The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Yan Shiqing picked up the two mobile phones and put them away, carefully tidied up Xiao Mu's clothes.

He didn't dare to touch Xiao Mu, his eyes followed her closely, and he stepped into the police car with her.

After that, there was a series of recorded statements and entering the interrogation room.

Xiao Mu's mental state is not good, and he always starts to cry after saying a few words, Yan Shiqing explained the cause and effect of the incident clearly on her behalf.

Sitting in the interrogation room, he told what he saw as a bystander, as if stating his crimes.

The crime of Cockscomb and Hongmao was a certainty, and they were transferred to the court as soon as the case was prepared at the police station.

Yan Shiqing was detained for three days because of excessive wounding.

Xiao Mu's parents reunited for the first time after the divorce, took their daughter whom no one wanted to take care of, and scolded Yan Shiqing through the glass window, saying that he was ruthless, that he was cold-blooded, that he was also a scum that was not as good as a beast .

Yan Shiqing listened to the swearing without moving, each character seemed to be magnified and drilled into his ears abruptly.

He felt that what the other party said was right, not even cruel enough, so he didn't refute a word.

He had a splitting headache, his mouth was dry, his vision was blurry, and he didn't even know if Xiao Mu looked at him when he was leaving.

Three days later, Yan Shiqing walked out of the police station in a daze.

After the heavy rain, the sun came out for several days in a row, and the young cicadas broke through the ground and made hoarse sounds. Summer came mixed with noise.

Yan Shiqing stood in the shadows, his feet were weak, and he had never felt that the sun was so dazzling.

On Monday, Yan Shiqing did not go to school for the fourth day.

Qi Jiu was extremely worried, the chat box was flooded with messages sent to Yan Shiqing, and the phone was turned off no matter how many times he called.

"It seems he didn't come to class on Friday." Qi Jiu looked at the back table worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Zhou Qing yawned first, not caring about the elusive transfer student.

Qi Jiu couldn't see him like this, and shook the other person's shoulders: "You don't care about your friends at all."

"Whether other people come to school or not is none of your business." Zhou Qing said helplessly, "Besides, how do you know if people consider me a friend?"

Qi Jiu withdrew his hand abruptly, turned his head to face the mountain-like homework test paper on Yan Shiqing's desk, and suddenly got up and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

Zhou Qing looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Qi Jiu was so angry that he wanted to imitate Zhou Qing who said "it's none of your business", but couldn't get out of his mouth, so he simply ran away with his schoolbag in his arms.

She couldn't stop staring back at him while running.

Qi Jiu could have many reasons to go to Yan Shiqing. It can be said that he was the monitor of the squad and cared for him as an acquaintance.

But after thinking about it, he decided to go to Yan Shiqing's place and tell him honestly that he came because he was too worried.

Relying on his vague memory from a month ago, Qi Jiu asked people all the way to find the factory building, and it was almost dark at that time.

An aunt with a stereo came out of the factory, probably going to dance, Qi Jiu ran over immediately and asked, "Auntie, I would like to ask if Yan Shiqing lives here?"

The aunt immediately opened her eyes when she heard the name: "Hey! Why are you looking for that little bastard again? I got mad when I heard the name."

Qi Jiu didn't expect her to be so fierce, and said coyly: "...I'm his classmate, he hasn't come to school for several days, I want to see if something happened to him."

"Are you his classmate?" The aunt looked him up and down with squinting eyes.

Qi Jiu looks well-behaved and talks politely. He is the type that parents and teachers like when they see each other.

The aunt was also delighted to see her, she bent down and hooked Qi Jiu's shoulders and whispered: "Ah, my little classmate, let me tell you, don't worry about him, he's a little wolf cub making troubles all day long, and his parents are also old fritters. A lot."

She got closer and closer, her breath touched the tip of Qi Jiu's ear and nose, and she kept nagging about how difficult Yan Shiqing was to deal with. girl.

"Little brother, this Yan Shiqing is probably not a good person. I have seen the police come here to look for him in the past two days. If you are so obedient, don't get in touch with him—"

Qi Jiu held his breath and leaned back, took a few steps back with his schoolbag in his arms, his face flushed red: "What's up with you—hiss!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, his little face wrinkled in pain, and he deliberately put on a fierce look.

With physiological tears in the corners of Qi Jiu's eyes, he imitated Zhou Qing and yelled without any deterrent effect: "It's none of your business!"

