[Comprehensive] Tragic Character Recycle Bin

I don't know if it was Zhang Yi's delusion, but after that night, the relationship between the two actually became more tender.Although they can't be called husband and wife, they have a tacit understanding between brothers and sisters.

She doesn't ask too much, it doesn't matter if he is a husband and wife or brother and sister, as long as he can stay on the mountain and live a stable life.Therefore, the actions in the future will be a lot more polite, and small things such as feeding will not be done by human hands, and even those who are more intimate will not be touched.After spending the night in Yu Daiyan's house, he obediently moved to the outside room at his insistence.

Zhang Yi really made herself into Yu Daiyan's standard care. First, she persuaded Zhang Sanfeng to fix Yu Daiyan's broken bones with a splint to prevent the bones from becoming dislocated and crooked.He also included all of Yu Daiyan's recipes, and took money from his own dowry to improve the food. If he cooked too much, he distributed it to young disciples, or gave it to Zhang Sanfeng and others.

It has to be mentioned that the light food on Wudang Mountain is really not conducive to the health of patients, let alone the growth and development of teenagers.On this hill, half of the disciples from Wudang Seven Heroes down to four or five years old were picked up by the elders from the mountain.In addition to lamenting the benevolence of Wudang knights, we should also know how poor this sect is financially.As for the Wudang Golden Roof in later generations, most of them were built after the Ming Dynasty. When the Mongols were in power, they were still very poor.

As Zhang Yi herself said, she admires and admires these righteous knights, and empathizes with those who live in the darkness at the bottom.God gave her a chance to be reborn, she can't do much, she can only do her best to support these people a little bit.For her, those money can only be kept in a box, but after taking it out, she can get the smiles on the faces of the teenagers, a strong body, and Wudang's protection of the Zhang family, why not do it?

After half a year like this, the intense heat has passed, and Zhang Yi can finally breathe a sigh of relief in her nursing work.She massaged Yu Daiyan's limbs every day to prevent muscle atrophy, and she sweated profusely after exercising every day.The splint has to be disassembled to check the healing of the bones. Once there is a deviation, it must be adjusted immediately.Coupled with the fact that she was irritable in hot weather and had no appetite, the study of nutritional recipes alone made her a few gray hairs.

The summer is finally over, and the splint is almost ready to go.Taking advantage of the crisp autumn air, Zhang Yi Xianbao usually took out the simple wheelchair that he had researched for half a year, and pushed Yu Sanxia, ​​who was dead in the house, out for a walk while the autumn was crisp.

In the past six months, Zhang Yi has improved the meals for the young disciples, and often invited them to eat candy and told some stories she had read.She was originally lively and open-minded, she practiced parkour hard for a period of time, and knew many little boys' games. In the eyes of Wudang disciples, she was like a mother and a sister. Uncle wants to get closer.

Walking to the martial arts field, many resting disciples had sharp eyes, and when they saw her coming, they all ran over to call her "sister".It was Zhang Yi who didn't like the disciples calling her too old, so she made such a request.

In the past, she always told these disciples not to be restrained, so even though they had the name of the third master's aunt, these disciples were not afraid of her. They called Sister Yi from a distance, and wanted to come to play with her and ask for candies.Gein had become a habit like this in the past, Zhang Yi was still waving at them habitually at the first glance, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Sanxia from the corner of his eye, and his movements froze all of a sudden.He retracted his arms awkwardly, and faced Yu Sanxia's upright and serious face, as if he had made a big mistake, no matter how he put it, he was uncomfortable.

Want to explain, but don't know how to speak.Is it possible to tell him the truth that I think the title of third master's aunt is too old?

In the past six months, Yu Daiyan has been practicing diligently every day, and Zhang Yi has read some Taoist classics every day, and has a deeper understanding of Wudang's inner strength, and his inner strength has improved rapidly. Some opinions even Zhang Sanfeng lamented that "after a journey of life and death, his aptitude and understanding are like a new life. It's a blessing."

