After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

"Xiao Xuan, don't disturb him."

Chang Xiu's complexion was not very good, he pulled Xiao Xuan out forcefully, Xiao Xuan was very reluctant to pick his fingers.

When he was outside the door, Xiaoxuan couldn't bear it anymore, and bit his arm hard, blood was still on his lips.

"Hua Ming misses him very much."

"I can't continue to lie to him."

"Don't stop me. I'm going to take him to see Liu An today. I can't just watch him go crazy."

The longer you lie, the more you hurt, and the more you can't accept it.

When he saw the dying Liu An, he would definitely go crazy, such a pure and kind person...

But Chang Xiu covered his mouth with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice, "I did all this for you."

"Why don't you understand my painstaking efforts?"

"Xiaoxuan, why don't you trample on my sincerity?"

Xiao Xuan's hand that was patting him fell down again feebly, hesitation gradually appeared in his eyes, and he compromised.

"Hua Ming, I'm still sorry for you."

If Hua Ming is a villain, he will feel less guilty, and if he is a noisy person, he will be very annoyed.

But this Hua Ming, with such a pure and kind heart, made him feel deeply tired even standing in front of Hua Ming, so exhausted that he couldn't breathe.

He couldn't find any excuse to comfort himself.

He is an executioner.

He killed everyone.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the wind was blowing, making people's hearts tremble and blowing cold.

Hua Ming walked outside, raised his foot to step over the threshold, and stretched out his hand to catch the fallen leaves dangling in the air. The clouds in the sky were shining brightly, like a fairy's gorgeous skirt.

It is a pity that such a beauty can only fall into the eyes of an ordinary man like him.

The fallen leaves slowly fell on the stone table aside, and another gust of wind blew, and they fell unsteadily into the mud.

It was originally high above, it was originally a thriving emerald green, and it just fell into the mud, but the mud was also with him day and night.

Or long-term boredom, or long-term love, how can a fish know the joy of a fish if it is not a fish?

In this world, people pay attention to fate, but not so much. Most of the time, there is no reason, just listen to the voice from the bottom of my heart.

Holding the bowl of soup that was still warm, he stared blankly at the gradually setting sun, and twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

After walking two steps, he stopped at the same spot, not knowing where to go. He lost his backbone.

Lost the backbone that made him happy and sad.

Even when she shed tears, she was no longer bold, everything was stretched out, like a paper man alive.

Hua Ming felt that his soul was about to fall asleep.

It turns out that after waiting for a long time, it becomes numb, numb to sadness, numb to joy, numb to all emotions, but the pain in my heart does not stop.

He looked down at the soup in his hand again, sniffed, and tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, with explosions tossing and turning in his mind.

"And Xiaoxuan."

"I'm going to deliver soup to Xiaoxuan."

"Xiaoxuan seems unwilling to leave with Changxiu today. Aren't they on good terms? Is there some conflict?"

Hua Ming tried his best to find something for himself to do. As long as he didn't worry about it so much, his heart wouldn't hurt so much. He didn't want to cry all the time.

It's just that when I walked to Xiaoxuan's gate...

The noise inside became more intense, and there was the sound of things breaking. Hua Ming stepped forward with the intention of persuading the fight, but when his hand touched the door, he heard the name that made him worry.

"How difficult Liu An is to mess with, don't you understand why people in this world are afraid of him?"

Chang Xiu turned his back and was very stubborn: "So what, doesn't he have a weakness?"

"I was in the kitchen with Huaming today, and he told me a lot, such simple and pure feelings, we were the same in the past."

"I see that they are like us, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Changxiu shattered the vase at hand again, and propped his hands on the tea-soaked table: "Stop talking..."

Xiaoxuan choked with sobs: "I just want to save us."

"Brother Xiu, I am willing to die with you, or before you."

"You and I are sincere and sincere, day and night, so what if we get along in a blink of an eye?"

Xiaoxuan stretched out his hand, tugged at Chang Xiu's sleeve tentatively, and there was a last trace of expectation in his eyes: "I don't want to hide it from him anymore."

But Chang Xiu clenched his fists, slammed it hard on the table, and looked at him coldly: "I never knew that you would be so unreasonable."

"You don't understand my hard work, so reflect on yourself."

After finishing speaking, Chang Xiu pushed Xiao Xuan away vigorously, and pushed the door angrily, just in time to see Hua Ming who was carrying soup.

When did he come?

How much did he hear again?

Changxiu's bewildered eyes moved back and forth on him, but he still smiled and said nonchalantly, "Hua Ming, why are you here? After cooking for a whole day, don't you want to go back and rest?"

Hua Ming didn't look away, but met his hypocritical smile directly, and dropped the soup in his hand to the ground, his voice trembling: "What are you hiding from me?"

"What are you afraid to say?"

Hua Ming became more and more agitated, with tears in his eyes, he was holding on to Chang Xiu's arm, but he couldn't exert any strength: "Take me as a clown and coax me to play, is it interesting?"

"Liu An, where are you?"

"Do you mean it has something to do with Liu An?"

However, no one answered him, the silence was all this ridiculous and mocking silence.

Why didn't you tell him, or...

Or did Liu An encounter an accident?

His mind was uncontrollably thinking of all kinds of terrible pictures, his emotions became more agitated, tears welled up in his eyes, he shook Chang Xiu's arms vigorously with both hands, and his voice was close to collapse: "Say it, talk about Liu An Where!"

While scratching his fingers with a headache, Chang Xiu said perfunctorily, "He's fine, you're overthinking it."

lie to him!Lying to him again!

Just know how to lie to him!

Hua Ming cried so hard that he couldn't breathe, he tore off Chang Xiu's clothes, and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Give me back my willow bank, give it back, give it back..."

The grief was too heavy, and he couldn't support it when he opened his eyes, and his body fell heavily.

At this moment, Hua Ming was even more annoyed that he was useless, even crying would make him faint.

When he was drowsy, someone probably carried him back, and he heard Xiaoxuan's guilty voice, saying sorry.

He didn't want to open his eyes, and didn't want to listen anymore. In this world, I'm sorry for being the most incompetent and hypocritical.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a chill in his neck. When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked, but it was only for a moment...