What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Qiong was still sobbing, but her nose was full of the pleasant smell of Aoki Si, and it was the first time that his powerful heartbeat sounded so clearly in her ears, and a sense of peace that she had never felt before gradually diluted her heart anxiety and fear.

"Si..." She said in a pleading voice, which seemed a bit coquettish: "I'm very scared."

"Don't be afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm here." Qing Musi knew that she was just uneasy, so he just repeated his words over and over again, and hugged her tightly with one hand.

Her thin body was hugged like a ball of cotton, light and fluffy, as if it would disappear when a gust of wind blows.

After a long time, Qiong's dull crying finally gradually calmed down, Aoki Si heaved a sigh of relief, let go of his arms, looked at her eyes swollen from crying, and gently reached out his hand to wipe away the tears that were still on her face.

"Si..." Qiong let Aoki Si's fingers wipe away his tears on his face, and looked at his face bewilderedly, with indescribably complicated eyes: "I still have the day when I can be cured? "

"Yes! I will!" Aoki nodded firmly: "I will cure you, Qiong, believe me, give me another month, just one month, I will definitely be able to start treating you It's going to be okay, trust me, it's going to be okay."

"Then... when can I go to school with Si?" Qiong looked at Aoki Si's face with hope in his eyes.

"Second year of high school at the latest." Aokiji wiped away her tears, and put a tissue on her little nose, making her blow her nose.

Qiong cooperated and let him take care of himself like a child, just staring at Aoki Si's eyes like a sticky animal: "Really."

"En!" Aoki nodded solemnly, gently pinched her cheeks, her skin was as elastic and soft as jelly, and said with a smile, "Trust me."

Qiong nodded seriously, and said in a firm tone, "Okay."

Her eyes looked at Aoki Si, without dodging, but full of inquiry—it seemed that she was really sure of Aoki Si's intentions.

Looking at her appearance, Aokiji knew that her heart had finally settled down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled easily: "Idiot, suddenly crying, I was shocked."

Qiong's face turned red unconsciously: "The medicine on the back is wiped off, and the wound on the front can be wiped off by yourself."

After finishing speaking, she stood up in a panic, maybe because she was too anxious, she almost fell down, but thanks to Aoki Si's quick-sighted hand, she stood up straight, blushing and trotted up upstairs.

Watching her disappear into the back of the entrance, the gentle smile on Aoki's face gradually calmed down, silently picked up the ointment to smear the wound in front of him, put a bandage on his face, closed the medical box and put it back Sitting on the sofa in the same place, it was a little hard to even breathe.

"Second Aoki...keep working hard." Aoki muttered to himself, stared at the ceiling, opened his eyes with difficulty, and sighed.

At this time, Qiong pushed open the door, got into the room, locked the door, leaned against the door weakly, slid slowly and sat on the ground, clutching his heart and panting heavily, just now he was shy. There was only pain and helplessness on the smiling face.

She almost wriggled on the ground and crawled to the side of the bed, trembling, took out the medicine bottle from the bedside table, but without finding any water, she chewed the pills a few times and swallowed them.

Qiong, who was lying on the ground, leaned on his thin arms and gasped for a long time on the floor, before he barely straightened up, put the medicine bottle back, got up tiredly, and lay down on the bed.

Staring at the ceiling, Qiong felt that he was shedding tears again, hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe it a few times, but found that the tears were still wiped more and more, finally, he simply covered his face with the quilt, and cried softly.

"Si...heal me quickly...I'm so scared..."

Her helpless cry for help floated in the air, was imprisoned in the narrow room until it dissipated, and never came out.

For a long time, the tears dried up.

Qiong opened his dull eyes, hugged the black rabbit doll beside the bed to his chest, and his gaze was a little erratic.

As if thinking of something, she moved the pillow away, and on the head of the bed covered by the pillow, there was a photo sticker with Aoki Si.

On the sticker, Aoki Si's smile was extremely bright, although her face was tense, she could still see the happy smile in her eyes.

Qiong's thoughts gradually drifted back to the past following this photo.

——memory dividing line——

It was just a few days before he and Si came back from a shopping mall.

I never thought that a person like me would have such a happy life.

Although it hasn't been long since Si arrived, for some reason, every time I'm with him, I feel extremely at ease—this is a feeling I have never experienced before, and I am extremely longing for it.

I still remember when I was in junior high school, whenever those unscrupulous girls blocked me in the corner, laughed at me, and pushed me, I had countless fantasies about how great it would be if someone could stand up and protect me.If I were like others, and had an older brother who was willing to protect me, maybe they wouldn't bully me anymore.

Unfortunately, at that time, I did not meet Si.

Therefore, Si may not understand why I am so happy after he helped me drive away those bad girls in the mall.

But it's enough for me to know, as long as I know...why I like Si so much, that's enough.

I was once addicted to this sense of happiness, unable to break free, and even selfishly fantasized many times, if Si could only be with me every day, it would be fine.

Although the reality is that I can only be with Si when eating or playing games, but to be honest, I am already very satisfied.

Because I... am a short-lived ghost who is destined not to live past the age of eighteen.

I thought I was very used to all of this, and I could accept the coming death calmly.

But... I was wrong.

It wasn't until that day, when Si came home covered in blood, that I realized that I was already reluctant to die.

When I saw him covered in injuries and my heart ached so much, I was terrified.

I was afraid that one day I would leave suddenly, leaving Si alone in this world.I was also afraid that one day I would leave suddenly, and I would never feel Si's tenderness again.

I began to resist contact with Si, and tried my best to make myself look cold again.

I thought, as long as this is the case, maybe Si will give up on me like everyone else, and let me return to the lonely world with only one person again.

In this way, only I know how much I like him, and he will not feel sad because of me, nor will he feel sad because I will leave one day.

As for me... the day he let go of me, I think, that once warm memory is enough for me to miss it from time to time until I die...

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