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Chinese Valentine's Day Special Feature Hitomi x Zhuang Zhou Looking for
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Tanabata is cloudless, but it is a pity that our rare sober Zhuang Zhou mood is not sunny at all.
Just in front of a cup of tea, the famous single Wang Zhangliang in Chang'an city barked and barked in front of his house, feeling with deep emotion about the truth of the Qixi Dog Abuse Festival, what the world is like, the hot eyes and so on. A series of broken thoughts-
was killed Lianhuan (extremely loud) awakened, Zhuang Zhou rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, and fell from Kun to the bed with a bang.
Oh, really bad luck.
Zhuang Zhou got up angrily, half-squinted his sleepy eyes, and opened the door with a stiff expression on his face. It was full of anger. It was like seeing one throwing a handful of butterflies and two throwing a group of butterflies.
However, Zhuang Zhou, who has cultivated a good lan, finally exhausted all his power and just said indifferently: "Can't you go to other places and cry sorely?"
Zhang Liang was very refreshed and immediately sat down. On the stone steps in front of the door: "No."
There is really no way to communicate.
Zhuang Zhou petrified, but soon fell into a half-dream and half-awake state with insufficient self-control and summoned Kun.
At this time, Zhuang Zhou, who was depressed but couldn't help Zhang Liang, finally found out what seemed to be wrong.
wait...
where is the pupil magpie?
was cold for a moment, so Zhuang Zhou struggled to stay half-dream and half-awake, searching around. Although
said, there is no common sense and logic at all, because no matter how you think Tong Que is good enough, he won't hide in the closet, classmate Zhuang Zhou!
After a stick of incense, Zhuang Zhou scorched anxiously for three seconds, then fell asleep boredly, and almost fell into the rice tank. Fortunately, he was skillfully shaken by Kun and sat firmly (so he said that he went to the rice tank because he often planted Go in?).
doesn't matter, the guy promised to pay the rent, so he won't disappear so quickly.
Zhuang Zhou thought so absent-mindedly, he was surprised to perceive a fact.
He actually, unexpectedly...
has insomnia.
Is this the consequence of sleeping all the time since birth?
In the end, Zhuang Zhou, who had always been good-tempered, rushed out of the door impatiently, as if he had changed his personality. Zhang Liang was so scared that Zhang Liang suddenly forgot his words and shut up, watching this rare spectacle.
Even Liu Bang, who brought him to relieve (?) and came to the battlefield (saying that you are really insincere with Luban), stopped talking about going to work tomorrow, don’t waste time here, there is no mental power. Strong will become weak, wait for a series of words (wait is this really a solution?), sit on the sidelines and watch.
As for Lu Ban, although he didn't say anything, his little head protruding clearly read: Seek the crowd +1
Zhuang Zhou looked at these uninvited guests and decided to go straight to the subject, grabbing a squatting trio among them Zhang Liang, who took the lead, asked: Do you see a magpie today? The three of
shook their heads and shook their heads together. Those who didn't know thought they had a new type of infectious disease.
"Why don't you ask Bian Que if you want him?" In the end, Liu Bang, who was well-connected with people, put forward feasibility suggestions, and immediately ran away with Lu Ban and Zhang Liang. The latter two were settled, and the struggle was fruitless. Liu Bang was carried away smoothly.
ran, really fast! As the owner of
, Zhuang Zhou, who is the fastest in theory, realized the gap between theory and practice for the first time.
can't help it.
looked at the empty street—every family was preparing for the Qixi Festival. This street was not the main street, and it was naturally deserted—Zhuang Zhou only felt that the wind had passed and became more sober, and in the end he obeyed his opinions and headed towards Chang'an Medicine Shop.
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When the pupil woke up, there was no room for maneuver. When
went to buy a new pillow that Zhuang Zhou would like in the early morning, he was hooked by someone with a sickle. If it wasn't for the scarf to block him, he would be bloodied and killed on the spot. -
Although the person seriously clarified that he changed his weapon and controlled his power...
, what the guy who stunned him with indescribable force in the next second was not convincing, okay?
"So, do you have to operate again?" Hearing Bai Qi described a series of ins and outs of Tongque, finally at that guyWhen he began to describe the relationship story between him and Ying Zheng when he was young, he frowned and interrupted. (For details, please refer to the Qixi Festival Special 3 Bai Qi x Ying Zheng)
I didn't expect the guys who usually don't talk to be so terrible to nag.
