Undying Patient

People in Zhuhua Kingdom have talked about after-meal tea recently. Gamblers who previously placed pressure on General Feng to indulge in the flowerless peony map also won a lot of money because of the Chongluo Kingdom. The general did indeed enter Huaqilou and never came out again.

"Hey, have you heard? That Yun Shenyi has finally come out of the building! In the end, General Feng was planted in and hahaha—"

"That's not the case, Wu Yan's prosperous peony map can't be resisted by anyone. If I haven't been tight these days, I want to go to the floor to see it!"

"Ah! Hua Wuyan is now General Feng's person, aren't you afraid General Feng will tear you alive?"

"But a prostitute, why did General Feng care?"

Su Jinzhi listened intently to the gossip of the male brothers who passed by their paintings, and was yanked by the men around him, and then a big urn still carrying his hot body temperature covered his body, and the man was somber. His voice rang in his ear: "It's still cold, don't catch cold."

The young man bowed his head when he heard the words, stretched out his fingers as white as jade, and clenched his voice, with a soft voice, with a grievous tone: "You are the one who wants to bring me out" Take me out without letting me listen to gossip!

Feng Jiuli gave him a funny glance, raised his hands and rubbed his smooth hair, then pressed the young man's head and leaned on his shoulder: "Take you here for a walk and wait until March is all warm, I'll take you back, or you can't stand it. "

Although Zhuhua Kingdom is a small country that survives among the remaining three countries by attaching to Chongluo, to return from Zhuhua to Chongluo, it is necessary to pass through an extremely desolate desert. Spring is cold, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is extremely large, and the wind and sand are raging. At that time, Jun Changle's body was broken down on this road. Later, due to the depression in his heart, he became more and more ruined.

"I don't want to go back." Su Jinzhi turned his head away, avoiding his big palm, his eyes lowered, looking at the water splash across the bottom of the painting.

Feng Jiuli's eyes darkened, he took a breath, and coaxed him, "Okay, then I will stay with you here. When you want to leave, I will take you away, anyway, the Chongluo border is now No need— "

"Don't you understand me?" The young man looked up, turned his head and looked at him calmly, facing the man more calmly than his pupils, and then turned his head, helplessly: "Well, I have forgotten him. You don't need to serve me as your ancestor here, go back to where you should be, someone is waiting for you over there. "

"Did you get cold and fever, or why are you talking nonsense again?" The man frowned, holding his head in his own direction, against his forehead, "The person waiting for me is not the only one here Fool? "

The youth was so angry that he was shaking: "Who are you calling?"

"Oh, it's not stupid." Feng Jiuli laughed at him like this, leaned down and kissed the young man's side face, his nose was rubbing against his face, and he rubbed his lips several times to kiss him. Over there.

Su Jinzhi could feel that the man's hot breath was sprayed on his cheek. He avoided it a few times, but was pulled back firmly by the man. The greater the action he made, the tighter the man buckled. After several round trips, Su Jinzhi Suddenly stopped.

Feng Jiuli was wondering why he stopped, but found that the young man ’s warm lips kissed his chin closely, opened his hot and hot Tankou ** actively, and pulled out the tip of his tongue to outline and trace him. Repeated crushing the honing, tempted him to open his mouth to respond to him.

In the end it was the man's turn to concede.

He flashed too fast, and Su Jinzhi had time to retract his tongue. A little scarlet was open outside, with a little water stain. His hands on the man's chest could clearly feel that in his chest. How intense a heart beats.

"What do you hide?" Su Jinzhi retracted the tip of his tongue, licked his lips, tilted his head, and hooked with a charming charm at the end of his eyes, "Do n’t you want this?" The young man murmured, eyes staring He, the binocular focal length is not on him.

"That's not what I want." Feng Jiuli laughed angrily, pinching the young man's chin, pressing his weak struggle against the rosy lips.

The man's teeth came to his upper lip, and a painful heartache came along. Su Jinzhi tasted the rust in his mouth. The man kissed him fiercely, his wet tongue swept through every inch and foot of his mouth, and then entangled him, licking, licking, intertwined, violent as if to tear him all Swallowed to go in general.

The familiar atmosphere once again occupied all his breath. The man he had been thinking about for seven years on the apex of his heart finally returned to him again, leaning intimately with him, as if they were from Never separated-Jun Changle still wants to be with him.

Even if he waited for so many years, he would wait until he returned.

The Buddha's seven sufferings, life, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love, parting, can't ask, everyone has to go through it. During this period, how much pain and despair can't bear the one who has to wait for someone to come back Cha-you can forget me, but you must not forget to fall in love with me again when you meet.

