Goddess of Net King VS Goddess

It wasn't until Ji Ya was so tired that he fell asleep that Yukimura let out a breath of relief, glanced around the dark surroundings, gently picked up the pale girl, and walked out slowly.

"Yukimura." Under the dim light, stood a thin and tall boy.

Yukimura Seiichi was a little surprised when he saw who was coming: "Yagyu, haven't you gone back yet?"

Yagyu Hiroshi's gaze was fixed on Aragaki Kiya who had passed out, and when he saw her pale and haggard face, he asked with concern: "Xingcun, is Aragaki alright?"

Holding the girl in his arms tightly with distress, Yukimura Seichi said: "It's nothing. Those good guys have gone away, right?"

Yagyu Hiroshi is not a reckless young man who doesn't know what to say, on the contrary, he is very smart, and he can hear the hidden meaning in Yukimura Seiichi's words. It covered Ji Ya's body, took a step back, and said, "Yes, I just checked it, it's all right."

That's why he stayed.

For the first time, Yukimura Seiichi, who didn't wear a coat, was worried that carrying Kia home like this would cause her to catch a cold. Seeing Yagyu's thoughtfulness, the grateful light in his eyes flashed away. He thanked him solemnly, and then strode away.

That night, Aragaki Kiya fell into an inevitable nightmare.

The little girl with exactly the same face as hers was smiling at her a second ago and chatted with her that if she won the national award, she could perform on the same stage with her, but in the next second she fell into the scene with her face covered in blood. dust.

"...Ya, I'm sorry, no, I'm sorry..." The sleeping Ji Ya overflowed with broken ravings, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, her convulsed body and the situation where she was almost crying but still couldn't wake up made the guard On the side, Aragakihiko and his heart were twisted into a ball.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, wake up, good boy, you'll be fine when you wake up, wake up..." Aragaki Yanhe gently pushed her body with his hands, while suppressing his trembling voice softly.

"Ah!" After a quick scream, Ji Ya finally broke free from the nightmare, hunched over and breathed heavily, like a fish thrown to the shore to fend for itself, panting helplessly by instinct However, it can only slowly lose its vitality in the constant struggle.

Pulling the sweaty Ji Ya into his arms, Aragaki Hikowa patted her on the back like coaxing a child, so that his sister who was about to collapse would have even a momentary sense of security.

At first, she choked up softly, then cried with restraint, and finally, Ji Ya finally gave up her resistance and burst into tears in her brother's warm arms.

"It's okay, it's okay, just cry..." Yan He said softly, holding Ji Ya's arm harder.

"Mingya hates me, she must hate me for leaving her to go out alone that day..."

"No, don't think about it..."

"Obviously, obviously... There are signs of hurting her, but I... I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

"Xiaoya, calm down..."

"Woooooo, I miss her, I miss her, but she doesn't want to see me..."

When the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time found a breakthrough, they finally erupted uncontrollably, causing this normally calm and gentle girl to cry out on the verge of collapse.

The next day, Ji Ya, who cried for most of the night, no longer had the energy to get up.

Aragaki Yanhe, whose face was obviously gloomy, brought the porridge, and while feeding her drink, he said: "After drinking, rest at ease for a day, I will ask for leave from the school for you, you have a good sleep, and I will stay at home looking at you."

Ji Ya said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you brother."

Kyoji flicked Ji Ya's forehead with little strength, and Aragaki Yanhe said angrily: "Since you know that brother is working hard, give me a good rest, and don't let me try my best to persuade you."

Ji Ya lowered her eyebrows and eyes obediently, and responded softly: "En."

Taking away the porridge that she refused to drink after drinking half of it, Yan He tucked her quilt and watched her fall asleep before leaving in peace.

Yukimura Seiichi, who had learned about Ji Ya's leave early in the morning, was obviously a little absent-minded in class. The phone in his pocket vibrated once and then completely quieted down. It was Ji Ya who sent him a text message to reassure him.But when he called back, it was a mechanical female voice reminding him that the user had turned off the phone.

Yukimura Seiichi's calm anxiety caught the discerning Yanagi Renji in his eyes, and he couldn't help sighing. Regarding the information about Aragaki Kiya, he had quietly done some investigations when there were so many specious online news, and , gave the result to the boy who was obviously dissatisfied although he didn't show it.

He will never forget the flash of sullenness on the boy's face when he saw the folder in his hand, and the subsequent determination and sincerity.

"Liu, I'm with her, the important thing is the present and the future, her past, unfortunately I didn't participate, so I don't have any right to comment..."

"If she wants me to know something about her, she will definitely tell me in person, not in this way, this is not conceit, but the minimum trust and respect..."

"Thank you, but, I don't think I need to."

Finally, when the bell rang for the last class in the morning, Seiichi Yukimura picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair, and almost stepped out of the classroom on the teacher's heels.

Ji Ya, who was at home on leave, was sitting with her legs crossed in front of the window in a daze, when she heard the doorbell, she thought it was her brother coming in, but when she saw the head of the person, she was surprised, "Why did you come here, senior?"

Yukimura Seiichi stepped forward unsteadily, seeing that Jiya's eyes were a little red and swollen but still in good spirits, he relaxed his tense mind, and when he saw Jiya's bare feet and the movement of sitting on the ground, he took another My heart raised, "Why do you just sit on the cold floor like this, you will catch a cold".

Saying that, Yukimura took a step forward, bent over, put one arm around Kiya's back, and the other hand wrapped around her bent legs. With a little force, she easily picked up Kiya, put her on the bed, and pulled her away. The thin blanket on one side covered her below the waist.

Facing Kamiyukimura's worried and somewhat angry eyes, Ji Ya pulled his hand flatteringly, motioned him to sit on the side of the bed, then leaned forward, rested her head on his shoulder, and remained silent.

Yukimura's heart suffocated when Ji Ya showed her fragility so brightly, and her arms automatically wrapped around Ji Ya's waist, a little at a loss, "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable, eh"?

Gently shaking her head, Ji Ya's dull voice came to her ears through the touching cloth and skin, "Senior, there are some things that I haven't told you yet..."

The hand stroking Ji Ya's back froze, and then stroked her hair as if nothing had happened, "No hurry, you can tell me anytime you want, I'll just listen."

"Aren't seniors curious?"

"Curiosity, but I don't want to force you." Yukimura sighed.

"Senior, I actually ran away from home and came to Kanagawa..."

"Well, I know." As early as when they first went out to sketch, he heard such a word from Keigo Atobe.

"I also have a younger sister. We are twins. Her name is Ming Ya. She is different from my clumsiness. She has a pair of extremely dexterous hands and can play beautiful tunes..."

Smiled softly, "No, you are also very smart".

"That day, I left her to practice piano at home alone..." Ji Ya's body began to tremble as if recalling some terrible scene, and her voice became difficult, "Then when I came back, I saw...she was covering her There was blood all over my wrist and body, it kept flowing..."

There was a short silence, "Jiya, okay, I don't want to hear it now..." Seiichi Yukimura stopped with a heartbroken hand around Ji Ya.

Ji Ya seemed to have never heard of it, and revealed a secret she kept in her heart that she dared not admit and did not want to admit, "It was our mother, the mother who gave birth to us and raised us, she cut Mingya's wrist with her own hands... ..."

"Jia..."

"Why, that's her own child, why, how can she bear it, because of that person's betrayal..."

"Jia, calm down..."

Ji Ya panted heavily, "Senior..."

"Well, you said."