MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 109

Qiu Zeyao...or should be called A-Jun more accurately, he shrank into a ball because of the cold, wrapped in a loose coat, and put his head against Amuro's heart, who could see his face when he lowered his head.

Not the same face, but the same expression.

Amuro Toru is probably the only person who is familiar with A-kun and has been following Qiu Zeyao all the time.

Although Matsuda Jinping and the others also knew A-kun, when they met, A-kun was almost always lying on the hospital bed. Except for the brief contact with Hagihara Kenji, no one else had seen the usual A-kun.

And Zhu Fu Jingguang is in a similar situation. He is familiar with Qiu Zeyao, but he has only met three times with Lord A, and he is a familiar stranger at most.

Therefore, only Amuro Toru discovered the extreme similarity between Qiu Zeyao and A-kun.

Now look at it from a different angle.

Qiu Zeyao's face has always been cold and solemn, his words are short and crisp, and the softer language he speaks has a clearer meaning.

Because of their childish looks, they appear to be well-behaved and student-like, and the tone of voice is deep.

Upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to see the similarities between the two. After all, there are more subtle and subconscious habits than the expressions and tone that can be changed deliberately.

The demeanor and tone that belonged to Lord A now appeared on Qiu Ze Yao. Although Toru Amuro had guessed for a long time, the moment he faced the truth, he was still in a complicated mood. He thought that the two people might be similar to the relationship between dual personalities. They had completely independent and separate personalities, but shared consciousness and emotion. But now the facts tell him that Qiu Zeyao can actually be Mr. A.

Anshitou tightened his arms subconsciously. He lowered his head and approached the gentle and well-behaved face of the white-haired youth, and said softly, "Is this work difficult? When will you be back?"

"It's not difficult, I won't get hurt... I won't come back." Qiu Zeyao's voice was also low, his breath was short and weak, his brain paralyzed by alcohol and insufficient blood supply was almost disconnected, and his eyes were empty. The focal length is completely instinctive to answer, "I bought an automatic feeding machine... I will send you a text message, remember... Go back and sign for it, Xiaokui will be lonely, and you have to go home every day... But don't be busy every day. so late…"

"What do you mean?" Amuro's throat tightened, "Don't come back...why?"

Although he asked this question, he actually already had the answer.

After discovering that Jun A had that kind of feeling for him, he didn't know how to deal with it.

So he chose to stay away for a period of time to clear his mind. He reflected on what he had been doing all along, and felt that it might be because of the book on intimate relationships he read before, or it might be the chick effect. Soon, there is no mature and stable three views, and it is normal to confuse feelings for close people.

Amuro Toru is too special for Mr. A, and the latter's world is too small, which is obviously inappropriate. As a more mature and comprehensive adult, he wants to consider the future of the other party.

Whether it is from the emergence of feelings or the inevitable unfortunate ending in the future, Mr. A's love object cannot be Toru Amuro.

Qiu Zeyao blinked blankly, the reason was too complicated, and now he can't figure it out for the time being. So I only said my most intuitive feeling: "Because... unhappy, alone there..."

"Really... It makes you sad." An Shi revealed a wry smile. Before, he never went back and left Mr. A there, but now his identity has changed, "I'm sorry, if you apologize now, can you forgive me? If I don't see you, Xiaokui will be lonely too."

As far as the current situation is concerned, it is indeed the best way for them to separate and let Mr. A adjust his mood. Frequent encounters will affect each other, but...

It was really hard for him to rest assured. Living alone outside, with Mr. A's negative cooking skills and life skills, no one could rest assured.

What's more, it seems that Mr. A is not just Mr. A, Qiu Zeyao is an adult, and although the past experience is not very exciting, it is also a solid twenty-three years, and the results are also top-notch. of people…

Amuro was startled.

Yeah, that's the question, why would such a person, extremely good and proud, like a guy with very little contact and a lot of crime?

Even with the level of Lord A, if Lord A is Qiu Zeyao, he has absolutely no reason to be moved by himself.

