What should I do if I look too fierce?

After changing his clothes, Aokiji knocked on Qiong's door with a bag full of fast food.

"No matter what, let's have dinner first. If you don't want to eat these things, I will buy you what you want to eat or cook for you." Aokiji stood outside the door with a sad expression.

He didn't expect that this matter would be so difficult for Qiong to accept. In his opinion, it was just a fight. Maybe Qiong would be angry, but he shouldn't be so angry.

"No!" Menneiqiong's words were firm and cold.

Aokiji opened his mouth and knocked on the door again: "Please, no matter how angry you are with me, you can just beat me to vent your anger. Don't skip dinner."

"don't want!!"

Aokiji pursed his lips, pushed open the door, and saw Qiong lying on his small bed, tightly wrapped in a quilt, with only a little silver hair exposed.

"Get out!" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiong's voice became even more angry.

Aokiji remained silent and lowered his head.

"Put the stuff here."

Before he finished speaking, Qiong's voice interrupted Aoki Si again: "I don't want it! Get out!"

".Qiong."

Aokiji put the things at the door and looked at her sadly: "Don't be like this, I'm very sad."

In this lonely world, the only person Aokiji truly loves and treats as a relative is Qiongzao. Qiong's distant look made him really feel sad.

Qiong may have heard the sorrow in Aokiji's words, so he said nothing, but there was still no movement.

"." Aokiji was silent for a long time, silently exited the room, stood at the door, and tried his best to make his tone softer: "Even if you are angry with me, don't let your body..."

"It's so noisy!" Qiong opened the quilt, sat up and interrupted Aokiji's words. His cute little face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and he said in an excited tone: "You care about me so much, why do you care so much about me?" Don’t you know how to care about yourself?”

"I've heard that you fought with them just to become the boss. What's the point of becoming the boss? What's the point of becoming the strongest bad boy?" Qiong cried heartbreakingly: "I'm so scared!"

"I'm so scared!"

Qiong looked at Si Aoki, sobbing and unable to speak completely: "Si Mingming, it's obvious that he is not that kind of person."

"Why would such a gentle Si fight with others?" Qiong's face was full of confusion and sadness: "What if I get hurt?"

"What if Si is taken to the hospital?"

"Just in case, just in case" she cried and couldn't say anything else.

Aokiji walked forward slowly, knelt down beside his bed, looked into her eyes, stretched out his hand, and wiped away the tears on her face over and over again: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, what's the use of being sorry!" Qiong threw himself into Si Aoki's arms and hugged him tightly: "Si"

"Si, I'm scared!" She shouted Aoki Si's name over and over again.

Aokiji took a deep breath, and his eyes were a little red: "One year!"

"Just give me one year!" Aokiji silently clenched his fists: "Just give me one more year!"

"No!" Qiong clenched his small hands into fists and angrily beat Aoki Si's chest: "Why?"

Aoki Si hugged her tightly: "I have a reason why I have to do it, Qiong. Don't be afraid, I won't leave you, really!"

"Ugh," Qiong whined, clutching the clothes on Aokiji's back.

Aokiji patted her back gently: "Really, if I have a choice, I will definitely listen to you, but there are some things I must do."

"Forgive me, I will never let myself fall into a dangerous situation so easily again. I won't let you worry anymore." Aokiji promised, gently rubbing her little head with his chin.

Qiong raised his head after a long time and looked at Aoki Si very seriously. He spoke every word, his nose was twitching and his voice was hoarse: "I hate you!"

Aokiji nodded with a wry smile and looked into her eyes.

There were so many emotions mixed in her eyes, which were as hazy as water mist: "I hate you the most!"

"Yes!" Aokiji smiled lightly: "I understand."

"I'm talking about hating you!" Qiong sniffed, moving his head a little bit.

"I understand." Aokiji looked at her and smiled softly.

"Si" Qiong lowered his head: "Idiot!"

"I know!" Aokiji was relieved and smiled even happier.

"Idiot!!" Qiong pushed Aokiji away and got into bed.

"I know! Remember to eat." Aokiji blinked sleepily.

"No!" A muffled response came from the bed.

"Would you like to play games together tonight?" Aoki Si sat on the floor beside the bed, leaned against the bed tiredly, and gently closed his eyes.

"No!" Qiong denied tirelessly.

"Do you want to go out to play again that weekend?" Aokiji's voice was a little weak.

"No!" Qiong's voice was much lower.

"Well, do you want a chocolate bar?"

".Yes." The voice was weak from the bed.

"Pfft" Aokiji laughed.

"Si hates it."

"Um."

".Fool."

"Um."

No one spoke for a long time.

When Qiong carefully raised his head from the bed, his eyes swollen from crying saw Aoki Si lying beside the bed, his eyes closed tightly, snoring slightly, sleeping peacefully.

Qiong looked at his scarred face and quietly stretched out his hand.

Touching Aokiji's cheek, Qiong couldn't help but sigh as the bruises on the smooth skin did not subside.

"Idiot!" Qiong said in a low voice, but couldn't help showing a somewhat distressed smile.

Qiong adjusted Aoki Si's sleeping position, covered him with a quilt, carefully and quietly sat on the edge of the bed, gently leaned on Aoki Si's shoulder, and after seeing that he had no intention of waking up, he slowly closed his eyes. .

Just lean on her for a while, just lean on her for a while. But somehow, smelling Aokiji's scent made her feel more and more relaxed.

After a long time, Aokiji opened his eyes tiredly, and looked at Qiong, who was still leaning on his shoulder at first, but now has got into his arms, sleeping soundly with his legs on his head, and showed a gentle smile - he As soon as he entered the half-asleep state, he was awakened by the system prompts whether to enter the dream training ground, and then discovered Qiong's movements. Not wanting to embarrass Qiong, he pretended not to know anything.

"Idiot." Aokiji gently adjusted her sitting position to make her sleep more comfortable. He put his own quilt on Qiong's body and carefully stretched out his fingers to touch her jelly-smooth cheeks, but he saw She turned her head and pressed her hands under her face. Her two small hands unconsciously gently held Aoki Si's fingers, with a faint smile on her sleeping face.

Aokiji raised the corner of his mouth and looked at it for a long time. Then he gently took out his mobile phone with his other hand, turned it to silent, opened Line's APP, found Teruhashi Shinmei's avatar, and looked at the dozens of unfinished messages in it. Read the information with complex expressions.

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