[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

Saying you're not nervous is a lie.

Facing Hibari Kyouya's scrutinizing and threatening eyes, Chiaki really felt guilty.But it was only for a moment, and the uneasiness fell from his eyes.How much change a dose of personality-destroying potion can bring about is completely reflected in her body.

If they had paid more attention back then, they would have been able to discover the sudden change in the eyes of the experimenter in the shattered memory—if they had gone deeper, they might have known earlier that this potion was destructive and terrifying.What's more, the hypnosis that penetrated into the brain during personality reconstruction has already been planted in the brain and cannot be pulled out.

Such clear and dangerous eyes that penetrate people's hearts are indeed immeasurably threatening.But more important to Qianqiu is her determination to be loyal.In such a short period of time, Qianqiu already had a calm and composed appearance, firmness and unfathomable depth revealed from the harmless, soft shell without impurities.

On the contrary, Ling showed a surprised expression as if he had been hit in the heart, and then looked at his sister who was nothing unusual, and then lowered his head deeply.

"Mr. Skylark, we have nothing to hide from you." Qianqiu put on a comfortable expression, as if nothing had happened, "It's just that Ling was a little disobedient before, and we haven't reconciled completely yet." She was calm He turned his head sideways and glanced at the boy who hadn't said a word, with a troubled arc on his lips.

"This child is always worrying...Maybe it's because of this kind of emotional disturbance that Mr. Skylark feels different." She turned her head and stretched out her hand to touch Ling's head. The ripples gradually deepened, "Right, Ling?"

Ling raised his head and quickly glanced at the smiling inorganic woman, then carefully glanced at the expressionless man, lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Oh?" Yunque only glanced at it, and Ling felt the sudden pressure.

He did not believe this statement.

Precisely because he doesn't believe easily, it's Hibari Kyouya.

"It's true..." Qian Qiu shook her figure slightly, skillfully covered Ling's slightly nervous expression, and lowered her soft eyelids, "Although it's a little late to say now...I didn't expect to meet Mr. Skylark here suddenly , Hearing the report from Mr. Prison Temple before, I thought the schedule would be delayed indefinitely. It’s great to be able to come back safe and sound.”

Whether it's true or not, at this moment Qianqiu really has a wonderful emotion of remorse and expectation intertwined.It's the regret of not being able to help the family, but it's also the lighthearted feeling of being slightly excited when seeing Mr. Hibari for no apparent reason.

She couldn't help but recall the faint mint-scented embrace just now, and there was a slight heat on her cheeks.

"Welcome back...Mr. Skylark."

Skimming everything else, at least this sentence, is not fake.

Following the soft greeting, Yunque's face softened.At this moment, the frosty coldness of his face seemed to be melted by the warm light.Of course—it would have been better if there weren't those still skeptical eyes sweeping around.

Yunque didn't know whether he gave up on asking for the time being, or really believed Qianqiu's words, in short, he straightened his thin thin lips, and without saying a word, just passed by and left the corridor.

There is still a shallow, unsettling smell of blood in the air.

I don't know if it's someone else's or his own.

And after watching Yunque leave, Qianqiu also seemed to relax suddenly, and heaved a sigh of relief.She put the dog chain on Mi Xiu's neck, and patted the hairball with a reluctant expression as she watched the man leave, as if to comfort him.

"sister……"

"Let's go back." Holding Mi Xiu, Qianqiu brushed the hair that fell from his ears, and wrapped his coat tighter, "Since Mr. Skylark has returned, we should go back to the original place .”

As soon as the words fell, she patted Ling's shoulder with a long way to go, and then walked forward.

……

If it wasn't because of Qianqiu's success, perhaps Peng Gelie has not yet reached the point of stalemate.

Although the secret is small, it will eventually become empty.

While the Greet family was slowly spreading their fangs, making Sawada Tsunayoshi sweat profusely, the harmless culprit was driving back to the Yunzhai, with that calm and softness.

Mi Xiu leaned gently at Yunque's feet, as if he missed his big friend very much.

Qian Qiu leaned his head against the car window, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Once she returned to Yunzhai, she lost this short and great opportunity.Because she understands that the water-tight lark will not say a word, think a little more, no matter how much memory is read, she will only get the silent side face of this elegant and indifferent man-put all the thoughts They are buried deep in my heart, like a virtual offensive and defensive battle.

So, next-

She couldn't help but blinked slightly, her long eyelashes trembling in the light and dust, looking unexpectedly fragile.

The atmosphere in the car was dull and boring.

Ling looked left and right, but didn't find anything interesting.My sister was already leaning against the window, breathing steadily as if she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.And Skylark...

He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the man, but the other party seemed to perceive it, and those clear and clean phoenix eyes also looked back, with invisible pressure.

He obviously didn't do anything, but with such penetrating eyes, Ling felt guilty for no reason.Reminiscent of Skylark's unhesitating suspicion before, he felt even more frightened.Thinking of this, Ling hurriedly buried her head, and stopped looking at the thoughtful black-haired man, cowering like a frightened puppy.

>>>

"Strange...? Miss Cage Island... why didn't she come to collect the letter today?"

Moldo waited on tiptoe at the place where Pengo Lie's headquarters sent and received letters. There were so many people coming and going, but they still didn't see the voice of Cage Island Qianqiu.He scratched his hair in doubt, muttered a few words, continued to grin with a simple smile, and handed the letter to the staff who came to collect it.

