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

In the past, you couldn't bear to say a harsh word, you would just hug me tightly, pat my back gently, and say those comforting words.

My Liu An will take good care of me.

My Liu An is the best and best person in the world.

My Liu An, he obviously couldn't bear to say a single cruel word.

"Hua Ming, please respect yourself and stop pestering me."

Hua Ming kept shaking his head, choked up sobbing that he almost fainted on the ground: "No...it's not..."

"You stayed for so many days, did nothing really happen?"

Liu An resisted the pain in his heart, took a deep breath, and showed a disdainful smile: "He made it clear that he wants to hate me, will he let you go?"

"Brother, why are you crying?"

"Under him, is that the same crying?"

Liu An stretched out two fingers, pinched his chin vigorously, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you comfortable enough to forget about me these days?"

"You know, when I see you leaning against his arms softly and bonelessly, I can't wait to..."

no...

not like this……

Hua Ming's eyes were blurred from crying, so he untied his belt, tremblingly took off his outer shirt, then grabbed his hand and stretched it to his collar, babbling: "I'm not dirty, I'm not dirty." ..."

"I really didn't have anything to do with him."

"Liu An, I'm innocent, I really am."

"You come to check me, can you come and see me?"

His cold fingertips landed on his fair skin, but they stayed for a moment before pushing him away mercilessly.

"Liu An..."

Hua Ming's clothes were left open, his fair skin was faintly visible, and his eyes were red from crying: "What on earth...how on earth do you believe me?"

He took another two steps forward, but before that hand touched Liu An's arm, he quickly avoided it: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, it's disgusting."

"Why should I trust you?"

"What kind of thing are you? Let me call you senior brother. Why, I really have to rely on you?"

Hua Ming looked at him in disbelief, feeling that everything in front of him was so strange, overlapping, like a phantom, like a dream.

But Liu An in the dream would not be so heartless.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he called out his name cautiously: "Liu An..."

"It's really cheap!"

Liu An took two steps forward, pushing him to the corner of the wall, pinching his shoulder with one hand, and wandering lazily on his chest with the other hand, his cold fingertips wantonly moved his body. Yichang: "Do you know the bitter trick?"

"Hua Ming, I thought you knew, you got stuck?"

"I just want to pull you into this dust and mud, are you desperate? Ah, let me ask you if you are desperate!"

Liu An's rough fingertips rubbed his trembling lips, and then exhaled mischievously into his ear, with success in his eyes: "You were so cruel and heartless to me back then, you really thought I could forget?"

"What about the past and the present, will I believe it?"

"I am interested in you out of the blue, just for fun."

Hua Ming stared at him blankly, only felt a dry pain in his throat, unable to utter a word, just grabbed his sleeve vigorously.

Even the sleeves are so cold.

He doesn't like himself, he doesn't like it.

Everything is use, deception, and harm.

how can that be possible?

His eyes can't be fake, his eyes are obviously full of himself, and he can die for himself...

Hua Ming kept shaking his head, he still couldn't believe it, he lowered his head and muttered to himself: "You are lying to me..."

"is not it?"

"Liu An, are you afraid that something will happen to me if I follow you?"

"I didn't pay attention, I don't care, I really..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu An grabbed his neck, his eyes were cold: "I'm lying to you."

"My original intention was to dirty you and ruin you."

"What's the matter, senior senior brother, why don't you cry to death under my body?"

Liu An let out a disdainful chuckle: "Tell me, how will the disciples of Xianmen laugh at you if they find out?"

"Hua Ming, to be honest, I'm sick of seeing your face right now."

Brother... let's go...

Hate me, you hate me quickly, please...

I really have no choice...

This world doesn't allow you and me, and this day's law is pressing me every step of the way. I have no choice, there is nothing I can do...

Hua Ming was almost out of breath from being pinched by him, and his face was flushed, but he still raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek: "You don't have the heart to kill me, you just want to drive me away."

His vision gradually blurred, Hua Ming gasped for breath with difficulty, and tried his best to pull out a smile: "You won't kill me..."

It must be the old way, it must be...

His Liu An must be thinking of forcing himself to leave!

But he didn't expect that Liu An really let go, but he held a dagger and stabbed him in the chest, lazily looking at the overflowing blood: "Why am I not willing?"

"Hua Ming, you really overestimate yourself."

This knife was real, blood stained his white underclothes red, he raised his trembling hand and placed it on his chest, with tears in his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his trembling mouth.

"Yeah, what am I?"

"I thought……"

Liu An ruthlessly pulled out the dagger, warm blood splashed on his face, he gracefully played with the dagger in his hand, and touched the drop of blood at the corner of his mouth: "You are such a waste, you can't kill anyone!" Dare, why should I keep you?"

"If you want to stay by my side and carry my shoes, then you will kill those decent people for me, maybe I would like to take a second look at you."

After Liu An said such a sentence, he walked out in big strides, the fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling constantly, and his eyes were blushing.

He didn't dare to stay for a quarter of an hour, he didn't know how long he could last, his legs were weakening, and he stumbled when he walked out the door.

He fell into the fallen leaves, showing a pale and feeble smile, then picked up the jug and poured it on his face fiercely, coughing continuously while laughing: "Senior brother..."

"Brother..."

But what can I do?

He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on his head, covering his mouth in collapse and crying, he only hated...

He only regretted that the dagger was not pierced in his heart, and wished that he could not bear this for him.But... that's all...

Only in this way can he bring back a chance for his senior brother.

He had a hunch that the eternal lamp was nearby, and there was also a powerful force guiding him invisible.

perhaps……

right behind him.

"Liu An, help me, this world is yours and mine."

"If you have had enough of the hypocrisy and warmth in the world, why not destroy them together?"

He wanted to say no.

But the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and the other party laughed wantonly: "They are pressing you every step of the way, never asking right or wrong, just saying exorcising demons and defending the way to uphold justice will kill you."

"Is it fair?"

"All you want is your senior brother, but they just won't let you go."

"Why don't you just follow me."