Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

In the third year of senior high school, there is less than a year left before the college entrance examination, and the study atmosphere suddenly becomes oppressive and heavy, and the countdown to the college entrance examination also quietly appears in the lower right corner of the blackboard.

The tasks in the third year of senior high school are very heavy, not only to review the knowledge of the previous two years, but also to learn new content, both teachers and students have begun to rush to catch up with the progress.

Now Qiao Jianuo is recognized by the whole class as a desperate Saburo.

His monthly examination results are always in the top three of the whole grade, but he still studies desperately. He is the earliest in the morning self-study and the last in the evening self-study. let go.

Giorjano used to have very good eyesight, even if he was sitting in the bottom row of the classroom, he could clearly see the words on the blackboard, but now his myopia has deepened to [-] degrees.

That night, Qiao Jianuo and Qiao Dong came out of the optical shop.

The gray night sky did not know when it began to rain lightly, and the weather in the early spring was still very cold, and white mist could be seen with just a breath.

The chilly wind made Giorgano sneezed twice, and he subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly.

Qiao Dong walked behind Qiao Jianuo, he was silent and had been quietly observing his son.

A year and a half has passed since that incident happened.

Except for a few silent calls on Qiao Jianuo's cell phone at the beginning, Jin Chu did not come to Qiao Jianuo as promised, and Qiao Jianuo was also very tactful and did not ask him to take the phone back.

But Giorgio has also changed a lot.

In the past, Giorgano was cheerful and lively, a chatterbox, but now Giorgano is taciturn. Even if he is face to face for half a day, it is difficult for him to utter a single word.

Qiao Dong looked at the back of his son who was taller than himself but much thinner than himself, and was a little confused for a while. He watched his son become more and more autistic, and he didn't know whether what he did back then was right or wrong.

Until now, Chen Yue, who didn't know it, still often talked about Jin Chu, and complained to Qiao Dong that Jin Chu didn't come back to see them, and Qiao Dong had to pretend to be stupid every time.

Walking to the sidewalk, Giorgano noticed a red light on the opposite side, and stopped.

Qiao Dong stood beside him, looking at him out of the corner of his eye.

Since the prescription of his eyes deepened, Giorgano has developed the habit of wearing glasses. He doesn't like to choose the style of the frame. Every time he changes the frame, he chooses the same style - there is a thin black border on the top, and the bottom is frameless .

Giorgano has been beautiful since he was a child, with a very flattering appearance, but when he put on framed glasses, he forcibly created a sharp and unapproachable image for himself.

The lenses covered his moist and smiling peach blossom eyes, and emphasized his straight nose and thin lips. It is said that people with thin lips are ruthless, and Giorgio always likes to purse the corners of his mouth, which looks really Ruthless and indifferent.

At this moment, even Qiao Dong felt that his son's appearance after wearing the glasses was very similar to those high-ranking elite white-collar workers on TV.

"Jianuo, it's raining." Xu Shi felt that the atmosphere was too dull, and Qiao Dong took the initiative to provoke the topic, "You should take care of the glasses you just got, and don't let them get wet."

"Okay." Giorgano said, then took off his glasses and put them into the glasses case in his hand.

Qiao Dong asked, "Can you see without glasses?"

Giorjano pressed his fist to his lips and coughed twice: "Yes, I can see."

Qiao Dong thought of Qiao Jianuo who had been coughing from the time he went out to the optician's shop and then on the way home from the optician's shop, and his face was very pale. He stepped forward and touched Qiao Jianuo's forehead.

very hot.

"You have a fever?" Qiao Dong was a little annoyed, "You are just like what your mother said, you can't take care of yourself at all, and you don't even know you have a fever."

"I know..." Giorjano coughed again uncontrollably.

He covered his mouth with his right hand, and even though he was suppressing it intentionally, he still seemed to be coughing up his lungs, and when he coughed to the back, his face was red from coughing.

"You know you still let yourself become like this?" Qiao Dong said angrily, "I'll take you to see Dr. Xie later, it's best to get an injection and infusion."

Giorgano nodded silently, his throat hurts, as if a fire was burning inside, his throat hurts whenever he speaks.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Dr. Xie's clinic had already closed. Qiao Dong ran upstairs and knocked on the door to call Dr. Xie down.

Dr. Xie was wrapped in heavy clothes and opened the shutter door with a key.

After the examination for Qiao Jianuo, Dr. Xie prescribed a few doses of medicine, and another injection was enough.

Before leaving, Dr. Xie warned: "Young people should think about it and don't put all the pressure on their shoulders. Otherwise, before the college entrance examination comes, they will fall down first."

Giorgano's voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by gravel, and he nodded lightly: "I see, thank you uncle."

Dr. Xie's clinic was just outside the courtyard, but it was a certain distance from Giorgio's home. Neither father nor son spoke, and they were silent all the way.

When he got to the bottom of the unit building, Qiao Dong stopped suddenly.

"Jano."

Qiao Jianuo, who was walking in front, paused for a moment, and turned his head to look suspiciously. The warm yellow light shone on his face, his cheeks were slightly thinner, and his eyes were full of fatigue.

Obviously Qiao Jianuo is only a third year student, but at first glance, he seems to have experienced many things.

Qiao Dong was taken aback by his own thoughts, and at the same time felt uncontrollably distressed.

"That..." Qiao Dong said hesitantly, "Doctor Xie also said, don't put too much burden on yourself, you have worked hard enough in your studies, you still need to give yourself room to rest."

