Kite falling into red dust

He looked at her in disbelief, and said: "But I have always been with you, we have always lived and died together, and you abandoned me!"

"I didn't abandon you!" She patted the armrest of the wheelchair vigorously. "I did this out of necessity. I was afraid that you didn't want revenge, so I came up with this method, forcing you, forcing you to take revenge." Said Then, her tears burst out again uncontrollably, "I know I was wrong, this is not fair to you. You are my younger brother, not a tool I use for revenge, I'm sorry..."

He took a few steps closer to her, "Why do you think I don't want to take revenge anymore? I hate those people as much as you do."

"Because I found out that someone special appeared." She looked at him with a bit of resentment and a bit of relief in her eyes, "someone who is very special to you. I'm afraid he will change your mind, so……"

He frowned, "What special person? Who are you talking about?"

"Murong Ruiyan's son, Murong Mingyu."

He lowered his head, "You misunderstood, I have nothing to do with him."

There was a smile on her face covered with tears, but there was still endless desolation in the smile, "You are my own brother. I watched you grow up since I was a child, and I can understand what it means just by looking at your eyes." .Maybe you don’t realize it yourself, but I know that I am not the only person in your heart anymore.”

He wanted to deny it, but he didn't know how to deny it.

"So I'm afraid. I'm afraid that in your heart, he is more important than me. I'm afraid that he will make you give up revenge. But if you give up, there is no way for a useless person like me to take revenge."

Ling Jiao stretched out his hand and put his arms around Luo Hongyuan's shoulders. He didn't know how to judge Luo Hongdie's actions, so he could only use such a move, hoping to bring some comfort to Luo Hongyuan.

"You are afraid that in your brother's heart, someone is more important than you; is revenge more important than your brother in your heart?" A clear and stern voice came from behind Luo Hongyuan.

Luo Hongdie saw the person behind him, and immediately called out in surprise and respect: "Sir!"

"Hongdie," Luo Jianqing slowly walked in front of her, and he could see that he was trying his best to suppress his anger, "Do you know what Yuan'er went through after thinking you were gone? Almost, We were just a little short of never seeing him again, do you understand?"

She lowered her head, tears slowly streaming down again, "I..."

"You haven't answered my question just now," he looked down at her, "Which one is more important to you, revenge or Yuan'er?"

Her head drooped lower and lower, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably as she sobbed.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist and forced her to look at him, "You can cry when you want to cry when you are sad, but no matter how painful he is, he will only hold on. Have you ever really cared about your brother?!"

His sudden angry shout scared Luo Hongdie's crying to stop immediately, and she stared at him blankly.

Luo Hongyuan suddenly said: "The sword that stabbed Baili Chunfeng did not hit the vital point, and I regretted it."

Luo Hongdie said in amazement: "What? Baili Chunfeng! Is it the current city lord of Wujian City? Have you fought against him?"

He didn't answer her question, and continued: "But I don't regret it at all now. To me, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies, and I don't care whether he will continue to exist in the future. If you still If you want revenge, go find him yourself, I won't help you anymore."