On the outskirts of the Great Lake City.
When the rising sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled the earth with red, the first battle of the siege was finally over.
In the morning mist, the ancient Border City gradually revealed its appearance after a night of bloodshed. It was like an exhausted giant beast, lying on this vast land. The broken bricks and tiles were like overturned flesh, the red moat was like blood flowing from its wounds, and the corpses piled up like mountains under the city —
The bodies of the Blazing Army and the cultivators of the Chong Hua were piled up together, scattered like ants under the Great Lake City.
This was the first battle. Before the battle ended, no one would first come to clean up the remains of their brothers. Whether it was Mo Xi or Gu Mang, they had long been used to this kind of situation.
But they still felt very tired.
"Marshal Mo, are we not attacking anymore?"
"The other side responded hastily. Although they suffered heavy losses, after a night, their follow-up precautions have been adjusted to the proper position. They have been in a stalemate with us since an hour ago." Mo Xi shook his head. "After a long journey and a night of fierce fighting, the cultivators of the Chong Hua are already exhausted. If we continue to fight, the situation will be disadvantageous to us. Let's call a ceasefire. Retreat and set up camp. Let them treat their injuries and recuperate. "
"Yes!"
The cultivators of the Chong Hua retreated to the outskirts of the city, built trenches around the boundary, and set up camp to rest.
Mo Xi also returned to his own tent. There were several guards busily tidying up the beds and tables, including Gu Mang. However, in order not to let Gu Mang's mask stand out too much, Mo Xi specially ordered all the guards assigned to him this time to wear masks.
The wind from the border made the tent curtains rustle. Mo Xi walked in and said to the busy cultivators, "I don't need so many people to set up my tent. You all can leave. "
After a pause, he said to Gu Mang, "You can stay."
So the other guards obeyed and left. The tent curtains fell. Mo Xi walked to Gu Mang and raised his hand to take off the mask on Gu Mang's face. "There's no one left. You don't have to wear this anymore. "
Gu Mang said, "Aren't you afraid that someone will see me?"
"No," Mo Xi said, turning around to put the mask on the bed, and then went forward to hug Gu Mang.
Probably sensing Gu Mang's nervousness, Mo Xi sighed and said, "I'm joking with you. I set up a protective barrier outside the tent. No One Can't come in without my permission....."
His chin rested on Gu Mang's forehead.
After a while, Mo Xi lowered his head and kissed the top of Gu Mang's head. He raised his hand to stroke Gu Mang's hair and said softly, "I'm sorry. It's your army, but you can't personally lead it. You can only let me, your stepfather, do what I want. "
Gu Mang lowered his head and smiled. "The Northern Frontier Army has almost changed. If I really come back, then I'll be the real stepfather. Besides, what's the difference between you and me? You're not any worse than me. But there's one thing that's true. "
"Hmm?"
"I can't always hide by your side, right?"
"…"
"Mo Xi, I should also do something."
Mo Xi was not at all surprised that Gu Mang would have such thoughts. 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 walk on this thorny old path.
This man with soft eyes actually had a heart that was firmer than anyone else's.
"There will be a commission for you. But not now. At least before the second siege, you're not suitable to do what I want you to do. "
He lowered his head and met Gu Mang's somewhat disappointed gaze. After a pause, he added, "Senior Martial Brother, can you please wait a little longer?"
Since Mo Xi had already said so, Gu Mang had nothing else to say. The two of them had been busy for the whole day. Like the other cultivators of the Northern Frontier Army, they were very tired. Mo Xi said, "Go and sleep for a while."
"What about you?"
"I'll look at the sand table for a while."
"You have to take care of your own body," Gu Mang raised his hand and poked his chest, "Rest early after you're done. I'll wait for you on the bed."
"…" Mo Xi coughed awkwardly because of his last sentence.
Gu Mang looked at him pretending to be calm and laughed inwardly. They were clearly people who had been entangled with each other so many times, but he still blushed silently because of the other's undisguised joke.
