[Tutor Skylark] The blue sky is like glass

?The same cold night, the same cold moon and stars.

The damp cold wind blew against the car windows, and there was a rustle on the deserted and silent street, the sound of rolled up fallen leaves and garbage.In the silent night, on the wide street, it spread far away, looking desolate and deserted.

This is what Mitrell saw when she was able to step out of the hospital, get into the car driven by Skylark in the underground parking lot, and drive to the apartment complex on East Avenue.In less than two weeks, she lost a lot of weight due to the sequelae of poisoning. Sitting in the co-pilot seat, she felt as weak as if she was about to sink in.She sank into the seat, turned her face to the other side, stared at the scenery outside the window, her breathing was slow and heavy.

Sure enough, he was still a patient.Skylark glanced casually at her, drawing this conclusion.Too fragile.he thought unemotionally.

Following the route provided by Mitrell, Skylark drove on the road without distraction. In the desolate night, the atmosphere in the carriage was also deserted.

"Mr. Skylark, have you...have you investigated the origin of that child?" In the silence, Mitrell suddenly asked, with a little expectation in her tone.

Skylark frowned imperceptibly.

"No, that's not important." He was stating a fact.The kid pretending to be Lan Lancasa is just a tool for people to use. He doesn't know that he is a human bomb from time to time. It is basically meaningless and valuable to investigate his origin, and it will not help the current operation much.

The death of this child certainly aroused the anger and hatred of Hibari Kyouya, but he believes that the important thing is the result. He will seek justice for the death of the child, but he will not take information that has nothing to do with the result to heart .

But this woman doesn't seem to think so.He narrowed his eyes.

"Isn't your organization good at gathering intelligence?"

Mitrell sighed in disappointment, and her expression became even more fatigued: "This is the information I personally want to know, and I don't want to trouble anyone with it. I just think that I still don't know the name of that child until after his death, and I feel very sorry .” She spoke slowly, her tone weak and soft, as if she was holding back and did not dare to take a hard breath.

Without turning his head, he caught sight of her drooping profile and eyes.Without even thinking about it, the words just slipped out of the tongue.

"So what if you know, he's dead, that's a fact."

She took a breath, slowly closed her eyes, and pressed her dry and peeling lips tightly.

Then he squinted at her, and added: "What can you do now, for that child?"

Her eyelids were trembling slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings, and then she opened her eyes, let out a long breath, and a little light gathered in her eyes, igniting her eyes.

"Of course I will do my best to help other people who have fallen into the same clutches as him." She clenched her fists, her finger bones protruding, "I will never allow the same thing to happen before my eyes."

Withdrawing his gaze, Yunque raised the corners of his lips slightly at this time, and his eyes softened: "Very good determination."

When her mood calmed down, Mitrell came back to her senses belatedly, ah, she seemed to be comforted by Lark just now.Although this man was still so cold and harsh, she really felt a trace of tenderness from him.

Yes, this inconsiderate way of comforting him is his usual style.

Aware of this incredible thing, Mitrell couldn't believe it.It's not that she doesn't believe that Lark has a gentle side, but she never thought of using this gentleness on herself.

For some reason, her heart beat vigorously, and with it, a little burning started from her cheeks to her neck.

It's so hot that it's hard to breathe.

Mitrell rested her face in her hands to hide her turbulent emotions.

Skylark heard her breathing become irregular, and thought she was a weak patient, which led to a very reasonable misunderstanding.He frowned even tighter, with the corners of his eyes slanted, and said coldly, "Hold on, don't let me fall down here." He caught a glimpse of her flushed face and thought it was a symptom of fever.

"It's okay, I'm fine, just a little hot." Mitrell looked at him and quickly clarified.

Since she said so, he should have let her go.but……

Skylark slowed down and pulled over.

"What's wrong?" Mitrell asked puzzled.

Skylark ignored her, stopped the car, unbuckled her seat belt, and turned to face her, so frightened that Mitrell also turned sideways to stand ready.Then he made a move that took her by surprise.

He supported the back of his chair with one hand, and leaned towards her with the other.The slender arms crossed the narrow space, skimmed the edge of her field of vision, and gradually enlarged and approached on the retina.Resolutely, resolutely, and irresistibly, he attacked her with such an aura, and what followed was his cold breath when he approached.

In Mitrell's life, it was rare for her to stand still and let others slaughter her, but now, it is definitely one of those rare experiences.

She didn't react at all, she could only stare blankly at his face lowered, his arms stretched out to her threateningly.

This is the first time that Skylark took the initiative to approach her!

Immediately, this hand landed lightly on her forehead.Touching and confirming carefully like a superficial touch.

His palm was unexpectedly warm, completely different from the aloofness he gave off, and his palm was gentle and patient.

