Shaojun riding the sea

On Yunzhou Island, the sea water is ups and downs, the waves hit the rocks, a clear light flows between the sky and the earth, quiet and safe.

"Miss Ji, Miss Ji?"

In the armory, a slender figure leaned against the corner and fell asleep drowsily. It was Ji Zhiyue, who was busy transforming weapons all day and was exhausted.

After Wen Yanru called twice, Ji Zhiyue didn't respond, he couldn't help but took two steps forward, lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping Qingjun face, worried that she would catch cold, and gently untied her His robe carefully covered her body.

After a pause, Wen Yanru pursed her thin lips, and simply sat leaning against the wall, next to Ji Zhiyue, and placed her shoulders on her.

Sure enough, the girl's breathing trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes moved, as if feeling something, she tilted her head and leaned against his shoulder.

The young general's face was as cold as snow, slightly stained red, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

Ever since Wan Meixiang happened on the ship last time, the atmosphere between Wen Yanru and Ji Zhiyue has been faintly subtle and unspeakable.

The little girl is thin-skinned and always avoids him intentionally or unintentionally, but she also has to worry about the arsenal with him. The two inevitably meet every day. He wants to get close to her and say something, but she confuses her several times. past.

Being so close to her like today, she can even let her rest on his shoulder, and the tip of her nose can smell the fragrance from her hair. He was apprehensive, but it made him... happy for no reason.

It was quiet in the armory, and the two whirlwind cannons were placed in front of them. The majestic sharp weapons on the battlefield now blocked their silhouettes like two guardrails, isolated them from the outside world, and created a square for them. small world.

In this corner where no one could see, there were only him and her. Thinking of this, Wen Yanru couldn't help but breathe a little harder.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the sleeping girl on his shoulder. It was as if a bug had crawled through his heart. He endured and endured, but finally couldn't hold back, and stretched out a hand out of nowhere.

His fingertips trembled, he held his breath, and finally slowly grabbed her... a few strands of hair.

The girl's hair was soft and supple, holding it in the palm of his hand, there was still a faint fragrance, he rubbed it with his fingertips, reluctant to let go for a long time.

And a pair of eyes, unconsciously raised, fell on the peaceful sleeping face.

Qingjun eyebrows, snow-white skin, bright red lips.

Wen Yanru's heart suddenly beat very fast.

Involuntarily, some charming images emerged in my mind, and I couldn't press them down. After all, he and her... had such an indescribable "skin kiss" on the ship and in the secret room. "what.

The young general's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became darker. Finally, he stretched out his other hand as if guilty of guilt, and lightly touched... those bright red lips.

The soft and special touch came from the fingertips, his heartbeat was chaotic, and his breathing was chaotic, but that hand refused to stop, and instead rubbed on the bright red lips.

It seemed that there was a raging fire, which made his eyes red, and while his throat was rolling, he bent down and slowly approached the sleeping face.

At this moment, the girl's thick black eyelashes trembled, and she vaguely sensed something, and opened her eyes in a daze.

Wen Yanru's body froze suddenly.

The four eyes met, close at hand, he was caught straight like a thief stealing fragrance, and he had nowhere to hide.

Ji Zhiyue's pupils dilated obviously, and his "little thief" was still holding her hair with one hand, rubbing her lips with the other, and the posture he leaned over directly condemned him "death penalty".

He is a despicable and indecent "flower picker" who has evil plans!

"what--"

Ji Zhiyue let out an exclamation, her fair and clear face instantly turned half red, and Wen Yanru quickly retracted her two hands as if she had just woken up from a dream, and her whole body bounced up at once.

"Xiao, General Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

Ji Zhiyue also stood up holding the robe covering her body, but she didn't dare to look at Wen Yanru, she just turned her back, and Wen Yanru also turned her back to Ji Zhiyue.

Both of them were red-faced, short of breath, and turned their backs to each other. After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yanru explained with a guilty conscience:

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Ji, I saw you fell asleep, and I was worried that you would catch a cold, so I took off my clothes and covered you, and saw that your hair was stained with some firearm paint, so I wanted to wipe it off for you , but at this moment, another flying insect landed on your mouth, I bent down, trying to drive that flying insect away for you, so..."

That's why he was talking nonsense with his eyes open, and made up such a lame excuse when his brain was pumped. It was so ridiculous that he wanted to slap himself in the face!
Oh my god, Xiao Feilong, who has been upright and upright all his life, has ever told such a nonsensical lie?

However, Ji Zhiyue knew it well, but she didn't try to expose it, she just turned her head slightly, and gently passed Wen Yanru's outer robe over.

"General Xiaoyan, you... return your clothes to you."

Wen Yanru took his robe sideways, and met Ji Zhiyue's shy eyes. For some reason, he felt a twitch, stretched out his hand along the clothes, and grabbed Ji Zhiyue's hand directly. hand.

"Miss Ji, I want to tell you something."

In the quiet armory, the two sat on the ground again, leaning against the corner of the wall, but they didn't dare to look at each other. They could only look at each other's nose and heart, and at the same time stared directly at the two black whirlwind cannons in front of them. .

After a long silence, Wen Yanru cleared his throat, and finally spoke: "Miss Ji, from now on, don't call me General Xiaoyan, I'm Yun Zhan, my family calls me like that, you don't want to call me that." You can... call me like this, or just call me, just call me A Zhan."

"What, what?"

