Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The moonlight sneaked in through the windowsill, playfully sprinkled on Lin Chen, who was sitting on a chair in front of the window.

At this time, he was lonely and dazed looking through the window at the night sky full of stars, his face full of perseverance appeared an extremely sad look, a pair of big black eyes did not have the slightest look, and for some reason he had two lines of tears on his face.

He stared at the poignant autumn night sky like an obsessive child, as if something he was thinking about was on it.

It's been almost a month since I've been here, and I've slowly turned from surprise and fear at the beginning to loneliness and dazedness now. A sense of loneliness that had taken root in Lin Chen's heart, sprouted, and finally grew luxuriant like crazy.

He didn't belong here, he could clearly feel this sense of belonging, he had nothing to do with it, he looked at all the figures around him and sometimes felt as if he was in a dream.

They all said that it was good for him to forget the past, but he didn't want to forget it like that, because the blood flowing in his body told him that he couldn't just forget it.

He had forgotten the woman's name, and so had the woman's appearance, and no matter what he thought, it didn't help. It was painful for him, he just remembered that he had loved a woman, a beautiful woman, but he couldn't remember the name or appearance of that woman anyway. Since the beginning of this month, the shadows of two people have appeared again and again in every dream he has seen.

The heart-rending wail of the woman holding him echoed in his memory again and again, and every time he dreamed of her, he could feel the tears fall like rolling beads. In dream after dream, the woman's heart-rending wails finally turned into a pool of blood, a large pool of blood that could drown his entire world, and at that time he was like a lonely ghost with his hands clenched and curled up in a ball, and the overwhelming fear came to him.

The little girl's desperate eyes woke him up in the middle of the night every time, when he felt the cold wind of the autumn night wrap around him like a needle in the heart. Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he felt extremely lonely and hopeless, and the anger and sadness of life made him feel like a mad dog in hysteria. He was afraid that when he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, he was afraid that his brain would recall the little girl's desperate look. At that time, he always said the words that had been repeated tens of millions of times in the depths of his heart again and again - wait for me to come back. Every time he finished speaking, tears would roll down the floor.

There was always a woman standing quietly beside him in countless dark nights that frightened him, and a familiar children's song would echo in his ears at that time, and only then could he feel fear and despair being gently pulled away like silk. He knew that this woman's name was Ning Qingcheng, and he didn't know why she was so good to him, but he felt that he was very familiar with her.

Lin Chen's desperate eyes were still looking at the poignant night sky, the shouting in Jinling City also quieted down, the sound of insects and birds that were restless and lonely was far away, and there was silence all around at this time.

Time flows silently, taking away the annual rings and taking away the breath of life, leaving the scars of the years.

A voice, a hint of consciousness, a belief, at this moment it was like a poison that eroded his entire mind through the blood circulation.

He wanted to forget about it!

Once this consciousness starts, it can't be stopped, it's like a strong poison that makes it impossible to get rid of the entanglement.

He picked up the flask and poured himself a large gulp.

"Are you so willing to fall? Don't you want to think about the past? Do you know that there is a poor little girl waiting for her brother to go back in Shangjing, there are 200,000 soldiers waiting for you to go back in Liaodong, there are 800,000 ghosts waiting for you to avenge them in the three counties of Tongling, Qingyang and Muyang, and there is a poor woman waiting for you to take her home in Luoyang in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Ning Qingcheng said in a hoarse voice to the decadent man in front of him.

She didn't tell him, she had also waited for him for ten years, whether it was when he was in high spirits before, or whether he knew whether he would live or die later, she had spent her best time waiting for him for a whole ten years.

He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and she looked at his back quietly, as if she had seen him for the first time.

Ten years ago

The gray sky was full of dark clouds, and the people were out of breath, and there were very few pedestrians on the streets of Shangjing today, "Maybe it's going to rain" Ning Tingcheng thought in his heart, and quickened his pace, but he didn't expect that halfway through, a small white flower actually floated down from the sky, Ning Tingcheng stretched out his hand to pick it up, and the small white flower melted in the palm of his hand in an instant, "This is, snow?" Ning Qingcheng muttered to herself, she raised her head, trying to take a closer look at the white and flawless, delicate and ethereal white flower.

The snow, falling more and more, in this forever warm as spring, fragrant in the capital city, has never seen such a big snow, at this time the sky has just been bright, just a few pedestrians, but at this moment because of the sudden snowfall, are in a hurry to return home, thinking that the people here can not withstand the sudden cold, Bian Sai stretched out his hand to the sky, want to be closer to these snowflakes, goose feathers and snow are blowing, Ning Chengcheng's heart seems to be very happy, this snow seems to take away the gloom in her heart, her fingertips touch the cold snowflakes, A little, a biting feeling, but it was like a flame that melted the ice in my heart. She couldn't help but turn in circles, she wished she could be lighter, so that she could be like snowflakes, flying with the wind, she raised her head and looked at the gray sky, thinking about how the gray sky could fall so white snowflakes......

The snow kept falling, Ning Qingcheng kept raising her head and slowly turning around, this cold and freezing snow day, as if it was a dream that set her free, gradually she lost her direction, and stumbled dizzily, feeling that she was going to be planted in the snow in the next second......

Unexpectedly, when he fell, it was not a cold feeling, but soft, very warm, Ning Tingcheng looked at the person in front of him, only felt dizzy, he couldn't see it really, so he had to stretch out his hand and put it on the person's face, so that his face would no longer shake, I don't know how long it took, Ning Tingcheng finally saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, a very ordinary face, but such an ordinary face has a pair of beautiful eyes, like a shining star in the sky, especially at this moment, I want to be the moon in the sky, crooked, full of smiles. For example, Tao Yuanming's poem in "Leisure Fu" says, "Instant beauty is in the eyes, and words and smiles are not distinguished". Ning Tingcheng suddenly reacted that his hand was still on the other party's face, and his hand retracted as if it was burned, and then hurriedly withdrew from this person's arms, and said with a red face, "I didn't mean it just now, it's just too dizzy, don't mind Wanggongzi"

"It's okay" The man still smiled lightly and looked at Ning Chengcheng.

Ning Qingcheng's heart was like beating a drum at the moment, she didn't stop jumping, she didn't say a word to that person again, she fled from that place as if flying, she didn't even have time to see the other party's height and body shape, and she was dressed. Before meeting this person, she had seen many handsome talents, but she had never felt like this today......

This encounter, as if it was fate, she knew that she would not forget him in this life, and then she worshiped the nuclear school palace as a woman for him, she was fifteen that year, and he was fifteen, and that year she happily called him senior brother, and he always responded to her with a smile.

"Senior Brother" Ning Qingcheng suddenly blurted out, and then wiped away the tears on his face in a panic with both hands.

The moonlight was still playfully scattered on Lin Chen's sturdy body, and his eyes suddenly became extremely bright after this thunder, and he opened his eyes to look at the vast and boundless universe.

"Allure ......"

Suddenly the silence of the night sky was broken by a hoarse voice, which seemed a little bleak in the silent night, like a ghost crawling out of a grave, and at this moment he awoke.

"My name is Lin Chen"

After the laughter, Fang Liyan muttered to himself.

"My name is Lin Chen, and I am Lin Chen, the general of the defeated army"

Suddenly, an angry voice tore through the air and reverberated through the atmosphere in the air of Jinling.

……

In the shadows not far from Lin Chen, a burly man turned to leave, but the man's hands seemed to be wiping something on his face.