I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

Shen Zhiwei is a clever murderer.

When we parted, he had completely destroyed the tears like destroying the evidence of the crime.

Now he is as calm as a fitter from Causeway Bay who is eating supper in the interrogation room of O Ji. He is both chic and arrogant: "How long have you been here? Let's go first."

The atmosphere is great, are you telling me to go?

I wanted to lift his chin to play a few hooligans, but suddenly remembered his previous inference, and my outstretched fingers stopped in mid-air: "According to what you mean, no matter whether your guess is true or not, I will leave you now." Better stay away?"

Office struggles seem to have not evolved at all for thousands of years, but there is no blood under the desktop of modern people.

In the Zhuoxiu Army and Shen Xiaoxuan, the most popular department leaders are only Shen Shiwei, Mu Lantian, and me.

However, Shen Zhiwei and Mu Lantian fought fiercely, and the conflict reached its climax, and Mu Lantian actually refused to save him.

The Three Kingdoms stand together, nothing more than uniting Wu against Cao.The soldiers and brothers of Shen Zhiwei's line all hate and jealous of Mu Lantian, but I have a close friendship with Shen Zhiwei. If Shen Zhiwei really collapses, no matter how angry or self-protected, the best way for his younger brothers is to Refer me.

If Shen Zhiwei's guess is correct, this might be the reason why Shen Xiaoxuan would rather ruin Mu Lantian's reputation and sow the seeds of uneasiness in the army than to defraud Shen Shiwei.

The big leader not only wants to get rid of the guy who is in the way, but also hangs him upside down, drains every drop of power and connections in the corpse, and brings it to me to nourish.

For what reason, the more we love Shen Shiwei, the more we hurt him.

Shen Shiwei looked down at his palm.

Tears can be wiped away quietly, what should I do with the wound?

He suddenly clenched his fists tightly, hiding the blood blisters tightly: "Yes."

When can we meet again in the open and square?

It is useless to ask this question.

In the end, I continued to extend my hand that was stopped in mid-air.There was a mess of hair hanging from his sideburns, which was rubbed in my arms just now, and I gently smoothed it behind his ears.

It's not difficult to see off a cripple. I walked away by myself. When I got to the courtyard, I still couldn't help but look back.

Shen Zhiwei picked up the chopsticks again at some point.But it's not like holding a chopstick, but like holding a pen, thousands of words, I don't know where to start, hanging three inches above the table.He thought and thought, and finally stabbed at the whole chicken that was already dirty.

Manjushri said I like poor things.

He knows shit.

I don't want to see Shen Shiwei in such an unlucky way in my life.

What I like is to see people domineering through their nostrils.I just like him to be arrogant, extravagant and unscrupulous, and I want him to be invincible for the rest of his life!

The mansion where the Shen family lived temporarily was in Tanhuafang, and the intersection was just outside the door.

Now if you want to ask where the head of the rebel army is, everyone in Guiyun can show you the way.

But who knew that there are so many different roads under the shade of pagoda trees in Tanhuafang?

Go straight ahead and you will find the mansion of the Wen family where the son lives, where Shen Xiaoxuan most likely is.Going to the right is the Qin family, I can go back and ask Aunt Xu if the top of Qin Heng's head is green or not.Going to the left is Senior Brother Huang's house, where Xue Kun is recovering from his injuries. Seeing Lu Zheng's distraught appearance today, I planned to visit him again, but according to Shen Zhiwei, my juniors and I have to keep a little bit more distance.

I sat down on the dismounting stone at the gate of Shen's house.

A jar of 82-year-old dog blood is so good, but what else can I do besides swallowing it with tears?

Don't bully me for my lack of reading. I have also read this kind of online articles, but the protagonists of other people not only have golden fingers, but the most wonderful thing is that the enemies are basically mentally retarded. Every ancient person I met is better than me. But other people's enemies can be overthrown with just a few words.To this day, the director is getting more and more excessive, and even asked my thin arm to pinch Shen Xiaoxuan's thick thigh.

Peerless martial arts, thousands of troops, wisdom beads in my hands, every thing that I don't have that Shen Shi counted out, from now on I have to earn bit by bit.

For this hard work, should my salary be higher?

With a "pop", a dying cicada landed on my feet, thumped for a while, and finally turned its belly.

When I came here, I swept out a dustpan of dead bugs from Qin Zhan's room.Some of them were shriveled like pieces of paper. I don’t know how many years have passed, but they were still tucked in the corner of the bed solemnly by him, and the broken tentacles were reattached with half a needle.

Could it be that Shen Shiwei was arrested with him back then?

At that time, I only felt that it was terribly dirty, and asked Zhuan'er to sweep Qin Zhan's treasure out, throwing it as far as possible.

If Qin Zhan hadn't walked far away, and was still looking up three feet above, what would he do with me, a counterfeit?

Nurturing kindness is as important as a mountain, besides, Qin Heng is indeed a loving father, how could he not betray this father?Or is blood thicker than water, and he would rather recognize his ancestors and return to them?

Would he be willing to exchange the monstrous wealth in the future to bring others back again?

Will he hate me for wiping his friend's tears with his hand?

Still jealous that I wouldn't be alone like him.

Shen Shiwei, who couldn't keep him from rolling and crying, this time personally admitted that he couldn't be separated from me.

Sorry.

To Mingming, I said in my heart.

I stood up, and I was going to choose my path.

"Senior Brother Qin?" Someone called me.

He strode forward and grabbed my hand, crushing the dead cicada to pieces.

Lu Zheng's palms were covered with sweat, and his neckline and underarms were already soaked.

I was surprised, "Ah Zheng?"

Lu Zheng said: "Brother Qin, I've been looking for you for a long time! Can you come with me?" It sounded like a question, but he didn't think I would answer "no", so he dragged me to turn left: "Brother Xue wants to see you!"

