Suburbs of Daze.
When the rising sun pierced through the cloud haze, and the earth was covered in red, the first siege battle was finally over.
The ancient frontier city gradually revealed its appearance after a night of bloodbath in the morning mist. It is like an exhausted giant beast, lying on this vast land, the tattered bricks and tiles are like turned up flesh, the red-stained moat is like the blood gurgling from its wounds, and there are also under the city. mountains of corpses—
Liao Jun's, Chonghua cultivator's, overlapped side by side, like ants scattered under the city of Daze.
This is the first battle. When the battle is not over, no one will be the first to pick up the remains of the brothers. Whether it is Mo Xi or Gu Mang, they have long been accustomed to such situations.
Just still feel tired.
"Mo Shuai, don't you stop attacking?"
"The other side responded in a hurry, and the losses were heavy, but after a night, their follow-up alerts have been adjusted in place, and half an hour ago they were in a stalemate with us." Mo Xi shook his head, "The long-distance attack and the night of fierce battle, heavy Hua's cultivators are already exhausted, and if we continue the battle, it will be unfavorable for us. Let's take a truce. Retreat and set up camp, let them deal with their injuries and repair themselves."
"Yes!"
Chonghua's monks withdrew to the suburbs, built trenches, and camped to rest.
Mo Xi also returned to his own tent. There were several guards busy cleaning up the beds and tables, including Gu Mang. However, in order not to make the mask Gu Mang wore look too conspicuous, Mo Xi specially ordered all the guards distributed to him this time to wear masks.
The frontier wind blew the tent curtains, Mo Xi walked in and said to the monks who were busy, "I don't need so many people here. You can all go out."
After a pause, he said to Gu Mang, "Just stay."
So the other guards left as they were told, the curtain fell, Mo Xi walked up to Gu Mang, raised his hand and took off the covering on Gu Mang's face: "No one else. You don't need to wear this anymore."
Gu Mang said, "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"
"Don't be afraid." Mo Xi said, turned around and put his cover on the bed, then stepped forward and hugged Gu Mang.
Probably aware of Gu Mang's nervousness, Mo Xi sighed and said, "Just kidding, I set up a barrier outside the camp. Without my permission, no one else can come in."
His chin pressed against Gu Mang's forehead.
A few moments later, Mo Xi lowered his head and kissed the top of Gu Mang's hair, raised his hand to stroke Gu Mang's hair, and said softly, "I'm sorry, it's your army, but you can't lead it yourself. It's up to me. Stepfather tossed."
Gu Mang lowered his head and smiled and said, "Almost all of the Northern Territories have changed their blood. If I really come back, then I will be the real stepfather. Besides, what's the difference between you and me? You don't do anything at all. Not worse than me. But one thing is true."
"Um?"
"I can't hide by your side forever."
"… "
"Mo Xi, I should do something too."
Mo Xi was not at all surprised that Gu Mang would have such an idea. In fact, he always knew that Gu Mang would say this sooner or later. It was as if he actually felt that even if Gu Mang was given a chance to go back to the past, Gu Mang would still choose to take this old road full of thorns.
This man with very soft eyes and soft eyes actually has a firmer heart than anyone else.
"There will be assignments to you. But not now. At least until the second siege, you are not fit to do what I want you to do."
He lowered his head, met Gu Mang's somewhat disappointed gaze, and added after a pause, "Wait, senior brother?"
Since Mo Xi had already said so, Gu Mang had nothing to say. The two of them tossed for a day, and they were as tired as the other monks in the Northern Territory Army. Mo Xi said, "Go and sleep for a while."
"how about you?"
"I'll look at the sand table for a while."
"You have to pay more attention to your own body." Gu Mang raised his hand and poked his heart, "Have an early rest after reading, brother, I will wait for you in bed."
"..." Mo Xi coughed slightly embarrassedly because of his last sentence.
