[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

Ah Qing felt that Prison Temple was a little bewildered recently.

I always feel that he has become more and more angry recently.Could it be that people have become time bombs because too many bombs are made?

She once secretly asked Ah Gang if the prison temple was possessed by some strange thing.Aang just shook his head blankly.

And Yamamoto—forget it, Yamamoto didn't pay attention to it at all.

She had no choice but to return to her position in frustration.

In the past few days, there is always a cute humanoid tail behind Jiji Temple—ah, it is the cute little girl Meiko Kikuchi whom she encouraged last time.

This shy but tenacious girl always blushes and follows behind the prison temple, giving love bento and some handmade crops.

Ah, love is so beautiful.Ah Qing rested her chin and looked thoughtfully at the little tail behind the black-faced prison temple that could not be shaken off.

However, it seems as if being followed every day can also be counterproductive.It seems that Meizi doesn't know how to pursue the person she likes correctly.

Although he was the only one who was bored with the pursuit of suitors, Ah Gang and the others were extremely envious.

"Hmm... is autumn also the season of love?" Ah Qing pouted and stuck the pen between her upper lip and nose.

"Hahaha, Prison Temple is really enviable these days." Yamamoto moved his chair back, and then picked up Qing's soliloquies.

By the way, Yamamoto, you have no shortage of girls who put love letters on the table.What is there to envy you.

I really envy the children who take the initiative to attack if they like it, their courage is commendable.She squinted and smiled.

"Hayami-san... are you there?" Shugo Yamazaki's gentle voice sounded at the door of the classroom.

The pen on the shelf fell to the table with a "snap".

——Of course that kind of proactive thing doesn't mean falling on your own head.She is not interested in people who are so much younger than her mental age.

"Ah Qing, you are very busy too, hahahaha."

Ah Qing got up and walked towards the door of the classroom, turning his head and glaring fiercely at Yamamoto who had no idea what was going on.

"what's up?"

"Ah, I heard that you like painting...so I thought about buying paints for you." Yamazaki opened the bag, and there were several colors she often used in it.

It's a brand he usually uses—but how did he know?

Ah Qing took the paint and looked at it, then cast doubtful eyes on Yamazaki.

Yamazaki touched his ear and didn't answer, he seemed a little nervous.

Gifts that should not be accepted cannot be accepted, and with such a mentality, Ah Qing still refused the things.

——Children, it is better to chase after children of the same age.

Ah Qing returned to his seat and continued to hold his chin, in a daze without interest.

"Huh? What was that person's name just now... It seems that he gave you something and you didn't take it." The bored Yamamoto came to talk again.

"Yeah... I don't like him. After all, you know Yamamoto, how could I like someone who is so much younger than me?"

Yamamoto nodded with a vague understanding, then moved back and lay down on the table to get ready for sleep.

Ah Qing immediately felt bored, and skipped class to go to the rooftop to have a shower.

At the end of autumn, the rooftop looked a little bleak, and the wind became cold.Ah Qing couldn't help shrinking her neck, wrapping her neckline tightly.

It's better here.Quiet and undisturbed.

She walked to the edge of the bench on the roof and lay down, looking at the blue sky.Different from the sky in my hometown, Bingsheng, a small town that retains a traditional way of life, has not developed industry too fast, and the sky is still a beautiful blue.Occasionally soft white clouds float across the clear sky, which is really a masterpiece of heaven.

Ah Qing raised his hand and spread his fingers, and the azure blue was divided into different landscapes by the gaps between his fingers.

It's really a good weather for sleeping. Even though I feel a little bit cool when I first arrived on the rooftop, the warm sun shining on my body catalyzes a little laziness.

She narrowed her eyes sleepily.

When Prison Temple climbed to the rooftop because of impatience, Ah Qing had already fallen into a deep sleep.

He was annoyed by the inexplicable appearance of a small tail that stuck to his back like brown candy every day.When he walked into the rooftop to adjust his mood, he found that the bench not far away had been occupied.

At this moment, his upset and irritable mood was even more dissatisfied, and he strode towards the bench in big strides.

"Hey—" He was going to chase the person on the deck chair away, but when he saw the person clearly, he suddenly closed his mouth.

The girl lay curled up on the chair, frowning slightly, she was clearly asleep.She didn't know what dream she was in, and she was muttering something inaudible.

Prison Temple, who originally wanted to force away the person occupying the chair with arrogance, changed his mind.

He learned from the little tail whose name he didn't remember that she decided to continue pursuing him because she was encouraged by the woman in front of her.

One of the things Gakuji Hayato hates the most is being self-indulgent.

It doesn't matter whether it's the woman whose name I don't remember, or the woman who is sleeping soundly in front of me.

His brows were tightly locked together, as if he was very angry at Qing's behavior of encouraging others by talking to himself and causing trouble for himself.

He wanted to kick Ah Qing who was sleeping peacefully, but he still stopped his actions.

After thinking for a long time, he still took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on Ah Qing casually.Although he is not such a person, he upholds a good gentleman's demeanor for fear that the person in front of him will catch a cold.

Wearing only a thin shirt, Ji Si felt that every pore was clamoring for coolness. He rubbed his arms and walked to the barbed wire to lean against.

