I looked at his serious gaze, as if I wanted to tell everything at this moment. There were still too many words to say and too many accounts to settle, but I couldn't say a word. I just felt a lot of bitterness rising up, my throat choked, and a drop of tears fell on the huge red jade ring that had stuck my fingers, and a click.

I couldn't speak, so I slowly buried my head, leaned on my knees, and my thin shoulders were twitching slightly.

Tears fell like rain.

Liu Qinghan was sitting on the other side of the carriage, waiting for my choice. When he saw me like this, he suddenly became anxious and reluctantly moved to me: "Qingying, what's wrong with you?"

“…”

"Don't cry."

“…”

"Light..."

His hand gently poked over, as if he wanted to hug me, but he didn't dare to touch me. But when his fingers touched my thin shoulders that were constantly twitching, he finally leaned over and slowly carried me into his arms.

I leaned weakly in his arms, and tears not only wet my face, but also his clothes.

Feeling my trembling, he hugged me tighter.

The two of them were so close that their arms were holding me tightly like iron pliers, holding me deeply in his arms. He could feel every breath of my life, and I could also detect every heartbeat of his life. Every breath seemed to respond to every heartbeat of my life. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed that there was nothing to say at this moment.

I understand everything, and he understand everything too.

After being held by him like this for some time, I finally spoke softly, my voice was still stained with the dampness and saltiness of tears: "Liu Qinghan, listen clearly."

“…”

"You only have one chance to lie to me."

“…”

"You've used it."

“…”

I leaned against his chest, and listened to the moment his heartbeat suddenly missed, and then violently hit his chest. After a while of silence, his low and calm voice sounded above his head: "I understand...I understand..."

After saying that, he hugged me tighter, and I slowly closed my eyes in his arms, and hugged him tighter with both hands.

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It was already evening when our team finally stopped to rest.

I originally wanted to stop at a restaurant and rest, but when I got here, I had been destroyed by the war. The broken walls standing in the sunset were left, which seemed particularly depressed and broken, and I could not even shelter from wind and rain. After a while, everyone felt sorry for me, the horse team stopped in the woods next to me and made fires to cook.

In the quiet woods, there was a sudden chaos.

After the horse team stopped, everyone worked around for a while and raised several bonfires. Some people boiled water, some fed horse grass, and some went to get wild game. After Liu Qinghan and I came down, everyone was afraid that the wind would blow us down and there would be no more things to do. Xiao Yusheng directed them to create a bonfire from afar and let me sit around.

But it was a little wrong when I sat there.

The eyes that came from behind from time to time made us both feel a little restless.

Obviously, everyone was still a little confused about the relationship and atmosphere between us. Except for Xiao Yusheng who came and sent a bamboo tube full of warm water, everyone did not get close to us anymore. They just looked over from time to time or whispered, and even Zhesheng, who was the most injured, looked at this side with his head.

Everyone has the meaning of observing the situation.

I was seen by their eyes as if they were on their backs. When I raised my head, I saw Liu Qinghan's pale face. I didn't know whether it was reflected by the fire or what happened, but it was a little red.

The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

However, no one came to disturb him, which was actually not bad, because finally there was a little time, and we could not have any emotions and just sat opposite each other quietly, with a warm flame fluttering in front of us. It was probably a rare time to be calm.

However, after sitting for a while, I felt a burst of fireworks. The place where I was sitting was just the wind vent. The bonfire kept swelling towards me, and the ash rolled up pounced on my face, making me cough. He hurriedly said, "Come on, sit here."

I was held by him with one hand and walked to him and sat down.

At this moment, not only was the bonfire in front of me hot, but there was also a naturally hot body beside me, and I suddenly felt that the surroundings were warm.

I couldn't help but lean towards him.

He only glanced at me and said nothing, but there was a clear smile on the corner of his eyes.

There are more people whispering behind me.

I realized it and felt a little embarrassed, so I sat upright. When he saw it, he leaned towards me. I immediately reached out to push him: "Sit down!"

He took my hand and said, "Look at your pale face, your hands are so cold."

After saying that, he grabbed my hand and rubbed it gently in his palm.

I was already deficient in qi and blood, and I was afraid of chills. I had just suffered such a great pain and couldn't find a doctor to take a good look. But I knew that it was not so easy to heal this time, but now I am on the way to escape, and such a thing is not worth mentioning. I told him that it made him worry for nothing, but he still showed it.

He rubbed my hand gently and sniffed in it for a few breaths.

The pale and cold hands slowly recovered from the temperature in his palms, and even the fingertips were rubbed with a hint of pink.

He looked at me: "Are you better?"

I nodded.

He said: "On the way, you can only barely hold on, wait until you arrive - when you arrive, you can take good care of yourself."

