After returning from Xuanyuan Gambling House, Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu returned to Prince Anling's Mansion. They had not been here for a few days, and when they came here again tonight, Zhuge Mingkong felt as if he had been separated from another world.
When he first arrived at the courtyard, Rong Zhen greeted him. After Rong Yu told him to prepare everything, he and Zhuge Mingkong entered the room hand in hand.
There was a faint fragrance in the room as always, which was the smell of the snow-covered holy lotus. It was also the smell unique to her and Rong Yu. After sitting on the kang bed, Zhuge Mingkong opened the chess box next to him and took out the cold and warm jade inside.
Holding the chess piece in your hand, a faint warmth spreads over it.
Gentle and peaceful.
It seems to be the plainness and freedom that she has always cared about.
Rong Yu sat opposite her, stretched out his hand to hold her small hand, and wrapped his big hand around hers. Zhuge Mingkong looked at his slender, white fingers, smiled slightly, opened his hand, and interlocked with Rong Yu's ten fingers.
The cold and warm jade chess pieces exuded warmth in the palms of the two people's hands. The two people and the two temperatures seemed to be in harmony at this time.
Seeing this, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile and looked up at Rong Yu with gentle eyes.
Rong Yu looked at her quietly, then gently held it with his free hand and placed it in front of her.
Zhuge Mingkong glanced at him with some confusion, and saw that his eyes were gentle, and he seemed to understand something. She stretched out her hand, and slowly opened his clenched hand. In the palm of her hand, which was as white as jade, a small dice lay there.
The dots on it are different colors of red and black, but they look particularly good-looking on his appearance.
"This..." Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment, looked at Rong Yu's gentle eyes, smiled and said: "What are you doing with this thing? Do you want to learn to gamble?"
"You know." Rong Yu said warmly.
"I don't know." There was a little happiness in Zhuge Mingkong's smile, and his eyes were extremely bright. She stretched out her hand, placed her fingertips on the small dice, and then looked at Rong Yu: "I don't know.
You can tell me."
Rong Yu smiled softly and released the hand that was tightly clasped with hers. He held the dice in his hand, then got off the kang bed and stood in front of her. With his back to the light, Rong Yu's face was hidden in the darkness, slightly
It was quiet. But his whole body was surrounded by a gentle white light, which was extremely beautiful.
Leaning down, he gently kissed Zhuge Mingkong's lips, extremely tenderly.
She chuckled lightly, hugged his neck, and was about to respond to him. Rong Yu's lips left hers, looked at her quietly, and said, "Since you want to hear it, I will tell you."
"Exquisite dice and red beans make you miss me deeply, do you know?"
When Zhuge Mingkong heard Rong Yu's voice, he immediately kissed him, his teeth slightly grazing his cherry blossom-like lips.
The two kissed quietly under the light, and time flowed away gently, peacefully and peacefully.
The years are quiet and good, and I grow old together with my son.
The moment Rong Yu let go of Zhuge Mingkong, she felt a little dissatisfied. She always felt that the two of them needed to get closer. Rong Yu sat across from her again, spread his hands and said, "Do you want it?"
"Of course." Zhuge Mingkong took the dice from his hand and held it in his palm. Suddenly, she looked at Rong Yu and said, "On the day I went to the military aircraft camp, you were clearly outside the city, why didn't you stop me?"
She really wanted to go back and ask him, but in the end she didn't look back.
"I have long said that the most important person in your heart is me, and Ye Tianci is nothing between us. You were a little panicked at the time, so I thought it would be better to let you and Prince Ye go out to relax. Prince Ye is yours
My friend, there are some things he can do, but I can't."
Rong Yu's gentle voice reached Zhuge Mingkong's ears, and he looked at Zhuge Mingkong quietly, his eyes very gentle.
"If the modified memory is restored, will you still be so determined?" Zhuge Mingkong asked again. She looked at Rong Yu closely, as if she didn't want to miss any of his expressions.
But Rong Yu's expression seems to have never changed, gentle and quiet, graceful and magnificent, his gentle smile, a faint smile, a gentle smile.
"Even so, everything between you and me is not fake. I don't think that memory can compare to our present." Rong Yu opened the chessboard next to him, took out the black stones inside, and gently dropped them on the chessboard.
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"Let's play the next round. There is no decent opponent except you."
"Okay." Zhuge Mingkong directly used the chess piece in his hand to land on the chessboard.
The black and white stones are intertwined on the chessboard. Both of them are very familiar with each other's chess techniques, so when they play chess, if they make one mistake, they will lose the whole game. Because they will not let go of the other's mistakes.
It took the two of them an hour to complete a game of chess. Looking at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly and said: "I have played so many games with you, and I still can't tell the real winner."
