Chapter 167 Pace

After returning home, Aokiji looked at the three unread text messages on his mobile phone and clicked them still a little frustrated.

These three messages were all sent by Shinmei Teruhashi, and their words were full of apology and sadness.

"Sijun, I'm sorry. My brother is a big idiot. I have already scolded him. Sijun, please don't be angry."

"I messed up today's date. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

"I will definitely make it up to Si Jun well next time. Please Si Jun please forgive my brother Meng Lang."

Aokiji looked at Teruhashi Xinmei's sincere words, and then hummed for a while before replying: "Forget it, we are not dating, we are just classmates playing together. You and your brother should make it clear that he should Not so angry.”

Aokiji felt that the word date was inappropriate, so he pointed it out.

As a result, Teruhashi Shinmei on the other end of the phone just felt her heart break to the ground. She sat on her pink princess bed with a dull expression on her face: Why did Sijun say this was not a date? We obviously drank coffee, went shopping, and played games together.

Is it because he hates me?

Ruined.

Teruhashi Shinmei almost wanted to cry. She buried her head in the quilt angrily and slapped the pillow with both hands: "It's all your fault, stupid brother! Why did you do this!"

Outside her door, Teruhashi Nobu was still explaining endlessly: "Xinmei-chan, don't be angry, he is just your classmate, but I am your Onii-chan!"

"I hate you! I don't want Onii-chan like you!" Teruhashi Komimi felt sad and angry in her heart. Her brother was still making trouble here, so she immediately lost her temper with him and shouted to him through the door. : "Don't bother me, go away!"

Listening to Teruhashi Nobu's silence outside the door, Teruhashi Kommei held her cell phone and cried sadly, kicking the quilt in annoyance, not knowing how to make amends with her relationship with Aoki Tsukasa.

Si Jun must be very sad now, right? It must be disappointing, right? You must feel very inferior because of your brother's words, right? I worked so hard to get to where I am now, damn it!

Teruhashi Xinmei was so irritated that she wanted to cry out.

And what about Aokiji at this time?

Secretary Aoki knocked on Qiong's door and asked in a gentle tone: "Qiong? What are you doing?"

He had long forgotten about Teruhashi Sumimi. Anyway, Teruhashi Sumimi also apologized. As for his brother, he would probably never see her again, so Aokiji wouldn't be too angry.

Qiong's muffled voice came from the door: "Play games."

"Can I go in?" After Aokiji said that, he heard a faint hum from inside.

After opening the door, Qiong was still in his familiar position, sitting in front of the computer and actively playing with the mouse and keyboard. Her small body was huddled in the chair, her silver hair wrapped around her body, like an exquisite porcelain doll. There was an indescribable sense of vulnerability in her beauty.

The game I played this time was not the 'Last Survivor' I played before, but a MOBA type battle game. Aokiji doesn't know much about this aspect, but it seems to be similar to the LOL that he has seen others play a long time ago.

Qiong controlled a beautiful girl holding two guns and was killing everyone - anyway, Aokiji saw that she killed the soldiers one after another, so she must be quite powerful.

Aokiji came behind her, sat on the floor and leaned against the bed, with a hint of hope in his tone: "Qiong, are you interested in going out for something to eat together in the evening? I happened to have something to go to Wu Geng Liuli, that black cat . There seems to be a lot of delicious food in the cafe where she works."

Aokiji simply didn't want her to stay at home every day.

Qiong replied casually while playing the game: "No, I don't want to go out."

"Staying at home every day and not opening the windows makes me stink." After Aokiji said with a smile, Kan Qiong turned his head and glanced at himself in annoyance.

"I don't have one. Also, Si, can you not talk to me like you are talking to a child?" After Qiong finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Si would misunderstand something, so he added: "Such metaphors, It’s usually said to five or six-year-old children.”

Aokiji just smiled when he heard this, put his hands on his knees behind her to support his face, and said leisurely: "Qiong is no different from a child when he is willful."

"." Qiong rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

"If you don't want me to say that, just clean up and go out with me later. Let's go have a drink and eat a cake and then come back. It won't take an hour or two." Aokiji tried his best to persuade him. I really don’t want Qiong Tiantian to stay at home. Even if we just go out with him and walk around the house every day, it would be better than now.

