heart stealing game

I looked at Song Qingshu who was full of anger with red eyes, and couldn't help but touch his forehead, dear, I asked you to comfort others, not to quarrel.

He was able to turn simple comfort into a quarrel, and finally got into trouble with Zhang Sanfeng, who was taught a lesson. Could it be that this is the natural incompatibility between cannon fodder male supporting roles and male pig feet?

When he saw me coming, he took the sword and abused the bamboo in front of him even more angrily. After a while, the bamboo in front of him was messed up by him. "What are you doing here! Are you also talking about me?"

I sighed, and reached out to hold him, but he turned around, and the sword in his hand accidentally flew towards me from the side. Although I dodged sideways, my arm was still cut by the sharp sword.In an instant, the clothes were soaked in blood.

Seeing that I was injured, Song Qingshu didn't care to get angry, and hurriedly wanted to drag me to see a doctor.

I grabbed him and shook my head, "It's not serious, it's just a skin injury, just apply some medicine and bandage it and it'll be fine."

I looked at him anxiously like a spinning top, and couldn't help jokingly said, "Now I've paid the price in blood. Isn't Qing Shu angry?"

He gave me a blank look, and carefully bandaged my wound, "I wasn't angry with you in the first place, I was just being arrogant."

I was a little surprised, "I thought you were angry that I asked you to comfort Zhang Wuji."

Hearing me mention Zhang Wuji, he cursed again in a low voice, and then said awkwardly, "I know you are doing it for my own good. As a senior brother, I should have comforted him at this time, and this made the ancestor feel even worse. If you value me, my father and uncle will be happy too."

There was a sincere smile on my face, it seemed that Song Qingshu was actually quite intelligent, which surprised me.

"Then why are you still arguing with him?"

"I just complained accidentally, and I blamed that Xie Xun. In the end, he turned his face and said that I don't need to pretend to be kind. Hmph, I'm not wrong. Xie Xun is a member of the Demon Cult. The fifth uncle and the fifth aunt are really, but they still What kind of righteousness with him, now he is even more implicated and has to commit suicide. He also implicated Wudang and was threatened by other sects, his reputation was ruined, and..."

"Qing Shu!" My sudden stern voice startled him, "It's your fault! In Zhang Wuji's heart, his adoptive father is just like his parents! Besides, his parents have passed away suddenly, and in his heart the closest Ren is his adoptive father, how can he not be angry when you say that!"

Song Qingshu looked at my stern face, and pursed his lips aggrievedly.

I sighed, "If you don't want to hear it, I don't care."

He pulled me back, and his eyes were slightly red again, "Xiao Bing, I don't like Zhang Wuji. When he came, Master and Dad only cared about him, and even you asked me to comfort him. Why? It's obvious that the three of them are the drag Wudang."

"So although you actually promised me to comfort him, you deliberately said these things in a fit of anger?"

"I didn't mean to be angry on purpose, these are what I have in mind!"

"Then do you know how much you will disappoint your master and Wudang?" I almost spoke harshly.

He wanted to refute at first, but suddenly there was a throbbing pain in my chest, and there was only a trace of blood on my face, and I gasped heavily while clutching my chest, and groaned in pain.This is a heart attack.

I looked at Song Qingshu next to him, who was almost an ant in a hot pot, and said with difficulty, "The medicine...the medicine is in my room."

He ran quickly, and came back panting after a while, holding the pill Zhang Sanfeng had prepared for me in his hand, and helped me to take it in a panic.

I couldn't help laughing in my heart, I can start the first step, it seems that I am still very important in Song Qingshu's heart, and it can make him forget to use light work in a panic.

Swallowing the medicine, I finally recovered slowly. I looked at Song Qingshu who was still looking at me anxiously. I tried my best to pull out a thin smile, but it looked very sad.

"Qing Shu, I won't live past the age of 20. You don't know, if there is any concern in this world, it is you. So Qing Shu, can you stop worrying me like this?"

He suddenly hugged me tightly, almost making me lose my breath again, "I will find a way, you will not die, you will never die."

I patted his back tenderly, "Okay, you touched my wound."

He let me go, carefully checked the wound on my arm, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no blood oozing.

I reached out and touched his head with gentle eyes, "Qingshu also felt it? Although my uncle is very kind to me, he doesn't kiss me. And Wudang is just polite, I'm just a guest. But I don't care, anyway, I went to Wudang to not drag my mother down. I wanted to live quietly in Wudang until I was 20 years old, and then a slope of loess would be enough. However, I still like Qingshu very much. Qing Shu is a rare happiness for me, so I also hope that Qing Shu can be better and get the best. That’s why I can’t help but want to persuade Qing Shu to do this or that. Does Qing Shu annoy me like this? It's getting weaker and weaker, and I even think it's good to live to be 15 years old. I'm sorry, Qing Shu, I'm just a little anxious."

He looked at my smile, but tears fell, and his voice was a little sobbing. He kept shaking his head, "No. I know that Xiaobing is doing it for my own good."

I took out my handkerchief and wiped away his tears, "Qing Shu, you are still a child after all, how can you say that and you are crying again."

He took my hand, his voice still choked with sobs, "Xiaobing, I will never be self-willed again. I will obediently listen to you and work hard to become the head of Wudang. I will protect Xiaobing and serve Xiaobing Bing invites the best doctor. Xiao Bing also don’t leave me behind and treat me well, okay?”

I looked into his pleading eyes and smiled softly, "Okay. I will try my best to live on. Wait for the day when Qing Shu grows up enough to protect me."

From that day on, Song Qingshu took the initiative to find Zhang Sanfeng to admit his mistake, and found Zhang Wuji to apologize sincerely.He didn't mention whether Zhang Wuji forgave him or not.But Zhang Sanfeng looked at him with obvious joy and relief.

Although I don't like Zhang Wuji, the protagonist is always very lucky and talented. I don't want Song Qingshu to have a bad relationship with him.

I went to see Zhang Wuji, he was shivering and shivering under the quilt.I put the prepared stove in his arms, and he looked at me curiously.

I patted his head, "I'm your second uncle's nephew, you can call me Brother Yu."

Zhang Wuji liked me very much, and was very close to me. He took the initiative to put a candle in my hand, and cried obediently.

Could it be because of my appearance and gentle tone?Zhang Wuji is really a face control, I complained in my heart.

After comforting him for a while, I brought up the topic to Song Qingshu, "Wuji, that person Qingshu has always been a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Besides, he always speaks without thinking. Wuji, don't be angry with you Song Senior Brother, okay? He is too. care about you."

When Zhang Wuji mentioned Song Qingshu's face was a little unnatural, but he was simple and honest in nature, so he nodded, "Senior brother Song has already apologized to me, so I forgive him. It's just that he is not allowed to talk about my adoptive father in the future."

I patted his head again and said with a smile, "Wuji, what a good boy."

You are a fool, all beauties are snakes and scorpions, and I will suffer slowly, so I don't bother to talk to you.