This sentence suddenly appeared in Su Jinzhi's mind, as if someone once held his hand tightly and said to him. The feeling of being forgotten by a loved one is so painful, the more desperate one doesn't remember someone waiting for him.

The feeling of excitement in his chest, steamed so that Su Jinzhi's eyes were swollen and astringent. For a time, he could not tell whether this was Jun Changle's obsession with Jiang Lishan or his own.

The man finally bit a bite on the side of his neck, but his strength was not heavy, as if he was afraid of hurting him. After his teeth rubbed the delicate snow skin, he licked back and forth with the tip of his tongue. The tip of his nose hit his jaw from time to time, making the young man tremble before he stopped.

"Why don't you continue?" Su Jinzhi lay on the soft collapse with his lips open slightly, looking at the top of the painting, the man specifically followed him to like the newly-launched pale veil, and said, he didn't feel enough. Reaching for his belt, his fingertips touched the half-opened peony bud of the collarbone, and smiled wildly. "The flowers are not full yet, don't you want to see them?"

He hasn't seen it himself, is it so amazing? If he does, can he find a mirror to look at?

But I really want him and Feng Jiuli, I'm afraid he can't accept it, after all, Feng Jiuli is Jiang Lishan. The person he likes should be Jun Changle, not him.

In fact, No. 1 was right. He should control himself and not go too deep into the play.

Where Su Jinzhi couldn't see himself, some lost expression appeared on his face.

Feng Jiuli suddenly said: "I want to see."

Su Jin looked up subconsciously, but ran into those dark gray eyes almost exactly the same as Qin Yezhou.

He smiled again, and the curvature of his lips was exactly the same as the man: "But we can stay until our wedding night."

Su Jinzhi opened his eyes and asked him, "What did you say?" He didn't understand.

Feng Jiuli watched him quietly, and there was a soft light under his eyes: "We will be married when you want to be together forever."

"Marry a prostitute?" The young man's eyes brightened at first, but soon faded again. "You are not afraid to be laughed at by the people of the world."

"What am I afraid of? Your general won numerous gold beauties after the triumphant return, but I did not enjoy any of them, and even Xiyou Wang was laughing at me as a **** of nature." The man pressed his ears against his unbearable things He smiled and told him, "Who said that I would marry you?"

Su Jinzhi looked at him with a scent of peach blossoms and brushed the pale gauze curtain, gently lifted it, and swayed behind the man. The gorgeous colors kept sculpting his sight, and it seemed to him that Becoming Jun Changle, and seeing that person again, Fenghua was young, and he looked at him deeply with a smile.

Now, the people who reappeared in front of him have lost their youthful brow in their eyebrows and eyes, and have matured after being sand-blasted, but they still can only be seen after a long time in their dreams. Face.

The painting lotus gently leaned to the shore, and countless peach blossoms on the bank of the embankment fell from the branches, passing the ends of his hair with the blowing breeze, and several more fell on his shoulders-just like that night he Looking outside his tight south window outside Huaqilou until Tianming, we will continue to wait for him today.

"Why do you want me to marry you? Isn't it okay if you marry me?" The man took his hand, and fell a kiss reverently at his fingertips, without a hint.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully saving the general goal, he has now been reborn!" Dingdi, Zero popped a series of clap recordings for him, and Su Jinzhi watched the progress of Feng Jiuli's head 100/100. Value, looking at the value of 75/100 in the column of Jun Changle, pulling his finger out of the man's hand, and lowering his head in silence.

After disembarking, the two were silent, as if there was an insurmountable deep gulf between them. If they wanted to cross, they had to hold their determination to break their bones.

Walking and walking, Su Jinzhi fell behind Feng Jiuli. He looked up at the tall back of the man in a daze. Suddenly the man turned around and held his hand to his big lira: "Tired? Do you want me to carry you?"

"No, where are you taking me?" Su Jinzhi pumped his hands and found that he couldn't pull out the energy. He turned around and looked around, and found Feng Jiuli took him to a wide place. Asked aloud on the unfamiliar grass.

Feng Jiuli said: "Take you to do something a man would do."

What would a man do?

Su Jinzhi heard that he thought he was sarcastic about his current status, and when he saw the white foal blasting at him in front of him, he stunned and murmured, "This is what you said a man would do? "

"Isn't it?" Feng Jiuli turned his head with a smile, suddenly lifted Su Jinzhi horizontally, put him on the horse and turned on his own, pulled the reins, and took a sip around his neck around the young man, " Which lady have you seen coming here to ride a horse? "

Su Jinzhi was caught off guard by him so suddenly that he leaned down and hugged the horse's neck, which stabilized his body. Feng Jiuli laughed and pulled the reins, taking him on a horse and rushing out of the city.

