Ema's younger brother

"咚咚-"

Someone knocked on the door three times.

Lying on the bed, Hinata Hinata slowly opened his eyes, and the ignorance in his eyes faded away within a few seconds of waking up - Ema would not disturb his rest in the middle of the night, the person standing outside the door ...is it a human or a ghost?

He clenched the bamboo knife given by Bei Dao that could hurt ghosts, got out of bed quietly and walked to the door.

Even though Asahina's house is the second incredibly clean place he has seen so far, he can't completely relax. In his heart, only the temple where Bei Daozhi is located is the only one that is safe and will not be raped. A safe haven haunted by ghosts.

"Tsk, did you sleep so deeply... If you don't open the door again, others will be woken up by me." The boy outside the door frowned irritably, and his voice was as clear as water drops falling into a pond, "Could it be Pretending to be inaudible on purpose, wanting me to be watched by everyone?"

Hinata, who never restricted his abilities while sleeping, heard clearly the words of the boy outside the door. After a moment of silence, he opened the door: "Mr. Asahina, what's the matter with you?"

He put the bamboo knife behind his back, and looked at Fengdou suspiciously.

"You look sober, you really wanted me to be surrounded by everyone on purpose!" Feng Dou narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly rushed into Hinata Chen's room, "Okay, then you don't have to worry about it."

Hinata Chen who witnessed the whole process of Asahina Fudou closing the door: ...

"What's the matter with you?"

Hearing this sentence, Fengdou, who was originally aggressive, stopped instantly, his beautiful and crystal clear brown eyes flickered for a while, his lips opened and closed several times without saying a word, and finally he stared at him with a look of bitterness and hatred. Hinata Chen gritted his teeth - "What exactly do you want to do?"

Hinata boy silently clenched the bamboo knife.

"……sorry."

Fengdou, who was repeatedly asked about his intentions, finally let go, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito. If it wasn't for Hinata Chen's hearing which was far superior to that of ordinary people, he might not be able to hear what he was saying at all.And it was because he heard it so clearly that he was even more shocked.

"What?" Chen asked back with surprise.

He thought he might be hallucinating.

Winds:……

"It's fine if you didn't hear clearly! Anyway, I'll only say this once! It's impossible for me to apologize again! Plus, I've apologized twice now, okay?"

Fengdou lowered his head and muttered, but his feet stood firmly on the spot, showing no intention of leaving.

"...Understood clearly." Ryu Xiangchen tilted his head in doubt, and the hair that had just been trimmed was entangled in the air, "But, why do you want to apologize?"

His question caused Fengdou to stop talking for a moment, and then he raised his head and stared at him in disbelief—there was no other emotion in those magnificent red eyes except pure doubt, and the light that was turned on when the door was closed gave off The warm orange light imprinted in his eyes was as bright as countless stars were ignited.

After being slightly startled, Fengdou turned his head away: "You don't know why I came to apologize?":

His mood suddenly calmed down a lot, and his tone was no longer twitchy as before, and became frank.

Hinata Chen didn't know the reason for Fengdou's mood change, and he wasn't interested in delving into it, so he just nodded lightly: "Well, if it's because of what happened this morning, I don't think you need to apologize to me."

No need to apologize?

"So you really want to kill yourself."

"……I do not know."

Hinata Chen casually replied with an ambiguous answer. He closed his eyes halfway, his curled eyelashes concealed the obscure emotions in his eyes, and his pale lips were slightly pursed.

Suddenly a warm body was attached to his body, and his waist was also hugged in his hands—"I like Chen~brother the most." Spray it on his neck.

Hinata fell silent for a moment, then slammed Fengdou's waist with the handle of the knife, and then pressed it against his throat: "What are you doing?"

His tone was lazy and cold.

"Tsk." Feng Dou snorted lightly with an ugly expression, "I just want to try acting, after all, I recently accepted a script about sister-brother love, Dust~ brother doesn't want me to go find my sister either... Although I am very happy I’m happy, maybe my sister also—”

The handle of the knife stretched forward in an instant, and the pain made his words snap in his mouth.

"Asahina Kazeto." Hinata Chen took the bamboo knife back, "What do you mean by these words?"

His eyes were cold and tired, as if he was very annoying to the person in front of him: "Are you threatening me with ema? What are you trying to achieve with this? Or just want to demonstrate? Let me understand that you can Hurting someone important to me, let me show respect for your attitude, or rather—humble?"

His tone was getting colder and colder, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised a disdainful and sarcastic arc, and there was a sense of fun in his eyes.

——It's like the kind of eagerness, cruelty and coldness that a hunter shows when he sees the prey that is bound to be caught by him.

Fengdou suddenly felt a little uneasy.

