Wine and Frost

Chapter 28

Fu Shuang stayed in the hospital.

It has to be said that the yard prepared by Ling Xuehan is very luxurious.The room he lived in was not smaller than the one in Xiangfu, and the furnishings in the room were exquisite and expensive.

Lin Peiyan and Mo Xinliang also discussed how much this house is worth to Jin Yunyun.Fu Shuang asked in confusion, why is Ling Xuehan so rich despite being a general? Could it be...

But Mo Xinliang laughed at him severely.

"How do I know that General Ling's mother's family is so rich?" Fu Shuang rubbed her pinched flushed cheeks, moaning, "Besides, whether he is rich or not is none of my business."

Mo Xinliang pinched Fu Shuang's face with one hand, and said in a rough voice on purpose: "You didn't ask before you married, you idiot."

With his face pinched like this, Fu Shuang could only mutter: "I just don't remember!"

"I can assure you that you don't know about it even if you don't lose your memory."

Well, he hit the spot.

Fu Shuang died down.

Ever since Ling Xuehan agreed for him to return to the prime minister's mansion, the two hadn't seen each other for a month and a half.

Fu Shuang fell into a state of emptiness without seeing him.But if I really saw him, I was afraid of being in an uncomfortable state.

He couldn't understand himself either.

After Ling Xuehan talked with Mo Xinliang that day, he asked about the pattern on Fu Shuang's waist.

It turned out that this thing really didn't appear until the day they came to the General's Mansion.

It turned out that as long as he touched Fu Shuang, Fu Shuang would feel unbearable pain.

Only then did he realize how much pain that day brought to Fu Shuang.

Mo Xinliang had no choice but to comfort him, maybe someday Fu Shuang would remember and everything would be fine.

"What if he never remembers me?"

Mo Xin was at a loss for words.

Ling Xuehan smiled wryly: "To him, I was just suffering. Since he met me, nothing good has happened."

Mo Xinliang scratched his head in distress, he didn't expect Ling Xuehan to think so, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only watch Ling Xuehan walk out of the hospital in a daze.

Wei Lin is also used to drinking with Ling Xuehan.

Ever since he and Fu Xiaoshuang had a quarrel and separated, they came to drink with him almost every night.He drank drunk every day, went to court the next day when he got up, and didn't go when he couldn't get up, the whole person was very wrong.

It's just rare that Ling Xuehan didn't ask him for a drink today, Wei Lin seemed a little unaccustomed to going directly to the General's Mansion.

Ling Xuehan was sitting alone in the yard, with a jug of wine on the stone table, but there was no liquid in the wine glass.

Wei Lin looked at him helplessly and sat beside him again, the moonlight in the garden was beautiful, but Ling Xuehan's back was really lonely to death.

"What exactly do you want? If you have any questions, you should explain it to Fu Xiaoshuang, right?"

Ling Xuehan didn't answer.

Wei Lin looked at his distraught appearance, as if he had returned to the appearance that everyone thought he had lost his mind a year ago.Or maybe it was a long time ago, when Wei Qi blocked the knife for him and disappeared.

Wei Lin didn't speak either, just took the pot of wine and poured it all into his mouth.He really couldn't let Ling Xuehan drink any more.

Ling Xuehan just glanced at him, and the corners of her lips moved slightly.

"Yeah." He stared at the hazy crescent moon, seemed to think of Fu Shuang bouncing away in front of him without illness and pain, and finally smiled: "I probably figured it out."

Wei Lin was startled when he heard the words, put down the jug, and just replied.

"That's fine."

Since he was a catastrophe and a pain for Fu Shuang, but Fu Shuang could live well without him, so what choice did he have.

However, he still wanted to see Fu Shuang again.

However, he didn't know if he could live well without Fu Shuang.

He once lost his love to the heart, but now he can only choose to let go.

He is always like this, seemingly indifferent, but when he falls in love, he is deeply affectionate.

During the Lantern Festival, Ling Xuehan came to the clinic.

Mo Xinliang was leaning against the counter and dozed off, only to wake up when he heard the childish voice of the gatekeeper calling the general.He was a little surprised. After talking about Fu Shuang's condition with Ling Xuehan that day, Ling Xuehan left in a daze and never came to the door.

Mo Xinliang scratched her hair and asked, "General Ling, are you here to find Fu Xiaoshuang? He just had dinner and he's digesting food in the courtyard."

"Well, I'll just go to the courtyard." He looked calm, as if he couldn't see any emotion.

Mo Xinliang still felt that he was a little strange today.

Fu Shuang ate too much today and was rubbing his belly in circles to digest food in the courtyard. Who made Lin Peiyan cook so deliciously?

Suddenly he seemed to hear some footsteps, Fu Shuang turned his head and met Ling Xuehan's eyes.

For some reason, he felt his heart beat a little faster.

