Conan: After being rescued, I just want to die quickly

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Brother Jing Guang has already agreed for him to go home, he is already very good and has stopped doing stupid things.

The boy cried in grief, and finally he passed out.

——Before he fell into a coma, the boy still maintained his kneeling posture.

The posture is so embarrassing, it is such a pious prayer, but the gods still turn a blind eye.

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Zhu Fu Jingguang went forward to embrace Qian Yuanxi's body in silence, he stood up with sobs and walked towards the bedroom.

Belmode didn't speak at the side, she just followed silently.

They couldn't describe their feelings when they saw the young man begging in embarrassment on the ground, even begging on his knees regardless of his dignity.

They just felt so heartbroken. At that time, they even thought that if there is really a god, please agree to the boy's request.

Even if it's a white lie.

They watched the boy's emotions gradually collapse, gradually lowered his attitude, and finally passed out.

At that moment, they only felt heartache, and they couldn't even understand it.

——Why this child is not loved by the gods, why this child has to go through all this, why all the sorrows in the world fall on the shoulders of young people.

Go back to the bedroom.

Zhu Fu Jingguang put Qian Yuanxi on the bed, and then he saw the painting next to him.

That painting was a painting that the boy showed off in front of them not long ago. At that time, the boy's eyes had light and even life.

The boy is eager to let everyone know that he is not a child without a home, he has a family, and he also remembers the way home.

At that moment, they were happy for the boy from the bottom of their hearts.

But why.

Just out of their sight for a few minutes, the young man who reappeared in front of them was full of despair, and the young man's eyes were dull and sad.

He said he lost his home.

He said that this time he really became a child without a home.

He made a humble plea to the gods.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at his trembling hands, pursed his lips and stood beside the bed.

Belmode next to him also had a rare heavy heart, no matter who saw the scene just now, he would remain silent.

They didn't immediately step forward to stop the boy's movements, they knew that the boy needed to vent his anger.

It shouldn't have ended like this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Qian Yuanxi, whose eyes were still shedding tears even in his sleep, bent down and stretched out his hand to wipe it.

Then he heard the boy muttering to himself.

"I want to go home."

At that moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't describe the feeling, he just felt that he couldn't breathe in pain, and then he tucked the quilt for the boy.

"Go home, Xiaoxi can go home when she wakes up."

"Don't cry, Xiaoxi."

He couldn't comfort him, he could only clumsily use the only words he had to comfort him.

Afterwards, he could only watch helplessly as the boy struggled painfully in his sleep, unable to escape.

……

Qian Yuanxi only felt that he was so pitiful, and at the same time he had too many problems that he didn't understand.

He hid deep in his heart, curled up with his arms around his body.

He hurts so much.

He wants to go home.

Even if he could see his grandfather for the last time, he continued to plead to the god in a low voice in his heart.

But what he got was still silence.

"I don't want to save them anymore. It doesn't matter if you call me a bad person or a coward and a coward. Let me go home."

"I don't want compensation, I want to go home."

Qian Yuanxi was wronged, he was so wronged.

He has always been very good, why the gods don't like him.

He worked hard to save people, why not praise him.

Qian Yuanxi tried his best to hug himself, so that he would not be wronged like that.

He can't go crazy because once he loses control he will hurt other people, other people are innocent.

He has to be obedient, so that the world consciousness will praise him, and then give him an answer.

"Be good."

"Don't cause trouble."

"Xiaoxi wants to be a good boy."

He consoled himself, trying to trick his own brain.

This news is false.

He thought, his grandfather didn't have a heart attack, so how could he have a sudden cardiac death.

How could his grandpa miss him? His grandpa was very clingy to him.

Chihara Nozomi comforted him, talking to himself like a lunatic.

But unlike other lunatics, Qian Yuanxi's face is sad, sad, and self-deprecating.

This situation allows others to see, and others will not believe that this is a lunatic.

【Xiaoxi, do you blame me for telling you this news? 】

The boy didn't answer, he just shrank back, trying to avoid the answer.

