"As long as you don't worry about that woman, stay twenty more days, stay twenty more days."

General Cao can't afford to wait, but he is worried about He Youan, and he is afraid that He Youan will die.

Waiting one more day is one more danger. Especially that day, Wanying burst into tears and woke up the dead He Youan, which General Cao saw with his own eyes.

Wanying doesn't seem to have any feelings for He Youan, desperately lying on He Youan's body crying and mourning, if there is no affection, can she lose her temper like this?

General Cao plucked his throat from the moment He You'an woke up: In case the two of them can't hold it and do something out of the ordinary in Fujian, they don't have to fight, they just wipe their necks and die.

"It's a good day, I'll go out for a walk, you carry these dragon's eyes, and give them to the brothers below."

He Youan didn't want to argue with General Cao about this issue anymore, and was ready to withdraw and leave directly.

"The dragon's eye is for the general's blood replenishment, so the general can keep it for himself."

He You walked handsomely to the hanger, dressed in a pure white coat, heroic and unparalleled.

"Just leave me a few, and divide the rest among the brothers."

Handsome and compassionate, tall and mighty, He You'an has just recovered from a serious illness, and his emaciated face looks more handsome and straight.

"General, there is still moisture here, let's go out at noon."

General Cao is a straight gut, and he blew his beard and glared at He Youan just now, forgetting it all in the blink of an eye, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, just like two people.

"Can't wait, go now."

As soon as General Cao heard this, he knew that he was looking for Wanying, grabbed He You'an, and persuaded him bitterly: "You have been fine for a few days, have people come to see you?" ”

"She's pregnant with a child, and it's not easy to walk, so I'll go see her."

General Cao really wanted to tie He Youan with a rope, but he was a general and a commander, how could he tie up his boss?

"General, can you stop deceiving yourself so much, she clearly doesn't want to see you, so why are you bored?"

He Youan tied the tether of Dayu himself, and said to General Cao: "When you like someone, you will understand my current mood." ”

After He Youan finished speaking, he left directly and did not argue with General Cao.

General Cao watched He You'an walk away and shouted behind his back: "Didn't you say that you don't have any thoughts about her?" How can you say that change has changed? ”

He Youan had already walked out of the Chinese army camp, and Cao Jingjun stood in front of the big tent, frowning and sighing.

"If I liked women, I wouldn't be like you, like a fool."

He You'an walked to the labor camp and stood outside the sparse fence stupidly.

Wanying didn't let him enter the labor camp, and he resolutely didn't take one more step forward.

He Youan looked at the tent where Wanying lived, and the camp prostitutes who came and went, looking at He Youan. At some point, Cui Ying'er silently walked to He You'an's side, plucked up the courage to ask, "General, are you feeling better?" ”

He Youan knew the affection in Cui Ying'er's eyes, so he only glanced at it and moved away.

"Miss Cui, is she okay these days?"

The most embarrassing greeting is: I am thinking about you, but you are worried about her.

Cui Ying'er suppressed the pain in her heart, and replied with a smile: "These days are very good, my body is sinking like a day, but I have eaten more than before. ”

I am worried about your life and death, but you remember her peace.

Cui Ying'er looked up at the tall man in front of him, and the sun set a layer of shining gold on his silhouette. Occasionally, a dazzling golden light shot into Cui Ying'er's eyes, it was so painful, it hurt to drill the heart.

I obviously love you so deeply, but you are obsessed with her......

The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but birds and pond fish.

The pond fish fell in love with the birds, lying on the shore, doting on the birds soaring; But he didn't pay attention, death and suffocation crept closer. a dying pond fish; I'd rather die on a dry shore than go back to the endless water. We can't be together in this life, we can only die and slowly approach you.

The pond fish died, shortening the distance between her and love.

Cui Yinger's heavy love floated in her heart, and she let it flow until it was covered with water.

"If she wants to eat something, you keep an eye on it and tell me back."

Cui Ying'er couldn't bear this heart-eating torment anymore, turned her head, and ran towards Wanying's tent.

"He's all right, come to you, you go!"

Wanying in the tent turned to the last page with "Thirty-six Strategies", listened to Cui Ying'er's words, closed the book, and held it in her hand, it was time to return it.

Wan Ying took the book "Thirty-six Strategies" and walked out of the tent, and the familiar figure was still standing outside the labor camp.

"He really didn't come in anymore, he's so stupid!" Wan Ying walked towards He You'an, laughing at his pedantry in her heart.

He Youan is not pedantic, but humble, and he humbles himself into the dust in front of Wanying. No matter how much he wanted to go inside, as long as Wanying was unwilling, he could only wait outside stupidly.

"How's it going?" "I'm done reading the book."

Both of them spoke and stopped at the same time, both trying to hear each other clearly.

