The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

"It's been a long time, and it's thanks to you that you can bear it until now." Yang Jian shook his head with a smile and said, "I would also like to thank your third brother for helping me heal my injuries."

"The third elder brother also told me not to ask me the truth, but I couldn't help it." Cun Xin twisted her fingers, without looking at Yang Jian, "Let me pretend to be a fool, why not just give me a rope. She gathered her long hair in front of her chest, curled up a strand of hair, wrapped it around her fingers over and over again, and then let go, watching it bounce off.

"I always think, if the third brother doesn't tell me, are you going to keep it from me forever?" Cun Xin raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, "I know there are some things that are inconvenient for you to tell me. You don't want to Tell me, I'll pretend not to know. But when I think of you being hurt, I feel..." She bit her lower lip, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to Stopping the tears from falling, "Yang Jian, home is a place where you don't need to pretend. If you can't bear it with each other, then it's better not to go home——You and I, husband and wife, should be honest with each other. You have happy things, and I'm happy for you." , when there is sorrow and pain, I should also bear it together. You don’t tell me everything, I..."

"What did you just say?" Yang Jian suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I said you don't tell me anything!" Cun Xin muttered with a crying sound.

"And before that?" Yang Jian's lips curved upwards in a nice arc, and he looked at the dragon girl in front of him with a smile.

"I said you and my husband and wife should naturally..." Cun Xin suddenly came to her senses, Fen Mian flushed with embarrassment, she turned her head away from him.

"Cunxin," Yang Jian held the hand of the dragon girl and said softly, "What you said is very true. You and I are one body, of course we share weal and woe. I won't say it, just because I'm afraid you will worry. For example, the matter of Guanchouhai , I always thought you were just stripping off your title. I went back and checked the old files and found out that the Jade Emperor later made up a decree to go to the West Sea. I will never let you..."

"It's all over, am I fine now?"

"That's exactly what you said," Yang Jian said with a smile, "This little injury on my body is far worse than what you suffered for me. Now that you are healed, why do you need to say it and make you sad for nothing?"

Cun Xin sighed, and held Yang Jian's big palm with her backhand: "Yang Jian, you and I, when we met, were not the best selves. What I tried my best to give you at that time was not what you wanted the most. Yes. You were dragged by me all the way, staggering, and walked to the end in the most embarrassing posture. Under the sea of ​​sorrow, I thought I would never see the sun again. But every time I think of you, I think of you at the 33rd level In heaven, if you can free your hands and feet to do what you really want to do, I think all of this is meaningful."

"Inch Heart..."

"I can't give you the love you want most. All I can give you is letting go." Dragon Girl's bright eyes sparkled, half sad, half affectionate, "I never thought that we could still love each other." There will be a day like this." She finally couldn't hold back, a bean-sized teardrop slid down, hit the back of the snow-white hand, and collapsed like a flower.

Yang Jian suddenly remembered that that year, when he was transporting food from Xiqi back to Daying, Lei Zhenzi and Nezha were both wounded by Yu Hua's knife.Seeing that Uncle Jiang was troubled, Yang Jian asked for orders to fight Yu Hua, but after a few rounds, he sold his flaws and deliberately got the blood knife on his left shoulder.Later, he went to Penglai to cheat Yu Yuan of the antidote, and when he returned to the Western Zhou camp, he had already traveled tens of thousands of miles.Rao Yang Jian had Xuangong to protect his body, but he couldn't hold on any longer, so he handed over the elixir to Jiang Shang, and fell headlong into the army tent.

When he was drowsy, he could only hear someone crying in his ear. Yang Jian wanted to open his eyes to see, but he couldn't wake up.Vaguely, I saw Cun Xin weeping on the side and said: "It's all right if you lie to the medicine, what are you doing to hurt yourself? When you left, how did you promise me?"

Yang Jian was stunned, feeling as if he had indeed promised Cun Xin to be cautious, so that he would not endanger himself.Seeing her crying pitifully, Yang Jian raised his hand to cover the back of her hand and said, "Before I was hit by the knife, I had already dissipated my soul. This is just a flesh wound. It will heal in a few days, don't worry."

But Cun Xin persisted: "Isn't a flesh wound a wound? When people see you like this, they will only praise you for your ingenuity, calculation, Taoism, and profoundness. But I saw it, but it hurts on the flesh and on the heart. You just I shouldn't be humiliating myself!"

What Yang Jian said was full of shame—he was married and had a family, but he was so reckless, he only wanted a quick victory, and he forgot that he was also cared about and loved by others.At that moment, the emotion was stuck in my chest, and I couldn't say anything, so I could only say softly: "Don't cry, let people hear you. I remember, I won't do it next time..."

"You still want to have a next time!" Cun Xin shot him a sideways look, furious.Yang Jian smiled, and wanted to pinch her cheek, but couldn't raise his hand, and wanted to ask a few words about the situation after the farewell, but he heard the voice of the roaring dog next to his ear and said: "Master... what do you think, master?" Sample?"

When Yang Jianxing turned to look, it was Xiao Tiangou beside the couch with tears still on his face.Only then did he realize that it turned out that he was seriously injured and exhausted, and thought of Cun Xin in a coma.But just now in the dream, Cun Xin's anxious face was so clear, Zhijiao Yang Jian still wanted to close his eyes and go back to the dream to find her.He smiled self-consciously, remembering that he had quarreled with Cun Xin before he left, his heart suddenly ached like a needle prick.

Since then, although Yang Jian was hurt, he only returned home after adjusting his breath outside and recovered, and never told Cun Xin.Tonight, Cun Xin's bitter complaints reminded him of that long-ago dream again, and he suddenly felt that there was an indescribable sweetness in the days of being remembered, pityed, even blamed, quietly rippling. In the heart, spread to the limbs.

"Cunxin," Xiansheng Zhenjun raised his hand to wipe off the tears on Longnu's cheeks, embraced her shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "You are by my side, it is already the best result. Others think that I am With you, I am here to protect you and take care of you. They don't understand that you are not only my weakness, but also my armor."

Cun Xin was silent for a moment, but gently pinched Yang Jian's palm: "I can only talk, but I don't know who it is, I always think I am causing trouble for him."

Yang Jian didn't hide.The collar of his middle coat was gradually wet, presumably Cun Xin's tears infected it, it was warm and carried her body temperature.

"All I want in my life is just a home." Yang Jiaerlang's voice was long and mellow, with desolate emotion, but also hidden warmth of satisfaction, "The home I had when I was young is no longer available. Since today From now on, wherever you are, is my home.”