Chapter 61 If you leave

The night of the Suiyang military camp in Liangzhou was still a little cool.

The patrol soldiers and horses patrolling back and forth are neatly lined up.

And the sentry posts near and far, like statues, did not move.

When it's warm and cold, people can't help but fall into contemplation and memories.

Yang Ying sat alone on the roof, looking at the lights in the distance and the stars in the sky, silent.

It's his favorite time of day.

He liked the cosy feeling of doing nothing.

"Do you like the sky?"

A voice behind him, warm and soft.

When I looked back, it was Yan who didn't look back.

I don't know why, even though I just met, I feel that the feeling she gives is so familiar.

"No, I like the starry sky......"

Yang Ying continued to look up at the stars shining, and silently said this sentence.

"You know what? Every great person, after death, will turn into a star in the sky. Yan didn't reply, just patted her skirt quietly and sat next to Yang Ying.

Yang Ying didn't reply, just listened to the gentle words attentively.

"Every great person in history, every strong person, and every person with lofty ideals, they have all lived in this world like us, just like we are now, the same dialogue, the same breath, the same look up to the sea of stars."

"And in the end? Have their dreams come true? ”

"Whether their dreams came true or not, they all worked hard to live, burned their lives, and in their respective eras, they radiated a dazzling light, and until after their deaths, they still turned into stars in the sky and continued to illuminate the path of future generations."

"When they were alive, they were all extraordinary people......

"Is that really the case? What do you think is the difference between people? Looks? Stature? Gender? Talent? Knowledge? Or technology? ”

"Probably...... Both, right? ”

"It's not ......" Yan Buhui suddenly became naughty and rubbed Yang Ying's shoulder with her upper arm. It's thoughts. ”

"Thoughts?"

"That's right! Thought. "Yan doesn't look back and looks at the vast sea of stars, her side face, under the illumination of the starlight, is extraordinarily beautiful." What is right and what is wrong, what cannot be done, and what must be done. Ultimately, no matter where a person goes, his every choice will be woven into the person's thoughts. It is the differences in thinking that determine the differences between people. ”

Yang Ying didn't seem to understand too much, but he was sure that at that moment, he saw a seven-colored brilliance flashing in Yan Buhui's eyes.

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At the same time, in the center of the camp, a tall tower towered.

The dome of the roof is out of place with the other buildings around it.

This is the pigeon tower where information is sent and received.

There are three floors up and down, and the defense is tight, and only generals are qualified to enter.

And in front of the pigeon cage, two people stood awkwardly, looking at each other.

Yin Ruxue and Da Xi Bing.

None of them expected that they would meet each other in the dead of night.

And unexpectedly, they all had information from Luoyang, two pigeons, were obediently locked in the same cage.

The two of them stood on the left and the right of the cage door, surprised that they could encounter each other in such a situation.

But in fact, both of them are trying their best to hide their panic.

"Oh...... Ruxue, you also receive letters......" Sister Bing'er, who was more generous with her strength, spoke first.

This is in line with her consistent image in everyone's minds.

"Oh...... Well, it's just a letter from home. Ruxue's heart was full of doubts, but she didn't know how to ask.

"Oh so...... I'm also a coincidence......" Da Xibing felt that such a round was too blunt, but he couldn't think of a better way for a while.

Both of them stood opposite each other, waiting for the other to take it first, silently and without moving, and for a moment they fell into an awkward stalemate.

"Then sister, you go first......" Ruxue said.

"It's all the same, it's still you who came first, you go first......" Sister Bing'er smiled stiffly.

Ruxue had to open the cage first and take out her carrier pigeon, which was a fat and short pigeon raised by herself.

There was only one military pigeon left in the air with its head held high and its majesty high.

Ruxue was very surprised by this: this is obviously a sturdy military pigeon dedicated to transmitting military information, how could it be put in a private box dedicated to transmitting family letters if you don't go to the military classification office on the third floor?

"Then I have a few other things, so I'll go first." While still thinking about it, Sister Bing'er had already put the pigeon that stood out from the crowd into the cage she brought, and turned around to leave.

"Sister Bing'er, please wait a minute!" But he was stopped by Ruxue.

"Anything else?" Da Xibing turned his head and frowned, with an impatient and fierce expression.

"You forgot to close the cage door......"

"Oh......" Da Xibing pushed a bamboo cage with his hand. Thank you......"

At that moment, Ruxue affirmed her sixth sense.

There must be something wrong with Da Xibing!

Because after she heard the words, she put on her signature sweet smile.

Da Xibing can't be an internal ghost, right?

When Ruxue thought of this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

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Under the dim candlelight, Sister Bing'er opened the secret letter:

"First goal, priority, lost.

As for the second goal, the remnant is impossible.

Match the parent and try resetting.

