Worrying about having sex with myself every day

"Xiaohui, if father and mother are not together, will you be with mother?" Before the little girl hugged the teddy bear could answer, the half-white-haired old man beside him said earnestly: "Hui Fang, can't you Do you want a child? You're already pretty old, and it's hard to find a second marriage..."

"Oh, Mom, you are real!" The woman in a suit stroked her wine-red perm hair, and pulled the old man to the side room, leaving the little girl with a teddy bear biting her lip, instinctively making her feel Terrified, she didn't even dare to cry, for fear of being even more disgusted. Although she didn't know what happened, she was just subconsciously cautious.

In fact, she has many questions. She wants to ask, where is Dad?She wants to ask, why are father and mother not together?She wanted to ask, did grandma mean her when she said she didn't want a child?In the end, she just hugged the teddy bear in her hand more tightly and lowered her head without saying a word. It was bought by her parents when they took her to the amusement park on Children's Day last year. It was her best friend.

Later, she was neither with her father nor her mother. She lived with her grandparents in the countryside. She could only see her father once a year, and her mother might not see her once a year. Her grandparents had deep-rooted patriarchy Thought, but fortunately, she is not particularly harsh on her, it just makes her sensible and work harder than ordinary children.

She has envied those children with beautiful families and affection more than once, no, not just envy, she is a little jealous, so jealous that she sometimes thinks that she has never had the memory of a teddy bear. When she grows up, Su Xihui has only one People are working hard in the big city, and it's not so scary to be alone when you get used to it. She is your biggest reliance.

Just when Su Xihui felt that she had given up the extravagant hope of having family affection, she traveled through time. She met Su Jinglun, which made her dependent and gave her the family affection she dreamed of. She was deeply repulsed until she accepted it wholeheartedly. She has a brother who cares for her, takes care of her, and occasionally quarrels with her. She is willing to do everything to prevent her brother from becoming the cannon fodder in the original book, including her life!

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"She trusts you the most!" Su Xihui was awakened by such a sentence in a daze. Is she dead?Where is my brother?Is brother okay?

In a daze, I heard another bang, and then some piercing sounds, someone is cutting the chains that bound her, is it my brother?

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"Stab! Ping bang!" This iron chain is really special.so strong!An Qing slashed the iron chain with all his strength, but only a faint knife mark was left. Did he bully him for his low attack power?An Qing sticks the flame talisman on the iron chain, and it is also possible to burn it off... Damn, what material is this?Invulnerable to swords, indestructible to water and fire!

"Cough cough..." The cough made An Qing alert, and he recovered really quickly. An Qing held several talismans between his fingers, and the formation flag was ready at any time. When he glanced at the corner, he found that Su Jinglun was still slightly injured. Lying on the ground in embarrassment, An Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and concentrated on dealing with the magical iron chain. Of course, after finding that the iron chain was difficult to break, An Qing gave Su Xihui a simple treatment, feeding Rejuvenation Pill and Hemostatic Pill.

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"My son, how can you be lazy, have you practiced all the work today?" The man with the folding fan in his hand scolded the little boy with red eyes majesticly, without asking why the little boy was crying.

The little boy raised his head with red eyes, his immature face was full of stubbornness: "Obviously there are six arts, why do I have to practice? They all say that the people of Shuiqing City can only be a burden when we fight, and we can only send them to death." share!"

"Crack!——" The man's fan hit the little boy's face fiercely, and the little boy's face was immediately swollen with a red mark. The little boy turned his head and said stubbornly: "They say we are water People in Qingcheng are trash! I am not! Neither is Daddy!"

"Nonsense, how can you believe it? My son, you have let my father down." The man's tone was cold, ignoring the little boy's hurt eyes, and continued to say harshly: "There is a way to the six arts. Since work can be compared with other Collectively known as the Six Arts, where is the difference? Have you forgotten the legend of the Daozu of Xi and the Daozu of Qinglian? The breath of the son is strategizing, sweeping thousands of troops with ink. The strength of the arts can completely surpass other Wuyi, you are the most talented child in our clan, don't let Wei father down again."

The little boy stared at the back of the person who turned and left. It was as tall as a mountain, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure, but it somehow made him want to cry when he was young.

50 years later, the man who sternly reprimanded the little boy became famous for his painting. Once "Mountain and River" came out, who would dare to underestimate Shuiqing City?

After the commotion subsided, the man with the long black beard still said gently but coldly to the excited young man with dignity: "My son, did you forget to practice today's work?"

The young man exuding a gentle temperament nodded his head, his eyes sparkling: "Well, I have practiced Daddy!"

The man's eyes flashed with satisfaction and the youth's unclear eyes, and there was a melancholy in the youth's incomprehensible tone: "Very good, my son, you must not let your father down."

The young man's eyes calmed down, and he said respectfully, "Yes, Daddy."

Standing on the corridor, the young man could see from a distance that the departing man was gently hugging a little girl. The hearty laughter was something he had never heard before. .

