, it's better to go back than to miss your relatives, and the little farewell will be the first to be happy

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Since the gift of the small crossbow that day, Qi Han has not seen Zhao Yun for several days.

He seemed to be very busy all of a sudden.

Qi Han subconsciously inquired about his colleagues, and heard that he was helping Liu Bei to organize and send troops, regardless of military supplies, grain and grass, and baggage frames, all of which were inquired about; Therefore, these days are not spent overnight at Liu Bei's place, but rested in the countryside outside the city.

When Qi Han first heard that he was helping Liu Bei, he couldn't help but feel depressed, but after two or three days, he didn't mind much, but he suddenly couldn't see Zhao Yun, so he was a little unaccustomed to it. In desperation, he had to be busy with his own affairs, but he also went deep into it, and had no time to take care of it. But every night in the dark, it is always a little difficult to sleep, always feel cold and empty in the room, and feel lonely.

At this time, he put on his robe and got up to take the lamp. picked up the book on the desk and learned Zhao Yun's appearance of reading a book carefully. Zhao Yun's calm and peaceful appearance appeared in his mind, Qi Han's mood stabilized, and he fell asleep on the desk a few times. In a daze, he even forgot how he got back to bed.

When I woke up in the morning, the horns were still cold. Looking at the empty couch opposite and the tightly blocked cloth on the window, Qi Han felt a kind of confusion in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like.

Gradually, his resentment towards Zhao Yunxiang for helping Liu Bei was wiped out early, and he only hoped that he would come home to live after his official duties earlier, eat and drink with him, and talk to each other, which would be the best.

Qi Han didn't quite understand his kind of fledgling-like dependence mentality, he had never been used to relying on others, but since the day he came to this world to see Zhao Yun, he seemed to have been taken care of by him, and he slowly got used to it and degenerated. Here, Zhao Yun is his only friend and benefactor, even more important than both, perhaps the preservation of his relatives.

On this day, just when Qi Han had been looking forward to it for several days and was about to give up in disappointment, Zhao Yun finally came back.

The red sun was sinking in the west, and the light of the golden crow gradually fell, and the fiery red of the twilight sky burned more and more thickly, and when it completely turned red, night fell quietly.

Qi Han ended his political affairs ahead of schedule, put down his pen and paper, and hurried back.

Along the way, he had a smile on his face, his steps were light, and he was full of energy and vitality. Many people on the road know him, and they will greet him every day, and when they see that today's county Sima seems to have encountered some happy event, he swept away the previous dullness, and looked particularly relaxed and happy, and the whole person exuded light, and they couldn't help but put down their business work in their hands and bow down to him to greet him.

When Qi Han saw it, he just smiled and nodded in greeting. But he didn't stop, but hurried towards the mansion.

He didn't know what he was happy about.

It's just that I suddenly heard that Zhao Yun is back. I felt that the words on the case were boring, so I immediately made a decision, stopped the work at hand, and wanted to go home to see him first.

The figure of the young man is generally thin and jade, without thin armor, and he is lightly belted. A plain cloak was covered over the green shirt, simple and handsome, with wide sleeves like clouds. With his brisk footsteps, his coat flew up, as if he was about to float. The eyebrows of the oblique flight are chic and pleasant, and there is an outstanding heroic spirit in the handsomeness. At a glance, his expression was extremely soft, and there was a light smile on his lips, as if he was in a good mood, and hurried through the street.

Zhao Yun stood in the corner alley at the fork, watching him pass by him, his clothes were windy, like a light finch in the three spring days, or a white butterfly.

The big hand in the sleeve of the horse's hooves moved, but after all, it did not stretch out, and it was clenched back.

His lips moved, but the voice in his throat was still swallowed raw, and he didn't stop the man who radiated joy all over his body.

What to do? There really seems to be no way to speak.

A wry smile appeared on Zhao Yun's handsome face.

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Qi Han returned to the mansion and saw Zhao Yun lying in his clothes, sleeping on the couch sideways. He jumped in joy and almost cried out, but when his feet hit the ground, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly slowed down and walked lightly to the bed.

Zhao Yun's breathing was long and slow, and his eyes were closed. The facial features are stretched and very peaceful. Qi Han poked his head to look at the bridge of his tall nose, and after a long time, he finally thought that the other party was asleep, so he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and secretly thought: "It's a shame that I didn't yell just now and woke him up!"

Seeing that his white robe was down, the fine silver armor on his body had not been taken off, and his snort was warm, and he was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he picked up the bedding in the couch and unfolded it, covered it gently, and tucked it. He knew that Zhao Yun was vigilant, so he didn't dare to cover it too tightly, for fear of waking him up.

After doing this, Qi Han laughed silently, turned around and tiptoed back.

