His consciousness was a little hazy, and he struggled out of the dream, but he couldn't open his eyes. He could only hear the quiet surroundings, only the crackling of the flames. Listening carefully, as if he could still hear the sound of breathing, he frowned, looking very painful, still unable to open his eyes. I vaguely remembered that I had seen two men, presumably they were by my side. The internal organs seemed to be dislocated, and they were in severe pain. The last picture I could remember was when I fell from a cliff where I didn't know where I was, and I saw a person's anxious face.
-Who is he
-Who am I
Just thinking about it, he struggled hard, but he couldn't exert any strength, but he heard someone talking beside him.
"I said, when you wake up, don't pretend to be asleep."
The voice was familiar, yet unfamiliar. The sound was like a signal, which made him finally open his eyes, his vision changed from blurred to slowly focused, and he could see the person in front of him clearly. He was so close to him that he seemed to touch the tip of his nose if he lowered his head a little, but his attention was drawn to the scar on the man's cheek.
The two crossed bruises on his cheeks looked old.
He always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but now he can't even remember who he is, let alone find out the origin of this scar from his pale memory.
Xue Ziqin looked at the black pupils of the young man on the couch. He didn't hear a word from him for a long time. He couldn't help worrying about it. It was said that he fell from the True Qi Peak. Could it be that he fell stupid? Thinking of this, Xue Ziqin asked again, "Are you... okay?"
"Who are you?"
The man on the couch opened his mouth, but his tone was cold, and he couldn't hear any gratitude. But it is, after all, he was not rescued by Xue Ziqin, and if I want to say gratitude, I am also grateful to those two Wei Jiang boys.
But this thing is quite interesting.
Xue Ziqin remembered the information Min Qiu had said a few days ago, and the person in front of him should be the "noble person" whose whereabouts are unknown.
"I'm Xue Ziqin, don't you remember me?" Xue Ziqin asked tentatively.
If someone else was present at this moment, it would be a big surprise. When did Xue Ziqin ever be so patient with people? His tone was even gentle. In comparison, the young man was cold. Hearing Xue Ziqin's question, he didn't even frown, but his eyes were still somewhat defensive. Staring closely at Xue Ziqin's face.
Before anyone could answer, Xue Ziqin was staring at him and felt uncomfortable. He was originally sitting on the edge of the couch, but now that he is sober, he avoided looking at the boy, stood up with his back to him and said, "Forget it if you don't remember."
"Then you know me, who am I?"
He didn't expect that the other party would say such a sentence, and he didn't expect that he fell from the first peak of Xuanguo. He didn't fall to his death, but he lost his memory, but it was reasonable and reasonable. It would be amazing to say that a fall from Zhenqi Peak was just a bruise.
Xue Ziqin took a few steps back and forth in the tent without answering.
The person on the couch was not in a hurry, maybe he couldn't move either, he just followed Xue Ziqin's movements with his eyes and waited for the next sentence.
Xue Ziqin certainly knew who this person was.
Not only know, but also very familiar, but whether the other party thinks that he is very familiar with him, he does not know.
If I tell the truth now and report to the old man that the nobleman has been found, it will be over, but it will be too boring.
Xue Ziqin has never been a person who does not discriminate, but at this moment, he has other thoughts. It was winter in the military camp, it was cold and stuffy, and life was really boring and hard. Suddenly such a person appeared, and so many things appeared. If you don't take the opportunity to have a good time, wouldn't you be blind to a demon made by God
Thinking of this, Xue Ziqin could only make a random name: "Don't you remember? Your name is Tang Mu."
When the person on the couch heard the name, there was finally some movement on his face, and he frowned slightly: "My name is such an ugly name?"
"Is it unpleasant?" Xue Ziqin turned to look at his unhappy appearance, but felt a little joy in his heart, and then said, "Unpleasant is also your name, it was given by your parents, you should cherish it and know?"
"Then who are my parents?"
"I, I am your father." Xue Ziqin blurted out without thinking.