【Xiaoxi, I just think this news should be told to you. 】

There was still no answer, the young man was just trembling all over.

for a long time.

The boy raised his head and said slowly, "I want to go home."

He wants to go back to see his grandfather for the last time, even just one time.

but.

【Xiaoxi, you can't go home. 】

Chapter 036 He wants to be a good boy

From that day on, Chihara Nozomi changed.

He still communicates with people and still cares about other people, but at night with one person.

Qian Yuanxi always holds the picture album, doesn't say anything, and doesn't break down emotionally, he looks in front of him like a puppet.

Zhu Fu Jingguang became more and more worried, but every time he talked to Qian Yuanxi, Qian Yuanxi could always give an answer, even without any questions, just like Zhu Fu Jingguang's dazzle just now like a marionette.

But this time, Zhu Fu Jingguang kept it in mind.

Maybe it was the boy's humble appearance engraved on his heart that day, or maybe it was because the boy was very well-behaved when he was alone.

It hurts to be so good.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was even prepared for Qianyuan Xihui to have an emotional breakdown, but he didn't.

The teenager did not continue to have an emotional breakdown.

When he woke up, the boy said that he had a nightmare, that he had a rare illness and he couldn't control it.

He said he was fine and nothing to worry about.

No one thought that the first thing Qian Yuanxi did when she woke up was to calm the scared Zhu Fu Jingguang and Belmode.

Too skilled.

As if it has been done countless times, it has formed a physical reaction.

Then he rejected Zhu Fu Jingguang's proposal to stay and take care of him, Qian Yuanxi said not to disrupt his life for him.

He told Belmode to leave.

He let Zhu Fu Jingguang work normally.

And Qian Yuanxi just smiled and assured that he was fine.

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Qian Yuanxi was sitting on the sofa holding the album, looking at the door, waiting for Zhu Fu Jingguang to leave work.

The album in his arms was covered very warmly by him, Qian Yuanxi didn't do anything else, he let go of his thoughts and just hugged the album.

——What is Xiaoxi thinking.

"I don't know, I just feel uncomfortable, but I can't cry."

Qian Yuanxi answered truthfully, he was even more wronged for a moment when he heard the voice problem in his heart.

"Who are you."

He asked like this, like a kite that couldn't hold on, and was about to fall off the line.

——Xiaoxi, don't believe the words of world consciousness.

——I will always be with Xiaoxi.

The voice didn't answer Chihara Nozomi's question, and Chihara Nozomi hugged the picture album in his arms even tighter, pursing his lips as if thinking about something.

Finally, he asked.

"Am I really getting more serious, are you another personality of mine?"

——Xiaoxi looks cute when she doesn't know.

Hearing this sentence, Qian Yuanxi shrank his neck, his eyes seemed to be dodging, but he still said: "Don't praise me at this time."

Qian Yuanxi lowered his head after finishing speaking, since that day, he has never heard the voice of world consciousness.

For a moment, he felt abandoned by everyone, and he thought... Was it because his emotion frightened the world consciousness.

But his grandfather passed away, and he couldn't help his sickness.

The way he's broken down is really scary.

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the other side.

Belmode was lying on the balcony of the hotel, blowing the cool breeze. She looked at the busy traffic outside, and felt her heart was in a panic.

She learned about Qian Yuanxi's recent status from the policeman, and she smiled wryly. She didn't know what to do in this situation.

After that day Chihara Nozomi never mentioned death again, even he tried to make it look like nothing was wrong with him.

Perhaps Qian Yuanxi felt that the clothes he made were flawless, and Zhu Fu Jingguang really couldn't see it before, but now Qian Yuanxi's body is in a bad state visible to the naked eye.

With red eyes, from time to time holding the picture book and secretly hiding in the corner crying, in order to prevent them from worrying, he even forced a smile every time he faced them.

They could see the young man's grief, they could see the young man's struggle, and they even heard the young man's silent cry.

But they could not come close to comfort.

The young man cut off everything, cut off all the tenderness given to him, cut off the care that should belong to him.

——The boy hid again.