MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 131

"Really, because of this, I was taught a lesson by Miss Xiao Zi."

He was complaining, but his eyes were still full of smiles. An Shitou held him and wrapped the child's hand in his palm, like a parent with a child shopping, "I have explained it many times on purpose, let me remind the light. Don't trust strangers easily, especially going to a stranger's house."

Qiu Zeyao was limited by his age, his legs were at least half shorter, and his stride was not as long as adults, but neither of them was in a hurry. So I walked slowly on the road. The wind at night was cold, but the body temperature of the other party was warm.

"So, is there any reason why you can't go back? Make Guangjun can't wait to play at my house the first time you meet him?"

Although it was true, he always felt that something was not right. Qiu Zeyao raised his head and glanced at him: "Why do you say that?"

"I also want to guess in other directions, for example, because you miss me a lot, but that's unlikely." Amuro smiled helplessly.

It has been three days since Akizawa entered elementary school, so there are as many opportunities to come to the cafe.

But he happened to be here today, and he pushed the progress to the point of being a guest at home. In any case, the range from extremely cold to extremely enthusiastic is too wide.

Since that day, their relationship has taken a big step forward. But there is still a little distance from becoming a real couple. Mr. A still resists this. The reason may be psychological problems that have not been completely solved before, and the unscientific situation of the two who seem to be three people in reality. And uncertainty about the future, but all can be resolved.

Toru Amuro himself always had a sense of dislocation that he was stepping on two boats. But aside from the appearance, the familiarity from the inside of the soul made him sure that he was indeed facing the same person. After so long of mental preparation, he was able to gradually ignore it all, saying that if you love one, you must accept it. Everything about him, it's just that everything is a little... unreasonable.

He hadn't considered other solutions, such as one person anyway, so just leave one...

This is obviously a different kind of murder. The experience of death will not be erased by the fact of survival. He doesn't want Mr. A to experience the kind of things that ordinary people will even leave a psychological shadow on for such unnecessary reasons.

Compared to this, the problem he needs to overcome is not a problem at all.

An Shitou is confident that these concerns of Mr. A can be resolved one by one. But it is not in a hurry, and now is indeed not a good time to fall in love.

What's more, although he didn't show it, he actually enjoys this ambiguous state now, just like the feeling of a young love in his student days. It doesn't require much intimacy, and it is often just eye contact that can sway in his heart. A ripple.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he has no idea about intimacy. Anyone with a normal physiology will have that demand for the object they like, but they are not in a hurry.

So he sees Mr. A's evasive attitude very clearly. But not to force the other party too much, at least not for the past three months.

Qiu Zeyao pursed his lower lip tangled, always feeling like a scumbag who was hanging on to other people's feelings, he coughed dryly: "I invited Huiyuan to play today."

"Well, you told her about Miss Miyano?"

"I didn't say it, but I didn't give Miss Miyano a disguise today." Qiu Zeyao did it on purpose, of course, "It doesn't matter if she knows it herself."

Toru Amuro nodded: "So it's to leave room for the two reunited sisters to reminisce... In fact, you can choose to tell Miss Haibara at the end. But I'm not surprised that you will make this choice."

Mr. A's empathy ability may not be very good, but he is very accustomed to thinking from the perspective of others, that is, he has empathy.

So he will not sit back and watch Miyano Akimi's feelings regardless. And this is not something that cannot be changed, but it is relatively risky. So after weighing it, it is not difficult to deduce what he will do.

Qiu Zeyao snorted dryly. Although the other party said normal things, he always had an awkward feeling, which prompted him to speak again after a brief silence: "Also...my own reasons."

Amuro blinked and smiled: "Well, I really want to see you too."

This is probably a retreat to advance?

It took twice as long as usual to walk to the parking place. Mr. A sat in the co-pilot and smelled a familiar fragrance. He subconsciously took a few deep breaths, trying to find the corresponding information in his memory. Toru Amuro noticed his little gesture and explained, "I was a driver for Belmod today."

"Mission?" Qiu Zeyao's brows stretched, and he frowned even more than before. He tried his best to make his tone seem to be asking casually.

"It doesn't count... It's just a trivial matter. I stopped by for a meal." Amuro explained truthfully.

Qiu Zeyao didn't know what to say, so in the end he could only: "Oh."

"I will refuse this kind of thing next time, and everyone who wants to rub the car will be arranged to sit in the back, how about it?"

"Huh?" Qiu Zeyao was stunned, "I didn't say anything, did I?"

He did care about the smell of perfume in the car, but he was only concerned about it, not to the point where he became jealous.

Amuro looked at him and sighed, "I hope you say something."

