Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Chi Koike's back shuddered slightly.

He whispered Lou Ying: "... sir."

The sound was a little trembling, and the cat scratched Lou Ying's ears like a human, like an unintentional slap.

Chi Xiaochi said, "I don't have a card."

Lou Ying: "..."

Chi Xiaochi: "That card is expensive, so I only played against one."

He still remembered that the last visible card was redeemed with the regret on the third day after Jin Hua started to ask for dinner.

On that day, because he had no experience in begging for food, Yan Jinhua occupied other people's territory and was beaten up by a small group of local beggars. He demolished the shack he had managed to build and let him crawl out of town.

A full 80 points, which can only be exchanged for 5 minutes of physical time, is a useless garbage skill. Ikekoike redeemed it for collection.

Chi Xiaochi said, "When this mission is over, we will return to the main **** space, and we will do this again."

Lou Ying: "... what do you do?"

Chi Koike's pretending relaxed tone was a little shaky: "Just, about that."

Lou Ying held his hand and let go.

Chi Xiaochi turned his back to him and said, "Well, physical needs, I sometimes have them, which is normal."

Lou Ying's voice sounded behind him. He couldn't hear any emotions. "What did you just say?"

Chi Xiaochi stood up and pulled the soft boots on his right foot that he hadn't brought up to his ankles: "Well, I'll get some food."

The sound of walking out of the tent awakened Li Shushu who was resting outside the tent. Without having to say anything to Chi Xiaochi, he got up to pick up side dishes.

Facing the sky, Chi Xiaochi took a deep breath.

... He did it on purpose.

He deliberately misinterpreted Lou Ying's meaning and deliberately provoked him, knowing that even if he was angry, he would not be very angry.

Chi Xiaochi is not slow, he just does not want to involve more complicated emotions.

Just friendship.

Chi Xiaochi thought that Brother Lou should like him a little.

But there should be only a little bit.

Lou Ying is such a gentle person that can make him tolerate a bit clear and charming in his bones. He can't imagine that anyone can match him.

He was like a man who had been poor for a long time and thought he would always be poor. Suddenly he had the wealth of a rich country. The financial report allowed him to enjoy and splurge, but he would rather put the treasure in a box and sleep on a hard box.

Very strange psychology.

Chi Xiaochi laughed, took the small tray handed by Li Yishu, and re-entered the tent.

After the violent atmosphere of the tent in the tent was violently dispersed by Chi Koike's declaration of treaty, it made Chi Koike feel more comfortable.

Lou Ying, as he expected, thoughtfully did not say anything romantic enough to make his heart beat and was at a loss.

For a time, there were only the sound of cups and bowls colliding and the sound of swallowing in the warm soup entrance.

Lou Ying's eating behavior is very elegant, Chi Xiaochi has been watching him, and his mood gradually calmed down.

They also had to sleep, so the amount of food Ashu prepared was relatively small.

After eating five full, Lou Ying put his chopsticks: "Well, all right."

Chi Xiaochi withdrew the small table and tableware on the bed, and lay back with Lou Ying, helped him quilt, closed his eyes, pretending to be ready to sleep.

He thought that people should be sleepy after eating enough. When Lou Ying fell asleep, he could fall asleep with a hypnosis card ...

In a long silence, Chi Xiaochi thought that Lou Ying should fall asleep, and then secretly lit up the display.

When the sleeping screen was lit, a sleepless voice suddenly came from the side: "Speaking of us, are we making an appointment?"

Iike Koike crooked with a finger.

This was a bit ridiculous, but Ikko Iche felt instinctively something wrong: "... what's the appointment."

Lou Ying paused for a moment, as if it was more appropriate to consider what words to use.

In the end, he chose to borrow the words of Chi Koike: "About."

Chi Xiaochi: "........."

He felt that something was wrong.

In the original idea of ​​Chi Xiaochi, Lou Ying would certainly refuse.

Chi Xiaochi turned his head to the side, opened his eyes, and faced a pair of eyes sinking in the darkness, as quiet as two stars.

Lou Ying asked his opinion, "After returning home? Do you prefer to be in the kitchen, bathroom, or bed?"

Chi Xiaochi: "... Sir, when did you become like this?"

Lou Ying: "I hope you have a better experience."

Chi Xiaochi tried to shamelessly: "I never said that."

