Chapter 297 Si, I Like You the Most (2/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 297 Si, I like you the most (23 guaranteed)

Kimiko Nakao looked at the diary, narrowed her eyes slightly, and showed the diary to the camera in Taiga Hirata's hand.

Hirata Taiga took pictures of the key contents of several diaries displayed by Nakao Kimiko, and Nakao Kimiko returned the diary to Qiong. Qiong looked at the diary, and suddenly felt a little scared. Just now Nakao Kimiko Meiko looked at the diary quietly, and she also calmed down during this time.

I accepted the interview without Si's permission and even showed Si's diary to the reporter.

Qiong's eyes became a little uneasy: Am I right to do this? Can my actions really help Si? Will Si be angry?

"Well, I can ask." Before Nakao Kimiko could finish her words, Qiong suddenly interrupted her: "I, I don't want to talk anymore. Can, can you please go out."

The uneasiness and fear in her heart came suddenly, and the fear came without any reason. She suddenly regretted that she accepted the interview so hastily, even though she just wanted to do something for Aokiji.

Nakao Kimiko and Hirata Taiga looked at each other, and she raised her lips: "Ah, okay, then I will wait for a suitable opportunity and come to visit Aoki-kun again. Please be sure to say hello to Aoki-kun for me."

Qiong didn't reply to her, he just lowered his head and looked at the diary, his eyes a little dull.

Nakao Kimiko and Hirata Taiga tacitly turned off the equipment.

"Well, today's interview ends here, excuse me." Nakao Kimiko looked at the silent silver-haired girl with her head lowered in front of her, and she probably understood in her heart that this little girl was probably different from other children. There was nothing angry about it, but he comforted him: "Don't worry, we are on the same front as you."

"I will report the truest situation. Miss Kasugano does not have to bear any psychological burden. If you have any doubts about the content of the interview or decide to cancel it, you can ask Aoki-kun to contact me, and I will respect your choice." Nakao Kimiko As he said that, Qiong raised his face, his beautiful big eyes seemed to be confirming something, and he smiled softly.

"Really! But don't delay too long. This news will probably appear in my column tomorrow night. If you have any doubts, just inform me before then. Aoki-kun should still have my mobile phone number. "

Nakao Kimiko said this, thought for a while, and left her business card: "If Miss Kasugano has any questions, you can also call me on this phone."

Qiong nodded dullly, and his small body curled up on the sofa, looking even smaller.

Nakao Kimiko, Hirata Taiga turned around and left. Qiong stayed on the sofa for a long time before getting up, picking up the diary on the table and going upstairs.

Re-opening the diary, Qiong looked at the contents inside with extremely complicated emotions.

Can I help Si if I do this?

Wiping the corners of his eyes, Qiong sniffed and closed the diary.

She stared blankly at the pages of the diary, feeling sad and throbbing in her heart.

It turns out that Si also had a past like this. Qiong thought of Aoki Si now, and thought of Aoki Si's unfortunate childhood in the diary, and always felt that his nose was always sore.

It turns out that I am not the only one in this world who has suffered such misfortune.

"Click." The sound of opening the door suddenly came from under the door.

"Qiong, I'm back." Aoki Si's somewhat tired voice reached his ears. Qiong hurriedly put the diary back into the drawer, opened the door, and was about to escape back to his room when he saw Aoki Si downstairs. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he looked at each other at the stairs.

"Qiong?" Aoki Siyu looked at Qiong who looked panicked and his eyes were still red with confusion. He walked up a few steps. Qiong looked like a child who had made a mistake and was caught. He leaned against the wall nervously, with his hands on his legs. Although his face was still expressionless, his pupils were still shaking violently.

Before Aoki Si could say anything, Qiong's voice trembled slightly: "I, I told Si."

"Ah? Ah." Aokiji was confused at first, then laughed: "Just watch it, it's okay, why are you still moved?"

Seeing Qiong's expression of just crying, Aokiji slapped her little head with his palm in a funny way: "Those are all diaries from childhood, and they have nothing to do with who I am now. Okay, today the coach said I don’t have to go to training at night, I can stay at home with you all day.”

Qiong nodded silently, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Aoki Si's wrist, raised his head, and looked into his eyes: "Si"

"Ah?" Aokiji tilted his head and looked at her.

Qiong swallowed nervously, lowered her head, her silver hair covering her expression: "Gang, a reporter came just now."

Hearing this, Aoki Si knelt down nervously, pushed her hair away, and looked at her face: "They didn't do anything excessive to you, right? Which reporter are they from? What are they here for?"

