I really don't want to be taken care of by lawyers

"what?"

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Teresa with a little confusion in his eyes.

Kiyana and the others coming?

The moment he heard these words, Xia Qi felt anxious that his peaceful life was broken.

"But don't worry, Kiyana and the others are here to apologize to you, Xia Qi, they don't know your real identity." Teresa added, which made Xia Qi feel better Some.

"That's it." Xia Qi nodded, his gaze also hesitated.

But he was really unwilling, after all, he had already bought the scallions, and he always wanted to see what kind of expression Teresa and the others would show after they ate the noodles they made.

"I've already bought all the ingredients. Anyway, I don't have anything to do now, so I'll try to see if I can make it out."

"Is that so..."

Teresa couldn't help but think for a while, but then she nodded: "Yes, I just want to taste it too, what kind of noodles you make, Xia Qi!"

"Okay!" Xia Qi jumped up excitedly, then turned around happily and ran back to the kitchen, and then began to prepare and clean the ingredients.

In the living room, Kallen covered her head, feeling that her life was almost over.

Xia Qi was cleaning and walking the green onions carefully in the kitchen, his mind was full of the bowl of green onion noodles, and his delicate pink nose could not help but twitch, as if he could smell the fragrance of the bowl of noodles.

And when he was in the kitchen, he began to keep trial and error, kept chopping the green onions, and then boiled water to help him sleep, the time was slowly passing by.

Teresa and the others have been chatting in the living room, looking back at the direction of the kitchen from time to time, listening to the clash of pots and pans inside, with a smile on the corner of their mouths.

It's just that when Yae Sakura and Cecilia wanted to go in to help occasionally, Shaki would push them out without hesitation. He wanted to seriously reproduce the taste of the bowl of noodles in his memory.

Even if he lost his previous memories of that bowl, he couldn't forget it at all. He didn't forget the warmth and throbbing emotions that gushed out of his heart when he ate that bowl of noodles.

Soon, the kitchen trash can was full of boiled noodles, and the kitchen and living room smelled like boiled paint, which made people feel uncomfortable.

And it was afternoon.

"Calculate the time, Mei and the others should be coming soon, right?" Teresa glanced at the clock on the wall, then looked at the kitchen with some hesitation and asked Cecilia: "Cecilia, we Do you want to tell Xia Qi to stop?"

"..."

Cecilia glanced at the kitchen and pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "It's better, let Xia Qi do it for a while, after all..."

035 Cooked paint smell

After all, if Qiyana and the others knew that Xia Qi was making scallion noodles after they came, maybe they would be aware of it.

Cecilia didn't say this, but Teresa and the others knew what Cecilia wanted to express. Yae Sakura looked at Cecilia with a slightly cold expression, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

She didn't understand why Cecilia always wanted Xia Qi to think of Raiden Mei and the others.

Although Yae Sakura knew that her thoughts were very selfish, but she didn't think that even if Xia Qi remembered the past, he and Mei and the others would be able to reconcile as before.

Scars that had healed were uncovered, only to become bloody again.

Yae Sakura has an incomparably deep understanding of this point.

"I still, go ask Xia Qi." Kallen hesitated for a while, she didn't know whether to let Xia Qi stop or let Xia Qi continue, so she decided to tell Xia Qi directly.

However, just as she stood up from the sofa, Xia Qi came out from the kitchen door.

"Hey~"

Xia Qi carried a garbage bag that was of good quality, even if it was round, filled with noodles and noodle soup. He walked out cautiously and took a look at Teresa and the others, and then showed a bright and happy smile:

"I'm about to succeed! But the trash can can't hold it, so I'll take out the trash first!"

"Ah, oh, good!" Kallen who stood up was stunned for a moment, then smiled with an unnatural smile on her face, and couldn't help sniffing the 'smell of paint' that permeated the living room.

Is it over yet...

After Xia Qi finished speaking, he carried the garbage bag and walked towards the door. He was just changing his shoes, holding the garbage bag in one hand, and pushing the door open with the other hand to take out the garbage. froze.

