Chapter 0079: Dog Thief
The two looked at each other silently. Xiao Rong bit his lower lip. When he finally let her go, Qu Yunmie naturally noticed that the color of his lips was as bright as blood.
The lips opened and closed, and the words that came out were still cold: "I'm tired."
Qu Yunmie: "Do you want to go back and rest?"
Xiao Rong lowered his eyes slightly, nodded, and then walked out.
The muscles in his legs were trembling, and due to the effects of alcohol, Xiao Rong could not even walk in a straight line. His steps were always crooked, but his attention was not entirely on his feet. He watched Qu Yunmie who was following him with his peripheral vision, ready to slap him away if he helped him.
However, Qu Yunmie never touched him. He always stood quietly behind him. Every time Xiao Rong took a step, he also took a step. If Xiao Rong staggered, he would stand on the side where he staggered to prevent him from falling to the ground.
On the gravel road, two long and deformed shadows overlapped, the slightly smaller one was always wrapped in the slightly larger one, as if they were in perfect harmony.
Although it was still the tail end of summer, the nights were already very cold. Single clothes were not enough; one needed an outer coat to feel comfortable. Ah Shu took the outer coat that Chen had just made for Xiao Rong a few days ago, stamped his feet to drive away the mosquitoes that wanted to bite him, and stretched his neck to look outside, wondering when Xiao Rong would come back.
Finally, Xiao Rong appeared in Ah Shu's field of vision. Ah Shu was delighted and was about to run over when he saw the big tail hanging behind Xiao Rong. ...Ah, the king is here again.
Xiao Rong's face looked a little abnormal. When he passed in front of Ashu, Ashu actually smelled a faint smell of alcohol. He just opened his eyes wide in surprise, but the next second, his eyes blurred and his arms suddenly became empty.
The coat he was holding was taken away by Qu Yunmie very naturally. After shaking it lightly, Qu Yunmie took one more step and put the coat on Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong took a look at the extra clothes on his body and the hands that were tidying up the clothes for him.
But he said nothing. After a slight pause, he looked forward again.
In the blink of an eye, the two men entered Xiao Rong's bedroom, and Ashu stood silently in the cool breeze. Somehow, he felt a little unhappy.
"Hmph." Hateful. ...
If he were sober, Xiao Rong would definitely take a shower before going to bed, but his mind was now hazy. He felt very angry and anxious, and also felt a very strong and unfamiliar emotion. Compared with the first two, the last one was like a frightened zebra on the African savannah, running rampant in his heart, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
His heart was like a boiling kettle, but on the surface Xiao Rong remained extremely calm. The only unusual thing was that no matter what Qu Yunmie did, he stared at him without blinking.
Qu Yunmie did not ask anyone to bring sobering soup. Although he had not thought about it carefully, he subconsciously did not want anyone to disturb them tonight, so he just poured a cup of tea for Xiao Rong. After handing the teacup to Xiao Rong, he sat down on the edge of Xiao Rong's bed, reached out and held Xiao Rong's calf, and took off his shoes for him.
If Qu Yunmie was as strong as an ox, then Xiao Rong before he got sick was as strong as a deer. Xiao Rong was considered tall among dancers and was just barely on the passing line for the entrance exam. In order to practice his body shape and turn his weaknesses into advantages, Xiao Rong also put in a lot of effort.
What Xiao Rong was most proud of was not his face, but his legs. He knew that his legs were very long, even compared to models, they were among the best. If it weren't for his weak upper arm strength, he would have specialized in ballet long ago. ...
Later, he lifted weights like crazy, the real reason was to make up for this shortcoming. Although God favored Xiao Rong and gave him many talents and advantages that others did not have, but as Xiao Rong himself said, he was a very vain person, he could not stand that he had any shortcomings, so he was always obsessed with wanting to eliminate his weaknesses.
But he now had an extremely huge weakness that could not be eliminated in a short period of time. This weakness was actually holding his most valued leg and looking at it for a long time inexplicably.
Xiao Rong: “…”
He pursed his lips and retracted his legs in a flash. His hands were empty. Qu Yunmie raised his head and saw Xiao Rong staring at him warily.
Qu Yunmie paused, then asked Xiao Rong calmly, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Xiao Rong: "I can't sleep with you here."
For some reason, Qu Yunmie actually laughed: "So, you want me to leave?"
Xiao Rong: “…”
He was silent again.
The room fell silent. The wick on one of the candles just happened to break, and the flame immediately shook violently. The passage of time seemed to have a physical form, reminding Xiao Rong that this night would not stop for him and would pass sooner or later.
Xiao Rong suddenly asked: "Do you keep your word?"
Qu Yunmie had also looked towards the candlelight at some point. Upon hearing this, he turned his head back and said, "Forget it."
Xiao Rong frowned: "I don't think so."
Qu Yunmie: “…”
Xiao Rong: "You said that no one is safe from injury in battle. Swords and knives have no eyes. You might die outside tomorrow."
Qu Yunmie: “…………”
The army has just set out tomorrow, and even at night, they have not yet left the territory of Chenliu.
After a moment of silence, Qu Yunmie said, "I will not die."
Xiao Rong looked unconvinced: "How do you know?"
Qu Yunmie: "I just know it."
Xiao Rong stared at him for a while and gave him four words: "Stubborn and self-righteous."
Qu Yunmie: “…”
Very good, this was the first idiom Xiao Rong had used to scold him, and it was also the first idiom he had repeated.
Qu Yunmie opened his mouth to refute him, but looking at Xiao Rong's expression, he didn't know what to say, and finally just sighed deeply.
Who knew that Xiao Rong would even have an issue with him sighing? Upon hearing this sigh, he immediately asked, "Why are you sighing? Is it because I'm right that you don't know how to fool me?"
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