What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Qiong grabbed Aoki Si's hand, took a deep breath, and rubbed his small jade-like face against his palm: "Are Si going to leave?"

"I'll make breakfast first." Aoki Si replied simply, broke free from her hand, stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the door.

Qiong lay on the bed, watching him walk away with blurred eyes, then smiled and narrowed his eyes again.

"Huh la la." Aoki Si patted his face heavily with cold water, turned off the faucet, licked his lips, leaned on the sink, and stared at himself in the mirror for a while.

He still couldn't think of a way.

But life has to go on.

Aoki Division wiped his face with a towel, went to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator. There were still a lot of ingredients that Saeko Busushima and him bought together before. Aoki Division stood silently for a while, picked up a piece of lean meat, eggs, and With some medicinal materials and ingredients I purchased before, I started to make porridge.

"Duo duo..." The voice of chopping vegetables froze suddenly, Aoki Si frowned, looking at the shallow knife marks on his index finger, he couldn't help cursing: "Unlucky."

After rinsing with water, he took out the band-aids and pasted them casually. Aoki threw the materials into the pot in order, covered the pot, sat on the dining table and watched the gas flames change, in a daze.

"Drip."

Suddenly, a message from Line rang on the phone.

"Bujima Saeko: Good morning, did you sleep in late today?"

Looking at the words of Saeko Shima poisoned by the information, for some reason, Aoki Division suddenly felt endless guilt and self-blame in his heart.

"Good morning."

Aoki Tsukasa, who had been able to chat with Saeko Busujima for a long time, stared at the phone for a long time in confusion, and only typed a simple two-word reply.

Throwing down the phone irritably, Aoki Si sighed heavily, and the sound of pattering footsteps came from the stairs.

Qiong poked his face out from the corner, and showed an innocent and cheerful smile to Aoki Si: "Are you cooking porridge?"

"En." Aoki Secretary nodded slightly.

"Then I'll wash my face first." Qiong rarely took the initiative to wash without being urged by Aoki Si.

Aoki Tsukasa lightly clasped the tabletop with his fingers, leaned on the back of the chair weakly, stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Qiong came over after washing his face, looked at Aoki's appearance, did not sit opposite him as usual, but sat beside him with some distress, stretched out his hand, and covered Aoki's brow with slender fingers coldly Go up, let him stretch out, and then look at him with a smile: "Okay, Si don't need to be so upset."

"Si is just as good as before." Qiong moved his chair and leaned against Aoki Si.

How could it be the same as before.Aoki Si smiled wryly and lowered his head, without speaking.

Qiong tilted his head, saw his fingers wrapped in bandages, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his palm nervously: "Did you cut your hand again? Does it hurt?"

Qing Musi turned his head slowly, looked at her serious expression, Qiong and before looked like two people, which made him a little dazed.

"Huh..." Qiong let out a breath, raised his head, looked at Aoki Si, and raised the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Aoki Si lowered his eyes, nodded, stretched out his hands silently to rub her hair, got up and poured out the porridge that was almost cooked, and placed a bowl for each person in front of her.

Holding the spoon, Aoki Si drank the porridge without saying a word.

Qiong clasped his hands together: "I'm starting."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to take a spoonful, blew on it, and put it in her mouth: "It's delicious! Si's cooking skills have improved again."

Aoki Division did not respond, drinking porridge like a robot.

Qiong glanced at him cautiously, knowing his mood very well at this moment, and talking to himself while drinking porridge: "Didn't Si say that we want to play games together? I will write the game on Si's notebook later." Download it, I'm done with work, let's go home and play together?"

Aoki finally spoke, with a sad expression on his face: "Another day..."

"Oh, good." Qiong couldn't see a trace of disappointment, and still smiled cheerfully. She always drank slowly, and it was the first time for her to finish her breakfast before Aokiji, put the porridge bowl in the sink, and hummed. What is the tune of the song, and I started to wash up.

"Let me wash it." Aoki Si sipped the porridge, but couldn't taste it.

Qiong just replied with a smile: "It's a bit late for Si to start today, after eating in a while, Si should hurry up and get busy."

Aoki Si sighed again - he just felt that from last night to today, almost a year of sighing has been exhausted.

"Yeah." After agreeing, Aoki Si finished his porridge and put the porridge bowl in the sink: "Then I'll leave it to you, I'm going out."

Qiong suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Aoki watched as she anxiously washed off the foam from her hands, and wiped the water away on her pajamas. Before she could figure out what she was going to do, she suddenly tiptoed around his neck , leaned over with great effort, and kissed him on the lips with a bang.

"Qiong!" Aoki Division was astonished, and his tone was cold and reproachful.

But Qiong just snickered, like a child who ate candy: "Come back early!"

Aoki Division pursed his lips, turned and walked away.

When turning the corner, Aoki turned his head, and Qiong was standing in front of the sink, looking at himself with a smile, and waved his hand when he saw himself turning back.

Aoki Division then went straight out of the house.

Did not go to the boxing gym as usual, Aoki Si walked aimlessly on the street with his hands in his pockets and his eyes blank.

Doing it like this... can't do it.

If this goes on... how can I stand in front of Saeko and say that I like her?

But... Thousands of chaotic thoughts flickered in Aokisi's mind. He only felt that his situation was extremely dangerous. At this time, he was standing at a crucial intersection in his life. A very different future.

Aoki Division hesitated, standing at the intersection, not daring to make a choice easily.