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

Liu An almost died when he was ten years old.

In truth, Hua Ming was indeed one of the murderers who killed him, or strictly speaking, it was the original owner who almost killed him.

Liu An only lived in Chaowu Mountain for a few short years, but he was only a little more decent than his previous life as a beggar, and his clothes were cleaner. He deserved a lot of cold eyes and fists.

But he endured it all the time, the wound on his body was bleeding, he didn't cry out for pain, and he didn't bandage it. He always came to Hua Ming with the bloody wound, and with crystal tears in his eyes, he called out in a low voice: "Senior brother, you Can you help me, bandage it..."

Probably out of fear of rejection, he carefully tugged on La Huaming's sleeve again, with panic in his eyes: "I can do it in a while, and I won't delay you for too long. I hurt and my hands have no strength."

Maybe, it's not that he doesn't have the ability to feel pain, it's just that when he sees him, all his patience is broken, and he really can't hold on.

As soon as I saw him, I became very wronged and became a child who wanted candy.

"Brother, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ji Changfeng coming in cheerfully with a long sword in his hand for a contest. He saw the tense-faced senior brother smile, and walked out chatting and laughing with Ji Changfeng. He never looked at himself from the beginning to the end.

Just a glance, such a small extravagant request is not there.

He smiled bitterly, and the coldness in his eyes deepened a bit. He didn't walk out quickly, and he didn't give himself medicine immediately. Caressing carefully, feeling the remaining warmth, he picked up the pen and looked at it for a long, long time.

Not very reconciled...

Really not reconciled.

Why can't I share a little bit for myself?

Just a look, is it so difficult?

At night, he also tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. For him, the pain in his body was not as good as the pain in his heart. The bullying he suffered from others was just a pain and passed away. However, the indifference of the senior brother is really colder than ten thousand years of ice .

When he couldn't fall asleep, he stood by the window and looked at the bright moon hanging high. After watching for a long time, people were fascinated and tears came out. His ten fingers were icy from the cold wind, but he still clasped his hands together, Doing the most pious prayer: "Let my senior brother take a look at me."

What he wants is not much, just the love and affection of his relatives, but not so lonely.

He just wants to look back with a touch of warm care.

A person is too miserable. He has been suffering for ten years. He doesn't want to. He also wants to grab a floating board and go ashore.

Then wait slowly, maybe one day the senior brother will see his existence, he will pull himself, wait and wait, wait until new wounds pile up old wounds, wait until he falls so abruptly in front of senior brother, He heard the sentence: "Liu An, don't die."

But there is another sentence: "You can't die yet."

In the following days, in one sentence, the good ones are like dreaming.

I don't know if the gods in the Moon Palace heard my prayers, but the cold senior brother really seemed to have changed his temper. He took care of him by the bed day and night with soup, and tucked him up from time to time. Under the quilt, he could even feel the warmth of his senior brother's beautiful hands in his palm.

He really didn't dare to open his eyes, afraid that once he opened them, there would be nothing left.

But he still heard that annoying voice, which belonged to Ji Changfeng, and he heard the other party sigh: "Brother, he is actually a child."

How could Ji Changfeng speak for himself?

These remarks are very weird, thinking that he usually treats him coldly, nine out of ten sentences will make him go down the mountain.

In his opinion, there is no one worse than Ji Changfeng.

But the senior brother's hand that was holding him trembled slightly, and his voice was emotionless: "Since I saved him, his life belongs to me."

"Brother, you should know better than anyone else that he values ​​you very much."

"Master is just..."

But he was interrupted by Hua Ming before he finished speaking. Hua Ming's eyes were cold and not as gentle as before: "You are a disciple of Chaowu Mountain, and the overall situation is the most important thing in everything. If one life saves thousands of Fate, how to choose, can't you figure it out?"

"Ji Changfeng, indecision is not your fault."

"Being a human being, whether you do something or not, this life is full of helplessness."

Ji Changfeng closed his eyes slowly, and when he turned around, he stopped again: "I don't understand why you saved him up the mountain back then."

"He's too attached to you. No matter how I humiliate you, he won't leave. He's actually quite pitiful, isn't he?"

Ji Changfeng didn't know what his master and senior brother were plotting, but he observed that their eyes were constantly wandering on Liu An.

Even if he doesn't like this child very much, he always feels that his eyes are gloomy, and his hands are like cold bones, but he is still a child after all.

"Pitiful?"

Hua Ming smiled softly, his slender fingers landed on Liu An's face, moving lazily, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Junior Brother Changfeng, do you also have such a pitiful heart?"

"Didn't you persuade me to throw him down the mountain time and time again, telling me that he is not a good person, and now you feel sympathetic?"

"You and I are both Master's right-hand man. Our duty is to protect Chaowu Mountain, and the other things are not so important."

He is heartless.

Ji Changfeng knew that he really had no heart, but he also knew that everything his senior did was for the overall situation of Chao Wushan.

Even so, he is also the best senior brother in his heart, maybe he is too selfish, the master's decision is all for Chao Wushan, but he, the second disciple, is too caring.

"I saved him for no reason. Sometimes I can't help being pitiful when I see a bird with broken wings."

"But it doesn't mean that I must have the duty to protect the bird until it dies, and I don't owe him anything."

"Others don't understand me. Changfeng, you understand. The burden on you and me is heavy. Our time is to carry forward Chaowushan."

Ji Changfeng didn't say anything more, and he gently closed the door when he went out, the emotion in his eyes was a bit uncomplicated.

But one thing is still certain, everything the senior brother does is for the sake of Zhao Wushan, it is really not easy for the senior brother.

It seems that I have to work harder in the future to share some of the burden for my senior brother. As for that Liu An, it depends on his luck. Anyway, my senior brother will not harm him, after all, my senior brother is a good person.

The candlelight in the room flickered slightly, Hua Ming sat by his bed with a cold expression: "I know you're awake."

"Liu An, are you willing to listen to senior brother and help senior brother?"

When he was ten years old, he finally gained the attention of his senior brother. Even his senior brother wanted to ask him, a poor child, for help. He slowly opened his wet eyes: "Then will senior brother treat me well?"