[Guardian Sweetheart] I heard that I am Mary Sue

In the cold winter, the lingering cold wind rolled up the dead leaves all over the ground, and occasionally a piece of it slowly fell outside the closed window sill, leaving a trail of water vapor without a trace.

Qingkong leaned lazily by the window, twisted a ball of Xuemei Niang with her white and tender hands, put it near her mouth and took a bite, the sweet matcha powder on the skin brushed the corner of her mouth inadvertently, leaving light stains.

She licked the corner of her mouth, and turned a page of the book resting on her lap with her free hand.

Li Zi, who woke up in his sleep, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked softly, "Why do you wake up so early..."

After a few mouthfuls of Xuemei Niang, Qing Kong took a tissue from the table, wiped his hands and said, "I couldn't sleep, so I got up and read a book."

As she said that, she put down the book, stepped on the soft blanket with her bare feet, and walked aside to throw the tissue into the trash can.After picking up the mobile phone on the coffee table, Qingkong slowly returned to the window.

She drew back the curtains.

"It's winter..."

Aozora doesn't like Christmas very much.

One is that it is too cold. Standing in the ice and snow, even if you are wrapped in down, you will be shivering from the cold.

Another layer is because of her family.

Maybe it's a coincidence, since she was conscious, Qing Kong's parents and elder brother were not by her side every Christmas.She received Western education since she was a child, and her yearning for Christmas is by no means lower than the Spring Festival in the eyes of Chinese people.But every time she watched the brightly lit Christmas tree alone, her enthusiasm was exhausted little by little.

Qingkong's eyes darkened, and then she closed the curtains without nostalgia.

The thin sunlight that leaked in just now was sucked away in an instant, and the room fell into darkness again.

Lizi was arranging her hair in front of the mirror, and when she felt that the room had suddenly darkened, she looked at Qingkong suspiciously.

"what happened?"

"cold."

Saying that, Qing Kong shrank back into the warm quilt again, and the whole person fell into the soft bed, the quilt was tightly covered, only a pair of watery eyes were exposed, and he was concentrating on looking at the mobile phone in front of him.

She looked exhausted and had an air of weakness.

After Lizi combed her hair, she turned around and saw half a plate of Xue Mei Niang placed by the window sill, she was a little surprised: "Huh? You ate half a plate?"

"..."

Before waiting for Qingkong's answer for a long time, Lizi looked at her uncertainly, and after thinking about it, he still flew to her side.

She poked at the phone screen, and Aozora's attention finally shifted to her.

"what happened?"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting weird today..." Lizi said anxiously, "Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick..." Qing Kong replied sullenly, "Mother just sent a message, I'm thinking about how to reply."

"It's so early... what did she say?"

Qingkong didn't speak, just put the phone in front of her.

"Good morning and Merry Christmas!

I'm sorry that I can't go back to spend this beautiful festival with you, but my dear, I will offer my most sincere blessings from afar.

So, have you finished the book that was sent to you last time?how do you feel? "

Li Zi was stunned: "The book from last time... the one from the Renaissance?"

Qing Kong nodded and took the phone back.She sighed, and said in a low voice: "I have indeed finished reading it, and I have also looked up the materials of that period to understand it, but in terms of impressions... I can say that the author's writing is easy to understand, the depth of thinking is eye-catching, and the intention is brilliant ?"

Of course not.

Both of them knew very well that what Mrs. Junna wanted was definitely not these general answers, what she wanted to hear was the opinion that only belonged to Junna Aozora.

Thinking to no avail, Lizi patted Qingkong's cold back helplessly.

"You don't want me to cheat for you, do you? Then, please think hard."

Aoki didn't speak.

After a while, she put her mobile phone on the bedside table, got out of the bed, and put on the knitted coat hanging on the windbreaker hanger.

"chestnut."

Qing Kong picked up the leftover Xue Mei Niang, took a last look at the dropped cell phone, opened the door and left the room.

Her soft voice was blown by the wind to the room behind her, and Li Zi could hear every word clearly, then she was startled, opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

"I think I've reached the rebellious stage."

After throwing a thunderbolt, Qingkong walked to the living room calmly.

The butler grandpa, who was instructing the servants to arrange Christmas decorations, quickly noticed his lady's arrival. He hurried over and said hello with a kind smile: "Good morning, miss."

"Good morning."

Qing Kong put down the plate in his hand, and a maid immediately came up to take it away.She followed everyone's movements and looked at the brand-new layout of the house, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"This is……"

"Oh, today is Christmas, so I rearranged it." The housekeeper said with a smile, "Master, Madam and Young Master, maybe they will come back to reunite with Miss at night."

"That's it..." Qingkong also smiled, "I will look forward to the evening. However, I want to take a walk on the street now and come back later."

She smiled sincerely, as if she had never received an apology from her mother.

