lying down

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the best time to perform a certain action.

But Ouyang leaned against the corner of the tent, looking up at the pitch-black night comfortably, not knowing what he was looking at.He stretched out his hand and tightened the blanket covering his body, the spring night wind was bitingly cold.

He couldn't sleep, or to be precise, he didn't want to sleep. A person always lacks sleep when he is depressed or encounters something emotional, but Ouyang has both.Depression comes from something inexplicable. Thinking of those 59 excited faces during the day, Ouyang felt a little flustered for no reason.He wasn't panicking because he couldn't bring them glory and wealth, but he was afraid that some of these pure men wouldn't be able to make it to the end.Although casualties in wars are common, but now my feelings for them are getting deeper and deeper, and if I don't see their laughing faces at some point in the future, I don't know if I can still harden my heart and lead them to go on.

Special forces determine the way they fight. Unless it is extremely necessary, they will not face thousands of people. However, the danger of their military operations is no less than that of warriors confronted by the two armies-what they have to do is often Go deep into the enemy's territory with a very small number of people to complete the turning point in the scale of the battle.As long as one of the many elements such as wisdom, courage, endurance, and confidence required is not enough, they will use the way of ending their lives to submit the answer sheet.

"When did I learn to be sad?" Ouyang asked himself with the corners of his mouth curled up.In the army of later generations, I seem to have never thought of such a problem. What I focus on is how to perfectly complete every "impossible".

The snoring sounded one after another, like a concerto, although monotonous, but very real, at least it can prove that this group of men is alive and well.

"Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming back to the battalion of blowing horns. Eight hundred miles are divided into fire under the command, and fifty strings are turned outside the fortress. Soldiers in autumn on the battlefield..." I don’t know why, this poem came to my mind, Ouyang Read it smoothly.What makes me even more confused is that since I traveled to Tang Dynasty, my memory and thinking are surprisingly good, and my senses are also extremely sharp.Could it be that a "wormhole" was encountered while traveling?Changed institutional functions?

I made a joke with myself, Ouyang turned over and lay down on his side, wanting to squat comfortably for a while.

"Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming back to the blowing horn company battalion. Eight hundred miles are divided into fire under the command, and fifty strings are turned over outside the fortress. The autumn soldiers on the battlefield? Did you do this?" A somewhat resentful and somewhat surprised question came from Ouyang There was a sound from the side.Ouyang was startled, and immediately smiled wryly.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? The cold wind is also cold, so you're not afraid of blowing it?" Ouyang leaned out from under the blanket and looked at Changsun Linling in the night on the right.She didn't wear any armor, but a blue plain dress fluttering gently with the night wind, her face was neither happy nor sad, she only looked at herself with her eyes, those eyes were still as clear and black as when she first saw her, even in the So bright in such a dark night.

"Hmph! I want you to care... you, you bastard!" Chang Sun Linling felt unnaturally stared at by Ouyang, and turned away with an angry snort.

"In the middle of the night, you came here to see the scenery? That's right, the moon and stars are rare, and the night is alluring!" Ouyang replied with a smile, but he was thinking about the reason why she ran to his camp.

But Chang Sun Linling didn't seem to agree with him, and stood there for a long time without making a sound.

What's wrong with her?Ouyang found that today's eldest grandson Linling is a little weird, completely different from her former sassy appearance, and seems to have a lot of things on her mind.Thinking of this, he secretly scolded himself for being an idiot, and was not bothered when he refused and set conditions.Recalling the several times we met, it was the first time we had such a peaceful conversation like tonight.

No matter what, I feel like watching the scenes in martial arts movies in later generations. The male pig's feet seem cynical but they are very powerful, while the female pig's feet are cold on the surface but hot in heart. "It's so wretched!" He cursed himself inwardly, lifted the blanket and stood up, talking to her indecently while lying down like this, it was bloody.

"What are you doing!" Eldest Sun Linling jumped back like a frightened kitten, as if facing an enemy.

"Grandma, your kung fu is better than mine, is it better? What can I do? In the middle of the night, the man is lying on the ground and the woman is standing aside, isn't it good?" Ouyang rubbed his numb neck, and after a long time, Almost broke.

"Pfft! Who is your aunt, that is, your teacher... You bastard, you forgot what I wanted to say!" Chang Sun Linling paused for a moment, and was told by Ouyang that "in the middle of the night "A man lying down and a woman standing up" said that she blushed, but the moonlight was deep, and she didn't deliberately cover it up.