The feeling of Zema galloping was very good. They faced Canchan Rising Sun all the way to the east. Su Jinzhi could see the green grass under his feet gradually drifting away. He heard the sound of the wind roaring in his ears and scraped behind him. The swallowing bird of prey appeared, and the lingering sounds of the night and the pointers of the neighborhood tourists pointed at him, as if the whole world was left with only the scorching sun in front of it and the magnificent desert beneath it, until they stopped The next time, Su Jinzhi could not come back from the surging emotions for a long time.

Feng Jiuli took him to a dune outside the city, pulled the reins, and the white horse hissed with an iron hoof. Su Jinzhi then leaned back and ran into Feng Jiuli's arms. As a result, Feng Jiuli, who was so shameless, hugged him directly from the horse and jumped off without letting go. He maintained such a posture and stood on the ground.

"Does it look good?" Feng Jiuli asked holding him.

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Su Jinzhi raised his eyebrows and exquisitely peached his eyes obliquely. "Why didn't General Feng let Wu Yan down and ask questions again?"

Feng Jiuli laughed and joked with him: "There is a lot of dust here, and my body is afraid of dirty husband's white shoes." Although said so, Feng Jiuli still put down Su Jinzhi and raised his hand. I touched the white horse's neck. Who knew that the white horse hissed immediately, turned around and hit Feng Jiuli, and then ran away.

Su Jinzhi stared blankly at the horse running away. Seeing that Feng Jiuli was still standing there as if he hadn't found it, he reminded him: "Your horse is running."

Feng Jiuli answered calmly, "I have seen it."

Su Jinzhi asked him, "Aren't you chasing?"

"Why chase? How can I chase someone while you are still here?" Feng Jiuli took his hand and walked slowly on the sand dunes, thinking he was worried about how he would go back, and continued, "Gai Xue is like this , It will run back by itself after a while, don't worry about whether we can go back. "

"Gai Xue? Is that white horse's name?"

"No." Feng Jiu Li paused, "It's called Wuyun Gaixue."

Su Jinzhi laughed and asked him, "Isn't that a cat's name?"

"Yeah, but it has the same temperament as the cat, which is just the right name." Feng Jiuli spoke, but Su Jinzhi listened intently, staring at the hands that the two held hands, "Finally, Gai Xue and It's not a pure white horse. It does have black spots on its back, but it's just covered by a saddle so you can't see it. "

Su Jinzhi looked back, raised his hand to Feng Jiuli, and suddenly smiled: "It's not like I didn't see it."

Feng Jiuli hadn't recollected the meaning of Weilai Youth before. After seeing his dark clothes in the eyes of the youth, he finally understood what the youth meant. Feng Jiuli raised his eyebrows and pulled Su Jinzhi into his arms, holding the young man's weak struggle against his forehead and whispering: "Finally willing to speak to me, huh?"

Su Jinzhi raised his hand and pressed harder against the man's close chest: "Don't I keep talking to the general?"

When the man heard the words, he lowered his voice, listening carefully and even with some grievances: "But you haven't talked to me since you got off the boat."

Su Jinzhi glanced at him, then sighed softly, the sound of the exit was almost inaudible: "General, me"

"What do you want to say to reject me?" Feng Jiuli directly interrupted his words, straightened his head, and looked at his own eyes, "I don't want to hear anything except a‘ good ’word.”

Su Jinzhi smiled bitterly: "You are not the same as me, and I can see that you are already very happy. You have a bright future now, there is no need to--"

"If it is necessary, I have the final say." Feng Jiuli smiled softly. "You have thousands of troops, I'm alone, I can't stand alone, and I'm willing to surrender to be your best friend."

"But it's not worth it at all" Su Jinzhi looked at him tremblingly, his body and voice trembling together.

"If I'm not worth it for you—" Feng Jiuli stopped smiling, expressionless, and looked at him deeply: "Is Jun Changle worth Jiang Lishan?"

Su Jinzhi grabbed his front plaque and blinked, tears fell, but he was wiped away by the man's light fingers, and then he was taken into his arms. This embrace was so broad and warm that he buried the past in the midwinter wind almost instantly The tenderness and affection under the snow awakened.

"You don't want to go back with me, then I can only take you here." Feng Jiuli turned around and pointed at the piece of yellow sand opposite the dune, his voice was low, "You can't see the end here. , But when you miss home, you can stand on the wall and look over here. "

Of course, Su Jinzhi knew which home Feng Jiuli was referring to--the end of the desert was Chongluo, the hometown that required him to pass Sha Yimo to reach.

