[Comprehensive] Favorability upup

——I'll go to your second uncle!

This was the first sentence in Qingliu's mind when she opened her eyes. At the same time, it seemed that a large group of mud horses rushed past her heart, and the last one turned its head and mocked her.

Distressed.

This is Qingliu's second reaction, purely literal, the position of the heart is not only painful, but also slightly cool, as if the draft has passed through the hole in the heart.

Can you not go through it?They all poked a hole out.

Coughing a little uncomfortable, Qingliu stared at the white ceiling of the hospital, making up his mind to beat up that little bastard when he recovered, so hard that even his mother couldn't recognize him.

and many more.

White ceiling?

Qingliu came back to her senses suddenly, sat up from the bed at once, and then bent down with a groan.

pain.

very painful.

"Are you okay?" The person next to him who was dozing off was startled by the movement and woke up suddenly. Seeing Qingliu's distorted face in pain, he wanted to help her in a panic, but he didn't know what to do. Where to start.

Qingliu waved his hand, and reluctantly uttered two words: "It's okay."

Hissing inhaling air-conditioning, it took a while to feel better, Qingliu straightened up slowly, and looked to the side.

The boy with day lily hair looked at her with his eyes open, his handsome face showed a fierce look for some reason, the coincidence rate with the bad boy was as high as 70.00%, he was not a serious student at first glance.

Who is this?

Qingliu's eyes showed this meaning very clearly.

"Cough, I saw you lying on the side of the road on the way home, uh, bleeding..." The young man looked a little at a loss, but he explained patiently, "I sent you to the hospital. "

He probably knew that he looked a little scary, so he didn't stare at Qingliu after he finished speaking, but lowered his head slightly.

"Thank you." Qingliu glanced at the drip on her hand, then looked down at her chest covered in bandages, "Can you lend me your phone?"

——Where did such a young child get money?

—— Can surgery be performed without the signature of relatives?

Questions popped up in his head one after another, but Qingliu was slapped in the face in the next second.

"Are you going to contact your family?" The boy touched his head, and said while cooperatively reaching for the phone, "Your brother is talking to the doctor, and he should be here soon."

"Huh?" Qing Liu was a little confused.

"When I brought you to the hospital, I happened to meet your elder brother." When the boy said this, there was an unspeakable expression on his face, "Asahi Nayakami, is that the name?"

The paw stretched out to pick up the phone froze suddenly, and Qingliu said, "What a coincidence..."

The two fell silent in embarrassment.

Qingliu's mind was full of how to explain to his family that he just went out to participate in a comic exhibition and came back covered in blood and was stabbed with a big hole in his chest. After a while, he realized that the person sitting next to him was himself if nothing else happened. the savior.

"That..." Qingliu touched the back of his head with the hand that was not on the IV, gently attracted the young man's attention, and then asked, "What's your name?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki."

"... Huh?" Qing Liu was taken aback.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, I just think I've heard this name somewhere before." Qingliu tilted her head and thought hard, but she still couldn't remember it, so she lowered her head in frustration, "But I can't remember it."

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked like he was comforting Qingliu, but he didn't know what to say, obviously he didn't know why the girl in front of him felt his name was familiar.

In fact, he just came to Tokyo to buy some things, and it was scary to think about bumping into such an obvious murder scene.

I haven't met Kuchiki Rukia yet, but Strawberry-kun, who is just an ordinary boy who can see ghosts, scratched his head. Looking at the girl with a tangled face, his bad-spoken attribute broke out, so he had to silently put away his phone and wait for her turn around.

Qingliu stared blankly at the pink up flying in front of her, not wanting to turn her head to look at her savior at all.

She will never trust this crap again!never!

That little bastard was covered in pink up every day, and in the end he stabbed himself without hesitation!

They are all liars!fraud!

What an increase in favorability!None of them exist!

nonexistent!

Qingliu, who was not ready to admit that he had entered the master-apprentice line and turned black in the end, screamed in his heart, humming and chirping, not wanting to speak.

Until Nayakami Asahi pushed the door open and came in with a haggard face.

All the men in Asahina's family are handsome enough to rely on their looks. Although they don't pay as much attention to their image as lawyer Asahina Ukyo, Asahina Masami has never put himself in such a mess.

It looked like he hadn't slept for days and nights.

"Brother Yachen."

Being embraced directly, completely embraced, Qingliu was a little guilty, she groped and grabbed the man's sleeve, shook it, and whispered, "This was an accident, it won't happen next time."

