[Tutorial] The so-called childhood sweetheart

The silvery moonlight casts a ray of light on the dark carpet through the gaps in the thick curtains. In the luxurious European-style room, the woman with long pink hair sleeps restlessly on the bed.Dense cold sweat covered her white forehead, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her fingers firmly grasped the bed sheet under her body.

"!!!" Qian Jingmo sat up abruptly, panting heavily.She just woke up from a dream, and she has not recovered yet, her amber pupils are dazed and can't find the focal length.After a while, it seemed that she had finally figured out her current state. The girl took a sigh of relief and got out of bed, walked to the window and opened the curtain with a swish.

Qian Jingmo stood by the window, her slender fingers climbed onto the glass on the wall.At night, the cold outdoor temperature was transmitted through the cold and transparent solid under the fingertips, and it was a little itchy to step on the thick carpet in the room with bare feet.

Outside the window, the soft moonlight casts a veil on the garden and delicate sculptures downstairs.

In the morning, that place was still a pile of ruins... Looking at the large expanse of red roses blooming in the garden under the silver moonlight, the girl suddenly thought, illusion is really a magical thing, it goes against common sense and deceives time.

Standing quietly by the window for a while, Qian Jingmo glanced back at the gorgeous big bed behind her, tilted her head for a while, and decided to go downstairs to pour a glass of milk.She doesn't want to go back to the bed at all now, and continues to review the hideous corpses and bloody broken limbs in her dream... The girl smiled helplessly. Junior Zetian and the others have come all the way, no matter what kind of battle scene they encounter, she can accept it calmly.It's a pity that in the face of the real reality, her so-called feeling is vulnerable.

She has never realized so clearly that neither she nor Sawada-senpai are under the strict protection of Jiudaimu. Compared with the real bloody battles in the mafia world, the so-called battles they experienced are like children's play house Home.They have always been in the transparent greenhouse, enjoying the same sunshine, thinking that they have grown up and can withstand any sun and rain.

So now, when the reality of this world lifted the glass of the greenhouse and blew in the first ray of cold wind, this delicate flower that grew up in a warm environment couldn't bear it.

Sighing and walking down the stairs gently, To be honest, Asaimo actually felt a little frustrated.

Holding a cup of hot milk, Qian Jingmo stood in front of the huge French window in the living room and stared at the garden outside the window in a daze.Under the silvery moonlight, the delicate red roses look like ladies dressed up, participating in a gorgeous ball under the night.Even knowing that it was a scene created by illusion, Qian Jingmo was still fascinated by it.The warm lights behind him suddenly turned on, and the shadows cast on the glass blurred the view of the garden.The girl was slightly startled, and immediately turned around, a bright light flashed quickly on the big empty ring between her fingers, and her eyes swept over vigilantly.Then, she saw a slender black-haired man standing at the stairs.

"Kyoya..." After blurting out habitually, Asai Mo paused and shook his head, "Why is Mr. Skylark here?"

She was really stimulated by the scene during the day. Thinking about it, Peng Lie's highest combat power was basically concentrated in this villa. How could such a god-defying person be able to sneak in under their noses without being discovered.Well, maybe Prynne could.But she felt that that guy would never do that, so she opened the box and let the white dragon rush over, and then said hello with a smile, "Good night, everyone in Pengo Lie, the moonlight is good tonight." It's possible...

Thinking of this, the girl was slightly startled, why did she know that Bai Lan's box weapon was a white dragon?

Skylark squinted his eyes and glanced at him, then turned around and greeted him, then he was there in a daze, looking like a woman who was distracted, walked to the sofa and sat down and poured a glass of water.

After Qian Jingmo came back to his senses, he saw the black-haired man sitting and drinking tea in the living room. After thinking about it, he habitually walked over to him and sat down, then continued holding the cup in a daze.

Skylark glanced at the milk in her hand, her long and narrow phoenix eyes raised lightly.He remembered that not long ago, there was a woman sitting here holding milk and distracted. The environment and time were exactly the same as now, except that one was sitting opposite him and the other was sitting next to him. The same body, but the soul had changed.

It seems that no matter which world this woman likes milk, she also likes to be in a daze...

Realizing that he was paying attention to such an insignificant matter, Hibari frowned and looked away.On the way, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the tiny scars on the girl's calf.

It was the one who slipped and fell to the ground and was scratched by a sharp stone while blocking an attack for Biyangqi today, and it was not treated well, and the edge of the wound was already slightly crimson.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Hibari stood up and walked towards the counter in the living room.Awakened by his action, Asagi Mo watched in a daze as the black-haired man walked up to her with a medicine box, and then squatted down to help her treat the wound gently.

To be honest, she was a little surprised. If it was Kyoya from her world, she wouldn't be surprised that he would do this.Although he couldn't see it at all, that boy was actually a very gentle person to his companions.Well, it's just that the way he expresses it is too tortuous and awkward, and at the same time, he will never admit that he still has a companion.

But the world she is in now... If I remember correctly, she is no longer Kyouya's childhood sweetheart...

Qian Jingmo lowered her eyes quietly, feeling a little lost suddenly.

"Hey, Mr. Skylark, what is the relationship between me in this world and everyone?"