There is trust, dependence, concentration and even a trace of worship in it. For someone like Qiu Zeyao, he should not have such eyes.

Unless...that's not his past.

Recalling the report Kazami Yuya gave him at that time, he had an absurd conjecture.

Toru Amuro reluctantly suppressed the volcanic eruption-like emotion in his heart, and replied to Qiu Zeyao's answer, "Thank you, but your current appearance is not reliable, and you will definitely forget it later."

"I'll apologize again when you get better."

Just like the Akizawa family, both Fujita and his wife died. Nearby residents still remember the accident. The carbon monoxide poisoning caused by the gas leak. Like being forgotten, it was not mentioned in the conversation until the name was put in front of it, which seemed to activate a certain memory.

Perhaps, Qiusawa Yao and Fujita Yoshiki are people who did not exist... But Mr. A is not Fujita Yoshiki, he is the zero who used to be an experimental subject, so Qiusawa Yao is the same? Just played Qiu Zeyao.

Implanting memories out of thin air is no longer the point. There are medicines in this world that can make people smaller, and there are unscientific things like rebirth. Who is the person.

A Jun and Qiu Zeyao may be from the same laboratory, and their common personalities allow them to retain some memories. So I found an opportunity to escape, and by the way destroyed it...

Amuro calmed down, and heard Matsuda Jinping in front of him reminding him: "Don't stop, continue, if you let him fall asleep now, he may not be able to wake up. Don't you have a thick skin? Say something to make you feel good. Yeah, oh, but don't let me hear it... that volume was just fine."

Matsuda Jinping remembered the chat records in his mobile phone and grinned. It was one thing for him to encourage Qiu Zeyao to rush forward boldly, but it was another thing to listen to these two people talking crookedly. Symptoms cannot be seen.

Toru Amuro:…

Isn't it okay, he is clearly thinking about serious and magical things, and he has no intention of doing anything else!

"A-Jun..." He was so shocked by his outrageous guess just now that he forgot to speak for a while, Qiu Zeyao had already half-squinted his eyes, and the frost and snow covered the clear blue lake.

I don't know if it was because Matsuda Jinpei's speech was misleading, his eyes subconsciously stopped on the young man's pale lips, Amuro regained his senses instantly, raised his hand and patted the other's cheek lightly, "Qiu Zeyao, don't sleep."

The white-haired young man struggled to open his eyes. When he heard the name, his expression became cold and hard, and the feeling of being well-behaved before disappeared, replaced by sharp eyebrows, but this sharpness was caused by the void. His eyes were greatly reduced, and his words were more straightforward: "I know."

Amuro was dumbfounded for a moment, and brushed away the broken hair scattered on his face: "Did you go to college in Dongdu?"

The people who didn't have a high sense of existence have now been left behind. Qiu Zeyao did not close his eyes because of his willpower. He basically felt no pain or cold in his brain. It was light and warm, and the bumpy body was like a fishing boat riding the waves. He wanted to sink into the sea and embrace the silence, but Toru Amuro's voice came from the distant sky and asked him to stay.

Then leave it.

He answered the question obediently: "Didn't...go to college..."

sleepy…

An Shitou held up his pale face and made him look at himself: "Don't sleep, you can't sleep even if you're very sleepy. If you persist until the end, I have something important to tell you, okay?"

Such a long sentence fell into Qiu Ze Yao's ears and could only understand half of it.

I can't sleep, but I'm so sleepy and tired...

The snow-colored eyelashes drooped halfway and opened suddenly, and the young man's anxious and worried face was reflected in his eyes, and there was even a faint trace of fear.

"I don't... sleep..." He raised his hand with all his strength and patted the back of Amuro Toru's hand, then put his palm to his lips, opened his mouth to bite, his teeth digging into the flesh, but because he lacked strength, he didn't even have the epidermis. How to break.

"I'm not letting you hurt yourself." Amuro squeezed his jawbone with one hand and forced him to let go, grabbed his arm and rescued him.