If it is not manageable, it is allowed to be destroyed. ”

Da Xibing put the note he had finished reading into the candlelight.

She feels that the recent "Pole Star" has become more and more vague about herself.

Probably because she lost her stealthy and mobile main strength, her value to the organization declined.

Could it be that the ironclad face that almost took his own life has caused irreversible damage to this shady organization that has lasted for hundreds of years?

If so, then what is sacred! That silver mask!

Da Xibing kept cursing in his heart, thinking that when the day dawned, he would go to Yan Bu to talk about an important task.

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Ahh

Who is scolding me?

Pei Guang sneezed heavily.

Pei Na came up with concern and put her cold little hand on her forehead.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Nana, I'm fine, don't worry! Oh yes, isn't that crow guy back yet? "Pei Guang and Nana have been on standby for a whole morning at the Fuyuan Inn in front of the east gate of Luoyang, and they are bored, so they just ask casually.

"Oh, not yet, when he left, he only settled us, saying that we should be safe to move freely, and there were no special instructions from the side." Nana said as she sorted out her gear.

She plans to take advantage of today to walk around Luoyang City.

Pick up some must-have supplies by the way.

Although the crow had warned her before going out to run errands today, it was only a short stay at the moment, and there was no need to add any heavy and redundant items.

But it just so happened that Nana was uncomfortable and needed to buy something that only girls use.

Luoyang City, where the three of them stayed, is an ancient and magnificent big city.

If the crow knew about these things, he would definitely say that the girl was in trouble, and maybe he wouldn't bring her out in the future.

And the elder brother feels like he doesn't understand things between men and women at all.

I don't happen to have the habit of carrying a maid.

So I had to go out on my own.

Nana found plenty of reasons for her sightseeing in the city.

"You're alone, can you really do it?" But Pei Guang was still a little worried.

"Brother, don't worry! I'm not a child......" Nana had already gathered up and opened the door and stepped out with one foot.

Pei Guang didn't say anything anymore, and continued to keep his head down and look intently at the map left by the crow in front of him.

This is a palace defense, I don't know where Xiao Jue got it, and I don't know what he is planning next.

Nana saw that Pei Guang did not move, and knew that it was acquiescence, so she happily flew out of the crowded inn like a bird.

Walking through the noisy and lively streets of Luoyang City, Nana's heart cheered.

Although it was still a cold February weather, Nana's eyes saw that the sky was clear, like a sunny afternoon in May.

She looked around excitedly, looking for something she could buy as a gift for her brother.

One more day will be the first anniversary of her and Pei Guang's first meeting.

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"When you engage multiple enemies at the same time, attack or defend against the nearest enemy with all your might, and then, regardless of whether you succeed in killing, immediately shift your position and attack the next closest enemy, while keeping an eye on the movements of other enemies and calmly looking for opportunities! Remember to try not to get caught up in a one-to-many disadvantageous situation. ”

Yang Ying walked alone to a small backyard, still silently reviewing the content of Yan Bu's teaching yesterday.

"Weapons that have been taken off or thrown out, don't think about recovering and reusing them in a fight, this simple thought can easily kill you!"

Yang Ying suddenly realized that he had become Sister Bing'er's little junior brother for no reason.

I don't understand why Yan Buhui is always chattering in front of you while doing martial arts training.

It's all about the key character fighting skills that you have to listen to.

It's annoying! Seriously affects concentration! As a direct result, Yan has not won a game yet.

Also, how much do you like to be a gentleman? It feels like you want to pass on your skills to everyone around you.

Yang Ying showed a boring expression and continued to move forward.

I don't know what today's lesson will be.

But far away from the courtyard gate, I heard two familiar people arguing fiercely in the house.

"For such an important task, you would suggest that it be handed over to someone who can forget who you are?" It was Sister Bing'er's voice. For some reason, Yang Ying always felt that her words were full of disdain for herself.

Her tone sounded very questioning, completely inconsistent with the rough-and-dry look she saw on weekdays.

"What the hell are you hiding? What is the relationship between Yang Ying and that organization? Compared with Da Xibing, Yan Buhui's tone was much calmer, but the content of his words was extremely sharp and sharp. He's not just having amnesia, is he? You didn't keep him with just because you liked him, did you? ”

"It's not my fault that he has amnesia! Also, who would like that kid from an unknown origin? ”

"It seems that you have not taken my teachings to heart, and when you lie, you must keep your eyes steadfast and unwavering."

"I don't need to tell you everything, do I? You're not my mother! Da Xibing was a little annoyed.

"I think, as far as I just asked, I'm afraid your mother won't be able to get it out of your mouth!"

"I don't agree anyway! In such a dangerous front-line mission, you have to face complex royal relationships, in case of an accident on the way, what should Yang Ying do? ”

"Of course, give up the mission and give priority to protecting Yang Ying." Yan Buhui said very calmly, as if he deliberately said it to Da Xibing.

