Qi Kuo

The outline of the surrounding gradually became clear, Zhao Jun blew out the fire in his hand, and waited for the white candle on the table to light up slowly.

His face was hidden in the candlelight, swaying with the firelight, the expression on his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Chen Ke sat on the bed and took off his clothes expressionlessly. The dried blood stuck the clothes and the wound together. When he took off the clothes, his whole face began to twist in pain.

Zhao Jun turned to look at him, hesitating, as if he didn't dare to say anything.

Chen Ke looked at him, took a deep breath, and said to him, what's wrong?

Zhao Jun dawdled for a long time, and actually forgot what he wanted to say when he saw the injuries on Chen Ke's body. Seeing Chen Ke asking at this time, he could only say, general, general, just now, I'm sorry, I...

Chen Ke raised his hand and waved it, signaling him that it's okay, and said, it's none of your business, if I were you, I might do even more stupid things.

Zhao Jun walked to the bed, looked into Chen Ke's eyes, slowly squatted in front of him, and said word by word, let me help you.

Chen Ke was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

One thought it was just apologetic, but the other used his sincerity.

He said, let me help you.

He agreed.

From then on, even if it is beyond redemption, someone will stand by your side.

Zhao Jun poured a glass of water and handed it to Chen Ke, saying, General, drink some water first, and I will help you later.

Chen Ke took it, and just took a sip of water into his mouth. Before he had time to moisten his entire mouth, Chen Ke swallowed it abruptly.And the cup in his hand rolled down with a rumble.

Chen Ke took a deep breath again, and asked through gritted teeth, how is it going?

Zhao Jun looked at the long wound on Chen Ke's back, and the corners of his eyes were red.He waited until his mood calmed down before replying, fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the remaining medicine should be able to last...

His voice became lower and lower, and finally it was barely audible, and he slowly pulled out a trace of sobs.

Chen Ke heard it, endured the pain in his back, raised his hand to embrace Zhao Jun, stroked the back of Zhao Jun's head slowly, and said, don't cry...

He seemed to think that such a posture was a bit weird, but he soon abandoned this idea, because Zhao Jun started to cry seriously after hearing him say this.

Chen Ke had no choice but to let him hold him, ready to let him cry enough, he raised his hand and stroked Zhao Jun's hair, silently comforting.

The second Zhao Jun was hugged by Chen Ke, he wanted to break free, because he was afraid of pressing Chen Ke's injury, but after he heard what Chen Ke said, for some reason, he couldn't restrain his inner feelings. The scenes of his father dying in front of his eyes in the past came to mind, as well as the countless scars on Chen Ke's body.

He suddenly felt as if his heart was being cut inch by inch with scissors, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He persisted for so long, and when he watched Zhao Wan die, he thought, Zhao Jun, you can't cry, you have to live as he said, what's the use of crying, don't cry.

Later, he slowly hid his grief, telling himself over and over again, don't cry, don't cry no matter what happens, a man bleeds and doesn't shed tears.

He endured it for a long time, so long that he himself thought that this matter was over like this, Zhao Wan's death was nothing, it was just that two people depended on each other to live alone, and it was not a big deal.

Some people once said that he was a wolf-hearted man after seeing his expression of neither sadness nor joy, but he never cared about it. Some things, such as drinking water, know whether they are warm or not.

He never refuted anything, and he didn't feel the need to refute. He never tried to change other people's impression of him.

Possibly self-important, but he genuinely feels that what other people think of him has nothing to do with him.

But this time was different, Chen Ke's soft and helpless comfort seemed to arouse the last softness deep in his heart.

There is always a place worth your cry, it just depends on whether you meet it or not.

Zhao Jun cried for a long time, and fell asleep holding Chen Ke after crying.

Chen Ke was a little helpless, and after pulling Zhao Jun off his body, he slowly put him on the bed.

