Reborn Conceited Soldier

0However, his shirt was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was unable to block the cold wind at all. The wind was getting stronger and stronger. It was like a rogue, blowing his hair, freezing his body, and sinking his heart.     3

    

"Why are you called Banyu? You're not stuttering! Banyu is so bad. "    

    

"Didn't you not have a surname? "Since when did you change it to Si Kong? Why don't you follow my surname, Han Banyu, hehe …"    

    

"Alright, alright. You said that you would take care of me for the rest of my life. I remember that."    

    

"This palace is so boring. I want to go out for a walk." "Can I?"    

    

At that time, Qingming seemed to be the happiest day. It was also the happiest time of his life. Even on the day when he sat down as the ruler of a dynasty, he was not as happy as he was from the bottom of his heart.    

    

Sikong Banyu slowly sat down with one hand on his chin as his eyes quietly looked into the distance. He was a little lost, a little drunk, and unintentionally, two drops of tears slowly flowed out. The cold tears slowly evaporated under the wind, causing the heat on his body, which was not much, to become even colder.    

    

His voice was lonely and empty, as if his body was an empty shell. As if he did not have anything to carry, the sound echoed in the deep valley, turning into a new kind of cry for help.    

    

"Tears? Hehe … "Qingming, I'm getting more and more useless right now. You said that men don't shed tears easily, but you said that you left and you want me to never shed tears again, just treat you as a passerby in my life. But if you go, then I won't be able to go through with you."    

    

"Qing Ming, I really can't pass. What should I do?"    

    

"Qingming …" I missed you. "    

    

As Sikong Banyu said this, his face was covered in tears. However, he no longer wanted to wipe them away because under his blurry eyes, it seemed like the face in front of him could be seen more clearly. It made his lonely heart feel more gratified.    

    

"Crack …" "Kacha …"    

    

There was a clap of thunder in the sky as the dark clouds slowly gathered together to make up for the anger of a person. It was so terrible that no wind could blow away. It was as if there was such a person, causing its heart to be silent and oppressed. It wanted to find a way to release it. The violent wind, the torrential rain, had suddenly appeared.    

    

"Hualala …"    

    

The rain fell on the ground like a torrential downpour, pressing the strong grass color down onto the ground and making it hard for them to keep their heads up. The rumbling thunder came roaring over, cutting through the entire world, the sudden appearance of lightning, just like piercing through the black darkness of the world, illuminating the entire world. Perhaps in its eyes, even a quick glimpse was enough to make it feel gratified.    

    

Some people even glanced at each other with hope.    

    

The cold rain fell down violently from his cold body as if he wanted to wash away everything he did not have. It was as if he wanted to wash away the soil that was mixed in the rocks.    

    

Drips of rain fell on Sikong Banyu's hair, as if they were their path of passage, spreading to the ends of his hair and falling on his face. Sikong Banyu's eyes were hazy, it was unknown whether it was tears or rain.    

    

The sudden downpour caused the already dark surroundings to become even more intense. The rising fog shrouded the entire area in a white and gloomy atmosphere. No one could see it clearly, nor did they want to see it clearly.    

    

On a lonely mountain, a figure quietly sat there like an eternally unmoving boulder. He allowed himself to be battered by the wind and rain, overflowing with a loneliness that existed between heaven and earth. There... The heavy rain poured down, the distant mountains were hazy, the world was dark, and only the shadow was lonely.    

    

Even the original color of the sky, from day to night, was completely hidden. The rain got heavier and heavier, and the sky darkened further. It seemed as if it could extinguish the world from the darkness, making the atmosphere hazy and dense. The setting sun was already in its womb.    

    

The dark night arrived as if it had been waiting for thousands of years. It enveloped them in darkness, and the heavy rain had already disappeared. Only the rustling sounds of the ground still indicated their existence.    

    

Under the dead night sky, the cold rain covered the entire area. It was as if it was going to use this night to form a seal that would seal the world forever.    

    

"Learn to be alone, get used to being alone, and enjoy being alone. Was this the feeling of loneliness? Hehe … It's always sad, but you have to enjoy it, because only enjoyment can give you a rare touch of warmth. "    

    

He seemed to see Qingming sitting beside him, watching everything that was covered in darkness with him. It was just like when the two of them were on the stone steps in front of the palace, watching the afterglow of the setting sun shining on their bodies, becoming the true eternal day.    

    

He was immersed in this gentle and gentle feeling, unwilling to wake up even if he knew that it was just a dream. However, he wished for more gentleness and extravagance.    

    

BOOM!    

    

A bolt of lightning that cut through the night fell nearby, illuminating the lonely figure on the mountain peak. It was as if the person in the dark didn't want to be exposed to the light. The night was his true home.    

    

The rain was still falling, but Sikong Banyu no longer cared. He only cared how long the warmth in his heart could last. Perhaps it was because the rain was much stronger and more intense than the warmth that was born in his heart, and it slowly washed away, causing his already cold heart to once again return to the completely frozen cavern.    

    

Qingming … It's gone.    

    

In an instant, Sikong Banyu looked up at the sky as if he had stripped off the last piece of sackcloth. His cold gaze was exceptionally striking in the dark, like a berserk beast that had just awoken, and it seemed like he was starting to challenge the heavens.    

    

"Rumble …"    

    

"Kacha …"    

    

The rain was heavier and the thunder louder. It was as if its majesty did not allow anyone to provoke it and it issued endless warnings.    

    

"Actually, I should have died. Was it you who let me live and make it up to me? Or would you be afraid and hope to comfort me and not let me find you? "    

    

"Crack …" "Rumble …"    

    

"You don't understand …" Do you really think I don't understand? Actually, I already knew this long ago. I will quickly return, and this time, you won't be able to escape. "    

    

Sikong Banyu stood up slowly. His eyes were full of killing intent. He squinted his eyes, as if he was sending a challenge to someone.