"Your surname is Xue, and my surname is Tang?" the boy asked again.
Obviously, Xue Ziqin's nonsense was seen through. Xue Ziqin couldn't hold back his face, so he didn't rush to explain, but instead asked, "How do you know my surname is Xue?"
"I heard those soldiers mention it, General Xue." The young man said calmly, "This tent is far from where I lived two days ago. If I'm not mistaken, it's the general's tent."
Xue Ziqin never imagined that he obviously lost his memory, but his mind was still so clear. Just when he was speechless, the man spoke again: "General Xue didn't intend to deceive me, right?"
The man's voice was cold and sweet, and Xue Ziqin turned to look at him. Seeing that the little face was very delicate, it was no wonder that Wei Lin mistook him for a woman. If it wasn't for them being old acquaintances and just meeting by chance, I'm afraid even he would admit his mistake.
Xue Ziqin has always been domineering and completely unreasonable in some matters. He speculated that, and then asked, Xue Ziqin broke the jar and fell, he approached the man and said, "I picked you up, it was me. What's wrong with adopting a child?"
"I didn't pick it up from you."
"You are now." Xue Ziqin said, "I said your name is Tang Mu, so you are Tang Mu."
"I won't answer."
After saying this, the man and Xue Ziqin looked at each other, his aura was not weak at all, but he was paralyzed on the bed at this moment, and even moving his internal organs was in unbearable pain. butchering
But he could also clearly feel that Xue Ziqin really recognized him, and there was no malicious intent.
Xue Ziqin opened his mouth and swallowed the words again.
He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He couldn't express his usual bad temper at all. He said casually: "You are my old acquaintance, you can recuperate at ease, and I will send you back when you are healed."
"Where to go back?"
"Of course I'll go back to your house."
"Where is my home?"
"Why do you have so many questions?" Xue Ziqin said impatiently, turned around and walked out, took off the big cloak from the shelf and put it on his body, "You have a good rest, wait until you remember."
After he finished speaking, he went out of the tent.
The conversation with Xue Ziqin just now made the young man feel a little tired, so he closed his eyes and rested. Unconsciously he fell into a deep sleep.
But no one noticed that there were two figures dangling behind the general's tent.
"The general is gone."
"I know, I know, it's not that I didn't hear it." Jiang said impatiently, "Do you still want to go in and have a look?"
"I said the general knew him." Wei Lin went around the general's tent and looked outside. Seeing that Xue Ziqin had disappeared, his voice gradually grew louder, "Go in and see him?"
"If you don't go, if the general turns back, how can you explain it?"
"It's just to deliver food."
"The general took care of him personally, and you still send him?" Jiang also rolled his eyes, "Don't forget that in recent years, from pawn to captain, almost to battalion commander, and then being demoted back to pawn, it's you who provokes every time you go. What happened to General Xue!"
Wei Lin said this to Jiang Ye, while watching the surrounding situation, acting cautiously as if he was in someone else's barracks instead of his own. He was sure that there were only the buddies who were usually guarding, and he simply stopped persuading Jiang Ye: "You can pull it down, what's wrong with the pawns, you don't go and I go."
After he finished speaking, he jumped out from behind the general's tent, and when he got to someone's place, he pretended to be calm and greeted the guard with a smile.
Jiang was still behind the general's tent, and Wei Lin jumped out. He followed a few steps subconsciously, but stopped at the place where Wei Lin observed the situation earlier. He saw that Wei Lin didn't know what to say to the guard, and then entered the general's tent. Jiang also said "tsk" irritably, and followed the past to deal with the guards.
"I was with him..." Jiang also struggled to pull out an embarrassed smile and said to the guard.
Although there was a feeling of "everyone is a brother" in the barracks, after four years, he still hadn't learned Wei Lin's familiar skills, dealing with soldiers he didn't know, and still didn't know what to use as an opening statement.
"Who are you talking about?" the guard asked suspiciously.
"Just Wei Lin..."
When the guard heard Wei Lin's name, the expression on his face instantly became subtle: "You mean old Wei? You..."