His tiptoe movements are very funny, like a sneaky little animal in the American version of the animation, taking his head and body with the rhythm of the background, feeling funny, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

Returning to the couch like a thief, he began to undress unscrupulously, casually throwing his robe on the screen, revealing his smooth and jade-white upper body. Xu is Dong Feng's wound medicine is too good, the messy scars on his body are almost invisible, and they will definitely be lighter over time, only the deep wound that spreads from his chest to his waist and ribs, and the traces are like them. Even so, the scar was not unsightly, but like a pink crescent moon, falling on the snow-white skin, it was not hideous, but there was some beauty.

Qi Han took off his clothes and hung all his robes on the screen, when he heard the sound of breathing on the couch opposite him suddenly became a little short.

He frowned suspiciously, thinking that he had woken up Zhao Yun, but after listening closely, his breathing had regained his previous slump, as if he had heard it wrong. There was no doubt that there was him, Qi Han picked up the ointment, leaned over and gently applied it to his ribs. Zhao Yun was not there these days, he practiced with the soldiers in the morning, was busy reviewing county affairs in the afternoon, and had some insomnia in the evening, and he was a little too tired, and the injury was a little painful. He knew it was fine, but it wasn't good to sting twice from time to time, so he took out the ointment and rubbed it again.

was applying wound medicine, and suddenly felt a hot gaze on the opposite side of him, and he couldn't help but look up in surprise.

Zhao Yun, who was frowning and staring at him.

At some point, he turned over and sat up.

Qi Han was stunned for a moment, and thought secretly: "I woke him up after all, seeing that his face was pale, and his eyes were dark, as if he was angry? Could it be that Zilong actually blamed me for disturbing his sleep...... Ah yes, he's been so busy these days, he must have finally gone home to make up for sleep, I knew I should have visited the door, and when I saw him asleep, he wouldn't come in!"

"Woke you up?" Qi Han held the hand of the porcelain vase for a moment, and smiled at Zhao Yun, his bright eyes hooked, "Go back to sleep." I'll fall asleep after applying the medicine, and I won't wake you up. ”

Zhao Yun's brows furrowed, his gaze wandered on Qi Han's face, and then fell on his upper body, and there seemed to be something hidden in his ink-colored pupils. When he caught a glimpse of his drugged ribs, his furrowed eyebrows furrowed again, as if he was a little unhappy. He glanced at Qi Han's jerky and clumsy movements, and finally couldn't help but walk over and take the ochre vial in his hand.

Qi Han smiled, and was about to stop Zhao Yun from moving and said that he was coming, but the other party had already stripped the ointment and applied it to him.

"Shhhh

Zhao Yun's strength was just right, and the slightly cool fingers and the icy ointment evenly smeared on the skin, refreshing the bones and chilling. Qi Han couldn't help but hiss, raised his neck and shook his fingers.

"Qi Han, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've lost weight again. Zhao Yun didn't raise his head, his movements were serious and careful, as if there was a rare and fragile object under his hand, "Don't rely on the magic medicine to wantonly abuse yourself." If you don't know how to cherish your body and love your body, this wound will always linger on your bones, cloudy and rainy, and it hurts all the time. At this time, I don't feel that I am young, but when I am old, you will feel better. ”

Qi Han was stunned when he heard this, he rarely heard Zhao Yun's mother-in-law talking about himself, and the blame in his voice could not be mistaken. Somehow, a strange feeling rose in his heart. This feeling is related to Zhao Yun's farewell for a few days without saying goodbye, which is a little bad.

"Ah Yun, why are you like my mother? Every time I leave home, she is always worried about my injury, and repeatedly instructs...... Qi Han rarely thinks of his parents, after all, he rarely stayed together before, and his feelings are relatively weak, but at this moment, Zhao Yun's words seem to touch something, which makes him a little sad and stunned for a while.

I didn't know how to cherish it before, and I knew how precious it was when I lost it. However, that body had been blown to pieces in that life, and there was no going back. I don't know if the second elder is sad for him, and he cries all day long......

Zhao Yun looked up in surprise and saw that there was some water in the corners of Qi Han's eyes, and his eyes fell to a certain place, which was full of sadness.

Unexpectedly, his few words would cause Qi Han to feel sad, and he was a little at a loss. Hurriedly put down the porcelain vase and draped the robe on the screen on Qi Han's body: "Since you miss your relatives, it's better to go back." ”

With that, his hands clenched tightly where he couldn't see.

Qi Han's heart was shocked, and he chewed twice before he understood the meaning of this sentence.

Could this be the reason why Zhao Yun didn't go home these days? He had already made up his mind to let me leave. But why? Why did he do it......

Qi Han raised his head blankly, squeezed out a wolf smile, and tilted his head to look at Zhao Yun.

The water-stained eyes were dark, as if they were covered with a layer of mist.

Little did he know that he looked a lot like a cat abandoned by his owner.

Surprised, incomprehensible, confused. There was even a hint of a stabbed expression.