[The title of this chapter is taken from Liang Qichao's "Poetry of the Ice Drinking Room": "Before he returned to a month, he died suddenly, and he was more than weak in his ears. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" - because Chen Bingfeng is twenty-three years old, that is, "more than weak crown ears", so this dictionary is used. ]

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Tang Guxi looked at him blankly, his eyes were clear and shining, and there was not the slightest noise in the mountains and fields, only the wheezing sound of the person in front of him.

"If you're making up this lie to stop me from going tonight...... Lin Xun, I'll settle accounts with you when I come back! She glared at him viciously, anger burning in her eyes, and she tightened the reins to turn the horse's head back.

"Tanggu Creek!" Lin Xun stopped her again, but her voice couldn't be louder anymore, "I'm just right, what I said is true." ”

Tang Guxi sat on horseback, his back to him, his face as cold as frost.

"Shortly after you, a soldier broke into the tent with a ...... in his hand It's Mr. Zou's letter to you. Lin Xun said lightly, his face solemn, "I know it's hard for you to accept, but ...... But I have to say it, I can't let you run for nothing. And...... And your master also said that he would not send someone to the post station to pick up the medicine, and he also warned you...... Don't come back. ”

Tang Guxi turned his back to him and still didn't say a word.

The mountains and rivers are silent, the horses are still, and the inky night seems to sink into a deep abyss, which can no longer be awakened. Under the light of the bright moon, the four young people in the wilderness were all covered with a layer of faint silver frost. Lin Xun stopped talking and waited for Tang Guxi's reaction in front of him.

After a long time, a soft voice came from the horse in front of me: "Perhaps, Master lied to me?" ”

Lin Xun's heart was dull, but he didn't know what to say anymore, so he lowered his head and sighed heavily.

"I know, I know that Master is good friends with you, and he knows my temperament, and he doesn't want me to go back and forth. With just one letter from here, I ...... I don't believe it. She seemed to smile wryly, paused, and said, "Unless I go back and see for myself, ...... I don't believe it. ”

As she spoke, she pulled the reins and continued on.

"Actually, you do!" Lin Xun raised his head, "You know, what I said is true. As you just said, you said that your hunch was always accurate, and my sister and I thought it was gibberish. But...... If you and Chen Gongzi really have a heart-to-heart connection and a tacit understanding, then you should know that you can't move forward anymore at this moment. ”

Lin Xun looked at her back, looking so desolate and lonely in the night. After a while, he vaguely saw Tang Guxi's body trembling slightly, her shoulders trembling, but she didn't make a sound.

"If you want to cry, cry out." Lin Xun said softly, his eyes were faintly shining on his white jade-like cheeks.

"Lin Xun," Tang Guxi's voice was slightly hoarse, "Lin Xun, you...... Why can't you deceive me? ”

Lin Xun lowered his head slightly, and his nose was slightly red.

"It's okay if you lie to me, it's okay to play tricks on me, just don't tell me the truth." Her voice trembled, she took a deep breath, tears streaming down her cheeks, and said sadly and desperately, "How so? Clearly...... It's been three years since I found the antidote...... It's been three years! Brother Bingfeng, you have persevered, why can't you ...... Can't hold on for a few more days? This is the antidote to cold poison, and you will be fine if you eat it...... It's all in my hands, it's all in my hands......"

She took out the small medicine bottle, rubbed her fingers red, and tears "snapped" between her fingers, on the medicine bottle, and on the placket on her chest.

"Brother Bingfeng!"

In the barracks where the Wu Ben army was stationed, Lin Luo was wandering in the tent, the candle flame on the candlestick had burned out, she glanced anxiously, turned around and replaced it with a new candle.

Candle tears piled up on the candlestick, crystal like amber, but as limp as mud. She touched the fallen candle tears, which were still slightly burning in her hands, and her fingers were slightly stinging.

One turned and walked forward, and the candle tears in her hand were thrown to the ground by her, split into two petals. As soon as he opened the curtain, he bumped into Lin Xun head-on.

Lin Luo stopped abruptly and stopped there, first fixed a glance on Lin Xun's face, then looked away and looked for Tang Guxi behind him.

I saw Tang Guxi walking from behind him, her face couldn't be seen clearly in the night fog, and the light of the bonfire on the ground in the distance shone on her, reflecting her side as red as blood, like a ghost in hell, unfathomable, like a fire.

"Lin Luo, what about the letter?" She stood in front of Lin Luo, her eyes red.

Lin Luo's eyes trembled slightly, stared at her cheeks, swallowed his saliva, and pulled her to turn around and walk into the tent. Walking to the table, she picked up the slightly crumpled letter on the table and slowly handed it to her.

Tang Guxi's eyes were immediately overflowing with tears, but she couldn't bear to fall down, stretched out her hand, and trembled and touched the edge of the paper. But in an instant, the letter paper seemed to turn into a scorching coal, with flames, with heat, with a sizzling sound, so hot that people dared not touch it.

Lin Luo kept clutching the letter paper, looking down at her trembling fingertips, swaying and messy like candles. She didn't say a word, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

In the end, Tang Guxi took the letter paper, and as the paper approached in front of her, the tears in her eyes finally fell again, like the size of a bean. In the black and white words in his hand, Zou Li's tone was plain and sad, the handwriting was clear and powerful, telling the things before and after, the words were like needles, and every sentence became a sword, piercing her heart.

The last line: Si people have gone, don't hurt yourself, for the old teacher, the mind is cold. The road ahead is long, and in the light of the morning light, you must not turn back and walk on the ice, and you will hate and feel sorry for yourself. I hope to forget it as soon as possible, and the rest of my life can be expected. Since then, there has been no further circular, and I hope you understand.

Shi Zou Li, Hand Order.

Tears fell on the letter paper one by one, and soon the letter was soaked and the ink stains were blurred. She clutched the tissue paper in her hand, her palms were slightly sweaty, and she grasped the candlestick next to her with one hand, and the leaping flames passed through her fingers, but she was completely unconscious, and her body slowly bent down.

Lin Xun saw it and hurriedly snatched the candlestick from the table so that her fingers would not be burned.

Tang Guxi sat on the ground, his body half lying on the board, tears falling like rain. She put her arms on the table, and her hands touched the letter paper in front of her eyes again, but her eyes were closed with tears, her vision was blurred, and the handwriting on the letter could no longer be read.

In the huge tent, the dark places are like paint, and the bright places are like jade. There were several candlesticks erected high on the ground, and although the candles were bright, they were still swaying and shaking, illuminating the figures of the three people scattered and invisible, blurred and illusory. Lin Luo and Lin Xun stood on the left and right, neither of them made any sound, and the dreary atmosphere surrounded the curtains.

Outside the tent, the campfires in the wasteland were exhausted, smoke curling, and the scarlet fire lingered on the burnt wood, glowing faintly with a dying starlight. The soldiers gathered around the fire became fewer and fewer, and gradually they all went into the tents and fell asleep.

Tang Guxi didn't know how long she cried, and when she felt that her tears had flowed out, her body was paralyzed, and she couldn't get up anymore, the tent mouth seemed to break into a person. Lin Luo and Lin Xun both turned their heads and saw Qi Yu walking in, looking at the three of them with sad expressions.

She turned her head, still unable to see Qi Yu's figure clearly, and opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out of her voice. She tried to stand up hard, but at that moment, it suddenly went dark in front of her, and she fainted immediately.