I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

Jiu Chuan Xingmu had a sore nose, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, but when his emotions reached this peak, it was difficult to control, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold back the grievance and helplessness in his heart.

The boy who was following him was just a few steps behind. Matsuda Jinhei turned his head in some doubts and happened to see the crystal clear teardrops sliding down the side of the boy's face.

"What, what's the matter?" He was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened in shock, and then he quickly reacted and quickly walked to the boy's side and asked worriedly: "Did something happen?"

Usually, the arrogant and charming person lowered his voice and seemed at a loss what to do, which was somewhat funny, but Jiuchuan Xingmu didn't have the heart to notice this at all, and his already sad mood reached its peak because of this question.But rationality told him that he should not be seen by Matsuda Jinpei like this.

With both hands clutching, he wiped his tears with his wrists, trying to regain his composure.

It's a pity that there was almost no effect, his shoulders even began to tremble slightly, and big drops of tears gathered on the tip of Jie Qiao's chin, looking very pitiful.

"Hey, what's the matter..." Matsuda Jinpei hastily took out the toilet paper and handed it over, watching the boy's shoulders tremble, feeling flustered and bitter.

The panic was because he was worried that he would say the wrong thing. As for the bitterness...he didn't know the reason for this emotion. In short, he just didn't want the boy to cry from the bottom of his heart.

Then he took a step forward and hugged the boy before he could react.

"Don't...don't be sad." Although it wasn't the first time that he was so close to Jiuchuan Xingmu, it was the first time that Matsuda Jinpei felt the temperature on his ears, it was so hot and strange.

Before he had time to think, he patted Jiu Chuan Xingmu's back lightly, and his voice was subconsciously soft: "Did something happen?"

Then he clearly felt the body of the boy in his arms stiffen. Just when he thought that Jiu Chuan Xingmu would break free, the boy directly threw the things in his hand on the ground, grabbed his clothes and put his face on him. Weeping silently on the shoulder.

The end of the nose was the smell of washing powder on Jiu Chuan Xingmu's clothes. Matsuda Zhenping's mind went blank and his body was scalding. Is the temperature already this high?He began to regret why he didn't buy a popsicle just now.

But soon he had no time to think about anything else, the boy in his arms twitched, and he could clearly feel the wetness on his shoulders.

His intuition told him that Jiu Chuan Xingmu should be a person who doesn't cry easily, and the last time he saw him so embarrassed was in his first shooting class.So, what happened to him?

Is something wrong at home?Or what other reason?

His mouth opened, but he still didn't ask.

Forget it, if you are willing to tell them, you don't need to ask yourself.What I should do now is to accompany him well.

The two teenagers just ignored their own image for two or three minutes, and Jiu Chuan Xingmu's mood finally stabilized.

……

Wait, why did I cry on top of Matsuda Jinpei?

It seems that he couldn't hold back and wiped his face on his clothes, shouldn't he smear his nose?

He won't kill himself! ?

Ahem, although the strength of the two should be about the same, what if Matsuda Jinpei with the bonus of anger becomes more terrifying?

The more Jiu Chuan Xingmu thought about it, the more flustered he became, he was so guilty that he didn't even dare to raise his face.

"When you've cried enough, raise your head!" Anyway, after getting along for so long, Matsuda Jinhei quickly guessed what he was thinking now, and took a step back with some disgust, and Jiu Chuan Xingmu, who was caught off guard, staggered and almost fell down.

The beautiful boy raised his head angrily, his slender eyelashes were clogged with tears, and his brightly colored pupils were extraordinarily clear as if they had been washed. He stayed on the ground for a few seconds and then coughed dryly for the two of them. He quickly restrained the thorns all over his body, and asked in a very obedient manner: "Ahem, do you want me to wash your clothes for you?"

"No need." Matsuda Jinpei, who was about to say something, seemed to dissipate all his anger the moment he saw Jiuchuan Xingmu's face, but he seemed a little embarrassed when he didn't say anything. He hesitated for a while and pointed to the ground The popsicle that has turned into a lump: "Hurry up and clean up, don't add more work to the cleaning staff!"

"I know, I know." Jiu Chuan Xingmu looked down at the semi-solid blue solid stained with the dust on the ground, and felt a little disgusted.

In the end, they were padded with toilet paper and thrown into the trash can, and finally wiped the ground obediently, which won the praise of many passers-by.

"Okay?" Looking at the restored place, Jiuchuan Xingmu winked at Matsuda Zhenping with some complacency, and smiled very nicely.

"This place is so clean, right? What are you proud of?" Matsuda Jinhei sighed helplessly, picked up the plastic bag on the ground, and walked towards the school first.

