Gin and Red Fang are brothers

…Those guys are really endless.Rei Furutani crumpled up the naive letter of appointment in his hand, turned his head and kept smiling and said: "Hiro, I won't wait for you today, you and Qingchuan can go together, I have something to do at home."

"Okay~" Jing Guang nodded and waved his hand, "See you tomorrow."

"That's great, Kurosawa never waits for me." Qing Chuanchen patted Jing Guang's shoulder, "It feels like he is very happy every Wednesday when I am on duty."

Jing Guang: "? Happy?"

Kurosawa, who was packing his schoolbag at the side, got up and said, "I have good observation skills. I am really happy without you."

Qingchuan Chen smiled: "Hey, hey, that's too much, Ah Zhen." After a pause, he tilted his head and added, "By the way, there are still dismembered small animal corpses on our road recently... There may be perverts nearby, Be careful on the road."

A sudden gust of wind outside the window raised the light blue curtains, just drawing a wavy barrier between the two of them. On the other side came Kurosawa's familiar cold and youthful voice: "... Got it." He raised his hand Hold the corner of the flying curtain and tie it aside with curtain string.

The drooping silver hair blocked his expression, and when he looked up again, he had a familiar expression: "You should be the one who should be worried about this kind of thing, right? Because I look much smarter than you."

"You're not going to say that I'm dumb, are you?" Qing Chuanchen was shocked, "My God, if you use this word, it's either a fake or gay!"

"...Don't make up weird lines for me!" Kurosawa shook his schoolbag and walked away with one shoulder, "Go do your duty."

Jing Guang handed the broom to Qing Chuanchen with a smile: "You guys have a good relationship--the sanitary tools I went to get after class last semester, avoiding the peak time when school is over now."

"Okay, it's really you." Qing Chuanchen took the broom.

There is almost no rubbish in the classroom, and the sanitation is done quickly.What is a bit of a headache is the corresponding corridor outside the classroom. Some sticky things have been put on the ground by someone.

"Is this a spilled drink or something..." Qing Chuanchen complained, while mopping vigorously with a mop, "It's really difficult." From time to time, he could catch a glimpse of the students on duty in other classes locking their doors and leaving.

"Should it be a drink?" Jing Guang wiped the window sill with a small rag, "I'll do it with you after I finish cleaning here."

"It's okay, I'm getting better soon." Qing Chuanchen rubbed the grid piece by piece, "I even suspect that the drink is mixed with glue."

By the time the backache and backache were cleaned, the building was almost completely gone, and now only the two of them still had voices.

"Today was really hard."

Jing Guang and Qing Chuanchen took the broom and mop and went to the utility room at the end of the corridor—this is the place where sanitary tools are kept on their floor.

This is a somewhat narrow and closed room. As soon as Jing Guang put the things where they should be placed, he heard a loud "snap" behind him, and the wooden door slammed shut behind him.

The world suddenly fell into chaos.

"Hey?!"

Qing Chuanchen was stunned for a second, and then walked to the door and yanked the wooden door. A boy's giggling voice came from outside, accompanied by the sound of the lock clicking: "Sleep here tonight, hahaha!"

"Hey! Open the door!!" Qing Chuanchen patted the door, "Don't fail to learn, children!"

There was only the muffled sound of the palms hitting the wooden door, and the laughter and fights of the boys outside also went away.

The air was filled with a damp and musty smell, and the narrow patches of sunlight cut by the mesh ventilation windows fell on the other side of the wall.Xiao Jingguang could hear the drum-beating heartbeat in his chest, resounding in his ears.

The narrow space, the dark environment, the cut light... The picture engraved in his bones appeared in his mind uncontrollably.The parents, the murderer, the light of the knife, and the blood flashed before his eyes like ghosts, and the spreading fear and helplessness were like vines entwining him densely from the bottom of his feet.

He leaned back against the cold wall and slumped to the ground weakly.

"No way, things like locking the door and locking people are really boring... My schoolbag is still in the classroom, is it for stealing homework?" Qing Chuanchen lowered his hand tapping the door, "My parents are away all year round, and no one else Knowing that I didn't go back, the worst plan is to stay here all night...Zhu Fu, is there anyone in your family?"

He turned his head and saw Jing Guang who was huddled in the corner. The other person's body was trembling, and he curled himself into a ball.

"...Are you okay, Zhu Fu?" Qing Chuanchen walked up to him and knelt down, "Hello? Zhu Fu? Can you hear me?"

Jing Guang's eyes were out of focus, he just stared straight at the floor, his hands curled up, his nails sunk into his flesh without realizing it.

Qing Chuanchen could see the thin sweat on the opponent's face at close range, and he put his hand on Jing Guang's forehead, which was very hot.

"Are you okay? What's the matter with you?" Qing Chuanchen grabbed the other person's shoulder and said loudly.

Jing Guang let him shake, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Although I don't know what happened, but...the other party doesn't look very good.Qing Chuanchen ran to the door again and tugged at the doorknob.Gotta get out as soon as possible.

The seemingly fragile wooden door was unbreakable at the moment, and the child's strength could not shake it in the slightest.