There were not many letters left in the mail bag. Mordo opened the bag, looked at the letters in twos and threes lying alone inside, and shrugged helplessly.

Except for the letters that could not be picked up in time, the only one left was Miss Cage Island.

Thinking of the chestnut-haired woman who hurried to get the letter with an expectant expression, Moore couldn't think of a reason for her being late today.

"Strange, it's been quite punctual all along..." Moldo scratched his cheek again, with a puzzled look on his wheat-colored face.He glanced lightly at the envelope lying in the bag, the inside was slightly bulging, as if something was stuffed inside.

He glanced at the sunset that was slowly sinking in the sky, and the orange light and red clouds slowly melted into the last twilight.The red setting sun hit his face, and he couldn't help showing a worried expression.

It can't be tomorrow... come again?

This kind of thing can't be solved by waiting.

Moldo reached into the bag and squeezed the unclaimed letter.A cold and hard texture came out of the envelope, vaguely resembling a medicine bottle.

The expression on his face collapsed, looking a little frustrated.

He casually picked a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, Mouldo wiped the dust on the stone bricks carelessly, and sat down.

Miss Kageshima... where did you go today?

He put his hands on his cheeks, watching the distant sunlight sinking into the mountains little by little, and his mood cooled little by little with the cold sky.

Moldo's worries finally became reality.

Mordo, who became a victim of gaining power, became the communicator connecting the Gretel family and the Cage Island siblings, and was also responsible for the delivery of medicine.

If it wasn't for the operation of such a hub that he used for his own use, Qianqiu would have been insane in the struggling addiction long ago.

However, the sudden arrival of the skylark really disrupted the smooth progress of life in one fell swoop, and Qianqiu, who was calm on the surface, was panicked in his heart.

This Yunshou is definitely not as simple as imagined.

If it's just in getting along with each other in life, although Yunque still has a terrifying appearance that no strangers should enter, at least his behavior is gentle.But when it comes to other things, he becomes almost obsessed with inhumanity.

This includes questioning a person as well.

Qianqiu instantly understood why this thin and delicate looking man was called the most terrifying guardian.

It was because of the momentary panic that she neglected the most important thing - she forgot to notify Moldo of the change of her residence.

And what qualifications does a postman have to know the movements of the distinguished guests invited by Pengo Lie?Letters can be sent on the next day, but too many inquiries will lead to suspicion.

"Ling! Where's my medicine?" After rummaging through the suitcase, Qianqiu ran to Ling's room in a panic, and overturned his luggage in one fell swoop, acting like a waif in distress. There was a kind of hysterical madness.

"Sister, calm down..." Ling hurriedly grabbed the woman who turned her luggage upside down like a trash, "I remember, the last one seemed to be used up two days ago..."

"Used up?" The protective layer on the unruffled face gradually dried up and cracked, and a kind of bewilderment seemed to emerge from the warm and jade-like amber, "You mean...no more?"

Qianqiu's hand left the messy and messy luggage, and grabbed Ling's shoulders, "But, Moldo didn't send a spare?... He..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

By the way... Because of Mr. Skylark's oppression, she left too hastily, and Moldo has not been notified that she has returned here... Then how could the things be delivered smoothly?

The rapidly turning thoughts caused Qian Qiu to fall into the ice cellar, she quickly threw Ling away, and hurriedly opened the door, "I, I'm going to make dinner..."

"Wait... sis—!"

Ling immediately got up and wanted to catch Qian Qiu's leaving figure, but tripped over the horrific clothes spread on the ground.The sudden sharp pain mixed with the bad feeling in his heart, he hammered the floor hard, but there was nothing he could do.

correct.

His sister can't live without that kind of thing now.Has become an inseparable dependence in life.

Feeling unstocked is like walking down the street naked, the vicious, insecure panic of being stripped naked.

……

"What are you looking at?"

Skylark put down the chopsticks in his hand and quietly looked at the distraught woman beside him.

"Huh?" Qian Qiu suddenly came back to his senses, and met those searching eyes.She subconsciously turned her eyes away, but her heart was beating wildly because of this thought, "No, it's nothing..."

"Is that so..." Skylark crossed her arms and stopped moving chopsticks at the fragrant dinner in front of her.

"What's the matter? Are you dissatisfied with today's dinner?" Qianqiu cautiously glanced back at the unmoving young man, and then glanced at the food on the table.

The pair of phoenix eyes with flying eyebrows into the temples just glanced at her indifferently, but the usually expressionless person unexpectedly had lame eyebrows.

"I'm sorry..." Qianqiu grabbed the chopsticks, put a little bit of the soup into her mouth, and in an instant she wrinkled that gentle face, squeezing out unbearable wrinkles.

It's too salty...

God knows how much salt she put into it when she was in a daze in the kitchen.

"Ahem..." Qianqiu coughed lightly and covered her mouth, and put the chopsticks back to their original positions. It seemed that because of making such a horrible meal, she blushed at the moment, like an overripe honey apple.

"I'm very sorry! I'll make another copy!" She hurriedly picked up the tray on the table, and rushed out of the room with her head down.

Skylark didn't make a sound to stop it, but just sat there calmly with her chest folded, her face sculpted like jade was calm, as if she had never been angry.He narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the maroon figure gradually disappear from sight.

his critters.

It seems to have become disobedient.

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