And what struck with his uneasiness was the bamboo knife in Hinata Chen's hand. It was not a warning handle, but a real blade - the smooth surface of the knife was slapped at a speed enough to leave an afterimage. On his arm, he was caught off guard and pushed to the ground by the force.

"what--"

After a moment of stunned, Asahina Futo couldn't help crying out in pain. He stood up and sat on the ground, looking at his arm that Hinata Chen had slapped with a knife - a slight injury had already occurred there. Deformation, a slight movement will make people want to scream in pain.

But Fengdou didn't cry out in pain again.

He fixed his wounded left hand with his right hand, biting his lower lip tightly, his slightly messy flaxen hair was wet with the cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, and he looked embarrassed and stubborn: "So violent, what a shame!" I don't know why Brother Yachen wants to keep you."

Feng Dou smiled lightly, his pale face due to the pain added a bit of paleness to his already delicate face: "I accidentally fell down the stairs tonight."

He pushed open the door and walked out.

"...Brother Chun?!"

Fengdou froze in place immediately.

"I'm reciting lines." Asahina Tsubaki explained, her purple eyes staring at Fengtou's injured arm obscurely, "I heard your voice when I came out to go to the living room to get something to eat, what happened to your hand ?”

Although he was asking about Fengdou, Tsubaki looked over Fengdou and looked at Hinata Chen, more precisely, it was the knife in Hinata Chen's hand.

"Fengdou's personality is indeed very flat." Tsubaki looked at Hinata Chen with a cold face, "But I don't think you have to do this."

"When we were in the hospital before, Azusa and I planned to get along well with you, and the welcome meeting in the morning made me feel that this idea was correct...but now, I'm suddenly not sure." Tsubaki took a few steps forward, carefully He supported Fengdou, "Hinata Chen, you can become brave if you are afraid of contacting others. If you can't communicate with others, you can learn from it."

"You don't have to put on such an aggressive look."

"We never really hurt you after all."

Asahina Tsubaki spoke every word clearly and firmly, with his back to Chen, he left the spot with Fengdou, intending to ask Yachen to do some emergency treatment before going to the hospital for treatment.

"……sorry."

After a long silence, Hinata Chen whispered these words to the void in front of him, and the bamboo knife in his hand fell to the ground.

He covered his face, tears trickled out from between his fingers, and fell to the ground, staining the floor. A sour and bitter emotion swelled in his chest, and the pain conveyed made his breathing become tense. difficult.

"I'm sorry... I just..."

"Just too timid."

Someone took his word for it.

Asahi Nayakami went to him and squatted down, gently stroking his soft hair: "Does your hand still hurt? You hurt Fengdou so badly, did your wound open?"

why.

"If it breaks, I'll have to send you to the hospital." Yachen rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly, "Although I'm a doctor, I feel a little dizzy...I can't help you re-bandage or something."

why.

"Ugh-"

The forbearance of crying suddenly became louder.

"Xiaochen?" Yachen panicked suddenly, "Is the wound very painful?"

He frowned helplessly.

"Can you...don't be gentle with me anymore."

The young man who was crying depressively and desperately raised his head, a layer of mist floated in his red eye sockets, tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, flowed down his white and soft cheeks, and across his graceful chin.

"It's so painful."

Asahina Yasumi stared at him blankly.

"It's really painful."

Obviously it is not easy to meet someone who is willing to tolerate me, and it is obviously hard to have so many family members.

"Obviously you should feel happy."

Ryu Xiangchen looked at the white gauze on his wrist that had been soaked in blood, the bright color was blurred by tears, but it was still accurately imprinted in his eyes.

"Want to be understood."

"Want to be protected."

But you must never get close to others, he will kill them, but fortunately, Master is always by his side.

But the master is no longer there.

He was alone again.

Yachen stretched out his hand gently to wipe the tears on his face: "It's okay, it's already okay. Whether it's me or other brothers, they will become your barrier...so don't cry."

His tone is very light, but so firm.

"You are not alone in this world."

Ryu Xiangchen lowered his head, then slowly brushed Yachen's hand away from his face, picked up the bamboo knife on the ground and hugged it into his arms, staggered to the corner and huddled up: "...get out."

He looked at Yachen, his beautiful red eyes were occupied by the despair woven into a web, and could no longer accommodate other emotions.

"Little Dust—"

"go out!"

Hinata Chen interrupted what Yachen wanted to say, his crying voice was hoarse and sharp, and the pain in it made Yachen stop his steps to approach him.

Yachen was silent for a while, walked out of the room, and closed the door softly.

[Anyone is fine, please help me. ]

[Anyone is fine, please stay away from me. ]

——I... fear this world.

I can no longer accept other people's kindness, and it will be painful to be treated gently. All the kindness has become a burden, and the heart is overwhelmed, only the tear glands are constantly working.

——It’s so lonely.

— But please, don’t pay attention to me.

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