After he finished speaking, he ran away, ignoring the aunt who was cursing behind him, her ears still a little shy, rushed up to the second floor, knocked on doors and asked where Yan Shiqing lived.

A bucket was placed at the leftmost door, and the sewage was full, and no one poured it out. The overflowing water formed water spots on the ground, extending into the room.

Qi Jiu knocked on the door for a long time, then called out in a drawn-out voice: "Yan—Shi—Qing—"

It was quiet inside, Qi Jiu leaned against the door and listened for a while, but didn't hear any movement.

He pursed his mouth, holding some immature thoughts before he left, and gently turned the doorknob, unexpectedly the door opened.

The room was pitch black, and only a little light came in when he opened the door.

Qi Jiu has been well-bred since childhood, and he knows that he shouldn't enter other people's rooms randomly, and he shouldn't look around like this.

But he couldn't control it. Yan Shiqing's room was so empty that he could see it at a glance. Qi Jiu moved his gaze to the floor, feeling that every inch of the room was oppressive.

The air was filled with a smell of water, the walls had yellowish traces of rainwater infestation, the only window was tightly closed, and the sporadic lights outside the window did not bring any warmth to the room.

There were unfinished materials spread out on the desk, and the only other piece of furniture was a canopy bed, on which Yan Shiqing curled up quietly.

"Yanyan?" Qi Jiu said timidly, "I, can I come in?"

The person on the bed was motionless, like a corpse.

The moment the thought of "corpse" appeared, Qi Jiu threw away the previous etiquette and quickly walked over to check Yan Shiqing's situation.

When seeing the other party's appearance, Qi Jiu let out an exclamation.

Yan Shiqing's condition was very bad, he was huddled tightly on the bed, his lips were cracked, his face was filled with unnatural red, his breathing was short and hot.

Qi Jiu withdrew his hand as soon as he touched Yan Shiqing's forehead, almost scalded by the abnormal temperature.

Yan Shiqing was startled awake by his movement, and stared at the person in front of him with chaotic eyes for a long time.

The moment he recognized that the person in front of him was Qi Jiu, Yan Shiqing suddenly shrank towards the wall.

Like a rabbit avoiding strangers.

Qi Jiu's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't care so much, he hurriedly took his mobile phone to make an emergency call.

But as soon as he stood up, Yan Shiqing grabbed his wrist.

Yan Shiqing's palm was hot, the temperature was frighteningly high, and Qi Jiu's skin seemed to be touched by a piece of hot iron.

He didn't say anything, his eyes were moist due to illness, but the bottom of his eyes was dark, as if he wanted to suck Qi Jiu in.

"You have to go to the hospital!" Qi Jiu anxiously explained to him, "You're sick!"

Yan Shiqing didn't answer, hooked Qi Jiu's wrist, pulled it into the bed, and placed it gently on his cheek.

"Yan Shiqing!" Qi Jiu was rarely serious, "You have to go, something will happen if you continue like this."

Yan Shiqing remained silent, buried half of his face in the quilt, and looked at him with his eyes open.

The light at the door illuminated the tops of his eyes, making Yan Shiqing seem very stubborn, which did not match his weak appearance.

"Don't go." After staring at Qi Jiu like this for a long time, he responded with a hoarse voice, "You don't go either."

The rabbit, who was afraid of people just now, bent its body and clung to Qi Jiu's hand tightly, rubbing against him seemingly imperceptibly.

It seems to be coquettish.

Qi Jiu felt that Yan Shiqing's temperature was too high, and the heat was continuously coming from the palm of his hand, which made his cheeks burn too.

He was so anxious that he wanted to continue persuading him, but Yan Shiqing had already closed his eyes.

Yan Shiqing's hand was weak, and Qi Jiu could get rid of it with a little struggle.

But he looked at Yan Shiqing's unusually docile eyebrows, and in the end he just kept this posture, frowning and called Zhou Qingxian.

——Yan Shiqing was dreaming repeatedly.

He kept dreaming about the scene of Xiao Mu being violated, and the details of every frame in the alley were enlarged in his field of vision.

He turned his head to escape, but every time he turned around, he could always see Qi Jiu blocking the alley.

Sometimes Yan Shiqing would become a third-party perspective, watching himself indifferent from a bird's-eye view, and watching Qi Jiu appear behind him.

This recurring dream lasted for two days and began to intensify.

