When Xue Qiong returned to the villa in the 21st School District, his "new home", the setting sun had just crossed the roof of the nearest high-rise building, casting a golden yellow on the whole city, but leaving only a shadow for him.

However, not only was he not in the mood to be sad or emotional, but because he had returned to his most comfortable area in every sense, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You're back!"

When Xue Qiong was changing her shoes at the door, she heard this voice from the house, and remembered that she still hadn't fully adapted to these customs, so she smiled and replied in a rare loud voice, "I'm back."

This kind of volume is usually only used for inflammatory things, in battle, or when taunting his opponents.

Throwing the briefcase on the top of the shoe cabinet and changing into comfortable slippers, Xue Qiong walked to the living room in a slightly dark corridor.

Xue Qiong looked at the courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling window, ripped off the tie around his neck with one hand, and the cold water bottle and glass on the coffee table floated behind him and poured a glass of water, and the poured water cup just floated to his mouth when he turned around.

And Poison Island Tsuneko, who was wearing loose maternity clothes, also happened to stroke her stomach with one hand and walk down from the second floor with the railing with the other.

Poison Island pressed the switch at the staircase, and the entire first floor was instantly lit up.

She didn't ask Xue Qiong why she didn't turn on the lights, and Xue Qiong smiled bitterly as if she had just found out, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it." ”

Tsumiko shook her head slightly, smiled and spread her arms. Xue Qiong couldn't hug her from the front, but walked to the waist behind her holding Poison Island Ryō, and after a few seconds, Xue Qiong's hands slowly slid across her bulging belly.

At the same time, Xue Qiong put his head on the shoulders of Poison Island Yanzi, the skin of the two faces touched, smelling the smell of the beautiful purple hair, Xue Qiong asked: "Should I ask you at this time, do you miss me~?" ”

The so-called Xue Qiong-style flirting means that normal people will not ask the first half of the sentence, and the word that drags on in the second half of the sentence should also be "ah" instead of "me".

In fact, he can also choose to load the personality of a more proficient love veteran, but Xue Qiong stubbornly insists on facing Poison Island with his most direct face.

He owes her so much.

A good sentence to close the distance from Xue Qiong's mouth became a little laughable, and even if Poison Island Tsuneko was almost accustomed to his way of speaking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing at this time.

The warm atmosphere began to rise, and Tsumiko Poison Island was content, happy, and happy.

However, she and Xue Qiong both knew that Xue Qiong could not enjoy this kind of warmth - his brain had almost no such function, and he was just trying his best to behave like this, with an urgent mentality to make up for something.

And at the same time, there was something that only Xue Qiong was aware of.

If in the past, when Xue Qiong was doing something, he would usually only think about things related to it, even if his mind jumped and was agile, he often wouldn't fly too far. And now, two things will forever haunt him.

First, resurrect the little rhyme.

Second, kill Liu Jiangtao.

When he finally decided to stand up and do something as Xue Qiong again, these two things began to pop up in his mind all the time, even if he wanted to use the personality reconstruction plan, he couldn't throw these two thoughts into the background... Sometimes he even needs to weaken his body's detoxification mechanism and take some psychotropic drugs to suppress these two thoughts, so that he is not distracted from completing the task at hand.

And his current performance, in a sense, is also to hide what he really needs to hide in front of Poison Island Tsuneko in a way that shows his clumsy emotional experience.

After a long time, Xue Qiong asked in the ear of Poison Island Yanzi, "What do you want to eat today?" ”

Poison Island knew that Xue Qiong was actually asking her where she wanted to go, and her answer was, "It doesn't make a difference anywhere, it's good that you're here." ”

Then Poison Island took Xue Qiong's hand and walked into the kitchen, letting him see the dishes on the table, Chinese food.

Xue Qiong frowned, "Didn't I say it, oil smoke is not good for your health, and we'd better in the future..."

Poison Island stuck out her tongue a little embarrassed, "Actually, I just put the takeout on the plate." ”

Xue Qiong laughed, and then took a bite out of her face, "You are so witty. ”

He suddenly remembered that in the last few days in the world of the school apocalypse, several people in order to prevent the virus that might exist in the food, and in order to prevent any of them from having a situation like Jing Haoyong, at his own suggestion, everything they ate turned into a stewed and rotten like vomit.

