Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

Only the system knows that Kou Qiu is really not joking.

Senior cadre Kou wanted to be a civil servant.It's a pity that all he had done before was to save the world, and he had to follow the dangerous elements all the time, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, the other party would blow up the whole earth. How could he have time to fulfill his life dream?

Fortunately, after seven missions to save the world, he finally came to the new mission world.

Kou Qiu saw Dream waving to him, so he couldn't wait to run towards Dream's embrace.

【Ah...】He put all the bright red reference book covers on the desk, buried his head in it, and sighed contentedly,【I'm so happy. 】

Du Heze, who was behind him, looked at the room with an expression as if he had been struck by lightning.

The system said: [I think he wants to open his mouth and scold his mother. 】

【Why? 】Kou Qiu is puzzled, 【Because I plan to devote my limited life to serving the people infinitely? 】

System: [...Because you made this sentence into a banner and hung it on the wall. 】

Du Heze stared at the banner, the bright colors on his face seemed to have knocked over the palette.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He raised his legs and went downstairs in a trance-Kou Qiu heard a bang, presumably the other party was too stimulated and his feet were unstable. The child fell.

In this regard, Kou Qiu's evaluation is: [Young man, you can't help it. 】

The system said: 【Your body is only twenty. 】

Kou Qiu’s eyes are far-reaching: [But I stand on the shoulders of Marx, Engels and Lenin, and the oldest among them is already [-] years old. 】

system:【......】

I can't talk anymore today.

To Kou Qiu's satisfaction, Xia Xinji did not show any surprised expression.On the contrary, the boy looked at his room full of red light, but raised his head and smiled at him.

"Brother likes these very much?"

The voice was also low and soft, and Kou Qiu felt that he was hit by a sugar-coated shell again.

And this cannonball named "Brother" is sweeter than the "Brother" just now, twice as sweet, so sweet that he seems to have jumped into honey.

"Yeah," he said, "does it look good?"

Xia Xinji laughed softly.

"nice."

With foresight, Kou Qiu's favorability value for him suddenly rose a bit.

Mr. Xia didn't return home until after ten o'clock in the evening.When he saw Xia Xinji who had already moved in, he didn't say much, he didn't even look him in the eye, he just asked, "Are you here?" He told Kou Qiu something about the company, washed up and went to rest.Xia Xinji didn't seem surprised by this attitude, he looked at Kou Qiu obediently, "Brother, then I'll go to rest too."

Kou Qiu said, "Okay."

He watched the other party turn right out of the room, suddenly frowned, and stopped Xia Xinji again, "Where are you resting?"

The boy pointed to the innermost room on the second floor.

The room was at the corner, not to mention the small size of the room, and there happened to be a very long and luxuriant tree outside that covered the window, basically no sunlight could penetrate it, and it was very cold.Kou Qiu didn't expect to arrange the frail young man to such a place, and he felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, he was somewhat dissatisfied with this group of servants.

This is the fresh flower bone of the motherland!

How can we not even let the sun shine! ! !

He said, "You come here first."

The boy hesitated for a while, but obediently came over.

Kou Qiu called Wang Ma over and asked directly, "Is the room next to me useful?"

Wang Ma was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes wandered between the two of them.

Kou Qiu: "Huh?"

"No......"

"Then now," Kou Qiu pulled the boy into his room, without any doubt, "Go and tidy up, Xiao Ji will live next door to me from now on."

His voice paused, with a hint of warning: "This is the last time."

Wang Ma was startled by this piercing gaze and nodded repeatedly.

The headlights in the room were turned off by the thrifty old cadre Kou, leaving only a dim bedside lamp.Xia Xinji watched Kou Qiu unfold the quilt, and unexpectedly his eyes fell into the other's eyes, which were clear and magnanimous, without any of his usual distracting thoughts: "Are you sure about the bed?"

Xia Xinji shook his head.

"It's fine if you don't admit it," Kou Qiu said, seeing that Wang Ma had finished packing, he sent the child to the next door, "Go to bed early, good night."

Xia Xinji looked at him without blinking, and after a long while, he suddenly bent his eyes.

"Brother," when he said this word, it seemed to contain an inexplicable tenderness, and he said it out gently between his lips and tongue, "good night to you too."

The door was closed softly.

On the first night after entering Xia's house, Xia Xinji dreamed something that he didn't really want to dream about.

He dreamed of the so-called mother.

People are ambitious.