Xue Kun wants to see me?I laughed dryly, swallowed back the "can't" on my lips, and followed his footsteps: "How is Junior Brother Xue doing now?"

Lu Zheng said: "Brother Xue is really much better." As if he was afraid that I would not believe it, he hurriedly said: "Brother Xue couldn't even recognize me a few days ago, but today he woke up in good spirits and drank a bowl of porridge. Just now He said he wanted to talk to you..."

Maybe it was a little more relieved, his nature of following the rules suddenly came back a little bit, Lu Zheng let go of my hand, and smiled embarrassedly: "Lu Zheng is rude. Brother Qin, please take care of me."

During this period of time, I have also visited Xue Kun a few times, and I only feel that the smell of medicine in the room is so strong that I can taste it with my nose. Although senior brother Huang has arranged for Xue Kun to live in an open space, the wind can't blow it away This is the suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death.

But today, there is still a smell lurking in the house, which is like a sea of ​​medicines.

Fishy, ​​smelly, and an indescribably sticky sweetness.

Xue Kun leaned on the head of the bed, with a disheveled beard and hair, and nodded slightly towards us.

I looked at Lu Zheng in horror. Lu Zheng didn't seem to have smelled this terrible smell. He asked me to come forward and said with a smile: "Senior Xue, you and Brother Qin first talk. How about some porridge? I Go and make arrangements for you."

I bite the bullet and walked towards Xue Kun's couch. The further I walked, the more I felt like I had returned to the battlefield. I should have been numb to the smell, but I was still afraid.

It's the smell of rotting meat.

This is the smell of death.

Xue Kun watched Lu Zheng walk away, then turned to look at me, and said, "I'm going to die."

His voice didn't sound too weak, but I couldn't refute it, so I nodded.

He said: "I still have a lot of things to do." Now he doesn't need to say a word of nonsense, the rancid smell hits his face, Xue Kun turned over and grabbed my arm: "I want to ask you, that day , you, do you also know?"

The pain in my chest was unbearable, as if I was holding a ball of poisonous flame.

This is the gushing blood of A Qu.

He also said this mantra before he died.

"they know".

Xue Kun shouted in a low voice, "Say it!"

I said with difficulty: "You want to protect Shen Shiwei?"

Xue Kun said: "And...Ah Zheng." His hands became tighter and tighter, and his tone became more and more begging: "Senior Brother Qin, you won't harm anyone."

My throat was blocked, and I patted the back of his hand vigorously.

I want to tell him that I will do for him what he can't do in time.I also want to tell him that I will continue to protect the person he protected in the past.He is right, I will not harm anyone, I will never harm anyone, he must believe me, he can believe me.

I almost opened my mouth.

I almost forgot, now I have to make them hate me.

Xue Kun's last bit of energy was beyond his means, except for the three-point living look in his eyes, everything else seemed to be concentrated on the hand holding me: "Tell me! Why is it like this? Master, Master and others really know?"

It turned out to be the case.

I sneered to myself inwardly.

If the road I chose was not at a crossroads, I have to thank Lu Zheng for dragging me to Xue Kun's dying bed.

Now is my favorite good guy?Tell him that his master, whom he regards as a god, is going to kill his son, and that he and Xiang Qu are just abandoned sons.But I am naturally on Shen Shiwei's side, and I also ask Junior Brother Xue to hold on to the breath of light, wait for Lu Zheng to come back, and then call a few wise generals, and everyone will slowly discuss a way, how to perform a play, and deceive the sharp-eyed Shen Xiao Xuan.

Still, let Xue Kun die with regret.Take this godsend opportunity to make them hate me.If they didn't fall to me, Shen Xiaoxuan might be able to raise his hands high and give Shen Shiwei a chance to breathe.

Choose, choose quickly.Xue Kun's hands were getting colder and colder.

Rescue people on Chaoque Road, retrieve a Manjushri slave from Qingyu City, and let Chen Fang fulfill me and Ying Xiaolu.I've never hesitated so much.

But now why are there thousands of small voices ringing in my ears?

Like Shen Zhiwei, like Qin Zhan without a mask, like the dead Lao Ye and Xiang Qu, like Shen Xiaoxuan and Qin Heng.Like a broken city, like a roaring river, like a galloping horse's hooves, like a weeping hungry man.

like myself.

I felt that my hands were as cold and stiff as Xue Kun's.

I snapped his fingers off my arm one by one.

Every time one was broken, another bunch of dry firewood was thrown into it with the anger in Xue Kun's eyes.

Black blood oozes from between his teeth: "So you also...?"

I said, "Junior Brother Xue, I'm sorry."

He asked, "Why? Because we treated you badly before and you hate us?"

I said nothing.

He tremblingly said: "But Xiang Qu regards you as a brother."

If I shed tears now, would it be a failure?I turned around and walked towards the door, step by step, if I walked faster, I'm afraid I can't help but run wildly in the next moment.

Xue Kun roared behind me: "Stop! Stop!" But the fury seemed to turn into weakness suddenly, and he said in distress: "Wait, Ah Zheng has never let you down. Don't hurt him, don't hurt him."

When I stepped over the threshold, Lu Zheng was stepping down the corridor with a porridge bowl.His face was still full of joy: "Senior Brother Qin? You guys finished talking so soon?"

I looked at the bowl of carefully cooked porridge, and reached out to take it: "Go and see him."

Lu Zheng was stunned: "What? Brother Xue said he didn't want to eat?" while walking into the room.

After turning around the corridor, I gently put the porridge bowl on the beauty's back.

Lu Zheng's cry came from afar.

It turned out that what he called in private was not "Senior Brother Xue", but "Brother Kun".