idiot and idiot

Yangguan City is located in the southwest; it is only a hundred miles away from Yuncheng.Hong Wei and his party marched with General Lou, but they settled down within two or three days.Perhaps it was because of the court's peace talks that the atmosphere in the barracks also broke away from the gloom of a bitter battle, and became more cheerful.

The soldiers were always happy, secretly discussing the itinerary to go home in the future; they didn't dare to say it outright, because General Lou's face was not softened, the corners of his mouth were heavy, and he didn't talk much.

General Lou looked young, but everyone didn't dare to provoke him lightly. This young General Lou was quite prestigious in the barracks.

Hong Wei had no expectations for this battle.Even if there used to be, it has long since disappeared. How can the battlefield be nostalgic?

Hong Wei thought so, but also knew that General Xiaolou, who was leading the army, didn't necessarily think so.Although the general Xiaolou is young, his courage is really one of the best. Every time there is a confrontation, the general Xiaolou rushes the fastest.

Hero boy, as it should be.

Hong Wei thought about it, but she wasn't too afraid, but also faintly envious.But he is just a little beggar who was raised by an old beggar and knows a few big characters. How can he get such a glamorous name?

When he was young, he was nothing more than being confined between ruined temples and dog food; growing up so big, it was also the first time he left Yuncheng when he joined the army.He was so humble, short-sighted, and timid, but he also had secret expectations; he was not lying when he said that he had made great achievements to that idiot, but when he stepped out of the fence of his own imagination, he realized that he was naive and ridiculous.

What he admired was not General Xiaolou's reputation, but General Xiaolou's straight back.

How much he wished that one day he would be able to stand upright, return to that idiot, open his arms to him, and give the idiot a space.

From then on, I don't blame heaven and fear others, and keep the gold under my knees well.

He is not a guy chasing fame and fortune, but he is not so indifferent.

He probably has low self-esteem in front of that idiot, Hong Wei clearly understood.

That idiot is not an ordinary person, at least not an ordinary luthier.The relationship between him and him started with an eye relationship, and then it fell into my heart just like that.

He Hong Wei was just a naive idiot, and that idiot actually took his hand and walked side by side with him on this road of life.

The idiot and the fool turned out to be the same people, just thinking about it, Hong Wei felt that his eyes were so hot that he couldn't hide his tears.

He really, really, really misses that idiot.

"What are you thinking?"

Hong Wei was able to pull back his thoughts from his wild thoughts, and the taciturn Xiaolou General opened his clothes and sat on the mound.

"Ah...ah?" Hong Wei hesitated.

"Are you also thinking about where to go?" General Xiaolou bent over, with his hands on his knees.The tone is not harsh, and it is light and light without knowing what it means.

"It's...not really." Hong Wei rubbed his nose and withdrew his scrutiny.

"I'm just thinking, it's really nice to have someone who understands you in this life." Hong Wei is not used to it and is not good at explaining. His rhetoric and knowledge can't support his sometimes overly abundant feelings.

Although there are occasional regrets, the straightforward expression is not necessarily vulgar.

Some feelings, just talking about them so lightly, can make people feel hot and flustered.

General Xiaolou turned his head to look at the little soldier when he heard the words, and murmured: "You are right." General Xiaolou didn't say anything, but his eyes drifted away.

This evening was no different from the previous days in the military camp, but Hong Wei somehow noticed those slight differences, which made him feel a little happy.

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Xia Xiyan sat in the courtyard staring at the letter.

Hong Wei walked away for several months without hearing anything; now this letter has found its way back.

What would that idiot... write?

Most likely it wasn't long, that idiot can't be regarded as a person who can speak well, and he is far less shrewd than his face in private.He has a stupid mouth and can't read all the words, so how can he hold back a long speech to say something.

But even if it was short, Xia Xiyan was happy.That idiot left Yuncheng, and it was already satisfying to remember him.

After waiting for a while, Xia Xiyan finally couldn't help it, picked up the letter, tore it up, and took out the letter.

The paper is not big, but there is a faint fragrance of ink, Xia Xiyan put it to his nose and sucked it gently.

When Xia Xiyan spread out the letter paper, there were only two words printed squarely in the middle of the paper.

Ann or not.

Xia Xiyan turned the letter paper over, and the back was clean; suspecting that he had dropped the paper, he reached into the letter case with his index finger and fumbled.

No, it's clean, just like this one, with the words "An or No" written on the front, that's all.

Xia Xiyan was stunned for a while, then laughed out loud for the first time.

This fool said that he was not good at words, but he only wrote two large characters in this letter.

Ann or not.

Are you ok?

The family letter written by this fool only asked about his own safety.

How is he?How are you doing?Not even a single word was seen.

This short family letter is not really full of emotion, but it can be regarded as sincere.

That idiot Hong Wei's sincerity and sincerity were so fused into the two words of the rhetorical question, following the fragrance of ink, following the rural road, he walked straight to Xia Xiyan's heart.

Xia Xiyan didn't say a word, just looked at the two words, quietly savoring the fool's affection.

That idiot is so cute, Xia Xiyan's heart is as soft as a ball of cotton, just thinking about it makes him extremely happy.

I am good, what about you?

Xia Xiyan answered softly in his heart, he only hoped that this greeting could float into the fool's dream with the moonlight; in the future, the blue bird in his dream would bring the fool's answer back to his yellow beam pillow.

Until that day, it must be a sweet dream.