After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The young man touched his head and shouted to Xie Nanxing: "Xie Nanxing, I have been looking for you for a long time. Have you forgotten me now that you have found your grandmother?"

This call and this question slowly formed a complete memory from the fragments that had been running around in Xie Nanxing's mind these days.

Sweat was pouring down like rain, and tears were falling like rain.

Those memories filled with blood and suffering turned Xie Nanxing's face pale.

He easily stepped over the old lady and helped Xie Nanxing up. His eyes were filled with worry, and his hands that were holding up Xie Nanxing were trembling.

He took out a kettle and fed Xie Nanxing several pills. Only after Xie Nanxing recovered did Han Zhou carry him back to the thatched hut.

Those who used to live in the open air between muddy fields and mountains felt their hearts twitch when they saw Xie Nanxing's residence.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll take you away now. Can you hold on?"

Xie Nanxing nodded: "General, how should I address you now?"

Han Zhou said: "My last name is Zhou."

"Azhou?"

Han Zhou shook his head: "No, it makes you look much older than me. You might as well call me General to look more impressive."

Xie Nanxing smiled, covering the blood jade on his chest that was only an inch away from being taken.

He once lost his memory without telling anyone, but he didn't plan to tell Han Zhou or anyone else.

No, he might tell Shen Jinmo secretly.

That day, Han Zhou was unable to prepare a carriage for the trip south on the mountain road, so he said goodbye to the two extremely kind hunters in the thatched hut, carrying Xie Nanxing, who was too weak to withstand any more bumps.

The two guards who were left behind specially were to take the two old men back to Dingxi County.

In order to reassure the two old men, Han Zhou even found a hill for hunting.

The moonlight was as bright as silver, and everything Xie Nanxing saw overlapped with his memories.

"Is Xiao Gao okay?"

The hand that fell on Xie Nanxing's knee tightened: "Xie Nanxing, you are too good at taking care of people. Others only need two people to lift them, but I, Xiao Gao, need four people to lift them."

The burning tears penetrated Han Zhou's clothes and fell on Han Zhou's neck: "It must be placed backwards. There are so many arrows on his back. It will hurt if it is placed forward."

"Yes, we carried it very carefully."

Xie Nanxing asked again: "Han Zhou, have you seen Zhong Luan?"

Han Zhou nodded: "Yeah."

If Han Zhou saw it, he would be dead.

Xie Nanxing: "Where's Ah Huai?"

Han Zhou: "My arm was broken, my shoulder blade was stabbed, and both legs were stabbed by swords."

Xie Nanxing: "Where's Xiaobai?"

Han Zhou: "Save your life."

Only one life was saved.

……

Xie Nanxing asked every name he remembered.

Most of them died.

Those who are lucky enough to survive will be able to stand up again in the future, but the unlucky ones will have to be disabled for the rest of their lives.

Xie Nanxing could not repay this debt completely.

Those who died or were injured all died or were injured while trying to save Xie Nanxing.

As Xie Nanxing carries the lives of more and more people, he understands more and more everyone he once did not understand well enough.

Shen Jinmo, who used his body as a chess piece and risked his life, Xia Xin, who stood proudly guarding the ancestral hall full of tablets, and Xia Che, who pretended to be crazy and stupid to survive...

For people like them who have been protected by others with their lives, guilt and condemnation are so insignificant.

Too many people died, so many that they would have to pay for their lives in many, many lifetimes.

Before victory comes, their lives never belong to themselves.

The only thing they can do is to step on all flesh and blood, carry the expectations of everyone, and comfort the souls in heaven with victory.

The carriage stopped at the exit, and Han Zhou and Xie Nanxing got in together.

Looking at Xie Nanxing curled up in a blanket, Han Zhou pursed his lips and apologized: "Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry, I'm late again."

Han Zhou was incompetent for not being able to protect Xiao Gao for Xie Nanxing, not being able to keep everyone Xie Nanxing knew for him, and not being able to catch Xie Nanxing when he rolled down the hill.

"The forest is so big, and I have to change routes so many times. We have worked hard to protect so many people."

They all tried hard.

"Xie Nanxing, you are so nice."

"Azhou, thank you very much."

"Thank you on behalf of Shen Jinmo, too."

Touching the blood jade on his chest, Xie Nanxing said, "On behalf of many, many people in the world, thank you General for saving my life."

The person sitting against the wall of the carriage fell into a deep sleep, and between waking up and falling asleep, he developed an extremely high fever.

Chen Luo, who had not seen patients for a long time since she brought Han Zhou back, personally brought a few doctors with her. According to the pulse diagnosis records provided by the doctors and Xie Nanxing's current condition, she revised the prescription several times before writing it out.

As soon as Xia Che, who had returned from the North, entered Luo Garden, the two who didn't want to disturb Chen Luo from treating the little one hired the waiter to wait for Xia Che to come back for Chen Luo.

Bending down and holding the two children in his arms, Xia Che's voice softened inadvertently: "Where did you take my wife?"

Xia Sui'an pointed to the wing room, then looked around nervously and whispered:

"Dad, let me tell you, Uncle Zhou just carried another uncle back."

Xia Suining put her lotus-like hands around Xia Che's neck, her eyes like black glass beads filled with disapproval:

"Brother is wrong. We should call him brother, not uncle."

"Daddy, that brother is really good-looking. Just like what mom said, he is very, very good-looking."

Xia Sui'an stared at Xia Suining seriously for a while: "She's not as pretty as A Niang, and not as pretty as Ningning."

Xia Suining, who was originally planning to argue, touched her own face and nodded rapidly, "Daddy, what my brother said is absolutely right."

He took out the only pine nut candy of the day from the small pocket on his waist and handed it to Xia Sui'an: "Brother speaks sweetly, I want candy."

Xia Sui'an divided the candy into three pieces, thought for a while, and stuffed the largest piece into Xia Che's mouth.

Thinking that the biggest candy in the past was given to Xia Suining, Xia Sui'an added: "Mother said that now that the New Year is over, we are all little adults and we have to learn to take care of Dad."

The sugar wrapped around Xia Che's lips and teeth was tainted with bitterness, but the smile on his face was still warm.

"Thank you, An'an and Ningning. If Dad can make Mom happy tonight, Mom will give you half an extra candy tomorrow."

Xia Sui'an waved her hand: "No, Ningning's teeth will hurt if she eats too much."

Outside the wing, the father and his two sons were discussing the matter of pine nut candy. Although they were all speaking in low voices, the discussion seemed quite intense.

The door was pushed open from the inside, and Aru supported Chen Luo and walked towards Xia Che.

The two people who were held in Xia Che's arms took the initiative to stand beside Aru and returned Xia Che to Chen Luo.

They all knew that their mother was sick and needed a lot of company and love from their father to get better.