Lou Ying was even more shameless than him: "I recorded."

Chi Xiaochi: "... Sir, you are a bit perverted."

Lou Ying: "May I show it to you?"

There was no sound from Chi Koike.

Lou Ying seemed to feel something. Inventorying the warehouse in his consciousness, it was found that one more hypnosis card was missing.

... There is an amnesia card but it is useless, not bad, it is an improvement.

He sat up, looked at the sleeping pond, Koike, and sighed slightly.

Lou Ying knew where the crux of Chi Xiaochi was.

Memory will beautify a person.

Perhaps Chi Xiaochi didn't realize that, in his mind, Lou Ying was beautified too much.

A teenager who is good at learning, good at mechanics, has a good temper, and has nothing to do. Occasionally, he will be distressed because he has done a wrong question. He will forget the fried eggs in the pot because he is obsessed with the problem. Coke sighed.

He didn't want to be a high god, and Lou Ying was not a **** either.

At least God won't die, it won't be formatted, and he's unaware of the secrets of the system.

Lou Ying stared at Chi Xiaochi, with a gentle but helpless smile in the corner of his mouth.

"Now, I think what I am, I can be anything. The stars, the moon, Dong Feihong, Bru, Gan Gan, Gan Tang, the coal boss, Wen Yujing, Yu Fengmian."

"But I'm not your imagination."

"I want a lot. I have a desire. I have a lot of bad ideas you can't imagine. In the future, you may want to accept it slowly, and bear with it."

He bowed his head, arranged some messy quilts on the front of Chi Xiaochi's chest, without any more intimate movements, immediately supported himself to the ground with his arms, sat down in a wheelchair, looked down between his legs, and laughed bitterly.

To be a leopard, you have to solve it yourself, and you have to solve it by yourself in a wheelchair.

Li Shushu stayed outside the tent. He heard a muted moan or two inside the tent. He raised his ears and listened, but felt nothing.

Probably a nightmare.

With great encouragement, the soldiers marched much faster.

After half a month, they reached a waterfront in southern Xinjiang.

As the spring day deepened, the ice and snow melted, and the river rushed down with ice, like a horse without bounds.

"Borderless Horse" is also the name given to the river by the local aborigines.

There are also many veterans who are responsible for transporting grain and grass in the team. The more they move forward along the river, the louder the inspection and inspection in the team, as if everyone is discussing something in a low voice.

Yan Yuanheng was a bit strange: "What are they talking about?"

Suddenly Yun rides on his white horse, and the white spikes on the silver helmet are rattled by Jiang Feng.

He replied, "Back to the thirteenth prince, the ferry is coming."

ferry?

Yes, looking at the terrain here, if he remembers well, the former convenience is Yiyezhou Ferry.

Yan Yuanheng fell into silence.

On a winter day when he was still young, Southern Xinjiang was well-groomed and waged a war.

The southern Xinjiang cavalry was superior and prepared. Shi Jinghong was only a young general in his early twenties. At the beginning, he was short of leadership. He was separated from the large troops during the battle and fought along the river and retreated. There was a fierce battle nearby, and the time frightened the party to close the match temporarily.

In that battle, Yingjiang was bloodstained.

The chase came at any time, and the corpses of the ground were really unable to be buried. Shi Jinghong also feared that the people of the southern Xinjiang would kill the corpses and practice the corpses. They had to order with pain and push the corpses of the Central Plains soldiers into the blood-red river.

The lone soul travels along the river, and finally has a period of returning home.

The following year, the world was peaceful.

A veteran who had been in the North Front Army for many years, when he met in the early morning, he was shocked when he met, and he worshipped, saying incoherently, thank you, General, and General.

Shi Jinghong was so confused, he lifted him up and asked what was happening.

He held a letter and said with tears in his eyes. His wife wrote yesterday, saying that she dreamed of her son coming home, wearing blood-stained iron armor, drenched in water, and not talking, but stunned at the door Three beeps.

After waking up, his old wife stumbled to the door, kneeling at the place where the son had just bowed in his dream, and stroked and stroked it, as if there were still traces of water there.

The fire-headed soldier cried silently, saying that if the general would lead the way, his son's soul would be difficult to return. Thanks to the general for his kindness.

He couldn't hear Shi Jinghong's response for a long time, looked up, and suddenly realized that Jing Shihong was still crying.