Qiu Ze Yao thought for a while: "You and Belmod should still cooperate. If you refuse, it will not be conducive to a good relationship, but it is no problem to arrange to sit in the back."

Toru Amuro:…

"I see." He showed a helpless and speechless expression.

Mazda turned into white lightning, but the journey was smooth, and it arrived at its destination without many twists and turns.

Jun A took the key that he consciously handed out, and went upstairs in three steps and two steps when he parked.

His current physical quality has dropped significantly compared to before, and he is still in the state of a child. Therefore, when he arrived in front of the door, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was a little short.

But this obviously did not damage his excitement. The moment he opened the door, he saw two small animals waiting at the entrance.

The little white dog, Hello, had never seen him before, so he put on a very vigilant attitude. The raccoon cat seemed to have some impression of him. After standing there for a while, he approached tentatively with light steps.

With tears in his eyes, Qiu Zeyao squatted on the ground and stretched out his hands to her: "Xiao Kui! Today, I will definitely open a can of your favorite tuna flavored canned food. Do you still remember me, woo woo woo."

Xiaokui backed away in disgust.

Akizawa:…

self closed...

Hello's eyes lit up, and her tail suddenly swayed enthusiastically. Toru Amuro, who came upstairs, glanced at the petrified white-haired child who was squatting on the ground, "Let's go first, and then use the food guide later, aren't you very good at this? ?"

This is how Mr. A has a good relationship with Hello.

Qiu Zeyao responded weakly, changed into the children's slippers prepared by Amuro at the entrance, took off his jacket and entered the living room.

This is not the first time he has come here, but it is the first time in the form of a child. His current height can only reach Anshi's waist. The normal height of the table now looks tall, and he has to stand on tiptoe for everything.

Especially with the other side as a comparison, everything was awkward, and it took him three days to just get used to it.

Toru Amuro's place is very simple, compared to the previous one. A bedroom, a living room that is not very spacious, and a kitchen that is not too big are also mainly simple in style, and basically you can't see much of the owner's living habits or hobbies.

He chased a cat and a dog for a while, but his relationship with Haro surpassed that of Xiaokui, the first person he knew, which made him inevitably worry about the possibility of Haro being abducted by canned dogs.

Because it is a child, Haro's body has also grown relatively large, and he can hold a full one. The too comfortable and soft touch makes him bury his face in it.

Amuro Toru finished preparing the children's supplies that he thought they would not use so early, and came out to see this scene, a white-haired child in a white shirt hugging a white dog, the white content was a bit excessive.

He lightly stepped and walked silently behind Qiu Zeyao, then shot like lightning, his hands stuck under the opponent's armpits, and he lifted him up with a swipe on the ground.

Qiu Zeyao struggled subconsciously for a while, then reacted: "What, don't shoot at others suddenly, it's easy to scare people!"

The lost white puppy sat on the floor and looked up at its owner with black peas.

Amuro asked him with a smile: "Then are you scared?"

"No..." Qiu Zeyao of course denied it.

The feeling of weightlessness suddenly came, and he realized that Amuro had thrown him up, and then he was buckled at the waist to stop the tendency of falling. Sitting on it, at the same time, the arms on his waist were loosened, and the field of vision that was suddenly raised to 1.8 meters made his center of gravity a little unsteady, and he subconsciously hugged the light golden head beside him.

Amuro's tone was a little surprised: "This is the first time I hold a child, and it feels like it will break if I put too much force on it."

Qiu Zeyao: "Am I a product of a tofu dregs project?"

"Well, it's just a feeling." Amuro raised his empty hand, wrapped around his wrist bone, spread his fingers, and put his hand in the palm of his hand, "Look, it's really small."

"Because I'm a child now." There must be a gap between him and an adult, Qiu Zeyao didn't quite understand what he was surprised about.

In other words, if you are a child, isn't there Conan? He was still impressed by the scene where the two people jumped off the building in the movie version.

He pushed Amuro's head: "How long are you going to hold me?"

"If you let go of you, you'll be attracted by Haro right away."

"Of course, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Qiu Zeyao paused, "Aren't you... jealous?"

He even felt a little dazed when he said that word.

Amuro said depressedly: "Am I being so inconspicuous? And speaking of not seeing you for a long time, I'm more in line with you, right? Do you want me to count the dates in detail?"

Qiu Zeyao's eyes floated, and he changed the subject: "Is there anything to drink? I'm a little thirsty."

Toru Amuro:…

He touched Qiu Ze Yao's long hair, the cool and smooth touch felt like water when it slipped between his fingers, and then put the person on the ground.