Ji Zhiyue was caught off guard, and after a moment of confusion, she understood what Wen Yanru said, but, why did she call him by his small characters?In what capacity did she call him?
Ji Zhiyue is not stupid, she has read a lot of poetry and books, and she has a lot of knowledge. Of course, she knows what it means to call someone in small characters. This is a very intimate term in Dongmu, but what is the relationship between her and Wen Yanru...?

"You, you asked me to call you small characters... what do you mean?"

The girl spoke in a low voice, with a tentative meaning in her words, but Wen Yanru breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, since the words have been made clear, he doesn't need to be nervous anymore, just tell the truth.

"Miss Ji, you have always been smart and intelligent, you will not fail to understand, and I have never said such things to other women. For me, this move is not a whim, but a deliberate and serious gesture. If you tell me, you must have the answer in your heart, and what you think in your heart means, I mean... that's what it means."

"So now, do you understand?"

The voice of the young general, as clear as snow, echoed in the arsenal. Every word and every sentence was twisted and twisted, like playing a riddle. If someone else was there, they might be confused and couldn't figure out what Wen Yanru meant, but Ji Of course Zhiyue understood as soon as she heard it, her eyes were fixed on the two whirlwind cannons in front of her, her face seemed calm, but her ears became more and more red.

Without the glazed mirror in her hand, she naturally couldn't see the two cannons clearly, so the phantoms in front of her eyes were shaking, and it turned out to be Wen Yan standing tall and handsome in the sea like a silver robe and spear.

The sea water was ups and downs, and the girl's heart was also up and down, and the youthful voice that was as clear as snow rang in her ears again:

"There is also this pair of jade cicadas, which were given to me by my grandmother. I have carried them with me for many years, and now I want to give one of them to you... Would you like to accept it?"

Wen Yanru took out a pair of crystal clear, moist and delicate jade cicadas from his bosom as he spoke.

Since ancient times, jade cicadas have mostly been the burial jade of the deceased. They put this in their mouths, implying that although the body is dead, the soul is immortal and can be transformed and reborn.

But the pair of jade cicadas in Wen Yanru's hands has an extraordinary meaning, and it is entrusted with his grandmother's best wishes for him.

The Wen family is a family of generals, and Wen Yanru's grandfather was once a powerful general of the generation, but when he was seriously injured on the battlefield and disappeared, no one was seen alive, no one was seen dead, everyone thought he was in danger, and he must not come back alive .

At that time, Wen Yanru's grandmother hadn't married into the Wen family, but had a marriage contract with his grandfather. After learning that her fiancé was seriously injured and missing on the battlefield, everyone persuaded her to call off the marriage and find another good husband, but she Resolutely refusing to follow, instead she secretly escaped from the house, took a pair of jade cicadas, and went to the battlefield to find the young man she was thinking of.

"My grandmother had only one thought at that time, she wanted to see people alive and corpses when she died. If she really found my grandfather among the bones and she recognized her, she would prepare the pair of jade cicadas, one for each. They were stuffed into the mouths of her grandfather and herself respectively, and the bones were buried in Qingshan, and she went with him, and the marriage will be reunited in the next life."

"My grandmother was born in a wealthy family. She said that she was an arrogant and willful lady when she was young. She had never suffered any hardships since she was born, but that year she shed all her life's blood and tears for my grandfather. This pair of jade cicadas traveled across mountains and ridges, went to the battlefield full of bones, searched day and night, and finally let her find the trace of my grandfather under the canyon."

"At that time, it was snowing all over the sky. My grandfather was seriously injured and was dying. He had eaten up the last bit of dry food he carried and was waiting to die in despair at the bottom of the valley. It was my grandmother who carried him out and stepped on the snow step by step. Soaked in blood, she finally brought him to a nearby village and snatched his life back from Lord Yan."

"That year, my grandfather survived, but my grandmother fell to the root of the disease. Every winter, her leg bones ached, and she was especially afraid of the cold. She was very miserable, but she was still very lucky, and said that the pair of jade cicadas It was her lucky thing, she kept them by her side until they were passed on to me."

A pair of jade cicadas carrying a special meaning not only represents a miracle, a hope of living to death, but also a steadfast and earth-shattering affection.

When Wen Yanru said this, he lowered his head and gently stroked the pair of jade cicadas with his fingertips. It seemed that what his grandmother had said to him echoed in his ears——

"Azhan, grandma has found a good marriage for you. She is a very good girl. You will definitely like her. When you meet her in the future, she will give one of the jade cicadas to her, and let the pair of jade cicadas Bless you two, grandma only hopes that you will be united forever, be harmonious and beautiful, and live forever forever."

Ironically, at that time, a marriage that he resisted in every possible way, even hid on the battlefield because of it, and the jade cicada in his arms, he thought he would never give it away for the rest of his life, but it turned out to be a coincidence, as if it was destined by God. In a blink of an eye, he still met her.

The young lady of the Ji family who was retired by him back then, the very best girl in his grandmother's mouth.

Yes, how good she is, but he only knows it now.

And how lucky he is, the best girl in the world, God has always kept it for him.

This time, he didn't want to... miss it again.

"Ji...Miss Zhizhi, I heard Miss Shi Jia calling you like this, can I also call you Zhizhi in the future?"

Ji Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, before she could respond, Wen Yanru had already handed one of the jade cicadas to her hand, the young man's eyes were extremely clear, and his words were soft, yet so solemn——

"Zhizhi, I did some wrong things and owed some debts, but God treated me well and gave me another chance to do it again, so I want to ask you now... would you accept one of these?" Yu Chan?"