Looking at the lost lover on the bed, the senior brother fell into a frenzy all of a sudden.

He stabbed his own head with his hands in agony, telling himself in his heart that none of this was true!

But his head still hurt more and more, and the senior brother seemed to be crazy, turned around and slammed the door of the wardrobe hard, and smashed the wardrobe through it in just a few strokes.

However, the senior brother did not reduce any pain because of this, but because of the severe pain in his hands, the senior brother became more sober.

At this time, Zhang Qiubai's father came back with his eldest brother and second brother, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of his senior brother smashing the wardrobe from the bedroom, and the two of them hurriedly rushed into the bedroom and saw Zhang Qiubai, who was already dead.

"! I tell you to take care of my sister! That's what the you see? ”

Brother Zhang Qiubai punched the senior brother into the closet, grabbed the knife on the bed and was about to stab the senior brother.

"Zhang Chunqing! Zhang Xiahuang! Zhang Qiubai's father suddenly roared: "Are you going to let your sister go away without worry!" ”

Hearing his father's words, Zhang Qiubai's two elder brothers stopped suddenly, and it seemed that their father's words still carried a lot of weight in their hearts.

Zhang Qiubai's father glanced at his senior brother and said to him very annoyingly: "Because my daughter likes you, I won't kill you, you'd better get out of here immediately!" ”

The senior brother didn't seem to hear Zhang Qiubai and her father's words, and was still lying in the closet in a daze, when suddenly the senior brother grabbed the clothes behind him and tore them hard.

"Why, why is this happening." The senior brother lay weakly in the closet, but his heart was full of resentment towards himself, why did he go to cook noodles for her just now, if he didn't go, maybe Zhang Qiubai would not die.

"Click."

Because of the senior brother's tearing, a small box slipped out of the senior brother's closet, and the senior brother was excited when he saw the box.

"Saved! There is salvation! The senior brother grabbed the locket on the ground like a madman and shouted at Zhang Qiubai's father: "Qiubai is saved!" ”

Seeing his senior brother like this, coupled with the weirdness of his face, Zhang Qiubai's father frowned: "What are you talking about?" What is saved? Qiubai is gone, can you let her come back to life? ”

"Absolutely!" The senior brother raised the box in his hand and shouted, "She's not dead yet!" The ghost of the yin has not yet hooked the soul! With Bai Zexin, you can save her! ”

Next, the senior brother pushed Zhang Qiubai's eldest brother and second brother away, walked to Zhang Qiubai's side tremblingly, opened the box suddenly, took out Bai Ze's heart and crushed it and fed it to Zhang Qiubai to eat.

"Tick, tick."

The whole room fell silent, everyone was nervously looking at Zhang Qiubai on the bed, and everyone was expecting a miracle in their hearts.

"Dad, big brother! Look! Zhang Qiubai's second brother suddenly pointed at Zhang Qiubai's wrist and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at Zhang Qiubai's second brother's hand, and only then did they find that the wound on Zhang Qiubai's wrist was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Great!" Zhang Qiubai's eldest brother held his hand tightly: "Qiubai is saved!" ”

The senior brother looked at Zhang Qiubai on the bed very gently, and said to her softly: "Qiubai, you must wake up, we will get married when you wake up, as long as you wake up, I will not lose my temper with you again in the future, everything will be done to you in the future, you can do whatever you say, okay?" ”

Looking at his senior brother like this, Zhang Qiubai's father just sighed deeply and didn't say anything.

As the minutes ticked by, the only thing left for the clock on the wall and the shocking puddle of blood on the sheets in the entire bedroom.

"It's moving! She's moving! ”

Zhang Qiubai's eldest brother suddenly grabbed the brother next to him and shook it vigorously.

Zhang Qiubai on the bed first moved his fingers, and after a few minutes, Zhang Qiubai opened his eyes, looked at the four men beside the bed, and asked suspiciously: "Huh?" Dad, why are you here? ”

"Autumn White!" Zhang Qiubai's father hugged her: "It's okay if you're okay, you're scared to death Dad, don't do such stupid things in the future, those will pass." ”

"Silly?" Zhang Qiubai was puzzled and asked his father, "What stupid thing?" And Dad, my head hurts, what's wrong with me? ”

When Zhang Qiubai's father heard this, his eyes widened at Zhang Qiubai: "Have you forgotten everything?" ”

"Forgot what?" Zhang Qiubai wrinkled his good-looking eyebrows: "And where else is this?" How did I end up here? ”

Zhang Qiubai turned his head and saw the blood on his clothes, screamed exaggeratedly, jumped up from the bed, and hid behind his father.

Looking at her trembling daughter, Zhang Qiubai and her father suddenly pulled her brother over, pointed to her brother's nose and asked Zhang Qiubai, "Do you recognize him?" ”

"Who are you?" Zhang Qiubai looked at his senior brother curiously: "Do I know you?" ”

"Third sister!" The second brother Zhang Qiubai walked up to her, pointed to the senior brother and said to her, "He is yours." ”

The senior brother suddenly stopped Zhang Qiubai's second brother, he shook his head gently at Zhang Qiubai's second brother, turned his head and said to Zhang Qiubai: "My name is Gan Yuanguang, and I am Duangong invited by your father, that is, a Taoist priest. Your house is not clean, and you have been ghosted in front of you. ”

Hearing the senior brother introduce himself like this, the three men around him all frowned.