"General Ling, why are you here?" Fu Shuang paused, blinked her eyes, and looked at Ling Xuehan in a daze.

Ling Xuehan wore a dark red shirt with wide sleeves today, while Fu Shuang wore a scarlet gauze dress with a red headband.The two stand together quite well.

"Today's Lantern Festival, I just want to go shopping with you." Ling Xuehan looked at Fu Shuang tenderly, as if she couldn't see enough.

The little rabbit's face became rounder, and his complexion looked better. Although he was still slender, his energy was much better.

Fu Shuang was a little embarrassed by his look, so she lowered her head and said yes.

Lin Peiyan just came out after washing the dishes when he saw two wooden figures standing in the yard.

"General Ling is looking for Xiaoshuang to go out?"

"Well, today is the Lantern Festival, I also want to talk to him."

Lin Peiyan nodded and looked at Fu Shuang who was still in a daze, reached out and pinched his waist, "What are you doing there, go quickly."

Before Fu Shuang could be wronged, she saw Ling Xuehan had stepped out of the yard, so she turned her head and glanced at Lin Peiyan, then ran out after Ling Xuehan.

"Ling, Ling Xuehan, slow down..." Fu Shuang ran out of breath. Although he was much better, Ling Xuehan walked too fast, and he couldn't catch up.

Only then did Ling Xuehan come to his senses, and slowed down his pace. He really forgot again.He couldn't help but wanted to stretch out his hand to hold the little rabbit, but he withdrew his hand belatedly when he touched it.

He can't touch Fu Shuang.

Ling Xuehan closed her eyes, just stayed by Fu Shuang's side, and walked slowly to the market together when he was no longer out of breath.

This Lantern Festival was not as lively as the one they saw when they went to Jiangnan that day, but it was still full of people and people coming and going.

Fu Shuang is no longer afraid of these noisy sounds, he is like a nimble little rabbit, walking around.Look at this stall and look at that stall, stare at the little things you like when you see them, and you are afraid that you will be discovered by Ling Xuehan if you look at them for a long time, so you always look at Ling Xuehan with a smirk.

It's overly cute.

The fireworks lit up the starry sky, Fu Shuang's face was illuminated, and the side profile was beautiful.

"Fu Shuang."

"Ok?"

When Fu Shuang heard Ling Xuehan calling him, she turned her face away.

Ling Xuehan pinched his chin, and pressed her lips against his.

It's just very light and light, passing by in a blink of an eye.Even the pain didn't have time to spread.

Fu Shuang was stunned in the posture of being kissed secretly, if it wasn't for the darkness of the night, only smoke and sparks, Ling Xuehan would definitely be able to see that his cheeks were already blushing.

When Fu Shuang came back to her senses, she lowered her head shyly.

"Hand out."

"Ah?" Fu Shuang looked up at him, not knowing why, but obediently stretched out her hand.

Ling Xuehan actually took out a white jade bracelet from his bosom, and put it on his hand.

"Ah, this one is in the box..." Fu Shuang was stunned, and touched the bracelet instead.

"Don't pick this again." Ling Xuehan laughed, her beautiful peach eyes slightly bent.

I saw him take out a letter from his arms.

Fu Shuang was still smiling at first, but when she saw this letter from He Li, she was stunned.

Ling Xuehan stuffed Li Shu and Fu Shuang carefully into Fu Shuang's arms, "Why don't you open it and have a look?"

At first, he thought about reconciling with Ling Xuehan, after all, he had completely forgotten about this person, but now that he really accepted this letter of reconciliation, he only felt a tightness in his chest.

Even my heart ached slightly.

With trembling hands, Fu Shuang opened He Li's book.On the snow-white letter paper, it was written by him on the top, while Ling Xuehan's handwriting was on the bottom.

"...

Never with Qing.

——Ling Xuehan"

Fu Shuang bit his lip, even his teeth trembled slightly, he felt as if he couldn't breathe.

There were bursts of pain in the heart, the pain was a hundred times worse than the pain in the waist, piercing to the bone.

"Ling..."

The grand fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky, which was the most splendid cluster in Chang'an City.People couldn't help but walked towards the direction of the fireworks. In the crowded crowd, Fu Shuang only had time to grab the snow-white letter paper in his hand.

But in the blink of an eye, he couldn't find Ling Xuehan anymore.

Fu Shuang walked through the crowd with a puzzled face, but there was no sign of that person in any of the stalls.

Fu Shuang just felt extremely sad, he stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope carelessly, while clutching his own jade bracelet while searching around, he didn't know how many times he was crowded and bumped, he felt that he I almost cried aggrieved.

In a daze, he seemed to smell something sweet again. Fu Shuang raised her tears slightly, and found that she happened to be standing in front of a mask booth. Through the gap between the background cloth of the booth, he finally saw Ling Xuehan's figure.

