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

"Brother, life is too short, why don't you and I hurry up and enjoy ourselves while we are in time?"

Liu An's body gradually leaned forward, with joy and enthusiasm in his eyes, his hands were on his shoulders, pushing him back continuously, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice: "Give me some joy!" How are you?"

"Whether it's melon or ripe melon, it's all on the lips, and it doesn't count if you haven't tasted it."

Liu An completely pressed him on the table, that hand also slowly moved down, and finally landed on his waist, patted him lightly, but when he was about to untie the belt, Hua Ming grabbed it wrist.

"me……"

To be honest, he just wanted to choke Liu An just now, that is to say, just to make fun of him.

But if there are some words, it can be taken seriously, but it also depends on the timing. Suddenly, he was really not ready, Hua Ming smiled dryly: "Since you want to have fun, you have to have fun. You have a body, you can raise it." Bar."

"Hey, take the medicine first, otherwise when will this injury heal?"

Liu An couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, so he pinched his waist hard and said sullenly, "You know that you hang me up on purpose, and you don't mean to make me feel bad? Brother, when did you become so bad?"

timely?

bad?

That is to say that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Whenever they are close to him, they will be contaminated with this aura of tricking people.

A gleam of joy flashed in Hua Ming's eyes, and he stretched out a finger to tick it off, beckoning him to come closer, and breathed into his ear: "As long as you behave well, I'll be happy, and I'll give you everything."

"At that time, you can have as much fun as you want, and it's okay to die."

This is his tone in the past, but now it is said from Hua Ming's mouth, it is really intriguing, and it is very thought-provoking.

"I didn't know you were so annoying."

"You don't know too much. If I am unhappy, it will be unforgettable for you forever."

Liu An took a deep breath, it seemed that this little Hua Ming and her thoughts were different and not easy to mess with, so she stood up, shook her head and sighed: "Hey, senior brother is hard-hearted, what good will it do you to grind me to death?" ?”

Such a sad tone penetrated into Hua Ming's ears, a little angry and a little funny, but more of a pitiful energy, which made people feel distressed.

Hua Ming got up, picked up the bottle of medicine again: "If you continue to do this, it's not that you're going to die, but you're going to die."

"Do you remember how the medicine was given?"

Liu An shook his head: "I didn't really listen to what he just said, I just thought you were poisoned."

"Fortunately, senior brother, you are not uncomfortable, otherwise I will overthrow this."

Hua understood him with a glance, then sighed softly, and handed the medicine to his palm: "You don't take yourself seriously, I don't like it very much."

No one is as stupid as you, your own life and death are completely out of the question, you are extremely nervous about such a trivial matter as I cut a finger, although I am happy that you take me to heart, but I am also annoyed that you do not cherish yourself.

But how can I have the heart to criticize you for your injuries now?

He could only look helplessly and annoyed, but he happened to meet Liu An's pitiful gaze, and his tone was quite weak: "Brother, I am in pain, can you help me?"

"It's fine if the senior brother doesn't want to, I... I can still bear it."

He is not a person who is afraid of pain, even if he is asked to go out and fight now, he can still hold on, but since the senior brother loves himself, shouldn't he make good use of this injury to gain benefits?

Hua Ming is not that stupid, so he can naturally see that he is actually pretending, but he still clings to him, just because his distress comes from the bottom of his heart.

"Take off your clothes, forget it, I'll help you."

For this gang, Hua Ming's eyes were red again, and his clothes were stuck to his flesh and blood. He couldn't bear to take them off with force, and tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, but he still choked up: "How can I not help you?" Help you, how did you help you, you must be in pain, it must be..."

It's still that silly brother, it's still easy to cry like that, isn't it just a little bit of injury, wouldn't it be better if people are still alive?

Liu An shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, and then took off the clothes that were covered with flesh, his whole body was covered in blood, and his hard chest was still dripping with blood. , but he didn't even frown: "Wipe my eyes first, I can't see you clearly."

"See if the fool has lost weight recently."

Hua Ming covered his mouth vigorously, his shoulders were still trembling slightly, but he tried his best to calm down his emotions, and bit his lower lip again: "Okay, I'll help you, you squat down, I can't reach it. "

Liu An obediently squatted down, with a satisfied smile still on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gently closed, and he said casually: "I have actually tried my best to protect my eyes, but I am afraid to see my senior brother. Know."

"The world is already dark enough and cold enough. If you still can't see your brother, it doesn't matter if you want to hang on for a while or not."

"Fortunately, the other eye is okay. I can see a little bit, but it's not clear enough."

Brother, you make me miss you so much, if I can see clearly, I will hold you down and stare at you.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

"Senior brother's fingers are icy cold, and they are so comfortable and gentle when they fall on the eyelids."

As everyone knows, at this moment, Hua Ming's face is full of tears, biting his lip stubbornly, refusing to make a sound.

But his fingers were still trembling, from time to time at the cracked corner of Liu An's eyes.

It was really close, his Liu An went blind.

He applied some ointment on Liu An's bleeding wound again, but this time he couldn't hold back anymore, and cried out directly: "Liu An, it's my fault, I'm the one who got you in trouble."

"You must be dying of pain, and you are still so patient, I...I..."

Because of being too sad, Hua Ming cried and coughed, trembling all over, and kept repeating the phrase, are you dying of pain.

Liu An was a little astonished, but more helpless, he simply took away the ointment in his hand: "It's not good to cry like I'm dead."

"It's still not enough to count on the senior brother, that's all, I'll do it myself."

It hurts a little bit, but if someone is distressed, the injury is still worth it.

Liu An took the bottle of medicine, and applied it on his wound calmly. To be honest, the ointment felt acrid on his body, and his skin felt as if it was being scorched and salt water was sprinkled on it, but he Still forced a smile: "Okay, little fool, don't cry, it doesn't hurt at all."

In a short while, he wiped away all the wounds that he could see with the naked eye, but he couldn't reach his back, and he was afraid that the fool would cry when he saw it, so he simply put the medicine on the table: " Well, it's not a big deal."

"I'm here to help you if you can't reach it. Are you embarrassed? What's the matter? You will never get better like this."

After all, Hua Ming took the ointment and carefully wiped it on his back. His eyes were full of scars, his hands were bloody, and his heart was full of pain. "I don't know who is stupid. Do you really think your life is hard?"

"I'm more than dead."

At this moment, Hua Ming was already squatting beside his legs, raising his wet eyes, and the hand holding the ointment began to tremble again...