Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 72 The Boy Wearing the Mask (2)
The boy stroked the cat's back and put it under Naipian's neck. His slender fingers scratched Naipian's neck once and for all. Naipian meowed with enjoyment on his face. Squinting, fingers turned into one hand, and the whole hand was placed on Naipian's neck, closing, closing, closing again...

Naipian's limbs began to twist and struggle crazily, and the eyes that were closed for enjoyment suddenly opened wide, the green cat's eyes burst out in pain, and the mouth opened wide, but could not utter a sound!The sharp claws left scratches on the back of the boy's white hand, and red blood beads came out from the wound. The boy let go of his left hand, and he held the milk piece high in the air, his limbs danced wildly in the air, and The boy just smiled, smiling, with a chilly aura that made people feel chills.

Xia Tong was completely stunned by this sudden change, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief, but when she opened it again, the fact was still there - the handsome young man was tightly pinching Naipian's neck!
"Qu Weiran! What are you doing?" Xia Tong finally came to his senses and rushed over to snatch the milk tablet from Qu Weiran's hand.

Naipian screamed mournfully, and frantically waved her paws to leave deep scratches on Xia Tong's tender wrists. At this moment, this poor cat doesn't want to be in anyone's hands!
Xia Tong tried hard to hold the milk piece in his hand. Although the milk piece was small, his claws were already very sharp. After a few strokes, Xia Tong's hand was scratched with bloodstains.She endured the pain and put the milk piece back into the fruit box. The milk piece couldn't calm down yet, and her sharp claws grabbed the paper shell vigorously, making a "creaking" cracking sound. Xia Tong carefully hugged the box in her arms, He raised his head and stared at Qu Weiran in disbelief, but Qu Weiran has not moved since the moment he was discovered.

"Qu Weiran." Xia Tong couldn't help calling him.

Qu Weiran seemed to wake up from a dream, he looked at his hands in disbelief, his eyes were full of panic, he grabbed his hair vigorously as if he was in a state of collapse, and murmured: "No ... No, I can't be like him, I don't want to be like him!"

Xia Tong hugged the box and stood aside, watching him struggling, she didn't understand why his expression was so painful, it was so painful that it was even distorted!
"Qu Weiran..." Xia Tong called him softly.

He suddenly raised his head, his handsome face was frighteningly flustered, his usually docile and soft hair was a little messed up by him, his eyes were no longer gentle and easy-going, but cold sharp and defensive.Xia Tong has never seen such a Qu Weiran, such a Qu Weiran, such eyes, such a cold face, all these make him look like a stranger.

Xia Tong was frightened by his eyes and took a step back. Qu Weiran stared at Xia Tong, staring closely. Xia Tong held the fruit box and looked at him defensively. She didn't know why. Qu Weiran like this made her feel good. Dangerous, so dangerous that she wanted to turn around and run away.

But Qu Weiran didn't give her this chance, he stood up slowly, and walked towards her step by step, Xia Tong avoided his gaze, swallowed, and backed away step by step involuntarily, until he was forced to At the corner of the wall, when her back was tightly against the wall, she glanced at him hastily, and then quickly looked away, Qu Weiran, he... so scary.

Xia Tong leaned against the wall, lowered her head, not daring to look at him, she could feel him gently approaching her, his hand was lifted up, and slowly stretched out towards her, suddenly, his cold fingers touched her For the first time, Xia Tong knew that a person's hands could be so cold. She had to bite her lip hard to control herself from screaming.Qu Weiran grabbed her hand and turned her arm over irresistibly, with the palm facing up. On Xia Tong's wrist, the red marks scratched by the milk film intertwined on the fair skin, and there were even two places where a Small blood-colored beads.Qu Weiran lowered his head and gently kissed it with his lips. Xia Tong's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly widened. He bent down, held her arm with one hand, and gently kissed every wound, just like in fairy tales, the prince kisses the back of the princess's hand, which is as gentle and beautiful.

"You... What are you doing?" Xia Tong felt that her tongue was about to fall off, her wrist was wet, and there was a numb and itchy feeling, her heart was pounding, as if it was about to explode.

"The wrist is bleeding from being scratched by a cat. If you don't treat it in time, it will be infected." Qu Weiran raised his lips and said softly, "You can wash it with cold water later, you know?" After Qu Weiran finished speaking, she raised her head and said softly Looking at Xia Tong, the usual gentle smile was put on his face again, even his voice was so low and hoarse, as gentle as if nothing had happened just now, as gentle as if the fluff on the breast was standing on end, The person who screamed desperately with teeth and claws, and trembling all over, trying to escape was not like him.

Looking at Qu Weiran like this, Xia Tong suddenly felt a little cold. In broad daylight, when the sun was shining and the sun was shining brightly at noon, she somehow felt that it was so cold!
In the days that followed, Xia Tong no longer dared to put the milk tablet in a place where she could not see it, and held it in her hand almost all the time, for fear of being seen by Qu Weiran again, and Qu Weiran seemed to have forgotten what happened that day, Still treating Xia Tong kindly, still treating every student in the class friendly, still smiling like a prince.

Sometimes, Xia Tong wondered if she was dreaming that day?But in fact, as soon as Naipian got ten steps away from Qu Weiran, he bared his teeth and barked.

Why is he doing this?Xia Tong finally couldn't bear it once and ran to him and asked him: "Qu Weiran, do you hate cats?"

"Hate it?" Qu Weiran's beautiful double eyelids drooped, fan-like eyelashes gently covered his bright eyes, he thought for a while before raising his head and answering, "I don't hate it."

"Then...then why did you do that day?" Xia Tong asked.

"No reason." Qu Weiran shrugged his shoulders, and after a while, he said with a smile, "Maybe it's because there is a demon living in my heart."

Devil, this is Qu Weiran's own evaluation of himself.

Gradually, Xia Tong discovered that Qu Weiran was not as beautiful as he appeared on the surface. He always wore a smile, a smile like a mask. The mask was very elegant, gentle and indifferent, but Xia Tong found that , under his gentle mask, there is always a slight disdain unintentionally. Although he has a good relationship with everyone, no one dares to call him Qu Weiran's best friend. He always maintains a graceful relationship with everyone. There is little distance.

Once, on the way after school, someone blackmailed them, he actually smiled, calmly picked up a brick from the ground, and smashed it down, looking at the bloody, crying little hooligan, he was still smiling, Still gentle, still beautiful.

With the deepening of understanding, Xia Tong felt that she didn't understand him more and more. She didn't understand why he was smiling when he was obviously unhappy; He always had bruises on his face.Everything about him is like a mystery, making her want to find out eagerly, but she is afraid that unknown dangers will swallow her up.

(End of this chapter)