Qiong sighed, his voice a little tired: "Do I have to go out?"

"It's just that I want to go out for a walk with you." Aokiji said in a gentle voice, "You play games here alone every day, and I don't know what to do to accompany you."

Qiong's psychological problems cannot be solved by just leaving them alone. Aokiji wants to make Qiong feel his care as much as possible. He thinks this is the best help to her.

".I understand." After Qiong finished speaking, he tapped the keyboard much faster and said calmly: "Then Si, please go back to the room and stay there. I will go out after finishing playing the game."

Upon hearing this, Aokiji stood up happily, looked at her back and smiled: "Then it's settled, I'll wait for you."

"Yeah." Qiong hummed weakly.

Aokiji walked out of the room, closed the door gently for her, sat in his room holding the medical book and read it carefully.

I don’t know how long it took before the sound of opening the door sounded from Qiong’s side. Aokiji stretched, took the hat and put it on his head. He also put on the disposable mask that Teruhashi Sumimi gave him, wrapped it tightly, and then walked out of his room.

As soon as she went out, she saw Qiong, who had already tied her twin tails, standing timidly not far away holding the black rabbit doll he gave her, with the small bag he bought for her hanging on her shoulders.

The hem of her white dress revealed two little feet with white socks, and her white forearms were faintly visible from the loose cuffs. There seemed to be some uneasiness in her eyes on her expressionless face.

Aokiji smiled and nodded to her: "Are you ready?"

"Well." Qiong glanced at him, his eyes a little tangled, turned around and wanted to go downstairs first, but after taking two steps, he stopped again, lowered his head and whispered: "I, I suddenly don't want to gone."

Aokiji walked behind her, reached out and touched her little head, and said softly: "It's okay, we just go for a walk. If you feel uncomfortable, we can come back at any time."

Qiong pursed his lips when he heard this, said nothing, and walked down the stairs.

After putting on his black leather shoes, Qiong watched Aokiji open the door, took a deep breath, tightened the rabbit doll in his arms, and stepped out of the room.

The late autumn sun sets earlier than usual. At this time, the sunshine is already a little dim. Qiong looked at the familiar and unfamiliar streets around him blankly. He followed Aokiji instinctively and grabbed him with one hand. corner of clothes.

Seeing her look, Aokiji felt distressed and a little sad. He stretched out his hand and said in a gentle tone, "Come here."

Qiong's fingers twisted tangledly on the corner of Aoki Si's clothes, and slowly stretched out his little hand and placed it on Aoki Si's rough big hand.

"Let's go." Aokiji smiled at her, held her little hand, and led her slowly towards the distance.

"Today I went to the coffee shop with Miao Fujiwara, the friend who came to my house last time, and Komimi Teruhashi." Tsukasa Aoki told her in detail what happened today, trying to organize his words. , trying to attract Qiong’s attention with stories.

But Qiong just lowered his head, and in his sight, only his small black leather shoes gradually coordinated with Aoki Tsukasa's sneakers. As he walked, he felt the same peaceful feeling as when he was in the shopping street.

The uneasiness and fear that she felt at first were dissipated by the warmth from Aokiji's hands. She raised her head, and Aokiji's slightly thin back looked extremely tall.

Idiot, I already said I didn’t want to come out.

Because that would make me feel like I can't do anything except rely on you.

With a subtle sigh, Qiong quietly quickened his pace, just because of this, he got closer to Aoki Si.

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PS: For the last chapter before it goes on the shelves, let’s think about a small theater!

The cold wind was howling. The author tightened his tight coat, leaned his back against the wall of the alley, and lowered his hood: "Have you brought anything?"

"Bring it." Another hooded man took out a bright silver safe from behind.

The author entered the password, opened it and took a look. The paper inside was blown by the wind and made a clattering sound. The author narrowed his eyes: "Is it enough?"

"They only rewarded me so much. These manuscripts should be enough." The man nodded.

The author smiled evilly (emphasis added) and closed the lid of the safe: "Actually, I am a pigeon-tentacle monster. The explosion on the shelves is stable."