monster song

At this early morning, in Zichang's tent, the person had already changed into clean clothes. She was leaning against the wooden cabinet, sitting on the mat with her left leg bent, her hands hanging limply at her sides, her long black hair falling on her thin shoulders, Head, eyes looking blankly ahead.The shouts of soldiers training outside the account could not disturb her, just like a rotten wood immersed in endless thoughts.

"Miss..." The curtain was lifted, and the man walked in slowly, then sat gently beside her lap, his eyes glanced at her brows, and his tone was gentle: "Miss... I have asked the doctor to decoct the medicine... wait The medicine is ready, and Zichang is bringing it for you, don't worry, just recuperate here."

"Yu'er..." The man looked at her slowly, with a soft tone, a smile on his lips, but his eyes were still melancholy.

"Huh?..." Zichang looked at her, and when he saw her smile, he also felt relieved and scratched his head.

"Call me... Yu'er..." She said weakly, her dark green eyes trembling slightly, which made people feel pity.

When Zichang heard this, he felt even happier, and finally let go of his defenses, and felt closer to her, so his voice became more gentle: "Okay... Yuer..." He called tentatively, his eyes involuntarily Looking at her, his eyes swept over her neckline again.

However, her eyes were deep, and the smile on her mouth was light but tender. She seemed to have no disgust, and her heart trembled unconsciously.

Looking at her so obsessively, in this turbid military camp, that person is like a pool of clear water, washing away all the troubles in his heart...

"My lord, my lord, the medicine is ready." Someone shouted outside the account, which interrupted Zichang's thoughts. He quickly stood up, looked back at her, saw that she was looking at him, and couldn't hide his heart. joy.

He opened the tent and took the medicine bowl, and walked slowly while stirring with a spoon while blowing gently, hot air mixed with a little bitterness swirled inside the tent.

He came to her side and squatted down, gently scooped up a spoonful of soup medicine, and moved it to her lips very lightly.

However, the man raised his eyes slightly to look at him, his eyelashes flickering, his breath was warm, his slender fingers lightly brushed the back of his hand, slowly holding the spoon, the corners of his mouth naturally turned up and his vermilion lips parted slightly, and his voice was soft: "Take it yourself... ...," said a trace of desolation flashed in his eyes, "that's all right..."

However, that person was too close to her, so she couldn't help but be fascinated by it. Her cheeks were cool, her eyes bright and her teeth bright, like a graceful woman walking out of an ink painting. Her brows were slightly wrinkled by the pain of medicine, but her lips were even more moist and soft.

After drinking the decoction, Zichang came back to his senses and put the utensils on the table next to him. Although he didn't want to leave, but he still had things to do, he turned to her and said, "... and rest well, and come back at night." Look at you, when the time comes, I will blow the xun for you..." After speaking, he got up and left the tent with some reluctance.

But Yu'er looked at the back of him leaving, with a hint of self-mockery on her lips.

The entanglement between Mo Xue and Cui Jian flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel hard to hide.

I have never felt that the time is so long. Zeng Jin lived for her, and what is the purpose of living now? Looking at the white camp cloth in front of him, the sun shone through it and it was very dazzling, but the man still looked at it blankly. , all reason disappeared under Mo Xue's ruthlessness...

At this moment, he looks like a walking dead, even smiling without a smile...

I didn't move a step, and the sun finally tilted slowly, and the shadow of the wooden table in the tent moved secretly from left to right. I never felt so empty and lonely, but Yu Nian had to slowly accept this kind of loneliness.

It wasn't until it was dark inside the tent, and the flames flickered outside, that the man's shadow was finally reflected on the curtain.He gently opened the curtain and still had the gentle smile on his mouth, but it seemed that he was too busy during the day, his cheeks were a little dusty, and his clothes were not as clean as before.

Yu'er turned his head to look, evoking a wry smile.

The bonfire outside the tent reflected on her face through the tent cloth, but it was not warm but rather cold.

Zichang saw her so depressed, so he walked over slowly and took her hand, stroking her cold and soft palm with his fingers.

"Let's go outside the tent to admire the moon, and I'll blow the xun for you..." He met her eyes as he spoke, but affection flashed in his eyes.

Seeing such eyes, if I used to, I would definitely keep my distance, but I don't know when I started to long for this kind of eyes.

The man didn't care whether Yu'er agreed or not, he picked her up from the mat, and kept his eyes on her cheek quietly.

And she stared at his eyes for a while, stretched out her hands to hug his neck, her clothes were messy, and she leaned back slightly, revealing a happy smile, but a drop of cold tears in her dark green pupils wetted her black hair over the ear...

