Chapter 144 Birds and Light

"Get up from the ground first, be careful." Hagiwara Kenji coughed twice, and quickly forgot about his action of breaking into the house. He carefully helped the boy up a little, turned around and looked for a cup of water in the room, but bumped into a dazzling and depressing color, and forgot his action for a moment.

On the wall next to the door, with his back to it, there was a huge canvas hanging, which was full of mottled and messy pigments. The colors used were very rich and mixed, but it didn't look like they were randomly rendered on the soft canvas.

Kenji Hagihara felt as if he was looking into a pair of eyes full of red bloodshot, full of suppressed madness and indifference. He quickly moved his gaze to the side. The eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by an arm painted with inhuman colors, with cold needles shining coldly.

The thin little hands of children hanging down, the terrifying mechanical instruments of unknown use, large pieces of blood clots, dazzling round lights, and the corpses twisted on the ground that were not human-shaped. I don't know how many things are stacked together. At first glance, it looks like a piece of cloth covered with messy paint. In fact, no matter where you look at it, you can see completely different things.

A red bandage runs from the far left side of the canvas to the other side. It is the only clear component in the whole painting. Unlike other things, it only makes people feel depressed at first glance. It lies quietly on the picture, wrapped in bright or dim colors.

Even though Hagiwara Kenji has experienced countless cases, he couldn't catch his breath for a while after finally tearing his sight away from it. He looked down at the white-haired boy who drew this picture. He saw that the other party's hands, arms, clothes and cheeks were all smeared with paint.

Asuka Mizuki closed his eyes slightly, and his thin and thick white eyelashes kept trembling slightly, looking extremely tired.

"Would you like some water?"

Seeing that the white-haired boy had no intention of getting up, Hagiwara Kenji asked in a hoarse voice. Seeing that Asuka Kiri, who was lying on the floor with most of her body, nodded, he hesitated for a moment and could only leave her here and go to the small table beside the bed to get a cup of water.

This is...

The small dining table was full of things. In addition to the kettle and cup, there were also two covered trays. He reached out and took up the porcelain lid. He saw that the food inside was neatly arranged. Whether it was the lunch or dinner that Tsukiyama Asari had brought in before, it looked like nothing had been touched.

The man's eyebrows, which had been furrowed, wrinkled even more. He did not dare to pour the already cold water directly to the man who had not eaten for a day. He could only say something and quickly walked downstairs to get some warm water.

Hagiwara Kenji was about to come up with the warm water, but then he remembered the untouched meal. He could not find anything else to eat, so he simply washed the rice in a short time, added water and boiled it in the pot. He

would tell Shibasaki Shoichiro about it tomorrow morning.

It took a long time to cook the porridge. After he covered the pot, he went back upstairs with the warm water. The door that was not closed when he left just now was ajar. The boy changed his posture slightly, but he did not get up from the ground yet. He looked like he was going to sleep on the floor tonight.

The curtains were drawn, and the moonlight, which was much brighter than before, poured into the room, making the white hair on the floor look like flowing water. Asuka Mizuki turned a little to the side and lay on the not-so-cold floor, curling up slightly. The pajamas on his face and body were very light in color, and the light bamboo color looked no different from his hair in the moonlight. The mottled paint on his body was even more conspicuous.

When he returned to the room, Kenji Hagiwara noticed that it was filled with the pungent smell of paint. In addition, the room had not been ventilated and was hot, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Did I open the window?" This question received no response. The man with half-long hair turned to look at the key inspection target. The man waved his hands weakly at him, and it seemed that he didn't hear what he said at all.

Fei Niao Wu's head was really a mess now.

He finally experienced the feeling of an artist. Driven by strong emotions based on hatred and fear, he didn't even have time to eat. When he finally finished the last stroke and threw the paintbrush on the ground, when he finally came to his senses, it was already dark outside. The strength of the whole body seemed to be drained, and the paint on his body had not yet dried up. He didn't dare to lie back on the bed, and just wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.

I'm so tired. Being an artist is really tiring. But at least the DDL was completed in time, and the points that were used for the physical examination were earned back. It was not a loss in any way.

Asuka was too sleepy to hear what Hagiwara Kenji, who kept leaning on the male mother, said. He simply waved his hands and closed his eyes. In less than a moment, he was wrapped in pajamas and woke up.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made him wake up from his half-asleep state. The white-haired boy opened his eyes and found that the guy who appeared inexplicably in the middle of the night had carried him up and walked out of the corridor.

"Hagi..." The hoarse voice startled him. Asuka swallowed the rest of his words. He felt his throat dry after not drinking water for a long time. It was difficult for him to swallow.

"Sleep in my room today. The paint smell in your room is too strong. I don't know when it will go away." Hagiwara Kenji said. He took the boy back to his room in a few steps. He recalled the smell of chemicals in the room before. He was worried that the boy he was carrying was poisoned and passed out.

Asuka Kiri now had no strength to struggle and resist, and she felt that her previous appearance probably scared everyone else, so she simply let him take her back to another clean room. It was not until she felt that he was going to put her directly on the bed that she hurriedly grabbed his clothes and said, "I still have dye on me."

