It's hard for me as a coser

The next day, when Qianqiu Riying woke up and opened his eyes, he looked at the layout of the room and was stunned.

After reacting for a while, he remembered that this was the room he had lived in for several years.

Unlike his rented house near the school, there are actually not many hand-made dolls in this room.It is very wide, with large areas of blue as the main color and green as the supplement. There are also some animated stickers of small animals on the walls, with a little childlike taste.

Anyone can see that this is a room designed and decorated for boys and teenagers aged 5 to 15.

A few years ago, Qianqiu's parents asked whether to change the decoration, whether the room would be too childish, but Qianqiu Riying refused.

Squeezing the position of the shoulders, this time he slept unexpectedly deeply, Qianqiu Riying sat up from the bed after all the exhaustion had dissipated, and spread the quilt skillfully.The decoration of Qianqiu's house is all Western style - to be precise, there are relatively few houses in this era that still maintain the old Japanese tradition.

Qianqiu Riying knew only the King of Gold and the former Colorless King.Even Qing Wang's family is very ordinary and ordinary, it's just that Qing Wang is a freak.

Even though he tried his best to maintain the original layout of the room, he lived here for so long, but still gave the room a breath of life, and the things that belonged to Qianqiu Riying also filled the place unconsciously.

Because of falling asleep suddenly, the clothes on Qianqiu Riying's body were not changed, only the coat and scarf were folded on the wardrobe next to the bed, which should have been made by her father.

The temperature outside was low, but the room was warm enough, Qian Qiuriying walked barefoot to the bookcase adorning the wall.The wooden structure is very textured, Qianqiu Riying hesitated for a while, and then quietly took a book from it.

It was a picture version of "Harry Potter". For children, the pictures inside were more attractive than the text.

It was still early in the day, and the curtains were not drawn, making the whole room look quite dark.Qianqiu Riying flipped a page casually.

Naturally, there is also a picture on this page, which is a boy dressed as a little wizard, using fluorescent flashes to make the tip of the magic wand glow.

And on this page, there is a blue bookmark, not so much a bookmark, but a sticky sticker with something written on it.

A blue rectangular post-it note that was not as wide as a finger was pasted next to the little wizard's magic wand, with a sentence written on it in a particularly twisted and childish handwriting that was obviously a child's.

[I really want to have magic too! 】

Next to this sentence, it is also the direction where the magic wand is pointing, and a very cute little sun is drawn.

A small circle, with several straight lines around the circle outside - the kind of sun.

The wishes and thoughts of children are very pure. Qianqiu Riying turned to the following pages and combined the words on the post-it notes to make people understand that the child who wrote these words did not want to have them because of magic and handsomeness.

Just……

[Quidditch——that's great! 】

【The feeling of running... what is it? 】

【I wish I could fly. 】

【If you know magic, your heart won't hurt, right? 】

Behind every sentence, there is a small sun painted, with certain grammatical errors, so childish that people can't help but smile knowingly.It's just that when it comes to the last sentence, it's enough for people to understand the meaning contained in it.

There is no way to run. Once strenuous exercise and strong emotions will cause heart pain, the child who is still unable to control himself can only shrink in a small room.

"...Ayang." Qianqiu Riying whispered the name, put the book in his hand back on the shelf, and took a step back.He didn't know what was wrong, he had only read these books once, flipped through them once, and never took the initiative to touch them again.

Just by looking at the layout of this room, one can imagine what kind of child Qian Qiuyang is.

His bookshelf is full of books, each of which has been carefully read by him, just like writing a diary. He will avoid the words and pictures on it when he has any insights, what happened, or what he thinks of. Write on post-it notes that won't damage the book.

Qian Qiuyang is a quiet and gentle child.

At the very beginning, Qianqiu Riying didn't touch these books, so naturally he didn't know the secrets in them.

It's just that when he took away the other party's identity, he broke down and accidentally disrupted the room, causing several well-placed books to fall to the ground.

The childish text on the book that was accidentally opened became the last straw for Qianqiu Riying to remember herself.

All the facts were distorted, and in the eyes of everyone, Hiying became Ayang.But these words that do not belong to Sun Shadow made him firmly grasp himself and the other party.

No matter how Hikage changes, he is not the kind of character who would obediently take notes in a book.Because in the orphanage, knowledge is the most precious, a book will be read by everyone, he has no chance, nor the qualification, to leave his own mark on those precious and rare books.

Although he knew that his behavior was excessive, Qianqiu Riying at that time still read all the books, to be precise, the post-it notes written on them.

When his eyes fell on the extremely childish words above, his ups and downs at that moment, for some reason, naturally relaxed.But at the same time, guilt and guilt surrounded him more intensely.

