The strongest Fuka

Chapter 158 The things I want never need pity from others
under the willow tree.

"Senior brother." Shasha's third senior sister, He Qiu, called out to stop the senior brother.

She, Zhao Wu, and Jian Zikai, the three grew up together since childhood. If they had to be clearly distinguished, she and Zhao Wu stayed the longest, until Jian Zikai came after the age of 15, and then there were The legend of Yiziyuan's trident, but because Jian Zikai seldom went out to do errands, so the name of their Shuangsha is more popular.

"What's the matter, Xiao Qiu?" Zhao Wu was going to see Lao He when he returned to the martial arts hall after finishing his work, but he heard He Qiu's call and couldn't help but forget the past.

"I've been confused about one thing. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Brother, you also told me that everything should follow your heart, so I figured it out. I have something I want to tell you—"

"Xiao Qiu!" Zhao Wu's face suddenly tensed, and he interrupted hastily, as if he already knew what He Qiu wanted to say.

He Qiu fell silent suddenly, but raised her head unwillingly, her watery eyes fixed on Zhao Wu. She was a smart person, and she understood Zhao Wu's meaning immediately.

This man... He flinched!

And not far away, Jian Zikai's figure just appeared, and suddenly took another step back, standing under the corner of the wall.

Zhao Wu didn't dare to look at He Qiu's eyes. This kind of eyes made him feel extremely guilty. He wanted to agree, but he couldn't agree. In this way, Master is still waiting for us!"

"Zhao Wu!" He Qiu suddenly interrupted in a cold voice, "Are you still a man?"

"Xiaoqiu?"

"I like you! I've always liked you, not Jian Zikai! Even if you don't want to hear me, you have to say it today!" He Qiu broke out suddenly, and said all the words in one breath. After speaking, his eyes were full of tears He glanced at Zhao Wu in disappointment, turned and left decisively and resolutely.

The wind blows, the willows rustle, and there is some pain like needle pricks.

Zhao Wu stood on the spot with a complicated expression on his face, especially when he saw He Qiu's disappointment when he left, he felt a tugging in his heart.

"Squeak-"

There was a sound behind him.

Zhao Wu suddenly turned his head and saw the man's face change, "Junior Brother."

Jian Zikai's handsome face was pale at the moment, his eyes were dull, and He Qiu's words filled his mind - "I have always liked you, not Jian Zikai"!
He just felt a little pain in his heart...

It turns out that Xiaoqiu has always liked senior brother, not me... Hehe...

He seemed to have heard Zhao Wu's shout, and raised his head, his face was a little numb.

"Junior brother, you—" Zhao Wu felt flustered.

He has always regarded He Qiu and Jian Zikai as his closest people, and he never wants any rupture between the three of them.

So after he knew that Jian Zikai liked Xiao Qiu, he always handled his relationship with He Qiu carefully.

Sometimes, he also wonders whether his feelings for Xiaoqiu...is it an affair between his sons and daughters, or the friendship between brothers and sisters.

But right now, the only thing he wants to do is remedy.

He didn't know how much Jian Zikai had listened to, so even though he didn't do anything, seeing Junior Brother Jian's current expressionless appearance made him feel a little guilty for no reason.

Jian Zikai withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, closed his eyes, and let Zhao Wu come.

"Junior brother, things are not as you imagined." Zhao Wu wanted to remedy.

"What's that like?" Jian Zikai opened his eyes, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Zhao Wu said with a bitter face: "I just hope...you don't think too much, me, you and Xiaoqiu can maintain the same state as before, and can work, live and play together."

Jian Zikai's face suddenly became a little grim, "Enough!"

Zhao Wu paused, then raised his head blankly: "Junior Brother?"

Jian Zikai said coldly: "What do you take me for?"

He suddenly took a step closer, and said in a low voice with some hatred: "For Xiaoqiu, I don't want any credit, I don't want to show anything in front of Master, I give you all the glory, I only want Xiaoqiu, but why do you Not even giving it to me! Why!"

"Junior Brother, you are thinking too much!" Zhao Wu frowned, Jian Zikai seemed to be in a daze and did not listen to the explanation.

"I'm thinking too much? If I didn't show up today, would you still want to keep me in the dark?" Jian Zikai sneered, full of sarcasm.

Zhao Wu only felt very bitter in his heart, "I never wanted to steal anything from you."

"Zhao Wu, listen, Xiaoqiu is mine, if you want to fight with me, then come." Jian Zikai's eyes were very cold, this was the first time in his history that he called Zhao Wu by his first name.

Zhao Wu's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "I won't argue with you."

"Oh!"

Jian Zikai suddenly punched Zhao Wu in anger, and hit Zhao Wu's stomach. He was caught off guard and was thrown back two or three steps. If it wasn't because of his high strength, he would have been blown away by now, but this punch was obviously Jian Zikai punched angrily, but the corner of his mouth still couldn't hold back a trace of blood.

Before Zhao Wu could speak, Jian Zikai looked indifferently, as if he had changed into someone Zhao Wu had never known before, only a cold and heartless voice sounded: "Don't pretend to be a nice person in front of me anymore, I will What Jian Zikai wants, I never need pity from others!"

"Senior brother-"

"Don't force me to do it!"

After speaking, Jian Zikai turned and left.

"Junior brother——" Zhao Wu wanted to chase after him, but suddenly there was a cramping pain in his abdomen. His face was contorted, and he couldn't chase after holding his waist and abdomen. He could only stand where he was, watching Jian Zikai leave angrily.

Zhao Wu stood under the willow tree, staring blankly at the sky.

The willow tree has many branches, and in his eyes, the little bit of sky left unoccupied suddenly becomes appropriate, just like his heart full of holes.

"What did I do wrong?"

……

"Eldest brother!" Shasha saw Zhao Wu and immediately greeted him happily. Behind her were Zhao Ziyu and Tang Bao who came back.

"Shusha—cough cough—" Zhao Wugang suddenly coughed a few times after speaking, and there was a faint smell of blood.

"Brother, are you injured?" Shasha's expression changed, and she hurried over to support Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu waved his hand, and comforted in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's just that I was a little anxious about practicing and suffered some internal injuries. This is a common thing and it will be fine in two days."

Shasha was still worried and said: "Brother, you have to take care of yourself. Your kung fu is so strong, so don't tire yourself too much. It's okay to take a break secretly."

Zhao Wu was amused by Shasha's words, and felt much better. He stroked Shasha's head lovingly, then nodded to Tang Bao and Zhao Ziyu, "Go back first."

"Well, goodbye, big brother."

Among the group, only Tang Bao noticed that Zhao Wu's internal injury was not caused by his own practice, but man-made.

He looked at Zhao Wu's back thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)