This little junior martial brother of his … just so happened to make him so happy.
The sand table was pushed many times, the way of marching, the layout of the enchantment, and the route plan were also redesigned many times. When Mo Xi finished, he turned around and saw that Gu Mang had already fallen asleep on the military couch.
Even though Mo Xi was an army general, his military couch was not much more spacious than other people's. Fortunately, Gu Mang had the habit of curling up in a small corner when he slept, as if he was afraid of occupying someone's territory. The lowliness in his bones was reflected in a beastly way, which was so pitiful and cute.
After staring at him attentively for a while, Mo Xi got up and went to wash up. When he came back, Gu Mang still did not move at all. He slept in a curled up position like a cat.
He sat down on the edge of the bed. His movements were very light and did not make any more noise. Only the mattress sank slightly.
Then he put on his clothes and got on the bed. He folded his hands neatly on his waist and closed his eyes to rest.
Mo Xi was really a very self-disciplined person. The loss of control, irritation, and anger that he had in the past was really because he was trapped in a fog and did not know the truth. It could not be said that his temperament was like this. So he and Gu Mang had buried the hatchet. It was not easy for him to get the true love of his lover, but he was wholeheartedly worried about Gu Mang's health. He was not like many men in the world who could not wait to immediately make love to their lover.
Now he only hoped that Gu Mang could be well, no matter how long his memory could last and how much time he had left.
He only hoped that he could be healthy.
…
Unfortunately, a man's body and a man's brain were not allies on the same side. When Mo Xi woke up from his deep sleep at noon, he immediately realized that Gu Mang had turned over at some point and was curled up in his arms. What was worse was that the bathrobe that Gu Mang had casually wrapped around himself before he went to sleep was undone. Under the snow-white lapel of the robe, a large patch of firm chest was exposed. One of his bare legs was slightly stretched forward and pressed against Mo Xi's body.
Mo Xi's breathing suddenly stopped.
— —
His heart was thumping.
This situation was really very similar to when they were still very young, before Mo Xi had revealed his feelings to Gu Mang.
During that period of time, Gu Mang also liked to stick close to him when he slept.
In fact, it was not that Gu Mang liked to stick close to him, but because Lu Zhanxing had hooked up with a pretty female practitioner in the military camp at that time.
Gu Mang and Lu Zhanxing lived in the same yurt at that time. Once, Gu Mang leisurely went back with an apple in his mouth. As soon as he lifted the curtain of the tent, he saw his brother and a woman on the bed.
Gu Mang almost choked to death by the piece of fruit stuck in his throat. His face instantly turned redder than an apple. He hurriedly put down the curtain and ran away. Although Lu Zhanxing chased after him and apologized many times, saying things like "Aiya, it's all my fault that I accidentally forgot to set up the barrier" or "Aiya, Mang 'er, why did I remember that you said you wouldn't come back tonight" — it was all useless.
Although Gu Mang looked like a playboy all day long, in fact, at that time, he was still a pure young man who had never even kissed anyone. Seeing a live sex scene at such a close distance, and it was even his brother's live sex scene, the shock was really too great.
Gu Mang laughed and said that it was fine, but he had goosebumps all over his body. Therefore, he especially did not like to go back to his tent at that time, for fear that he would see something exciting again. But he had to sleep, right? Therefore, after thinking about it, he decided to seek refuge with the most virtuous and reliable person among all his brothers.
Gu Mang held this mentality at that time and happily rolled onto Mo Xi's bed.
Mo Xi refused no matter what, and gave all kinds of strange reasons — —
"I'm a clean freak."
Gu Mang said, "I'll take a shower."
"My bed is too small."
"It's still okay to sleep with two people."
"I'm not used to sleeping with people."
"You'll get used to it if you sleep more."
"I don't sleep well, and I might even hit people in my dreams."
"Oh, is it that serious?"
"Yes."
"Then Big Brother will have to sleep with you and help you correct your mistakes."
