, the cold temple is injured and the lie is right, and the smoke and rain and wildfire are heroes

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This time, he wanted to use cautious rhetoric to make Zhang Yan retreat. Mischief or something, it can only be done occasionally, and it's still not very reliable when you think about it.

Speaking of which, Qi Han felt that Zhang Yan was quite pitiful. He personally does not discriminate against people of different orientations. But Zhang Yan's mistake is that he shouldn't like Zhao Yun, not to mention that Qi Han thinks that Zhang Yan is not worthy of Zhao Yun, even if he is worthy of him, he can't like him. Zhao Yun has absolutely no interest in playing that kind of thing, and falling in love with him is undoubtedly a dead end.

Qi Han thought about it in a frenzy, and mourned for Zhang Yan in his heart.

Zhang Yan looked at his honest eyes in a daze, and everything he had seen flashed in his mind, and his brows twitched.

Isn't this guy a little too sluggish......

Not to mention that Zhao Yun's feelings for him are so obvious, even this person's own feelings for Zhao Yun are probably not so simple...... But at the moment, he didn't want to break it.

"Qi Gongzi, in your heart, what kind of person is Zhao Zilong?" Zhang Yan suddenly asked.

Qi Han thought seriously for a while and tilted his head slightly. The faint morning light penetrated through the cracks in the ruined temple, and together with the gradually brightening light outside the temple gate, the blazing fire was dimmed, but his bleak complexion was dyed into a pale crimson red Yao.

Qi Han stared at the smoke and rain outside, and the picture seemed to reflect the handsome man in the white robe and horse.

The scenes of meeting and acquaintance with him passed by like images, such as his sudden glance in the fire, such as his anger at his sword for no reason, and his eyebrows were high.

He remembered the first time he had slept with him, and the light of the oil lamp beans was hazy, and a layer of tulle and light yellow was covered in the little room, and his lonely shadow was stretched very long...... The hot porridge he brought was very warm, and his sudden stretch out of his wound-detecting palm was particularly powerful, and he sat straight when he read the military parade book, and his waist was as tall as a peak. That night, Qi Han was like a dream, just because he suddenly saw his favorite general in the Three Kingdoms era, Zhao Yun.

Suddenly remembering the appearance of him holding the sketch and chuckling with joy, the corners of Qi Han's lips pursed, and he couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Zhao Zilong, he is a good son who is rare in the world. ”

His voice was as ethereal as smoke, as if it had a kind of confusion from the soul, but it was extremely determined.

"He behaves in moderation, is not contrary to the norm, is upright and kind, and cares for the people. Look up to the sky, bow down to the ground, and never be ashamed of others. Qi Han sighed unknowingly, as if a breeze was blowing through Mai Lang, "Before I met him, I thought he was a face-painted male god, perfect, but he lacked an impressive personality." ”

"When I met him, I realized that he was truly perfect. ”

He paused, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "It's just that there are many human beings in his perfection." These personalities made him more vivid, closer to me, and became the brother I cared about the most. ”

"He's so good...... Won't you love him?" Zhang Yan asked with a little congestion in her chest, looking at Qi Han in a daze.

"Of course I love him. Qi Han smiled mockingly, his attitude was calm and calm, "But it's not your so-called love." The kind of love you call is too narrow and paranoid for me. Moreover, love is not necessarily the most precious emotion in the world. In this world, parents, brothers, and best friends are no weaker than love. ”

Zhang Yan's eyebrows furrowed, and he doubted his previous guess for a while. Qi Han's soft and innocent smiling face made him confused.

Qi Han was a little amused when he saw his stupid appearance. But he also felt a little pity for this person, so he smiled at him sincerely: "Zhang Feiyan, your growth must have lacked too much love, so that you would have such a freak love for your brother-like Ayun." But in this world, yin and yang, male and female complement each other, and love matters, only men and women can coincide with the opportunities of heaven and earth and respond to the situation. If you want to go against the sky, it is not a good strategy. Besides, Ayunta...... A majestic man, with a good character, must be a graceful and beautiful woman, how can you covet it? In my humble opinion, it is better to withdraw in time to protect yourself, and not to hurt yourself deeper. ”

Zhang Yan was silent, and her face became more and more dazed.

After a while, he looked down at Qi Han, and the fire was extinguishing on his face: "Young Master Qi...... According to you, what is love?"

Qi Han thought about it, and suddenly remembered the failed relationship in the team in his previous life.

His smile condensed a little: "Love is just a butterfly kissing a flower, and the breeze crosses the lake." ”

"Love is not long, lovers are not long. The so-called love is just a butterfly in spring, gently kissing the petals and dewdrops, but a breeze in mid-autumn, shallow blowing across the quiet lake. It also caused a ripple, but it was fleeting and there was no trace. From the moment it disappears, there is no turning back, no traceability. The years are long, the red dust is rolling, the flowers are born and destroyed, and the lake is silent, and they spend their lives reminiscing about that touch and heart. ”

As he spoke, Qi Han remembered the starry and beautiful girl in the women's team, she was the only person he had ever admired, his first love. He has trained hard since he was a child and rarely had contact with the outside world, which made Qi Han's body and mind extremely simple, so that when he was betrayed by the girl who was chasing fame and fortune, it was like a catastrophe. Disillusioned with immaturity and beauty, he panicked and agreed to the marriage arranged by his parents in order to anesthetize himself.

