Time: 2011-9- 23 20:40:51 Words: 2451
In the following week, I didn't see Naxu or even Qiong much.
She had been staying at home all this time. No one was willing to mention what had happened that day again.
Did Qiong know? I'm not sure, but I can clearly feel that Qiong is gradually distancing himself from me.
And I'm slowly distancing myself from Nao.
In other words, Nao and I had simultaneously distanced ourselves from each other.
Just like that, the holiday ended.
After returning to the city, I studied hard and slowly recovered my mood.
'Nao, why did you do that? I don't want to think about it anymore. After that incident, we probably won't have any more interactions.'
As for Qiong, he had reverted back to his silent personality. No, he was even more so.
It seemed that after this holiday, we had returned to how we were when we first met.
When my parents were on a business trip, every time I brought back food and invited Qiong to eat together, the silent atmosphere spread from the dining table and solidified around us. Then, it overflowed and filled the entire room.
"Qiong, today we…" When I said that, I was usually met with silence.
“......”
He was at a loss.
“... Haha, Qiong doesn't seem to be interested in these things?... Ah, is there anything fun you want to tell me?”Hence, he changed the topic.
Silence again.
Sometimes, as if he disliked my nagging, Qiong would leave the dining table without saying a word and shut himself back in his small room.
He returned to a world where he was alone.
This way…No…
This really couldn't be…Dome…
? However, facing a situation where my parents weren't by my side, all I could do was smile in front of Qiong. This way, the house wouldn't always feel dead silent.
" Thus, during the short period of time when my parents returned, I tried my best to let everyone reunite. I hoped that this way, I could change Qiong once again.
She had already changed. Why did she have to return to that lonely life now?
"Ah, unknowingly, it's going to be the holidays again. Xiaoyou and Qiong, do you want to go back to Aomuran to play?”After dinner, I had just finished washing the dishes and sat down when I heard my father say this.
“... Forget it."
“... No!"
What was shocking was that Qiong and I spoke at the same time.
"Hmm? Was that so? It looked like Xiaoyou and Qiong were already sick of each other... Hehe, that's true. In that case, let's bring you to other places to play.”After a short moment of surprise, his father returned to his normal state and said with a smile.
“... Qiong, where do you want to go?" My gaze wavered as I turned towards Qiong.
Without saying a word, he carried the rabbit doll and returned to his room.
Thus, I could only look at the door and slowly isolate the twins who should have been connected together.
In the end, my parents decided to take us to Hokkaido for a trip, but this plan still went bankrupt in the end.
That was because his grandfather had passed away.
That healthy body lost weight in a short period of time. Then, we lost a family member just like that.
That call came from when his parents left work.
Thus, during that holiday, his parents returned to Aomuran for a short period of time. After burying his grandfather, they immediately rushed back.
I didn't know what kind of feelings I had after losing my family. I only remembered that period of time. I was muddleheaded and passed it like that.
Three months later, his grandmother passed away.
In his heart, the last trace of connection with Ao Muran disappeared just like that. It was like dust in the wind, never to be found again.
After burying his grandmother, his parents hid their sadness and continued to work hard. No matter how sad they were, they had to live well.
"Xiao You, Qiong! We want to live well and live happily! This was the best way to repay his grandfather and grandmother.”That night, my parents rushed back from Aomuran and hugged us like this.
That year, Qiong and I were 11 years old.
? Perhaps that incident had touched Qiong and me, but I could really sense my growth. At the same time, Qiong was no longer isolated and was willing to interact with me.
Perhaps it was just a simple answer, but it was still a good start.
After all... I'm against the sky... It was the feeling of wanting to protect her, wanting to be a good brother and taking care of her that supported me until now.
Perhaps to strengthen our relationship, my parents gave me and Qiong a cell phone each. This was already a very high-class gift for us at that time.
Occasionally, Qiong would have to stay in the hospital. I would secretly text him during class.
"Hey, Qiong, is there anything you want to eat today?”
"Pudding!"
It was this simple conversation that formed the entire conversation between me and Qiong.
"Hey, hey, hey, Yu! Hurry up and play football! You're the only one left!" One time, I received a text message from Qiong while I was preparing for a physical education class.
Actually, it was just a signature. There was nothing in it.
After that, I skipped class for the first time. Under the teacher's gaze, I rushed out of the school gate openly.
"Hey! Hey! Kasugano! What are you thinking! This brat!"
When I arrived at the hospital, I found Qiong sitting quietly on the hospital bed, looking at the sky outside the window.
Nothing happened. My heart relaxed.
On the way, they were still worried that something had happened to Qiong. Did he suddenly fall ill? Did he encounter an accident…
Sitting in front of the bed, Qiong turned around after a while.
"Ah... Yu..." She looked at me and said.
After that.
"I want to be discharged. Can you take me home?”
He said indifferently.
That afternoon, after I applied for leave, I brought Qiong back home.
“... Every time she came back, she would always feel that the house at home was really beautiful.”After Qiong entered the room, he glanced around and said.
"Because it's my home. I definitely won't be lonely here.”I said as I stood behind Qiong.
“...”She gently turned her head to look at me before walking back into her room.
That's for sure, but why am I still feeling a little disappointed?
Dinner…Forget it, I'll try to cook a meal today.
With this thought in mind, I made dinner for Qiong for the first time.
It was much more difficult than he had imagined. After failing several times, he finally managed to make food that he could barely swallow.
“... Qiong will be angry, right?" Looking at the steaming curry rice on the plate, I gulped.
Why don't you try it yourself? If it really tasted bad, he would go out and order takeout.
I touched my nose. Just as I was about to start, a spoon stretched out from the side and scooped some rice and curry.
"Eh, Qiong?" Turning his head, he saw Qiong Zheng putting the spoonful of food into his mouth.
Was it bad? Would he be angry?
I thought uneasily.
As expected, after chewing a few times, Qiong frowned.
“... It tastes terrible." He said mercilessly.
I smiled embarrassedly and scratched my head.
"Well, after all, I don't really know how to cook…'Forget it, I'll order takeout. Qiong wants...' Eh, Qiong?" I was interrupted. Qiong, who had clearly said that it tasted bad, picked up the curry rice and sat down at the dining table.
Don't force yourself.
Qiong silently ate a little more, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, occasionally clicking his tongue.
ToBeContinued
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