"I know" The youth's voice seemed to be trembled by the yellow wind from the desert, and there was no peace that was strong in the past, because the window of his room in Huaqilou opened to this side—to his loved one, And missing home.

Feng Jiuli raised his hand and covered his eyes at this moment. After feeling the warmth of his palms, he smiled lowly, "The wind in the desert is too strong, and the sand has entered my eyes?"

"Well, let's go back." The young man took a breath and adjusted his voice, but did not pull down the man covering his eyes.

Feng Jiuli covered his face and Su Jinzhi's face with a large cloak and a cape, and took him on the outskirts of the city to send him back to Huaqilou until sunset.

The same will be true for the next few decades. Feng Jiuli or took him out to play, or stayed in Huaqilou to help him weed and trim the peony planted. Su Jinzhi taught him to make tea and warm wine. The man said that he was a rough man who didn't like these elegant things, and Feng Jiuli would rush to press him to the ground, kiss his breath, and make him say nothing more.

"Sufficient enough!" Su Jinzhi bent over to the side, steadily **, the black hair scattered on the back of the head was covered with pale green bamboo mats, and the peony buds that spread from the right scapula to the side of the collarbone also caused People's enthusiastic actions were in full bloom, and they were red on the snow-like skin of the youth.

Feng Jiuli's eyes were dark, and he leaned down and licked the saliva that flowed from the corner of the lips to the back of the neck. He suddenly got up, reached out and pulled Su Jinzhi's loose collar, and then tidy up his messy shirt and looked up. Glancing at the sky outside the window, he said dumbly, "It's getting dark, I should go back."

In the past few days, Su Jinzhi ate, slept, and turned rosy, and then successfully rescued the two teenagers, Yun Mengchen and Feng Jiuli, who had lost their lungs. They did not say anything, even a little lost on their waist. Meat. Xi Yue has been worried about his body, and found that Yun Mengchen hadn't come to ask Su Jinzhi why after leaving, for fear of his embarrassment, and now the smile on his face became more and more brilliant. He had been stuck at the progress value of "90/100" Suddenly it was full, so Su Jinzhi had to sigh that this was really a kind child.

But the progress value of others is so full, but Jun Changle's has not changed at all.

What does he want?

Does it have to be a union of spirit and flesh? Su Jinzhi thought deeply.

So when the man turned around and wanted to leave, he held his arm around his arm and said, "Aren't you staying with me?"

Feng Jiuli paused, and turned for a while, then turned to kneel in front of the young man, stroking his face and asking in silence, "Do you want me to stay with you?"

The young man didn't open his head at this moment, and looked down to catch his eyes.

Do you want it?

"Okay, I'll stay with you. I remember your bedroom is going this way, right?" Feng Jiuli laughed, hugged him from the floor and walked towards his bedroom.

"How do you know where my room is?" Su Jinzhi hesitated after hearing what he said, and quickly picked up his neck to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"I've seen it." Feng Jiuli leaned down and kissed him, lifted his feet and opened the original tightly closed wooden door of Su Jinzhi's bedroom.

Su Jinzhi: ""

Feng Jiuli smiled and put him on the ground after entering the house: "Should he serve the husband and change clothes?"

Su Jinzhi also laughed when he heard what he said, but he didn't smile for a long time, he heard a "dipping" sound, and the total progress value of Jun Changle's rescue on the panel started to fall at a regular rate. He reminded him: "Master Host! Jun Changle's progress value has started to drop!"

There were no candles in the room, only a few lights from the night market spilled into the room through the paper of the south window, and it was clearly extinct like the sorrows of sorrow in the hearts of the people.

Su Jinzhi's Yu Guang swept through the bronze mirror. One of the people in the mirror was fragile, but his horns were white and white; the other was tall, handsome, and full-bodied. The beauty of power and money was at his fingertips.

This is obviously a person of two worlds.

Looking forward to meeting, but dare not meet.

This is probably the reason why Jun Changle's progress value has been slow, and it is still falling.

During the time of Su Jinzhi's death, Feng Jiuli had already removed his clothes for him and stuffed him into a soft quilt. Then he lay down and embraced the young man. He said softly in his ear: "Sleep, I'm here with you. "

"I miss you so much." Su Jinzhi closed her eyes and murmured against Feng Jiuli's arms.

I'm no longer qualified to be with you again, but this thought, I want you to know.

Feng Jiuli did not speak, but just hugged him even more.

There was a rain in the night.

Su Jinzhi faintly heard the sound of Lilili in his dream, but when he woke up, he found that Feng Jiuli was gone, the moisture outside the long street was humid, but the interior was warm and comfortable.

Su Jinzhi stepped out of the bed and found a letter on the table, calming it with a tea cup.