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Chapter 8 Chapter 12
A fifteen-year-old striker is not worth many people's concern.
Dengzhupu | The dark shadow that came out, closed most of the tent, and the apprentices of the military doctor were left to guard at night. Where did the ginseng come from, and there were only a few of them in the military camp. He was not qualified to use this. He led a cavalry all the way in wet scorpions, through the burning woods in the winter, and raided the enemy. Only two people came back, still relying on the spirituality of the warhorse. One is dead, and the other is still here.
The apprentice had to talk to him from time to time to ensure that the striker was sober and not really dead.
He smoked through his throat and hurt his eyes. In the heat, he looked up at the blackness in front of him.
"I... have a younger sister," he said slowly, "very domineering. Every time I leave home, I force me to swear that I can't die, that I can't die in front of her. I swear, I swear to God. Little brother, I'm leaving. She can't live anymore."
Small people, invisible at night, are so beautiful when they are born. Without him, how can we live in the world.
Iron clothes are broken in a hundred battles, and even iron clothes can be broken. Human bones are worse than mud.
If it really hits the hell, who can stop it.
That night, the military doctor's apprentice listened to him talk about what his sister likes and dislikes, so fine that he can use two fingers to compare how much hair grows every month. He was always awake because he remembered Zhaozhao saying, "Brother, if you are going to die in battle, I will hit the wall and drink poison and roll on the iron nails, hurting myself to death." She said, brother, do you know that I have only you.
Of course he knew that without waiting for no one to take care of her, being starved to death and being bullied, she would do everything in her power to catch up with her.
Zhaozhao had a natural cruelty, and he all followed him.
...
Shen Ce was beside the bookshelf, always consciously aware of all this, and really admired that he had been able to maintain his mental strength despite being seriously injured and infected in the past.
He has a real feeling of fever, but his temperature is normal.
With his "smoked" eyes, he could see some scenes vaguely, and when he touched the bed, it hurt. There is no wound on his body, but all the pain of the knife being cut through the flesh.
The arm was cut to the bone. This is the place where Zhaozhao's face was stuck last night.
Yesterday was wise, didn't see anyone, this kind of thing not only couldn't let Zhaozhao know, but no one could see it. If the family finds that it is so serious and sends it to the doctor, it will be found that there is no cure, and it is an unspeakable hallucination.
Judging from the speed of visual recovery, it's all temporary, and it will get better in a day or two.
This has just arrived at the front to participate in the leadership, and it is far away from the king and Baijue. It is no wonder that everyone has to stop him to stop him and persuade him.
His shirt was soaked with sweat a few times, he struggled to lift his arm that looked like a wound, and moved the leg that seemed to be broken, and looked at the teacup on the desk. If you want to find a way, drink a sip of water first.
He was dripping with cold sweat, his throat was "wounded" by the smoke, he couldn't help swallowing water, his Adam's apple slipped twice.
She suddenly thought that in the video room, her lips were kissing here, and the slightly suppressed breathing sounded when kissing her Adam's apple.
Zhao Zhao saw him again two days later.
Everyone made an appointment to go to the top floor for a swim. She was born afraid of water, so she came late. Unexpectedly, he appeared without a trace. Zhao Zhao, who was wearing a one-piece short dress with a one-line collar, was the only girl by the pool who was not wearing a swimsuit, and he was also the only man who was not wearing a bath towel.
He was just recovering from a serious illness. He seemed to lack strength and leaned against the edge of the bar lightly. The collar of the pure cotton shirt was not stiff, but slightly soft. Next to the glass, fingertips slid along the edge of the brown coaster. was listening to cousin, Shen Jiayan.
She passed from the corner. At first Shen Ce couldn't see her, but she was able to see him first. I also saw it, and it was rare to see tenderness. It turned out that he was not just treating himself. At this moment, he turned his face slightly and listened to what his cousin was saying.
