blood pot

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The warm sunshine in the afternoon sprinkled comfortably on my body, as warm as a comfortable hot spring bath in winter.on the big balcony

There are rattan chairs and exquisite bone china tea sets.Yan Shu gently poured a cup of milk tea, and handed over the delicate snow-white cup.Zhang Xiao

Yu thanked him, but didn't pay attention to the milk tea.

Yan Shu looks like an underage high school student. The Yan family's superior genes endowed her with a beautiful appearance, and she has been pampered for a long time.

Let her look like a princess living in a fairy tale from the inside out.No, it should be said that she is a princess in reality.Yan Shu's eyebrows and Yan Xu have three points

Imagination, especially when staring at others carefully, is [-]% similar.So when Yan Shu stared at herself seriously

Suddenly, Yan Xu's face flashed before Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes.

"You know? I've always envied you." Yan Shu took a sip of milk tea, "Ever since I can remember, my brother has been my

sky.I know that my existence has brought a lot of trouble to my brother and the Yan family, but my brother never told me these things,

He just wanted to carry it himself so I could live like a carefree princess.However, after my brother returned to Yan's house seven years ago, I

I felt something was wrong with my brother. "

A bit of distress flashed across Yan Shu's beautiful eyes, "Brother secretly prepared a lot of records, movies, posters,

program silhouettes, and stash them in the darkroom of the study.I inadvertently broke in, only to see the densely packed room on the wall.

You, that's when I knew what was wrong with my brother.Once when my brother was drunk, he choked up silently and hugged me tightly,

Say... 'Hana, I'm sorry'.Later, under my brother's drunkenness, I realized that my brother deliberately approached me because of me.

your truth.My life is meant to last until the end of my life. If I hadn't been born in Yan's family, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived to be five years old.I have already seen it

Yes, but my brother doesn't want to..."

"The Yan family has a big business, and countless relatives and other outsiders are coveting and coveting. My brother and I have been dependent on each other since we were young.

When I was young, I learned how to use means to subdue my classmates who were stronger than myself. My brother's life is like a movie. According to

The progress of the script was executed without error.My physical problems have dragged my brother down many times, but he didn't get tired of me, but still

The old man took good care of me.He said, we are two birds living in the same cage, if you don't even love me, who else will you have? "

"Before he left, my brother told me that he would do anything to make me better. But when he came back, he seemed to have lost his soul.

He seemed to be several years old, and the surviving father didn't say anything, he just threw his brother to the bottom of the Yan family's family business, so that he had no

The identity background climbed up bit by bit.I know that my brother at that time would lock himself in the study whenever he felt uncomfortable.

Just sit for a day.I once secretly saw that my brother was crying silently in front of your poster... I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never

I have never seen my brother cry..."

"I know why my brother has different emotions towards you alone. I also know that you have always hated my brother, hated me, and hated me.

I hate Yan's family.So far, if my life wasn't in danger, you would never have stepped into Yan's house, right? "

The milk tea in front of Zhang Xiaoyu was already completely cold, so he took a sip of the ice-cold milk tea and took a sip after the coolness on the tip of his tongue dissipated.

Said loudly: "Yes."

For some reason, Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't want my brother to live in the gap between you and me all my life, I think, please

you one thing. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at those clear eyes and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?" "

Yan Shu laughed slowly: "...don't save me."

Three days later, Yan Shu passed away with a smile on his face.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart when she saw that small photo.That day Yan Shu finished begging herself

After that, he left without waiting for his own answer.He looked at her back, but didn't say anything.She has made up her mind.by

After experiencing the splendor of short-lived love, I finally see clearly that this world needs more than just love.Maybe, if it were me, I'm afraid

Let's go on the same path as Yan Shu.

However, the living person who was sitting in front of him chatting and drinking tea a few days ago, instantly lay down in a small box and slept forever on the ground.only one dies

The photos before the trip and a few lines of words prove her existence.Zhang Xiaoyu slowly closed his eyes, death is like a lamp going out, hoping to grow again.

In just a few days, Yan Xu became a vicissitudes old man with a scruffy beard. He stood blankly in front of the tomb, as if he still couldn't believe himself.

My sister has left me for a long time.Zhang Xiaoyu walked up to him, hugged him slowly but firmly, Yan Xu's body trembled

After a few shakes, she finally hugged him tightly with her backhand.Zhang Xiaoyu sighed a little. In the previous life, this man harmed him, but in this life he is still with him.

I am entangled with myself, not knowing whether this is an arrangement of God or a trick of fate.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu's neck became a little wet, and when Zhang Xiaoyu was about to raise her head, Yan Xu grabbed the back of her head with one hand, "Don't look...

You..." The voice was filled with indescribable sadness and trembling, which made Zhang Xiaoyu feel anxious. He stretched out his hand

Yan Xu, who was a head taller than himself, stroked lightly on his head and said, "It's okay...everything will be fine..."

Yan Xu buried his head on Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he slammed it down drop by drop.

Jin Qian stood in front of the tombstone, gently stroking the happy smiling girl in the photo, no, it should be said to be a woman.The breeze blows by

, took away the man's whispers: "Thank you...Thank you..."

"Thank you...drawing blood to save Xiao Yu's life..."

"thanks......"

Jin Qian's voice dissipated in the wind. I don't know if it was an illusion or what, but the girl in the photo smiled even more happily.Faint

The haze shrouded the hearts of countless people, and the countless relatives of the Yan family around them were sobbing and crying, real or false, which made people feel a sense of desolation.

.Or when you die, only a few people will cry for you, as for others... Jin Qian took a deep breath,

Fortunately, after hard work, Xiao Yu finally returned to her side.If I die by myself, I am afraid that the little guy will be the hardest

Heartbroken.

Jin Qian calmed down and bowed slightly to the girl on the tombstone, then walked back to Zhang Xiaoyu.The latter noticed Jin Qian's

Arriving, he moved his shoulders lightly, and Yan Xu's muffled voice came from the pit of his neck: "Don't move... Please..." A man's rare weakness

Zhang Xiaoyu's heart couldn't help trembling a few times.Jin Qian smiled knowingly, raised his hand and touched the little guy's head, indicating that he would not mind.

That night, Zhang Xiaoyu lay in Jin Qian's arms and had a very strange dream.He dreamed that in the mansion of the Yan family, the

The big carved bed where he died tragically was covered with a white sheet stained with blood.In front of the window beside the bed was Yan Xu's back.Yan Xu

He didn't look back from the beginning to the end, but his shoulders trembled slightly under the white moonlight, and his hands tightly covered his face.like a silent film

The existence lasted for a long time, and the last sob that seemed real and unreal came softly from the wind beside the man...

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