"It turned out to be a Taoist priest, thank you." Zhang Qiubai turned his head to look at the room: "This is my home?" Why don't I remember at all? ”

"It's fine." The senior brother comforted Zhang Qiubai very calmly: "This ghost has been taken in by me, and you won't have any trouble in the future." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Qiubai suddenly raised his hand and looked at the ring on his finger: "Why do I have a ring on my hand?" ”

Zhang Qiubai said as he raised his hand in front of his father, and suddenly hugged his head: "My head hurts so much!" Why does my head hurt so much? ”

Looking at Zhang Qiubai's painful appearance, the senior brother gritted his teeth and walked in front of her: "You said that this was given to you by your boyfriend, and you are going to get married." ”

"Is that really the case?" Zhang Qiubai looked up at the senior brother in front of him: "What about my boyfriend?" ”

"He's it." Senior brother smiled at Zhang Qiubai: "You told me that he died of illness. ”

It seemed that he didn't dare to face Zhang Qiubai anymore, and after the senior brother whispered a word of farewell, he turned around and strode away from the room where his countless memories were recorded.

Walking down the stairs, the senior brother seemed to have lost all his strength, and collapsed by the wall, tears falling down in large numbers.

"Why didn't you tell her all this?"

Zhang Qiubai's father's deep voice came from behind her: "If you tell her, you may be able to start over." ”

"Nope." The senior brother shook his head gently: "I am a duangong, I am burdened with the four pillars of ferocity, this time I don't see what I used to do by mistake, maybe nothing will happen to her." ”

"Besides, she forgot about me, and all the things that happened last night." The senior brother slowly stood up and whispered, "Isn't this very good?" ”

"Hey."

Zhang Qiubai's father sighed heavily again and watched his senior brother leave his sight step by step.

Perhaps, just like the senior brother said, from now on, his daughter will never remember such a man who loves him deeply.

A few days later, the senior brother was walking on the road in despair, when he suddenly stopped, looked up and found that he had come to the tattoo parlor that Zhang Qiubai took him to again.

After hesitating at the door for a while, the senior brother still walked in, and the boss inside saw that the senior brother was back again, and hurriedly greeted him: "Brother, this is what you have figured out?" ”

"Hmm." The senior brother pointed to his back and said to the boss, "I want to tattoo a poor strange." ”

"Great!" The boss answered, and took the senior brother to the room, and after the senior brother took off his shirt, the boss looked at the wound on the senior brother's back and gently inhaled cold air.

"This wound is quite deep, so how about I cover it with a tattoo for you?"

Hearing the boss's words, the senior brother lying on the chair just nodded, his so-called tattoo is because he didn't listen to Zhang Qiubai's words at the beginning, and now he just wants to make amends.

"Hiss."

The tattoo machine kept swimming on the back of the senior brother, although it was full of severe pain, but the senior brother didn't say a word, just endured all this silently.

A few hours later, the tattoo artist breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's draw it today, this thing can't be tattooed in one day, and it will take five days to tattoo, so you can come back tomorrow." ”

The senior brother walked out of the door, and the boss suddenly shouted to the senior brother: "By the way, don't wash your back with water when you go back." ”

With a hot back, the senior brother slowly walked back to the small hotel where he lived.

In the next few days, the senior brother would go to the tattoo parlor on time at noon every day, and looking at the poor Qi who was fresh day by day on his back, the senior brother felt a little better in his heart.

At least he didn't break his promise to Zhang Qiubai.

On the fifth day, the senior brother still lay on the chair without saying a word, but today the tattoo master said a lot, after the tattoo, the senior brother was taking the time to pay for it, and the tattoo master's tone changed: "Quarreled with your girlfriend?" ”

"What?" The senior brother frowned at his sword, he didn't hear the boss's words clearly.

"Don't pretend." The boss said to the senior brother, "It's the girl who came with you last time." ”

"What's wrong with her?" Hearing Zhang Qiubai's news, the senior brother looked a little nervous.

"She also came to me for a tattoo these days, and I asked her what she was tattooing, and she said she didn't know, she just wanted to get a tattoo." The boss stretched out his finger and pointed to the painting on the wall: "I told her that her boyfriend has a tattoo of Qiqi, so she will tattoo a good place, one yin and one yang just match." ”

Looking at the Bi Fang painting on the wall, the senior brother fell silent for a moment, just took out the money and handed it to the boss, and then turned around and quickly fled from this place.

It seems that you also remember your agreement with me? But do you know that Bi Fang Qiqi is a yin and a yang, but Bi Fang and Qiqi are also mutually restrictive, and they are destined not to meet.

It's like the two of us.