"Jinjie, are you happy?"

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"Jinjie, are you lonely?"

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"Jinjie, do you think your current life is meaningful?"

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"Jinjie ......"

"There has never been a right answer to this kind of question since the wisdom of mankind, right?"

"Jinjie, why can you still have enthusiasm, you can also have motivation, you can't get rewarded for what you pay, the sincerity you hand over, has been trampled on repeatedly, a piece of sincerity, always hurt, why do you still want to be like no one, in every life, you can live happily and happily, there is no shadow at all."

"God, you're idle, you have nothing to do, you want to discuss your attitude towards life and find Xiao Rong, this is suitable for him, what does it have to do with me, I'm just completing the project." What sincerity, what sincerity, pay attention to what you say in the future, people who don't know, still think I'm a 10,000-year-old unlucky person. ”

"Among the classmates, your story is the most boring and boring, how much spare time do you think I have to take care of you, it's just that you are dying, so I want to know how you felt before you died."

"What, I'm going to die."

"yes, you'll be dead in a few days, don't you know?"

"You talk nonsense!"

The door was slammed open, and a person rushed to the wind like a person, and in the dark, before anyone arrived, the bright blade was already unsheathed: "General, what's wrong." In the awe-inspiring shouting, there was a little concern, a little nervousness.

"It's okay, it's okay." A slightly lazy voice, vaguely dazed, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I was out there just now, and I heard the general shouting, 'You are talking nonsense,' and rushed in." The voice in the darkness carries the enthusiasm and care that is characteristic of a teenager.

Feng Jinjie smiled: "So that's the case, probably because I was too excited in my dream and called out." ”

"Dreams?"

Feng Jinjie lazily sat up on the bed: "I just dreamed that a bastard pointed at my nose and said that I was going to die soon. ”

"What bastard would say something like that." The steel knife that had just been unsheathed was brushed out again.

"It's just a dream, the guy in the dream ......" Feng Jinjie thought for a moment before saying, "In our opinion, well, it can be regarded as a boring fairy with a bit of magical powers, but he doesn't know how to learn." ”

The guard was silent for a moment before he smiled and said: "General, don't worry, dreams are all reversed, and if you say so in your dreams, you will definitely be able to live a long life to old age." ”

"Okay, knife, I'll leave it to you." Feng Jinjie laughed softly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "What if the dream is real?" ”

The knife jumped up in the dark: "General, you are a hero of a hundred battles, and you don't believe in fate, but we have a head in the barracks, so let's be taboo, tomorrow we have to go out to fight, I can't say this, I spit out twice, but I didn't say it." ”

Feng Jinjie couldn't help laughing: "You kid, you really spoil me, and I'm becoming more and more lawless." Okay, okay, don't touch the fire knife and flint, when I'm a little girl, I have a nightmare, do I have to light a candle and stay by the side for the night. Let's go out and keep vigil. ”

"Yes." The knife answered, footsteps sounded, walked to the door, stopped, and shouted: "General, don't take anything in your dream seriously." ”

Feng Jinjie didn't know whether to laugh or annoy, and scolded: "Get out of here, remember to fix the door for me tomorrow." ”

The knife giggled twice and stepped out the door.

However, Feng Jinjie did not lie down and continue dreaming, he just leaned his back against the head of the bed, and sat for a long time without saying a word, in the darkness, his eyes were quietly staring ahead, but his eyes seemed to penetrate all things in heaven and earth, and cast themselves somewhere in the universe.

After a long, long time, he stood up gently, took a long robe in his hand, draped it over his body, and strolled out.

Stepping out of the door, the soldier who was keeping vigil for him had already shouted softly: "General." ”

Feng Jinjie waved his hand casually: "Keep it guarded, I'm fine, I'm already awake anyway, so I'll go out for a walk." ”

He didn't look back at the young man's slightly worried face, and walked forward.

The night of the border city was surprisingly quiet, and between heaven and earth, there was only the sound of the night patrol soldiers' uniform footsteps.

At night, there is always a curfew, so the road is extremely empty.

Feng Jinjie walked alone, and everywhere he passed, the soldiers who kept vigil all raised their blades and stood solemnly, and their eyes were full of loyalty and admiration.

And he just smiled and nodded all the way, slowly walked to the city tower, looking into the distance, the dark and gloomy end, it seemed that there was no end to the Hanhai desert. Looking up at the sky, the moon at the border is always bleak and deserted compared to other places.

"Jinjie, it's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" The warm voice is a little caring, and it sounds like a spring breeze into my heart.

Feng Jinjie looked back, smiled, and under the cold moonlight, there was a faint warmth: "You are the same." ”

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This is already the last chapter of the public version of the main text of the legend of Xiaolou. The rest of the public version,Except for the original scrap of the male pet part of Han,It's the same people and wonderful comments written by readers for Xiaolou.。 Among them, the brown and black male pet article is the same person.,It's a waste draft that has completed the original male pet article.。 And the text of Xiaolou continues in the chapter of the post-bread month