Qiao Jianuo didn't seem to expect that Qiao Dong would say that suddenly, he was momentarily stunned, and after he realized it, he nodded slightly: "Okay."

Qiao Dong asked again: "You're not thinking about that, are you?"

Qiao Jianuo tilted his head. He knew that Qiao Dong was talking about Jin Chu, but he asked knowingly, "What are you talking about?"

"..."

Seeing this, Qiao Dong thought that Qiao Jianuo had really forgotten about it, and he was immediately grateful and happy.

It seems that time can smooth a lot of things.

The corner of Qiao Dong's mouth could not help but raise a smile, he quickly changed the subject: "It's nothing, hurry up, your mother called just now to urge you."

Back home, Giorgano lay down on the bed and fell asleep after taking the medicine.

In the middle of the night, without knowing what time it was, the sound of pattering rain gradually sounded outside the window.

In fact, Giorgano did not sleep deeply, the effect of the medicine came on too slowly, cough and headache kept haunting him, so that even the slightest sound outside the window could wake him up.

He remembered that the night when Jin Chu sneaked back, there was also such a light rain in the sky, but it was already summer at that time, and it was not as cold as it is now.

Giorgano tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

For him, Jin Chu's name was like a curse, which was deeply imprinted on the tip of his heart. As long as he thought of it, he would feel throbbing pain.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, he missed Jin Chu crazily.

He missed Jin Chu's voice, Jin Chu's face, Jin Chu's habit of closing his eyes when he kissed him...

This feeling has never been so strong as it was tonight, like a tornado that suddenly swept over, leaving him no room to struggle.

Giorgano hugged the quilt tightly and buried his face in the quilt. He slowly curled up his body, feeling the messy memories rampaging in his chaotic mind.

Being sick is hard.

Not only could he not bear it physically, but he was also suffering mentally. All the negative emotions rushed to him at this moment, swallowing his consciousness bit by bit with his bloody mouth wide open.

I don't know how long it took, but Giorjano was a little unconscious from the fever.

Unable to control his body, he got up and got out of bed and ran to the window, opened the window, and the icy wind mixed with fine rain drifted in, blowing on Giorgano's face head-on.

Giorgano shivered from the cold, and his vague consciousness was finally cleared up a little.

He didn't know what was going on with him, but he was looking forward to Jin Chu's arrival, so he stuck his head and looked out the window.

It's a pity that the scenery downstairs is shrouded in a black and thick rain curtain, and I can't see anything at all.

After seeing it, even Giorgano realized that his idea was ridiculous.

How could Jin Chu come?

Now Jin Chu is in the imperial capital, doing things he doesn't know in places he doesn't know, with people he doesn't know.

Giorgano stood in front of the window for about 5 minutes, and the rainy wind wet his bangs and face, and also made his body tremble continuously.

He lowered his head, sighed softly, closed the window anyway, went back to bed and continued to sleep.

There is no underground parking lot in the community, and the cars are parked randomly in the open space with lines drawn.

Although there are not many people who buy cars, there are fewer open spaces for parking. At night, the open spaces are full of cars.

From Giorgano's perspective, he could only see the gray roofs of the cars, so he didn't know that there was a Land Rover in the middle of those cars that didn't fit in the neighborhood.

Jin Chu sat in the driver's seat of the Land Rover.

The surrounding night was very dense, and even the inside of the car was so dark that even the steering wheel could not be seen clearly.

Jin Chu opened the car window halfway, the fireworks at his fingertips were faintly visible in the darkness, his ears were filled with the sound of pattering rain, and the tip of his nose smelled the smell of rain mixed with soil, which was very unpleasant.

It's hard to keep a happy mood in such a bad environment.

But Jin Chu didn't seem to feel it, his gaze was fixed on a certain window upstairs without blinking.

That was the window of Giorgano's bedroom.

That window, like the others around it, was enveloped in the darkness of darkness.

However, Jin Chu knew that Qiao Jianuo was inside that window. Qiao Jianuo might fall asleep after taking the medicine, or he might not be able to fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Giorgano doesn't get sick very often, but once Giorgano gets sick, it will be endless, and it will be accompanied by various negative emotions such as insomnia and lack of energy.

Originally, yesterday was the day when Qiao Jianuo and Jin Chu contacted each other. Jin Chu waited until the afternoon for Qiao Jianuo’s text message. He couldn’t help sending a text message to ask, but he received a reply from Lian Jinhua. Lian Jinhua said that Qiao Jianuo Nuo caught a cold and went to the infirmary to get an IV. During the evening self-study, he accidentally broke his glasses, so he left school early and went to the optician's shop to get glasses.

In fact, being sick is a very normal thing, but if this happened to Qiao Jianuo, Jin Chu couldn't calm down.

He bought the nearest flight from Imperial Capital to City C, and then drove all the way to Yingying City in City C.

This car was bought by Uncle Zhang, and it has been parked at the airport in City C, but Jin Chu rarely drives it. He either calls Uncle Zhang or a substitute driver. Although he is skilled in driving, he has not yet gotten a driver's license before. Age, driving without a license is prone to accidents.

Now that he is an adult, his plan to test his driver's license has been delayed due to various arrangements, large and small, after he became an adult.

Tonight, he just drove over without a license.

As for that window, he didn't know how many times he looked up at it in the past two years. Every time he came quietly, stayed there overnight, and then left quietly.

I'm afraid no one will ever know how much he wanted to rush upstairs to hug Giorgano.