Volume 1 Who is the surname Chapter 7 Summer Rain
When a person has a chill down his spine and wants to be relied on, the best option is home. I never thought the cot could be so comfortable, and when I threw myself on it, half of the fatigue was gone. I slept almost for two days, and when I woke up, it was my father's story, and the story that had been dusty for many years was extremely bizarre.
"Is your military commander okay?" said his father's first words when he got home, "he seems to be dormant." Is it badly hurt?"
I have long been mentally prepared, the one who knows the son is not as good as the father, what I have been busy with in the past six months, it is impossible for him not to notice. Besides, martial spirits have become a well-known existence, and the frequency of their appearance is getting higher and higher, so there is nothing surprising to talk about it in private.
"Lian Po is fine, he needs to rest for a long time, and I am very tired because of it. ”
"Then let me tell you my original story. Actually, you should also see that I have an intersection with the martial spirit. ”
"Of course, Dad's attitude towards me proves all this. ”
Father's eyes twinkled, his arms raised suddenly, and he lowered them at a loss. I think he must have a lot of secrets buried in his heart, and he probably didn't want to recall a certain past experience. So he was just about to get up and talk like a river, and in an instant he was struck in the heart, and the story was lowered along with his arms.
"Father, don't talk about it," I said, "just like you taught me." Most of the human intersections in the world are based on fate, and if there is no fate, then even the treasures or secrets obtained by doing everything possible will lose their weight and meaning. I haven't decided to go on the path of the Soul Master for a long time. ”
My father looked at me with some astonishment, as if he didn't quite believe that his hairy boy had matured enough to say such a thing. He reached out and let the rough lines of his fingers run across my cheeks, lingering on my chin for a moment, pulling off one of the longest beards. His hands were so skillful and swift that I felt a momentary tingle, but more often than not, the tenderness that flowed from his fingers.
"Good boy, I'm about to become a real man. His eyes lit up, "Then Dad will tell you a little secret: in the ancestral hall of our hometown, there is a martial spirit waiting for you." If you can call him, you can listen to more stories. Besides, son, you really haven't decided what path you're going to take?"
"I just want to use Lian Po's power to protect my family and friends. ”
"Who didn't think that way at first? son, you can be yourself, you can try to fight for whatever you want, as long as you can feel your backbone at all times—it's straight—and that's how you do it." ”
"I still have a lot of questions, and I want to meet the general in my hometown. ”
"I suggest you take care of your body first. It's not early today, so go to bed when you're sleepy. My father got up and walked away, touched my head, and immediately put me at ease. I think so, high school studies are so important, let's wait for the next vacation. Thinking of the school and the old class, should I report to him that I won the battle against Zhao Yu? He should have known it a long time ago, and the entire No. 1 Middle School also knew about it. I don't know what it will be like to see Di Yusi and Zhao Yu when school starts? Di Yusi, what do you think, let me know.
I've almost forgotten how I fell in love with her in the first place. It was the first summer in No. 1 Middle School, and it was a summer with a lot of rain. Showers never say hello beforehand, and the mischievous clouds poured a lot of basins of water and drenched me through. I ran to the teaching building in a panic, I couldn't walk an inch against the rain, and I couldn't go to the teaching building that could shelter me from the wind and rain, less than 100 meters away, but there was a rain curtain without repeating. Curling up under a landscape tree doesn't improve my situation, at most it adds a little fragrance of leaves to the rain. I was just about to scold the weather when an umbrella suddenly fell above me, making a "click" sound. The purple color of the umbrella is the symbol of the girl, and when I look back, I see a moving shadow. Her sparkling eyes are the most beautiful jewels in the world, the most beautiful corner of this summer.
“······” I was so embarrassed that I wiped the water from my face with my hands to make myself look less down. The girl smiled, and even stretched out her hand to wipe the water droplets on my cheeks for me: "Classmate, let's go into the building with an umbrella, we're going to catch a cold." ”
"Oh, good. ”
The distance of less than 100 meters, every step, is a gift from God. I don't know why, in addition to being beautiful and generous, she also has an indescribable temperament, a charming temperament revealed from her bones. There are many beautiful girls in No. 1 Middle School, and I admit that there are many who can outperform her in terms of appearance alone, but I have never seen it in my eyes. Why, before I started to get to know her and get madly infatuated with her, I felt like I belonged to her.
"For a reason, of course, Lord. Lian Po interjected.
"I didn't allow you to enter my mind, Lianpo, though it doesn't matter······ No, how can you peek at this kind of thing. I said in my consciousness.
"Does the Lord remember the battle between me and Bai Qi? We were so unsteady that day, we didn't have the demeanor of a military general at all, as if we were red-eyed because of something, and that kind of psychology was not much better than a child snatching toys. ”
"Ah, aren't you very deep-rooted? ”
"No!" said Lian Po categorically, "that's exactly the problem. It's been 2,000 years, and we are so impulsive, and we are not responsible for our lords, just to have a good fight, or to say something ridiculous about revenge? Lord, if the two of us were such people, we would never have become famous generals. ”
"What's that for?" I didn't understand.
"Di Yusi, Bai Qi and I are competing for her. ”
"Why?
"Di Yusi is the key to the era of ghost generals, she is the chosen emperor, she is the emperor of all martial souls and soul masters in this world - can the lord believe it?"
"Of course I don't believe any stupid things. The emperor or something······" I muttered, but it became clear in my heart that all of this seemed to be the case.
"All soul masters, martial souls, as soon as they see her, they can't help but feel," Lian Po, "a feeling sprouts in my heart, for me, it seems that when I first leaned over the throne of Zhao, I secretly swore to fight for him for the rest of my life." ”
"But I love her. ”
"Of course. Lian Po said, "You love the Chosen Emperor, Di Yusi." ”
Really? Why?
"I'm just stating the fact that, Lord, you love her, does it have anything to do with who she is?"
I swallowed my saliva, shook my head, and my thoughts were numb, messed up, messed up.