"That's imperial power! It must not be as simple as you say! "Da Xibing didn't care about his identity as a junior at all, and shouted loudly." I think it's dangerous, it's not appropriate for Yang Ying to go! ”

"I believe him." Yang Ying was outside the window, only to hear Yan Buhui say the last sentence.

And he quietly left.

From afar, I still heard Da Xibing shouting something, but the content was no longer real.

Yang Ying just knew that they were arguing for themselves.

For some reason, as if his feet were driving his body away, Yang Ying fled unconsciously.

Ay...... Today's exercises, forget it......

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The midnight wind, cold hitting the face.

Yang Ying sat quietly on the eaves alone, watching the white clouds dyeing the glow, the sunset, and watching the crescent moon like a hook and the stars rising.

It's like a nerd who has wasted a whole day here.

The Milky Way is like a street in the sky.

Reflecting on Suiyang Street, the lights are shining brightly.

Hope is like the eaves of a house after a rain, which can always make dreams see the blue sky.

Yang Ying didn't feel sad, but faintly sad.

A plump and round figure, but with a dexterous step that was extremely inconsistent with it, stepped on the dougong and turned up.

"How are you staying here? I didn't practice martial arts today, are you lazy? ”

Da Xibing patted the dust on the hem of his dress, put the straightened part under his buttocks, and sat down on his knees beside Yang Ying.

"No, no...... I just ......" Yang Ying didn't know whether to ask what he had heard during the day, about the quarrel between Sister Bing'er and Master Yan.

The wind passed through the gap between the waists of the two, and Yang Ying realized: It turned out that the girl's body was so cold and soft.

"Do you have anything on your mind? Tell me about it! Da Xibing narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This is the first time that Yang Ying has observed Da Xibing so closely, and suddenly discovered: under the starry sky, it turns out that she was born so beautiful and moving.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly in the wind, the apricot round pupils exuded starry, the long black hair caressed the shoulders, and the round figure revealed the vitality of youth.

"I ...... I always have the same nightmare......" Yang Ying looked at her in distraction, unconsciously confiding in her heart.

"Huh?" Sister Bing'er brushed her sideburns past her ears, her eyes widened curiously, ready to listen to him carefully.

On the contrary, Yang Ying didn't know where to start: "A fire engulfed me, a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at me tightly, and a cold long sword, penetrating my chest......" Yang Ying spoke, and recalled painful memories, only with his right hand, clenching his front placket.

Beneath this piece of fabric, a deep scar covered his left chest and heart.

After hearing this, Da Xibing did not answer immediately.

Yang Ying only saw her lowered eyelids and slightly trembling eyelashes.

"The wind is a little strong, are you cold?" Yang Ying asked with concern, but she didn't know where to put her hands.

"It's not cold, the wind tonight is just very refreshing......" Sister Bing'er propped up her shoulders with her arms and poked her two snow-white thighs out of the eaves and swinged around. She spoke slowly, as if trying to comfort Yang Ying, trying to organize and piece together the language.

Yang Ying felt that she was embarrassed for her, and hurriedly defended: "I know that dreams often come from the heart, although the dreams I repeat are very real, they are absurd after all. Don't care, I just want to say it, maybe it will feel better......"

After hearing this, Da Xibing just nodded silently, but his eyes looked at it intently, gradually shining and dazzling stars.

The moon doesn't know which cloud to hide behind at this time?

"Yang Lang...... I want to call you that in the future, don't you mind? "Sister Bing'er was a little stumbling and wanting to speak.

This is a timid tone that Yang Ying has never heard before.

"Yang Lang...... If one day, I mean, if, you remember some stupid thing I did, would you choose to forgive me? ”

"Huh?" Yang Ying had never seen Sister Bing'er like this, and she didn't understand what she meant in what she said. Just stupidly stared at her face. "I ...... I don't quite understand ......"

"You'll choose to forgive me, won't you?" Da Xibing's expression was sincere and pleading, and her hands also quietly climbed on Yang Ying's chest.

A moment of trance and confusion occupied Yang Ying's entire brain, and before Yang Ying could answer, a cold kiss fell on his lips.

That incomparable feeling, accompanied by softness and fragrance, instantly swept and wrapped Yang Ying's whole body, as if the previous life was all just a dream.

Right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white, existence and non-existence...... All of a sudden, all of a sudden, it doesn't really matter.

It's like a magic spell, freezing time for a moment.

Then, like the leaves of a mimosa closing quickly, Da Xibing disappeared into the quiet night in a blink of an eye.

Yang Ying was left alone, sitting in the same place in a daze, still savoring the lingering fragrance wrapped around his fingertips for a long time.