Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

"Drink tea."

Zhao Qingyang leaned back in the chair, and pushed a cup of steaming tea to the hand of another person on the table.

Du Sumu didn't pick up the teacup, but stared at Zhao Qingyang.

"Zhao Xuehan is not with you." He said.

"He will come to see you soon." Zhao Qingyang narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

Du Sumu sighed slightly.He raised the teacup and took a small sip.

"Brother, if you just want to see me, just say so." He said softly, "Why bother?"

"If I didn't bother you so much, would you come?" Zhao Qingyang put the back of his hand on his chin and looked at Du Sumu with a smile.

"I knew Zhao Xuehan wasn't here, so I came anyway." Du Sumu put down the teacup and said calmly.

Zhao Qingyang looked sideways at Du Sumu carefully. "I didn't expect that." He said, "You will still call me Senior Brother when you see me."

"Why not?" Du Sumu looked at Zhao Qingyang with calm eyes.

"Heh." Zhao Qingyang laughed mockingly, his purple eyes narrowed into a narrow slit.

"But I destroyed your sect and killed your senior sister."

Du Sumu pursed his lips slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"That used to be your sect." He said, "My senior sister was also your junior sister, your wife."

Zhao Qingyang did not speak.In silence, he tapped lightly on the teacup on the table.The clear and transparent water light trembled a few times with the knocking, and then returned to calm.

"Do you dare to drink the tea I gave you?" Zhao Qingyang changed the subject and said suddenly, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you too?"

"you will not."

"how you said that?"

"If senior brother wanted me to die, I would have died a thousand or eight hundred times already." Du Sumu said, "It's still short of this one time?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyang laughed loudly, took the teacup from Du Sumu's hand, and drank it dry in one gulp.Du Sumu looked at him silently.

"Brother..." he said softly, "Why..."

Zhao Qingyang smiled and shook his head.

"Amu." He said, "Master always said that I acted too radically and had bad intentions. What about you? What do you think?"

"I don't think so." Du Sumu answered bluntly. Zhao Qingyang seemed a little surprised, but it seemed to be within his expectation.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then lowered his head and smiled.

"But I don't understand." Du Sumu said.

Zhao Qingyang leaned on the chair and poured another cup of tea for Du Sumu.

"Do you still remember what I said when the master appointed you as the head disciple and took over as the master?" he said.

Du Sumu's eyes flickered for a moment: "Brother said 'you are not suitable'."

"Yes." Zhao Qingyang said, "At that time, I said this in front of the master and the entire sect. Are you like those people who think that I want to be the head of the sect, and hate you very much. "

Du Sumu shook his head slowly. "I never thought so." He said, staring at Zhao Qingyang, "but..."

"I know, but you don't understand." Zhao Qingyang smiled.He looks away.The room was pitch black, only the candles on the table were flickering like life.

After an unknown period of silence, Zhao Qingyang spoke slowly in the silence.

"Amu, you changed in the end." He said.

Du Sumu was slightly taken aback, as if he was a little incredulous about his words.

"I never changed," he said.

Zhao Qingyang shook his head.

"I found you interesting since I was a child." He said softly, "You are innocent and carefree. You come from a wealthy family, you like sweet things, you can't bear any bitterness, and you are very childish.

"As soon as something difficult happens, I roll around like a baby, cry and cry, and lie on the bed not wanting to move."

"Tell me, the current you is the same as the previous you, dare you say that it has never changed?"

Du Sumu moved his lips lightly: "Brother..."

Zhao Qingyang raised his hand to signal him not to interrupt.

"But I like your appearance." He smiled, "It's just that the master is really hateful. You have been in the sect for a long time, and gradually, all the characteristics of your body have been worn away."

"They put shackles on you, and even want to imprison you with the position of head. I know, those are not what you want."

"You should look carefree and full of coquettishness."

"So..." He lowered his eyes, the red candle flames shining in his eyes.

"You are worried about the sect. I will destroy the sect. You are worried about the surviving senior sister, so I took her in myself."

Zhao Qingyang smiled: "You accidentally went to Yuhuzhuang. I knew you must be worried about that villa, so I simply destroyed the villa. Unexpectedly, a sword was left behind. I know you are worried about that sword, so I tried every means Get rid of him."

"If there is a chance, I will help you deal with the Jingming faction. As for Zhao Xuehan, if you think he is bothering you, just leave him to me."

Du Sumu looked at him with a pale face. "I still don't understand..." He muttered, "Brother, what exactly do you want..."

"What do you want?" Zhao Qingyang laughed, "I don't want anything."

"What's so difficult to understand. Amu, I will help you get rid of all your worries and troubles in this world for your freedom. Isn't it good?"

"Brother." Du Sumu lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "You have done too much for me."

Zhao Qingyang snorted softly, reached out and pinched Du Sumu's chin.

"Not enough." He said softly, lifting Du Sumu's face.

"I want to be free and easy, but that," he chuckled lightly, "wouldn't it be too boring."

"You are different from me. You are not restrained by nature." He looked at Du Sumu with inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes, "You should not be burdened by the world. You should become a more self-incarnate, free embodiment."

"You can't be nice to others, and others can't be nice to you. You can't die, it's better to be alone in this world, only..."

Speaking of this, he stopped abruptly, just looked at Du Sumu and smiled.

Du Sumu slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother." After a long silence, he said softly, "Do you... regret it?"

Zhao Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a mocking smile.The smile was fleeting on his face.His pupils shone brightly in the darkness, like two balls of demon fire.

"Zhao Xuehan will come to see you soon." He stood up, but did not answer Du Sumu's question, "You stay in this room first, just wait for a while."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qingyang disappeared into the air.

"Brother!" Du Sumu shouted, his voice echoed in the empty room.He walked to the door, but no matter what, he couldn't push the shackles on the door.