He also said it very seriously, as if he didn't realize that it was only seven o'clock and the streets were empty.

The housekeeper looked at the clock, wondering: "It's still so early, there's nothing on the street."

"I'm going to sketch, what do I want?" Aozora said, "My father gave me a set of painting materials, but I haven't used them yet. Now that there are fewer people on the streets, I want to draw the original appearance of the streets of Tokyo. "

"After all, maybe one day I won't be able to see it."

Of course Qingkong has learned painting, among which she is best at oil painting.If it hadn't happened like that, she might even have become very good friends with He Xing.

After bidding farewell to Chun Mingjia's car, Aozora stopped at the intersection with Chestnut.

It was still early, and even on days like Christmas, there were no people on the street, so everyone must still be sleeping under the covers and having some sweet dreams, right?

Qing Kong wrapped his scarf tightly, couldn't help coughing, and spit out thin white steam from his mouth.

"It's rare that you are willing to go out in winter, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Lizi looked at her worriedly, then looked around again, thoughtfully: "If you want to draw, why don't you go to a place where it's not so cold? I'm worried that your hands are so stiff that you can't hold a pen."

"Um……"

Qingkong responded, and took out the small warm water bag specially prepared by the butler grandpa from his backpack, which was just big enough to hold in the palm of his hand, and Qingkong suddenly felt that he was alive.

She held the chestnut in her arms, put the warm water bag in her arms, and walked again.

Lizi rubbed against the warm residual temperature, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In the room just now... you mean the rebellious period?"

"It's the rebellious period." Qingkong's face was half huddled in the scarf, and his voice sounded muffled, "I've checked, and most adolescent children will develop a rebellious mentality and enter the so-called rebellious period."

"I'm not that serious, but..."

They walked slowly past a boutique that had just opened, and the store manager looked at them in surprise, as if wondering why Aozora and the others left so early.But soon, the store manager smiled and presented a small and exquisite powder blue bell.

Aozora gratefully accepted it, and wished "Merry Christmas" back.

"but……"

The bell was shaking in the cold red hand, and it made a crisp sound, just like a child's cute laughter.

Aozora continued.

"Suddenly I don't want to reply to my mother's message, I don't want to stay at home obediently and wait for the elders who won't come back at all, I don't want to tell the housekeeper and grandpa that I'm the only one this Christmas again..."

"I……"

She paused for a while, and seemed to muster up a lot of courage before she said, "I don't want to stay at home."

Li Zi has been nestling in her arms and listening quietly, waiting for her to finish speaking slowly before speaking softly.

"It's okay."

The little guardian sweetheart blinked her gray-blue eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised a gentle arc, saying every word.

"If you don't want to go back, don't go back... But, you still have to tell the grandpa the housekeeper. Then, just spend your own Christmas outside!"

"But, wouldn't this be very capricious?" Qing Kong pursed his lips.

"This is not capricious." Li Zi looked at her.

"This is your freedom."

When Qing Kong finally found a favorite perspective to paint, spread out cushions and sat on the lawn overlooking the street, and began to draw lines and make drafts, it was already slowly approaching nine o'clock.

This location is very high, and you can overlook the entire street here.The shops that opened one after another, the huge Christmas tree in the center, and the growing crowd...

After Qingkong finished drawing the draft, he looked up at the crowded street, looked at it carefully for a while, and then slowly said: "It's so lively and disappointing..."

When she said this, there was a lingering tenderness in her eyebrows and eyes, as if she opened her mouth and splashed soft ripples in a pool of green water.

Chestnut adjusted another color. Hearing what she said, he also looked towards the street.

"Pretty good, isn't it?"

After thinking about it, she said, "After all, you don't have many chances to see this scenery, so cherish it."

"I will..." As if thinking of something, Qing Kong's eyes dimmed.

At this time, the mobile phone's message notification rang in the backpack.Li Zi handed her the phone for her.

"Merry Christmas! by Nagihiko"

Aozora was a little surprised when he saw the sender clearly, and then unconsciously showed a gentle smile.

"Whose message?" Seeing her expression, Li Zi guessed something in her heart, so she asked.

Aozora said softly, "It's Nagihiko."

"Merry Christmas! by Aozora"

As soon as it showed that the sending was successful, Nagihiko called, and Aozora quickly picked it up.

"Naghiko?"

"Good morning, Aozora."

Nagihiko's voice over there sounded full of laughter, making Aozora also laugh.

"Good morning, Nagihiko."

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Forget it, let’s start posting... I originally wanted to fix eleven o’clock, but the mobile phone is full of problems...

Mina-san, I'm back!

In fact, this article has entered the end, and I am a little bit reluctant.

Thanks to everyone who waited patiently and gave me the motivation to write until now.

After the end, there will be extra episodes, a future, and maybe a past.