The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Qi Yan was still on a business trip, and the house was empty when Qi Jiu returned.

When he was alone, he liked to think about things, until he climbed into bed, he was still silently muttering:

Tomorrow, I must ask Yan Shiqing to clarify the matter.

The next day he rushed to the school early in the morning, staring at the door hoping to see through.

Yan Shiqing came by stepping on the class bell. There was an obvious blood scab on the upper left corner of his forehead, and he didn't lift his eyelids when he entered the classroom.

Qi Jiu stared helplessly at him as he sat down, and heard Zhou Qing snort from the side:

"I told you not to meddle in other people's business, they don't want to talk to you at all."

Yan Shiqing pretended not to hear the yin and yang, and his eyes only stayed on his desk, but he saw a pair of delicate hands appearing on the edge.

The next moment, Qi Jiu's face appeared on the edge of the table, and he lay on his hands, frowning at Yan Shiqing.

This is probably a young master, his nails are neatly manicured, his face is white and tender, and he looks like a type with excess collagen.

The young master opened his mouth, and the baby fat on his face was jumping up: "I will tell the teacher what happened yesterday."

Yan Shiqing took a deep breath, thinking why every time what the other party said was not as cute as his face.

He looked at Qi Jiu menacingly with a sullen face, and just about to refuse, he heard a growl from his stomach.

Gollum.

The sound was so loud that even Zhou Qing couldn't help but lie on his stomach and laugh after hearing it.

Yan Shiqing's ferocious look collapsed in an instant, and he only glanced at Qi Jiu in the end, then muffled his head and stopped making a sound.

Qi Jiu still propped his fingers on the edge of the table, knocking on the table in bewilderment.

After he tapped from the little finger of his left hand to the little finger of his right hand one by one, Qi Jiu hooked his waist and took out an egg from the food box, and rolled it to Yan Shiqing's table: "Do you want to eat?"

The egg didn't stop until it hit Yan Shiqing's textbook, but Yan Shiqing didn't speak, and put the egg on the corner of the table.

The egg stayed there all morning.

When Qi Jiu turned back during the lunch break, Yan Shiqing had disappeared again.

He tilted his head to look at the abandoned egg, picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket with his mouth pursed.

Qi Jiu was entrusted to print study materials before, so he took advantage of his lunch break to go to the printing room.

He has done chores so many times that the teacher on duty is familiar with him, so when he sees him, he chats naturally:

"Xiao Jiu, did you just transfer a student to your class?"

Qi Jiu nodded immediately: "Yes, it's Yan Shiqing."

"Hey, your homeroom teacher will complain when you come back to me." The teacher on duty sighed, "That student is not easy to manage, it's a big problem."

Qi Jiu thought about Yan Shiqing's reticent appearance on weekdays: "I think he...is okay, and he didn't do anything against school rules."

Excluding the item of fighting.

"Then you don't know." The teacher on duty raised his head and gave Qi Jiu an angry look, "I often see him go to Internet cafes, and he often hangs out with those bastards on West Street."

"Besides, he has transferred several times, and each time he only stayed for a few months and then transferred. You are in the last semester of your third year of high school, and you don't know where else you can transfer."

Qi Jiu asked, "Is it because of any problems at home?"

"I don't know." The teacher on duty shook his head, "But looking at his skinny appearance, I feel that the family is probably a bit difficult. Lao Chen went to ask him a few times and he didn't say anything, and his family members couldn't be contacted. I can't help it, my head hurts."

Qi Jiu let out a long "oh", and piled up the materials into a pile, feeling very frustrated.

He carefully looked at the face of the teacher on duty, and finally couldn't help asking: "Which Internet cafe did you see him in?"

Ten minutes later, Qi Jiu appeared on West Street.

In the future, this area will be full of two-story bungalows, with the signboard of a certain Internet cafe, most of them are the same.

The teacher on duty did not give a specific location, so he went deep to try his luck.

It was the time of lunch break, and the West Street was so quiet that Qi Jiu was so frightened that his whole body trembled when shouts suddenly burst out from around him.

The next moment, a Beta stumbled into him.

Beta was dressed sloppily, stepped on Qi Jiu without apologizing, and even put her hips on her hips and scolded someone in a certain Internet cafe.

Qi Jiu staggered two steps from being bumped, raised his head in confusion, and saw Yan Shiqing walking out of the dark door carrying a wooden stick.

His cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his fair forearms, his school uniform was casually opened, and his whole person was not very student-like.

I don't know if he was dazzled just after walking out of the dark room, or seeing Qi Jiu in front of him was unhappy, the corners of Yan Shiqing's eyes twitched quickly.

Beta didn't notice the change in his expression, and threatened him with the corners of his mouth: "Just how much money does this little Internet cafe of yours have? I will report it to you tomorrow, and you don't even know where to cry!"

Yan Shiqing glanced at him, turned his wrist, and there was a piercing sound of wind, and the wooden stick hit the wall twice in response.

Qi Jiu was dumbfounded, wondering how his seemingly thin body had such strength.

That softie Beta was frightened, she shrank her neck for a long time and couldn't speak, and finally left with a livid face.

Qi Jiu and Yan Shiqing were left looking at each other, thinking about whether they should also run away with this Beta in desperation.