"Hmm." It seemed like a long lyrical voice was about to return to dullness.
instantly, like the zipper on the mouth closed.
... The conversion is so fast.
Tong Que, who was unable to buy gifts, looked cold with cold eyes, and his cold and slightly mocking tone matched the voice he never gave to others (Zhuang Zhou is not a'other'), and she just said intimidated: "Your body has undergone many operations. , It will greatly reduce the life span, you should know."
"Hmm." It's refreshing.
"I want twice the price of the last time." The last time the consultation fee was all in Bianque's place, he didn't get it at all, and Tongque thought indignantly that he deserved it for delaying his buying gifts!
"Yeah."
confessed to you, did you just say ‘huh’ after a year?
is so persuasive.
originally wanted to let people retreat, and then happily rushed back to buy gifts to sleep with Zhuang Zhou. Tongque was unhappy, very unhappy, very unhappy.
Today is Chinese Valentine's Day!
is hateful, why does he still go to work? ! It's still this kind of troublesome big project, you know, such a difficult operation can't be performed without a whole day!
nothing more.
laughed mockingly and helplessly, Tong Que suddenly stiffened, only to realize that he hadn't shown the look he was most used to before, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.
is...that guy's sake, right?
thought of Zhuang Zhou, and suddenly thought of the new big velvet pillow that I just saw. Ah, damn, why not let him buy it first and knock him out?
is soft and comfortable, Zhuang Zhou will definitely like it.
is really a mistake.
Annoyed that his hands were not fast enough, Tongque complained in his eyes, but had to follow Bai Qi to the prepared operating room-this was definitely a premeditated hold, absolutely!
squinted his eyes, his eyes shattered, shimmering and icy.
Eye pupils closed and opened again.
He started to get serious. This is such a difficult and risky operation. This recognition even made him excited. Tongque is not as famous as Bian Que to see all kinds of interesting terminal illnesses. On weekdays, it is just more on the battlefield. Make a living.
looked at the white hair lying spontaneously, and Tongque took out the equipment one by one from the bag,
was interesting.
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"Tongque? I haven't seen it." In the Changan medicine store, Bian Que sat in the cubicle and sipped tea leisurely, frowning and answering.
At this time, Li Bai, who was exhausted because he was full of alcohol, finally couldn't stand his temper and rushed into the wine, as if he would tear Bian Que into pieces when he was not in a moment.
is kidding, Zhuang Zhou has no offensive power at all, is it a harmless and safe species?
Bian Que’s cold voice has seven images from the pupil that just came out of his dream, but it is also only seven images (at least Zhuang Zhou sounds very different).
Even so, Zhuang Zhou still heard some unfounded frustration, for the sake of a person who had disappeared all morning.
Watching Li Bai and Bian Que talk and laugh, the atmosphere is so good that there is nowhere to step in, and the extra Zhuang Zhou chaotically stepped out of the medicine shop by himself.
Zhuang Zhou didn't go home, but just stayed in the street not far from the door of the pharmacy--this is the distance he was chased by the young man when he stood blocking the door of the pharmacy just now.
looked up, it was still the clear sky of thousands of miles, the sun was warm, and it was so cold that it was sprinkled on the body but indescribably cold.
or he can't feel it?
He wanted to fall asleep and let Kun take him home, but he closed his eyes no matter what, so he was awake without sleep. If
can't sleep, there will be no travel, so the long distance can only be walked again.
The streets are full of traffic.
closed his eyes, and the man appeared as if he wanted a sword for him, and then a certain corner of his heart began to tear and pain, like a tarsal maggot, lingering.
pupil magpie disappeared completely without leaving any words for the first time.
Gradually, the pain became numb, and together with the sore feet, there was no more feeling. The weak Zhuang Zhou finally walked back to his house step by step, and sat down on the steps Zhang Liang had previously sat on.
He didn't eat anything, only a sip of tea from Bian Que in his stomach, he didn't feel hungry.
In the past, Tongque called him to eat, but now no one prepares or shouts, so he doesn't eat. Forget
.
But Zhuang Zhou is destined to be disappointed, because the sun goes from east to middle to west, and few pedestrians pass by this remote street, let alone Tongque.