At the unbelievable moment, time stopped, and all her consciousness was concentrated on the place on his forehead where he touched, it was as hot as a fire, and at the same time, an uncontrollable numbness spread from her forehead, bit by bit. Climb to heart.She held her breath, carefully kept her head up, and stared into Skylark's eyes for a moment.

Mitrell's eyes melted as she watched him.The dark, almost pure black pupils are like streams after melting ice, flowing shallowly, and the water is shining.

Skylark ignored her strange expression.After making sure that she wasn't lying and that she really didn't have a fever, she withdrew her hand and sat back.With a light voice, he whispered: "You'd better not get into trouble again." He restarted the car and drove into the dark night road again.

Mitrell woke up suddenly and returned to reality from the dreamlike scene.

She was still looking at Lark, with confusion, apprehension, and excitement that had not yet calmed down.

He, what does he mean?

"If you fall down, you will become a burden to me. It's too troublesome." A calm and indifferent male voice answered her.The voice didn't seem like she was asking and answering in her head, but came from the right side very clearly.

When did she ask the question aloud? !

Mitrell smiled awkwardly: "Yes, is it?"

Then there is nothing to say.The carriage fell into silence again.The difference is that this time Mitrell's mind is messed up, and it's almost impossible to form effective thinking in such a mess, especially when his body temperature seems to remain on her forehead.Hibari Kyouya looked at the road ahead as calmly as before.

It turned out that this man did not hate touching her.She had thought he disliked physical contact between people.However, judging from his attitude, he doesn't just hate it, he just doesn't feel it!

After thinking this through, Mitrell's pounding heart finally slowed down.What he did just now was meaningless to him, it was just checking her condition.She quickly waved her dream bubble away.

Moreover, she also discovered one more thing.She had offended Skylark unintentionally before, making him chase after her angrily, but if this person took the initiative to attack, he would not take it to heart.

What a self-willed man.Sometimes it's really nerve-wracking.

But... no matter how much she explained, no matter how much she found out the reason, at that moment just now, her heart was moved.

Mitrell sighed very lightly.

It's not that Skylark didn't notice the abnormal expression of the woman beside him, but he didn't think that it was caused by his actions. He still thought that her body hadn't recovered yet.In one respect, Lark is quite dull.But he can trust her ability, he knows she will not fall easily.

The car slowly stopped at an alley on Dongmian Avenue.

On the left is a row of old single-family duplex houses.Mitrell got out of the car first, and when she was standing on the side of the road, a gust of cold wind hit her, and she was so cold that she shivered.She only wears a long-sleeved thin coat, which is enough for the well-heated hospital and car, because the skylark's request came suddenly, and she even forgot to go back to add more clothes.

Enduring the cold, she was about to walk up the three stone stairs, and knocked on the door according to the agreed signal, and it shouldn't be cold after entering.As soon as she took a step, a pure black handmade suit jacket flew towards her head and face. She shrank her neck and stretched out her hand just enough to catch the clothes thrown by Lark.

Mitrell clutched his warm coat tightly, while he circled the car body, passed her, and strode ahead of her without changing his expression.

There is no need to explain a word.She quickly put on his coat and trotted to follow his footsteps.

She told herself that it was just Lark's unique tenderness, whether it was towards her or anyone else.As if doing so would lower your heart rate.

Skylark stood in front of the door, standing sideways, looking at her. She was wearing a baggy coat, with two sleeves that were too long, and ran up quickly.

The closed door opened smoothly.An old woman wrinkled like dried eggplant appeared behind the door and led them down the ground.Even she had never seen the old lady.

There is a very inconspicuous basement entrance on the floor of the storage room on the first floor, and the old lady is waiting beside it. Mitrell opened the basement baffle, saw a staircase extending downwards, and entered first.Skylark pursed her lips in displeasure, Mitrell looked back and saw his appearance, and asked, "Mr. Skylark, why don't you wait up there, and I'll bring him up?"

Yunque narrowed her phoenix eyes and said coldly: "No need, keep going." He followed and walked down the stairs.

Mitrell had to shut up and go her own way.

The stairs are very narrow and small. Every time you pass a certain distance, there will be a camera. Lark observes silently until a door appears in front of you.Before they could reach the door, the door opened from the inside out.

"My dear Triss, you are finally here!" With a hearty laugh, the woman in front of him was about to fall into a bear hug.

Skylark's slightly narrowed eyes leaked a light of displeasure. Immediately, he reached out quickly, grabbed Mitrell's slender arms, and quickly dragged her in front of him before the other's two thick arms closed.

"Huh?" He heard her cry in surprise.

He said angrily, "Don't stain my clothes."

Her eyes opened even wider.