for no reason is really nostalgic.

It doesn't matter how bad she is, no matter how unlovable she is, she is still the best mother to Lin Luan.

And this person who is so unconditionally on her side is such a good-looking and likable Lin Luan.

Zhou Yan thought about it many times, and didn't understand why she didn't think about children before, but it didn't make any sense, she was destined to have no children.

Everyone said that she spoiled Lin Luan, but in fact she was the one being spoiled.

How can there be a truly cruel person?As a human being, one is destined to be sad and sad. Human beings are human beings. Emotions cannot be controlled.

Even the broken clothes, the child who was bitten out by the wolves, couldn't help but get closer, and when he got closer, he willingly put away his sharp claws and played with him, a little ridiculously caring about those small and trivial things .

Asalo sat cross-legged on the blanket in front of Lin Luan's bed, surrounded by gadgets all over the floor, he took one of them, resting his chin on one hand, fiddling with the other, and looked up at Lin Luan from time to time.

When Lin Luan used to be active, he accompanied Lin Luannao, but now that Lin Luannao didn't move, he also played quietly.

Asalo knew that Lin Luan didn't want to be alone, he would be afraid of being alone, Lin Luan didn't say it, but his eyes begged like this, don't leave me alone.

After Zhou Yan went in, Asalo consciously opened the curtain and went to the outer room, which was also covered with thick blankets. Asalo came out and found another corner, and sat cross-legged.

He played with the things in his hands mechanically, a little lost, a little, at a loss.

It's a strange feeling, this is the first time he tried to catch something in vain, even if he tried his best.

Perhaps to protect himself, Asalo is very insensitive to negative feelings such as pain perception. He doesn't feel how pitiful he is, but at the same time, when he wants something, he must get it, regardless of the consequences. , not afraid of injury, not afraid of death,

Anyway, he is not afraid of pain or death.

Since then he has received the title of madman.

And now, the little lunatic is a little sad.

Because the person he likes is going to die.

When Zhou Yan went in, he had already packed up his mood.

Lin Luan frowned when he saw her, and laughed. Zhou Yan didn't hear what he said.

Zhou Yan bent down, listened carefully, and heard that small voice saying.

"Mother is so pretty."

Then, before Zhou Yan could react, a soft and gentle kiss fell on her temple.

Zhou Yan really softened all of a sudden, and a heart that had been hardened by despair seemed to soften. Lin Luan is like this, this little villain, he always fouls like this.

Zhou Yan also kissed Lin Luan's forehead back as usual.

She said to her little child who had started to feel cold.

"What a dream."

Asalo didn't know when he came in. He stood at the door, tilted his head, expressionless.

"It's snowing outside."

After a while, he said again.

"Add more charcoal basins, it's snowing."

Lin Luan will be cold.

That stupid little lunatic has also learned how to take care of others.

Bonfires were lit everywhere in the barbarian camp, and on top of the campfires were large pots, in which large pieces of beef and mutton were boiled.

The barbarian warriors took off their battle armor, drinking and eating meat around the campfire.

Sitting on the seat covered with animal skins, Sui Yi also took a wine bag, and followed the warrior around him to strike a fist. When the warrior lost, he looked up to the sky with a hearty smile, and followed suit with a sip of wine.

Only then did he realize that it was snowing in the sky, Sui Yi didn't think much about it, Lin Luan was now happy again, he had been looking forward to this year's snow for a long time, the thought only crossed his mind, and he was immersed in the joyful atmosphere .

He drank a lot, and was rarely drunk. He vaguely remembered that someone reported that Su Lingran held a celebration banquet, and took a few Qingqi to ride the road overnight in the snow.

Sui Yi took a sip of wine, weirdo.

He raised his wine bag.

"Come on, cheers!"

The moon is so round today.