Qingshu Wuji

Zhang Wuji sat down on the chair in the cabin anxiously, Song Qingshu opposite him had a calm expression, he couldn't see any joy or anger at all.But based on his understanding of senior brother for many years, I am afraid that senior brother is very angry now.

The two faced each other in silence for a long time, and Song Qingshu finally said calmly: "Wuji, do you know what you are doing?"

Zhang Wuji nodded seriously and said: "I know, I like senior brother, so I can't help it, senior brother, don't think I'm teasing you."

Song Qingshu was taken aback by the seriousness in his eyes, he really thought that Zhang Wuji was just teasing him, so he planned to explain it to him thoroughly.But he never expected that he would hear this answer.Song Qingshu shouted in embarrassment: "Nonsense, do you know what liking is? This kind of thing... only men do to women, do you regard me as a woman?"

"No, brother is in my heart, he is brother." Zhang Wuji licked his lips, and said with a chuckle: "If brother does this to Wuji, it's too late for Wuji to be happy!"

"You!" Song Qingshu was so shocked by his nasty words that he couldn't speak.He could not utter a single word of the long lecture he had prepared.

Zhang Wuji stood up from the chair, went to Song Qingshu and knelt down on one knee, raised his head and stared seriously into his eyes, and said slowly word by word: "Senior brother, I like you very long ago. I hate it when you smile at other people, I hate them approaching you, whether it is Wang Baobao, Zhou Zhiruo, or the woman in the yellow shirt, I don’t want to give you up to them. I don’t want to do to others what I did to you people do."

Song Qingshu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, it was the first time, the first time someone confessed to him so solemnly, the first time he was so cherished by others, but this person was his junior brother.Song Qingshu turned his head to avoid Zhang Wuji's gaze, coughed dryly and said, "Wuji, this is all your illusion. That night in Dadu, we were intoxicated..."

"No, it's senior brother, you got the incense." Zhang Wuji interrupted Song Qingshu, "I noticed something wrong with the incense when I entered the room, so I snuffed it out."

Song Qingshu was startled, and looked back at him in disbelief.What did he say?

A smile appeared on Zhang Wuji's face, "Yes, senior brother, I don't have any Chinese aphrodisiac, and you are my aphrodisiac."

Song Qingshu stared at him blankly, although Zhang Wuji didn't touch him with a finger at this time, his face turned red for some reason.He remembered that absurd night, it turned out that his embarrassment was all in his eyes... He... He...

Zhang Wuji hastily pressed Song Qingshu's legs to prevent him from getting up and leaving, "Brother, what Wuji said is the truth, I don't want anyone else in my life, I only want my brother."

Song Qingshu's mind was muddled, and he said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's impossible between the two of us! How is it possible between two men? What would others think? You..."

"Senior brother, I don't care what other people think, I just want to know what you think, senior brother." Zhang Wuji interrupted him simply.

"I never thought about it..." Song Qingshu turned his head, listening to the sound of the waves on the sea in the night, and couldn't figure out why this happened between him and Zhang Wuji.

"Then senior brother, think about it now." Zhang Wuji did not allow Song Qingshu to escape, he knew his senior brother's personality well, once he encountered something he couldn't understand, or something he didn't want to face, he would rather forget it than think about it again.Zhang Wuji watched his senior brother wrinkle his beautiful long eyebrows, and his heart wrinkled accordingly.

"Wuji, both of us calm down first, you let me...you let me think about it alone." Song Qingshu finally sighed, he couldn't speak, because Zhang Wuji was by his side, which had already interfered with his normal thinking ability.

Zhang Wuji was both disappointed and full of hope. The one who was disappointed was that his senior didn't answer him directly, and the one who was full of hope was that his senior didn't directly reject him.

That is to say, isn't there no brother in his heart?

Although Zhang Wuji was not reconciled, he also knew that he should not push his brother too hard, so he could only stand up, and before going out, he did not forget to tell him: "Senior brother, remember to think carefully!"

"En." It was Song Qing Shuhun's answering voice that answered him.

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Since the two of them talked deeply in the cabin that night, Zhang Wuji hadn't seen Song Qingshu a few times.One is to promise to give the two of them space, and the other is to reunite with foster father Xie Xun after a long absence and have a lot to talk about, so the time on the boat flies by.After arriving at the port, Song Qingshu proposed that Zhang Wuji send Xie Xun back to the Mingjiao General Altar by himself, while he himself went back to Wudang Mountain to meet the Grand Master.

Although Zhang Wuji was reluctant to give up, he also knew that it would be dangerous for his senior brother to follow him all the way.His adoptive father, Xie Xun, had forged many enemies many years ago, and with the sword and dragon slaying, the supreme weapon of martial arts, he did not know how many disturbances would be caused along the way.Thinking about it this way, I wish my senior brother would not get involved.At the time of parting, Zhang Wuji could only seriously promise that he would go to Wudang to find him after Mingjiao's affairs were over due to the fact that there were so many people around.

Song Qingshu vaguely agreed, and rode alone to Wudang, unaware that Zhang Wuji stood there watching him for a long time, until he couldn't even see his back, and stood there watching him.

"Wuji, when do you want to see it? It's not your wife." Xie Xun teased with a smile.

Zhang Wuji's eyelids twitched, he just felt that when he broke up with his senior brother this time, something was wrong with his senior brother.In the past when the two were separated, no matter how far away they were, the senior brother would always look back at him for an excuse.But this time, he didn't even see his back until he looked at his senior brother, and he didn't look back.

"Hehe, I just got absorbed in thinking about something. Foster father, let's go." Zhang Wuji thought in his heart, maybe he was overthinking.

It took half a year for him and Song Qingshu to separate.Mingjiao grew stronger day by day, Han Shantong on the east road was in the Huaisi area to conquer the big city, and Xu Shouhui on the west road was also losing consecutive Yuan soldiers in northern Hubei and southern Henan.Zhang Wuji's affairs became more and more busy, and when it was almost before Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, he found time to entrust the matter to Yang Xiao and others, and went to Wudang Mountain by himself.

On the mountainside, he saw the Wudang pavilions among the shadows of the mountains. When he thought that he was about to see his senior brother, Zhang Wuji couldn't control the joy in his heart. The blue shadow drifted past, almost suspecting that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

When Zhang Wuji was about to rush into Zixiao Palace, he stopped in a daze, staring blankly at Zixiao Palace covered with red festive lantern banners, feeling ominous in his heart.

It happened that Qingfeng passed by, saw Zhang Wuji, walked over with joy and said with a smile: "Little Martial Uncle, it's just in time for you to come back, Qingshu Martial Uncle is getting married tomorrow, and he said that he won't inform you because he is afraid of affecting your teaching affairs. You. Hee, in fact, you still know that he is going to get married tomorrow, right? Give him a surprise."

Zhang Wuji's face was terribly gloomy, he held Qingfeng's wrist tightly, and suddenly changed color: "He's going to get married? With whom?"

Qingfeng was pinched so hard that his wrist bones were almost broken, he grinned his teeth in pain and said, "Yes...it's from the Emei sect... Miss Zhou... Oops! Little uncle, let go!"

"Wuji, let go quickly." Song Qingshu walked out of Zixiao Palace and said flatly.

Zhang Wuji reflexively let go of Qingfeng, and he raised his head to look at Song Qingshu who was standing on the high steps.

His senior brother was still so clear and handsome, but when he saw the calm expression on his face, Zhang Wuji's chest suddenly surged with overwhelming anger.