"I'll give you hot milk. Children should drink more milk, otherwise they won't grow taller."

This time it was Akizawa's turn....

He had a psychological resistance to milk. But it's not too bad to say that he hates it. Of course, drinking milk is easier to accept than being counted by Anshitou's fingers when he took a detour to avoid each other for the past three years.

Holding the freshly obtained hot milk, he finally gave up the struggle after the proposal to share half of it with Hello was rejected, closing his eyes and suffocating.

Eh?

He opened his eyes, "Is there sugar in it?"

The taste is sweet.

"Will the taste be more acceptable after putting in a little condensed milk?" Amuro patted Haro's head, Qiu Zeyao remembered that he seemed to have whispered something about Haro, yes... go and play with my sister, don't come to disturb me and brother?

Qiu Zeyao shook his head, no longer thinking about anything else, and replied, "It feels okay, but only a little bit."

He made a gesture of pinching his thumb and index finger together, indicating that it was really a little bit.

Amuro looked at him with a wrinkled face and finished drinking the milk, and suddenly laughed: "You look like Santa Claus now, if you change your clothes."

White hair, white eyebrows, and a white beard.

Qiu Zeyao realized what he meant, and subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it. But the scope of the milk stain was obviously larger than what he was able to do, so Toru Amuro quickly took out a tissue, squatted down and helped him carefully wipe it clean.

Not in a hurry to get up, Amuro rolled her eyes: "Speaking of which, you haven't had a good Christmas, have you? New Year's as well, the first time I lay in the hospital and couldn't move freely, and I didn't have time after that."

"Um…"

"Last year was almost in time for the New Year, but don't worry, this year has just started, we can go through every festival and enjoy the cherry blossoms. At that time, we can almost bring Matsuda and the others together. I and them are at the same time, this you You should know that too, right?"

"Well..." Qiu Zeyao followed with his eyes and covered the expression below, "I know."

"Eh—" Toru Amuro pinched his face and stretched out his voice, "I knew that at that time, he deliberately said that I wanted to be friends with Hiro, but he just wanted me to go to jail."

Qiu Zeyao smiled with a guilty conscience: "Yeah." Because his cheeks were pinched, his speech was a little leaky.

"Just apologizing is not sincere." Toru Amuro frowned, "If you want me to forgive you, unless you give me a kiss."

"Ha, eh!"

Qiu Zeyao took a step back, blushing thoroughly, "I'm a child now."

Amuro laughed out loud: "What are you thinking, of course I mean kissing the cheek. Do you think I'm a pervert who would attack children?"

He touched his chin, showing a stunned look: "Is it the idea of ​​coming home with me, Guangjun?"

"Stop talking..." Qiu Zeyao covered his face with his hands, feeling ashamed, "I'm going to take a bath."

When someone grabbed his arm on the way to the bathroom, Amuro reminded him, "Did you forget something?"

"Uh..." The crimson on his cheeks had not faded, but his cheeks turned red again, and his eyes became moist because of shame. He stared at him without any lethal force, and quickly touched Anshitou's face, then nodded his head. Don't go back to the bathroom either.

Amuro watched his back disappear, pursed his lips and brushed his bangs back with his fingers, revealing half of his forehead, but his eyes were lowered, covering the dark eyes.

Qiu Zeyao's stay was unexpected to him, otherwise he would not have gone to see Belmod today, nor would he have accumulated a lot of work to be dealt with.

Even if the other party is fully focused while taking a bath, and the efficiency is greatly improved, it is only a small part of the solution.

His scheduled sleep time today was only two hours.

Kind of hard to do...

Qiu Zeyao was wearing soft cotton pajamas. When he came out of the bathroom, he had calmed down. He rushed Amuro in front of the computer to take a shower. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the text on the screen: "Is this from the police?"

Looking at Amuro nodding, he hesitated and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Forget it." Qiu Zeyao quickly added.

"Although the public security should have no secrets with you. However, there is still a big difference between active disclosure and passive disclosure."

Amuro closed the page and called out the other side, "Bourbon doesn't have so many rules. Could you help me sort out the information?"

Qiu Ze Yao made an ok gesture.

When Amuro wiped his hair and came out, he found that he seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't even notice when he entered the bedroom. So he raised his eyebrows, walked around behind him, and saw the picture on the screen clearly.

"Even this was discovered by you."

Qiu Zeyao shuddered, and when he looked back at him, he was a little flustered: "This is, I just want to take a look..."

Take a look, now his four contemporaries are all alive and well, will that photo and that photo of the five people still exist?

"Well, it doesn't matter, you can read everything on the computer - of course not involving sensitive content."