Qixi Festival, that Zhuang Zhou who used to sleep all the year round, sits alone on the stone steps in front of the door with his eyes open, and every time someone passes by, he bursts up and laughs and stands up to see-
is not him. .
clearly raised his eyes, the man seemed to be still calling him to be more sober; when he turned around, it seemed to be another reprimand of “don’t eat anything, do you want to starve to death?”; when he turned his head, he seemed to be able to see the man He came back from the battlefield and waved silver in his hand, just because he was sleepy and too lazy to go to the battlefield to earn money.
But he is so awake now that he can't be awake anymore, what about Tong Que?
Zhuang Zhou couldn't think about it very much, trying to remember if he had something wrong with his words or actions, but in the vague, half-dream and half-awake memory, Tong Que had always been so gentle, never showing any impatience or discomfort.
even frowned, reluctant to frown at him.
Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day.
He will be back.
Zhuang Zhou thought so, still staring at the street where he didn't know when even a single figure would appear again, motionless.
He will definitely be back.
Zhuang Zhou insisted.
He will be back... right? The sky became darker and heavier just with this thought, and even Zhuang Zhou's mood became bleak.
Finally, it was pitch black.
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Pao Ding Jie Niu usually cuts along the joints of the armor, Tong Que's movements are proficient and smooth, and his eyes are calm and serious.
He takes the knife very quickly, his movements are relaxed, leisurely like clouds and flowing water, without hesitation but not bad at all.
quickly exposed the skin and flesh, revealing a layer of skin that was almost attached to the armor-the magpie slowed down and separated the skin from the armor. When it was, the armor would be destroyed by one point, and the skin would be scratched by one point less. Injured, but Tong Que's expression did not change, and the corner of her mouth even raised an invisible smile.
So the flesh and armor that seem to be inseparable are isolated. The
operation was still very smooth, perhaps because of the fact that Tongque was deliberately serious, and he himself was satisfied with the results of the conjecture confirmed by the operation-
until the end of the operation, before he found it was so late.
"Give me the fastest horse." Tongque's face instantly became the same color as the sky at this moment, and he coldly snorted, "Now."
Today is the Qixi Festival. How can
leave Zhuang Yiyi alone at home like this? Even if he is estimated to go to bed from morning to night, he doesn't care about foreign objects.
Damn it doesn't care.
, Tong Que, who is often hurt by this, can't help but feel a little sad when he thinks of this. I'm afraid that guy won't find him missing all day, right?
Even so, he still has to rush, and rush back before the next day.
Tongque's equestrian skills are actually terrible, he is used to walking.
But he kept pumping his horse to drive it forward as he was not afraid of death. The bumps were very acceptable, and Tong Que didn't want to worry about that much. When
arrived at the gate of Chang'an, he released the horse directly according to Bai Qi's request (it is said that the horse would run back on its own), and then ran all the way, regardless of the bumpy bones, almost falling apart, from the north of the city to the south of the city. bubble.
But he finally got there.
Then, Tongque stopped abruptly. He saw that his lights went out, and someone at the door was sitting absently on the stone steps.
squinted his eyes and stayed asleep, looking like an abandoned puppy.
is not Zhuang Zhou and who is it?
is magical. Seeing him approaching, Zhuang Zhou's bloodshot eyes were open, and he fell straight in front of him—he caught him quickly. Huh, this is...
fell asleep again?
The fatigue and pain of the bumps all the way still exist, but seeing this person's face full of anxiety and anxiety, Tong Que suddenly feels that he was eaten to death, not onlyOnly oneself.
This is not a loss.
seems to have been in the wild for a long time, seeing the dim light of other people's lights in the distance, and it is unspeakable for a moment.
This brightly lit and prosperous Tanabata night is so cold, Tong Que's mood blooms like night fireworks, a little bit, unusually warm.
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Qingming【Lanling King x Mulan 】The battlefield festival
family rain in Qingming season.
said that, the barracks were not closed, so Hua Mulan sat on her patio and watched the rain leaking from the eaves corner waterfall. Don't be too boring - if
is not closed, there must be battles. The army of
has been disbanded at odds and ends.
In this peaceful and prosperous world, it is a blessing and life for her to be able to get a fan with max ability like this. How dare to ask the court to raise a group of veterans and give them money for their continued training.
thinks that the left and right are clear, it is better to go to the battlefield to sacrifice her brothers who sleep on the battlefield.
The king of Lanling, maybe he should be called Gao Changgong now, and he has lived with Mulan for a long time, and he has learned more or less about folk customs. I know why that person is no longer cheerful and heroic at this moment.
