heart stealing game

Family affection and love have been difficult choices since ancient times, let alone in this ancient time where filial piety was the first priority.

"Xiaobing, it's my fault. I shouldn't ignore you. I know you're doing it for my own good, but I can't get over that hurdle."

I stroked his messy hair, "Your reaction at that time was much better than I expected."

He shook his head, "You don't know, I don't know, I found out that you disappeared, my head was white at the time, I finally got news of my father, but I lost you. If you never come back, then I Will die. You don't know, you don't know, how much you mean to me."

With a "snap", I looked at Song Qingshu who was covering his face and staring blankly at me, with deep disappointment in his eyes, and said coldly, "Song Qingshu, have you fed the dog what I have taught you for so many years?" ? For one person, you are looking for death and life, are you going to die with me directly?"

"I..." He looked at me with sadness in his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be dazed, enveloped in a sense of decadence, "But that is you, Xiaobing, you said you would always be with me."

I was not moved at all, and said with a sneer, "Maybe I will die of a heart attack in a few days, are you going to commit suicide and die with me?"

His face turned pale, and there was pain in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, "No, I said I would hire the best doctor, and you will be fine."

My heart began to throb slowly again. I endured the discomfort and took a breath and said, "Qing Shu, why do you need to deceive yourself now? You know that I lived past 20 years old, and the time I have now has been taken by me. Then I After you die, what are you going to do?" He slowly put down his hand, the red palm print on his face was extremely dazzling, he pursed his lips and stared at me stubbornly, silent.

I laughed angrily, "Why, are you really going to die with me?" The throbbing pain in my heart became more intense, I fell to the ground, slapped away Song Qingshu's hand that was about to help me, and stared at him fiercely Said, "Song Qingshu, death is the most cowardly choice. Even if you are doing it for me, I will not forgive you."

He anxiously took out the medicine and handed it to me, "I will listen to you, Xiaobing took the medicine, okay?"

I took the medicine and breathed a sigh of relief, "I have taught you a lot all this time, but I forgot to tell you how to grow, so even though you have learned so much, it is still like a blank sheet of paper. This time, you hurt you Father is in danger, have you reflected on yourself? Why did this happen?"

"It's me, because I talk about war on paper and carelessly underestimate the enemy."

I looked at Song Qingshu who was patting me on the back, giving me comfort, his eyes were full of tenderness and regret, and sighed softly, "Qingshu, I know you care about me, but there are many other things in life besides love. .If you ruin your life because of me, I won’t live in the ground.” After all, I was the one who watched the grown-up child, thinking of my inexplicable death in the last world, my eyes darkened.

I lightly touched his red cheek on the right side with my fingers, watched him shrink in pain, and finally pulled him back to the room and gave him some medicine to reduce swelling.

"Qing Shu, people who give up their lives easily are the most despised. If I can, I wish I could live to be 80 years old. So even if I die, you have to live for me, live wantonly. Be filial to your parents, grow Wudang, Even let Wudang surpass Shaolin to become the largest gang in the martial arts, and you will surpass the ancestors to become the best master in the history of Wudang, leaving your traces in this world forever. I will always watch by your side you."

He looked at me and said for a long time, "Is this Xiaobing's wish?"

I nodded, my eyes were bright and gentle, "Qingshu is my pride, it should shine brightly."

He hugged me and said in a low voice, "I see. Xiaobing, actually this time you left suddenly, it wasn't to see your mother at all, right?"

He didn't wait for my answer, so he continued, "Did Xiaobing know from the beginning that my father would be fine. That's why he let me fall into the trap? I knew that Xiaobing was always hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

"Xiaobing, I actually want to tell you that no one can replace your position in my heart."

The warm liquid soaked my neck, and I patted his head, "I know. That's why you have to live well for me."

"Then Xiaobing can promise me to do my best to live."

"I will." It's just that I was not in this world at that time, and I will never return to this world.

The tenderness in the room is mixed with faint sadness, which adds a bit of heaviness.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed. This month, I have been working hard to prepare Fanghua Ointment, which is the holy medicine for revitalizing skin.A lot of precious medicinal materials are needed, but fortunately Wudang has a profound heritage.What's more, after returning from last month, Zhang Sanfeng handed over Wudang to Song Qingshu to take care of it, and he himself began to retreat again.

I looked at Song Qingshu who was running his affairs in an orderly manner. He became more stable and reticent, and he could vaguely see the indifference and momentum of the superior.

He finally walked down the path I planned for him, but I didn't have the chance to see his demeanor at that time.

Recently, the heart disease has basically started to attack every day. This is because I have taken some medicines to make the heart disease worse in private. Before the strange disappearance or death.

After the medicine was prepared, I told Song Qingshu that I would go to Guangmingding. I wanted to repay Fan Yao's favor and heal his face in my last life.I know that as long as I ask, Qing Shu will not refuse anything he can do.

In fact, the more important reason for going to the Bright Summit this time is to meet the future Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.The filthiness of the Mingjiao and the six sects is the opportunity for Wudang to overtake Shaolin and become the number one sect in the martial arts.

Sure enough, the next day, Qingshu explained the affairs of Wudang and went to Guangmingding with me.

It should be because the sect advocates that Wuji is also a half Wudang person, so although the Mingjiao people don't like people from other sects, they still respect us and don't feel embarrassed.So we went up to the Bright Summit very smoothly.

At this time, Zhang Wuji should still be entangled with Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo and the others on Binghuo Island. At this time, Mingjiao is still managed by Yang Xiao.

Knowing that I was looking for Fan Yao, he called Fan Yao over after a while.

"You came to me, are you responsible?"

The cool and pleasant voice is like the melodious piano sound on a Jiangnan painting boat, with a lazy and lingering sexiness like a crooning.

I froze for a moment, then smiled, "Finally I don't have to listen to your tormenting voice." I handed him the Fanghua ointment, "No, this is my Fanghua ointment, I will help you remove the pimples on your face." Remove the scars, apply this on it, change the dressing regularly, and within two months, you can probably return to your previous appearance, even if the scars cannot be completely removed, they will only be faint traces."

After a long time, he finally accepted it.

It was agreed with Qing Shuben, and he also stayed with me in Guangmingding for a while.

Three days later, seeing Fan Yao whose face was covered with only his eyes left, those guys who knew him well in Mingjiao were overjoyed.

I explained how to change the medicine and some taboos that need to be paid attention to one by one. Looking at Fan Yao who was leisurely drinking tea beside me and didn't know if he listened to my words, I couldn't help but shook his head.

"Hey, I've said it all. If you make a mistake, you will blame yourself if you disfigure yourself. I'll go back to Wudang tomorrow."

He glanced at me, "Let's go. Anyway, when the leader comes back, I will find you responsible."

"Using words indiscriminately again."

"When I recover my appearance, you will beg to be responsible to me. I am much better than that kid Song Qingshu."

I looked at Fan Yao's face wrapped in white cloth into a ball, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hey, Brother Bingshan, can you stop talking about rascals in a cold and serious tone. Really..."

He glanced at me again, "No."

I waved my hand, "You can do whatever you like. Just don't rely on me like this."

He looked at my beautiful eyes with a smile, "There are too few interesting things about Mingjiao."

I twitched the corner of my mouth, "I know that's the reason, I really don't know how I make you find it interesting."

He sipped his tea leisurely and ignored me.

"Hey, Brother Bingshan, do you know Zhu Yuanzhang?"