What changed along with the martial arts was Yu Daiyan's personality, perhaps due to the torment of serious illness and pain, Yu Daiyan was originally bold and informal, but in the past six months, he has become more and more indifferent, showing his emotions and anger.On weekdays, you only have a cold face, and those dark eyes look at you, making you unable to help but reflect on what you did wrong.Many times, even Zhang Yi, who talked to him the most every day, didn't know what was going on in his mind and what kind of mood he was in right now.

On the contrary, Zhang Yi, who listened to Yu Sanxia's lectures on internal skills and Taoism every day, and listened to him lightly talk about his experience in the world, couldn't help feeling full of respect for him, and also had some respect for the lecturer.

There were a few days of continuous rain, which was rare and cool.Zhang Yi massaged him, and seeing that his palms and forehead were constantly sweating, she became suspicious.After careful questioning, I found out that his bones and joints were in severe pain due to the continuous rain and humidity.Zhang Yi was angry and pitiful at that time, and repeatedly asked him to tell him what he had to say in the future, but when there would be rainy days in the future, Yu Daiyan would keep his face light and silent, and Zhang Yi would silently remember that every rainy day would be in the house Burn a brazier and dry the clothes on the bed.After this incident, Zhang Yi really respected and sympathized with Yu Sanxia, ​​and prevented him from holding back when he didn't say anything, as if his mother was supervising his son's disobedience.

It's gone too far.But at the moment Yu Sanxia is still stern, showing no emotion.The cold face frightened the gathered teenagers from a distance, and they stopped obediently after a few steps, calling them "Third Senior Uncle" and "Third Senior Uncle".

These disciples who run fast are all thirteen or fourteen years old, and those who practice martial arts grow fast. Standing there, they are much taller than Yu Daiyan who is sitting in a wheelchair.But now all of them hang their heads like quails, but Yu Daiyan, who is sitting shorter, is more majestic.

Yu Daiyan reprimanded with a cold face, "As my Wudang disciples, you don't want to practice hard, but look for opportunities to be lazy and slippery. When you meet your elders, there are no big or small. Could it be that you feel that you have practiced too well, so you can make gestures one by one, Let me see."

A row of teenagers looked at each other, the one on the side looked at Zhang Yi, blinked and mouthed, asking her for help.Zhang Yi wanted to help, but she herself felt guilty, and Yu Daiyan was her "thigh", so she respected and cherished her, so she dared to intercede.He only pointed at Yu Daiyan behind his head and waved his hands again and again.

How could such a small move be hidden from Yu Daiyan's eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "Kaiyang, start with you."

The young man who winked at Zhang Yi froze for a moment, took two steps forward with a bitter face, and started punching.

Yu Daiyan watched indifferently, but the series of comments were merciless.

"Shoulders should be flat."

"Take another half step with your left leg."

"All mistakes and omissions, start again."

Straight to train a group of disciples to frown, deeply regretful.Looking at the tragic situation of those disciples, Zhang Yi felt sympathetic, but she couldn't help but want to sneak away.He quietly let go of his hand, took two steps back, and turned around to leave.Suddenly, I heard a faint voice beside my ear, "Where are you going?"

She paused and turned her head full of confusion, but the person who spoke just now only gave her the back of the head, so she continued to struggle with the back of the man's head, whether to let her run or not?

After waiting for a long time, Yu Sanxia said "Go, don't go too far".Feeling relieved, he turned and left without any sense of loyalty.A group of teenagers were left behind, envious of the woman's still graceful back.

Although Zhang Yi left, Yu Daiyan never left the woman's place from the corner of her eye.Seeing her walking all the way on the martial arts field, there were countless disciples greeting her, and how many people gathered around her, laughing and amusing, she also generously threw out a handful of candy, which made the younger disciples gather even more. Happy.

Pointing out disciples suddenly became less interesting, ignoring the slight sadness in his heart, Yu Daiyan dismissed the remaining disciples with a few words.Sitting there alone, my limbs are weak, but my spine is as straight as a javelin.Looking at it from a distance, there is only loneliness left.

