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

Xiaoxuan raised his hand and gently stroked his eyes, pulled out the dagger vigorously, threw it aside, and covered his bleeding wound with the other hand: "Brother Xiu, does it hurt? "

"It must be very painful, but Brother Xiu can bear it. Look at how rotten your back is."

Chang Xiu stared at him blankly, unbelievable, he was still hesitating whether to make a move, but Xiao Xuan directly gave him a knife, and he was still so ruthless.

"Actually, what I should have known earlier is that I am deceiving myself and others, and I am content to be in your sweetness."

"What did you give me, but love in a few words, and I gave up everything, and half my life was gone."

"Speaking of which, you owe me."

I should have understood a long time ago, how can a person who truly loves you have the heart to watch you break up with your relatives?

This kind of love is cheap and heavy, and I can't afford it.

The love that is riddled with holes, covered in blood, and covered in thorns can only make people suffocate.

Back then he knelt alone in the cold rain and begged his parents for forgiveness, but what he got was only the result of his parents falling ill, and he walked out of the Xuan Mansion with his weak body, only to see the blue umbrella, And his warm eyebrows.

At that time, he should understand that he came rushing from the beginning, and came rushing in one direction.

I moved myself unilaterally, to the point where the graves of my parents were three feet high.

Chang Xiu has rarely seen Xiao Xuan's eyes like this. He was cold, calm and distant with a bit of sarcasm. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xiao Xuan's indifferent face. me."

"I never thought it was you..."

Zhaohe stared at the two of them with great interest, squatted beside them, picked up the blood-stained dagger on the ground, and patted Chang Xiu's face lightly: "Didn't you want him a long time ago?" life?"

"Why do you kill people and make medicine so wholeheartedly for him, what a lie!"

"It's just that you are still poisoned, you are for yourself!"

When the truth was exposed, Changxiu covered the bleeding wound, his pale lips were still making the final rebuttal: "It's not like this, it's not like this..."

"The elixir you made with Master Liu is pretty good, isn't it?"

Chang Xiu's eyes dodged, as if he was afraid of what he said next, so he looked at him emotionally: "Who the hell are you! Why are you here to sow discord! What's your purpose!"

Zhaohe yawned, slid the cold dagger down his face, and finally landed on his neck: "My purpose is to expose your true face, are you in a hurry, but what can you do? ?”

"It's so fun, I like to play like this."

"You will be able to heal him. Swallow it yourself. The medicine you gave him is fake."

Xiaoxuan's eyes became even more mocking, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while, he just kept laughing and laughing, with tears all over his face.

He lived with difficulty these years, living with guilt, guilt for the dead and guilt for Chang Xiu, but in the end, the joke was actually him.

It turned out that he was all lied to...

It turned out that it was all my own wishful thinking, it turned out that others didn't take me seriously at all, or...

It's because I love too deeply, I'm stuck too deep, it's nothing at all...

Chang Xiu was very annoyed, but he couldn't do anything except stare at his eyes, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. When he was about to die, he didn't want to say nice words: "Xiao Xuan, you can't be so selfish."

"After decades, you will be tired, and you know it."

"It's more like a family relationship between us, isn't it?"

Chang Xiu reached out and grabbed his shoulder tightly, trying to make him feel his own strength, hear what he said clearly and understand himself better.

"Your body has collapsed a long time ago, even taking pills is useless, it's better to let me live."

"You must also want me to live, right?"

Xiaoxuan brushed his hand away, stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, his face watery: "I don't hate you, but I hate you."

It's just that in the past few decades, the people who share the same bed are all maggots. This sweetness is actually an illusion, and it's all bloody and festering.

It's just that what shocked him the most was at the back...

Xiaoxuan never thought of it, he thought about how he died many times, maybe he was poisoned by Changxiu or he died of illness or...

But I never thought that he would be stabbed by a five-year-old child. The child said with anger, "You are not allowed to hurt my father!"

Daddy?

Who is he calling dad?

"Nianbai, why are you here?"

Chang Xiu forced a smile, then sneaked a glance at the wound on his abdomen, pulled his clothes to cover his bloody hands: "Nian Bai, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Daddy, I don't want to leave Daddy!"

Nian Bai threw himself into his arms, hugged his neck tightly with two chubby little hands, and called Daddy in a childish voice, his eyes full of anger.

And this pounce completely shattered Xiaoxuan's heart.

He took a closer look and found that this child was indeed more or less similar to Chang Xiusheng's, what else could it be if it wasn't his own?

What was Changxiu doing those few years ago? At that time, Changxiu seemed to be very busy, often retreating to read medical books, but he would be eager to see him.

Sure enough, a man will not be nice for no reason, there is a reason for being nice all of a sudden.

It's just that he never expected that this reason was really not an ordinary reason, it was another slash in his crippled life.

Xiaoxuan looked at the picture of the deep love between father and son, gritted his teeth hard, and held his head up hard, so as not to let the tears roll down in his eyes.

Can't cry, can't cry, he doesn't deserve to let himself cry!

"I stabbed you once, and your son stabbed me once. This world is really unforgiving."

Chang Xiu hugged Nian Bai tightly in his arms, with a stern look in his eyes, as if he regarded him as a mortal enemy: "The grievances between you and me should not involve the child."

"But your child hurt me, how can he live?"

Xiaoxuan didn't really want to hurt Nianbai, he wasn't so mad, of course he still had a dagger stuck in his back, how could he have any strength?

He just wanted to see how much Chang Xiu really cared, wanted to see whether the child was more important than himself... Even if it was a joke, he didn't admit it.

There was a coldness in Changxiu's eyes, and he hugged Nianbai tightly in his arms: "This is my only flesh and blood, if you dare to hurt him, I will kill you without a whole body."

"Xiao Xuan, don't force me."

Showa at the side couldn't help yawning, and handed another clean dagger to his palm, which was still emitting a cold light: "Think about who turned you into this monster, Are you willing?"

"Kill them all!"

Xiao Xuan tightly held the dagger in his hand and walked slowly forward, but he was already ready to be killed by Chang Xiu's palm.

"Nianbai, husband, don't hurt them!"

It was a woman's voice, I hadn't heard it before, but the face was so startled that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound...