Withdrawal

Perhaps it was the difference in the tone of question that lacked the previous warmth, because Qiao Luo hastily lifted up his head to look at Fu Zhi Zhou. He was so frightened that his pale face leaked out some rosiness. His voice carried the relief of finally settling down after experiencing a shock as he softly said, “I didn’t cause trouble.”

Fu Zhi Zhou patted Qiao Luo’s small head. He felt that this little rascal was a little malnourished. How could he, a 17 years old kid, still remain like a small bean; so much shorter and so much skinnier than him.

The comparison made his heartache even worse. The cover of self-control that he had erected for himself became a sieve. The feelings of pity and affection could not stop flowing out, so Fu Zhi Zhou couldn’t bring himself to say something serious. He could only coax, “Tell Gege what’s going on, alright?”

Qiao Luo snuggled back into Fu Zhi Zhou’s arms. When he talked, his breath sprayed onto Fu Zhi Zhou’s chest, warm and hot, and he said aggrievedly, “One of the girls in dance class gave me a love letter and I rejected it. But they think that it’s my fault, it’s me who stole their Boss’s girlfriend.”

Was it the girl who provoked those hooligans in the first place or were the hooligans still in their chuunibyou stage, thinking “If I like you, you are Lao Zi1’s girl”? Anyways, their love-hate entanglements, all because one girl fancied Qiao Luo, caused harm to the innocent.

Qiao Luo also thought that they were hooligans who stole students’ money. After all, he looked bulliable and was alone.

Thus, he started to apply everything from the post “When Girls Are In Trouble, Ta-dah! With This, You Can Save One Life”. He threw his wallet with all his might towards the opposite side. Yet the other party didn’t follow the script. Their goal was obviously to beat him up. Not only had they wanted to make him into a waste, they also wanted to destroy his appearance.

Qiao Luo had never gotten into fights since young. Thinking back, it was always Fu Zhi Zhou who stood in front of him, protecting him. But this time round, Fu Zhi Zhou wasn’t around so he started to panic so badly that he practically forgot to fight back, nearly getting kicked in the place where it hurt most.

However, no matter what, he was still a 17-18 years old boy and had the strength that one should have. When he came back to his senses, he used his school bag as a meteor hammer, spinning 7 to 8 rounds without getting dizzy. Although he didn’t manage to hit anyone, he still managed to find an opportunity to squeeze out of the entanglement. He practically ran all the way home in one breath and collapsed right outside the house door.

Furthermore, he was carried in by Father Qiao.

Recalling what happened, Qiao Luo felt a little lingering fear and drilled further into Fu Zhi Zhou’s bosom.

And this was a torment for Fu Zhi Zhou, even scarier than the punishment of Tiger Stool or Chili Water2.

Fu Zhi Zhou was fuming so intensely that his chest faintly started to burn.

He hated that he couldn’t punish those people personally right now.

His family’s little rascal could sing, could dance, was cute and handsome. There wasn’t a single flaw so being liked by girls should be something very normal, wasn’t it?

Fu Zhi Zhou was so angry that he started to lose his focus. He scolded and beat up that group of gangsters from head to toe in his mind.

Qiao Luo didn’t get a reply for a while. His state of getting frightened had entered the comfort zone of his Zhou Zhou gege. The brain which had already stopped thinking suddenly had a jolt.

Qiao Luo panicked a little. He then realised where went wrong. He tugged on Fu Zhi Zhou’s arm, rubbed the palm which was hung around his body and said in a fawning tone, “I didn’t date. She stuffed that to me so I had no other choice……. Really.”

Fu Zhi Zhou himself hadn’t thought of this part. The burning, scorching fiery anger was suddenly drenched by a pot of vinegar from Qiao Luo’s reminder. The burnt smell emitting out was very odd— The exact expression on Fu Zhi Zhou’s face.

Yeah, being liked by girls was very normal. This little tail wasn’t his personal item.

The warning voice of Little Gramps in the call at night started broadcasting: Your partner is about to run! Your partner is about to run!

Fu Zhi Zhou’s spirit came back again and he hugged Qiao Luo, saying with an unnatural tone, “You’ve rejected her?”

Qiao Luo had forgotten his lingering fear and hurriedly said, “Rejected already! You are just like those hooligans, not believing me…….”

Fu Zhi Zhou’s expression became even weirder.

What kind of comparison did the little rascal make? How was he the same as those gangsters?

But the little guy had just suffered such a great injustice, so he couldn’t bear to lecture him. He could only lightly smack the clean and clear forehead, “I didn’t say I don’t believe you.”

Qiao Luo looked at Fu Zhi Zhou with uncertainty. His big and watery eyes were tinted with the redness of his previous cry. He opened those eyes wide and hesitantly used his milky nasal voice, “Really? You’re not angry?”

…… Really not angry. But he seemed to be a little…… Ke3, jealous.

The moment this thought came out, Fu Zhi Zhou felt more awkward. He coughed and said unnaturally, “What’s there to be angry about? It’s only accepting a love letter…… It’s not considered a big issue. I’ve also received such things before.”

Qiao Luo didn’t hear his unnaturalness. All he thought of was another question, “Oh…… Then you’ll still hug me to sleep, right?”

Fu Zhi Zhou was rendered helpless.

The little rascal was so foolish, unable to read between the lines.

And this little fool still continued to ask softly, “You’ll hug me, right? If you don’t hug me, I’ll have nightmares.”

Fu Zhi Zhou adjusted himself to make the Qiao Luo in his arms feel more comfortable and said, “Hug. Even if you have a nightmare and kick me away, I won’t let you go. Now are you reassured?”

He pushed Qiao Luo’s head back into his bosom, one arm hooking around the other’s slender waist. Using a coaxing manner as if to gently pat a child to sleep, he acted like an older brother who was extremely dedicated both in mind and in words, “Sleep.”

Qiao Luo obediently closed his eyes, rubbed his head against the bosom, resembling a little milky kitten who had returned to its own nest.

However, Fu Zhi Zhou couldn’t fall asleep.

Qiao Luo’s sleepy face was especially docile. He lay bonelessly in his arms and the soft strands of hair rubbed against his lower jaw. His eyelashes curled into a small circle, creating a shadow under his eyes. His small face had some blush of colour, making it rosy and plump.

Fu Zhi Zhou looked at Qiao Luo’s whirlpool of hair and found everything about him so fatally adorable.

Little Gramps’ words started its brainwashing again— “You’re just merely going to wait?”. These words that were uttered may perhaps be a substitute for these words which he couldn’t bear to say— “Are you certain that you’re able to wait?”

The moment Fu Zhi Zhou thought about how he could explain everything clearly to the grown up Qiao Luo, he momentarily felt a little panicked.

Where in the world did he get that self-confidence, to think that this was his own little tail.

He didn’t dare to let Qiao Luo mull over this question– “Was he selfish for hogging him for so many years as a “brother”?”

Fu Zhi Zhou quietly hugged Qiao Luo closer to himself. He was a little greedy for the soft and tender feel of the pliant boy in his arms. He thought to himself depressingly, “If you don’t like me in that way…… Just what am I supposed to do?”

Perhaps it was the difference in the tone of question that lacked the previous warmth, because Qiao Luo hastily lifted up his head to look at Fu Zhi Zhou. He was so frightened that his pale face leaked out some rosiness. His voice carried the relief of finally settling down after experiencing a shock as he softly said, “I didn’t cause trouble.”

Fu Zhi Zhou patted Qiao Luo’s small head. He felt that this little rascal was a little malnourished. How could he, a 17 years old kid, still remain like a small bean; so much shorter and so much skinnier than him.

The comparison made his heartache even worse. The cover of self-control that he had erected for himself became a sieve. The feelings of pity and affection could not stop flowing out, so Fu Zhi Zhou couldn’t bring himself to say something serious. He could only coax, “Tell Gege what’s going on, alright?”

Qiao Luo snuggled back into Fu Zhi Zhou’s arms. When he talked, his breath sprayed onto Fu Zhi Zhou’s chest, warm and hot, and he said aggrievedly, “One of the girls in dance class gave me a love letter and I rejected it. But they think that it’s my fault, it’s me who stole their Boss’s girlfriend.”

Was it the girl who provoked those hooligans in the first place or were the hooligans still in their chuunibyou stage, thinking “If I like you, you are Lao Zi1’s girl”? Anyways, their love-hate entanglements, all because one girl fancied Qiao Luo, caused harm to the innocent.

Qiao Luo also thought that they were hooligans who stole students’ money. After all, he looked bulliable and was alone.

Thus, he started to apply everything from the post “When Girls Are In Trouble, Ta-dah! With This, You Can Save One Life”. He threw his wallet with all his might towards the opposite side. Yet the other party didn’t follow the script. Their goal was obviously to beat him up. Not only had they wanted to make him into a waste, they also wanted to destroy his appearance.

Qiao Luo had never gotten into fights since young. Thinking back, it was always Fu Zhi Zhou who stood in front of him, protecting him. But this time round, Fu Zhi Zhou wasn’t around so he started to panic so badly that he practically forgot to fight back, nearly getting kicked in the place where it hurt most.

However, no matter what, he was still a 17-18 years old boy and had the strength that one should have. When he came back to his senses, he used his school bag as a meteor hammer, spinning 7 to 8 rounds without getting dizzy. Although he didn’t manage to hit anyone, he still managed to find an opportunity to squeeze out of the entanglement. He practically ran all the way home in one breath and collapsed right outside the house door.