"That's right, what should I do if someone reported it to me." A voice came from inside the door, "Broken Internet cafes can't make money in the first place, if you drive my customers away like this, how can I do business."

He paused for two seconds, then changed the topic again: "Forget it, you don't need this kind of cerebral palsy customers."

A carefree young Alpha walked out of the Internet cafe, holding a cracked porcelain bowl, raised his eyebrows when he saw Qi Jiu who was hesitant to speak at the door.

He turned to Yan Shiqing unexpectedly: "What? This is your friend?"

Yan Shiqing threw half of the wooden stick to the corner, and said in a sleepy tone, "No."

Qi Jiu opened his moist eyes and greeted politely: "Hello, Uncle, I'm Yan Shiqing's classmate."

"Oh——" the young man drew his voice, he didn't know what to say, and simply threw out the timeless greeting, "Have you eaten yet?"

Alpha is the owner of the Internet cafe, named Liu He, who is at the golden age of 28 years old, but insists on packing himself up like a little old man who likes to wear old shirts and beach pants to the streets.

"Then you don't know how bad-tempered your classmate is." Liu He looked at Qi Jiu's kind of cute kid, and chattered with him endlessly.

"Come to work here, and make trouble with customers every day and every day. Half of the business is lost by him."

After hearing these words, Qi Jiu said honestly, "...but recruiting child labor is illegal."

"How can this be considered a child laborer?" Liu He clicked his tongue, "He came here to help me look after the store, and I asked him to come and have a meal."

He tapped the edge of the pot with a colander: "It makes sense."

Qi Jiu blinked, looked at Yan Shiqing who was eating noodles sullenly, and said nothing more.

Thanks to this talkative boss, the atmosphere was not too awkward, and he explained to him what happened just now.

Probably just now, under the guise of surfing the Internet, Beta had to brazenly ask for the contact information of the girl opposite. Yan Shiqing thought that these obscenities had affected his appetite, so he put down the bowl and put on a stick to drive her out of the house.

While talking, Liu He scooped up the noodles, spread a whole spoonful of minced meat on top, and then scalded two slices of green vegetables, and made Qi Jiu a rich bowl of noodles with fried sauce.

"Eat quickly, take your little classmate back to class after eating."

The small shabby Internet cafe is dimly lit, and there is only a semi-disabled fan spinning on its head. The porcelain bowl hits the greasy tabletop with a click, and the hot air of the noodles slowly rises.

Yan Shiqing was sitting directly opposite, Qi Jiu watched his hair twirling, and put his fingertips on the undelivered egg in his pocket.

Qi Jiu's head was bright, first he carefully peeled off the egg shell, poked it with chopsticks and handed it to Liu He: "Thank you for letting me stay for dinner."

No matter how poor Liu He was, he didn't want to compete with the children for food, so he waved his hand away.

So Qi Jiu turned to Yan Shiqing logically.

He stretched out his hand long, pushed the egg against the edge of the other's bowl, and the egg rolled into Yan Shiqing's bowl.

His tone was terribly obedient: "Thank you for allowing Uncle Liu to let me stay for dinner."

The egg is runny, and the yellow yolk flows out from the small hole poked out, slowly wrapping the noodles.

Yan Shiqing was momentarily at a loss for words, looked up at Qi Jiu who was smiling brilliantly, and finally did not refuse.

Although the environmental conditions are worrying, Liuhe's cooking tastes really good.

Qi Jiu felt sleepy after eating, and rubbed his eyes to say goodbye to Liu He.

Liu He also didn't give any face, and lazily leaned against the door to see off the guests: "Don't come tomorrow."

There was still a short period of time before class started, this time Yan Shiqing unexpectedly did not leave Qi Jiu behind, and slowed down to walk ahead.

In the afternoon, a little sun finally emerged from the edge of the thick clouds, pulling the small one-story house out of the obliquely long shadow.

"What happened today and yesterday." Yan Shiqing stopped just before stepping into the sun, "you can't tell the teacher."

"Why?" Qi Jiujue was awake, feeling novel and gratified about the first conversation between the two.

"I will depend on the situation. You have to tell me your reason."

Yan Shiqing was too lazy to waste his time talking, so he asked "what does it have to do with you" and turned away.

Qi Jiu was in a great mood, and he could still shake his head and shake his head behind him: "I am brave enough to do what is right. I will help the little flowers on the side of the road when they fall. I am a role model for the May Fourth youth. Why don't you praise me and still look down on me?"

Yan Shiqing became more irritable the more he listened, and his tone was uncontrollably blunt: "You are not acting bravely for a just cause."

"You're helping others achieve their own fulfillment."

Qi Jiu didn't expect him to think so, the corners of his mouth froze for a moment: "Your thoughts are weird and extreme."

He walked behind and muttered: "You really have a bad personality."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Jiu suddenly came up with a very good rhetoric, and smiled and showed two small canine teeth: "Besides, it doesn't matter if I want to gain a sense of accomplishment. It's beneficial to others and pleasing to myself. Why not do it."

Yan Shiqing stopped abruptly.

Half of his body has stepped into the sunlight, and the sun in the warm spring of April brought a little warmth, drawing out a layer of inconspicuous golden edges on his hair.

His pupils were brightly illuminated by the sun, and they unexpectedly had a touch of humanity: "You too."

He closed and parted his lips, with a drawn and stubborn expression, and defined Qi Jiu: "Weird."