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

Showa just tilted his head like that, curling his lips lazily, waiting for what choice he would make.

After all, is life or feelings more important, or if he doesn't like it, it's just a joke.

"Changxiu, if you continue to hesitate, the long sword in my hand doesn't have eyes."

The long sword in Zhaohe's hand was still dripping bright red blood on the ground, and now it was falling on his bloody back, and he stabbed fiercely, peeling off a piece of flesh that could not fall off: "Bones are so hard! Well, Chang Xiu, that's not the position you knelt at the feet of Master Liu back then."

"Could it be that you still have to pretend to be in front of this monster?"

"Unfortunately, I just won't give you this chance!"

I just want to shatter your self-esteem in front of my sweetheart, just to let him watch you beg for mercy like a dog.

Let him know how sad and ridiculous his liking is, so that you can't look directly at each other.

Zhaohe hated the tightly intertwined hands of these two people so much that he wished he could cut them off with his long sword, so that their clothes would be splashed with blood, and their bones and tendons would be broken.

But he just smiled abnormally, but Hua Ming's innocent eyes involuntarily appeared in his mind.

But I just want to see you kill each other, just want to see you die at each other's hands.

Seeing that Changxiu refused to make a move for so long, he was a little annoyed, and his expression was a little impatient. He swung the long sword at his back indiscriminately, blood spattered everywhere, and the cold blade slammed Pierced into his flesh and blood, stirring vigorously.

The flesh and blood rolled, the blood stained the clothes on the back, Chang Xiu clenched his hands tightly, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat: "Who the hell are you?"

Thinking about it, there is no grievance or enmity with this person, why...

Why should you lay such a heavy hand on yourself?

Let him be cruel to Xiaoxuan, he can't, he can't, he is already sorry for Xiaoxuan.

Showa raised his neck, sneered a few times, and then rolled his eyes: "People who hate you."

"How much do you love this man?"

"Let me see how touching the love between you is. I want to see whether I tortured you to death first, or you killed that monster first."

Xiaoxuan held his hand tightly, his face was pale, and his body was still trembling: "Brother Xiu, instead of letting me live like a ghost, why don't you kill me, you know, I am willing to die In your hands."

"You know, it's very painful for me to live like this, please give me a good time."

"Brother Xiu, just take pity on me and help me."

He is a monster, nearly a hundred years old, but looks like a child, but his body organs are already aging, and every time he gets sick, he will die of pain, and several times he just rolled over from the bed and fell to the cold ground. They all stared to burst.

It is better to die than to live like this.

Exchange his life for brother Xiu's.

"Every day I live, I worry and wonder if you are tired of me, so tired."

"Brother Xiu, why don't you kill me, okay?"

I'm really tired... I'm really tired after such a day...

Chang Xiu kept shaking his head, he hugged Xiao Xuan tightly in his arms, and covered his eyes with his fingers: "Xiao Xuan, you're alive, I think you're alive."

He couldn't lift his other hand no matter what, and couldn't let go of his hand no matter what. The hand that stopped in mid-air was trembling slightly, and his mind was rapidly changing the first meeting with Xiaoxuan. Rescuing himself from falling to the ground, the memories of scenes made his heart burn.

Every scene is slapping his face at the moment.

Ruthless, selfish and hypocritical, cold-blooded and ruthless, it's all him.

If he kills again, he will really be inhuman, Chang Xiu's raised hand clenched tightly into a fist, and finally hangs helplessly on the side of his leg.

"Can't you do it?"

"Changxiu, can you still make a move? Don't you wish for him to die?"

Showa likes to watch the fish bouncing feebly on the hot ground, and when he gets tired from bouncing, he becomes a grilled fish.

The complete mirror shattered heavily on the ground, pushing him barefoot on it. Even though the glass pierced into the flesh and oozes blood to stain the mirror surface, it is still a kind of beauty.

"If people in the world know that the genius doctor in Nanyuan Villa is a broken sleeve, what should you do?"

"If you dare to do it, you must dare to be it, Changxiu, don't you think so?"

Chang Xiu immediately raised his head, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "You misunderstood, you really misunderstood, he and I are just brothers for many years."

Zhaohe smiled slightly: "Why are you in such a panic?"

"Xuanbai, what do you think, don't you?"

"Poor thing, that's the end of the broken relationship. Is it worth it?"

"Do you want me to kill him for you?"

Tears welled up in Xiaoxuan's eyes, and he smiled bitterly, staring blankly at Changxiu, not saying a word, but it was worth a thousand words.

The boy I met in my teens never looked back for him because he had nothing. After decades of companionship and acquaintance, he was no match for the eyes of the world. In the end, he was just a brother with a better relationship. How ironic.

Brother Xiu, it turns out that I am nothing.

I almost thought that I was the happiest person in the world, and I was always missed when I stretched out my hands and opened my mouth. I was addicted to these small details, but I was really drowning in these small details.

After all, I'm just a brother who is easy to dismiss.

What kind of brother is it that made me abandon my family blood and make me take my own life seriously?

Xiaoxuan couldn't say anything, his eyes were full of tears, which flowed helplessly from the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly: "Brother Xiu, did I embarrass you?"

"Xiaoxuan, listen to my explanation, there are some things that really need to be calm."

"You also said that life is too short to be happy, so let's not be happy. Why do we have to pay attention to unnecessary things?"

Xiaoxuan held his face in both hands, and sniffed again: "Then tell him about our relationship."

"Xiaoxuan, don't make trouble."

"I didn't make a fuss."

Chang Xiu frowned: "You didn't make trouble like this before, what happened to you?"

It's just that I want you to personally admit the relationship, but it's unreasonable to make trouble.

What a vexatious one.

"I like Brother Xiu."

"Brother Xiu likes me too."

"We are very good, we live and die together, do you understand?"

Xiaoxuan grinned, but his eyes were infinitely sad. He said such words to Zhaohe and Changxiu, but he was the only one who didn't believe it.

You can't even lie to yourself.

Chang Xiu pushed him away heavily, a little angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, are you sick and confused?"

"He's sick, don't worry about what he says."

Even if I die, I don't want to discredit myself.In Chang Xiu's view, face is too precious.

"He and I are just casual acquaintances."

"A casual acquaintance?"

Xiaoxuan's fingers were trembling, and his fingernails were covered with warm blood, which was still a little sticky, staining his nails red.

He stabbed Changxiu, as he had said many years ago.

"I have nothing left. If you betray me, I will lose you too."

"If I'm sorry, I don't want to live anymore, just treat my life as futile."