My lord, wake up

Chapter 14 Prayers

Wei Yan took Chen Zimu to the small table set up on the side. The one who wrote the sky lanterns for everyone this night was a young military doctor. There were many soldiers waiting with sky lanterns beside him. The two did not step forward to disturb, but It was standing a few steps behind them and listening quietly.

"I hope that my father, mother, wife and children are in good health and wait for me to go home to reunite." An elderly general said.

He was the battalion commander of the infantry battalion. He joined the army even earlier than Wei Yan. He spent most of his life in the barracks. It took a lot of money to come and go, and it was only a few days for those who could stay at home.

If this war hadn't started, he had planned to retire and go home this year, and he had already reported to the court, but the sudden war disrupted his original plan.

According to Ran Ying's military regulations, if there were no casualties in the war, he could not leave the army. Now he can only express his affection through this small sky lantern.

Behind him was a young soldier with a childish face. The soldier raised his head, holding back the tears in his eyes, and said to the military doctor: "Brother is gone, I am incompetent, I can't even find all the bones for him, I hope he won't blame me , in the next life...he will be a brother in the next life, and I will protect him instead."

His elder brother died in the first battle. He searched all over the battlefield, but couldn't find his elder brother's severed arm.

"I hope the war will stop soon, and I still want to go back and marry a wife."

"I hope everyone is safe and sound, and spend the next year together."

"I hope the weather will be better next year, so that my father's crops can have a good harvest."

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Chen Zimu felt a pang of sorrow in his heart when he heard the small or grand wishes.

These soldiers, throwing their heads and blood on the battlefield, dedicated their time and effort to Ran Ying. Many of them are uneducated, and they don't even know how to write their own names, but they have righteousness in their hearts.

Wei Yan's voice rang in my ears: "Praying to the sky is not because I don't do anything, but because there are some things, no matter how hard I try, I'm doomed to leave only regrets, so even if I know it's useless, I still light a candle." Sky Lantern, save the last ray of hope."

"You're right." Chen Zimu looked up at the night sky again, and at the sky lanterns carrying countless wings of hope. The world is helpless, and there are many things that cannot be controlled by one's own strength.

After a while, he turned around and said, "Let's write one too."

"it is good."

It was Li Tu who was distributing sky lanterns to the soldiers. Wei Yan stepped forward and took a lantern in his hand. After thinking for a while, he said to Chen Zimu: "There is no extra pen and ink here, let's go back to the account and write."

Chen Zimu naturally had no objection.

When the two returned to the tent, Wei Yan was not in a hurry to write about that day's lamp. Instead, he picked up the kettle brought by the soldier just now, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Chen Zimu's hand: "The cold wind that has been blowing for so long, drink it first." A cup of hot water to warm you up.”

Chen Zimu couldn't resist such a delicate gentleness of a man. Chen Zimu took the water glass, and the warmth from his palm all the way into his heart.

Seeing that Chen Zimu had drunk water, and his pale face just now had some blood, Wei Yan felt relieved, studied the ink and asked, "What do you want to write?"

Chen Zimu also walked to the front of the case, raised his pen and turned his head to think for a while, remembering those soldiers just now, and the disputes in the imperial city at this time, and finally wrote down the four correct characters of "Guotai Minan".

Wei Yan looked at the handsome and unrestrained handwriting on the sky lantern, and while appreciating it was a little funny, he raised his eyebrows and jokingly said: "I heard that the current emperor worships the heavens every year to pray for blessings, and he only asks for this 'national peace and safety', if he didn't know you Born into a merchant family, I would really think that you are some kind of prince or grandson who occupies a high position and has such a heart for the world."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Chen Zimu's whole heart was raised because of Wei Yan's words, and he looked up at Wei Yan a little stiffly. Seeing that his expression was normal, he slowly calmed down.

The man's tone was not probing, it was really just a casual mention.

"Isn't it inappropriate to say that Zimu was a grassroots citizen?" Chen Zimu lowered his head again, his fingers lightly slid across the sentence, and finally stopped at the lower right corner of the stacked sky lantern, "It's better for the general to fall with me together!" money?"

"Okay."

Wei Yan didn't let Chen Zimu get up, and after responding, he walked behind him, bent down and took the pen with his right hand around his arm, almost half-embracing him, and wrote down his name.

Wei Yan's handwriting is more scribbled than Chen Zimu's, but it is more powerful.

After he finished writing, Chen Zimu took up the pen again, leaving only the word "Zimu" after his name.