When I came in to see his sick face, my heart softened. But when he saw that he and his cousin got along so well, and remembered what they had done in the basement a few days ago, they realized that he and he didn't want to see the light, which was worse than the ambiguous relationship of ordinary people.
"Zhao Zhao is here." Someone found her.
Everyone called her Zhaozhao in person, and her sister was called Dazhaozhao.
Zhaozhao could feel that he was looking at himself, turned his face to an angle, and pretended not to notice Shen Ce's presence: "I'll come and see you and leave, you all know that I don't swim."
Shen Jiayan left the bar as soon as she saw her: "Let's go when you come. It's like something."
The cousin forced her to keep her, so she couldn't shake her face and walked away, sitting far away from the swimming pool.
"Still angry?" Shen Ce chose the nearest place to sit beside her, leaned on the armrest of the reclining chair, and asked her.
It was a completely unfamiliar man's voice, low and hoarse, because he didn't have the strength to speak, it was even more dull.
If he hadn't seen him, Zhaozhao would have mistaken him for a stranger. She looked at Shen Ce uncontrollably. And unlike a cold, it's not, and even the most severe aphonia isn't enough to cause this change.
Shen Ce guessed what she was surprised about, and smiled: "Just listen to it and get used to it."
Zhaozhao tried his best not to look at his face, his smile.
"How long do you sit before you want to talk to me?" he asked again.
Zhaozhao looked at the water in the pool, pursed his lips, and did not respond.
Shen Ce looked at her profile face, and suddenly found that this angle was more beautiful, and it was not like Yue at this time. The bridge of her nose is also very high, but she has the delicacy of a girl, it is very narrow, and the tip of her nose is slightly raised, like the corners of her lips, which are also slightly raised.
Beauty shemale and idle.
She has been stared at since she was a child, but being watched by others is completely different from being watched by Shen Ce.
A string in his heart was tense, and it was squeezed more and more tightly by his gaze.
Just before the string was about to be crushed, he suddenly left. Zhaozhao couldn't look back either, for fear that he would see that he cared, so he continued to straighten his back and look at the swimming pool. The waves of water reflected in the blue at the bottom of the pool rushed to the side of the white pool, and then retreated.
About half an hour later, Zhaozhao was called to try on the bridesmaid dress. Shen Jiayan accompanied her.
It is a reception room on the first floor, which has a rest suite, a dressing room, and a toilet, which is convenient for changing clothes. The tailor had met earlier and flew to Montreal to take her measurements.
"Shen Ce is really difficult to get in touch with. I can't talk to him about anything. Fortunately, we have someone we know in common, so we can talk." My cousin said to her in front of the mirror that spanned half the wall.
"Who?" Zhaozhao's mind was not here, he looked at the dress in the mirror, afraid of hearing the specific content of their conversation, and even more afraid that his cousin would ask her for advice, revealing that the two were having an affair.
"You," my cousin smiled, as if answering an extremely obvious question, and then made fun of her, "When you came, you were talking about your fear of water."
Zhaozhao touched the top button on his back and said "um".
My heart was like the water in the swimming pool just now, pushing and shoving it up to the edge of the pool, suddenly it was full, and it was about to overflow.
"He likes you very much," said the cousin.
"Really?" She instinctively concealed, "I don't think so."
"If it weren't for the relationship between the two of you, it would be the most topical, and maybe there is still development."
"How could it be," Zhaozhao couldn't touch the matching rope button of the top button, "He seems to have a girlfriend," she tried hard to separate herself from Shen Ce, "I saw him in Hong Kong. A few friends. I heard from his friends about a girl who is also studying in Cambridge like him. They often go back and forth with him. The schedule is kept secret from the family, so maybe they will live together earlier. , she finally said, "It's just that he doesn't want to admit it."
My cousin was still disappointed, but a man appeared in the mirror, it was Shen Ce.
She only remembered that he was the best man, and if she wanted to try on clothes, it should be around the same time. How did you forget it. Shen Ce seemed to have just seen them there, and paused for a while. Seeing that Zhaozhao was dressed, he stepped in again. He picked out a tie from the single antique sofa with gold embroidery thread and turned his back to the two sisters.