Qianqiu Riying has read every book once, and he seems to be able to feel the mood of the other party when he wrote that sentence, or what happened at that time, or any new whimsy.

There was only one book, but Qianqiu Riying didn't understand it.

Qianqiu Riying looked around, and his eyes fell on a thin picture book in the far corner. The cover drew the junction between night and the rising sun, and half of the sun appeared on the horizon.

Qianqiu Riying didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but he still stretched out his hand, took it off and opened it.

This is a simple picture book without written descriptions. Each page uses pictures to draw the night at different times, and the last few pages are the scene of the rising sun.

That well-behaved child wrote these words in the pictures of the night.

[I saw a big brother, he seemed very lonely. 】

[I don't like the dark sky, but I like big brother. 】

[There are bad guys!Mom and Dad were cheated! ! 】

[I want to hug big brother, but I can't touch him. 】

[Big Brother is a villain, but he is not a villain! 】

[... What is death?I asked my mother, she seemed like she was about to cry. 】

[I understand that death means that I will never grow up again. 】

[I don't seem to grow up anymore. 】

Qianqiu Riying turned to the last page, which was the scene of the rising sun.And Qian Qiuyang no longer separated the post-it notes, but directly touched the picture book with his brush.Write under the red sun: [Everyone stands under the sun.The big brother has no shadow. 】

The last sentence still contained grammatical errors, and Qianqiu Riying didn't know whether the other party expressed [no] or [no].

All other picture books describe Qian Qiuyang's own thoughts, but this one is about an unknown big brother.

Because I only watched it once, and my mood was not stable at that time, Qianqiu Riying never thought about it, nor did I leave many traces in my heart. I just confirmed that I was Riying and not Ayang.

But today, when I opened this book again, Qianqiu Riying had an inexplicable feeling—intuition.

Qian Qiuyang seemed to be talking to him through time.

Qianqiu Riying twitched the corner of his mouth, and put back the picture book in his hand: "I think too much, instead of thinking about these things, I might as well think about how to deal with Brother Zun's sword."

When it came to the sword, Qianqiu Riying touched his chin: "My sword...it seems like it's been a long time since I released it?"

I always feel that there is a big problem.

It was still early, and there was a distance from the territory of the Red King and Qing King. Qianqiu Riying quietly released his sword of Damocles.

The sword of Damocles is controlled by the king, and it will appear when the power is released to a certain extent.

Therefore, even if there is a distance, the green group will detect a certain amount of power fluctuations.Qianqiu Riying released part of his power, raised his head and glanced at his sword, and immediately took it back with just one glance.

The black-haired boy knelt down and covered his face in grief: "Wuuuu, brother Zun hasn't fallen yet, so should I fall first?"

Qianqiu Riying recalled what he had done, and it was really getting bigger and bigger——

The strength in the body is too much to fight.

He still has to work hard to solve the problem of world integration.

The colorless thing is also a threat.

Qianqiu Riying choked up a sob in her heart, and calculated the time before dawn, fearing that she would forget, so she sent a scheduled email to her mother first, telling her that she had to go to class first.

Then turned around, got on the tram and headed towards Zhenmu Town where Barbara was located.

Qianqiu Riying's high mobility has been manifested in all aspects of life.

What class is there today?Forget it doesn't matter, anyway, he can learn by himself.Qianqiu Riying is still very confident in her brain.

At most, it's just to calculate your precarious attendance credits.

Brother Zun and Anna lived on the second floor of the Barbara Bar, and Brother Kusanagi lived in his own home, alone.

At this time, Brother Zun should not have woken up——

But Brother Zun has never been sober, so it's okay to go to him anytime.

He had to, he had to deal with it before Brother Kusanagi came over!

Qianqiu Riying pushed open the door on the second floor of Barbara Bar, and Anna was still sleeping on the other side.

Facing Zhou Fangzun who frowned and opened his eyes irritably because of the movement, Qianqiu Riying said in a happy and relaxed tone: "Brother Zun! I thought of solving your problem of dropping the sword!"

Zhou Fangzun didn't speak, Qianqiu Riying said to himself: "It's very simple, just let the sword fall first, then you don't have to worry about when it will drop the sword!"

In order to avoid the sword drop that does not know when it will appear, I dropped it once first. Is this difficult to understand?

Qianqiu Riying said: No.

And Zhou Fangzun, who hadn't woken up early in the morning, had a rare dazed expression on his face when he heard this inexplicable words.

I haven't seen each other for one night, and the children in the family seem to have become stupid again.

Waiting online, very anxious.