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

Hua Ming has a slow temperament, and he is always belatedly aware of his emotions.At this moment, he only knows that he regards Liu An as precious, but he can't tell what kind of precious emotion it is.

In short, it's because I want to do my best to treat him well, it's because I'm worried about not being able to see him, it's because he's willing enough to get out.

It is the bottom line and an exception.

Holding the cabbage in his hand, Hua Ming suddenly smiled, showing his neat white teeth.

"No one has ever treated me better than him."

In fact, Hua Ming's heart is not barren, but he is better at deceiving himself and others.

"After I met him, I felt that the blood in my body was really flowing, and the eyeballs would slowly turn.

"If someone cares, you are truly alive."

Previously, Hua Ming seemed to be both alive and dead. He always wore a headset and walked through the crowd, sitting quietly under the willow tree, watching the lively crowd, and playing with the stones in his hand.

He struggled to survive in a world without warmth, and sometimes questioned God why it was so difficult to live, but looking at the bottomless cold pool, he didn't have the confidence to die at all.

People, want to live but are very tired, want to die but dare not, and tears flow down the face as they struggle.

Chang Xiu glanced at Hua Ming who was squatting on the ground, and kindly reminded, "Your eyes are red."

Hua Ming nodded, choked with sobs: "Can't you see that I want to cry?"

Chang Xiu: I didn't bully you, so why cry?

"When I am wronged, I can only cry. Do you feel cowardly?"

Chang Xiu didn't answer, like a tacit consent.

A normal man has gold under his knees, and he bleeds but does not shed tears. The big deal is to fight with his fists instead of sitting on the ground and wiping tears.

"Actually, I was beaten to the ground before, my face was swollen, my mouth was bleeding, and my internal organs seemed to have shifted."

"I dare not resist anymore."

When he was still young, his drunken father pushed his mother to the ground and smashed his fist down heavily. He cried and begged for mercy, but only waited for his father to smash the wine bottle in his hand.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

The wine bottle flew over his head and shattered behind him. He shuddered, but still clenched his fists and rushed over.

He was too thin and weak, he would fall down when pushed, and finally threw himself on his mother, desperately protecting the person who loved him the most in the world: "Mom, don't worry about it, otherwise no one will love me."

He always remembered that night, when his mother kissed his forehead, the corners of her mouth were bruised, but she still smiled: "Mom loved the wrong person, he lied to mom."

after that……

My mother jumped into the river, and that lunatic kept hitting him with a wine bottle, and almost died several times. Even in the hospital, he was still pulling his hair tightly...

The world is so bleak, he walked to the rooftop expressionlessly, opened his arms, and pulled the corners of his mouth hard: "I want to live."

He escaped, and since then sat alone in front of the computer, immersed in those virtual worlds, seeming to be laughing and crying, but definitely not alive.

The past was like a red-hot knife, without any hesitation, it stabbed into his heart with the most ruthless force, and without giving a chance to breathe, it vigorously stirred up the flesh and blood.

"Chang Xiu, do you think I look stupid and easy to deceive?"

Hua Ming didn't wait for his answer, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Actually, I know everything. My heart can't be more transparent."

In the world full of thorns, he fell to the ground with bruises all over his body, and his bones were cold, but he still tried his best to smile, telling himself to love the vegetation in this world, and to live is hope.

As long as you are alive, you still have a chance.

Hua Ming hugged the cabbage and got up slowly, his legs were numb from squatting, and tears flashed in his eyes: "I lost my composure..."

"I just couldn't help it, I was sick."

"Everyone said he was bad at this and that, but it was he who strengthened my belief in living and kept me alive."

Hua Ming raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, choked up and said, "When he comes back, eat the dishes I made myself."

"As long as I practice hard every day, I will do well."

Chang Xiu frowned, wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally said slowly, "What if you don't come back?"

"How do you know that he will definitely come back... Will come to pick you up?"

The cabbage in Hua Ming's hand rolled to the ground, he raised his head in a daze, stared at Chang Xiu blankly, his eyes were innocent but flushed, and his lips trembled: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"He will! He will!"

"I dreamed about him last night, which means...it means that he is also thinking of me! If that's the case, why don't you see me!"

Hua Ming flicked his sleeves angrily, curled his lips: "Stop saying such things, or you will be finished when Liu An comes back!"

"Liu An is not as good-tempered as I am. Don't think about it if you offend him. Don't think about it for the whole Nanyuan Villa."

But when he knelt down to pick up the Chinese cabbage, tears fell from his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Liu An, come back quickly, come back quickly, they are bullying me."

"I was alone and scared."

Chang Xiu: "..."

Forget it, Chang Xiu shook his head, then stepped aside, why did he become a bully?

If he didn't come and watch, this Huaming might set the kitchen on fire, such a stupid person, what is Liu Antu doing?

Hua Ming quietly wiped away his tears, and with an open-minded look again, he immediately added water and oil to the pot, put all the Chinese cabbage in, and patted his heart in satisfaction: "Isn't it done?"

"Boiled cabbage will always be a god."

When he added the seasoning, he didn't care how heavy it was. He shook everything in, and when he looked up, he saw Chang Xiu's confused eyes, and he couldn't help but get angry: "Why are you standing here?"

"Why, do you want to eat my cooking?"

"Think about it, it's for my good junior."

Chang Xiu smiled awkwardly, and took half a step back: "I really don't know, what is the grudge between you?"

Hua Ming ignored him, and tasted the soup with a spoon again. His face changed drastically, but he still tried to swallow it hard, and said through gritted teeth, "The taste...it's not bad."

"Since this is the case, eat slowly."

Waiting for Chang Xiu's figure to go away, Hua Ming scooped several ladles of cold water to rinse his mouth, and kept shaking his head: "Why is it so unpalatable?"

"Could it be that the way I opened it is simpler?"

"Perhaps that Chang Xiu was turning off his appetite."

Hua Ming blew on the spoonful of soup again, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, tasted it slowly, and then...

He spit it out in one gulp!

Wife is unpalatable!

But it can't be wasted, so he simply took the soup to the backyard. He remembered that there was a stray dog ​​here, so make the best use of it.

"Come on, Gouzi, don't be shy, try what I made."

The dog seemed reluctant, but he took it into his arms and forced the dog to taste it. As a result, the dog kept kicking its feet and barking...