Menghuang girl struggles

Skylark silently looked down at the little boys in front of him, and at his feet was a creature that seemed to be a sparrow that had lost consciousness.

Just now, when Hibari Kyouya, who is the unique chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, was patrolling his kingdom habitually, a bright yellow unknown object fell from the sky.

After training, he has excellent skills, of course he avoided the unknown external attack for the first time.

As soon as Skylark slowly stomped back to the place where he was standing before, the three children rushed in front of him noisy.

"It's strange, Keiji, it should have fallen here just now!"

"I also saw that it should be, fat too fast to follow."

"Here you are, why don't you leave?" The last boy who came running saw his two companions standing still, and pushed them away strangely, "What's the matter? No? Hey, hey, hey Eh... Yun, Chairman Skylark!"

The three children had the same expressions at this time, looking up at the tall boy in front of them with blue faces and fear.

A white shirt, with an old-fashioned black middle school uniform jacket on the shoulders, but it is not rustic at all, and a red armband on the arm is embroidered with the word "Feng Ji" in gold.

There was no expression on the young man's white and delicate face, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly raised and looked contemptuously at the three timid herbivores in front of him.

"Oh, you did it." Although it was an interrogative sentence, it was said in a very positive tone, "Then, the crowd—"

Before Yunque finished speaking, the three children yelled "I'm sorry, we don't dare again!" and ran away in a hurry.

Taking back the duckweed crutch that was half out, Skylark half-kneeled, and gently picked up the bright yellow fluffy bird from the ground.

The slender and white fingers gently checked the injury on Xiaoniao's body, and his brows frowned, but the contempt and coldness he had faced with the three children before faded away, and there was a little gentle warmth in his eyes.

Holding the bird in one hand, and protecting its small body with the other, the black school uniform draws a graceful arc on the corner of the street. One person and one bird quickly disappear into the street that will soon be crowded with people.

"Chirp!"

When Menghuang regained consciousness, she was lying on a clean and tidy desk.

There are light blue soft cushions under the body, and the faintly painful right wing has been fixed by splints and bandages, and there are bursts of cold feeling, obviously it has been treated well.

Menghuang's desk is leaning against the window sill, and the sunlight shines on Menghuang's small body through the window, as if covering her with a thin but warm quilt.

The heart that has been in a tense state since he ran away from home was finally relieved by the comfort of the sun.

Rubbing her little head on the cushion, Menghuang let out a sigh of satisfaction, her eyelids gradually became heavier, and she soon fell asleep.

After inexplicably turning into a bird, Meng Huang slept so peacefully for the first time.

The little girl woke up again. It was just when the lights were on, the setting sun was almost completely submerged, and the gentle breeze that was originally blowing was gradually replaced by the cooling night breeze.

A face with a touch of classic beauty just so abruptly broke into Menghuang's sight.

Skylark, who was leaning on the table and was about to close the window, looked down at the little thing he picked up this afternoon, and put his free hand on the desk, trying not to let himself overwhelm the fragile looking little animal .

When seeing the little bright yellow bird open its small black bean-like eyes and stare at him directly and energetically without blinking, Skylark's mouth drew an almost undetectable arc.

"woke up."

Not caring whether the little bird could understand his words, Skylark greeted Menghuang calmly, then brought out a small dish of water and a pack of biscuits and placed them in front of Menghuang.

Gratefully glanced at the boy, Meng Huang, who was still at a loss because of the stomach's protest just now, eagerly jumped off the mat, pecked a few times in the saucer with her bright yellow mouth, drinking to her heart's content.

After solving the problem of thirst, looking at the biscuits that had been unpacked, Menghuang felt sad again, looked up at his savior, and was not surprised to find a soft smile on the boy's expressionless face.

A slender hand lived up to Menghuang's expectations, took out the biscuits and began to thinly dress them into pieces and put them on the tissue paper that was pulled out at some time.

Unceremoniously, he began to gorge himself to appease his hungry stomach. Menghuang was very grateful for his luck, his black eyes were shining brightly, and he was completely determined not to leave here.

Sure enough, except for the abnormal two-year-old boy like Pineapple Monster, the other Japanese middle school students are still very normal and caring!

The time of recuperating passed quickly, and at Yunque's house, Menghuang fully lived the life of a rice bug like some kind of animal starting with the letter P.

