Sha Po Lang

After Sangang, Gu was exhausted and wanted to go back to rest, but Shen Yi's words affected him. His footsteps turned to the backyard unconsciously.

At this time, the whole of the capital was not lit with several lamps. Long Gg had already fallen asleep. Gu Xiao did not alarm the old servant. He entered his house lightly with his hands and feet. Through the snow light outside the window, he was about to reach for Long Gg to pull a quilt. Suddenly, he found the child sleeping unstable, as if he was being nightmared.

“Aren't you used to living in Hou Fu?” Gu Zheng thought so, snapping his cold fingers around his wrist.

Long g stirred up and woke up with a sigh of breath, his eyes still confused, staring at the person beside the bed.

Gu Jiao gently shook his wrist and softened his voice: “Nightmare? What did you dream about? ”

Chang Gu had just begun not to say a word. After a while, his distracted eyes gradually became focal length. He stared at Gu Zheng's eyes as if he was burning two flames in the middle of the night. He suddenly held Gu Zheng's waist back.

Gu Xian hung a slice of brown iron on his shoulder, brought a cool piece of early winter, the cold iron tightly on his forehead, trance, Long g seemed to return to the cold and thoroughly snowy night outside, he beat a shake, then came out of the entanglement nightmare, thought: “I'm still alive. ”

The gear “sand” of the house clock turned, and the fire basin had been raised, as a large sip of pot in the middle of the house, the fine white air emerged from the bottom, and was rolled away by a special windbox, only to gently vent the hot air, circulating the whole house warm and baked.

Gu Zheng was suddenly embraced by him. First, he was stunned, and then there was a strange feeling in his heart. For the first time, he was relied on by someone to the best of his ability. Almost relied on the taste of interdependence.

His light-hearted appearance of “I am invincible in the world” during the weekdays was, of course, pretentious. He knew very well that if Ping Hou was really so weak, the sand field would return a few times, and the grass on his grave would probably be one person taller.

But at this moment, Gu Zheng really raised the illusion of “doing everything he can”.

The long g skeleton has grown but is still as thin as a child, reaching up and touching the bones beneath his ribs through a thin vest.

This thin piece of flesh pressed him alive and heavily. Gu Zheng thought, he had to take care of the child to grow up, as the Emperor had hoped, to see him calm and calm and live a hundred years.

He was finally able to make up for the impotence of his whip.

Gu Qiu untied the iron coat on his shoulder, hung it aside, and put on a long bed. “Did you miss your mother? - I mean your aunt. ”

Long g shook his head.

Gu Chang Gu couldn't hold any deep friendship with the Emperor. He was presumably giving himself face. He called the Emperor and asked: “Do you miss Brother Xu? ”

This time it was undeniable.

Xu Baiduo was the first good man he had seen in many years. Although he had little strength, he was generous and gentle. His stepfather led by example, for the first time, let Changg know that a man could live in peace and quiet.

Only Xu Baidou was busy with his military and was always away from home, which allowed Gu to fill that gap in vain.

Seeing him acquiesce, Gu looked up at the blurred top of the bed. Suddenly, his heart was not feeling right. He asked, "Is Brother Xu better to you than me? ”

He looked at him in surprise and wondered how he had asked the exit of this obvious thing.

This time, Gu Xiao miraculously understood his eyes, and suddenly felt his heart was curled by a small cold wind, he said in a dry manner: “There is no way, the imperial fate is difficult to violate, you can only fit in. ”

Long g: “…”

Gu Zheng smiled and felt a slight vibration in his chest. Suddenly, his heart was unusual. His left half felt a little uncomfortable with the distance of such intimacy. He wanted to stay away from it, but his right half hated not being turned into a piece of paper and sticking it in tight stitches.

It's like splitting him in two.

And just as he was in the midst of heavenly warfare, Gu Zheng's arrears were again offended.

His hair spread behind him, unfortunately falling into his hands, and he began to play with it unconsciously, not heavily, but with a slight pull on his scalp.

He was irritated for a while and developed goose bumps. His whole body changed from walking to running, as if he could hear them rubbing the sand through his veins. An unknown amount of hot air dissipated into his limb wreckage, almost burning through his skin.

"Don't do it," she tumbled up and grabbed her hair. ”

Gu was very ill when he was a child. He was too late to grow up. He was a child when he was twelve or three years old. Therefore, he did not consider his head to be any adult. He did not notice anything wrong.

He didn't mean to shrink as a strange claw, his hands pillow behind his head, to Long Gg: “I didn't marry, of course I didn't have children, I didn't even have brothers and sisters, I couldn't help but take care of them. If you don't tell me a lot, I don't necessarily want to get it, so what grievances, don't hide it in my heart, okay? ”

His voice sounded low and nice, probably too tired, with a little confusion that was not easy to detect, and he drove straight into the ear of the long-gg, causing the boy to have a piece of sweat up his back and a layer of sweat.