Mo Xue...Mo Xue...it's not Zichang that reverberates in her heart...

Zichang didn't notice, seeing her smiling happily, he carried her out of the tent.

The bright moon hangs high outside the tent, and one can see one camp after another at a glance, but there is an open space not far away, and a bonfire is set up on the open space.

He hugged Yu'er, walked towards the bonfire, got to the side, and gently put her down.

Then he looked into her eyes, took out a delicate six-hole pottery xun from his bosom, and sat cross-legged on the sand, flexibly and proficiently.

The Xun music is deep, like the sound of the beginning of autumn. In this desert, the night is long, and the cool breeze exudes a trace of sadness...

The person listened, and slowly sat on the ground, the white clothes were a little weak against her body, her eyes were staring at the bonfire, as if the person in the fire was swaying in red, and there were tenderness in the eyes of that person.

A gust of cold wind blew through the hair, as if the person had come, looking up slightly, only to see the icy coldness of the whitish crescent moon...

Unconsciously, the smile on his face was full of self-deprecating, so he gently leaned on Zichang's shoulder... You are so promiscuous, but what is it like to be promiscuous, whether it is the greed of overeating, or the endless lust/desire.I just feel ridiculous in my heart.

However, the man felt the warmth of his neck and turned his head slightly. Seeing her cold cheek leaning against him, he straightened his back even more, blowing the xun and his eyes were gentle.

Just snuggling up like this, the song ended, but the memories continued, she fell into his arms weakly, lying sideways on his lapped legs...

However, the man put down the xun and looked down at her, only to find that her eyes were filled with endless thoughts, which was deep and painful.

Your eyes are a little lonely, who are you so depressed because of missing, you gently stroked her cold cheek with your hand, and stared at her.

"Who are you thinking about..." He asked softly.

However, the man was still looking at the bonfire, with a sad smile on his face, and his tone was weak: "Mo Xue..."

"What..." Zichang visibly trembled, but he calmed down, his expression became more serious, "But did she hurt you?"

I don't know when, there are a lot of soldiers around, it seems that they are all because of Xun Le.

The crowd interrupted their conversation.

"My lord! The Xun music you play is so nice, can you play another song?"

One of the soldiers sat down beside him while talking with a face full of surprise, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the woman in white in the arms of the lord.

There are usually accompanying battalions/prostitutes in the military camp, but this is the first time I have seen such a fascinating person, and it is difficult to describe in words. If I have to say it, it is both demon and fairy, like a ghost, but she is lying on the lap of an adult like this. On the road, even being stared at by others is not frightening... Unknowingly, he squinted his eyes.

The other soldiers also cast their gazes, so they all sat down slowly on the ground, whispering to each other while watching the man in their arms talking.

Seeing that they were paying too much attention to Yu'er, Zichang coughed lightly, with a serious expression on his face: "This is my confidante, don't talk about it any more."

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately sat upright, thinking that Zichang had some status in the barracks, and the soldiers respected him very much.

But at this moment... the sound of calm and powerful footsteps was getting closer.

Before seeing him, he could already hear his bold laughter, full of aura.

"Hahahahaha! Zichang is in a good mood today, so why not play another song [Beauty Drunk]..."

Looking in the direction of the sound, the man was tall and mighty, with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, walking slowly and standing opposite Zichang, separated by the bonfire.

"General!" The surrounding soldiers immediately stood up.

"Haha, no need, sit down." The man said and waved his hand, and the soldiers sat down one after another with smiles on their faces.

"General..." Ran Zichang seemed to have a special relationship with him, he just nodded before getting up.

"Ha..." The man seemed to want to say something more, but his eyes passed through the bonfire and swept Zichang's cheek, but he was involuntarily attracted by the person in his arms...

Unknowingly, he opened his mouth, his expression became dull, and he stared at him obsessively.

However, Yu'er slightly raised her eyes, the flames imprinted her clear eyes, she smiled at him, and gently played with the black hair that slid down from Zichang's legs with the tip of her right finger.

Occasionally, when his fingertips brushed the side of the man's leg, he would tremble slightly, a little shy.

"This... this is..." the general murmured without moving his eyes.

Ran Zichang frowned slightly, the general seemed to care too much about his son, he unconsciously took a deep breath, and held Yu'er's restless right hand: "Er... let me introduce, this is General Wang Ziyi, and this It's me." Speaking of which, he looked down at her and saw that she was looking at him, and his voice was gentle, "...it's my confidante... Yuer..."

While she listened, she seemed to be immersed in memories, her eyes looked into his eyes, as if she was looking at Mo Xue.