"…"
In the end, Mo Xi was tormented by him until he had no choice but to let him lie on most of the wooden bed while he slept facing the wall.
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi lying on the bed with his clothes on and his hair still in a bun. He was very relieved and relieved in his heart — he felt that he had chosen the right person. This was such a self-disciplined and serious flower on a high mountain. It was impossible for him to casually hook up with female cultivators in the military camp.
But what Gu Mang did not know was the kind of desire that flowed in this flower on a high mountain. If those desires were to be unleashed without restraint, it would be enough to burn anyone and wash them to pieces. However, this desire was actually born from him, and it wanted to pour into his body like a torrent.
Therefore, Gu Mang slept soundly for a while. He was far away from the nightmares that Brother Lu brought him, but he gave Eldest Young Master Mo extremely bad wet dreams.
Mo Xi could not sleep well every night. He did not even dare to turn over. It happened that it was winter at that time. He was born with a hot body and Gu Mang was afraid of the cold, so Gu Mang would unconsciously hug him after he fell asleep. Many years later, Mo Xi could still remember those nights — it was snowy outside the tent, and the north wind was whistling. It was dark inside the tent. Under a thick and warm quilt, Gu Mang curled up sweetly. One hand was on his waist from behind, and his soft cheek was pressed against his back. From time to time, he would rub against him in his sleep.
At that time, Gu Mang really thought that Young Master Mo was cold and heartless, and that men and women did not get close to each other. But he did not realize that this "cold and heartless, and men and women did not get close to each other" young man used restraint to suppress the beast desire and ambition that wanted to turn around and press him on the bed to bully him.
The only thing he noticed was that Mo Xi either woke up much earlier than him every morning, or he would wait until he left the tent before he was willing to sit up. In any case, he was not willing to wake up at the same time as him.
And Mo Xi was always heaty. If his beautiful eyes were not bloodshot, there would be a blister at the corner of his thin lips. He always looked like he did not have enough sleep, and there was a faint green color in his eyes that only appeared when he stayed up late.
Gu Mang even asked Lu Zhanxing worriedly, "… Is my sleeping posture really bad? Did I hit him while I was sleepwalking? "
At this moment, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang, who was sleeping soundly in front of him. His gaze swept over his senior brother's gentle facial features inch by inch, and his slightly open clothes … Everything was so similar to how it was back then.
At his most ideal time, he had thought that many years later, he would be able to fall in love with his senior brother Gu, and be entangled with him endlessly.
At his most pessimistic time, he had also thought of capturing that traitor, locking him in his residence, and torturing him to death.
The only thing he had never thought was that after so long, after so many things had happened between them, he would still relive the feeling of his senior brother lying beside him, but he did not dare to touch him easily.
On this bed, everything seemed to have returned to the time when they were still young. More than ten years of tumultuous time, a sea of blood, and a prehistoric time, were all written off in one stroke.
Mo Xi's heart was burning fiercely. He looked at Gu Mang, his gaze so soft and so passionate. Whether it was his love for him or his desire for him, in fact, it had never been worse than it was back then.
"Marshal Mo!"
Suddenly, a guard's voice came from outside. He raised his voice and shouted, "The kitchen has already prepared the food. The brothers have all been sent down. You can also go to the main camp to eat!"
Xiao Xiu's shout was so loud that before Mo Xi could stop it, Gu Mang was woken up. That pair of azure blue eyes opened. More than ten years of time returned to them in an instant.
"Oh …"
Mo Xi's voice was slightly hoarse as he said softly, "It's noon. We can eat now. "
"I'm sleepy." Gu Mang blinked in a daze, yawned, and wanted to snuggle into Mo Xi's arms. "Lie down for a while more …"
The bed was only so big. When Gu Mang snuggled in, Mo Xi was caught off guard. He wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide. Thus, when Gu Mang pressed against him and felt that familiar hardness, Mo Xi froze awkwardly.
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