Gu Mang laughed secretly as he looked at him pretending to be calm. Even though he was someone who had already fought and lingered so many times, his ears would still blushed silently because of the other party's undisguised joke.
His little junior brother... He was just so happy to make him happy.
The sand table was pushed many times, and the method of advancing, the layout of the barrier, and the route plan were also reset many times.
Even if he was a general of the army, Mo Xi's marching couch was not much larger than the rest of the people. Fortunately, Gu Mang used to sleep in a small corner, as if he was afraid of occupying someone's territory. The way the animal is manifested is so pitiful and cute.
After staring at him intently for a while, Mo Xi got up to wash and take a bath. When he came back, Gu Mang still didn't move, sleeping like a cat.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, moving very lightly, without making any more noise, only the mattress sank slightly.
Then he closed his clothes and went to bed, folded his hands neatly around his waist and abdomen, and closed his eyes to rest.
Mo Xi is really a very self-disciplined person, and the loss of control, irritability, and anger he once had was really because he was trapped in a fog and didn't know the truth. It couldn't be said that his own temperament was like this. Therefore, he and Gu Mang Bing released his previous quarrel, and finally hoped to treat his lover with sincerity, but he was worried about Gu Mang's body, not like many men in the world who wished Wu Shan Yunyu could immediately take his love back as his own. .
Now he only hoped that Gu Mang would be fine, no matter how long his memory could last, how much time he had left to wake up.
He just wants him to be healthy.
…
It's a pity that the man's body and the man's brain are not allies on the same front. When he slept until noon, Mo Xi woke up dazedly from his deep sleep, but immediately realized that Gu Mang had turned over at some point, curled up on his side. She shrunk into his arms. What was even worse was that the bathrobe that Gu Mang had casually folded before he went to bed was unraveled, and a large tight chest was exposed under the snow-white jacket. One of his naked legs was still stretched forward slightly, sticking to Mo Xi's body.
Mo Xi's breathing suddenly froze.
—
Heart pounding.
In this situation, it was very similar to when they were both still young, before Mo Xi showed his feelings to Gu Mang.
During that time, Gu Mang always liked to stick to him to sleep.
In fact, it wasn't because Gu Mang liked to stick to him, but because Lu Zhanxing hooked up with a pretty female cultivator in the military camp.
Gu Mang and Lu Zhanxing were living in a felt tent at the time. Looking back, Mang bit his apple and wandered back leisurely. As soon as the tent curtain was lifted, he saw that his brother and a woman were on the couch.
Gu Mang was almost choked to death by the piece of fruit stuck in his throat, his face instantly flushed redder than an apple, he quickly put down the curtain and ran away. Even though Lu Zhanxing chased after him and apologized many times, things like "Aiya, I'm my fault for accidentally forgetting to apply enchantment", and things like "Aiya, Mang'er, why do I remember you said you weren't coming back tonight"—all didn't work.
Don't look at Gu Mang's flirtatious appearance all day long. In fact, at that time, he was still a pure-hearted young man who had never kissed anyone before. Seeing the lively erotic palace at such a close distance, it was still his brother's living erotic palace, this was a terrifying blow. It's just too big.
Gu Mang said it was all right with haha, but he had goosebumps all over, so he didn't like to go back to his tent for a while, lest he see another exciting scene, but he couldn't help but sleep, right? So after thinking about it, he decided to go to the one who seemed the most noble and reliable of all his buddies.
Gu Mang held such a mentality at the time, and happily rolled onto Mo Xi's bed.
Mo Xi refused to live or die, and the reasons given were also very strange—
"I have a cleanliness addiction."
Gu Mang said, "I'm taking a shower."
"My bed is too small."
"It's okay to sleep two people."
"I'm not used to sleeping with people."
"You'll get used to it with more sleep."
"I don't sleep well, and I might beat people in my dreams."
"Oh, so serious?"
"Yes."
"That brother has to sleep with you even more, and corrected it for you."