Fu Shuang laughed instantly, and was about to walk through the stall when a sharp pain spread from her waist to her heart.

He felt that he was going to die of pain, and his whole body collapsed, almost holding onto the tablecloth spread by the mask to keep him from falling.

The owner of the stall was a young man with a dark complexion and simple appearance. He watched Fu Shuang lying next to his stall with a look of concern rather than disgust.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Fu Shuang didn't have time to answer, the pain seemed to kill him.

He gripped the tablecloth a little harder, and a mask slid along the crooked tablecloth and fell to the ground with a bang.

Following the sound of the mask falling, Fu Shuang suddenly heard the sound of something breaking, as if it came from her heart.

If he could see it, he would find that the pattern on his waist was breaking apart bit by bit, like dust.

The memories that flooded into his heart like a tide almost overwhelmed him, and the pain disappeared completely. He wanted to laugh but found that tears filled his eyes.

The owner of the mask stall thought that he was in pain and crying from a fall, and he was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, so he saw a young man in a splendid dress put a silver coin in his hand.

"Fu Xiaoshuang, why did you fall, I just—"

Ling Xuehan didn't know that his voice, reaching Fu Shuang's ears at this moment, was like the sound of heaven.

Fu Shuang stood up almost immediately and threw herself into Ling Xuehan's arms.

Ling Xuehan only thought that his pain was still there, and was about to push him away so that he wouldn't suffer, but heard Fu Shuang say softly.

"Don't push me away, Xuehan." He cried pear blossoms with rain, and his tears wiped off Ling Xuehan's clothes: "I couldn't find you just now, I, I didn't forget you on purpose..."

Ling Xuehan was startled when he heard that.

Did Fu Shuang remember it?

His Fu Xiaoshuang really came back?

He was overjoyed, but felt that the voices of people were extremely noisy now.He hugged Fu Shuang by the waist, and with a light effort, the two of them landed in a relatively quiet pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Fu Shuang lay quietly in his arms, stretching out her hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes.There was a sweet smile on his delicate and fair face, and even his tone of voice was very soft.

"The needle really hurts. I just wanted to see you well, so I couldn't hold back my tears."

"But I obviously dreamed a lot about us, but, but I forgot all about it when I woke up."

"I don't want to forget, really, really."

He tugged at Ling Xuehan's sleeve, shaking it lightly as if acting like a spoiled child.

Ling Xuehan carefully kissed Fu Shuang's forehead.

"I know, how can I blame you."

Hearing the words, Fu Shuang straightened up and leaned against the railing. He shook his head and curled his lips: "You don't know, you, if you know, why do you give me and Li Shu back."

While talking, he took out the He Li book from his bosom, tore it up in a couple of strokes and sprinkled it into the lake.

Regardless, Fu Shuang plunged into Ling Xuehan's arms and rubbed her head again, looking up at him.

"I don't want this, and you are not allowed to write it."

Ling Xuehan laughed dumbfounded, her tone full of indulgence: "Of course I don't know how to write."

Fu Shuang laughed, the pear dimple hung on her face, cute and tight.

"I couldn't see it at the time, and I just thought that it would be great if I could see you again." He moved his face closer and kissed Ling Xuehan's chin: "You, you are the prettiest."

Obviously he was teasing others, but his face turned red faster than anyone else.

Ling Xuehan smiled, then gently pressed the back of Fu Shuang's head and leaned over to kiss her.

In his eyes, Fu Shuang is naturally the most beautiful, better than thousands of people in this world.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the bustling market suddenly became empty.

People were rushing home, either in the rain or with umbrellas.

Fu Shuang just bought the last little red umbrella on the umbrella stand.

Ling Xuehan carried him on his back, Fu Shuang opened the umbrella on his back, and the rain was blocked by the umbrella.

Fu Shuang wrapped his arms around Ling Xuehan's neck, and his lips fell right next to Ling Xuehan's ear, accompanied by his breathing, exhaling hot air lightly.

Fu Shuang looked at the scenery on both sides, and asked in a daze, "Go back to the general's mansion?"

Ling Xuehan's voice seemed to be holding back a smile: "Don't you want to go? Then I can live in the hospital with you."

Fu Shuang's face flushed slightly: "That's not what I meant."

"Why is my little rabbit still so shy?" Ling Xuehan joked as she held his butt.

Fu Shuang smiled playfully, lowered her head and gently bit Ling Xuehan's ear, then leaned into his ear and said, "Don't be shy."

Ling Xuehan smirked slightly, and the pace of going back was a little faster.

I only heard him speak very lightly.

"Go back and clean you, my little rabbit."

In the lonely rainy alley, propped up by a red umbrella, the two let the moonlight elongate their figures, and the tranquility behind them was covered with fine fragments.

The years are long, and you are long.

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