Nagging was nervous in his heart and wondered: “Just a few words. Why should I be so hostile? ”

“Your Royal Highness, you too,” Gu Xiao smiled, patting around, "come on, lie down, tell me what you just dreamed. ”

Speaking of dreams, the anonymous wildfire on Changg's body calmed down. He stared at Gu Zheng for a while and forced himself to hold out the desire/desire to put out the urchin and tray. First, he probed: “Sixteen, is there a poison in the world that causes people to go crazy? ”

Gu Qiu turned his eyes in dissatisfaction: "Who is sixteen calling? ”

With a reprimand on his mouth, he didn't think much of it. Gu Putong paused and said: “There must be, the great wonder of the world. Especially the land of Panbon, there are many herbs not found in the Central Plains, plus many of the gods passed down by the ancestors, there are many tricks that we don't understand. ”

Sinking in his heart, he grabbed the scrap knife hanging from his chest.

Gu Qiu asked strangely: “How can you think of that? ”

Long and cold fingertips, the heavenly battle turned to stone, he muffled and said: "No, I dreamed that one day I would become a madman and kill many people. ”

After that, without waiting for Gu Zheng to make his assessment, Chang Gu snapped again: “Dreams are the opposite, I know. ”

He eventually decided to keep Ulu's bones tightly hidden, to be a teenager, to refuse to admit that he had the possibility of losing, and to confront Ulu's bones to the end, clear to death.

However, even though he had so much courage in his chest, he was still afraid to ask what Gu Xiao would think if he knew about it.

Long G thinks that even if he had a life on his head and a sore foot, his little godfather wouldn't necessarily like him, but what if he knew he was going to end up a hysterical lunatic?

Instead of talking, he simply asked, "Have you ever been nightmared? ”

Gu Jiao whispered, “How is that possible? ”

However, as soon as he finished, Gu Zheng remembered that Shen Yi had made him "be honest with his long body" and felt that he was blowing too much. He coughed up and looked back for a remedy: “Nor... then what, sometimes he sleeps in the wrong position, but he also has some bad dreams. ”

Long Gg: “What would that dream of? ”

Gu Xiao doesn't like to talk about his feelings, because it feels weird to say, like stripping naked in front of people and running all over the street, and he obfuscates: “It's messy, I can't remember opening my eyes - go to sleep, or it'll be dawn. ”

Long grams are silent.

But after a while, Gu Zheng looked at him and saw his eyes open, staring at himself all the time. Finally, he couldn't help but have a headache.

“Well," Gu sighed and thought back, saying in a tone that kept the child asleep, "When I was a kid, I dreamed that I was locked up in a place where I couldn't reach for five fingers and there was no movement around me, but I just knew there were so many human-eating beasts in that place that I ran all the time - maybe the day my legs didn't spread, people who didn't extend their legs didn't run fast in their dreams, and I ran to the end, feeling that my legs and feet were made of cotton, and I couldn't run any faster. ”

"'Then what? ”

Then of course I woke up. What else could I do?

But Gu Xiaotong refused to admit that he had been woken up, and drew a colorful ghost: “Then I ran impatiently and somehow drew a golden wire-backed machete, stabbed the beast after me and woke up satisfied. ”

Long g: “…”

He really wanted to hear some serious words from Gu's mouth. He really thought too much about it.

Who knows, Gu Qiang asked seriously, “Do you know what to do when you have nightmares? ”

Changg hesitated for a moment and again believed in him, shook his head seriously and waited to hear his discourse.

Gu Qiansha intervened: “The reason you have nightmares is because there are nocturnal kids in the house teasing you, kids are afraid of filth. Remember to put a nightpot in front of the door in the future and you will definitely be able to shoot them all away. ”

Long g: “…”

Changg is particularly prone to take other people's bullshit seriously. Gu Xiao quickly discovered the fun of making fun of him and laughed in the middle of the night.

Naïve thought the Little Godfather had come to visit him, but now he knows that this cargo was purely to entertain him!

He turned his back angrily, pointing his back at Gu, and wrote the word "roll” in the shadow.

Gu Zheng didn't roll. He watched his long-gun breath gradually stabilize before gently pulling the quilt for him and getting up and leaving.

When he walked away, Gu Xiao wanted to take off his shoulder armor with his bare hands. He just reached out and remembered who he seemed to have heard before. It was too weak for a child to wake up in the middle of the night, causing something unclean. It would be better if he pressed it against the bed with an iron device.

These folk well nonsense, Gu Jing had never believed it before, at a time when he suddenly felt that they might have some reason, otherwise how could it have been spread for so many years?

So he left the iron shoulder armor and left the bedroom in a single shirt.

Commander Gu may indeed be an evil-cleaning ghost. After a long second sleep, he really did not have those entangling glamour, and slept until the sky dawned.

Unfortunately, when I woke up, my face looked worse than if I hadn't slept all night.

He sat on the bed for a moment, lifting his head open and being looked at, he couldn't help but sigh with a long cry, clustered himself together and held his head down.

Second time.

Changg can no longer deceive himself, because this time his dreams are true and straightforward... he has truly and straightforward blasphemed his little godfather in his dreams.

He buried his face in a quilt, shouted vaguely, disgusted by himself, and hated not being able to kowtow his head to the bed.

This time, even a cloud-shaped scrap blade won't calm him down.

His door suddenly rang just as the boy's heart was numb.

The three bitter and depressed souls were scared to death. The first reaction was to panic and roll the sheets into a bunch, biting their teeth hard, forcing themselves to settle down and open the door empty-handed with legs and feet.

Unexpectedly, he was shocked again by the second wave.