And this woman's ambition couldn't be clearer—she wove a sweet net, trying to trap the young master of the Xia family who already had a family at that time into the net, and use this step to ascend to the sky—it's a pity Xia Xinji's father is the spider who weaves the web, and there are countless people outside, so how could he care about such an ordinary outer room.

Xia Xinji still remembers the appearance of her when she took herself to guard the gate of Xia's house. That winter was extremely cold. Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, which pierced his neck. He was wearing thin clothes. Clothes, the whole body is trembling desperately.But the man who came out didn't even give him a straight look. He just turned his head annoyed and told the housekeeper, "Hurry up and get rid of it. Dad will bother me again when he sees it."

He stood where he was, feeling the woman squeeze his hand tighter and tighter, almost rubbing it into the bone.

The dream was shattered into pieces with a crash, and there was an extra oil bottle beside him.From then on, the woman became more and more drunk day by day, and the wine bottles in the house were all over the floor. Xia Xinji looked at her, and already had a strange intuition in his heart.

Sure enough, in the same severe winter, she fell headfirst into the garbage dump when she was drunk, and never got up again.

Xia Xinji suddenly opened his eyes.

There was still intense darkness in his eyes, and he slowly arched his waist, feeling the cold cramps in his stomach again and again.

...it hurts.

But this kind of pain means that he is still alive.

He closed his eyes and endured silently, only when he couldn't control the pain would he forcefully turn over on the bed.When his closed eyes suddenly felt a warm light source, Xia Xinji was still a little unresponsive, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see Kou Qiu standing beside the bed, yawning with his hair a bit messed up.

"What's the matter?" Kou Qiu reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes and looked at him, asking, "Not feeling well?"

Xia Xinji was a little dazed.

Maybe all the defenses were completely disintegrated in such a dark night. He didn't even know how this so-called elder brother found out, so he could only stare at this man with his eyes open.Kou Qiu looked at him for a while, then suddenly leaned down, the fresh aroma of body wash penetrated into Xia Xinji's heart bit by bit, with a sweet base note, the aroma of orange blossom.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, and he couldn't tell why, but he had some inexplicable and unexplainable expectations.

Kou Qiu's hand was on his forehead, it was very warm to the touch.

"Sweating so much..." It's a pity that this feeling didn't last long, Kou Qiu withdrew his hand and looked at him, "Xiao Ji, do you have a stomachache?"

The boy on the bed watched him silently, and after a while, nodded very slowly.

It has to be said that such a body of a sickly beauty can indeed arouse people's infinite affection, Kou Qiu looked at his pale and bloodless face, and couldn't help brushing away the messy hair beside his cheek with his hand, feeling soft-hearted It was a mess, and the voice was softer.

Although he's an adult, he's still a child after all, he sighed secretly, feeling a little disgusted with that scumbag who wouldn't even let a child go.

"Take some medicine, okay?"

Xia Xinji moved his lips and said in a low voice: "But it's so late, I'm afraid it will be troublesome..."

"It's okay," Kou Qiu rubbed his hair, "Brother knows where the medicine is, I'll get it for you, you just lie down obediently."

He tucked in the quilt, quietly went to the cabinet in the living room and found the medicine box, and went back to Xia Xinji's room to carefully check the production date and dosage by the light.The warm water glass was placed in the palm of his hand, and the young man sat against the head of the bed, watching his face glow with a warm yellow light, and even the tiny fluff trembled softly in the light.

"Take three pills," Kou Qiu put the pills into his hand, and urged, "This medicine is bitter, don't lick it with your tongue, huh?"

The boy's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly said, "Brother, I don't know how to take pills."

"what?"

Kou Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there are indeed people in this world who can't learn to take pills no matter what.He hesitated for a while, and suggested: "How about I crush it first, and then you can drink it with water?"

I don't know why, after he made this suggestion, he actually saw a strong disappointment on the child's face, as if he was looking forward to some other development.However, this emotion was fleeting, Xia Xinji quickly adjusted his expression, and nodded obediently.

The pain in his stomach was slowly soothed, and Kou Qiu also stood up.There was a tenderness in his expression that made Xia Xinji's heart tremble, and he patted the boy's head again.

"Go to sleep."

These two words are so light and fluffy, but there seems to be magic in them.Xia Xinji's head touched the pillow. This time, there was no dream, no face, and no smelly and dirty death beside the garbage dump - he slept straight into the morning, sleeping more deeply than ever before.

The author has something to say:

Kou Qiu: I stand on the shoulders of Marx, Engels and Lenin!

Slag Gong: I'm still standing on Ximen Qing's shoulders, MDZZ!