Qing Chuanchen looked around the dark and narrow utility room, locked the small wire of the hook, he tore off the wire and inserted it into the keyhole: "Unlocking skills, yyds."

After wasting some effort but finally heard the sound, Qing Chuanchen was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to twist the doorknob, but it suddenly stopped again.

"??" Qing Chuanchen quickly realized that they also closed the separate lock outside!

"Why do you need two locks for a utility room!" Qing Chuanchen said with dead eyes, "Are you afraid that someone will steal the broom and turn into a magical girl?!"

"This is as outrageous as locking the toilet for fear of people stealing shit!"

Just now, he broke the wire too quickly, and a long cut was cut on his hand. Now, the wound opened when he picked the lock and knocked on the door, and the blood flowed down the palm of his hand, leaving small bloody fingerprints on the wooden door.

"The atmosphere of the ghost movie is on the rise..." Qing Chuanchen shook his hands, wiped his pants casually, and ran back to see Xiao Jingguang's situation when he had no choice but to get the door.

Xiao Jingguang felt his brain go blank, and he felt someone holding his hand in a daze, and his skin felt sticky and warm.There are distant and near voices in my ears.

"Wake up, Zhufu!"

"Are you afraid of the dark? It's okay, I'm here, and I can show you what it means that the soul is shining~"

"Your heartbeat is so fast, I'm really worried about your sudden death... Take a deep breath... Relax..."

The soul seemed to be called back again. Xiao Jingguang opened his mouth, but he seemed unable to speak. He tried several times before he could say in a low voice: "...I'm fine."

He tried to show a soothing smile: "Don't worry."

Smelling a faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose, Jing Guang looked down and landed on the opponent's bloody hand——

"You..." Jing Guang finally realized the sticky and warm touch just now—it was blood.

"Hey? Why is it cracked again?" Qing Chuanchen closed his hands and was about to wipe his pants again, but Jing Guang grabbed his wrist.

The other party's hands were still trembling, but they still held on tightly: "Don't rub like this...the wound will be infected. You need to bandage."

Seeing that Jing Guang finally recovered from the out-of-body state, Qing Chuanchen also heaved a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a small injury."

"No...no way." Jing Guang's voice was very gentle, but it contained the meaning that he could not refuse.

"Okay," Qing Chuanchen replied obediently, "but there's nothing to bandage here, right?"

"I have a band-aid... I can use it temporarily." Xiao Jingguang took out a pack of OK bandages from his pocket, his fingers were a little stiff, but he still tore open the bag.

"Maybe we really have to stay here all night." Qing Chuanchen tilted his head and smiled, "Fortunately, it's summer, otherwise we might freeze into human ice sculptures."

He sat down against Jing Guang, and asked in a relaxed tone, "How do you feel now?"

"...It's okay." Xiao Jingguang exhaled, "Did I scare you just now? I'm sorry... I thought of something... not so good."

He tried hard not to think about that.

"..." Qing Chuanchen didn't ask any more questions, he just patted the other person's back with his uninjured hand, "It's all those little bastards, don't think about it."

Jing Guang turned his head sideways, and the afterglow of the setting sun squeezed in through the gap of the ventilation window and fell into the turquoise eyes of the other party, making his eyes warm and peaceful.

"..." He paused, then said softly, "...Zhu Fu Jingguang."

"What?" Qing Chuanchen didn't hear clearly.

"My name is Zhu Fu Jingguang, squad leader." This time he raised his voice, his eyes were gentle, "...Nice to meet you."

"You can call me Jing Guang."

"..." Qing Chuanchen's eyes widened slightly, and then he realized what the other party meant.

"Is the squad leader's roster in the schoolbag?" Xiao Jingguang smiled, "I will write it to you tomorrow, these four words."

"Okay." Qing Chuanchen also smiled, "—Jing Guang."

There was a slight sound outside, Qing Chuanchen jumped up and listened carefully.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

"Hush, there's a voice."

"?" Jing Guang was puzzled.He held his breath, but he still didn't hear anything—except for the dripping of the hanging mop.

Qing Chuanchen stretched his arms and jumped up, grabbed the iron railing on one side of the ventilation fan and hung on it, and tried his best to look out from the small gap cut.

A small figure can be seen vaguely.

"Fox Sang?!"

The three-tailed fox's ears trembled, and it sensitively locked the ventilation window.

"You bastard, you actually hid here!" The three-tailed fox's face was stinky, "Why did you treat me to a small dried fish today? I waited and waited until you came home."

"Do I look like I'm hiding?" Qing Chuanchen said with half-moon eyes, "It looks like I'm locked up."

"Haha, did you steal other people's dried fish, so you were locked up?"

"Do you have anything else on your mind besides dried fish??" Qing Chuanchen let out a breath, "Husang, please find Natsume and ask him to tell Kurosawa Jin that I am locked in the school utility room , please help him."

"Then you have to—"

"Add another five catties of dried fish."

"No problem." The three-tailed fox nodded in satisfaction, as if remembering something, turned around and said before leaving, "Speaking of which, is that blond boy your friend?"

"On the way I came, I seemed to see him being bullied. But it's strange," the three-tailed fox tilted his head, "—why didn't he fight back."

"Hey?!"