"A confidante...a bosom friend?" General Wang nodded with a smile, "Brother Zichang is so lucky..." With a long tone, her eyes were still looking at Yu'er. In the flames, she was charming even though she didn't mean it. The longing for sex/lust coming from the bones.

I don't know if it was too hot, but the general was a little hot, so he opened his collar to reveal his strong chest.

And Yu'er looked at him, his eyes were cold and he didn't avoid it, he rubbed his reddish cheek against the side of Zichang's leg, smiled tenderly, and didn't care that the soldiers next to him looked at him like a wolf.My mind is full of that person's cold eyes, warm and moist lips, fair neck and attractive collarbone...

But Zichang lowered his head and looked at her anxiously. When he saw this person's clear eyes for the first time, he was a little frivolous at this moment... He looked more like a prostitute, and was a little shocked, but he looked at the general for a moment and saw that he was breathing rapidly. , It seems that he is uneasy and kind to his son.

Then he slowly got up and helped her stand up, and put her into his arms again, seeing a flash of vigilance in the general's eyes: "General, it's getting late, I'll send Yu'er back to rest."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to take her away.

"Wait a minute..." Then the general behind him said with a smile, his eyes glinting over her back, "I don't know where Zichang wants the girl to sleep? Could it be your own tent, haha."

"This..." Zichang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Haha, let me tell you, even if it's a confidante, it's not suitable for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same room, right? Why don't I ask someone to build another camp." The general said, turning to look at the soldiers next to him: "Hey! I'll go back soon Set up a tent, and Zichang’s friends are my friends, hahaha.” Smiling, he patted his chest, walked to the side of the two, glanced at her eyebrows, but looked at the neckline restlessly.

Zichang disagreed in his heart, but he couldn't refute, so he deliberately turned around to keep Yu'er away from him: "Okay... listen to you."

However, Yu'er raised her face and looked at Zichang, not knowing what to think, with a sad expression on her face, and for a moment she limply leaned against his chest, clutching his waistband with both hands.

There is a faint smile on the lips.

Without you being involved, there is no meaning of living, so, just like you are in love, letting your emotions and desires go wild, anyway... you leave resolutely, and you don't care about Yu'er like this...

Mo Xue... If one day I meet you again, and you see Yu'er is promiscuous and helpless, it will be all because of you.

In the endless desert, under the waning moon, the two stood one after the other on the high sand dunes, looking down at the vast white military camp in the distance.

However, the man's hands turned white, and he watched quietly.

"It's so far away, can you see it?" Cui Jian snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter if you see it or you don't see it, but it must be here." Mo Xue said, her eyes felt a little sore after staring for too long, so she rubbed her brows.

"Hmph, hahahaha, it makes sense," Cui Jian raised his head and laughed, "It makes sense, it makes sense!"

However, my heart is full of sourness, what is the reason?I don't want to see that person and I miss him so much, so cruel!But I want to fight for that person!

"Are you just...afraid that person will die?" Cui Jian tried to calm down after a while, but his voice was still mocking.

But Mo Xue didn't speak, turned around and walked down the sand dunes, feeling weak and sad, what I fear is that I won't be able to meet her again in the next life...

In the middle of the night, Zichang returned to his tent and sat on the mat, wondering whether the man would not sleep well if he was alone in other tents.

Those eyes were originally clear, but now they are full of misery, the whole person seems to have lost his soul, alive but powerless... The desire to protect spontaneously arises, and suddenly I want to hug that person's shoulders, ask her carefully, talk to her carefully .

Unconsciously, he walked outside the account. He looked at Mingyue. It was the tense moment before the battle, but the man was influenced by his son and daughter's affair. He shook his head with a smile, but he clenched his fist for a while and went to see her. , It's ridiculous to be so tweaked.

So he raised his head and chest, striding forward, shuttling through the barracks.

Many soldiers had gradually fallen asleep. At this time, only the patrol soldiers were still on watch, and the camp was much quieter.

"Hahahaha~~~Girl... Good wine power, good wine power~~" At this time, a tent in the distance was relatively wide around, and the tent was illuminated by the bright candlelight inside, and a man's vaguely lewd/promiscuous voice came out.

And the other voice was cold and tender, smiling and sad.

Zichang stood outside the account, his eyes trembling non-stop!This... This is Yu'er's tent, so he stepped forward and quickly opened the curtain.