Together, the two of them took the sky lantern to the open space outside the tent and stretched it out, lit the candle, and watched the ink characters on it rise slowly into the sky with the lantern, gradually drifting away, and finally merged into the starry sky. In the bright yellow ocean, they can no longer be distinguished.

Both Wei Yan and Chen Zimu hoped that the country would be peaceful and the people safe, but standing under this piece of sky lanterns, they both made another wish in their hearts, and they prayed for the two names written side by side in the corner... ....

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At this time, on the school field not far from them, Li Tu stuffed the last sky lantern into Lu Yisai's hands, and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "I left one for you."

Lu Yishui saw his awkwardness in his eyes. Although he didn't understand the reason, he still didn't refuse the kindness and smiled at him: "Then let's write together?"

"I don't need it. You also know that I don't think about too many things, and I don't have any vision to realize. You can write it, Yishui." Li Tu scratched his head, and took another sneak peek at the man. Deng, he is selfish, he really wants to know what kind of wishes the other party has.

Because the sky lanterns had already been handed out, the military doctor at the small table got up and was about to leave. The two walked to his side and hugged each other to say hello. Needless to say, the military doctor saw the sky lantern in Lu Yishui's hand and handed the pen to Lu Yishui. them.

Lu Yishui took the pen, spread the sky lantern on the small table, and without thinking about it, he wrote a row of ink characters-"The future is bright, smooth and worry-free".

Li Tu, who was behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, glanced at him, and said strangely: "Yi Shui, you don't even have a signature, how does God know who made the wish?"

Lu Yishui paused, avoided Li Tu's touch without a trace, looked down at the words, and said after a long time: "I hope that the person in my heart will live a smooth and worry-free life. By the heavens, naturally I can understand."

"Do you have someone you like?" Li Tu originally thought that Lu Yishui was just praying for himself, but his eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't care about anything else, his whole heart tightened because of the other party's words.

"En." Lu Yishui responded lightly, without further explanation, lowered his head and continued to play with the sky lantern.

Li Tu didn't come forward to help, but just watched in a daze, Lu Yishui opened the sky lantern and lit the fire by himself.

The two of them didn't speak again, until the lamp was released into the sky, Lu Yishui turned around nonchalantly and said, "It's getting late, go back and rest."

Li Tu's sleeping tent is near the school grounds, Lu Yishui sent him to the tent, said good night, and was about to leave when Li Tu suddenly asked behind him: "You, Yishui, you and that person, you have exchanged your mind Yet?"

Lu Yishui paused, hesitant for a while after realizing what the other person asked, and finally chose to answer the question: "Us? Without us, who my heart belongs to is my own business."

With just this one sentence, Li Tu almost believed in his heart that the person Lu Yishui fell in love with was Chen Zimu, he was angry and worried for him: "How can you be the only one in this kind of thing... If, if he He doesn't care about you, why should you be obsessed with him."

"Yeah, but love is always involuntary, so how can you let it go." Lu Yishui turned back and smiled at him, but the smile didn't seem sincere to him, "I'll take care of it. , Ah Tu, don’t worry, it’s cold outside, you should go in and rest earlier.”

This calm sentence blocked Li Tu's depression back. The Lord was not in a hurry, but it seemed that he was meddling in his own business. His face became even more ugly. He stopped talking and turned his head to enter the tent. inside.

Lu Yishui watched Li Tu's figure disappear in front of the tent, waited for a while, and turned around again when the candle was lit inside, and walked towards his sleeping tent step by step along the path.

It's not that he didn't understand that he talked too much today, and lost his previous calm and self-restraint. Since he had already decided to let go, he shouldn't have said these things to Li Tu, but on such a special day, he really couldn't control himself Soaring emotions.

Recalling last year's New Year's Eve, the two spent it together.

At that time, the border was still peaceful, and Changyu City was full of festive scenes. After the meal, the two of them went to an empty roof in the backyard to drink together in order to hide from the quiet. Talking about his future expectations, while yelling that the two will never be separated.

No one knew how happy Lu Yishui was in his heart at that moment. He even had an unrealistic guess whether the other party would have the same thoughts as him...

It's a pity that just one year later, the same festival, the same night, but the mood is very different. There is no hope, everything is just his wishful thinking and illusion.

If he had known this earlier, he would rather have never harbored such beautiful hopes for Li Tu, and never fantasized about the future of the two of them.That way, when the cruel truth is in front of you, it probably won't be so hard to let go...

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Sky Lantern~ It’s the scene I made on the cover