The invariably silent was broken by He You'an, who looked down at Wanying's towering lower abdomen, and said with a dull gaze: "How are you doing?" ”

Wanying handed the book to He You'an, put her hands around her stomach, lowered her head happily and said, "Thank you for the general's care, everything is fine." ”

The two of them are close in front of them, but they are far away. He Youan was shattered by this 'great general'.

Once again, the two fell into an awkward silence. The rays of the sun gradually moved upward, scorching the two in silence in the most intense way.

He Youan should actually turn around and leave at this time, wave his hand at Wanying, and say "cherish" with the brightest smile. But he was reluctant to do so.

"The sun is getting more and more poisonous, the general is recovering from a serious illness, let's go back to the big tent as soon as possible."

Wanying evicted the customer in a tactful way, and she was also afraid that in such an endless silence, she would drown herself.

"Wan ...... Lady, it's cold in the mountains in the morning and evening, add more clothes, don't catch a cold. ”

From 'Wanying' to 'Lady', He Youan spent a life and death before finally changing his tune.

Wanying's heart, which was originally about to leave, suddenly took off her defensive coat, Yingran bowed her head, and was silent.

It's the best way, if you can't be a husband and wife, at least you can be friends. For himself, for the emperor, and for him, it is the best choice.

"Thank you for the general's instructions, the morning and evening will be cold and hot, and the general will also remember to add or subtract."

In mid-autumn, when the weather is fine, it is still hot at noon. The invisible golden light gradually melted the ice wall in Wanying's heart.

He Youan finally ushered in the spring in Wanying's heart, not love, not gratitude, but a friendship between friends and relatives.

The most splendid three-legged stand is that I can sincerely watch you and him hug and love each other.

kissed goodbye to death, He Youan finally understood the truth.

The ultimate state of love is not possession, nor destruction, but when you can't ask for it, you can stand by your lover's side and look at her dotingly to embrace happiness.

A thousand words, the two who are at the end of the road can only greet each other.

Wanying's words were written in tears in the mottled "Thirty-six Strategies".

"General, the slave family is too heavy to stand for a long time, so I will leave first."

General He held the thick book of "Thirty-six Strategies" and turned around silently.

couldn't help but look back, He Youan saw Wanying's indomitable back, watched Wanying enter the tent, held "Thirty-six Strategies" in his heart, and left with joy and loss.

The carefree chirping of forest birds in the mountains gives people the illusion of spring.

A spring and an autumn are separated by a heavy summer, similar but not connected, heaven and earth are like this, all things are like this, and people are the same.

Standing on the high lookout, looking down at the rice ears in the basin in the distance, watching them turn yellow and fragrant day by day, He You'an counted the days of triumph in his heart.

At the end of September, the beginning of October, we can put an end to such a look.

Came out for ten months, won the kill, lost her.

Maybe this is fate, he insists on replacing the emperor in the south, if time can be turned back, he will still choose this way without hesitation.

The love of men and women, the love of brothers, is intertwined with Wanying and the emperor; It was like two daggers Ling Chi He Youan's heart.

He was not worried that the emperor would put him to death, he was sad that when he returned to the capital, even such a simple look would become unattainable.

Sadly gazing across the small river by the camp, He Youan saw a woman squatting by the river with difficulty, the kind of awkward posture because of her pregnant belly, she didn't need to look second to know that it was Wanying.

How did she squat there? What about the maids who serve her? It's so cold, the water is so cold, and her belly is still so big......

He Youan didn't bother to pick up the cloak that had fallen on the ground, and rushed like an arrow to the place where his gaze was lingering.

The gurgling stream and the chirping of birds covered Wanying's difficult washing. Ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and now, they are like fishing in the broken river.

Some grains of rice accidentally leaked out of the rice basin, and Wanying hunched over and stretched out her hand to pick it up.

He Youan grabbed the twisted body and asked distressedly, "What about the maids?" ”

Wanying smiled, pushed away He You'an's hand with one hand, and with rice on the other, Yun said lightly: "Hongfu is dead, Yun Niang is sick." ”

"What about the others? How do you get to do all this menial work? ”

"Rice washing is not a rough job? The general does not need to make a fuss. ”

When Wanying said this, she couldn't figure it out, and she didn't know when it began, who taught her what it means to be truly alive?

I remembered that last year, I washed black rice in the imperial dining room in the palace, and the water at that time was so cold that I could freeze my fingers.

I remember that time, because I fell into the rice basin, I was punished by my father-in-law in the imperial dining room to kneel in the courtyard, and in the tenth winter of the month, my clothes were frozen. At that time, I thought: This is probably the hardest and most difficult time in my life, right?

Thinking of this, Wanying couldn't help but smile, compared to that time, I don't know how many times more embarrassed and suffering now.

Wan Ying's two cracked hands were retracted into her sleeves before He You'an's eyes stood. The grains of rice that stick to the hands fall from the sleeves one by one, and fall on the gray and yellow grass roots, like a tombstone, to pay tribute to the glory of the past.