[Iggy] My brother Illumi

9.

Qi Ya knew that Illumi had always been silently accommodating him, that kind of silent tolerance, silent tolerance, like a breeze blowing, and finally stood in a cautious posture in the corner.If possible, Qi Ya didn't want to describe it as "cautious", but he couldn't find any other words that could accurately describe that feeling.Perhaps "suspicious"?That's right, at the very beginning, it was he who crossed the penalty area and took the initiative to tease Illumi, but later it was completely reversed.

But this feeling—

Awful.

Yes, it was terrible.

I never thought that a person's desire to control would be so strong.Illumi is a special among the special.He will bind you tightly like a boa constrictor with its core spit out, and embed it into your flesh, bones, and thoughts bit by bit.Taking a step back, Qiya can endure Illumi telling him how to spend money on snacks, and Illumi can tolerate him not concentrating on training, but he can't stand Illumi anyway. Mi's tough attitude in trying to make him inherit the position of Patriarch.He felt that he had made it very clear that he didn't want to be the head of the family at all, so why couldn't that person respect his idea?

No, maybe Illumi just treats him as an obedient puppet brother who can be manipulated from beginning to end. Compared with Hisoka, who is reckless and deviant, there is no one who can control him better than himself.

"You can be the head of the house or something!"

"You are the most qualified to beat the enemy Hakka for a hundred years, and you are a natural killer."

"I'll say it again, I don't want to be the head of the house, and even more so, I don't want to be your so-called killer!"

"Qi Ya, don't make trouble, if you say that again, I will put you in confinement."

"I didn't make a fuss. It's okay, I can't communicate with you anymore."

So, naturally, we quarreled, had a cold war, and separated.

Qi Ya's determination to run away from home is entirely to escape the shackles of Illumi.

He has had enough.He first met Jay on the hunter exam.

Jie is about the same age as him, with a healthy wheat complexion, a keen intuition, and a demeanor as wide as the sea, and occasionally impulsive and stubborn.He was immediately attracted to such an individual who was completely different from Illumi.He and Jie became the best partners logically.The two picked spider bee eggs together, dived to find treasure, and played the game of the minority obeying the majority. Those brought Qiya unprecedented joy and novelty, as if the world had become different, and suddenly became wider and brighter.

Qi Ya knew that those brilliance came from Yu Jie.He wants to be friends with Jie, and has always been friends, and he never wants to go back to the depressed Kukupo Mountain. Even, when he was with Jie, he gradually missed Illumi so much.

However, many things always backfire, and there is no way out of avoidance.He was sent back.

Qi Ya never expected that Illumi would actually want to kill Jie.

In the damp basement, the sound of whips piercing the air whistled in the ear, and the shadow of the whip almost dazzled the eyes.Qi Ya endured the punishment indifferently.From the beginning to the end, Mi Ji, who was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and looked disgusted.Qi Ya closed his eyes.He sensed someone coming in.

The whip was cut off an inch before it was about to hit the body.

"Brother, what are you doing!?" Mi Ji couldn't help roaring.

"Get out." Illumi took the whip from Miji's hand and held it in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the hanging Qiya, "I have something to say to Qiya."

"But, but..."

Mi Ji wanted to argue again, but Illumi didn't give him this chance, he glanced coldly, "Hurry up."

The cell door slammed shut.

The huge basement was so quiet that there was no sound of breathing, as if there was no one in it.Qi Ya didn't know what Illumi was going to say, anyway, he had already decided not to bother.

"Qiya."

He felt his chin being squeezed painfully by a pair of cold hands, and a faint smell of medicine wafted over.He half opened his eyes and glanced at the wrist in plaster in front of him.

"That friend's masterpiece of yours." Illumi said without emotion.

Qi Ya frowned and moved his face away.

"Deserving it."

Illumi seemed to be slightly taken aback, looked down at the plastered right wrist, then raised his head to look at Qiya.His long black hair fell from his shoulders with this movement.He pursed his lips, as if thinking about how to speak.

"Qi Ya..."

"Stop talking, you know, you know, I will stay here and accept the punishment, and I won't run around again, that's fine!" Qi Ya urgently interrupted him with an impatient expression, and then said coldly, "But, no, Xu, Dong, Jie!"

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Qi Ya rolled his eyes, knowing that Illumi was about to start his patriarchal argument again, "I've had enough of you."

The candlelight in the basement was reflected into those dark eyes, and the flickering light covered up the emotions welling up in the depths of the eyes for a moment, "They are here to look for you." After a while, he said so.

"What did you say!?" Qi Ya suddenly opened his eyes, the iron chain in his hand rattled and rattled.

Illumi slowly turned her back, half of her face melted into the dim light.

"You care about him so much?" Illumi asked a random question.

"That is, do you still care about you?" Qi Ya snorted coldly, "Jie is not your opponent at all, don't think you can pretend to be aggrieved because you hurt your hand! Ghosts can see it You did it on purpose. My dear big brother, please let the weak Jie go, so as not to get your hands dirty!"

"Is this how you beg for help?" Illumi also spoke in a bad tone, and even wanted to rush out and kill Jie right now.

Qi Ya turned his face away and remained silent.

"I see."

The cell door creaked open and closed with a creak.

Illumi went out.

Later, Qi Ya somehow persuaded his father to let him go with Jie.The forest sea on the withered mountain looked so harmless in the evening light. When he saw the scarred Jie again in the courtyard in front of the butler's room, he was smiling to greet him.

"Qi Ya." It was the same as the scene of the first meeting.

"Yo." Qi Ya raised his hand and pretended to be cool, and greeted him casually, but there was still a trace of lingering depression in his heart.

Walking beside the fishing rod, he excitedly introduced to Jie the whole Kukuposhan that he knew, as if Jie really just came to his house as a guest, the ordinary can no longer be ordinary.Sanmao obediently lay beside the door and watched them push open the gate of hell.Along the way, Qi Ya never saw Illumi again, but he could feel the scorching eyes cast on him along the way.

He must be mad.

At that moment, Qi Ya suddenly felt an unprecedented joy, as if he had seized a chance for revenge.He wanted to do something more extreme, such as throwing the half-written "Illumi's Suspected Facial Nerve Necrosis Observation Log" through the door on purpose, but later found out that he hadn't brought it out. The observation diary is still under his pillow.

Shrugged, that's all.