The seventeenth year of the Great Liang Taiyuan, September 13.

The turquoise Muir steppes, flat and vast, under the reflection of the setting sun, the grassland seems to be shrouded in a layer of golden yellow, and the sky and the earth are quiet. The breeze blew against the earth, and the waves of grass rose and fell on each other, swaying and spreading. The blue sky, a few white clouds dyed red by the slanting sun, as gorgeous as a burning flame. From time to time, some small animals scurried by in the grass waves, and they flashed in the green. In the distance, several wild wolves quietly observed the two uninvited guests, full of vigilance.

Andrew stopped, looked at the newly revealed forest in the distance, and said, "There is a dark forest ahead, let's rest here today, and go back tomorrow." ”

Eric nodded, and sat down on a high ground. "Do you think the sorcerers already knew we were coming? I think they're mysterious and weird, and they seem to be able to see through everything. ”

Andrew pulled a jug of wine from his bosom, took a sip, and tossed the jug to Eric. Eric took the flask, sniffed it lightly, frowned, and looked at Andrew curiously. "When did you learn to drink, it's still such a strong drink. ”

Andrew looked back at him and was silent for a moment as the setting sun dyed his face golden. "When I was in Chiba Castle, I drank for the first time, and I was drunk for a few days, and after I woke up, I figured out a lot of things that I couldn't understand before. He sat down against Eric.

Eric frowned and took a sip, his face flushing red. "Wine is so hard to drink, why everyone wants to drink, there are some things that people really don't understand. He handed the flask over.

"Everybody likes to drink, precisely because it's bad. It's not contradictory in itself, but it's weird, isn't it?" Andrew looked at him, a smile on his delicate face.

Eric laughed, his blond hair swaying in the wind, and his handsome face filled with loneliness and desolation. "It's been a long time since we've had a good conversation, and it seems like it was yesterday when we entered the library. ”

"Maybe time has changed us slowly, and sometimes there are words to some people who really can't be said anymore. Andrew noticed the expression on his friend's face, but he had no way to spy on the troubles in his heart, and his friend buried them so deep that he had no way of knowing what was hidden in his heart.

Eric stopped smiling and patted Andrew on the shoulder, his eyes fixed on him. "Let's talk about Ryan!" he was carefully considering the words, there was some nervousness and uneasiness, some words still had to be explained after all, he took the wine in Andrew's hand, and poured it violently, under the stimulation of the alcohol, his fair face instantly turned red. "You like Ryan, don't you?"

Andrew's body trembled slightly when he heard Ryan, and he looked into the distance, the setting sun had sunk, and the brilliant glow dyed the sky crimson, like a burning flame.

Andrew was silent for a long time, he stared at Eric with a calm expression. "Who doesn't like such a pretty girl, but, Eric, it's you who she likes, I already know, but I still can't control myself, I really can't help it. ”

"What if you're wrong? "Jiya, what are you going to do?" he asked three questions in a row, each of which was like a giant hammer hammer hitting Andrew's heart.

Andrew looked at Eric and said, "Don't speculate, Ryan likes you, I'm not worthy of her, you know, some things can't be wrong." ”

Eric smiled wryly as he buried his head in his knees. "You are worthy, in the thousands of years of the dwarf race, there have only been two dwarf kings, and you are one of them, what girl in the entire dwarf race does not want to marry such a person?"

Andrew lay down in the grass, and the scent of grass and earth penetrated into his nostrils, and his body and mind were happy. "You've changed, it's not the same as before, and if you really like Ryan, don't hesitate too much, do what you want to do, say what you want to say. As for Jiya. Andrew fell into deep thought and put his hands under his head. "She's still young, maybe we all pity each other, we treat each other as relatives. ”

Eric staggered to his feet, the breeze blowing away his pretty blonde hair, and he staggered a little, holding the flask in his hand, but not daring to take another sip. "You are a gentleman, don't take your relatives and mislead people for a lifetime, what Ji Ya thinks about you, everyone can see it, you should know it yourself, you have Lai'an in your heart, don't mistake others, you have Ji Ya in your heart, don't mistake Lai'an, you are not a god in the sky, so don't be too noble, just be yourself." ”

Andrew understood that Eric had talked about his sore spots, and he felt that this friend of his really knew him, and sometimes he thought that he really liked Ryan, and he liked it unforgettablely, even if Ryan was always so high, in his heart, she deserved that kind of posture. But Kia was like a sharp sword, between them, and he liked Kia too, but the feeling was very different, and he couldn't say anything to Eric.

Eric fell into a deep sleep in the grass, the sound of even breathing was heard.

Andrew didn't feel a hint of sleepiness, he looked at the full moon in the sky. Two figures, two girls, came to his mind. He thought of Feng Chenyang, such a person seemed to regard Ji Ya as a relative, and he knew that Feng Chenyang had made up for the guilt of another person on Ji Ya's body, but even so, for Ji Ya, the future founding emperor of the Daxie Dynasty and the future Zhongyi Ling King were also on the verge of going to war.

Hanyu's famous historians of later generations recorded in his works "Xieshi Taizu Benji" and "Xieshi Xieshi: The Biography of Zhongyi Lingwang": "Taizu was furious and said, 'It is contrary to the principles of heaven, it does not dare to be feared, our country is faithful and armored, everyone dares to die, and the name of loyalty and righteousness is empty, and I have high hopes and lose the princess for a long time'." Taizu summoned his ministers and kings back to the palace for several days to discuss the strategy of extermination, and Li Hanwen, the king of martial arts, persuaded him for a long time. The King of Loyalty and Righteousness finally agreed, and Taizu dismissed the army. ”

However, history is history after all, and the real story has more regrets and helplessness. There are many people who live in a world that they have created, as if they will never come back, where it is all beautiful but not real. The real history may not be what is recorded in the history books, some things have happened, but they may not have really happened, as written in the books.

Andrew stretched out his hand, and two invisible enchantments propped up, hanging in the grass, enveloping the bodies of the two. The bright moonlight reflects the earth in a gray color, like a dream, illusory but real.