However, the years change too easily, and those painful pasts have disappeared into ashes like a cloud of smoke.

When Qi Han said this, he was based on his platonic love, he thought it was love, but he never thought that that relationship was not deep enough at all.

Zhang Yan listened to it completely, and the whole person looked at the void in a daze.

After saying this, the two of them fell into a deeper silence at the same time.

Qi Han's brows furrowed slightly-

At the moment when he talked about love like a butterfly kissing a flower and the wind crossing the lake, Zhao Yun's face suddenly appeared in front of him. At that moment, his heart was beating out of order. Although he didn't notice it, his chest was inexplicably stuffed.

Qi Han didn't know why, but secretly thought, love is so weak, what about brotherly love? Will one day, Zhao Yun also be like this, like a butterfly breeze, quietly, leaving him?

After that, the slush claws, the clouds disappeared, and there was no way to trace them.

Leave a dead silence?

Qi Han's heart suddenly hurt slightly, and he frowned even more tightly because of this.

At this moment, the pain in his abdomen was turbulent for a while, draining his thoughts, but in that moment of lightning, he had already realized that he was too dependent on Zhao Yun.

Qi Han thought sullenly. Until Zhang Yan spoke up again.

"Even if you don't persuade me," Zhang Yan looked at him and said, "Tonight, I'm dead." "All kinds of sadness, coming back from the edge of life and death, has faded. I once thought that love was heavy, but it was just a unilateral unbelievable love, but from the moment Zhao Yun regarded his life and death as nothing, the emotions he had insisted on suddenly became hazy.

The firelight reflected on Qi Han's body, and Zhang Yan felt that the person was as bright as a bright moon. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a flower and a moon. He has always boasted of his good looks, but compared with Qi Han, it is difficult to compare with the remnants of the candle and the moon. There is a cloud in the Book of Poetry: "There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding." Nervous, embarrassed. "Such a dusty escape, it is really rare in the world.

If he hadn't known that he was a man and had seen that lofty demeanor, he was afraid that when the night came, he would be mistaken for a beauty.

And if he is a woman, he will be a disaster and a red face, which will attract the admiration of countless people.

Zhang Yan's heart was full of thoughts, looking at Qi Han's pure and clear eyes, the pupils were shining, and the red fire was reflected in them, without the slightest * and ambition.

Such a pure and clean person, even Zhao Yun, who is as in love as a wood, will be fascinated by it.

When Qi Han heard him say the words of death, his heart was inexplicably relieved, and his chest was much more relaxed. But he was in a lot of pain at the moment, and the whole person couldn't help lying on his side, curled up like a shrimp, and twitched slightly. His face was white and red, and he was in a cold sweat.

Zhang Yan couldn't be appeased, and felt guilty in her heart, so she had to press his shoulder to make him lie flat while chatting with him to distract him. But in Qi Han's opinion, his inquisitive behavior is like a child with a thirst for knowledge, there are always 100,000 reasons to be solved, and he can't help but feel a little irritable.

Sure enough, I heard Zhang Yan ask again: "You say that Zhao Zilong is a real hero, why?"

Qi Han vomited in his heart: "Zhang Feiyan, haven't you ever studied? I don't know what to do as a leader of the peasant rebel army...... It's better to go home and farm as mud legs. ”

The white sweat on his forehead was bursting rapidly, Zhang Yan wiped him, and waited for an answer with a sincere face.

I have to say that although his actions made Qi Han anxious, they also successfully distracted him. Qi Han glanced at him obliquely, and finally replied patiently: "If you are smart, you are called heroic, and if you are brave, you are heroic." Heroes have the ambition of Lingyun, the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, the amount of Kyushu, and the mind of the four seas. Shouldering justice, I am willing to save the people of Li from fire and water, and relieve the people from hanging upside down. Zilong has such a vast and boundless bosom in my heart, and he will definitely have a great career in the future! You say, can a person like him be a hero?"

Qi Han said that when he was excited, his cheeks flushed with a slight redness, pulling the wound, and he gasped through his teeth.

Zhang Yan felt something, nodded, and asked, "Then what is a hero?"

Qi Han thought for a moment and said, "The jackal is ambitious, and he is plotting for trouble. I want to destroy the pillars, the lonely and weak Han family, eliminate the loyalty, the Taixi Society, and the ambition to swallow the well. If you want to achieve great things and cause trouble in the world, the world is said to be cunning. It is the heroes who are famous through the ages, and those who are despised by others in the world are heroes. ”

Zhang Yan frowned when she heard this, and was reflecting on herself, but she heard Qi Han ask: "Although it is said that Ci is not in charge of the army, but those who are not merciful and unkind at all are sitting on millions of heroes, and they will not last long." Such a commanding soldier, disregarding human life, and killing bravely and brutally will cause people's hearts to turn away and kill themselves...... Zhang Feiyan, you have a heavy bargaining chip in your hand, and your future is bright. But between these trade-offs, it is like controlling a double-edged sword, whether it is seeking personal gain, being unknown in history, and causing disasters to the people; or helping the poor, Zuoyin all the people in the world, not seeking fame and leaving it for eternity, but seeking to be worthy of one's heart. There is only a thin line between this hero and the hero, it depends on how you choose?"