Song QingHan thought about it carefully, pushed back the action before Jiayi, and said in surprise, "what did your Lord Lu say to you? He made up with you? "
This sentence seems to poke the sad matter of Jiayi. His eyes are red, and the tears that just stopped flow down again.
However, he just quietly reached out and wiped the corner of his eyes. He did not say a word. He said calmly, "it's not that everyone is as stupid as I am."
Seeing him turning over and over, he said that he was stupid. Song QingHan finally came back to his taste. Looking at the poor appearance of Jiayi, his eyes flashed across.
It seems that he failed to make peace. The Lord Lu cut his love with a knife...
but he always felt something was wrong. If the person gave up so easily, what was the purpose of the silent waiting before? Is it to act a bitter drama to move yourself?
Seeing that song QingHan did not speak, Jiayi looked up at him and said slowly, "are you satisfied now? When I go back, I'll end up helpless. "
Song QingHan's heart was filled with guilt, which immediately reflected that it was Jiayi's own death that brought him to this situation. What kind of guilt does he have?
However, the abandonment of Jiayi made song QingHan feel at a loss.
He just had a quarrel with Wu Dahu because of the family instrument. As a result, this pimple disappeared so quickly?
After finishing the bed, Jiayi took a leisurely glance at Song QingHan. Seeing that he looked like a wooden man, Jiayi sneered and said, "it's really true that" it's not a family that doesn't enter a house. "Fortunately, your son doesn't stay
Song QingHan pursed his mouth and turned away in a daze. He was holding his wrist and his voice sounded in his ears.
"What are you doing? Didn't you understand that before? "
If he hadn't caught song QingHan quickly, I'm afraid song QingHan would have entered the prisoner's camp by mistake. Who knows what will happen then?
Song QingHan slowly regained his mind. He held on to Shu Luo's hand like a drowning man grabbing the last driftwood. He said in a low voice, "Jiayi gave up Wu Dahu. I was so angry that I couldn't vent my anger. It's too hard..."
Shuluo stopped and his eyes turned. It seemed that he understood something. After all, Jiayi's incident was very big. Rao didn't hurt the barracks very much You can also hear a lot of news, but he listened to it as a joke. He didn't believe that Wu Dahu would accept such a thing.
However, is the drunken man really Wu Dahu?
He sighed a little, patted song QingHan on the shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "if only you had attended that banquet. Maybe you could persuade Lord Wu to drink less, but it's a pity..."
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Song QingHan's eyes flashed a little doubt, and pulled out a long string of memories from his mind, which was like a movie.
The banquet... He could have gone to have a drink...
after a moment, song QingHan's face was dull, his hand was shaking, and he almost pulled himself forward.
"How do you know he was drunk that time? Maybe...
before he finished, Shuluo directly interrupted: "what don't I know? There's not as much wine in the barracks as you think. You can't drink as you like. The only chance to have a good drink is to win a great victory. "
After listening to Shuluo's words, song QingHan's face became more strange.
So, Wu Dahu thought it was Jiayi who was lying with him that night?
After thinking about this, he relaxed his shoulders and felt that a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
See Shuluo a face puzzled to look at him, he tightly grasped Shu Luo's hand, deep voice way: "thank you! Come to me if you have anything to do in the future
With that, he directly threw down the shocked Shuluo and strode toward Wu Dahu's tent.
Shuluo scratched his head and didn't understand what good he had done. He could get such a guarantee from Song QingHan. However, as soon as he thought that his life would be guaranteed, he couldn't help feeling happy. He walked towards the wounded barracks with his hands behind his back, and decided to take the lead of the military doctor.
Song QingHan walked to Wu Dahu's tent and suddenly stopped. A complex light flashed in his eyes.
If you tell Wu Dahu what you just got, the misunderstanding between them can be solved quickly, but song QingHan still can't vent his anger.
So... He opened the tent curtain, saw Wu Dahu staring at himself, as if he didn't see it. He walked directly to the bed, took off his shoes and clothes, and lay down on his side in the bed, closing his eyes to nourish his mind.
Wu Dahu saw that although he was not willing to take care of himself, he finally chose to come back to live. With a little hope in his heart, he held the small stone that had fallen asleep and walked slowly towards the direction of the bed.
When he lay on the bed, he heard song QingHan's breath sound so slight that it could not be ignored. Knowing that he was not asleep, he could not help but murmured: "don't be angry. What can I do if I'm angry...
it seems that song QingHan has finally found a vent. He opens his eyes and angrily says," are you worried that I'm going to ruin your son? don 't worry! No flowWu Dahu had some helplessness. He sighed silently. His outstretched hand stopped in mid air and continued: "my son can have it again, but you are the only one in my life."
This made song QingHan feel more comfortable, but he still did not turn around. He snorted bitterly: "yes, you will have many sons. Today's birth, tomorrow's birth..."
it was just a joke, but when song QingHan thought about the scene, he couldn't help his eyes sour and shed tears.
Wu Dahu saw his shoulder trembling slightly. Although he could not see his face, he knew what he was doing. He tightened his fist and slowly drew it back to both sides of his body. He said in a deep voice: "no, that kind of stupid thing will never happen again. When I go back from the battlefield, I will quit the official and find a quiet place to live a small life for our family."
Song QingHan's cry, subconsciously with the back of his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, frowned: "why resign? Don't you want to be an official? "
Wu Dahu's sight was fixed on the ceiling, so he didn't notice the change of song QingHan's expression. Hearing his words, he whispered: "it's enough to be an official here. All my wishes are satisfied. I just want to be with you all the time in the next days."
Although this is very sweet, song QingHan's heart beat very fast. A touch of worry flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "tell me the truth. Are you worried about getting drunk again, and then you will resign?"
However, to his surprise, Wu Dahu denied it.
"No, I was going to do it. It just strengthened my determination."
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