The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Chapter 265 Lang comes riding a bamboo horse

I lost my mother when I was young, and my father was busy with his work. We were not very close, and my feelings for him were more of awe than closeness.

My father is the owner of Wanjian Villa, the leader of the martial arts world, and a hero respected by everyone.

A father is to be respected, and the responsibilities that should have been borne by him are taken over by his senior brother.

Senior brother is the best senior brother in the world. He has existed as long as I can remember.

My senior brother is really nice. He taught me martial arts, and whenever my father showed disappointment in me, he was always there to comfort and encourage me.

Perhaps because of his doting, I am very happy even without my father’s love.

Whenever I get into trouble, the first person I think of is always my senior brother.

My senior brother’s figure has almost occupied my entire life.

We went in and out together, got beaten together, and traveled the world together.

My father once said that my senior brother and I had been engaged since we were young. I was still young at that time and didn’t understand what an engagement was. I only knew that my senior brother and I would be together for a long time and never be separated.

Later, I don’t know when it started, but my feelings towards my senior brother began to become inexplicable. My heart would beat faster when I looked at him, and when I talked to him, I always felt guilty and didn’t dare to look into his eyes.

I always feel upset when I see him talking to other senior sisters and junior sisters.

I began to avoid her, not daring to look at him, but thinking about him all the time.

My senior brother noticed that I was avoiding him and was confused. He wanted to ask me for clarification, but how could I explain it clearly?

These little girls' concerns should be discussed with their mother, but I don't have a mother.

My memory of my mother is only a vague image, and if I were to say how much affection I have for her, I only heard it from other people.

I heard that my father loved my mother very much, but her health was damaged because of giving birth to me.

As the days passed, his health did not improve and he eventually passed away.

I don’t look much like my mother, I look more like my father, but my father said that my eyes are most like my mother’s.

So later, every time I made a mistake, I would look at my father with my eyes open.

No matter how angry he is or how violent his emotions are, they will gradually fade away and finally turn into a sigh.

It is not easy to be the daughter of the leader of the martial arts world. Her father became famous at a young age, and as his daughter, it is impossible for her to be better than him.

At least it should be as good as it, but people's talents are hard to explain.

Although I studied hard and practiced diligently, my talent was mediocre. I could feel the confusion in the eyes of people around me. How could my father be so capable, but his daughter be so ordinary?

I can also feel that the look in my father's eyes as he looks at me is becoming more and more indifferent day by day.

Despite this, I couldn't show the slightest bit of depression, because my father was the leader of the martial arts world, and I shouldn't take these gossips to heart.

Even if the whole world despises me, I will remain calm and composed.

After all, how could the daughter of the leader of the martial arts world be so narrow-minded?

I can't feel wronged or cry, I can only practice hard, practice hard.

I practiced until my hands and feet were sore, and I practiced until I became obsessed with it. But people's talents are really different.

I am destined not to be a hero who will be recorded in history.

I hid in a cave in the rockery, and even had to be careful when crying.

Every time, it was my senior brother who would find me. He would stand at the entrance of the cave, holding osmanthus candy in his hand and say, "Junior sister, I bought some new osmanthus candy from Xingweizhai. I heard it's delicious. Would you like to try it?"

I curled up in the cave, and when I heard his voice, I felt comforted, but I cried even harder.

Senior brother won’t come in, he will just guard the entrance of the cave. Even if I don’t respond, he won’t leave.

Later, I understood what was going on and we communicated our feelings. I was very grateful that my senior brother treated me the same way I treated him.

Our relationship seems to have changed, but it also seems to have not changed. He is still his senior brother and I am still his junior sister.

But I can finally be sure that we will never be separated in this life.

Time flies, and as the years go by, my senior brother becomes busier and busier.

Like my father, he always had a lot of stuff. But unlike my father, my brother always remembered to bring me my favorite sweet-scented osmanthus candy when he returned from an outing.

But compared to osmanthus candy, I would rather be with my senior brother.

But my senior brother is different from me. I have mediocre qualifications, but he is gifted.

My father said that his senior brother was more talented than him and was even better than his teacher.

My father was very happy, and so were the others. They would smile and praise the senior brother, saying that he was a young talent, that he had a bright future, and that he was worthy of being the disciple of the leader of the martial arts world.

I hid behind Mu Lian and listened to those people praising my senior brother. I was happy, but also a little uncomfortable.

My senior brother is my father's disciple and has inherited all his true teachings, but I am my father's daughter, and there is a world of difference between him and me.

When my senior brother knew what I was thinking, he said to me, "With great power comes great responsibility. I just hope you live a safe and worry-free life, and be happy every year."

I thought life would go on like this forever.

My senior brother and I have been childhood sweethearts, and we should grow old together.

But things are unpredictable. The Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult are in a decisive battle, and the senior brother rushes to the front line.

He said that this was what he had to do in order to maintain peace in the martial arts world and justice in the world.

I understand my senior brother’s ambitions and his chivalrous spirit.

I didn't force him to stay, and I knew that this trip would be a life-or-death one.

I am ready to live and die with my brother.

My senior brother didn't die, but he ended up with a result that was worse than death.

My father brought him back. I had never seen my senior brother so weak.

I never thought he would become what he is now.

At that moment, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.

My senior brother was seriously injured. My father found all the famous doctors in the world and saved his life, but he was left with the sequelae of difficulty in walking.

They said that the senior brother was a hero, a true chivalrous man, and lived up to his chivalrous heart.

They admired and sighed at the same time, praising their senior brother's greatness and sighing about his future.

My senior brother has become a cripple. The once stunning young man can only lie in bed, at the mercy of others.

At first, my senior brother tried hard to comfort me and those who were worried about him.

Every day, countless people come to visit my senior brother.

They praised him, flattered him, and comforted him.

But those words, every word, eventually turned into sharp thorns, reminding the senior brother of his current miserable situation again and again.

Later, I firmly refused the visitor and had a big fight with my father.

My father said that I shouldn’t be so willful. Those people came to pay their respects to my senior brother. He was a hero, and even if he ended up like this, I shouldn’t feel sorry for myself.

But I don’t care whether he is a hero or not, I just want my senior brother. If I had known the result earlier, I would never let my senior brother go to that decisive battle alone.

But knowing in advance is priceless, just like I didn't know that my father, the martial arts leader praised by everyone, the father I always look up to like the bright moon, also has an unknown side.

I was too naive in the past. What I thought were grievances were nothing compared to the complexity of human nature.