Feng Yi forgot to dodge the moment she reached over, and when her eyes roamed his face again, like a frightened puppy, she reacted and hurriedly opened her hand, quickly took a few steps back, and almost fell out next to the protective fence.

Jing Hao quickly stepped forward and pulled him back, narrowly pulled the person back from the edge, pulled him inside a few steps before letting go, and he took a few steps back, indicating that there was no malice.

"When I saw it in the morning, it was a little chow chow that bit someone, but now it has become a frightened Chihuahua?"

Feng Yi also came back to his senses from the fright just now, he looked at the person who politely let go of his hand, and was about to express his gratitude, but the words on his lips turned around a few times and didn't turn out, but he was completely blocked back by her.

"Who's a Chihuahua?!"

He looked at the person in front of him viciously, and the thorns on his body stood up again, "You," his gaze swept over Jing Hao's body, looking at her face with a slight smile, the counterattack that came with his mouth open before became a squib at this time, and finally he could only say, "You are the Chihuahua, the silver-white Chihuahua." ”

"Hmm, silver-white Chihuahua," Jing Hao glanced down at her outfit and looked up at the person standing a few steps away, "Don't you like silver-white?" She frowned slightly, as if to help him with distress, "But this is the color of the military department unified and determined by the military rank." ”

Silvery white?

Feng Yi's gaze fell straight on her shoulder, on which a beautiful and ancient pattern was drawn with a slender metallic wire of pure silver, and the blooming Xiujin flowers bloomed one after another, flamboyant and low-key, wrapped around the thin branches, spreading all the way to her chest.

Such a pattern, such an age......

Feng Yi froze and fixed her gaze on her face, "Gu Jing." ”

"So you know my name," Jing looked at him, and simply sat on the ground, not caring about the dust on his clothes at all, and looked up at him, "Lishang, what's your name?" ”

She waited patiently for half an hour, and Feng Yi, who was standing, seemed to be a little unbearable, and compromised and spit out her name, "Feng Yi," he read again, emphasizing, "It's the 'Yi' of 'shining'." ”

He is not Feng Xin, and he doesn't want everyone to be able to distinguish between him and Feng Xin, and when they meet again, they will always only call Feng Xin's name, as if he doesn't exist at all.

"I know, Feng Yi, the 'Yi' of 'Shine'." Jing Hao patted the ground next to him, motioned for him to sit down together, and with a movement of his hand, he took out a few cans of beer from the space and slipped them on the ground, "Even if you know each other's names, it's a little friendship, it just so happens that you're in a bad mood, and I'm in a bad mood, so let's drink together?" ”

Feng Yi was obviously still a little hesitant.

Jing Hao had already opened a jar of wine simply, and no matter how he reacted, he directly poured a big sip, "I finally feel that the battle is almost over, and I can take a rest, but I didn't expect the troubles to follow, such an imperial capital is really respectful......"

She said intermittently with a beer, and was about to throw away the empty can in her hand and take another one, Feng Yi, who was originally standing, sat down beside her, opened the can and filled half a can, and was choked and coughed a few times, "I also want to leave here, to go to a place where no one knows me, no one knows where I come from, but unfortunately I can't leave now." ”

The household registration of the Kattret Empire was quite strict, and many of them were aimed at minors, and minors like him who did not have the permission of their parents could not even leave the imperial capital, their birthplace. And although the Feng family doesn't need him now, they will definitely not let him go out and become a bigger joke.

"Turns out we don't like it here." Jing Hao looked at him with the wine jar and reached out in front of him, "Don't you raise a glass to celebrate for consensus?" ”

She looked at him with a simple beer, with a sparkling light in her eyes, and sat on the ground casually, ignoring the vulgarity and simplicity around her, with a calm smile on the corner of her mouth, looking completely different from the alpha marshal who was so strong that the enemy army was afraid of the outsiders, and was in the limelight and sought after by tens of thousands of people.

Feng Yi looked at her blankly.

He had also heard a lot about Gu Jing's life experience, and he naturally had reverence for this marshal who completely relied on himself to fight a broad road, but because he was too far away from the legend, he had nothing else to think about except looking up.

It's just that I didn't expect that one day they would be able to sit together like friends, talking about the emotions that were hidden from each other and could not be made public.

It's like ...... Comrades-in-arms who have fought side by side for many years.

He was stunned for a long time, then raised the wine jar in his hand and gently touched her, "Thank you." ”

Jing Hao naturally knew what he meant by "thank you", and she didn't bother to say "We were originally brothers" or something like that, she raised her head and poured a mouthful, which was regarded as receiving his thanks.

Feng Yi stared at her for a while, as if she understood what she meant, but as if she didn't understand, and there was a bit of a dreamlike unreality in it.

Jing turned her head and slowly pulled away a smiling face at him, mixed with the unique heroic spirit of her body, which made that smiling face more bright and precious, she raised her eyebrows, and said to Feng Yi without hesitating a smile, "What?" Do you want me to say no thanks? ”

Feng Yi was so excited by her that she turned her head away like a thief, took a few mouthfuls of the jar, and choked so much that a thin red appeared on her face.

He looked at Jing Hao again, but saw that she was drinking wine to herself, and threw him a new can.

The two of them sat and drank a few cans of wine, quietly threw away the empty cans and stood up, looked at the sunset on the other side, which was already about to set, and turned to look at Feng Yi, who was still sitting, "It's too unpleasant just to drink, let's do something exciting together?" ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to him, Feng Yi looked up at her, and as soon as her mind moved, she handed her hand over in a ghostly manner, feeling the callus left by the mecha in her palm for many years, and couldn't help but clench her hand.

Safe and rough, so that he is envious.