In the past, whenever he ignored Xiao Mu, Qi Jiu always appeared; every day he spent with Qi Jiu, Xiao Mu's figure would be mixed in.

And Qi Jiu didn't smile in his dream, or at first he did.

But when he found Xiao Mu, the corners of his mouth would collapse bit by bit, and his clear eyes finally became sad and disappointed.

He would look at Yan Shiqing for a long time, and then leave without looking back.

Wait a minute—Yan Shiqing yelled at his back in his dream.

His feet seemed to be filled with lead, welded into the reinforced concrete and he couldn't move, his throat seemed to be strangled by someone, it seemed to be red hair, and it seemed to be just Xiao Mu.

Yan Shiqing's vision was scarlet, looking at Qi Jiu's gradually receding figure, only the soul could make a sound.

Wait for me, don't leave me, don't go—

Yan Shiqing woke up suddenly.

Qi Jiu's face appeared in front of him. He was leaning on the table in a distorted posture to do his homework, with one hand tightly held by himself.

"...You're awake." Qi Jiu smiled at him with bent eyes, "Do you feel better?"

Yan Shiqing suddenly felt like a maggot attached to his bones, he seemed to have a little stress reaction, and looked at Qi Jiu in horror, but also with a little hope.

Qi Jiu thought that he didn't like this kind of close contact, so he pulled his hand to avoid it: "You haven't come to school for a long time, I...I'm a little worried about you."

He explained to Yan Shiqing in a good-tempered manner: "You are sick, but you don't want to go to the hospital, so I asked Zhou Zhou to find his personal doctor. I just gave you an injection and brought some water."

He said that he moved his hand up, wanting to try Yan Shiqing's forehead temperature.

But Yan Shiqing panicked for an instant, and didn't hear a single word of Cai Cai's words.

He felt Qi Jiu move away, and was really afraid that he would run away, so he immediately grabbed him with both hands in a panic.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Jiu thought it was funny, and asked him in a soft voice.

After not getting a response for a while, he said again: "If there is nothing else, I will go first..."

He didn't finish this sentence, I don't know which word in the words seemed to turn on Yan Shiqing's switch——

He actually cried.

Yan Shiqing didn't seem to realize that he was crying, and stared at Qi Jiu blankly without blinking.

Dou Da's tears fell straight onto the pillow, and with a thud, Qi Jiu's whole heart was agitated.

"Ah..." Qi Jiu became flustered, and hurriedly slid his fingertips across the corners of his eyes, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

Yan Shiqing didn't speak, he looked extremely embarrassed, he lost his soul and only burst into tears.

Qi Jiu looked at it in a panic, but no matter how coaxed it was to no avail, Yan Shiqing's eyelashes were wet into a ball.

Qi Jiu simply did what Qi Yan did before, helped Yan Shiqing up and hugged him tightly, rubbed the back of his neck, and stroked his back to comfort him.

His voice was soft and soft, as gentle as a cloud, gently wrapping around Yan Shiqing's ear: "I... I have learned a little way to control pheromones recently, let me show you, I Mom said it would be very comfortable to smell."

It was the first time Yan Shiqing was treated like this, and he didn't know how to react dully.

He just leaned against Qi Jiu, letting his tears wet the clothes on Qi Jiu's shoulders, and even felt a little nervous in his heart.

He thought: Can I get these?

I did something wrong, can I still get Qi Jiu's hug?

Yan Shiqing was burning all over, but he still felt very cold, until Qi Jiu filled the hole in his heart with his own body temperature.

Yan Shiqing was apprehensive, while greedily absorbing Qi Jiu's body temperature.

He later realized that the Qi Jiu in front of him was real, and his wandering consciousness suddenly returned, and the first thought that popped up was:

This matter must absolutely, absolutely not let Qi Jiu know.

He was like a child who secretly hid candy, panicked and didn't know what to do, with selfish desires that he dared not reveal, he grabbed Qi Jiu's clothes carefully and meticulously.

The tip of Yan Shiqing's nose landed on Qi Jiu's gland, and it was only at this time that what Qi Jiu said just now gradually penetrated into his dull brain.

His brain, sluggish with the drugs, blunt with the fever, now slowly flooded into a second thought:

I really want to differentiate quickly, whether it is omega or alpha, I want to smell his scent.

Yan Shiqing paused for a long time, then shook his head again, correcting his thoughts:

Only alpha.

I just want to be an alpha who can smell him, hug him, possess him and protect him.