In addition to eating and drinking, he just sleeps and enjoys the treatment of the beautiful boy changing his wound medicine every day.

Of course, Menghuang is not completely just fooling around. Since Lai has already decided on this "savior", he must know some basic information.

From the schoolbag that the teenager left on the stool, Menghuang struggled to take out the other party's student ID card from the small pocket.

"Kyoya Hibari", these four words were written next to the boy's photo.

It's a nice name, Menghuang blinked, then looked down.

Class A of the third year of Bingsheng Middle School.

It turns out that this place is Bingsheng!

Nodding suddenly, Menghuang realized later that he flew all the way from Heiyao to Bingsheng. For Menghuang who is too lazy to exercise, crossing the distance of a town is really a great record.

However, compared with Bingsheng to Kanagawa, where his former home is, this distance is really negligible.

Rubbing the fat accumulated on his body for two days in a little frustration, Menghuang suddenly found that if he continues to develop horizontally like this, the possibility of being able to fly home will only become lower and lower.

"Peng" vaguely heard the sound of the door closing downstairs, Menghuang quickly picked up his depressed mood, put his student card in his mouth and stuffed it back, then flapped his newly recovered little wings and flew out of the room to receive the long-term meal ticket he had identified .

"Chirp~" The thin voice cheerfully approached the boy.

Skylark frowned, with a little disapproval in his eyes, facing the little bird that landed on his raised right arm, Skylark remained silent for a while.

Just when Menghuang tilted his head and couldn't bear the boy's long gaze, and was about to move somewhere, Yunque suddenly opened his thin lips, "Hibari."

[Al? ] Menghuang is a little puzzled, is this a belated self-introduction?Generally, no one will tell the pet their name on purpose, right?

"Hibari." The boy was a little bit persistent, and recited to Menghuang tirelessly.

The cute yellow black line, it was only then that he was relieved, the other party didn't introduce himself on a whim, but wanted me to call him by his name!

Skylark boy, although the Lun family used to be a young girl, but now it's just a sparrow, not a starling or a parrot!

Have you ever seen a sparrow taught to speak human?

"Chirp!" Meng Huang opened her mouth, and it was still the delicate chirping of a bird.

There was still no change in expression on the young man's fair face, but there was inexplicably more persistence.

When Meng Huang crookedly flew to the dining table and looked eagerly at the fresh ingredients in Lark's hands, the boy's dark eyes rolled, and he was already thinking about it.

So, that night, Menghuang didn't enjoy the treatment that Skylark personally carried the cracked biscuits two days ago, and occasionally accompanied by carefully chopped ham as an extra meal.

Holding the dinner that should have belonged to Menghuang, the boy leaned his head on the dining table expressionlessly, with the sliced ​​ham placed on the tip of his right hand, shaking it in front of Menghuang's eyes.

But whenever Menghuang stretched out his beak to peck, Skylark would quickly withdraw his hand.

"Hi~ba~li~" Yunque patiently read his name slowly to Menghuang, vowing to have an attitude that Menghuang couldn't pronounce this sound, and vowed not to give Menghuang meat to eat.

Looking so close at hand, yet seeing uneatable meat, Menghuang's face almost melted into two sea-wide tears.

"Chirp!" The delicate little voice yelled for nearly three hours, and the sound was a little broken, and the grief of the owner of the voice could be faintly felt.

Meng Huang, who has been a human being for 15 years, has never felt how difficult it is to learn to speak the human language before, but this miserable night finally made her understand how broad and profound the human language is.

After flapping weakly on the table twice, Menghuang finally sat down slumped, watching Yunque put the dinner plate into the kitchen with drooping eyes.

The slender Danfeng eyes rolled away inadvertently, and Menghuang seemed to see the slight disappointment in the opponent's eyes.

"!" Meng Huang's nerves were touched by this look, a big crisis!This is definitely a big crisis!

What is Meng Huang's definition of Lark Boy at this stage?

It is a lifesaver and a long-term meal ticket!

Any action that would cause your future meal ticket king to abandon you must be suppressed, for example, disappointment!

So Meng Huang's eyes, which were already languishing, were burning with flames - I can learn to fly with fear of heights, and I have 15 years of speaking experience, can I still learn to speak human language! ?

The author has something to say: Mr. Chairman is out of shape by my writing, has he left, or hasn’t left? It’s really hard to imagine what it’s like for the Chairman to be at home

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