He wanted to say, how about changing the medicine for me?Immediately, he smiled softly again, and raised his hand to brush away the messy hair on Zhao Jun's forehead, revealing a delicate face.

He walked aside to wring out the towel, and after wiping Zhao Jun's face carefully, he leisurely walked to the table, poured two cups of tea slowly, and said, come out.

The man came out of the darkness and sat opposite Chen Ke without speaking. The mask on his face was printed with candlelight, and he looked at Chen Ke with eyes full of light.

Chen Ke handed him a cup of tea, regardless of whether he had a bad image, looked directly at the person opposite, and said, what's the matter?

He took the tea from Chen Ke's hand, but did not answer his question, saying, Khan Bayin, I have admired him for a long time.

Chen Ke laughed softly, blowing away the tea powder floating on his face, took a sip, his eyebrows twitched, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "I can't afford to be admired for a long time, but you are General Hanba, but you really screwed me up." .

Han Bayin raised his hand to take off his mask, and instead of drinking tea, he just held it and looked at Chen Ke opposite.

Chen Ke was a little cold from the night wind, but it relieved the burning wound on his back.He just sat like this for a few minutes, thinking that Khan Bayin would say something else, but in the end there was nothing.

So he took out the wound medicine he carried with him from one side, and wiped a little on the open wound on his abdomen.He was in so much pain that he wanted to turn his face, but there was still a natural indifference on his face.

Khan Bayin stood up suddenly and approached Chen Ke.

Chen Ke looked up at him, and slowly clenched the dagger at his waist with his hidden hand.

Han Bayin paced behind him, stretched out his hand to press Chen Ke's clenched dagger hand, took the medicine bottle in his hand with the other hand, leaned over and said in his ear, I will help you.

Killing intent suddenly appeared in Chen Ke's eyes, but he was restrained by others, so he had to stiffen his back and let Khan Bayin help him apply the medicine.

The ribbon on Han Bayin's wrist was tugging at Chen Ke's back, he could only pinch his palm constantly, and meditate in his heart, calm down, calm down.

Han Bayin looked at the wound on Chen Ke's back, and said casually, who was that person who rushed over just now?

Chen Ke tensed his back and said, you don't need to know him, there is no threat to you now.

Khan Bayin smiled lightly, his pale fingertips brushed across the skin around Chen Ke's wound, and said, "It's not a threat to me...but not necessarily to you..."

Chen Ke didn't answer him, but looked at the tightly closed door.

After applying the medicine, Khan Bayin didn’t say anything, but left a blue and white porcelain bottle and said, it’s medicine inside, it’s up to you whether you use it or not, but I don’t want you to die here... If you still have a chance, wait for your injury to heal and hit again.

Chen Ke looked at the exquisitely carved porcelain vase on the table, and said without any ups and downs in his voice.

When Zhao Jun woke up again, he saw Chen Ke sitting at the table alone, writing something with a pen.

He walked over, took another candle, lit it, and put it aside. After finishing these, he stood silently and looked at the table without saying a word.

Chen Ke didn't even look at him, just dipped in the ink and said, why did you wake up?Don't sleep anymore?Now it's Yin time.

Zhao Jun still didn't answer his words, but looked down at his toes instead.

Chen Ke was a little funny, and asked him softly, what's wrong?

Zhao Jun still didn't answer, and looked at his toes fixedly, his face was blocked by the long hair hanging down, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Seeing him like this, Chen Ke was not in the mood to write anymore. He put down his pen, walked up to Zhao Jun, raised his hand to press his shoulder, and coaxed him, what's wrong?Had a nightmare?What's the matter?

Zhao Jun still lowered his head. After a long time, when Chen Ke thought he still couldn't speak, Zhao Jun spoke slowly, and he said, General, why are you doing this?

Chen Ke's heart skipped a beat, he thought, could it be that he saw Khan Bayin coming before? !

Zhao Jun didn't wait for him to finish the entanglement in his heart, and went on to say, obviously your injury is still not healed, why did you take that sword for me, obviously you are so weak!