"Wait for me—!" Jiu Chuan Xingmu, who was standing there, blinked suspiciously, and then took steps to catch up.

Unexpectedly, Matsuda Jinpei quickened his pace again, throwing Jiu Chuan Xingmu away.Leave him alone with a black question mark face.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu, who didn't try to catch up again, missed Matsuda Jinpei's exaggerated crimson face.

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Although Matsuda Jinpei didn't ask anything, it was obvious that he would pay more attention to Jiuchuan Xingmu in the next class.

Probably really worried about what happened to me.

Although Jiu Chuan Xingmu knew that his companion was worried about him, he still felt some pressure.

After all, his illness does exist, no matter how well he hides it on weekdays, some physiological reactions cannot be avoided.Usually he just needs to hide from the crowd.

At any rate, it has been hidden for so many years, coupled with the natural acuity inherited from his parents and the anti-reconnaissance ability as a policeman, it is actually not too difficult.

But Matsuda Jinpei is different. This guy is not an ordinary person. As a bomb disposal expert of the Onizuka class, his sensitivity is no worse than that of Jiuchuan Xingmu.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu had to work hard, so he became more and more tired after the past two weeks.It's not mental torture, it's just physical exhaustion.

It feels much harder than usual training.

Finally, when it came time to see a psychiatrist, he actually felt a little relaxed when he was somewhat resisted on weekdays.

After packing up his things and carrying the empty canvas bag on his back, he left the school and headed towards the counseling room.

He didn't tell anyone about the leave this week. He always felt that if he was asked why he asked for leave, he couldn't find a way to answer it.

Doctor Taocheng is wearing glasses with silver frames today, and the chain of the same color hangs from the side of the glasses and hides behind his neck. With his handsome and elegant appearance, he looks surprisingly good-looking.

Even Xing Mu, who has gone through so many worlds, would find it pretty.

[It's just a little annoying. 】After his compliment last time, Xing Mu didn't want to deal with this person at all.If it wasn't for the establishment of the original owner who wanted to cure the disease no matter what, he couldn't help but give this person two punches.

[That's right. 】The system agrees with Xing Mu's words this time. After the last time, under the instructions of the host, he has investigated the irrelevant characters in this world to the bottom.

Surprisingly, I discovered that this person has never done anything bad. His parents have been very strict since he was a child. He doesn't even have time to make friends on weekdays. He is always studying hard.So it's no accident that such an achievement is achieved at such a young age.

But there is one thing that makes it very concerned, that is, this person has always listened to his mother's words, and to put it bluntly, he is Ma Baonan, but during this time, he and his mother are unexpectedly in a cold war period.

The reason for the quarrel was that his mother forced him to go on a blind date, and met him with many exquisite-looking ladies and sisters from wealthy families, but he rejected all of them.

Logically speaking, this kind of person who has been determined by his parents along the way should never do things that muddy them, so the system is a little worried...whether it has something to do with the host.

But it's not easy to jump to a conclusion when the evidence is not conclusive, so it didn't come up until now to tell Xingmu about it.

[In the future, when investigating others, I need my consent. 】Xing Mu pondered for a while, and first instructed the system in this way.

No matter how good his relationship with the system was, he would not allow it to make its own decisions, which was originally an auxiliary function, and then combined with this period of time, he quickly guessed it. [The roses in the cabinet before should have been given by this person. 】

Even if he is indeed slow, he has experienced so many worlds anyway, so he still can't guess it now.

Moreover, this Taocheng doctor knew how to restrain himself before, but this time he looked at him with undisguised desire, and even... there was a trace of anger in it.

Not quite understanding what he was angry about, Xing Mu still acted as if nothing had happened, pursed her lips and smiled at him, obediently waiting for this conversation to start.

"I didn't have time to ask last time, but I actually want to ask this time..." Dr. Taocheng's pale fingers lightly brushed the wall of the mug, and his voice became hoarse: "Does Mr. Xingmu like someone?"

"Huh?" The boy looked at him suspiciously.

"Like is a good emotion. It may divert your attention from the past, so I am a little concerned." Doctor Taocheng smiled, his expression was full of concern.

Tsk, you should be wishing for someone the original owner didn't like.

Although Xing Mu is not a person full of bad tastes, but facing such an annoying person, he still wished that he would be unhappy, so he pretended to be shy and lowered his head with clenched fists, exposing his beautiful neck to Tao In the eyes of Doctor Cheng.

Under his almost obsessed gaze, the young man's crisp voice was full of trepidation: "There is..."

The hand holding the mug suddenly tightened, and Doctor Taocheng tried hard to control his emotions: "By the way, is this a student of your police academy?