The flowers of brotherly war bloom and fall

On Saturday night, it was Qingya's turn to go to the hospital to take care of Zi.Youjing, Yachen, and many older brothers are naturally worried about Qingya going out with a girl.

But Qingya was fine, everyone's exhortations and some yells of disapproval drifted past her ears, and with the sound of the door closing at the entrance, there was no sound behind her.

Ah, the world is quiet...

It's already the second day, although Azusa's complexion has improved a little, but she is still like a weak willow facing the wind, making Qingya feel that if the wind is stronger, Azusa will be blown away... ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Frightened by this funny idea, I couldn't help but feel happy~

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"It's you, Qingya." The voice on the hospital bed seemed to have lost all confidence, and Azusa, who felt tired even when she opened her eyes, suddenly felt as warm as the starry sky lit up the moment she saw Qingya.

Although I didn't care too much about this feeling.

"Yeah, it's me. Very disappointed?" Qingya inserted the flowers sent by Qizhi, and suddenly felt that she was so witty. The originally empty vase suddenly became full of vitality, and it was much more pleasing to the eye.

"No, I..." Seeing Zi's hurried explanation, Qing Ya suddenly pursed her lips into a smile, like a flash in the pan, but it left an indelible mark in Zi's heart.

"Just kidding, don't be so serious, you're really not cute at all." Qingya spread her hands helplessly, her expression of "I'm really defeated by you" made Azusa laugh.

"...Thank you, Qingya." After a long time, Zi suddenly spoke with a burst of tenderness, which made Yami a little surprised at his frankness.

"Thank me for what?" Qingya was a little puzzled, sitting next to Zi, resting her chin in one hand, still looking lazy.

"I can't say enough, anyway, thank you." Zi smiled and lay on the bed, turning her head to look at Qingya.

"Tsk, thank you but didn't make it clear, it's really strange, I don't accept it." Qingya crossed her arms and looked at Zi, who had been smiling and silent, suddenly felt that Zi was not as indifferent as she imagined.

"By the way, Qingya, can I ask you a question?" Azusa spoke cautiously, and was worried that it would touch Qingya's deep chords about the past.

"You ask first, and I'll see if I can answer well." This was a smart answer.

"The first time you came to our house, I seemed to feel..." Azusa slowly raised her head, her eyes looked directly at Qingya's pupils without any hesitation, as if she needed to draw her own answer from there, "Look at my His eyes seem to be looking at something through me."

"..." Qingya didn't expect him to ask this, so she was silent for a while.

"Your brother and I look very similar, don't you?" Zi opened her mouth softly, and seemed to be speaking directly to the truth in Qingya's heart.

"Yes." Qingya slowly turned her head, looked at the cold moonlight outside the window, couldn't bear to see Zi's disappointed eyes on the hospital bed.

"So I'm just a stand-in." Azusa said softly, looking down at the soft quilt.

He couldn't explain what was causing the dissatisfaction in his heart besides the sense of loss.

"No, you are Asahina Azusa, you are not anyone's substitute." Azusa looked at Qingya who was holding her hand tightly, the temperature on Qingya's hand seemed to be cooler than her own, "Mr. Azusa, please don't think so. Brother He... is gone, and no one can be his substitute."

The girl's words were clear, as if she was stating an unchanging fact, Azusa slowly opened her pupils——

"Asahinazu is Asahinazu..."

"Then Qingya, can you tell me about your brother?" Zi seemed to be pushing an inch, with a gentle smile, which in Yami's eyes was a flat smile like a wind bucket.

"Are you threatening me because you are a patient?" The voice suddenly turned eight degrees colder, and Azusa felt only gusts of cold wind hit.

"Ah, how come?" Azusa didn't mind, smiling brightly. "But——if you don't want to say it, I won't force it, so forget it. Thank you for not using me as a substitute, Qingya."

"..." Seeing Zi's somewhat disappointed expression, Qingya couldn't bear it.

The guy Yinxiao Wuling said that what should be let go must be let go.Qingchuan was already dead.

It would be better if you said it, wouldn't it?

"Hello..." He said a little awkwardly, looking straight out of the window with elegant eyes, not daring to look at Azusa on the hospital bed, "I'll talk to you about this matter tomorrow... Anyway, you should have a good rest tonight. "

Seeing the girl's awkward expression, Azusa opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"Can you call me brother?"

"It's time to sleep, brother Zi."

"Ok!"

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