Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

The moment Ah Qi fell, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He nervously looked outside to make sure no one was there before helping Ah Qi into the house, closing the door with his foot and locking it with one hand.

"Brother Xiaoliu, I'm so tired. Can I...stay at your place for the night?" Ah Qi lost consciousness after finishing speaking.

Cao Xiaoliu placed Ah Qi next to the bed. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Ah Qi's body softened and she fell back on the quilt.

"Ah Qi, Ah Qi, wake up!" He lit the light and then his eyes focused.

Ah Qi had a new injury on his arm.

……

Early the next morning, when Cao Xiaoliu opened his eyes, he saw Ah Qi's enlarged face.

He quickly sat up straight, not caring that the thick cotton coat slipped from his shoulders, and his heart skipped a beat.

What is Ah Qi doing?

Why is he so close?

It's like...kissing him secretly.

Ah Qi looked at Cao Xiaoliu's movements, with disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He sat up straight and got off the bed, "Brother Xiao Liu, thank you for taking me in last night and sitting by the bed to watch over me. I'm much better now. I'm leaving now."

Just as Cao Xiaoliu was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

Ah Qi looked stern, quickly put on his coat and put his fingers in his pockets.

Cao Xiaoliu looked normal, stood up and walked to the door.

"Brother Xiao Liu." Ah Qi's tone was wary.

Cao Xiaoliu turned around and smiled, "Don't be nervous, I know who it is."

After saying that, he opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, slim and graceful, with long braids hanging down the back of her head, and a pair of big eyes.

When he saw Cao Xiaoliu, he immediately raised a smile and handed over the food box in his hand.

"Brother Cao, your breakfast today is vermicelli buns and tofu puffs. I added a few pieces of my mother's sour radish for you. It's delicious."

Cao Xiaoliu reached out and took it, "Thank you, I will return the food box to you later when I go to the pottery shop."

"Well, okay." The girl was about to leave, but her eyes caught a glimpse of someone else in Cao Xiaoliu's room, "Brother Cao, do you have a guest here? If you had known, I would have served an extra bowl of tofu."

Cao Xiaoliu shook his head, but before he could speak, Ah Qi's cold voice came over.

"I don't eat tofu."

The girl's expression froze and she said "Oh", then smiled at Cao Xiaoliu and said, "Then I'll go first, see you later."

"Well, see you later."

Ah Qi looked at the girl's smile and the tenderness on Cao Xiaoliu's face, and felt a sting in her heart.

"Brother Xiaoliu, who is that girl?" He said with difficulty.

Cao Xiaoliu closed the door and took out the contents of the food box while answering: "Her name is Xiaoyun, she is the daughter of the landlord of the house I rented. Her mother set up a stall selling breakfast on the street. I I ate all my breakfasts there, which was a way of supporting their business. As time went by, Xiaoyun helped me deliver breakfast, and I would give her the food box and meal money on the way to the pottery shop."

Ah Qi smelled the fragrance of the vermicelli buns, but had no appetite, because he could see that the girl named Xiaoyun looked at Cao Xiaoliu with eyes full of love.

"Ah Qi, since you don't eat tofu puffs, you can just eat some of these vermicelli buns." Cao Xiaoliu put the vermicelli buns in front of Ah Qi.

But Ah Qi didn't answer.

"Forget it, I guess you can't get used to eating these buns." Cao Xiaoliu retracted his hand, lowered his head and smiled.

But the next moment, Ah Qi took the buns away from him, one bite at a time, and by the way, he also ate all the bowl of tofu.

Cao Xiaoliu was dumbfounded, "Don't you...don't want to eat?"

"I'm stuffed."

"Oh." Cao Xiaoliu rubbed his shriveled belly and planned to eat something else later.

Ah Qi suddenly said: "Brother Xiaoliu, can I stay with you for a few more days? My injury needs time to heal."

Cao Xiaoliu nodded and agreed without thinking: "Of course, as long as you... don't dislike this place."

While walking on the road, Cao Xiaoliu was a little worried. Ah Qi refused to tell him why he was injured. I'm afraid there was something complicated behind it, especially the mask, which made him feel very uneasy.

After returning the food box to Xiaoyun, he bought a few vermicelli bags wrapped in oil paper and ate them while walking to the pottery carving shop.

The kid selling newspapers on the street was still shouting loudly: "Excuse me, Japanese Commander Hideshita Matsui was stabbed to death last night."

"Excuse me, Japanese commander Hideshita Matsui was stabbed to death last night."

Cao Xiaoliu bought a newspaper and saw the news on it, with a sneer on his lips.

These Japanese should have died long ago.

I don’t know which hero actually killed Matsui Hideshita.

Very satisfying.

Throughout the whole day, Cao Xiaoliu's mood became extremely good, and even the fatigue from not sleeping well last night was gone.

When the pottery shop closed, Cao Xiaoliu packed two wontons from the street and went back.

But when he returned to the house, Ah Qi was not there. He was the only one in this small room, and there were two bowls of steaming wontons.

Cao Xiaoliu felt a sense of loss in his heart. The room was empty, as if... Ah Qi had never been here.

"I didn't say that I had to recuperate, so why did I leave so soon..."

"I'm back, Brother Xiaoliu." Ah Qi's voice suddenly came from behind.

Cao Xiaoliu turned around and saw Ah Qi holding two wontons in his hand, "Why did you buy wontons too?"

Ah Qi saw the two bowls of wontons on the table and smiled softly: "It's okay. If you can't finish it, you can heat it up and eat it tomorrow."

"Ah."

Ah Qi and Cao Xiaoliu were sitting on both sides of the table, with the steam of wonton filling between them. Even if Cao Xiaoliu raised his head, he couldn't see Ah Qi's expression clearly.

"Ah Qi, are Mrs. Rong and the others okay?"

Ah Qi paused: "Maybe I haven't been back for a long time. Before I left, Mrs. Rong was still the same as before. She liked to play mahjong. The Ronghua Sect was almost handed over to Brother Chang Yu to take care of. Young Master Rong's whereabouts were unpredictable, and I rarely visited him. To be able to see him.”

"Then Lin Shuyang... never came back?"

Ah Qi shook her head: "No."

Cao Xiaoliu lowered his head, "Young Master Rong, I must miss him very much."

The room fell silent for a moment, Cao Xiaoliu ate wontons in silence, and soon the bowl of wontons was finished.

"Brother Xiao Liu, I miss you too."

Cao Xiaoliu looked up and saw the familiar clarity in Ah Qi's eyes, as well as some expressions he couldn't understand.

Ah Qi's words made him a little fanciful, but he had already said this when they met at the pottery carving shop yesterday.

Now he said that he didn't know how to answer the call.

Ah Qi stood up, walked to Cao Xiaoliu, leaned down slightly, looked directly into Cao Xiaoliu's eyes and asked, "Brother Xiaoliu, do you still remember the night before you came to Nanjing?"

From such a close distance, Cao Xiaoliu could see almost every eyelash of Ah Qi. He couldn't help but hold his breath and whispered back: "Remember."

"Then do you remember what we did that night?"

Cao Xiaoliu blinked and fell silent.

Ah Qi's lips raised slightly, with a hint of joy in his tone: "Don't you remember? Then let me help you recall it."