The gauze hurt Xiao Rong so much that he couldn't help but frown. Listening to Qu Yunmie's elegant words, for some reason, Xiao Rong suddenly laughed.
He smiled, and Qu Yunmie also smiled. The two of them smiled face to face for a long time like two mentally retarded people. Then Xiao Rong pulled away Qu Yunmie's hand that was holding him.
He stood up, lowered his eyes and muttered, "I should go to bed."
Qu Yunmie also stood up and turned to leave, but Xiao Rong stopped him: "Do you... want to stay?"*
After blowing out the lamp, the two of them lay side by side on the bed, neither of them showing any intention of closing their eyes.
The room was quiet and pitch black. Xiao Rong was thinking about what Qu Yunmie had said tonight, and about the future. These things were a mess in his mind, and he couldn't pull out a single thread.
He looked at the bed curtain quietly for a while, and then Xiao Rong suddenly opened his mouth.
He seemed to know that Qu Yunmie was not asleep, so he called him so confidently: "Qu Yunmie, you haven't wished me a happy birthday yet."
Qu Yunmie blinked his eyes gently, and then said: "I wish Arong can often enjoy the three springs and meet the seven stars. I also wish Arong can get what he wants soon and live a happy life."
Xiao Rong listened quietly and then closed his eyes.
Qu Yunmie thought he was asleep, but in fact he was making a wish.
But his wish was not his own. He prayed to a god whose name he did not know, hoping that the person who would get his wish in the end would not be him, but Qu Yunmie. …………
The next day, the Zhenbei Army set out on their return journey.
The snowy road was difficult to walk on, but fortunately they brought enough supplies, and they had been out for so long that everyone was eager to go home, and even the white scenery could not stop them.
Well... there is another reason, that is, they really need to go back as soon as possible, otherwise, no one will be able to go home for the New Year this year. ...
At the end of October, on the fifth day of November, Qu Yunmie and his men finally returned to Chenliu.
There is no need to mention the hardships along the way. After entering the city, many people felt that they were not going home, but that refugees had finally been accepted into the main city.
The situation in Chenliu is not bad. There has only been one snowfall so far. Song Shuo arranged for people to clean up the main city, and now the roads in the city are still dry.
This not only brought convenience to the residents, but also to the triumphant army. As soon as they entered the city, they were warmly welcomed by the people of Chenliu.
Zhang Biezhi was outside the city to greet them. Xiao Rong saw from a distance that there was a man waving his arms, jumping and dancing, with his arms and legs moving wildly. If one didn't know better, one would think he was performing a shamanic dance.
There was only one person in the entire Chenliu Association who behaved like this in front of Qu Yunmie. All of a sudden, Xiao Rong remembered how he scolded Zhang Biezhi in the past. Looking back now, he still felt that his description was very appropriate.
All the important people in the city had left, so it was understandable that Zhang Biezhi was the one to welcome the army. When they got closer, Xiao Rong realized that not only was Zhang Biezhi there, but Fuzi was also there. Although his head didn't reflect light, it was still very visible under the sun. ...
The horse monkey and the bald donkey, this is the lineup to welcome the army. Xiao Rong was not picky. After seeing their faces, Xiao Rong suddenly became excited, and his whole heart floated in the air. Obviously, he and the Buddhist had not been separated for long, they even played chess together last month, but when he saw Mi Jing standing at the city gate and smiling at him, he still felt like he had been through a lot.
Admittedly, he was like this because he almost died once, but the more important reason was that he returned home.
Just like the soldiers behind shouted: "We are going home! We are going home!"
"Hahahaha! We're home!"
They were so excited before entering the city. What a joke to outsiders. They had no military discipline at all. In the past, Qu Yunmie would have punished these naughty boys, but today he didn't do so. They were already at the doorstep, so why should he spoil everyone's fun? Besides, there were no outsiders here, they were all family. *
Xiao Rong came down from the city gate. He didn't want to go in with the army to be fed by the people. The bruise he got last time took a long time to heal. Besides, he had other things he wanted to ask.
Looking left and right, he couldn't see Song Suo. Xiao Rong couldn't help but worry: "Why didn't Song Suo come out? Could he have worked himself to death? Or is it because the weather is too cold and his weakness has recurred?"
Zhang Biezhi was grinning at him, but when he heard this, his face instantly fell: "You only care about Song Suo? You don't care about me? I conquered Yiyang, didn't my brother-in-law tell you? I was also standing here waiting for you all morning! Why don't you ask me if I'm cold?"
Xiao Rong: “…………”
He looked at Zhang Biezhi silently, "Are you cold?"
Zhang Biezhi: "It's cold! It's not my body that's cold, it's my heart that's cold. I'm not even in your heart!"
Xiao Rong looked behind him reflexively, and then he remembered that Qu Yunmie had already led the army in. He touched his nose a little embarrassedly, and at this time, his eyes met with another person who looked back.
Mi Jing: “…”
Xiao Rong looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming confused.
There was a sentence written in his eyes: Why are you looking back?
Mi Jing: “…………”
Amitabha, I don’t know. *
After Fuzi led his men back to Chenliu, the troops originally stationed in Yiyang City no longer had to be so tense. Song Shuo arranged for people to change guard and also replaced Zhang Biezhi back.
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