The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

In the dead of night, the village was silent, and Gu Heyan walked towards the inn with Mu Zhiming on his back. Mu Zhiming was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly, but he didn't want to be quiet and kept talking: "Gu Heyan."

"Um?"

"I'll hum a song for you, okay?"

"Okay."

Mu Zhiming then hummed in Gu Heyan's ear in a low voice. He hummed the song out of tune, intermittently. After humming, he despised himself: "I hummed so badly."

Gu Heyan pursed his lips and smiled.

"You laughed." Mu Zhiming seemed to have discovered something strange, and stared at Gu Heyan closely, "I don't think I've ever seen you laugh before."

Gu Heyan said, "You see it now."

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to know some big happy event, he bent his eyes and pursed his lips, and laughed secretly.

It was at this moment that Gu Heyan suddenly felt that he had lived a new life, that everything would be all over again, and he should not choose to retreat in a panic.

He wanted to try and compete with Fu Yi.

But the next second, Gu Heyan heard Mu Zhiming say something softly.

"Gu Heyan, I'm sorry, I didn't return the vermilion phoenix nirvana jade pendant to you in my previous life."

As soon as Mu Zhiming's words fell, he felt that the person carrying him stopped, and his whole body trembled.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhiming asked in confusion.

Leng Yue did not know when to hide behind the dark clouds, the cold wind dyed the wind and frost, the winter in the desert was approaching, the air was piercing the skin, and it should be snowing.

In the silent silence, a thought that had been caught by chance appeared in Gu Heyan's mind.

Mu Zhiming can speak Gouji language proficiently and does not need to be taught at all.

In half a day, he understood what the Gouji characters on the big stone recorded, which is not something a beginner can do.

More importantly, Gu Heyan remembered that in the chaotic realm of the past and present, he did walk down the bridge with Mu Zhiming...

Gu Heyan took a deep breath, his voice trembling faintly: "Mu Zhiming, do you...do you still remember your relationship with the Fifth Prince?"

Mentioning Fu Yi, Mu Zhiming couldn't help sneering in his heart. Although he didn't understand why Gu Heyan suddenly asked such a question, but he was sober when he was drunk, so he asked what he asked and answered: "I remember, naturally I can't forget it."

Gu Heyan's eyes darkened for a moment, and from then on the deep pool under his eyes was only dead silence, and no one could stir up a little ripple.

He exhaled a cold breath, thinking of the days before his last expedition to the frontier in his previous life. He always woke up in the middle of the night, his hands shook and knocked things over. The inexplicable panic tormented him every day, so much that he did something extremely rude.

The day before the expedition, he went to the mansion of Duke Yan to find Mu Zhiming.

Not to visit openly, but to sneak in from the backyard over the wall.

He wanted to take a look at Mu Zhiming.

So when he entered the garden in late spring that afternoon, Dongfeng was intoxicated with yellow vine wine, Gu Heyan hid behind the rockery in the courtyard, saw Fu Yi and Mu Zhiming say a few words, and then...

Then Fu Yi lowered his head and kissed Mu Zhiming.

In the previous life, Gu Heyan retracted his gaze, and lowered his head to see the dirt on his feet.

In this life, Gu Heyan's face was pale, and when he looked up, he saw that the sky was dimly lit by the moonlight.

After several years of wandering, it is difficult to mend the broken mirror of love, and both eyes are empty in the past life and the present.

From beginning to end, everything is an illusion.

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Mu Zhiming didn't know why Gu Heyan was suddenly silent, and he couldn't get an answer to his questions. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Mu Zhiming, who couldn't bear the freezing, shivered.

Gu Heyan recovered from his trance and walked towards the inn with Mu Zhiming on his back.

The two returned to the inn room, Gu Heyan carefully put the confused Mu Zhiming on the bed, but Mu Zhiming who left Gu Heyan's back immediately sat up, as if he had lost something, grabbed it and turned around Gu Heyan's arm, who was about to leave, was tightly clasped in his arms.

Gu Heyan said, "I'll bring you a bowl of hot water."

Mu Zhiming stared, his eyes filled with mist that could not be dissipated: "Who am I, who are you, and where is this?"

Just as Gu Heyan was about to answer, he was interrupted by Mu Zhiming: "Wait, don't tell me, I can recognize it myself."

The drunkard tilted his head and grabbed Gu Heyan's arm arrogantly: "You, come here, I'm a little dizzy, I can't see you clearly, can you squat for a while?"

Gu Heyan squatted down beside the bed in silence and obedience, Mu Zhiming smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hands to hold Gu Heyan's face, Gu Heyan's whole body was as stiff as a stone, and he didn't dare to move half an inch.

Using the candlelight in the room, Mu Zhiming traced Gu Heyan Junyi's eyebrows with his eyes, he knew who he was.

He is a person who looks cold on the surface, but in fact, he is not cold but gentle like a spring brook.

Although he doesn't like himself, he treats each other with courtesy and benevolence.

For the country and the people, he did his best to keep his heart and heart in history.

He is affectionate and righteous, and misses the old people in the mansion, even if they are just slaves.

He is really nice, everything is nice, and his name and characters are also nice, He Yan, Yu Yi, dare to burn and be charming.

Mu Zhiming was overwhelmed with wine, his brain was hot, and suddenly he had bad thoughts. He blinked his eyes and whispered, "You are... Brother Yi."

The expression of the person in front of him was stunned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't believe his ears at all.

Gu Heyan thought he heard it wrong, but Mu Zhiming saw that he was ignoring him, so he raised his voice and shouted again: "Brother Yi."

It's so real, it's impossible to hear it wrong no matter what.

Gu Heyan's lips trembled, lost his soul, and repeated like a babble.

"Yi... brother?"

"Yeah." Mu Zhiming nodded triumphantly.

Gu Heyan took a deep breath, the blood all over his body was instantly cold, he closed his eyes and pulled down Mu Zhiming's hand holding his face, his voice was low and hoarse: "You are drunk, you are mistaken, I am not your brother, I am Go and pour you a bowl of water." After speaking, Gu Heyan stood up and left the room.

Mu Zhiming thought that Gu Heyan didn't like him calling him that, so he was downcast and sad.

After a while, Gu Heyan brought a bowl of warm water back to the room. Mu Zhiming took the bowl of warm water and slowly drank it with his head down. Seeing that he had finished drinking, Gu Heyan reached for the empty bowl.

At this moment, Mu Zhiming held Gu Heyan's outstretched hand, he raised his head and asked Gu Heyan, "Can't you be my brother Yi?"

Gu Heyan was speechless.

Mu Zhiming said softly, "I know brother Yi, you think I'm a **** and don't like me, but I'm not like that. Can you like me a little bit? Just a little bit."

Gu Heyan: "He doesn't dislike you, he will like you."

Just like in the previous life, you have him in your eyes, and he promises you peace and worry, and grow old together, but I am just passing by in a hurry, passing by the wrong shoulder will not disturb your joy in life.

"Really?" Mu Zhiming heard Gu Heyan's words with joy, "Will brother Yi like me in the future?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming smiled and held Gu Heyan's hand tightly: "Okay, I'll wait."

"Go to sleep." Gu Heyan looked away.

That night, Mu Zhiming didn't sleep peacefully. He was dreaming all kinds of dreams, in which he vaguely heard the cold wind passing through the frontier of the desert, like a choked sigh.