"… "
Ruan Mo, hard bubble and Bawang went to bed, and in the end, Mo Xi was tormented by him and had no choice but to let him lie down on most of the wooden couch and sleep against the wall.
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi lying down with his clothes closed, his hair in a bun not loose, and his neat and cold appearance. He was very relieved and reassured—he felt that he had chosen the right person, this is such a self-disciplined and serious Gao Lingzhi. Ah Hua, it's absolutely impossible to hook up with female cultivators at will in the military camp to do that cowardly thing.
But what Gu Mang didn't know was what kind of desire was running in the heart of this flower of high mountains. If those desires were unbridled, they would be enough to burn anyone and scald them to pieces, but this desire was born from him, and poured into his body like a flood of desire.
So Gu Mang himself slept peacefully and soundly for a while, away from the nightmare that Brother Lu brought him, but brought an extremely bad spring dream to Young Master Mo.
Mo Xi couldn't sleep well every night, and he didn't even dare to turn over. But it was winter again at that time. He was naturally hot and Gu Mang was afraid of the cold, so after Gu Mang fell asleep, he would unconsciously lean over and hug him. After many years, Mo Xi can still remember those nights - outside the tent, the wind and snow were blowing from the north, the tent was pitch black, and under a thick and warm quilt, Gu Mang curled up sweetly, with a hand from behind him. Leaning on his waist, his soft cheeks pressed against his back, rubbing against him from time to time.
At that time, Gu Mang really felt that Young Master Mo was cold and ruthless, and that men and women were not close. But he didn't realize what kind of restraint this "cold and ruthless, men and women are not close" young man used to suppress his animalistic desire and ambition to bully him by putting him on the bed reflexively.
The only thing he noticed was that Mo Xi would not get up much earlier than him every morning at that time, or he would not sit up until he was out of the tent, and he was unwilling to get up at the same time as him anyway.
And Mo Xi was always angry for a while, either with bloodshot eyes in those beautiful eyes, or with a blister at the corners of his thin lips, the whole person always seemed to be lack of sleep, and there was still some sullen eyes in his eyes before he stayed up late. Some light blue.
Gu Mang also asked Lu Zhanxing worriedly: "...Is my sleeping position really bad? Did I sleepwalk and beat him?"
At this moment, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang, who was sleeping soundly in front of him, his eyes brushed inch by inch on his senior brother's soft facial features, the slightly open front of his clothes... Everything was so similar to that year.
When he was at his best, he thought that many years later, he would be able to have a heart-to-heart relationship with his senior brother Gu.
At the most pessimistic time, he also thought about capturing the traitorous man back, locking him in his mansion, and torturing him to death.
The only thing he didn't think about was that it had been so long and they had gone through so much, and he would still relive the feeling of his senior brother lying beside him, but he didn't dare to touch it easily.
On this bed, everything seemed to go back to when they were still young, and the more than ten years of rolling years in the middle, the sea of blood, were all written off here.
Mo Xi's heart was extremely hot, he looked at Gu Mang, his eyes were so soft and so fiery. Whether he loves him, or desires him, he has never lost a single cent of it.
"Mo handsome!"
Suddenly, the voice of the guard came from outside, calling him loudly: "The food has been prepared in the dining room, and the brothers have all been dispatched. You can also go to the main restaurant for dinner!"
The little cultivator shouted loudly, and before Mo Xi could stop it, Gu Mang was awakened. Those azure blue eyes opened, and more than ten years of time returned to them at this moment.
"Well… "
Mo Xi's voice was a little hoarse, and he said softly, "It's noon. It's time to eat."
"Sleepy." Gu Mang blinked his eyes dazedly, yawned and wanted to dig into Mo Xi's arms, "Lie down for a while..."
The bed was that big, and when Gu Mang came over, Mo Xi was caught off guard and wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide, so when Gu Mang clinged to him and felt the familiar hardness, Mo Xi froze in embarrassment.