no soul

After the dazzling white light, the hustle and bustle of the downtown hit Lin Hong's ears, making him dizzy for a while.

He returned to the present world.

The bazaar was the same as when he left, still immersed in the joy of the great victory and the excitement of the approaching New Year's Eve.

Pedestrians come and go in twos and threes, holding newly purchased food and delicacies in their hands, talking with each other with smiles.

But Lin Hong's mood has fallen to the bottom compared to the morning, his head is roaring, the world around him seems to be separated by a layer of fog, and this world still has nothing to do with him.

He hurried through the market, bumping into a pedestrian before he could say sorry.

Fortunately, Gui Fang was only in the world for a few days, otherwise Lin Hong would really collapse...

Wan Guchuan...

Lin Hong went all the way back to the Changying Escort and went straight to the stables.

Seeing his pale face and hurried footsteps, the bodyguards ignored him and ignored him, so they all looked at him strangely.

Lin Hong took Bao'er's rein and led it towards the gate.

"Report! Is Master Lin Honglin here?" The voice was like a bell, and a soldier turned his horse off at the gate of the escort agency.

"Here—" a bodyguard came to meet him at the door, and when he turned around, Lin Hong came out leading the horse, "This is it."

The soldier looked at Lin Hong, knelt down on one knee, raised the letters, documents and the soldier's name tag above his head, and presented them to Lin Hong, "Master Lin! The general has no relatives, and you are the only relative above military status. Today... ...Today I...I..." The soldier's loud voice began to tremble, and his voice choked...

"I am here to submit an obituary...the general... died in battle..." (Note 1)

There was a "hum" in Lin Hong's head, his breathing stopped, and his heart contracted suddenly like falling into an ice cave.

Chill spread all over the body.

The worst scenario came true.

Wan Guchuan...

This is a dream...

really……

How can it be?

impossible.

Lin Hong looked at the thing that the soldier handed him. The name tag on it clearly read "Wan Su Feng".

This kind of name tag is carried by soldiers on the expedition. If they die on the battlefield, they will be registered in the roster of the dead according to the name tag, and a special person will report the funeral to their relatives registered on the military registration.

Ah……

dead……

How can it be?

Lin Hong could hardly find his own voice, and even his speech became extremely jerky, "Where's the corpse?"

"The general fell off a cliff. We searched for a day and a night at the bottom of the mountain and only found this name tag...the general...with no bones left..." the soldier said with difficulty.

Without saying a word, Lin Hong led Bao'er around the soldiers and walked away step by step.

"Master Lin?" The soldier was still kneeling on the ground with a dazed expression.

"Boss?" The bodyguards also stared blankly at Lin Hong going away.

Taking the things presented by the soldiers with one hand, Tu Hongxue said: "I will accept it for the boss, thank you for your hard work."

He looked at Lin Hong's back and sighed.

Lin Hong felt his head was ringing, he had difficulty breathing, his body was weak, and his hands were shaking.

No bones left?

What a joke.

Lin Hong couldn't believe it...

He doesn't believe...

"General Iron Horse died in battle."

"what?!"

"The notices are posted."

"what?!"

"really?"

"Isn't the battle over?"

"This... the whole country mourns together..."

The passers-by who passed by him looked in disbelief and hurriedly gathered around to look at the notice.

Lin Hong lowered his eyes and was alone, walking towards the city gate against the flow of people.

The morning sun submerged into the clouds, and a golden legend fell.

The sky and the earth are gloomy, panting and screaming, and the snow is pale in mourning.

The sad wind is blowing, and the water of Yinghu Lake is bone-chilling.

Suddenly, the cold rain poured down.

The mountains and rivers are sad.

Lin Hong rode his horse and galloped against the cold rain in the wilderness outside the city, heading south, but he was at a loss.

he is confused...

Where should I find you?

Where can I find you?

Don't you say I'm "with me"?

Where are you……

where……

This place is not a ghost, but reality. Without the black smoke, Wan Guchuan would not be in a dream...

Nothing at all……

The cold rain drenched his cloak, and the water flowed down his skin to wet his clothes, but Lin Hong couldn't feel the cold, his heart was clenched tightly by a huge force, the pain made his entire chest hurt, and he almost stopped breathing.

He had never been so confused.

what should I do?

How to do……

"Lin Hong!"

There was a rush of hooves chasing after him from behind.

