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There was silence. Occasionally, the sound of crickets was heard.

Under the warm light, a slender figure reads hard with the lamp.

Luan Panpan held a pen in one hand and a book in the other, as if he was studying something profound.

Luan Ying silently leaned against the door frame and looked at his sister.

What a beautiful sister, she is the sunshine of St. Paul! What is sunlight? It is the source of life that can illuminate all things, give vitality to all things, and bring light and longing to the whole earth.

But ......, his sister is crippled. Looking at the crutches standing next to the chair, Luan Ying's heart ached faintly.

A cheerful and optimistic girl like my sister is the age when she should run and jump, and she should wear beautiful colorful sneakers to roam around the land. She shouldn't be a book all year round, just a book to experience the world.

She should tread on the earth and run as much as she wants, wherever she wants; She should pedal her bike and go on a naughty date with a boy; She should wear beautiful high heels and dance with handsome boys at dinner parties; She should be wearing skates and a nice scarf, laughing on the rink and rushing to the finish .......

However, all her happiness, her youth, her beautiful times, were taken away by herself!

Luan Ying's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and his chest rose and fell violently.

seemed to sense that there was someone behind him, Luan Panpan suddenly turned around, and when he saw that it was Luan Ying, he immediately laughed, revealing two little tiger teeth, which looked particularly cute and cheerful.

"Brother. Are you here? Why don't you say hello? ”

Luan Ying's clenched fist hand loosened without a trace, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "I'm afraid of delaying you bookworm to read, little bookworm!" ”

Luan Ying walked over, and Luan Panpan moved in, letting Luan Ying sit side by side with her.

"Brother, I like this poem."

"Which one?"

"That's it! Xu Zhimo's "Accidental". Luan Panpan read it seriously: "I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in your heart of the wave. You don't need to be surprised, you don't need to rejoice, it's gone in the blink of an eye. You and I meet, on the sea of night, you have yours, I have my direction. It's good that you remember, and it's better if you forget ....... ”

"Panpan." Luan Ying suddenly interrupted Luan Panpan.

"Huh?"

Luan Ying immediately pretended to squeeze out a smile and held Luan Panpan's hand: "Panpan, my brother has already got the meridians repaired, and it won't be long before you can recover, and you can be like other girls, go around, go around, and jump everywhere!" Luan Ying tried to make himself look excited: "If you travel, where do you want to go the most?" ”

Luan Panpan seemed to be a little stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Brother, what are you talking about?" Meridian repair and dispersion, such a precious thing, for so many years, there are several medicinal materials that have not been collected, and the only people who can refine it are the ghost fire seniors of the Sima family. Over the years, the conditions they put forward were all for me to intermarry with the Sima family, but our family is neutral, and once we intermarry with the Sima family, we will not be able to remain neutral. So, how can they give us meridian repair dispersion? ”

Luan Ying took the book in Luan Panpan's hand and put it aside, grabbed Luan Panpan's shoulders with both hands and said seriously: "Panpan, brother doesn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you this time, I really have a way, I said, I will get the meridian repair dispersion, I will, this time I really got it!" ”

Luan Panpan touched Luan Ying's head, and tears slowly slipped from his eyes.

What young girl in the flower season doesn't crave freedom? Which girl in the flower season is willing to walk with her head down every day with her crutches down? What girl doesn't want to be like a normal person, she can run and jump and dance? However, I ...... No.

However, I really feel so happy, I have such an excellent brother. My brother is so handsome, so handsome, although he is a little shorter, but some boys do not grow taller until later!

His own leg became his heart disease, and he was never happy. He seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life at a young age, and often finds ways to intervene in arbitrations and disputes between adults, in order to have the opportunity to contact the meridians to repair and heal his legs.

However, in the eyes of adults, he is just a child after all. A childish face, short stature can hardly convince adults of his abilities. I have been scolded by my family many times, and the family has said that Luan Ying is the least successful in this generation, and I like to mess around the most, saying that so-and-so can already participate in family meetings at the age of eighteen...... but I know that what he cares about is me!

