Zhao Jingting felt a little uncomfortable, not because he was jealous of Lu Zhishan, but because he was obviously in southern Xinjiang at that time, so why didn't he notice Xie Lun early on? Why didn't you fall in love with him earlier
For middle-aged men over forty, this is really a lifelong regret.
He missed Sherren's best years, and he also missed his own best years.
Fortunately, God showed mercy and allowed them to meet again in Cullen.
When mentioning Southern Xinjiang, Xie Lun seemed a little confused. He was silent for a long time and then continued: "Zhao Jingting, do you know when I first saw you?"
"When?" Zhao Jingting really wanted to know.
"In the fifth year of Jiasheng, I went to southern Xinjiang with the general. You led the generals to kneel down outside Kunming City to greet the general," Xie Lun whispered, reaching out to hold Zhao Jingting's hand and saying softly, "That day, you Wearing thirteen pieces of silver-white armor, with a belt of rhinoceros horns tied around his waist, he looked really majestic. At that time, I was standing behind the general, looking at you from a distance, and suddenly I remembered a play. Do you know which one it was? "
Zhao Jingting said softly: "I can't guess."
"Stepping down from the super-luminous white dragon horse, holding the platinum dragon spear in the palm; unparalleled valor, extraordinary courage, known as Qiankun Yiqian, the ever-victorious general Zhao Zilong..." Xie Lun sang softly, feeling embarrassed as he sang, and smiled sheepishly, "It's strange that I can sing such a Peking opera."
Zhao Jingting held Xie Lun's face and kissed Xie Lun carefully, from his eyebrows to the tip of his nose, from his lips to his chin. He really fell in love with this awkward guy who said he was too polite.
"I really admired you at that time. I thought that's what a great man and a hero should be, standing upright and protecting his family and country," Xie Lun added. "From that time on, I only rode white horses."
Zhao Jingting felt that his heart suddenly stopped beating. He looked at Xie Lun blinking non-stop because of nervousness and shyness. He looked at his own reflection in those bright black eyes. Zhao Jingting felt that he seemed to be the only one alive. In these eyes.
"Alan, if I had known earlier that I would love you so much now," he looked into those eyes and expressed his tenderness in his life word by word, "then I would have definitely fallen in love with you at first sight."
"Bah, who fell in love with you at first sight?" Xie Lun cursed, but his eyes suddenly became wet. He was so busy that he looked away, but Zhao Jingting held his face domineeringly, and tears fell from his eyes. Falling into the man's big hands, he felt it was so embarrassing, but he couldn't hold back his tears. He closed his eyes with resignation, and indulged in his feelings of grievance or joy in front of the man.
He really likes Zhao Jingting for a long time. From an ignorant boy to a calm young man, Zhao Jingting has always been a banner in his heart. He admires him, feels sorry for him, and loves him even more.
That year, he watched Zhao Jingting go to Beijing in misery to beg for compensation for the 70,000 fallen soldiers, and watched his heroic husband begging and knocking on the door of each mansion. He felt that his heart was about to collapse. He was too The heartache is so heartbreaking.
That year, he begged Lu Zhishan to send him to Kulun. Lu Zhishan asked him why he had to go to Kulun. He said it was for the most unwavering belief in his life. Although Lu Zhishan didn't understand , but finally agreed.
Lu Zhishan had been treating him so well, and he was really grateful. He should have stayed by Lu Zhishan's side and sworn loyalty to him for the rest of his life, but instead he wanted to follow in Zhao Jingting's footsteps like crazy.