The smell of alcohol makes people dizzy, but there are candles burning inside. On a mahogany table, General Wang is lying on it with his chest open, one foot on the ground, one leg arched, holding the wine jar in his right hand, and the wine is spilled. All over the floor, the brocade belt around his waist had been undone, and it was dangling on the edge of the desk. His face was flushed, and his eyes were hot and blurred.

And the other person has an enchanting figure, white lotus root arms supporting the wooden table, the neckline of his jacket is slightly open, his eyes are slightly open, with autumn water in his eyes, a faint smile on his lips, black hair is messy, falling on his chest, soft as silk, right Kneeling on the table between his legs with slender legs, her left foot is as white as frost and snow gently tiptoeing on the ground, without shoes, her soft body is wrapped in white clothes, her shoulders are bowed and her waist is bent...

"Yu'er!" Zichang hurried over, grabbing her wrist and dragging down the wooden case.

However, the man leaned lightly on his chest but looked at the general and smiled absent-mindedly...

"Zi...Zichang..." Seeing him rushing over, the general staggered to his feet, threw the wine jar aside and made a cracking sound, "Zichang...hahaha, look at me , I just wanted to drink and chat with her, how could it be like this."

As he spoke, his eyes still wandered over Yu'er, with a lewd/smile on his face, and he didn't take Zichang seriously in his heart.

"!" Zichang gritted his teeth, but he dared not speak out. In this military camp, Wang Ziyi was more authoritative than him.

"General Wang! It's already dark, please go back first." Zichang said, Yu'er was behind him, but the man laughed at the corner of his mouth.

The general listened, chuckled, looked past Zichang to look at Yu'er, nodded to her, and then slowly left.

As soon as that person left, he turned around in a hurry, put her in his arms and hugged her tightly...

And she was also very cooperative, wrapping her hands around his neck, but whispered in her ear a little hoarsely: "Don't be emotional with your son, Yu'er is ruthless." Her tone was a bit self-deprecating.

The man was taken aback when he heard...

In the tent, there is a red table, a wooden chair, a stack of mats, and a few candles. It is quiet, but the tent is full of alcohol.

After a while, he wanted to say something, but the man blocked his lips with his fingers.

The tone was lonely and cool: "The night is cold in the desert, Zichang... let's go back and rest too..."

"..." Then he looked at Yu'er holding her palm with his hand, "Tell me...", looking into her eyes, "Why... so lonely..."

However, the man pushed him away gently, stepped back, and bumped into the edge of the desk after a while...

Sitting on the ground weakly along the table, "Lonely?..." With a sneer, the red clothes and white clothes fluttered with the wind in his eyes, "I'm not lonely..."

I just want to degenerate, and I want to test the true feelings of that person!Will you regret it after seeing Yu Er like this!Will there be a little distress!

However, she didn't say these words, but a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, and Zichang still caught her.

"Yu'er..." He squatted down as he said, "If you are lonely, Zichang will accompany you. When the war is over, I..." He paused for a while, his ears were a little red but his eyes were looking straight at her , "I will marry you..."

However, when the man heard it, tears came to his eyes, and he smiled tremblingly: "Marry me? Hahaha...Zichang, are you crazy? Can't you see that Yu'er is shameless? How long have you known me?! " She leaned over and grabbed Zichang's collar, and didn't care whether she was under the fence, "How well do you know me...my nature is like this...I'm heartless and ungrateful!"

However, he didn't speak or move, but just looked at Yu'er in a daze, his eyes trembling.

"Zichang has five out of [-]. He has met many women. I have also been to a brothel! But you... are different..." His tone was serious.

"Of course I will kill you." Somewhat bluntly.

"Why did you kill me..." Puzzled and stubborn.

"Because that person will come to find Yu'er..." Some stubborn, some choked up.

"Who is that person!" At this point, he tightly grasped her shoulders with both hands.

But the man bowed his head and remained silent...felt that he was very scary, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, anyway...I'm already dead...what can I do if I am shameless...

"The person who can hurt you so far! How could he find you!"

After you left, I mistakenly thought that I could forget you, and also mistakenly thought that I could regain my self-esteem, but it was all self-deception. I lived like years, already rotten, but I just waited for you to call me, call Yuer...

I also have no trust in you anymore, I am really obsessed, so obsessed that you have never been heartless, only in this way can I survive...

In fact, who doesn't know, you don't care at all, and I just want to make desires logical, so as to comfort people's hearts.

The author has something to say:

Mo Xue is already a morbid obsession, but I like all the characters I write.

Whether Yu Er is so sick or crazy, whether Mo Xue is so ruthless or cold, I like them all.

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In addition, it is estimated that after four or five chapters, the two will be able to truly reunite, and it will not be so hard anymore.