Amuro put his hand on the top of his hair and frowned, "Is the hair blowing only to this extent, the temperature at night is still a little cold, and I will catch a cold."

"Then I'll blow it again." Qiu Zeyao was about to stand up when the hand above his head held him down.

"You sit here, I'll bring the hair dryer." Amuro said, "Did you see another photo?"

another photo?

Qiu Zeyao was stunned for a while, he really didn't look at it carefully, and after opening this sheet, he was thinking about other things.

He searched inside again, and finally found a hidden and encrypted folder, clicked to open it, where was another photo, it was clearly a photo plus a video, and the list mode actually had three full pages.

Just click on one, Qiu Zeyao: …

"Are you installing surveillance at home?"

As soon as Amuro came back, he was faced with his incredible questioning, and he tilted his head innocently: "This is convenient to check the situation of Xiaokui and Haro at any time, and prevent them from cooperating to commit crimes and steal food."

Well, for good reason.

"Then..." The sentence started, and he stopped quickly.

Anyway, even if you ask him why there are all his clips in it, you won't get any substantive reply at all, and you'll be fooled instead.

The most important thing is that he didn't find it at all.

I am truly ashamed of Mr. Amuro's teaching for so long.

Fortunately, the other party did not intend to pursue it.

Amuro plugged in the power, sat on the bed and beckoned to him. Qiu Zeyao was worried about the possible interrogation at any time, so he walked over very obediently, sat on the empty bed reserved in front of the other party, and worked with the hair dryer. The voice of the other party inserted his fingers into his hair and fiddled, carefully letting the hot air take care of every corner.

"Have you never cut your hair?" Amuro asked again, "Isn't it possible that you have never been out of the house except for the transfer?"

"Never exercised?"

Faced with these three questions, Qiu Zeyao felt so guilty that he made useless explanations: "Work... is quite stressful."

"When I have free time, I am busy chasing new games and opening up new games, right?"

Akizawa:…

exactly…

He was silent.

Toru Amuro pinched the back of his neck punitively, and his voice was indifferent: "Get up tomorrow morning to exercise with me."

Qiu Zeyao didn't dare to resist, he could only: "Oh."

He changed the subject again: "The Galaxy will set sail this weekend?"

Anshi Tou hummed and asked him, "You don't want to go back, do you?"

"No, but An Yankui can't go there. There are many things in the organization. So what about Shirai Hikaru, it's all me anyway."

Amuro pondered for a moment, then said, "But if it was Guang-Jun, more people would play with those children than me, right?"

Qiu Zeyao pretended to be Shirai Hikaru, and spoke while holding his throat like Conan's cuteness: "No way, Xiaoguang, of course, prefers Brother Amuro, so he will play with Brother Amuro."

Then he was knocked on the head: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Have you heard this sentence?"

Qiu Zeyao: "No...?"

"Forget it..." Anshitou didn't continue to tease him, "Since it's busy over there, there's nothing you can do."

Qiu Zeyao smiled with a guilty conscience: "Yeah, there's no other way."

After drying my hair and tidying it up, it was almost time for elementary school students to go to bed.

Neither of them wanted to sleep, Amuro still had work, and if he didn't sleep, Qiu Zeyao certainly couldn't sleep alone.

So one person is facing the computer and the other is holding the mobile phone, and together they deal with the work that has to be dealt with.

Toru Amuro was leaning against the cat, and Yao Qiu Ze was holding the dog in his arms. If you didn't look at the time and what he was doing, the scene was once very warm.

"Remember to tell me in advance when you come next time."

"And then let you finish the work overnight so that you can spend the night in the sky?" Qiu Zeyao pouted, "Don't take your body seriously now, the retribution will come when you get older, I can I don't want that time..."

"that time?"

Qiu Zeyao snorted: "I don't want to bother to take care of you at that time!"

"Yes, yes." Toru Amuro responded, "I will definitely pay attention."

When the hour hand passed twelve, Amuro finally closed the computer.

The child's body is not as good as that of an adult. Qiu Zeyao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Based on his impression, he reached the bed with difficulty and wrapped himself in a quilt.

Toru Amuro walked towards the bed, subconsciously pinched the hem of his pajamas with his arms crossed, and reacted before taking it off, let go of his hands, got into the quilt in his pajamas, and wrapped Qiu Ze Yao, who was half asleep, in his arms, and let him let go. A white head rests on his outstretched arms.

His position was occupied, and Haro circled around Qiu Zeyao for a few times. He tried to cover him with his head but was stopped by the master.

The raccoon cat curled up beside the pillow and flicked its tail comfortably.