[Tutor] A boy jumped over the wall

Chris lay on the ground in a daze, feeling the pain all over his body as if falling apart, and he didn't recover for a while.

What a shame...

If Squalo saw it, he would definitely not admit that he taught him.After all, after learning swordsmanship for so long, he fell on the crème brulee before he could make a move?

He propped himself up embarrassingly with one hand and wanted to get up, but suddenly a strong force came from his back, instantly pressing him hard on the floor.

Chris could clearly feel a foot firmly on his back, and for a moment he seemed to be able to hear the rattling sound of his bones, which made him almost out of breath, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"What are you going to do! Get your feet off!"

Someone with his chin propped picked up a glass of tequila, swirled the glass leisurely a few times, and then took a sip slowly.

He ignored Chris' struggle, looked at the people on the ground like turtles that couldn't turn their shells over, blushed and cursed angrily, and suddenly opened his mouth

.

"You want Squalo?"

Just one sentence made Chris's movements instantly stiff.Immediately he shouted angrily: "This is with you... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, and the force on his back suddenly increased, as if to punish him for his disrespectful attitude.

"Quick, let go of me, my ribs are about to break..."

XANXUS doesn't care about his broken bones, and the cold and hard lines are not moved at all.

"Say."

"You!" Chris sweated profusely from the pain, took a few short breaths, and vaguely felt a bloody smell in his mouth, which almost made him sick.

"I... I like Squalo, but I never thought of getting him..."

"I can see him, I'm just... very happy..."

Getting a completely different answer than expected, XANXUS snorted coldly, retracted his feet and continued to rest on the table.

"Garbage, how long do you want to see it?"

Chris was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that what he said was not meant to himself, the blood all over his body instantly congealed, and it was so cold that it made people shiver.

He anxiously turned his eyes to the door, and saw a person he least wanted to appear here.

... Squalo.

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When Chris woke up, there was a vast expanse of white everywhere he could see.He stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze, in a terrible mood.

He still remembers how he stood up with difficulty, the pain in his chest was so painful that he couldn't even breathe.

However, what hurt him the most was not the injury, but... Squalo's eyes.

Cold, decisive, shocked... and many emotions that he didn't understand at all mixed together.

It's just that there is no trace of joy.

He didn't know whether it was the pain of the wound or the unconcealed bitterness in his heart at the moment, he just felt sore in the nasal cavity, and a piercing pain pierced his heart wave after wave.

Chris felt like he was going to die in pain.He emphasized over and over again that he had to be calm, but he couldn't control his physiology at all, and his whole body was shaking violently.

He bit his lip, his face pale and scary.

"Are you OK."

Seeing his strange reaction, Squalo frowned and walked towards Chris.

Chris's head was already buzzing, and everything in front of him was spinning rapidly.He couldn't hear what Squalo was saying at all, it seemed that he was sucked into a huge vortex, and the rumble was deafening like the noise of a noisy lawn mower.

He closed his eyes in despair, his body shook, and he fell down suddenly.

……

Recalling the appearance of being out of control, the bottom of my heart can't help but feel sad again.

Chris covered his face with his hands, and the tip of the infusion needle was accidentally torn off by his movements, and blood beads began to ooze from the back of his hand soon.

Squalo just saw this scene when he opened the door.

Surprised and angry, he rushed forward and pulled Chris up.

"Damn! What are you going to do?!"

"Squalo?"

Chris was taken aback by his movement, and slammed into the unfamiliar but familiar embrace following the inertia.When his head hit the hard muscle, he felt a little dizzy, and subconsciously hugged the tight waist.

The body in the embrace suddenly stiffened, and his face was pressed against the cold and smooth clothes, and his cheeks felt itchy, and he wanted to scratch them.

"stand up."

He couldn't help but wake up when he heard the familiar low and hoarse voice, only to realize that the culprit was the long silver hair that looked extremely tactile.

Chris froze for a few seconds, quickly let go of his hand, and coughed a few times.

"what happened?"

Squalo regained his stern look, and he asked, "Why did you tear off the needle?"

"Hey?"

Chris, who was belatedly aware of it, saw the tragic scene of blood on his hands, and quickly picked up the paper towel beside the bed to wipe it off.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"……never mind."

Originally, he came to see how he was doing, but now that he was alive and kicking, it was obvious that there was no serious problem, so Squalo turned around and planned to leave.

"Squalo!"

Seeing that he was leaving, Chris couldn't help jumping out of bed and stopping in front of Squalo.

"What else do you need?"

"I……"

Now that everything has been exposed, why not speak up?

He calmed down his nervousness, raised his head, and looked at Squalo with lake blue eyes without blinking.

"What do you think of what I said that day?"

Squalo sighed, looking at his straightforward and firm eyes, he couldn't help lowering his voice. "Chris, you are too young to understand this."

"I'm only six years younger than you, what does this mean!" His tone as if he was treating a child made Chris feel angry, and he almost yelled to refute.

"I know I like you, and you know it too, why do you pretend to turn a blind eye? Do you really like XANXUS?!"

"Chris!"

Those light gray pupils shrank suddenly, as if turning into real thorns, piercing towards him coldly.

"And what do you know? How can the relationship between us be described by the shallow bond of so-called liking?" His tone was fast and anxious, and he was never irritated before. "You can't understand what he means to me at all!"

like...shallow...meaningful...

Every time he listened to the next sentence, Chris's heart became colder, until at the end he couldn't help laughing bitterly.

How can I not understand?

You regard him as your everything, and you are the only one in my life.

Where my sword points, where my heart goes.Everything I have belongs to a man named Squalo.

...but he didn't care.

Squalo didn't know that he had misunderstood what he meant, and continued: "Little devil, when you grow up for a few more years, you will gradually understand..."

"How many years?" Chris interrupted him, "Maybe in a few years, you will forget who I am at all!"

In this case, the distance between them will only get farther and farther away.Just like two intersecting straight lines, after crossing the intersection point, the two run in opposite directions, and it is difficult to turn back time.

He couldn't imagine it at all.

"Do you know why I insist on not cutting my hair?"

Squalo spoke suddenly, with a light tone: "I made an oath at the beginning, and if I didn't fulfill that agreement, I will keep it until that day."

"Is it XANXUS?"

"..."

Although there was no answer, Chris understood the meaning of the silence.He wanted to ask how important that person was to Squalo countless times, but he couldn't open his mouth at this time.

"...Squalo. I mean, what if," he tried to keep his trembling tone down, calming his expression. "If one day he wants your life, will you... also give it?"

The room fell into an embarrassing silence.

Chris waited for his answer, like a death row prisoner waiting for the final judgment, feeling uneasy.

After a while, Squalo's expression was indifferent, but his voice was loud: "I will always follow him."

Hearing this sentence, Chris suddenly burst into tears.

"Really, my ribs hurt so much here, did it hurt my lungs?" He kept wiping away the tears from his eyes, and pulled out an exaggerated and ugly smile.

"It really hurts."

It hurts so much, I just want to die like this.

He didn't ask any more questions, and staggered to the edge of the hospital bed and lay down, covering his face with a thick quilt.Intermittent choking sounds came from the quilt.

"Please, please call the doctor."

He felt that he must be terminally ill, otherwise, why would he be in such pain that his heart would twitch?

Squalo's eyes were lowered, his hands were clenched into fists, and even his veins were exposed.

After a while, he said nothing, turned around and left quietly.