As soon as the door was pushed open, she was standing wearing a black vest that was bulging by the astonishing fullness and roundness on the inside, and only a pair of black shorts on her lower body, revealing two snow-white slender long legs. Himeko.

"Yo, Michael, you came just in time." Ji Zi looked at Xia Qi who had just opened the door with a smile on his face, and said with a smile.

"..."

Xia Qi looked at Ji Zi, and behind Ji Zi, Kiyana with a cold expression, Bronya with an expressionless face, and Mei Raiden with a warm smile on her face, and then suddenly remembered, Teresa said However, Raiden Mei and the others will come this afternoon.

"You, how are you..."

Looking at Qiyana, Xia Qi's body was a little stiff, and his expression was a little overwhelmed.

"Huh? Are they here already?"

Teresa in the room immediately jumped off the sofa when she heard the movement, and then ran towards the door.

The moment she jumped off the sofa, Cecilia and the others began to disappear.

"Yo, Teresa."

Himeko looked at Teresa who was running over, and said hello.

Xia Qi looked back at Teresa, and then, a little at a loss, carried the garbage bag and stepped aside.

"Come in, come in~"

Teresa ran to Xia Qi and warmly greeted Ji Zi and the others. After Ji Zi came in, Raiden Mei and the others also walked in one by one, but when Kiyana walked in, she didn't even look at Xia Qi. Still cool.

Ji Zi, who walked in first, looked at this with a helpless expression.

After they all walked in, Teresa came to Xia Qi, looked at Xia Qi, and said with concern in her eyes: "Xia Qi, don't be afraid, no one here will dare to hurt you, I will protect you Yes, so don't be afraid."

do not be afraid……

I am not afraid.

The emotions in Xia Qi's heart became a little complicated, but seeing Teresa's concerned expression, he also knew that Teresa really cared about him, and Sister Karen and the others should be watching him now, so they shouldn't worry everyone.

"Well, I see, then I'll take out the trash first."

Xia Qi nodded, with a cute look on his small face, then turned around and ran out. When he ran outside the house, Xia Qi looked back at Teresa who ran in non-stop to greet Jizi and the others, standing in the trash By the barrel, the mood is complicated.

I'm not afraid, I just, simply don't want to see them now.

Xia Qi didn't know how deep the relationship between him and Raiden Mei and the others was, but since they thought they were dead, they now have their own lives, and they have lost their previous memories, so they don't know how to deal with it Why can't they...

Just keep the status quo...

Xia Qi picked up the trash bag and slowly threw it into the trash can. Immediately, the smell of boiled paint wafted out of the trash can, which was nauseating and anxious.

Ji Zi walked into the living room, looked curiously at the five butt pits on the sofa, and then slowly sat down, feeling the warmth remaining on the sofa, and looked around with a slightly puzzled expression. make a sound.

Leiden Mei and the others also noticed this, but they didn't express anything.

only……

Ji Zi sniffed the air, then asked with a slightly strange expression, "Theresa, is this place under renovation?"

"Pretend, decorate?" Teresa, who was preparing afternoon tea with Leiden Mei, who came to help, turned around with a puzzled expression, and then said:

"No, my house has already been repaired, is there something wrong?"

"Yeah." Ji Zi nodded, and said with a strange expression: "The smell in the air is like the paint has been boiled. I thought Teresa, you were so hungry that you boiled the paint... "

"Why, how is it possible!" Teresa hurriedly explained, but she didn't know whether she should say that it was the green onion noodles that Xia Qi cooked all afternoon that the whole room smelled like this.

To be honest, Teresa never expected that Xia Qi's boiled noodles could produce such a terrifying chemical reaction!

It is obviously just ordinary seasoning, noodles and food, why can it taste like paint?

Teresa was startled.

At this moment, Lei Dian Mei turned her head and looked into the kitchen, and she happened to see a small handful of chopped green onions being placed on the stove, which was still clean despite the strange gas, but the traces after use had not been cleaned up. In a bowl, next to it, is the last handful of pasta on a plate.

