It's all the fault of Vulcan

Lujian didn't sleep well all night, because Vulcan lived in his house. To be precise, he picked Vulcan home.

When he saw the Vulcan huddled on the corner of the street at that time, he couldn't believe that it was really the Vulcan who always had a warm smile and claimed to have returned to the United States.

The dazzling red hair looked dim in the dark and narrow one-way street. When he heard his name called Vulcan, he looked very dull when he was usually smart. He raised his head, and his tired face was full of moisture .

This scene made Midorima feel like falling from heaven to hell, but it was not himself, but the current Vulcan, but he felt the same way.

Vulcan's situation is very bad, his consciousness is obviously not clear enough, but he still repeatedly reminds Midorima not to tell anyone his whereabouts, when Midorima wants to know what happened to him, Vulcan can't speak His appearance made him stop asking.

Originally, Midorima was a person who was indifferent and didn't like to force others. Since it was something Vulcan didn't want, he respected his wishes.

Fortunately, Vulcan, who had rested overnight, looked much better, which made Midorima more or less relieved, as if he had saved a dying kitten and puppy.

During those days when Vulcan was imprisoned, he was used to sitting alone in a daze, not because he liked it, but because he was used to it, he smiled wryly in his heart, people's bad habits are really hard to figure out, and he wants to get rid of it So difficult.

Luma put a glass of warm water in front of him, and reconfirmed: "Are you really not going to meet them? Qingfeng has always wanted to see you."

"No need." Vulcan said sadly, "Anyway, I will return to the United States in a few days."

He has made up his mind, he will leave here once the limelight is over, even if he can't meet with Qingfeng, he can't do anything, he needs someone to reorganize his mood before he dares to face them.

"Would it be a bit abrupt for you to appear in front of me suddenly and leave without saying anything?"

Midorima pushed the mirror frame unnaturally, he still wanted to know more about Vulcan's thoughts.

"Did I make it difficult for you?"

Vulcan stared directly at Midorima, his tone was hesitant but very serious, because what he was most afraid of now was being hated and disgusted by them.

"No, I didn't think about it that way." Midorima got up and walked out the door, her light tone was meaningful, "But I don't agree with your current thinking, although I don't want to admit it, but you are in my impression You are indeed a very straightforward person, and you will not be depressed because of some trivial matters. If you are really crushed because of things in your heart, I may need to re-establish your appearance, such as timidity and cowardice. "

When the door was closed, Midorima paused subconsciously. He didn't want to press Vulcan step by step, but he also didn't want to see such a strange Vulcan. He could only communicate with him in his own way.

He glanced at the Vulcan inside, softened his tone, and said, "Don't worry, I won't do thankless things on my own without asking for your consent. I don't mind getting along with you before you figure it out." under one roof."

What Midorima said did not make Vulcan change his mind, on the contrary, he became even more anxious. He thought, since Midorima thought he was a straightforward and strong person, if he knew that he was raped, he would Should he be viewed as cowardly and cowardly, who is unable to resist and can only ask others for help by lying?

No, Vulcan knew in his heart that he would not be treated so simply, and should be described by more serious and dirty words to describe his current appearance.

Vulcan became more and more frightened, more panicked than barking dogs and scary ghosts. He looked around, and it was still a closed room. He felt that he hadn't escaped. No matter how much he tried to get rid of the insult, it was futile for the painful things he felt, but those images took root in his heart and played repeatedly, and became more and more clear.

He began to look for a way eagerly, how can I really be free, do I need to dig out my brain?