Ouyang had no intention of asking what was after the pronunciation of "shi", but felt that he owed this woman who was dedicated to her, and said in a good voice: "Speaking seriously, the cold wind on a spring night hurts the most. If there is nothing wrong, you Let's go back early. If you have something to say, it's not the first time you and I have met, don't you want to be polite?"

Changsun Linling was a little moved by Ouyang's "serious" words, but her resentment was heavier, and she stomped her feet and wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, she turned around and said, "Who wants to run to you when nothing is wrong? You treat me like I'm free." Nothing? Let me tell you, you are going to go to the battlefield this year. Although you are a general, you can take the lead. I’m here to tell you, don’t act like a boss. Your family is still waiting for you to support. Cherish your body and save your life!"

An unspeakable emotion was quietly brewing in Ouyang's heart. Her words should refer to the war between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks in the near future. She thought she didn't know, and risked violating the rules to vaguely reveal it to herself, no? Because she still has a big family to support, but because she has herself in her heart.

That kind of emotion slowly accumulated and gradually fermented, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.He claims to be ruthless and unloving, but what is this fermenting emotion now?guilt?apology?move?No, neither!Negating my own thoughts one by one, this brewing emotion turned out to be more and more like the legendary "feeling".As he thought about it, unconsciously, his eyes staring at her softened, and instead of a laughing look on his face, it was replaced with an inexplicable emotion.He took out the broken hair tied with red thread from the leather bag in his arms, and said softly: "This is the amulet you gave me. With it, I don't even want to die. Fulfilling my promise is worse than death for me." important."

Changsun Linling looked at her broken hair in Ouyang's hands, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes, smiled bitterly for a long time, and said in a trembling voice: "You, don't say that. It's not easy for you, a stinky general, to die. Besides, I I don’t want you to fulfill your promises. If you love, you will love. If you don’t love, then you won’t love. These days, I have figured it out. If I just force it, there will be no good results. I don’t force you, I just hope you cherish your life Don't imitate those rangers who are generally proud of their lives. I have finished what I want to say, I, I am leaving!"

Ouyang saw her shoulders trembling slightly in the night, and he didn't know if she was crying or emotional, and he reached out to grab her but froze in mid-air. "Did she figure it out? Why didn't I feel relieved? Didn't I feel relieved?" Ouyang asked himself in a daze, and the delicate figure had already disappeared into the night.

"This ancient man may not be any better!" Ouyang muttered, thinking that this ancient man could have three wives, four concubines or even more, but it would be unrealistic if he wanted to use his affection deeply like him, and he himself It's not Wei Xiaobao in the novel, who has a lot of time to pick up girls, and uses all kinds of stalking and ironic tricks.If you really allow yourself to have so many confidante friends and spend time together, how can you have so much time to communicate with each other?At least those two people in my heart are still buried, and I still can't let go completely.

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly put a hand on his shoulder.Looking back, it was Qin Feng standing behind him. "Please walk loudly, okay? Seventh brother, are you going to scare me to death?"

"Even if I don't scare you to death, you still have to hurt yourself to death. I don't understand the relationship between men and women, but I think the word 'sincerity' is inseparable from all kinds of relationships in the world. Master once said that the highest state of practicing is The heart is like still water, and that still water is not stagnant water, but a group of people who are fully enlightened and live naturally." Qin Feng sighed, patted Ouyang on the shoulder again, and gave Ouyang advice as if he had experienced countless loves, then turned around and drifted away. back to his tent.

Ouyang couldn't help but laugh, he didn't mean to stay still and let nature take its course, why bother to let this cold seventh brother who has never touched a woman come to teach him?

"People say that feelings are the most troublesome, it's true!" Picking up the blanket and walking back to the tent, I don't know if I can sleep today.

Not long after Ouyang entered the tent, the delicate figure who had left just now gradually walked out in the night, still silent, still in the same position, she stared at Ouyang's tent, and wondered in her heart: "What do you call 'ancient men? Not necessarily so much better?', what is the meaning of the word "ancient"?"

She stood there lost in thought, her black and white eyes regained their agility.The night was getting darker, almost swallowing this woman, gradually becoming invisible.

Ouyang didn't know that the woman outside the tent had returned, he just wanted to relax and sleep well.So far, everything that has happened is like a dream, mixed with reality and illusion, making me want to wake up from the dream, but I am a little intoxicated. "Is this really a dream?" The bitterness and absurdity gradually rose, smoothing out all the emotions that happened today and yesterday, allowing this somewhat tired soul to temporarily relax.

"My hometown is where my heart is at ease..." With a murmur, Ouyang fell into a dream.