"Theresa..." Mei Lei looked at the scene in the kitchen, her body tensed, and an indescribable anxiety and inexplicable throbbing filled her heart.

"Are you preparing to make scallion noodles?"

"what……"

When Teresa heard Leiden Mei's words, she couldn't help turning her head away, looking at Leiden Mei who was looking into the kitchen, she felt a bad feeling in her heart, she couldn't help but nodded slowly, "Well, yes... "

036 The taste in memory

I don't really want to go back.

Standing on the side of the street, Xia Qi looked at the house, feeling a little restless in his heart.

He wants to maintain the status quo, even though he doesn't know what will happen to him if he thinks back to who he used to be, but he knows that if the status quo is broken, every day in the future may seem like a mess.

Xia Qi thought helplessly in his heart.

However, it was useless to escape, Xia Qi knew very well, but when he wanted to walk in, a person who was looking down at a book came slowly by the side of the road.

"Huh? Joyce!"

Seeing that the person who came was 'Joyce', Xia Qi waved to him very excitedly.

"Huh? Michael, what's the matter?" Walter looked at Xia Qi, as if he had just noticed him, and asked with a somewhat staid expression.

"Ah, no, I just came out to throw out the trash, and I'll say hello to you when I see it." Xia Qi touched his head and said with a smile.

He didn't know why, but he was happy to see Walter now.

At least that way you can go back later.

Even if just for a little while.

"Well, since that's the case, then I'll go first, I still have something to do."

"Ok!"

Walter nodded, raised his legs and continued to move forward with his expression still rigid, but he stopped and looked back at Xia Qi when he walked past Xia Qi a few steps, did not speak, and just kept watching him calmly.

"Eh?"

Being stared at by Walter motionlessly, Xia Qi felt a little puzzled. He couldn't help reaching out and touching his face, and after confirming that nothing was on his face, he asked with doubts in his eyes: "What's the matter, Joe?" Yes?"

"..." Walter was silent for a while, didn't say anything, just touched the bridge of his nose, and said: "It's nothing, I just remembered that you will start teaching next week, I hope, you are well prepared."

"Ah, it's this one!" Xia Qi patted his chest confidently as soon as he heard this.

Bang bang.

"Don't worry, Mr. Joyce, I'm ready!"

"Well, see you then."

"Goodbye."

Xia Qi watched 'Joyce' walk away slowly, feeling very happy in his heart.

Teacher 'Joyce' is really responsible.

It's just that Walter's brain, who was walking away slowly, has been working.

The Fourth Herrscher seems to have lost his memory. With the current distance, if a conflict breaks out between the Third Herrscher and the Fourth Herrscher, he will be able to rush over in the first place.

However, after Walter turned a corner, his footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes glanced at the golden-haired lady who was sitting on a bench in front of him, wearing a gorgeous green dress, with his head lowered, and his expression seemed a little downcast. After one glance, he continued to walk forward.

It seems that I don't need to make a move.

At this moment, in front of him, Fu Hua, who was wearing a sportswear, happened to run past here. After their eyes met, they separated from each other, and continued to leave in different directions as if nothing had happened.

Xia Qi stood on the side of the street, watching Walter go away, then turned his head and looked at the room behind him, feeling a little complicated.

Time to go back.

At this time, Xia Qi was like a child who had played outside and was unwilling to go home, swinging slowly, and walked towards home with a heart full of reluctance.

When he reached the door, he carefully looked inside.

In the living room, Theresa and the others were chatting. The windows were always open, and now the door has been opened to let in air. Another burst of...

Xia Qi, who was standing at the door, stared blankly for a moment, grasping the door frame with both hands, poking his head inside to look around cautiously.

What's this smell?

Xia Qi shrugged his nose vigorously, smelling the good smell inside.

The memory was pried away, originally it was just the smell that I was trying to restore, but suddenly I could smell it so clearly.