Yu Tian also wiped the rain off his face, and called him from behind, "I'll go with you!"

where to go?

Lin Hong wanted to ask her.

Anyone is fine, tell him where to go?

Where can I find him?

where to...

He wants Wan Guchuan to come back.

come back……

Didn't I say not to die...

return……

this is fake...

it's not true...

Flying all the way to the south.

But Lin Hong didn't know which mountain to go down to find him.

The world is huge, and he has lost his way.

Lin Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost on the verge of losing his mind.

"Brother Lin!" A voice pulled him back.

On the opposite side of the horse came a figure galloping on its back. It was Cheng Jinjiu who traveled to the south a few days ago.

"Brother Lin!" Cheng Jinjiu was also drenched by the rain, he was short of breath and emotional, "Come and follow me to see Big Brother Wan!"

Lin Hong turned over and dismounted, his legs and feet were weak, and he could hardly stand still. He walked towards the bamboo house in the mountain in front of him, his heart racing wildly in his chest.

He didn't even dare to push the door too hard, he was afraid that this was a dream, and he was afraid that he would break the dream.

The bamboo house is simple and tidy.

He saw a person lying on the couch.

He walked over gently.

Wan Guchuan...

It is Wan Guchuan.

He just lay there with his eyes closed tightly, his black hair spread out, making his face pale with blood loss.

Lin Hong stopped breathing. He approached a little bit, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched his cheek with his fingertips.

it is true.

Lin Hong couldn't hold on any longer, and the fear and sadness that he realized later burst out of the dike.

Hot tears flowed down his cheeks soaked in cold water, and his whole body was shaking with exhaustion.

He couldn't stand still, and knelt on the edge of the bed, burying his face in Wan Guchuan's neck.

is warm.

Have a pulse.

Lin Hong's heart beat wildly, his breathing became short of breath, and the coagulated blood flowed all over his body again.

Hepu beads are returned, lost and found.

What kind of ecstasy is this.

"Lin Hong!" After Yu Tianyi changed into dry clothes, he stepped in from the door and saw Lin Hong buried on Wan Guchuan's body. He clenched his teeth and rushed forward to grab him, "What are you doing! What is it like! Are you in this relationship?"

"Get up!" Yu Tian also looked at the person on the bed with red eyes, "If you don't want him to die, get out of the way!"

Lin Hong hadn't recovered from his great sorrow and joy, but she was torn away suddenly, his eyes were still glued to Wan Guchuan's body, only then did he realize that there were fine and dense wounds on his neck, and the exposed corner of the white cloth was soaked in blood.

The heart that had just been let go hung up again.

When Yu Tianyi was treating Wan Guchuan's wound, Lin Hong was wet all over, but he stubbornly wanted to watch from the side all the time, his appearance was extremely pitiful.

Yu Tian also got angry again, "You are afraid that I will fail to kill him!"

Lin Hong lost his mind and turned his eyes from Wan Guchuan to her in a daze.

Yu Tian also gritted his teeth, "Forget it!"

Just after the war, Wan Guchuan's body was covered with old and new knife wounds, and he fell into a short tree, and there were fine and dense traces of being scratched by branches, some of which had not yet scabbed and were still oozing blood. Little by little, Lin Hong's heart twitched.

Fortunately, it was not penetrated by thick branches.

His trauma and joint dislocation had been treated by the previous doctor, and Yutian also mainly dealt with his internal injuries, and then applied more effective medicine to the wound.

"Two broken ribs, a bump on the head, the human affairs are over, whether you can wake up or not depends on the destiny." Yu Tian also wiped the blood and ointment on his hands.

Whether I can wake up or not depends on God's will...

Lin Hong's eyelashes trembled, and he reluctantly said to Yu Tian, ​​"Thank you."

"I cured him, so why are you thanking me!" Yu Tianyi slammed her medicine box shut with a bang, "Hurry up and change your clothes! I won't care if I get sick again!"

She found that Lin Hong was just staring at Wan Guchuan, and didn't care about her losing her temper at all. She gritted her teeth and went out without looking back, carrying the medicine box.

In the end, Lin Hong was dragged by Cheng Jinjiu to change into dry clothes.

He was in a hurry to go out, unlike Yu Tianyi who brought his own clothes, he could only change into Cheng Jinjiu's clean clothes.

This thing started two days ago.

Cheng Jinjiu traveled to the south, heard the good news in a small town, and thought that since the war was over, he would go further south to see the people in the war, maybe there is something he can help.