"That's true." Rong Yu picked out the black piece and put it in the center of the chess box, and his voice rang out along with his movements: "We still have a lifetime, and there will be a day when the winner will be determined."
Hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Well, it will take a long time, and the winner will be determined."
After putting away the chess pieces, the two of them sat down at the table to eat. Rong Zheng had already put the food away, and perhaps seeing that the two of them were playing chess seriously, he did not disturb them.
After eating, Zhuge Mingkong went to take a bath, and then lay down on Rong Yu's couch. At this time, Rong Yu went to take a bath, and she was lying on the couch boredly.
Closing her eyes, she felt that her eyelids were a little heavy.
She didn't know how long it took, but a majestic army appeared in front of her. They were wearing black armor and carrying long swords at their waists. They looked particularly sharp under the sun.
Above the school ground, there was a dense crowd, but there was silence until a boy in white walked to the high platform in front of the army.
The child was born extremely beautiful, with white lips and red teeth, and a pair of black eyes that were deep and quiet, but also like glass, flowing with clouds, and magnificent. The night pearl light lingered in the eyes, crystal clear, and the elf was extremely beautiful.
Because of his young age, he looks a little short, but he is unusually tall and tall, like a green bamboo, noble and elegant, and quiet. He stands on a high platform, facing tens of thousands of soldiers, but his posture is indifferent and his eyes are like jade.
He was so noble that the two of them unconsciously wanted to worship him.
The boy's lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was saying something more. Zhuge Mingkong couldn't see clearly, but she saw that after the boy finished speaking, the tens of thousands of soldiers drew their swords and said something loudly, and the atmosphere was extremely high.
Soon, the scene in front of her changed again, and what she saw was a hell on earth.
Under the blue sky, on the grass paper, there are countless corpses of soldiers lying. The clothes on their bodies are roughly divided into two types, so it seems that they are soldiers from the opposing sides.
The corpses of countless soldiers fell on the battlefield. Some had no heads, some had one hand broken, some had two hands broken, some had two feet broken, and some had one foot broken. In addition to the corpses,
There are only those broken limbs and broken arms on the battlefield.
The blood on some soldiers was still flowing, while the wounds on some soldiers had already solidified.
Weapons were scattered on the ground, as well as flags that had fallen on the ground, which were now stained red with blood.
In this hell on earth, she saw a white figure standing on the city wall next to her. The boy Zhuge Mingkong had seen before was the boy on the high platform in the scene just now.
He was still pure white and clean, quiet and elegant, and unparalleled in dignity, but at this time, there was deep pain in his overly beautiful eyes. He quietly stared at the corpse on the ground below for a long, long time.
It was getting dark, but the boy still stood there. Until another child walked in and hugged the boy from behind.
Judging from the attire, it was a boy, but Zhuge Mingkong knew at a glance that she was a girl. Her facial features were very good-looking, a little worse than those of a boy, but she would definitely be a rare beauty when she grew up.
On top of the city wall, two children hugged each other in an intimate and peaceful manner. Looking at such a bloody scene, they seemed to feel that there were still beautiful things in this world.
The sky fell into endless darkness, and the two children held hands and walked down the city wall. Zhuge Mingkong didn't know what was going on. She could always see this scene, even in the darkness, she could see it.
The two children arrived at a large house, entered a room, and lay down directly on the couch. They hugged each other very tightly, as if they would disappear if they let go a little.
The girl's face showed deep distress, while the boy looked calm and gentle, but there was an empty look in his calm black eyes that made Zhuge Mingkong feel heartbroken.
The two children hugged each other like this all night, without falling asleep, without words, without movements, just simply holding each other, and spent the night simply.
At dawn, the girl fell asleep, and the boy got up from the bed. He sat next to the girl and looked at her quietly. His beautiful and slender hands were gently attached to the girl's face.
His fingertips gently rubbed the girl's face. After a while, the boy withdrew his hand, leaned over and kissed the girl's forehead gently.
After that, the boy stood up, left the room, and returned to the city wall, looking at the uncleaned battlefield and the rising sun with deep eyes.
Zhuge Ming looked at her quietly and felt that the young man's face looked very familiar. She immediately recognized that this young man looked very much like Rong Yu.
However, she had never seen Rong Yu look so lost.
"Rong Yu..." Zhuge Mingkong cried out, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
At this time, Rong Yu, who was sitting by the couch and wiping his long hair, turned back, looked at her gently and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment when he saw Rong Yu's face. Then she quickly sat up, put her hands on Rong Yu's face, and stared at him closely.
It's very similar, really very similar, the boy in the dream is Rong Yu who hasn't grown up yet.
These eyebrows, these facial features, as well as this quiet and indifferent temperament, and gentle eyes, it is Rong Yu, it is definitely him.