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"Aji! Good morning!"

After morning exercise, my father dropped me off at the Tsushima mansion, and as soon as I got there, I could see Aji standing at the door waiting for me.

"Yo~ Yuzuki!"

I picked up Azhi's schoolbag, "Let's go! Let's start with physical exercise."

"Going to run again."

Aji suddenly became listless.

"Azhi's health is not good, let's take it slowly."

"I really can't help you."

He sighed a long time, then took a deep breath, and quickened his pace to trot.

I followed behind him unhurriedly, carefully observing Azhi's state.Once you find that the amount of exercise exceeds the range that Azhi can bear, stop immediately.

Ever since I talked to my father to accept Aji as his apprentice, we would jog to school and home together every day.On weekends, Azhi still needs to go to the dojo at home to receive training.

Of course, in name Aji is his father's registered disciple.But Azhi's foundation is too weak, and I teach him most of the time.

There was still a third of the distance to the school, and the blush spread on Azhi's fair cheeks. I heard his breathing became disordered, and I ran to him immediately.

"Okay, we'll be here in the morning."

Azhi's legs softened, and he subconsciously fell forward. I quickly reached out to grab him and carried him on my back.

Azhi was not hypocritical, and put his arms around my neck.

"Obviously the same age, Xiyue is like a little monster."

"I have always been in good health. I have never been sick since I was a child."

"Two older brothers died of illness."

He pressed his face against my back.

"Being sick is a very painful thing, and it's really good to be dead."

"So this is ah."

"Xiyue is a weird person. The servant who took care of me in the past was shocked when I said that."

His breath gradually returned to calm.

"Is there a big difference between life and death?"

"For Xiyue, maybe there is no difference."

I stop.

This is what is special about Aji.

He has his own set of criteria for looking at things, which is different from most people, and often hits the nail on the head.

Very very bright.

"If life is painful, it's better to die. Is that what Azhi thinks?"

"Maybe, after all, death is the only constant."

A kind of softness, as if seeing immature buds bursting out of the ground, with a bit of astringent feeling of eating sour oranges, washing away in my heart.

"Azhi is so mature, he doesn't look like an eight-year-old at all."

"Xiyue is the same age as me, so she can understand what I'm talking about."

"Aji is so gentle."

There was still one intersection before the school, so I put Azhi down.

"Aji is a soft cotton candy, I'm really worried that you will get hurt."

We walked slowly into the school gate.

"maybe."

Aji made a big bang pose.

"Oh!"

"Maybe one day I'll die."

"I will take Ah Zhi away from the crowd before the explosion."

I told him with a serious face.

"Chihaha!" Azhi laughed, "It's really Xiyue."

After school that day, I took Azhi home first as usual, and did another physical exercise by the way.

"Xiyue doesn't have to send me off all the time."

After the run, Azhi chatted with me casually.

I pursed my lips, "This way Aunt Tsushima can rest assured, and I can also supervise Aji's exercise."

"Lie." Azhi reached out and squeezed my mouth.

"Xiyue wants to go to and from school with me."

I blushed instantly.

"But Yuzuki can't even remember the way to Tsushima house."

After Aji let go, I shook my head in a rattle-drum style.

"My father and I finish our morning exercise, and he will drop me off at Tsushima House. After school, I will go with Aji, you can remember."

"What should I do when I go back?"

His iris eyes were helpless, and I looked down at the ground.

"Anyway, I can go back."

"Ask someone along the way?"

"I'll remember it someday."

"I'm really scared of you."

Ash folded his hands behind his head.

"In order to take care of you, Uncle Guanghong deliberately bought the house next to the elementary school."

He said in a regretful tone: "It's completely useless work!"

"no!"

I objected very loudly.

"It's a pleasure to walk with Aji!"

After realizing what I was talking about, I immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Of course I know my thinking is weird.

But I just want to stay with Aji.

In fact, if Azhi hadn't asked to learn Taishu first, I would have found an opportunity to persuade him to come to my dojo.

Azhi looks so weak that it makes people feel uneasy.

And he promised me that we could spend the weekend together again.

When I told my father about this idea, my father said to me with tangled eyes and complicated tone: "Xiao, the way you make friends is very special."

"Would you like to stay with Aji?"

Father coughed twice, "No, very good, I support you."

He lifted me up and bumped me twice.

"When Xiao sees her mother this year, remember to tell her that she will be very happy."

"Father! I'm eight years old! Not a kid!"

I struggled to jump down, but was suppressed by my father's strength.

During the Meng Lan Pen Festival, I went to the other side and told my mother about it.

Unexpectedly, my mother covered her mouth and laughed.

"We, Akatsuki, have reached this age."

She squeezed my hand into a fist and waved it, and said in a very pleased voice, "Xiao, come on!"

What are you doing?

Both of them behaved strangely.

Aji is not much better now.

Because he actually stepped forward and hugged me.

I rest my chin on his shoulder and feel the ends of his black hair sweeping across my cheek.

"Xiyue is really, just ask and you will get the answer."

He patted my head with one hand.

"It's horrible."

I tentatively wrapped my arms around him.

He didn't feel the strength of the struggle, so he rubbed his shoulder with the top of his head in peace.

Unbelievable!

Although our relationship has been very good in the past two years, it is rare to have such an intimate move.

Aji's sudden appearance made people both surprised and delighted.

"As long as Azhi asks, I will tell you."

Although I don't quite understand what Aji's emotion means, I respond to him according to the voice in my heart.

"Let's go to the convenience store together!"

Aji ends the hug.

I looked at my hands with some regret.

Then he was pulled by Aji and ran in the opposite direction.

"Why did you come to the convenience store?"

I followed Aji to the daily necessities section of the convenience store.