Qiong felt even more uneasy when she saw Aoki Si caring about her so nervously. She was even more afraid that Aoki Si would be angry with her, angry that she accepted the interview because she was emotional and showed her diary to others, so, Instead, she felt her nose became even more sore, and her tears couldn't stop falling: "It's okay."

"It's reporter Kimiko Nakao who came to see you. I, I accepted the interview." Qiong looked at Aoki Tsukasa, his eyes shaking uneasily.

Hearing this, Aokiji just smiled helplessly: "Don't cry, there's nothing wrong with the interview, idiot."

He stretched out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Qiong's eyes: "Then what?"

"I, I told her everything I know about Si. I also showed her Si's diary." Qiong grabbed the hem of the white dress, moved her lips, and looked at Si Aoki briefly. He fell into silence, feeling even more uneasy and hurriedly explained: "I just want to help Si."

"I, I didn't mean it." Qiong didn't finish his words, his pupils dilated slightly.

Aokiji gently held her in his arms and patted her back: "Are you really an idiot? How could I be angry about such a thing. What are you afraid of, idiot!"

Not only did Aokiji's repeated "idiot" sounds not make Qiong feel the slightest blame, his magnetic voice was extremely gentle, but it made Qiong feel particularly at ease.

But at this moment, all the emotions in her heart finally burst out uncontrollably.

She hugged Aoki Si tightly and suddenly burst into tears: "Why do they scold Si like that? Si Mingming didn't do anything, Si Mingming was so gentle. And me, why can't I always do anything?" , Why, I have to cause trouble for Si every time."

Aoki Si was caught off guard and was a little overwhelmed by her sudden cry, but after hearing her cry, Aoki Si felt a warmth in his heart.

Qiong. Like me, we are worried about each other.

yes.

Aokiji raised his lips.

Just like me, when the news came out before, I felt extremely worried.

The same is true for the sky.

Aokiji stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her back: "Okay, okay, I understand. My client is not even angry, so why is Qiong so sad?"

"Besides, it's not that Qiong didn't do anything." Aokiji let go of his hand, squatted in front of Qiong, held her warm cheeks, wiped the tears on her face tirelessly, smiled softly, and his smile was extremely bright. .

"If it hadn't been for Qiong, I might not have lived so hard at all." Aoki Si looked at her with a sincere expression: "It was Qiong who told me that there are things I still need to fight for in this world. It was Qiong who told me , I am not alone."

"Qiong, just existing can bring me endless power. So..." Aoki Si looked at Qiong's eyes that seemed to be in disbelief, and stared seriously at her misty eyes, which were as beautiful as glass: "Qiong is not a burden. Qiong is my most important person."

Qiong's lips trembled slightly, and her long white fingers gently touched Aoki Si's face: "Really, really?"

She murmured with somewhat dazed eyes: "I, I am just a useless waste. I can only make Si worry every day and be a burden to work so hard every day."

Aokiji put his finger in front of her lips and interrupted her: "I said, Qiong is not a burden. I don't care what other people think of Qiong. They think Qiong is annoying, or they think Qiong is a drag. Anyway, even Qiong himself thinks he is a waste, and I don’t think so either.”

"Qiong!" Aokiji solemnly grabbed her shoulders and looked straight at her.

"Qiong, even if you were bullied by others, you never thought about taking revenge. You just took all the fault on yourself. You are a kind girl."

"Qiong's inferior silver hair is, in my opinion, very, very beautiful. Such dazzling silver hair is just like a gift from God. God gave it to Qiong because he particularly loves Qiong's existence."

"And because she was worried about me, such a strong Qiong even cried. Qiong is really a very, very gentle girl."

"So, you are the most beautiful, kind and gentle girl I have ever seen."

"So don't bow your head." Aokiji smiled, that smile was so warm that it seemed to bring light, illuminating everything in front of Qiong's eyes.

"You're not bad at all!"

After the words fell, Qiong looked at Aoki Si blankly for a long time, and finally, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Just like after the ice and snow melted, a stubborn wild flower broke through the shackles of the earth. Qiong's smile was as bright and beautiful as Aokiji had never seen before. The emotions that appeared on her jade-like cheeks made Aokiji unexpectedly. Some throbbing with rapid heartbeat.

"Thank you! Si!"

She grabbed Aoki Si's collar and put her cheek close to him before Aoki Si had time to react to what happened.

A pair of pink, thin lips with a hint of fragrance were pressed tightly against Aokiji's mouth.

Aokiji's mind went blank for a moment. In his field of vision, Qiong's bright eyes curved into a crescent moon with a smile.

"Si I, I like you the most."

Wha, what?

Aokiji's lips moved slightly, and the smell in his nose made him suffocate and his head felt dizzy.

Dome? Kissed me? ——

PS: The third update will be posted at noon or later in the afternoon.