"Oh..." Qiu Zeyao didn't dare to blink, he knew he had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

But Amuro said he couldn't sleep, so he couldn't close his eyes. As for why he couldn't sleep, he didn't have the energy to think for the time being.

Mr. A, who was still in the waiting room on the other side, knew nothing about the anxious situation here. Qiu Zeyao's body had been disconnected for a while. He just thought he fainted and told the system to maintain the minimum standard and not let people die. He didn't pay any more attention, and now he was more concerned about what to do in the future.

What did Toru Amuro mean by those words before?

Does he know? Or is it just another meaning, such as spiritual sustenance, as long as Mr. A remembers me, I am still alive?

The consequence of the disconnection is that Qiu Zeyao's brain changed from 5G to 2G, he moved his lips, "I'm sorry... sorry..."

The intensifying sleepiness and exhaustion finally overwhelmed his will, and the body that he had been supporting before fell to one side, and it was thanks to Amuroto's timely support that it did not fall under the seat.

Amuro clenched his teeth tightly, the smell of rust spread in his mouth, he seemed unable to do anything, and a huge sense of powerlessness weighed in his heart.

The Mazda with superior performance galloped on the road, and the journey of half an hour was shortened to fifteen minutes by Matsuda Jinping. Even so, there were still more than three minutes before reaching the meeting point. It was not long before a bowl of instant noodles could be placed in the room. Even a second feels long here.

He opened his mouth and bit Qiu Zeyao's forearm, his bite muscles contracted, his teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh, and he instantly tasted the taste of blood. Don't let the other party do it, and end up doing it yourself.

Amuro Toru quickly let go, bandaging the wound three or two times to stop the bleeding. He tried to talk about topics that Qiu Zeyao cared about, cases, criminals, or what Mr. A liked, games, comics, cats, and the other party answered them one by one, but he couldn't stop those eyes from closing gradually.

Matsuda Jinping stepped on the accelerator to the end and concentrated on avoiding obstacles and heading straight for the destination, which was already the fastest speed.

Two minutes left.

Anshitou still had blood on his lips, so he didn't bother to wipe it. He grabbed the back of Qiu Zeyao's head and asked, "Who am I?"

"Tru... bro..."

The final sound was blocked, Amuro lowered his head and kissed the two pale lips, not the purest touch before, he pressed Qiu Zeyao to himself, rubbing the other's dry lips and biting lightly. , until they are re-stained with blood.

It was only at this moment that Qiu Zeyao reacted, and Amuro Toru saw his half-closed eyes widen suddenly, and even showed some clear consternation.

Because of the violent mood swings, this scene was vaguely transmitted to the other side. With a flick of A-Jun's fingers, the phone fell to the ground. He didn't care to pick it up, he subconsciously covered his red-faced face, and even his breathing was briefly forgotten by him.

Etc., etc! Why did you suddenly think of such a scene? Didn't you think about it just now? Why did it suddenly go to the direction of the restricted level?

By the way, does kissing count as restricted?

That's also very wrong!

Could it be that he was so dissatisfied?

If he had to go, he left immediately, and if he continued, he might attack Amuro at night, and his leg was broken on the spot by the sharp blond gorilla.

Mr. A gave up the plane, called a car casually outside the airport, looked at the regional weather forecast, and asked the driver to take him to the nearest city airport without snow, even if it was not until tomorrow morning.

Tokyo is no longer available.

A-Jun's feeling of being ashamed to the point of exploding also returned to this side. Qiu Zeyao's whole body turned red, like boiled shrimp, until Amuro backed away and helped him wipe off the blood and saliva that had just rubbed off. They were also dumbfounded.

Matsuda Jinping saw it in the rearview mirror, he gasped coldly and warmly: "You... tsk..."

He decided to shut up.

Amuro's face was also a little hot, and he explained dryly: "I'm because... no, in a hurry..."

Matsuda Jinhei has a subtle feeling that the cabbage has been arched by a pig.

"You guy..."

Isn't it a set of love words before, why is it like a pure high school student now, this is not a contrasting cuteness, right?