Zhao Jingting gritted his teeth and said, "Drank."

"I just said, you have known each other for so many years, and your relationship is so good, why haven't you had a drink together," said Mu Nanshan with a smile, his eyes are full of young people. "But look at Brother Zhao. I know you're afraid you didn't drink too much, otherwise how about the three of us not getting drunk when Brother Xie returns? "

"... Okay." Zhao Jingting wasted a lot of energy before he squeezed out a not too ugly smile.

"Okay, let's say so, it's not too late, Brother Zhao, I'll go back first." Mu Nanshan got up and left.

"it is good."

...

After Mu Nanshan left, only Zhao Jingting was left in the big room. He was facing the dim candle light for a while, and then he blew out the candle and felt the black and went to bed. .

Without washing, without taking off his clothes, without even taking off his shoes, he buried his head in Xie Lun's pillow, and the tears burst into tears as soon as the smell on it burrowed into his nose.

...

"I don't know that you are a wine leaker who drinks wine as water. I regret that I can drink three pounds of daughter red without changing the color, but I can't resist burning two or three knives!"

...

"So you drunk me that night?"

"I think ... I want Allen to be my person, so that Allen ... can't live without me anymore."

...

"Allen, I remember you have been riding white horses? Why do you like white horses?"

...

"Jiasheng five years, I went to southern Xinjiang with the general, and you led the generals to kneel outside the city of Kunming to welcome the general. That day, you were wearing a silver-white thirteen armor and a waist and a rhinoceros horn belt. Suddenly I remembered a play, do you know which one? "

"Can't guess."

"Cross the ultra-light white dragon horse, and hold the Tianlong platinum gun in the palm of your hand; the heroes are worldly, and the courage is slightly superior. The person is called Qian Qiankun, and Changsheng General Zhao Zilong ..."

"Strange to say, I will sing such a Peking opera."

...

"I really adored you at that time. I think the big men and heroes should be like this, stand up and defend the country, and from then on, I only ride white horses."

...

Zhao Jingting hugged the pillow tightly, tears wantonly.

The cry of a man is not so nice, let alone a forty-something grandfather.

For the first time in his life, Zhao Jingting felt that he was stupid than pigs and dogs. Even the princess knew that Xie Lun was in love, but he knew nothing about him.

He only knew that he had endured and worked hard for Xie Lun all these years, but he never knew how long Xie Lun had endured it, and whether he had also struggled so hard.

Why does Shelen only ride a white horse?

When he was most downcast that year, why didn't Xie Lun stay in Jingshi and take part in this wasteland with him?

...

On New Year's Eve that year, why did Sheron pretend to be drunk?

...

Today he understands.

He always thought that he was affectionate, but where did he know that Xie Lun was deeply rooted?

From ignorant and clear children, to adolescents who are young and indifferent, to young people who are now calm and tenacious.

How many years did he keep Sharon waiting?

...

~~~~~~~~~~~

Jiasheng March 20

Governor of Guangxi Yamen.

After Zhou Ran struggling in bed all night, he finally welcomed the baby's first cry in the morning light.

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