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he cried and yelled at Chen Ke, did you know that I dreamed that you were injured again just now?Obviously you are a general, why did you block the sword for me? !

Later, his voice became much lower, even inaudible. Is it worth it?

Chen Ke was taken aback by his yelling, but finally laughed when he heard it, what nonsense are you talking about?

He stretched out his hand to straighten Zhao Jun's messy hair, and then said, you are my brother, how can I just watch you seek death?

Zhao Jun's face was in a mess from crying, and Chen Ke's hands were covered with tears and snot.Chen Ke didn't dislike it, so he wiped himself, then wiped Zhao Jun's face with his sleeves, and said, well, I will do something for you, that's my willingness, if I don't treat you as Brother, I don't care about you, will I block it for you?You have to think ahead in everything, don't try your best to get into a dead end, in the end you are the one who is annoying, you may misunderstand other people's good intentions, and in the end both sides will suffer, no one can please, but it is easier for others... Huh?

His last voice was tactful, with a touch of pampering. After listening to it, Zhao Jun slowly calmed down and said, when I saw him swinging his sword down at you, I felt very scared...so I rushed over It's gone...I thought you wouldn't get hurt again...I didn't expect I just hugged you...I thought I was going to die...I didn't know you would suddenly turn around with me in your arms...I thought, yeah It’s not that if I hadn’t passed away, you wouldn’t have been so badly injured again… I thought, if I hadn’t passed away, would you be better off… I wondered, if it wasn’t for me, would you be able to avoid this sword ...

After Chen Ke listened, he caught his voice and said bluntly, no.

He said, if you hadn't come over, his sword would definitely kill me.If you hadn't come over and disrupted his attack, then what you're seeing now must be my dead body.If you hadn't come here, I would definitely not be as good as I am now... Zhao Jun, don't belittle yourself, you are good enough, no one deserves your inferiority... Do you understand?

Zhao Jun nodded, and the tears that had already filled his eyes finally dripped down suddenly.

It hit the floor, shattering into the shape of a flower.

When Zhao Jun finally calmed down, he wiped his face indiscriminately, looked up at Chen Ke, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.He said in a hoarse voice, I will help you with the medicine.

Chen Ke raised his eyebrows, turned around and took off his shirt without saying anything.

Chen Ke looked at the wound on his back, and Su Bai's hands tightened his clothes, and the other hand was stained with ointment, and wiped it very lightly on Chen Ke's wound.

The corners of Zhao Jun's eyes were slightly red, and the eyes were bloodshot, with a strange combination of hostility and softness.Then slowly turned into Zhao Jun.

Solitary, cruel, yet gentle.

Chen Ke's body, to him, is like the place where the soul returns to, where it takes root.

Something is gradually being buried.

When Chen Ke took off his clothes, he hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, fortunately, I just washed off the medicine that Han Bayin applied, otherwise I don't know how to explain it now!After a while, he thought again, why should I explain to him if there is no explanation? !What's going on, why am I afraid that he will misunderstand something? !

He suddenly became a little irritable.

Zhao Jun's hand was free on his back, slowly stroking across his back.He suddenly felt restless all over his body, and the experience of taking medicine was completely different from just now...

He felt it was over.

The author has something to say:

For this chapter, I think I’m going to be bald when I write it. I thought about the communication between Han Bayin and Chen Ke in many ways, and deleted many versions of the manuscript. Finally, I decided on this one. This should be the case, and the second is that there will be a comparison in this way.Just like Zhao Jun in front of Chen Ke and Zhao Jun treating others.

The sentence that Khan Bayin said - Khan Bayin, I have admired it for a long time.In fact, the first half of the sentence is to introduce yourself, and the second half is to express his meaning.I originally wanted to expand this sentence a bit, but after deleting, deleting, and modifying it a few times, I still think it is better, and it perfectly fits the image of Khan Bayin in my heart.