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you want that? Luan Panpan tried his best to hide his crying, but he couldn't hide it, he only made himself cry more obviously: "Isn't this good for me?" I don't need any meridian repair powder, I don't need it. I just need my brother. ”

"I can't! I can't let you go on like this! Luan Ying took out the contract: "Look! He suppressed his sadness and excitedly pointed it out to Luan Panpan: "Sima Lan personally pressed his handprint, saying that if he loses to Li Huaifeng, he will lose a bottle of meridian repair powder to me!" He really lost! You also saw it that day, and his mother who was beaten by Li Huaifeng couldn't recognize it, so I won, and tonight I will take this piece of paper to Sima Lan and take back the meridians to repair the san. ”

Luan Ying hugged his sister: "Then you will be healthy, you will be free, you can go wherever you want, you can go dancing with handsome boys, skating or something." ”

Luan Panpan took the contract in disbelief: "This ...... It's true?! I always feel that the people of the Sima family ...... It's all terrible. ”

The corners of Luan Ying's mouth curled: "The people of the Sima family are too high, and each one is more conceited than the other." But even better, I took advantage of this to make the stunned Sima press the handprint. ”

Luan Ying put away the contract: "I'm sorry for making you cry again." ”

Sima's Mansion.

Sima Ping, dressed in Hanfu, knelt at a quaint table. The dim oil lamp reflected the lenses of his glasses, and the flames flickered. The picture is quiet like an ancient court.

Sima Ping was distracted, looking at the chessboard intently, playing with a transparent white chess piece in his hand, and seemed to be in deep thought.

Under the corridor, Sima Chao walked slowly and weakly, his face still had a band-aid, the swelling had not disappeared, and his body was also limping.

Sima Chao was nervous and nervous, as if more than 10,000 needles were piercing his whole body, making him feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Sima Lan slowly knelt in the distance, his head slowly slamming on the floor:

"Brother."

"Hmm." Sima Ping didn't raise his eyelids, he still looked at the chessboard, and his tone didn't fluctuate without any fluctuations: "The injury is not healed yet, don't move, go back and rest." ”

Sima Lan sat up slowly, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he didn't expect his brother's cousin to be so calm. I've got into a big disaster! Losing to a small role like Li Huaifeng that no one knows at all is a great shame for the family! However, my brother didn't scold, didn't scold, didn't complain, and didn't even glare at himself.

But the more this is the case, the more uncomfortable Sima Chao becomes, I don't know why, I just feel depressed, frightened, and almost out of breath. It feels like a person who killed someone, was thrown in a prison cell, no one cared and no one asked, although he knew that he had to kill someone, but no one sued him. There is no criticism, no trial, no confrontation in court, no punishment that should come soon!

The blade hangs over the neck, and it is still and does not make hair, which is more uncomfortable than actually cutting it down.

"Brother, I'm ......."

"It's not good for your health to talk too much, go and rest." Sima Ping interrupted Sima Chao's speech.

Sima Lan was suddenly very aggrieved, his lips trembled slightly, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "Yes, I retreated." ”

Sima Ping didn't speak, not even a word.

Sima stood up silently and turned around, unwilling, so unwilling!

Sima Chao turned around almost in a ghostly manner: "Brother, if you give me another chance......." ”

"Give you another 10,000 chances, and you won't be able to beat Li Huaifeng." Sima Ping interrupted: "Stand down, I'm studying the chess game and I don't like to be disturbed." ”

Sima Chao's tears finally flowed, and he clenched his fists and trembled. It is this attitude that I have endured for eighteen years!

In the past 18 years, every time I feel that I have achieved something, people all over the world will immediately remind me that I have an older brother, a brother like God!

In the past eighteen years, every time he longs to get close to this brother admired by thousands of people, he is a cold gaze!

In the past eighteen years, every time something unpleasant happened to them, people had to move out of their brother and let themselves work hard like their brother!

Good! You ignore me? I'll surpass you! Let you face up to my cunning! This is the oath of the young Sima Chao's heart, I will use my strength to surpass you, let you face my cunzài, and let everyone know that the young man of the Sima family is not just a Sima Ping!

But today, he made such a mistake and lost so strangely to a folk cultivator. Shame! What a shame!

Sima Chaotong fell to his knees, slammed his head on the ground again, and said loudly: "I know! I know that I lost my adult, I'm sorry for the family, I'm sorry for everyone! I've lost all the face of the Sima family! Punish me, whatever the punishment is, I can accept it! I am chaotic and willing to bear all the consequences for the mistakes I have made. ”

Sima Ping slowly put the white chess pieces in a position, took off his glasses, and finally turned to look at Sima Chao who was kneeling on the ground.

Sima Ping's cold voice came out: "What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Sima was stunned.

"Who cares about your grades? It's just a competition between a group of children, who win or lose, it doesn't matter, and the father doesn't care. You have to figure out one thing, just that little win-loss you toss is not enough to affect the reputation of the family. If I, Sima Ping, lose, it will be humiliating to the family, and you will ....... ”

Sima looked up at his brother, that condescending face, that face that had no family affection to speak of, that face that made him extremely frightened, but extremely awe-inspiring.

Sima Ping continued: "...... Not even qualified to defile the family. ”

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