Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

When he woke up, Qiuren was sitting by the bed and was peeling an apple for him. His slender, white fingers deftly manipulated the sharp fruit knife, and the thin apple peel followed his movements in a circle. slowly fall off from the flesh. .

As dusk approached, the warm orange sunset light spilled into the room along the window lattice, and the handsome profile of the young man seemed somewhat blurred under the setting sun.

"You're angry."

Hong lay on the bed, looked at the young man sitting by the bed, and said lightly.

"At least not happy."

Qiu Ren raised his head, the transparent lens on the bridge of his nose reflected the drunken light in the setting sun, his moderately thick lips were now pursed into a line, he didn't look at the boy on the bed, but concentrated on peeling the apple in his hand.

"I didn't expose my ability. You said that I should not expose my ability to outsiders."

"So you mean you want me to praise you? Because you are a good obedient boy."

Qiu Ren put down the fruit knife in his hand, got up from the stool and stood beside the young man, he still held the peeled apple in his hand, his bony white fingers almost blended with the snow-white flesh.

The young man didn't speak, but just stared blankly at the young man's hand. Qiu Ren's body was thin and thin. Although he was not short, his skeleton was smaller than his peers, especially the skeleton at the wrist, which was too slender and even made people feel uncomfortable. It creates the illusion that it can be broken with a light fold. The slender skeleton is covered with a layer of white, almost transparent skin, and the light blue veins on the wrist can be clearly seen.

For some reason, he had a sudden urge to hold that hand, and he did.

"It's useless to act like a baby at this time."

Qiu Ren glanced at the young man's little hand grabbing his wrist, which made it look like the young man was acting coquettishly with him.

The young man withdrew his little hand silently, thinking about the touch he felt in his right hand at that moment.

"Ayumi has been waiting here for a long time, and she just left. She said that she must thank you when you wake up."

Qiu Ren stretched out his hand and lightly touched the circles of white bandages wrapped around the young man's forehead. He didn't notice that the young man was wandering, but thought that he had just woken up and was a little dizzy, so he hadn't recovered yet.

"Ah."

"The doctor said that your injury is not serious. You just passed out from the knock and did not cause a concussion. You will be discharged from the hospital when you wake up."

"Ah."

"The Feng family's private helicopter is parked on the roof of the hospital, and they can go back directly after completing the discharge procedures."

"Frozen."

"Ok?"

Qiu Ren stretched out his hand and pinched him hard on the face, and a red mark immediately appeared on the boy's fair face.

"Does it hurt?"

Qiu Ren looked at the young man with a dull expression in front of him, as if he didn't realize what happened.

"pain."

The boy nodded honestly.

"That's right, feeling pain means that you are a normal human being, and you are also an ordinary person. All Might will become a hero loved by everyone not only because he is willing to help others, but also because he has great strength. Having both can bring smiles to the people he has helped. No matter how much you admire All Might and want to become a hero like him, you are only seven years old now. Think carefully before thinking about being a hero to save others Do you have that ability? If you can’t even guarantee your own safety, how can you protect the safety of others.”

There was no smile on the corners of Qiu Ren's mouth, under his eyes, or on his face. The approachable young man in the past exuded a cold and serious aura all over his body at this moment. The temperature of the air conditioner in the ward was not low, but the young man felt it personally. A faint chill.

"……Feel sorry."

After a while, the boy lowered his head and apologized softly to him.

"You shouldn't be apologizing to me."

Qiuren sighed softly.

"It's you who gets hurt. You have to be responsible for yourself. I don't plan to take care of that much, but..."

"why?"

Before Qiuren finished speaking, the boy suddenly raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Why didn't you plan to take care of so much?"

"..."

Qiu Ren was taken aback by his question. At first he thought it was a way the boy came up with to change the subject, but when he saw the serious expression on the boy's face, he knew that the boy really wanted to ask this question.

"Why didn't you follow this time? You obviously followed me last time in Osaka..."

The boy suddenly changed the question.

"This time the situation is quite special, I can't be absent."

Thinking that the boy was blaming him for not coming to Izu with him, the look on Akito's face and the tone of his speech softened a bit.

The boy looked at him suspiciously, "Then why are you here now?"

Qiu Ren sighed, "That's not because you went to the hospital."

"So I'm more important than the school trip, right?"

Although this sentence is a rhetorical question, the young man said it completely in an affirmative tone, and while speaking, he looked at the young man opposite him seriously, as if he wanted to ask for his affirmation.

Qiuren couldn't laugh or cry, "What are you doing with school trips?"

"..."

The boy didn't speak, but just looked at him motionless, Qiu Ren was defeated by his stubbornness, so he could only nod helplessly.

"Of course you are more important."

"Then why didn't you follow me this time?"

The boy didn't give up after getting his own satisfactory answer, but asked the original question again.

"Since I'm more important than the school trip, why didn't you come here?"

"..."

Qiuren never thought that the boy would be jealous of the school trip, and he didn't know if this was considered jealousy. Anyway, the boy at this moment seemed to have deep resentment towards his school trip.

"Well, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you in Okinawa. I shouldn't have been by your side when you were in danger."

Looking at the bandage on the young man's forehead, Qiu Ren sighed, the seriousness he had previously had completely collapsed at this moment, and he finally made a concession.

Forget it……

After all, he is only seven years old now...

"I'm only seven years old now."

The boy looked at the young man opposite him seriously.

"Not yet old enough to be self-reliant."

Hearing the word "self-reliance", Akito was stunned for a moment, and then realized in an instant that Yamada must have slipped his mouth by accident.

Sure enough, you shouldn't talk too much with the guy who is not tight-lipped.

"I'm not asking you to be completely independent right now."

The peeled apple in Qiuren's hand, the original snow-white flesh slowly oxidized into light brown in the air.

"You seem to have gradually adapted to the environment here recently, and you can get along with Conan Ayumi and the others normally. Although I am your guardian, I have no right to interfere with your personal freedom, so I don't think I need to talk to you at the beginning. It's time to restrain you everywhere and discipline you in every way..."

"Why isn't it necessary?"

Before Qiuren finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

Hong sat up from the hospital bed, his young back straightened, his blue and gray eyes fixedly stared at the young man opposite him, and his immature face showed a solemn and serious expression.

"It's fine as before, I like to be controlled by you."

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