"It's okay." Hagiwara Kenji thought for a moment, took his clothes from the side and spread them on the bed of the hotel, letting him lie on the bed through the soft inner fabric of his clothes, "That's it."

After saying this, he saw the white-haired boy looked at him silently, then reached out to cover his eyes, turned around and buried his face in his clothes.

It was so embarrassing!

If he was five or six years younger, he would not be so embarrassed. He is seventeen years old now, and he is still being taken care of like this. In the eyes of these guys, will he always be a ten-year-old child?

Someone come and knock me out...

After all this ordeal, he was so ashamed that he couldn't sleep anymore. Now he wanted to dig a hole three feet deep into the ground and bury himself there, never to come out again in his life.

"Drink the water first."

Fei Niao Wu closed his eyes and groped for the water cup. He stood up and took a few sips to drink the water in the cup before burying his face again, pretending that he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He perfectly practiced the precious quality of covering his ears and stealing the bell. Unexpectedly, the soft bed and the suitable temperature made his sleepiness go away again. He originally didn't want to open his eyes because of shame, but in less than a while he really fell into a heavy sleep.

Kenji Hagiwara felt the boy's breathing becoming calmer, so he simply stopped asking questions. He went to the bathroom, wet a towel with hot water, and squatted beside the bed to wipe off the paint on the boy's face and hands. After wiping off the red stain on the back of his feet, the man paused.

Because of his posture, Asuka Mizuki's loose pajamas were lifted up a little, revealing his ankles, which were usually tightly wrapped. There was a circle of old injuries around his wrists, as if he had been strangled by something, and the marks left by the restraints that had sunk into his skin during the constant struggle had become increasingly fainter with the passage of time.

Thinking of the boy's previous resistance to hot springs, how he rarely accepted their invitations to go swimming every summer, and how he had to wrap himself more tightly with a short-sleeved shirt with a higher collar even when playing on the beach, Hagiwara Kenji lowered his eyes and couldn't help but reach out to touch the back of his neck.

The clothes there were also loosened a little, and there were only a few faint marks below the exposed back of his neck. He pulled the collar down a little and saw a mark that looked like a burn, crooked, and pulled into a somewhat distorted shape as he grew older, but it was still possible to see that it was a digital number. The red-hot iron burned on the boy's fair skin, like a brand on a lamb in a pasture.

There were other deep and shallow marks below. Kenji Hagiwara did not look at them again. He just tidied up the clothes for the people, and then went downstairs to remove the pot of porridge that was still slowly cooking from the stove.

Asuka

Kiri was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Come out for dinner." Matsuda Jinpei's impolite voice came from outside. Just by listening to the voice, one could imagine what his expression was.

He struggled to get up from the bed, yawned and stretched his waist. He felt much more awake. Kenji Hagiwara, who had brought him back to the room in the middle of the night yesterday, had made a bed next to him and was still sleeping soundly.

There was another knock on the door, "Hagi, hurry up!"

The white-haired boy got off the bed and pushed Kenji Hagiwara, who was still asleep, hard. The latter turned over and had no intention of getting up.

"I'll be right there." He simply responded to Matsuda Jinpei who was waiting for him to go downstairs for dinner. "You guys go eat first."

After he finished speaking, it was quiet outside. After an unknown amount of time, Date Kou's mumbling came in from outside, "You knocked on the right door..."

"Tsk." It was Matsuda Jinpei's voice. Asuka listened for a while, and when she saw that the other party seemed to be pulling Date Kou downstairs directly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait, according to the character of Class Leader Date, he will definitely ask loudly at the dinner table why the two of you sleep in the same room, and if he disappears quickly, he will definitely be asked a lot of questions once he goes down.

Not wanting to experience the embarrassment of being stared at by everyone at the table, Asuka Kiri sat on the bed and thought hard for a long time, and finally set her sights on Hagiwara Kenji, who had finally sobered up a little.

...The way to avoid being noticed is to divert everyone's attention to someone else. If that doesn't work, asking someone to cushion your back is also a good idea.

"I'm so sleepy--" Hagiwara Kenji mumbled with his eyes closed. He had insomnia last night and didn't fall asleep until almost dawn. The floor was hard and now he just felt sore all over. "I'm too lazy to go downstairs for dinner, Xiao Wu, go by yourself first."

"I'll take Hagiwara brother to dinner."

"Xiao Wu is so nice--" The man who was not yet awake subconsciously heard this sentence as Fei Niao Wu wanted to bring breakfast to his room for him, "Then I'll go back to sleep... Wow!"

The man opened his eyes and found in disbelief that he was actually picked up by the skinny white-haired boy.

Him! The second tallest among the few people, a muscular policeman! Was picked up by the art student princess in front of him who looked like he couldn't even punch!

"Wait, wait, wait!" Hagiwara Kenji was afraid that he would make the other person fall if he moved too much, so he froze and didn't dare to move. "You don't want to..."

Fei Niao Wu tilted her eyes at him.

"Go to the restaurant."

"No, no, no! Absolutely not - wait a minute!!"

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