And even if Poison Island had a foundation in cooking before, her taste would definitely plummet after such a sudden, and she later completed that deal with Kazan, and when she spread the Kazan plague in different worlds, she definitely didn't have the heart to cook or anything... To be honest, Xue Qiong found that he said that just now, although he said that he would not let Poison Island Tsuneko cook, but subconsciously there was still such an expectation, and he should not have such expectations, whether it was from logic, feelings, reasoning or the level of cooking that Poison Island Tsuneko was now a mystery.

Thoughtfully pulling out the chair and serving the poison island to sit down, Xue Qiong walked to the cupboard to get the dishes and chopsticks, and at the same time opened the wine cabinet in the other corner of the kitchen with the power of thought, and took out a bottle of whiskey...

However, a few seconds later, Xue Qiong suddenly found that his mental power could not drag the wine bottle, so he turned around and saw that Poison Island Yanzi had already grabbed the wine bottle with one hand, and with his right hand, ghost hand.

"I'll do it for you. Some things only feel when you have your hands, don't you? ”

Xue Qiong touched the back of her head, "Forget it, since you can't drink it, you can't drink it alone." ”

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very good, Xue Qiong and Poison Island Tsuneko talked about their experiences in different plot worlds, and from time to time let out a few hearty laughs or long sighs.

However, this also reveals another fact.

Xue Qiong thinks that she needs to return the promise to Poison Island and give her the feeling of being taken care of, but since the two of them lived in this house, Xue Qiong didn't have too much time to communicate at home because she needed to deal with the things on Aresta's side, so these limited experiences, after half a month, had not been finished, and they could also be used as a topic between the two.

After dinner, the two snuggled up on the sofa, watching the boring programs on TV that were actually not of much interest to them, Xue Qiong bit the unlit cigarette in his mouth, and suddenly said, "I think I'm ready to tell you about her." ”

Tsumiko Poison Island knew who she was referring to. When Xue Qiong talks about his experience, he always selectively and seems to skip a thing for no reason, and Poison Island Tsuneko can feel that there is a character hidden in these skipped clips, a person who is really extremely important to Xue Qiong, another woman.

She also vaguely knew from the beginning that there would always be such a thing, so she chose to reassure Xue Qiong with one sentence very early, that sentence was: "When you feel you can tell me, tell me again." ”

So Xue Qiong began to confess everything to Poison Island Tsuneko, everything between him and Xiaoyun... From that not-so-standard heroic rescue of beauty, from that cheap piece of bread that fell to the ground, until now.

While Xue Qiong was saying this, she was also combing through her own memories, trying to find a definite answer for herself, and the question corresponding to that answer was: "How important is she to me?" ”

As he spoke, he didn't come up with a definite answer at all, but Poison Island found that there were two teardrops that were sliding down Xue Qiong's cheeks, and he didn't seem to notice it at all.

At least in the days when I knew this person, it didn't add up to a long time, and Poison Island Yanzi had never seen Xue Qiong cry. And when he finally found that his tear glands began to express something naturally, Xue Qiong also remembered that he hadn't shed tears for at least ten years...

You know, he's only in his early twenties... Of course, he has no memory of the time when the Celestial personality first took over the dominance of the body, so it doesn't count in his eyes now.

Poison Island Tsuneko thoughtfully helped him wipe away the tears on his face, and then continued to snuggle up to Xue Qiong's side, quietly being a listener. It wasn't until Xue Qiong finally finished telling Xiaoyun's story and her mood finally returned to the state of Gujing's unwavering state that Poison Island Yanzi spoke in a small voice: "I know that it may not be good for me to ask like this, and it may be a little willful..."

Poison Island Tsuneko looked directly into Xue Qiong's eyes, "Joan, dear, I only expect you to love me as you love her... Or, half is fine, okay? ”

Xue Qiong also looked directly at the big eyes of Poison Island Yanzi who seemed to be about to burst into the water in the next second, and made a solemn promise for the first time: "I will." ”

But the answer to this question in his heart, in fact, the first thing that came to mind was, "I don't know how important Xiaoyun is to me, how can I calculate how much half is?" And the second most standard that best fits his style is "I try my best." ”

Xue Qiong's control of herself is really perfect to the extreme.

So even if he was telling a lie that would make him feel painful, he looked directly at the other party's gaze, the look on his face, and even every muscle, nerve, and sweat gland in his body, and he didn't show any flaws at this moment.

And a smile also bloomed on Poison Island's face.

She tried to make her tone lighter, "By the way, there are a few junior high school students today, and among them are members of the Discipline Committee... I came to the door. ”

"Looking for you or looking for me?"

"Looking for the two of us, but I sent them away."

Then she took off the half-bitten cigarette in Xue Qiong's mouth and kissed it deeply.