Furthermore, he was carried in by Father Qiao.

Recalling what happened, Qiao Luo felt a little lingering fear and drilled further into Fu Zhi Zhou’s bosom.

And this was a torment for Fu Zhi Zhou, even scarier than the punishment of Tiger Stool or Chili Water2.

Fu Zhi Zhou was fuming so intensely that his chest faintly started to burn.

He hated that he couldn’t punish those people personally right now.

His family’s little rascal could sing, could dance, was cute and handsome. There wasn’t a single flaw so being liked by girls should be something very normal, wasn’t it?

Fu Zhi Zhou was so angry that he started to lose his focus. He scolded and beat up that group of gangsters from head to toe in his mind.

Qiao Luo didn’t get a reply for a while. His state of getting frightened had entered the comfort zone of his Zhou Zhou gege. The brain which had already stopped thinking suddenly had a jolt.

Qiao Luo panicked a little. He then realised where went wrong. He tugged on Fu Zhi Zhou’s arm, rubbed the palm which was hung around his body and said in a fawning tone, “I didn’t date. She stuffed that to me so I had no other choice……. Really.”

Fu Zhi Zhou himself hadn’t thought of this part. The burning, scorching fiery anger was suddenly drenched by a pot of vinegar from Qiao Luo’s reminder. The burnt smell emitting out was very odd— The exact expression on Fu Zhi Zhou’s face.

Yeah, being liked by girls was very normal. This little tail wasn’t his personal item.

The warning voice of Little Gramps in the call at night started broadcasting: Your partner is about to run! Your partner is about to run!

Fu Zhi Zhou’s spirit came back again and he hugged Qiao Luo, saying with an unnatural tone, “You’ve rejected her?”

Qiao Luo had forgotten his lingering fear and hurriedly said, “Rejected already! You are just like those hooligans, not believing me…….”

Fu Zhi Zhou’s expression became even weirder.

What kind of comparison did the little rascal make? How was he the same as those gangsters?

But the little guy had just suffered such a great injustice, so he couldn’t bear to lecture him. He could only lightly smack the clean and clear forehead, “I didn’t say I don’t believe you.”

Qiao Luo looked at Fu Zhi Zhou with uncertainty. His big and watery eyes were tinted with the redness of his previous cry. He opened those eyes wide and hesitantly used his milky nasal voice, “Really? You’re not angry?”

…… Really not angry. But he seemed to be a little…… Ke3, jealous.

The moment this thought came out, Fu Zhi Zhou felt more awkward. He coughed and said unnaturally, “What’s there to be angry about? It’s only accepting a love letter…… It’s not considered a big issue. I’ve also received such things before.”

Qiao Luo didn’t hear his unnaturalness. All he thought of was another question, “Oh…… Then you’ll still hug me to sleep, right?”

Fu Zhi Zhou was rendered helpless.

The little rascal was so foolish, unable to read between the lines.

And this little fool still continued to ask softly, “You’ll hug me, right? If you don’t hug me, I’ll have nightmares.”

Fu Zhi Zhou adjusted himself to make the Qiao Luo in his arms feel more comfortable and said, “Hug. Even if you have a nightmare and kick me away, I won’t let you go. Now are you reassured?”

He pushed Qiao Luo’s head back into his bosom, one arm hooking around the other’s slender waist. Using a coaxing manner as if to gently pat a child to sleep, he acted like an older brother who was extremely dedicated both in mind and in words, “Sleep.”

Qiao Luo obediently closed his eyes, rubbed his head against the bosom, resembling a little milky kitten who had returned to its own nest.

However, Fu Zhi Zhou couldn’t fall asleep.

Qiao Luo’s sleepy face was especially docile. He lay bonelessly in his arms and the soft strands of hair rubbed against his lower jaw. His eyelashes curled into a small circle, creating a shadow under his eyes. His small face had some blush of colour, making it rosy and plump.

Fu Zhi Zhou looked at Qiao Luo’s whirlpool of hair and found everything about him so fatally adorable.

Little Gramps’ words started its brainwashing again— “You’re just merely going to wait?”. These words that were uttered may perhaps be a substitute for these words which he couldn’t bear to say— “Are you certain that you’re able to wait?”

The moment Fu Zhi Zhou thought about how he could explain everything clearly to the grown up Qiao Luo, he momentarily felt a little panicked.

Where in the world did he get that self-confidence, to think that this was his own little tail.

He didn’t dare to let Qiao Luo mull over this question– “Was he selfish for hogging him for so many years as a “brother”?”

Fu Zhi Zhou quietly hugged Qiao Luo closer to himself. He was a little greedy for the soft and tender feel of the pliant boy in his arms. He thought to himself depressingly, “If you don’t like me in that way…… Just what am I supposed to do?”