"where did you go?"

It wasn't until he hugged the girl in his arms that he felt a little bit more real. Natsumi Asahina let out a long breath and asked very tiredly.

"……Eh?"

Qingliu felt that this direction seemed a bit wrong.

"You have been missing for two whole months."

"……sorry."

Qingliu said gruffly, she didn't know how to explain that she hadn't been missing for two months, but had gone to a very, very ancient era and lived for 20 years, and was finally stabbed back by a white-eyed wolf.

"What's the matter with the knife wound on your body?" Released the girl, Asahina Yasumi held Qingliu's hand, and asked with a serious face, "If it wasn't just a little bit off to avoid the most important position, and the black Saki-kun sent it in time, you were already dead."

"This..." Qingliu blinked her eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Youkyo and the others are coming soon." Asahina Yasumi said lightly, "You should talk about it together when the time comes, lest you have to repeat it."

Wait who are you? ?

Where's my gentle and fuzzy Oni sauce! ! !

You spit him out for me! ! !

He stared at Nayakami Asahi for a long while, but didn't see the slightest hint of a joke from it. Qingliu directly pulled out his held paw, pretending that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, non-violent non-cooperation, expressionless Buried himself in the quilt.

Asahina Yasumi ignored her and turned to talk to Mr. Strawberry.

"Thank you so much, Kurosaki-kun."

"Ah, it's nothing." Answering, Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't help but look at the bulge on the bed, and then quickly looked away, "I'm just doing it with a little effort."

"In any case, you are the great benefactor of our Asahina family." Asahina Masami said very seriously, and handed his business card to Kurosaki Ichigo, "If it's not troublesome, our whole family will visit when my little sister is discharged from the hospital. I also ask Kurosaki-kun not to refuse."

"This is unnecessary..."

"This is my business card, you can come to me for anything." Without paying attention to Kurosaki Ichigo's refusal, Asahina Yasumi stuffed the business card into Kurosaki Ichigo's hand with a rare and tough gesture, "Please accept it. "

"it is good……"

Nayakami Asahina asked Kurosaki Ichigo's address and wrote it down carefully, the two of them said a few more words, and Kurosaki Ichigo proposed to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Qingliu got out of the quilt all of a sudden, struggling to reach out to Kurosaki Ichigo, "give me the phone."

Kurosaki Ichigo handed it out with a confused mind.

After saving his mobile phone number and mailbox number, Qingliu sent another message to his mobile phone, and then handed it back to Kurosaki Ichigo, smiling at him with his face up: "I will repay you in the future. "

Then, his face was covered by the whistling pink up.

No!I will never trust you again!

A hot chicken that won't even remind you of the blackening value!

Completely lost confidence in himself, this useless good-for-nothing good-for-nothing but now even more useless, Qingliu waited for the pink screen in front of him to pass away.

Asahina Yasumi poured her a glass of water.

"I want to eat an apple." Qingliu made a request.

"No." Asahina Yasumi refused.

"tangerinr."

"No."

"peach."

"No."

Qingliu gritted her teeth, reluctantly drank a glass of warm water, and then remembered something: "When I was sent to the hospital by Kurosaki-kun, was there anything next to me?"

She remembered that she should not let go of the hand holding the clothes.

I don't know whether to follow me or not.

"There is a very strange dress." Nayakami Asahi didn't hide it from her. "It's full of your blood. Brother Youjing washed it off, and it's at home now."

Wait, is there something wrong? ? ?

Did you wash it off so calmly? ? ?

Qingliu really didn't know where to start complaining, so she had to put the empty cup on the bedside table and put it back under the quilt.

"Brother Yachen, turn on the air conditioner."

"No."

Turning on the air-conditioning at this time is not good for your health. Nayakami Asahi refused without hesitation. He was already prepared to be tortured for half an hour, but the girl was unusually quiet. He lowered his head in surprise, only to find that the other party had already He fell asleep deeply.

But the girl obviously didn't sleep soundly, her brows were tightly frowned, and her face showed a bit of struggle, as if she had dreamed of something terrible.

Sighing, Nayakami Asahina touched the girl's cheek distressedly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Qing-chan, don't be afraid, go to sleep."

I don't know how many times I repeated the simple words, the girl's frown was slightly relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

——Little bastard, my old lady will beat you to death!

A faint smile appeared on the girl's lips.