"What are you looking at?" A person stood quietly behind him, but Yu Daiyan didn't show any surprise, as if he saw him coming with his own eyes.The visitor couldn't help admiring, "Third Brother's inner strength is getting deeper and deeper, and in time, he will definitely be above me, only inferior to Master."

Yu Daiyan turned his head and smiled slightly, "Eldest brother, what are you talking about? Daiyan has nothing to do every day, he can only cultivate his inner strength diligently. Elder brother also has to worry about sect affairs, so it is understandable to delay his practice."

Seeing his appearance, Song Yuanqiao spoke impeccably.Compared with the past, I don't know how much more elegant.After a long sigh, "The third brother has changed a lot."

Yu Daiyan suppressed his smile, and looked at the woman in the distance again. Her figure looked delicate, but her smile was bright and brilliant, as if it could dispel the gloom in his body.This woman always had a gentle smile in front of him, seemingly kind, but actually alienated, she had never been so bright.Only when he is unwell, will he show his true feelings and show absolute distress and pity.

So he suddenly said, "Senior brother should understand me."

The budding love between men and women has been deformed and incomplete since the seed.Flying misfortune, cut off his world, also cut off his love.Don't dare to think, and can't think about it.

Song Yuanqiao also looked at Zhang Yi, and his hand was so hard that he almost broke the handle that was pushed back. "I really don't know whether to thank her or hate her."

Thank her for taking good care of her and giving Yu Daiyan hope.But on an equal footing, she also made Yu Daiyan despair, and made his straightforward and straightforward third brother suffer day by day, never to be what he used to be.

He also said, "The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes should be happy to be kind and enmity, but hesitant, this is not like your original style of saying one thing."

Yu Daiyan smiled and said, "Senior brother also said that it is Daiyan's original style." Without any worries, he was naturally happy.The concern is too deep, how can it be so light?

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, also smiled, but felt very helpless, pushing Yu Daiyan back, saw the winding mountain road and dense trees, which obscured the Taoist houses, and his chest opened up a little.Thinking of what Zhang Yi has done in the past six months, he still feels a little regretful. Apart from Yu Daiyan's factors, he really thinks that the third sibling is pretty good.Trying to persuade, "You have never tried hard, even if you ask, it may not be possible. I think the third sibling is very good to you."

"If it were someone else, she would do well. My chances of standing up again in this life are already slim, why should I be her shackles and bind her for the rest of my life?"

Song Yuanqiao retorted, "But you are already husband and wife."

"It's just a name but nothing real. If senior brother has the heart, let's help find a lover. She can only be my sister." Yu Daiyan said lightly, but Song Yuanqiao's face darkened when he heard it.

"Have you made up your mind? At the beginning, she said that she would rather kill her than carve Yu's wife on the tomb."

"Yesterday's thoughts do not represent tomorrow's thoughts. She is only bound by fame, and she wants to use Wudang's power to protect the Zhang family."

"Could it be that she is ruthless to you?" Song Yuanqiao frowned, thinking of what Zhang Yi did in his daily life, he didn't look like he wanted to put aside his relationship with Yu Sanxia.

"There is love, but it's not the love between a man and a woman." With a dark face, he sighed, "I just treat her like a sister. She calls me third brother, so I naturally want to plan for her."

"Really? Third brother, are you sure you just treat her like a sister?"

"It should be so." This time, as if letting go of something, Yu Daiyan answered it as a matter of course.

Song Yuanqiao was helpless, and his voice was full of sighs, "I'm afraid you will regret it in the future if you are a fan of the authorities. Anyway, if you think this is good for her, I have no choice but to be that villain."

As the sun was approaching, Zhang Yi looked at the shadow of Song Yuanqiao pushing Yu Daiyan away from a distance and thought.In the end is to catch up, or not to catch up?I always feel as if the things I should do have been robbed by others... Forget it, the time they spend alone with each other is already very little, why bother to be a light bulb.

Shaking her head fiercely, Zhang Yi didn't expect that, just because of her hesitation at this moment, Song and Yu overthrew her half-year painstaking efforts with a few words, and her dream of living a stable life on the mountain almost died.