Watching him buy a bottle of superglue and stuff it in my schoolbag.

Then he dragged me to a bookstore on another street.

Picked out a bunch of colorful game posters.

Judging from the characters on the poster, they are the games we often play.

Judging from the decisiveness of Azhi's selection of posters, it doesn't look like a temporary idea.

"It's a contemporary trend for boys to go to convenience stores and bookstores together after school."

Aji spoke plausibly, his tone was like preaching.

I looked suspiciously at the stack of posters in my left hand and the superglue in the schoolbag in my right hand.

"But everyone is going to buy snacks and comics, right?"

"that's not important."

Aji waved his hand.

"My mother is going to my uncle's house on Friday."

Aji, who was half a step ahead of me, stopped.

"When the time comes, Xiyue will bring these things to my room, and let's stick the poster on the ceiling together!"

"But...uncles and aunts will be angry with Azhi."

I'm in a bit of a bind.

I don't care about my own words.

But Aji may be punished by his parents, I don't want to see this.

"That's not important~"

Aji's iris eyes turned into little stars.

"My room is really deserted, and I can't keep the comic books that Xiyue secretly brought to me. I can only see the white ceiling every day when I sleep, it's terrible...""

As he spoke, his voice lowered, the little stars in his eyes dimmed more and more, and finally he sobbed twice in response to the situation.

I watched Aji's performance without words.

however……

I still visited Tsushima house after school on Friday.

After saying hello to Uncle Tsushima, I went to his room with Aji.

As soon as I entered the door, I put down my schoolbag, and I could vaguely see colorful shadows from the gap in the zipper of the schoolbag.

"Tell me, how to do it?"

I took out what Aji had bought.

He raised his head and motioned me to look at the only desk and armchair in the room.

It was new furniture that Azhi bought after he went to school.

With a sigh of compromise, I moved the desk and chair to the center of the room, and then put the chair on the desk.

So I can hit the ceiling.

Azhi handed me the poster and glue beside him, and at the same time instructed me where to put the poster.

"Why would Ah Zhi think of using super glue?"

Accidentally, the glue stuck to the hand and the poster.

While I was not doing anything, I quickly took a picture of the poster at the location designated by Azhi.

I'm not very comfortable with the super glue drying on my hands.

"That way nobody can pick them off the ceiling."

Aji looked at the colorful ceiling with satisfaction.

"Even Xiyue can't do it."

I carefully smoothed the raised corners.

"Why would I take them down?"

I immediately denied Azhi's hypothesis, but for some reason, I felt a little guilty.

"Maybe, Xiyue will take them off and paste them somewhere else on a whim one day."

Aji's casual words hit my heart.

The world seemed to shake for a moment, like changing from a three-dimensional to a two-dimensional plane, which made my heart jump.

I wipe my eyes with my arm.From the top down, Azhi is still the eight-year-old Azhi, and the smile on the corner of his mouth makes people feel mysterious for no reason.

"Oh, not yet."

He said something that didn't make sense.

The last poster was put up, I stopped and looked at Azhi in a daze.

The feeling that something is wrong is getting stronger and stronger.

"Master Xiuzhi! What are you doing?"

The servant carrying the snacks screamed.

"It was discovered."

Aji wasn't nervous at all when he said that.

Then, I saw the scene where Uncle Tsushima admonished Aji.

"Xiu Zhi! You are already eight years old, can you be more sensible? If you paste the room like this, what will you do when your mother comes back? I know you have problems with her, but you can't make the room like this while she is not at home... ...""

Aji seems to be used to such scenes.

I can't stand it.

"Uncle Tsushima."

I interrupted his babbling.

"It's me who insisted on posting it on Aji, as an eight-year-old boy's room is too deserted."

"Xiaojun, don't meddle in this matter, I know it's the fault of this rebellious son."

I hold Aji's hand.

"Ah Zhi is right, I did this because I was worried that he would be scared at night."

"He is eight years old this year, what is there to be afraid of after staying there for eight years?"

"Being used to it doesn't mean you're not afraid."

Uncle Tsushima was speechless.

"No, I asked Xiyue to do this."

Aji suddenly made a sound, which immediately attracted Uncle Tsushima's attention.

He glared at Aji with a livid face.

Leave the line "Explain to her yourself."

Just walk away.

In front of Tsushima House, I bid farewell to Aji.

"Obviously as long as you insist that I did it, uncle and aunt won't blame you."

I looked at Aji worriedly.

"It doesn't matter."

Aji's attitude is very relaxed.

"When I was a child, Xiyue always stood in front of me and always protected me."

The corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

"I never said thank you."

"What are you talking about, Azhi treats me very well."

"No." He was determined, "I think this experience is not bad now."

I don't know what to think of, Azhi's face is obviously full of nostalgia.

"See you tomorrow, Yuzuki."

Tomorrow is the weekend, and Aji will come to my dojo.

Looking forward to all of a sudden washed away the anxiety.

"See you tomorrow, Aji!"

Time runs on and on, just forward and forward.

The author has something to say: When he was a child, Dazai really understood the truth of letting Xiyue take the blame.

No matter in terms of the friendship between Xiyue's father and Dazai's father, or in terms of family background, Dazai's parents would not care about Xiyue.

This is also the reason why Xiyue's father can get things done every time he steps out.

The world of adults is really cruel.

Dazai, a thief, can always achieve his goals.

Mitsuhiro Yuzuki: Obviously my child took the initiative to push other people's cabbage, why did he have the illusion that his own cabbage was pushed?

Xiyuekui: Smile without saying a word.

About the time node, that is, Xiyue's deepest memory.

To break the time node, it should be seen from Dazai's desperate way?I am also not certain……

It's okay if you don't see it, I will explain it later~