“…”

I turned to look at him, but he didn't look at me, but grabbed my other hand and started rubbing it seriously.

I don’t know where he was going.

Before we could ask or think about it, we heard the croaking sounds behind us, which scared us. When we turned around, we saw that a few people in charge of wild game caught a few pheasants and came back. The lively sounded throughout the mountains and forests. They plucked their hair and washed them, and then put them on the fire to roast them. After a while, they roasted them sour and burned the skin and meat. At this time, the porridge was also cooked and brought two bowls to us.

There is also a chicken leg roasted golden and crispy in each person's bowl.

For those who are "escape", this meal is a bit too extravagant.

However, I don’t have much appetite for the roasted chicken legs. After all, I just experienced such a thing, and after working hard for days, I lost my appetite. I could only barely drink the porridge. He ate the chicken skin, tore the roasted chicken into pieces and put it in my bowl, coaxed me to eat more, and finally drank half a bowl.

Although my health is not good, my spirit is much better.

Although spring is in full swing, the day is still not long. After we had supper, the surroundings became completely dark. The light of the bonfire was not far away. Only the swaying figures of the people we brought in the forest were faintly seen. Everyone was going to camp here for a night of rest, but patrols and guards were still arranged to avoid any accidents.

Even if we don’t consider pursuing the soldiers, now there are no chaotic soldiers, and it is hard to tell whether there will be thieves and bandits.

I sat quietly on the side, watching the afterglow of the sunset slowly retreat from the lonely ruins of the inn burned by the war in the distance. The surroundings gradually fell into darkness. Liu Qinghan moved the bonfire away, spread the felt on the ground that had been roasted and hot, and then said: "Come and rest quickly."

I looked back and looked up at him again: "Where are you?"

"I'll sleep next to you."

"oh……"

I walked over and lay down obediently. The remaining heat on the ground was constantly fumigating from under the felt, which made people feel warm and drowsy. However, there was a little cold wind rushing on my face to make people wake up a little. I lay on my side, watching him lay a felt mat for myself, and then slowly lie down, and the wind was blocked. He turned to look at me: "Isn't you sleeping?"

"I can't sleep."

...

That's it, but when he lay down, my eyelids sank. I only remember that at the end he reached out and tucked the blanket hanging on his shoulders for me, and said softly, "Go to sleep quickly", and I was really slowly falling into my dream.

This dream is as warm as the temperature beneath you, and it actually has a sense of spring and flowers blooming.

However, a gust of wind blew, blowing down countless petals, falling down and falling on my face. A chill made me wake up again.

As soon as I opened my eyes, a cool breeze blew on my face.

Where is Liu Qinghan?

The place where he was lying before was empty, where did he go?

I was stunned for a moment and immediately sat up. Several bonfires around were still burning, and there were patrolling guards in the distance. Xiao Yusheng and several students from Jixian Palace were sleeping on the other side. It seemed that they were all very tired and shouting gently.

It should be that nothing happened, otherwise they would have been up long ago.

I pulled the blanket on my body and stood up slowly. At this time, it was probably after the hour of Mao, and there was a little whiteness in the sky. When I raised my eyes, I saw a tall, thin and tall figure standing on the ruins of the inn in the distance.

I slept all night. Although I didn't fully recover my energy, my spirit was still better than before. At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly over there.

There was a little night's coolness in the morning breeze. The dew condensed on the grass soaked the corners of the skirt in a short while. I immediately felt a cool feeling of soaking coldness at my ankles. Hearing my footsteps, he turned his head to look at me and immediately said, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Where are you? Why are you not sleeping?"

“Can’t sleep.”

I walked over carefully, with some charred gravel and broken bricks under my feet. He hurriedly reached out and held me and walked over carefully.

If the broken walls I saw the evening before were just a scenery under the setting sun, when I got closer, looking at the charred ground, the collapsed earth walls, and the broken window edges, the scenery became a real miserable situation. He held the broken wall with one hand and couldn't help but sigh.

I said, "Why are you trying to make trouble for yourself?"

"I'm not trying to make trouble for myself, I just--" He looked around with a heavy expression: "Even these places look like this, I can't imagine what the Central Plains will look like."

I stood beside him and looked at these situations. This was not unfamiliar to me. Although there was no big war in Tianjin and the capital, before that, in Cangzhou, Huai'an, and in the places I passed along along with Pei Yuanxiu, the remaining tragic scene was really unimaginable.

I said softly: "I'm afraid there is only a piece of desolation left there."

He looked back at me, his eyes flashing slightly in the morning light. After a while, I heard him say in a low voice: "It's a barren area, not necessarily nothing."

“…”

"Maybe, the more desolate it is, the little sparks may become a prairie fire!"

A little Mars?
To be continued...