Jiang didn't realize what the guard's words meant, and after a subtle pause, he immediately asked inexplicably, "Huh?"
"Old Wei's daughter-in-law?" The guard laughed.
"..." This name has not been with Jiang for a day or two. He has long been unable to refute, and even if he refutes, he will be called "shy", "want face", etc., but it is more like a solid relationship. . Over time, Jiang also faced this title with the attitude that silence is better than sound at this time.
"Go in." The guard continued, raising his eyebrows along the way.
That expression made Jiang feel a chill, and he quickly opened the curtain of the tent and went in.
As soon as he entered, he saw Wei Lin sitting on Xue Ziqin's couch, greeting the disabled person: "The general didn't do anything to you, did he?! You must tell me what you did! I'm worried to death..."
Jiang also walked over and patted Wei Lin on the shoulder: "What nonsense are you talking about..."
The person on the couch was sleeping, but Wei Lin greeted him when he came up, waking him up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he knew this face. It was this person who was taking care of him a few days ago. He hadn't figured out how to answer the man's words, and another familiar face came from behind.
"I... I'm fine," he said sheepishly.
Although he lost his memory, when facing Xue Ziqin, he would unconsciously take precautions. The two people in front of them, probably because they saved him, were extra kind to them.
Jiang also tucked the mattress on him and said, "Since the general knows you, he will definitely take good care of you, don't worry."
Wei Lin muttered beside him, "Why haven't I seen you being so kind to me?"
"When you see people talking about people, you talk about ghosts." Jiang also shrugged his shoulders, his expression still a little innocent, and Wei Lin was dissatisfied for a while.
Jiang Ye continued, "Is your name Tang Mu?"
"I don't know either, what General Xue said, I can't remember."
"You can talk so much, it's a lot better..." Wei Lin interjected beside him.
He didn't answer this, but instead asked, "You are Big Brother Wei, and you are Big Brother Jiang, right?" He had several fractures on his body, and it hurt wherever he moved, so he could only use his eyes to indicate where he was pointing. Jiang also nodded, but Wei Lin shook his head unexpectedly: "I'm Big Brother Wei, he's your mother, you called it yourself."
"… "
Although he lost his memory, the first person he saw when he woke up was Jiang Ye. He remembered it, but he couldn't remember what dream he had when he was in a coma, so when he woke up and saw Jiang, he called "Mother" Dear.
Without Wei Lin, Jiang Ye and he would definitely not mention this joke again. After all, Jiang is also a big man. He was called mother-in-law, so he felt ashamed no matter how he thought about it.
However, Wei Lin is about to say something if he needs to fight.
"People have seen it, are you relieved?" Jiang also reached out and grabbed Wei Lin's ear, "Let's go out and talk?"
"Don't do it in front of the child... ouch!"
Looking at the two life-saving benefactors in front of him getting along like this, he smiled unconsciously.
At this moment, the curtain of the general's tent was opened, and the sound was not small. Especially when the curtain was lifted and a cold wind rushed into the tent, Wei Lin and Jiang could not help shrinking their necks. What followed was a gaze that seemed to have a knife-point behind him.
Jiang also let go, and Wei Lin turned around slowly, very nervous.
"Why are you in my tent?" Xue Ziqin asked in a deep voice.
Wei Lin turned around and saw Xue Ziqin's face, which was not well blown by the cold wind outside, and his nose was red from freezing. Never mind, the so-called "stretch your hand and don't hit the smiling face", Wei Lin didn't have time to think more, and first showed a smile that he thought was not hostile and very kind: "Hello, General! Have you eaten? General, do you want me to bring you something to eat? come over?"
"...General." Jiang also couldn't help laughing, and bowed his head to say hello.
"Wei Lin, are you itchy?" Xue Ziqin said, walking towards them.
Of course Wei Lin wanted to deny it, but before he could speak, Jiang also took the lead to answer: "Yes, he is itchy. I stopped him, but didn't stop him."