Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 159 Sweetheart

Outside the Talingsha, Escher had been standing under the moon for a long time. In front of him was the cherry tree that Cheng Yan accidentally bumped into today.

The night wind blew the cherry blossom petals away, and they fell to the ground.

She raised her hand to sweep away the fallen petals on her shoulders, and a few of them stained her palm.

Escher lowered his eyes, as if looking at the withered flowers, but the red pupils that had lost their disguise were out of focus.

Rushing here overnight, Dotore looked at himself as if he were a stranger.

A disappointing stranger.

I did so much psychological preparation, and naively and paranoidly wanted to hide everything about him, but all my efforts failed after I saw that person.

After closing his eyes tightly, Dotore walked away.

The road was not long, and after slowing down the pace, I walked even slower. It was inappropriate to think of what Cheng Yan said to me when he was leaning on my chest.

He said, don't harm innocent people.

He said that he did not want to become a villain with no bottom line.

Dotore's expression turned cold.

I felt even more ridiculous myself, as he and I were never from the same world.

He will only hinder himself, influence his choices, and interfere with his judgment.

Besides, there was a slight tremor in the breathing.

He has already done those things he wanted to avoid, and will do more in the foreseeable future.

Thinking of the plan laid out in Inazuma and the words Piero said to him, Dottore calmed down.

"No one...can influence my plan, not even you."

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"Ah, achilles!"

Cheng Yan sat cross-legged on Aqi's bed and sneezed loudly.

"Huh, who is saying bad things about me?"

Holding a notebook made of hundreds of pieces of paper that could kill someone, Cheng Yan reached out to Aqi.

"Pass me that pen over there."

Aqi raised his hand and gave it to him, then lifted the quilt and sat next to Cheng Yan, with curiosity in his eyes.

"what are you writing?"

Cheng Yan opened the notebook and pondered, "A letter, or a love letter."

"Love letter?" Archie had never heard of this word before, and his expression showed a bit of confusion.

Cheng Yan looked up at him and said, "It's when you like someone and you write down everything you want to say to him to express your love for him. That's a love letter."

Archie rubbed his chin with his knuckles, looking somewhat adorable as he thought seriously.

Cheng Yan chuckled, "Why are you so serious? What, do you already have a crush on someone?"

Aqi moved closer to him and looked up at him seriously, "Do you think so?"

Cheng Yan couldn't help laughing and reached out to pinch his face.

"Would you like to try it on?"

"try what?"

"Test to see if I am your sweetheart." Cheng Yan was addicted to pinching his face and didn't let go until his skin turned slightly red.

"How to try?"

The curiosity in Archie's eyes grew stronger.

Cheng Yan's expression was calm for a moment, then a sly smile appeared on his lips and his hands moved in a rascally manner.

"Undress."

"Ah?" Archie dodged Cheng Yan's hand and clutched his collar.

"What kind of test is this?"

"If I were your sweetheart, and we were both lying on the same bed, you would definitely want to take off your clothes or mine."

Aqi crawled under the quilt and kicked Cheng Yan, "I don't want it! You are not my sweetheart!"

Only after successfully scaring the people around him like a standing cat did Cheng Yan calmly withdraw his hand.

"See, this proves that I am not your sweetheart."

Aqi didn't dare to let go of the hand that was grabbing his collar. He stared at Cheng Yan with an expression that showed a bit of grievance and fear.

"My sweetheart is so scary."

"Pfft, it won't be scary when you have it."

Aqi snorted lightly, not forgetting to move away from Cheng Yan.

"I don't want any."

After the fight, Cheng Yan picked up the pen seriously.

He has been writing a letter to Zanzan every day for a long time, so long that the letters together are as thick as a book.

It was quiet late at night, and Cheng Yan was unconsciously affected by the coolness.

"I wonder what Zanzan is doing now. It would be great if I could see him tomorrow."

The unrealistic imagination made Cheng Yan feel irritated.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the peaceful sleeping face of the person next to him, and Cheng Yan stroked his chest and closed his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll always see Zanzan."

The irritation caused by missing someone is nothing compared to the system's warning. Cheng Yan cannot afford any risks now.

He wants everything around him to be fine.