Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhicheng buried his face in the pillow and grinned loudly: "You are so rare."

"Hehe," Zhou Chi laughed even harder, with thin eye lines on the corners of his eyes. People who have always been used to it are lying in this dark tent and chatting with Lu Zhishan at this time, listening to the outside. Zhou Chi's jokes and noises, somehow felt that his heart opened up a lot easily, "but being drunk is also very happy, it is better than a thousand cups."

Lu Zhicheng raised his head and wondered, "Why?"

"I have never been drunk in my life, isn't it quite painful?" Zhou Chi said softly.

Lu Zhicheng thought of him, and he was speechless. Just when Zhou Chi thought he was asleep, Lu Zhicheng said again suddenly, "You make a lot of sense."

Lu Zhicheng's tone is very serious, it seems to be the older gentleman in the study.

Zhou Chi was amused by his tone and smiled softly. It seemed that the pain of this period of time gradually went away with the laughter.

"I was actually thinking about getting drunk today," Ban Zhi, Lu Zhicheng sighed softly again, "but the more I drink, the more uncomfortable I feel, and then I ca n’t drink anymore. I watched the other soldiers push their glasses for a drink." I was so happy that I didn't want to stay. Later, I came up with such a method and came back. "

Zhou Chi chuckled: "Don't you be afraid of being crowned with half a catty?" I heard that you only drank two pots of osmanthus wine, the smelly boy in the army, and like to talk about the amount of alcohol.

"By them, I don't want to stay there anyway," Lu Zhicheng rolled over, put his hands on his pillow, and sighed softly, "I miss Beijing Master a bit."

Zhou Chi understood very well: "Well, why don't you want to go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Besides, for the first time that you have spent outside the festival, and you are so far away from Jingshi, you will naturally feel more homesick."

"No," Lu Zhicheng shook his head, his voice a bit vague, "I drank the osmanthus wine of Jingshi, and I just thought ... I just want to be alone ..."

This osmanthus wine was originally made by King Shi. It is said that it was brewed by the couple of King Ning County himself. Lu Zhicheng listened to the introduction of the wine from the lieutenant Gu Dao. He was sulking his head and drank the sweet and sweet wine, only feeling bitter and uncontrollable. .

Where else does Zhou Chi not understand? The King of Hui County is afraid of being a sweetheart, presumably that person is a noble girl in a deep house courtyard of Beijing Normal University. Zhou Chi couldn't say anything, but said nothing at the moment.

In fact, he was missing.

I'm missing someone who is thousands of miles away.

"But she doesn't like me," Lu Zhicheng sighed softly, with helplessness in her tone. "She never liked me, she could only see others in her eyes."

Zhou Chi's body was stiff, and his breathing stopped for a while, and then he calmed down for a long time. He cautiously said, "Does that person know your heart?"

"I don't know, I won't know in this life." Lu Zhicheng said dullly, and buried his head in the pillow again.

Zhou Chi whispered, "Why not tell her?"

"No chance," Lu Zhicheng sighed softly. "I never had a chance."

Zhou Chi's lips pursed twice before he said, "... Why is there no chance?"

"I didn't dare in the past, but then I couldn't," Lu Zhicheng said in a sullen voice, and in the darkness, he sighed softly. "Neither my cruelty nor ambition can be used on her heart, let alone her. I have a sweetheart long ago, and now that they are so beautiful, and my husband and wife are loving, I ca n’t even be more cruel. "

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