Since then, the Northern Army has set rules.

Every time the Beifu army passes by a leaf boat, they need to dismount and lead the horse.

The Lord will have to kneel before the ferry to sacrifice the clothes, and the soldiers in Weijiang will die and go home.

In addition, there are three no sacrifices.

No sacrifice in wartime, no sacrifice in eagerness, no sacrifice.

Last time when Yan Yuanheng led his army to help, he also passed by here. Because of the urgent situation, he never stopped all the way and rushed directly from Yiye Boat.

When he returned, he remembered that when the wounded stopped, Yun stopped, and no one reminded him.

After all, he is not a soldier of the North House, and even if he is overwhelmed, he can be regarded as "disrespectful".

Yan Yuanheng was distracted and pondered over the events of the past. Within a moment, the former army stopped.

To the side of him, Shi Zhanyun leaned over and dismounted, flashing a red cloak on his body and being lifted to the side by Jiang Feng.

A leaf boat arrived.

It was an ordinary ferry, without any extra decoration. The tarpaulin on the top was blown by the warm river breeze, and because the river speeded up, the wooden ferry was even a little loose and stopped with the time The clouds swayed slightly as they stepped.

When he watched, Zunyun took off his silver helmet, put it on the head of the ferry, and immediately bowed in worship.

The action is clean and clear, which is unique to the young soldier.

As soldiers, they don't need to burn incense, they only need three solid sounds.

Shizhangyun untied his thin cloak.

The cloak of gold on the red background is like a red cloud drawn into the river.

Some soldiers responded, throwing helmets, whip, and even shoes and socks sewn before the old lady left the river.

The old soldier took the lead and shouted, and the new soldiers responded.

Gradually, the scattered shouts turned into Qi Ming, which was deafening:

"Yi said no clothes! With the same robe !!!"

"Yi said no clothes! Tongze with Zi !!!"

"Is it clothesless! With the same clothes !!"

After the sacrifice was finished, Shi Zunyun clamped the silver helmet with one hand and pulled the horse forward until the rear army passed the ferry before flying on the horse.

Yan Yuanheng, who had been watching him silently, asked him, "How many times have I done it?"

"Four times. This time is the fifth time." Shi Zingyun said with a little regret. "I did it when I went to visit my father in the frontier. I did n’t worship when I fought, and I did n’t succeed when I returned."

Yan Yuanheng said: "That time, you were injured and sick, and the Zhennan Pass was abolished. There was no medicine. Uncle Shi asked me to take care of you, and you were not required to worship."

Yan Yuanheng awkwardly tried to use the title of "Uncle Shi" to draw closer to the relationship with Shi Dingyun.

I haven't heard it for a long time, he kind of wants to hear him call himself Yuanheng.

Sure enough, he stopped saying: "That time ... Thank you, Yuanheng."

Yan Yuanheng lowered his head and could not help showing a happy smile where he could not see.

He looked up, and he was cold again, and insisted: "In these days, Uncle Shi never wrote to ..."

There was a sudden hoof sound in front of the speaker.

Look, that's a messenger in the Northern Army.

The messenger saw the major general head-on, and Pegasus came forward. He seemed to be in a hurry to report. His face was stiff with some wind, and he could not see whether it was joy or worry.

Shi Dingyun leaned over: "What's up?"

The courier gasped twice and hugged his fist: "Return to Major ... Major General, Zhennan Pass ... and another good news! A few days ago, Lieutenant General Luzhou Bai intercepted a South Xinjiang spy, and from his mouth asked for important information and sent Pei The state has won! "

Suddenly Yun heard the sound and sang.

Peizhou is not a strategic place where the soldiers must fight, but it is a sharp knife that separates Dingyuan and Luzhou. Now that Peizhou wins, Dingyuan and Luzhou can establish a new line of defense!

He took a letter out of his arms: "This is a letter from your general to your family. Major General, the younger must rush to the capital to report the good news and retreat first."

In Yan Yuanheng's view, after the victory, Uncle Shi wrote to Dingyun, which is a normal thing.

However, Yan Yuanheng turned his eyes and found that Chu Ziling, who had been riding behind Shizun Yunxie, had a happy look, but his face was a little dim, and that happy look was a bit reluctant, really strange.

He secretly remembered and didn't mention it much.