No, maybe it should be said that this knot had arisen long ago when she left the army and returned to her hometown, he had always known it.
frowned, and in the end he just silently put a thick coat on her, who was not good at expressing it.
This early spring is still cold. The legend of the
battlefield belongs to the battlefield. After this time, who else knows the name of the legend?
"Let's go." Finally, after taking care of the burden, King Lanling showed his seldom smile and tried his best to warm his beloved wife whose palms were as cold as the rain. "The nearest battlefield was only a half-day journey, instead of entangled here. , It's better to follow your heart."
"Will they...are they still there..." Hua Mulan recovered from the trance memory, but suddenly and stubbornly pulled the sleeve of the man, as if clutching the last help Asked him like a straw, but after inquiring, he asked and answered himself, as if he was in a deeper confusion, "Yes...they don't have a coffin, so they can only wrap it in cloth and mats and bury them...they, they can't return to their hometowns. Now."
that legendary blade.
that almost undefeated myth.
Mulan, who is always full of spirits.
was once so proud to be almost stubborn, but in this Qingming, his expression was sad and trance. Even the words were said intermittently, with the hesitation she had looked down on most.
can't tell. When
is really silent on the battlefield, how can he be alone?
The yellow sand is wanton, the ruined and withered remains are everywhere, broken iron, weathered withered bones... intertwined and disorderly, the dust is lightly rising in the raindrops, blurring the time.
wind and sand, but it is different after all.
Two people who have fought each other on the battlefield are holding hands safely at this moment.
Hua Mulan had red eyes and straightened her waist. She threw the old bowl she had brought to the ground. After pouring the wine, she smashed the jar severely... instantly torn apart.
She said: "Do it." Then
raised her hand and swallowed a bowl of rice wine.
But Fengsha whimpered, and there were no more people who echoed her order and shouted "War!".
Gao Changgong was standing with his hands behind, watching Hua Mulan almost stubbornly screaming, drinking, continuing to shout, continuing to drink...Finally could not help but step forward and hug from behind, regardless of the person's red eyes The hysterical frantic struggle, only slowly said: "Don't drink it. You brought the wine for them, and if you drink it again, you can drink it all by yourself."
Hua Mulan's movement stopped for a while, and she turned blankly. He turned his head, stared with a hollow expression in his red eyes, bit his lower lip, and finally opened his mouth and said nothing.
Because the look in that person's eyes clearly felt deeper pain than her.
Why be sad in front of such a person.
wiped her face hastily, and the slightly cheered Hua Mulan's reorganization movement gently turned and hugged the person: "Sorry."
"It's okay." Wang Lanling said, soft, even slightly LikeA comforting smile, "There is no war today."
is smiling.
that person. How did the storyteller of
describe him that year?
-"The appearance is soft and strong, and the voice and appearance are both beautiful. In order to be diligent and meticulous, every time I get sweet, although a melon and a few fruits, I will share it with the soldiers."
But his soldiers were killed in battle, and his citizens were Extinct. Even if there are delicacies of melons and fruits, who else to feast on?
Yes, there is no war today.
, but behind no war, is the sadness of destroying the country and no home——
"Are you... okay?" Hua Mulan, who is not good at making her daughter's home, wanted to comfort, but in the end only said awkwardly: "That, although they are all I'm not here but I..." I deliberately tried to slow down, but I almost bit off my tongue after I finished talking-stupid mouth, nothing to mention!
"No problem." That person was obviously more open than her, or hidden deep, he only raised his eyebrows, his speech was faint but silent, which made people feel distressed, "Stay for a while, it's time to leave."
how is it.
"Gao Chang Gong, please wait for a while!" In the end, Hua Mulan, who was worried about the person beyond everything else, shouted to the person, raising her head with a hearty and heroic look, full of air and neat appearance, "Where is the hesitant like A man! Hurry up and divide my wine worship. I will see them again next year. I will return!"
Huh?
Lanling King turned his head and looked at the woman who was clearly embarrassed and regaining her determination. He probably received the encouragement and warmth from the man's hearty slap on the shoulder, which made it easy and also to reduce the inevitable sadness.
Two people who were equally embarrassed but equally heavy with a hard shell, returned with their hands.
is so lucky, because every year of Qingming for the rest of my life, there are people who are similar to me inspire each other.
is on the same battlefield, it doesn't matter how embarrassed the image is.
hold your hand, hold your hand and return.