She did find the small rope buckle, but her fingers slipped and couldn't be fastened.
I wanted to ask my cousin to help me tie it up. My cousin, like her, had a guilty conscience that she was discussing personal affairs behind her back and was almost found out, so she greeted Shen Ce: "It happens that you accompany Zhaozhao, I will go up."
Zhaozhao continued to work hard, his eyes drooping under his eyelashes, just hoping for him to leave quickly, completely forgetting that he could go too... But just tie a button and go out to find a tailor.
Shen Ce put his tie on the high back of the sofa, walked over, and closed the two doors.
Seeing it in the mirror, Zhaozhao subconsciously took a step aside, looking to make room for him to look in the mirror.
"I have a girlfriend?" He walked behind her.
Shen Ce's voice changed, bringing an unexpected sense of strangeness, making this place more like a private meeting.
"Let's just talk about it, what are you eavesdropping on," she whispered, lest a door be heard.
Shen Ce pushed her fingers away and fastened the slippery little button for her. It was round and small. He couldn't hold such a small thing as a man, and asked in a low voice, "Eavesdropping?"
"If you don't show your face, it's just eavesdropping."
He nodded: "Two tailors, six apprentices, and four maids eavesdropping together. The battle is not small."
...
"If you don't come in, there will be illegitimate children," he asked with a smile. "How many boys and girls?"
This question seems to be with her... Zhaozhao ignores him.
From knowing that he was talking to his cousin by the pool just now, all the things in his heart were scattered, and when he saw him in the mirror, he returned to a hidden situation. him and his own secrets.
"Who knows, maybe there is." She refused to admit defeat and returned to him.
Shen Ce didn't argue with her, he gently pressed forward and pressed her to the mirror. From the moment he came in, he was looking at the front, back and back of her tube top dress, which was white, and dazzled his eyes. Zhao Zhao's palms sweated early, and he pressed half a palm print on the spotless mirror surface, and a few small prints were pressed on his fingertips.
When he was about to kiss the back of her neck, she forcibly turned a half circle, but she couldn't escape the world where his arms stretched out.
"Brother, it doesn't matter," she raised her voice and said to outsiders, "You still care about your tie, I'll do it myself."
He didn't answer and watched her play.
"You murdered me that day." She whispered, her chest heaving and the edge of her shoulder blades pressing against the mirror. It will always be like this with him, going to the sky and falling to the ground at one time. But there are people outside the door, not loud enough.
She must settle the old account, Shen Ce expected.
"Is it too sad because I'm sick, so I'm in a bad mood?" Zhaozhao asked.
She would feel sorry for him and find reasons for him, and Shen Ce also expected it.
"Small problem." He retorted lightly.
"I haven't seen anyone for two days."
"There are so many things," he laughed, "what should I do?"
"What can I do," she complained in a low voice, unable to speak to him, "who knows if it's true or false."
In front of Shen Ce, there was still little blood on his lips, but he still pursed his lips and looked at her with a smile.
His palm slid across her chin, supported her face, leaned forward again, and when he felt that his lips were about to touch her, her upper body froze and her eyelashes trembled. She wanted to close it, but she couldn't. Hold on tight. He looked at her, wanting to see how long she would last.
She was seen weak at the waist, and then thought that there were so many people in the partition wall, and they were all tailors and apprentices who were waiting for the two to change their dresses and adjust the size. Presumably, she would listen more carefully to the movement in the fitting room.
She waited until her heart clenched for a while, as if feeling that the blood was extremely unsmooth, flowing one after another in her blood vessels. She lowered her gaze that looked at his chin down, did something she had always wanted but never accomplished, and pressed her lips to his Adam's apple. His Adam's apple trembled under his lips.
Zhaozhao opened her lips and pursed it lightly. The buzzing in her ears was agitated by her own heartbeat. When she swiped with the tip of her tongue, his Adam's apple also slid up and down slightly.