This time, there really is.

That night, as he rode his horse through the forest, there was a loud "click" sound of short trees snapping in front of him.

He went to check, and there was someone lying among the bushes, it was Brother Wan!

"He was seriously injured, and he fell so high that he fell among the short trees so he wouldn't die." Cheng Jinjiu handed Lin Hong a bowl of medicine, "This is the anti-wind and cold medicine that Miss Yu gave you. I'm afraid you will get sick if you get wet in the rain. , drink it."

Cheng Jinjiu sat down on the stool opposite him, "I invited many doctors to treat him, but he didn't wake up. I felt that I couldn't drag it on any longer, so I hurried to find you, whether it's the fish girl or the Leran mountain people. It can save him—I didn’t expect to meet you halfway.”

Lin Hong took a sip of the hot medicine. It was bitter, but the warmth entered his stomach and he felt much better.

Within a day, the mood fluctuated so much that he felt a little weak at the moment, his hands were shaking slightly, and he said to Cheng Jinjiu, "Thank you."

"Hey, you don't need to say thank you, Big Brother Wan also saved my life in Ghost Fangli, it's just a small effort." Cheng Jinjiu poured himself a cup of hot tea.

"I bought these two bamboo houses temporarily nearby. They are a little rough, but they are better than secluded from the world. Brother Wan is seriously injured. Brother Lin and Miss Yu can only make do with it these days." Cheng Jinjiu said, "I have arranged for fish The girl lives alone in another room, we will squeeze together in this room, I live upstairs, you and Brother Wan...uh..."

"I will guard him." Lin Hong said.

"Okay." Cheng Jinjiu understood.

"Thank you." Lin Hong felt that he didn't know what to say other than "thank you".

Cheng Jinjiu waved his hand, "No thanks." He stood up, "It's getting late, go to bed earlier. I'm upstairs, just call me if you need it."

Lin Hong wanted to say "thank you" again, but Cheng Jinjiu had already gone upstairs.

There were only two people left in the room, lying down and sitting down.

It was late at night, and the candlelight in the house was flickering gently.

Lin Hong's eyes turned to the person lying on the bed again.

fall off a cliff.

Why is it falling off a cliff?

It's fine to die by the enemy's sword, so how could it be falling off a cliff?

And it was at the moment of victory in this battle.

Only now did Lin Hong have the energy to think about these things.

Emperor Deming was suspicious by nature...

The world is full of the prestige of "Iron Horse General"...

Master of merit...

Marquis... Marriage...

The marriage letter was ambiguous, only "general" was written...

In this battle, the imperial court does not need Wan Guchuan...

Lin Hong bit his lip.

So Emperor Deming didn't want Princess Changning to marry Wan Guchuan, and didn't think about letting him come back from the border, did he?

The father and son of the Wan family are devoting themselves to him and to Zheng Dynasty without any second thoughts, but in the end they are pawns that he can give up at will in order to stabilize the throne!

Sitting firmly in the bright hall, he pushed the people who fought in the bloody storm to death.

How many vortexes are there in the court...

Does Wan Guchuan know?

Wan Guchuan knew about it, right?

He must know.

But why is it still not guarded?

who is it?

who framed him.

Lin Hong put down the empty medicine bowl, got up and walked towards the bed.

The candlelight is weak, and there is a charcoal fire inside the house, but the bamboo house is not warm, and the house is still a bit cold.

Lin Hong sat by the bed and stared at Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan lay quietly with his eyes closed, and the warm candlelight shone on his face, making his pale complexion a little angry.

Lin Hong suddenly remembered what the soldier said this morning——

"The general has no relatives, and you are the only family member above military status."

unaccompanied...

Lin Hong's heart was throbbing.

That's right, Wan Guchuan has always been alone.

I am full of beauty, never thought that one day my parents will be gone... and Wan Guchuan... has been alone for so many years.

only me...

will be with you.

Lin Hong lay down beside him, tucked into his quilt, lay on his side, and watched him.

I found his hand under the quilt, and my fingers passed through his fingers, interlocking with his.

Lin Hong moved closer to him, being careful not to press on his wound.

You have to snuggle him tightly and feel his body temperature to feel at ease.

The tip of Lin Hong's nose brushed against his cheek, and his forehead pressed against his temple.

You must wake up quickly...

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Note 1: Obituary: a document for reporting funerals