Overlooking the entire Bingsheng Middle School from the top of the building, the building complex is divided into equilateral rhombus by barbed wire, which looks extraordinarily regular.He rubbed his temples, glanced at Ah Qing who hadn't noticed, and lowered his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't know that his temper is getting more and more irritable, which is a manifestation of anger.In short, no matter what you see that woman does, you just want to pick a thorn.

Prison Temple couldn't help but see the girl blushing facing the boy who confessed to him.This was the first time that Yusi saw Ah Qing's shy face with flushed cheeks. Although she rejected him without hesitation, the drunkenness in those eyes lingered deeply in her memory.

He thought of the woman who shed tears looking at the snuggling couple in the night, it seemed that she was not the same person as the one in front of him.Can a sweet confession change a person?

Inexplicably felt a burst of irritability.He took a cigarette from the pack and lit it.The cigarette was caught between the slender and slender knuckles, and the smoke was released leisurely.The familiar smell of tobacco reassured him inexplicably.

His face also became blurred in the lingering smoke, and his moist eyes became blurred.

When Ah woke up, she found that there was an extra coat on her body, and she was a little puzzled.There was a faint smell of tobacco in the large school uniform jacket, and she couldn't help shivering.

She glanced around and saw a slender boy smoking a cigarette against the barbed wire.The curling smoke could not see his expression clearly.

"Why are you here?" Ah Qing walked towards the other party while rubbing his eyes.

Prison Temple just glanced at her lightly without speaking, and looked into the distance again.

Ah Qing pouted, looking at the stumped cigarette butts on the ground.

"Smoking is bad for your health."

The other party squinted at her, then continued to put the cigarette into his mouth and took a puff.Smoking is bad, and of course people who smoke secondhand smoke are even worse.

Ah Qing frowned, "Why don't you speak?"

"Hey, you're annoying, woman." He turned his head abruptly, his deep voice tinged with anger.

"..." Since the other party was in a bad mood, Ah Qing didn't have the heart to say more.

"You are not qualified to help me decide anything, don't talk to yourself." This seemed to be his ultimatum.Perhaps it is a kind of concession that he hasn't yelled at the person in front of him until now.

Ah Qing realized that it was she who encouraged Meiko to pursue bravely, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

"...I'm sorry. I just saw that the child was very pitiful, so I wanted to help her."

Prison Temple sneered again with extreme contempt, and the misty smoke ignited by faint sparks on the cigarette seemed calm and pure.

Ah Qing bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed.

"So, you were the one who told Yamazaki about...the paint?"

The knuckles holding the cigarette were stiff, probably acquiescing.

"A person who has always been arrogant and grumpy would actually do this kind of thing... Presumably, you are the only one who has seen the paint I use."

"Hello." Hearing what Ah Qing said about himself, he said quite dissatisfied.

"...You don't want to use the way of others to treat others, do you?"

"..." Prison Temple did not speak.

"You also do such a boring thing?" Ah Qing suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.Although his temper is usually so bad that he would die, the prison temple will only lose its mind when it encounters things related to A Gang.I didn't expect him to be so naive this time.

"You're boring too." He replied unceremoniously.

Ah Qing was a little surprised. I don't know if it was because of the cold wind that the anger point of the prison temple dropped below zero. He just talked to himself in a vague voice all the time.No more frizz and no more getting angry when you say something wrong.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." She waved her hand and looked flatteringly at the silent prison temple.

To be honest, this little kid looks unexpectedly good-looking when he smokes.I don't know if it's because of the smog, but the prison temple's eyes are complicated.The gray-green reflection reflects the clarity of the sky.

This is very different from the prison temple that usually runs away at every turn.Usually, he is respectful and sometimes clumsy when facing his beloved Judaime, but he is irritable and proud when facing other people.Ah Qing was the only one who had never seen him like this, with long eyelashes like a girl, and emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand.The whole person has matured a lot, perhaps because he has carried too much weight alone.

Ah Qing was a little absent-minded, and unconsciously stretched out her hand to touch his cheek.It seems that just one click can share his fatigue.

Prison Temple seemed to be taken aback, and his expression returned to his usual fierceness.

"Stupid woman, what do you want to do!"

She shivered, and suddenly realized what she had done unconsciously, and immediately changed the hand that touched his cheek to pinch his face hard.

"Children, why are you pretending to be deep! It's better for you to be fierce!" In order to hide her embarrassment, she hurriedly made a face.

As Ah Qing expected, Prison Temple immediately became furious.

"You're so fucking stubborn!" He immediately swears and shatters the dull atmosphere in one fell swoop.

No one dared to touch him when he was so big.Ordinary women would walk around as long as they saw his appearance, let alone approach him-I was almost blinded by her tears and sleepiness.

He threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground resentfully, and immediately pointed at the woman in front of him and roared.

Ah Qing looked at his eyes that seemed to be spitting out flames, and his depression was inexplicably swept away.Her lips couldn't help evoking a comfortable arc.

"What are you laughing at!" The other party waved his fist as if trying to wipe himself out of his ecstasy just now.

"It's nothing, I'm just happy to see you back to your current appearance."

Ah Qing didn't need to think about it, he knew that when he saw the prison temple just now, he wasn't just angry at her self-indulgence, he was thinking about more things.

She has no right to ask or touch these things.But - as expected, the little ghost should be more energetic.

She smiled and turned her gaze to the sunny sky.

The author has something to say:

_(:з」∠)_I started to get started with the emotional drama slowly.cough cough