The man's movements paused, "Not a friend." His tone was cold, he raised his head and glanced at the girl's dim eyes, "Not an enemy either."

"Is that so..." Qian Jingmo was a little confused, "Sure enough, my over-familiar attitude made everyone embarrassed."

"Well, I'm very sorry if my previous behavior troubled Mr. Hibari."

The girl looked at him very seriously, and her amber eyes shone with fragments of light.Skylark stood up, glanced at an old injury on her calf, and did not speak.

Qian Jingmo didn't care either, she looked up and scanned the surrounding living room which had been restored to its original state.

I remember that this morning, Lord Prison was still confronting a middle-aged man, surrounded by ruins and... dead bodies.It was different from what Gongya left behind when he cleared up the discipline. It was a real, cold corpse with a hideous face that didn't breathe.

There was a sudden churning in the stomach, and a nausea welled up in the throat, Qian Jingmo immediately lowered his head and drank a big mouthful of milk, swallowing the discomfort that popped up at that moment.

Sure enough, even though she had grown up in a peaceful world in her previous life, and she had never seen many dead people, she still couldn't adapt to such a scene.Gently covering her lips with her fingers, the girl felt a little frustrated.

If she couldn't even accept this, how would she shoulder the burden of being an outside advisor to the Pengelie family in the future?That's not just talking about it. That position truly bears the lives of tens of thousands of people, and it's not a child's play.

Fingers tightly clung to the cushions on the sofa, Qian Jingmo lowered her head slightly, some gray emotions spread out from the bottom of her heart.

The man next to her looked at her when she suddenly covered her lips. Now she looks depressed like a cat who has done something wrong. Combined with the girl's 14-year-old age and too brilliant identity, it is roughly Guess what she was thinking.

Some indistinct light flashed through the gray-blue eyes, and Skylark gently raised his hand.

Feeling a big warm hand on her head, Qian Jingmo raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with an indifferent expression and couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"It's not necessary." Skylark frowned slightly as he stared blankly at the amber eyes that were shrouded in a dark gray tone.

"Just keep what you are like before, there is no need to change. These are not things you should consider now." The man's tone was still blunt and cold, but Qian Jingmo still read what he wanted to express from it.

Is this affirming her previous actions?Asai Mo blinked, so she was not as failed as she thought?

Seeing the cold but reassuring expression of the man in front of him, the girl's eyes gradually lit up, flashing some moving light, and she slowly showed a warm smile, "Mmm!"

Seeing that those amber eyes had returned to the inexplicably attractive and beautiful brilliance before, Skylark lowered his eyes slightly, retracted his hands, stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Qian Jingmo raised her head, her eyes followed the man to the stairs.She saw him pause suddenly, "Besides, I don't feel bothered."

Seeing the straight back of Yunque leaving, the girl was a little dazed, and it took a long time to understand what he meant.In other words, he doesn't mind his habitually familiar actions and names?Slowly pursing her lips, she suddenly felt very happy.

"I'm sorry, Gongya." The young leader of Vongola leaned against the corner of the stairs, rubbed his temples, glanced sideways at the slender figure in the living room, and sighed, that child is too strong ah.

Skylark glanced at him lightly, "It's not necessary."

Seeing the black-haired man pass him back to the room without a pause, Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his eyebrows, then turned to look at Liudao Mukuro who was not far away, "He means that I don't need to be polite to him, or Asai's Is there no need for me to thank him?"

"KUFUFU... who knows, I personally think it's the second type, Peng Gelie." Mukui leaned against the wall, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the girl who put down the cup in the living room and stood up, "Skylark said to that Cat sauce is very caring."

"Well, he said he couldn't sleep and get up to drink water, do you believe it?" Tsunayoshi Sawada teased, "Anyway, I don't believe it."

"KUFUFU...I don't believe it either." Liudao Mukuro chuckled lightly. "If you keep being so awkward, be careful that your cat sauce will be snatched away by others." He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who had gone and returned, leaning against the door with arms folded.

His indifferent eyes swept over the brown-haired man with a gossip smile on his face and a certain rippling pineapple, "You can continue chatting here for a while, she is coming up."

"Oh, at most, let her find out that Pengo Li's leader and Wushou like to peep and gossip. I don't mind."

"Well, actually, I want to say that Asai-san seems to have seen too much of my jokes...Okay, I'll go in." Looking at the narrow and long phoenix eyes of the black-haired man, Tsunayoshi Sawada shrugged helplessly. Shrugging, he looked back at Liudao Mukuro behind him.He is standing at the stairs, and in a few tens of seconds, Qian Jingmo should see him when he walks over.

The blue-haired man maintained his rippling smile and walked past Hibari Kyouya, then stopped suddenly, "I'm actually a little curious, which one do you prefer, the one from ten years ago or the one from ten years later?"

Lark's gray-blue eyes glanced at him coldly, and directly slammed the door shut.

Liu Daoku touched his nose, which was almost caught by the door panel, and the corners of his lips curled up with interest, "Oh, I didn't just come over with a kidnapper..." He glanced back at the girl who had already walked to the stairs The slender shadow stretched to the corridor by the light, his eyes flashed, and he turned and entered the room.

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