The young man is Su Jinglun. I don’t know when there are fewer and fewer monks who are proficient in crafts. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting gradually declined, and they became faintly a whim of other monks’ leisure time. The once glorious piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were gradually stranded, and Shuiqing City and Tianyin Palace were exceptions. One of them never gave up on calligraphy and painting, and the other never gave up on the sound of piano, but they also lost their glory and gradually declined until Shuiqing City. Only after Su Yikang, who is famous for "Mountain and River", did the Dao of Gong once again shine in the eyes of monks.

What Su Jinglun admired and even feared most since childhood was Su Yikang, who was never disturbed. Even if Su Yikang only asked him to practice and practice, even if he was always just to let him not let people down, Su Yikang was always his most beloved father. , he thought that getting along with his father should be like this, more respectful than kind, until he had a younger sister, he didn't know that his father would laugh heartily, he knew that his father would also take the initiative to pick up children, he Only then did I know that my father's tone of voice can be so soft.

He hates and even loathes his physical younger sister, Su Xihui, because Su Xihui has a father that he doesn't have, but Su Xihui loves to cling to him. She was raised by her father when she was still in her infancy, but she was about to cling to him when she just learned how to crawl. around.

At first, Su Jinglun teased the little girl who didn't understand anything indifferently, but in the end he couldn't help letting go of his guard and became a good brother. Compared with Su Xihui, Su Xihui's talent can be said to be very poor, and Sanlingen and his Nothing can compare to Tianlinggen, but the little girl will look at him with admiration and trust, just like him who has been looking at his father's back all the time. After all, he has accepted this sister who is related to him with a soft heart.

"Hui'er, you don't have to work as hard as your brother. You just need to be happy. My brother still has a lot of homework to do every day." His father's gentle voice came, and Su Jinglun stopped walking towards his sister's room .

"But I want to stay with my brother all the time." The little girl's voice was childish and stubborn.

"If you do this, you will only harm your brother, and then my brother will only find you annoying, my lovely Hui'er." Su Jinglun's eyes widened when he heard this, he wanted to rush in and say no, but he still didn't move He knew that his father's words were not so much for his sister, but for him.

"Really?... But I can't bear it... I don't want my brother to find me annoying..." The little girl's voice was full of distressing tears, and Su Jinglun turned and left silently.

Afterwards, when Su Xihui came to see Su Jinglun, Su Jinglun always treated him indifferently, watching the little girl crying and running to her father for comfort with an indifferent face.

Later, when the little girl grew up, she would only lift her chin slightly when she saw Su Jinglun, with a look of disdain. Su Jinglun just smiled lightly, as if she didn't care at all.

Until he heard the girl carefully say: "Are you brother?"

Until he heard his father explain everything to him and entrust him with important responsibilities, at the end it was still the one that he was very familiar with: "Don't let your father down."

Su Jinglun, who would hide his emotions earlier, has already understood that the most important thing in his father's eyes is always Shuiqingcheng, not him, not his sister, but the future of Shuiqingcheng, and he is also the person who guides the future of Shuiqingcheng, so he can only succeed, Can't fail.

Su Jinglun naturally cared about the girl full of flaws, caring for every detail. He watched the girl from being cautious at the beginning to being lively and cheerful later, watching the girl from being trembling at the beginning to being flamboyant later, facing him Su Jinglun's reliance and trust are obvious, as if overlapping with the little girl who was always clinging to him and pulling his trousers, Su Jinglun would feel a little suffocated in the dead of night, even holding the pen was a little unstable, and the ink dripped on the paper , dizzy, dazzling.

"Xiaohui, if one day my brother does something wrong to you, will you forgive me?" It was the night of the alchemy ceremony, and Su Jinglun was standing by the riverside while looking at the extremely heavy "All Things in the Universe" that made him feel extremely heavy. Whispered, just murmured, more like a soliloquy.

Unexpectedly, Su Xihui, who happened to be looking for him, listened attentively. Su Xihui stood on tiptoe, reached out to pat Su Jinglun's head, and smiled happily: "Idiot brother, how could you ask such a stupid question? Are we Brothers and sisters, of course I will forgive you."

"Besides, if it is really my brother's choice, I also believe there must be a reason. No matter what, I will support you." Su Jinglun was shocked by his firm tone. He kept hinting that Su Xihui was not his own sister, but It was a person from another world, but that night, he really felt that they were brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters connected by blood.

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Su Jinglun coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, but what did he do to his sister?When he heard An Qing's yell, he only felt that he was extremely ridiculous, and heard the boy complaining loudly not far away: "Damn! What are these chains made of? I'm exhausted."

Su Jinglun took out a blueprint from his bosom, which was the seal blueprint of the sacrificial priest. Su Jinglun's fingertips burned, and the blueprint turned into ashes, and the iron chain fell to the ground crisply. Su Jinglun dragged his seriously injured body, and stared blankly at The boy said: "Thank you, take Xiaohui away. I gave it to Xiaohui. Just say that brother is sorry for her. After taking her away, let her never come back!"

After speaking, I couldn't hold it anymore, my eyes went dark, and my last thought was that he was really an incompetent brother.