mousepad-d2 Chapter 281 243
Chapter 281 243
Rare people, rare emotions, the purest fighting spirit that has never been seen even in the people of Valia.
Almost at the first glance, the little brown-haired kid knew that the black-haired kid who saved him didn't do it because he wanted to save others. From the beginning, the purpose was probably just because he wanted to fight.
However, having said that, there is no doubt that he was indeed saved.
Been helped, thank you.
This is what my mother taught me.
But he has nothing on him, only the homework left by the teacher.
Liu looked at the little brown-haired boy squatting on the ground with his drawing board in his arms, and raised his head to look at the black-haired kid in front of him who was whipping a gangster, as if he was thinking about how to thank him.
Six doesn't remember what happened afterwards, but based on his understanding of the individual Hibari Kyoya in each parallel world, if he had been squatting here when he was a child, Hibari would be beaten up together after he finished solving the gangsters when he was a child. Reason Probably not allowed to gather or something.
It's just that what happened next completely overturned Six's thoughts.
Maybe it was to express gratitude, or maybe it was also attracted by the purest fighting spirit of Skylark who was immersed in the battle when he was a child. Not only did the little brown-haired guy not run away, he even started to draw directly on the spot.
The brown-haired little guy draws very fast, which is learned from countless times of drawing in the past, and it is also to retain the fleeting emotions at certain times.
The little gangsters found the big gangsters again, and dozens of people surrounded the skylark in the battle center and Tsunayoshi who was lying on the ground drawing pictures and didn't care about the surrounding situation at all.
Fortunately, the people around him don't think that little brown-haired ghost is a threat, and they have dealt with Kyouya Hibari several times, so they probably know that Kyoya Hibari's character will never be attacked because of their hands. If there is a hostage inside, they stop, so they didn't keep the little brown-haired guy away.
The gangsters who have been planted in Yunque's hands for several times and still refuse to give up trying to get back in the game are still unable to make any big waves.
Under the golden sunset, the black-haired child was holding crutches, his face was full of fighting excitement, and the blood splattered was like a flower of death blooming in the setting sun, which was reflected in the eyes of the pair of red phoenixes, and tragic scenes appeared one after another. The cry became the best background music...
When Skylark was a child, he dealt with those punks and walked towards the little brown-haired boy, the little brown-haired boy just stopped writing and gave the painting to Skylark as a thank you gift.
"Huh?" Little Yunque's eyes obviously flashed with surprise. After all, he had never seen a guy who was not afraid at all after watching him fight. "Is this for me?"
The brown-haired little boy nodded vigorously, holding up the drawing board and showing the drawing on it to Little Skylark.
"This is... a thank you gift."
"..." Little Skylark looked at herself on the painting, then sized up the little brown-haired kid with a serious face, took the drawing board, turned and left without stopping, waved her hands, and said in a cheerful voice, "Then , I took it away."
"Ah..." The brown-haired little guy was stunned, "The drawing board..."
He obviously just wanted to paint him...
Liu looked at the reaction slowly but could only watch helplessly as his drawing board was taken away, the little brown-haired little one who walked home as if covered in dark clouds with a downcast face,
Although I don’t quite remember the drawing board now, but that drawing board should be his favorite one at that time, because it was given by Dino, and his name was written on the lower right corner of the back of the drawing board, which was written by Yanzhen. That said, it's not easy to lose...
The brown-haired little guy didn't give up just yet, and every day after that, he would stay in that place for a while, trying to ask him to return the drawing board when he encountered Skylark again.
This kind of thing is impossible for the current Liu just to think about it, how can it be possible to get back what was taken by Hibari Kyoya.
In fact, the little brown-haired guy did not get it back.
After insisting on stopping there every day, Gang Ji once again met the gangsters who were beaten down by Skylark not long ago and are now probably recovered, and was rescued again by Skylark who heard the news.
"It's you again, little animal." Little Skylark waved his crutches. This time, the time to deal with them was much shorter. Compared to last time, Skylark was much stronger.The upturned eyes glanced at the familiar little boy, this time it seemed that he had no intention of beating up with Gangji.
"That, that," the brown-haired little guy ran up to Little Skylark, his eyes were a little nervous since he hadn't communicated with strangers for a long time, but his face was still tense, and he was unconsciously clutching Little Skylark's clothes in his hands. It seems that he is afraid that he will walk away all at once like last time.
"Huh?" Perhaps because of the gift, Little Skylark's attitude can be said to be quite relaxed, "What's the matter?"
"Drawing, drawing board," Gang Ji blushed, "Drawing board, yes, can you return it to me?"
"..." The air pressure around Little Skylark dropped at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and his fingers were already unconsciously stroking the duckweed crutches, but for some reason, he paused when he saw the blushing face of the little brown-haired kid, " No, you already gave it to me."
"Drawing board, no..." Gang Ji frowned, he didn't know how to deal with the person in front of him, he had never encountered such a thing before, the drawing board that xanxus took away was just the most common , so he doesn't care, but this...
"Compared to that," Little Skylark directly interrupted Tsunaki, looking at him with interest, "I saved you again."
"Eh?" Gangji's eyes were a little dazed, and then he was taken away from his thoughts.
Yes, yes,
Been helped, thanks to...
But what to give?
Dazedness flashed in the brown pupils, do you want to draw another picture?
"Don't draw this time." Little Yunque seemed to know what Tsunaji was thinking.
Eh?
The entanglement in Gangji's eyes disappeared in a flash, but he has nothing but paintings.
"Then owe it first." Little Skylark was not surprised by Tsuna Ji's reaction at all.
The brown-haired little guy, after thinking for a few seconds and thinking that it would not have any effect on him, nodded and agreed.
Since then, he has never been beaten when he went home alone. Once those gangsters appeared, they would be beaten down by Yamamoto or Skylark, but Yamamoto and Skylark had never seen each other.
Because after those two times, Yamamoto would go home with him, and the little gangster never appeared again.
And as long as he went out to take pictures at other times, whether it was in the park, or accidentally went to the hospital, or went shopping with his mother in the shopping street and got lost accidentally, there would always be someone who happened to be inspecting or collecting protection money. Skylark, if he is lost, he will follow behind Skylark.
Although Skylark never said that he would help him, as long as he followed Skylark, he could always pass by his mother's shop or return to a familiar street during the patrol.
What a nice guy.
Although every time he wanted to thank him, the person who turned his head disappeared, and he could only see the back that was going further and further away, as if he was really just on the way.
But he was still a good guy.
Liu listened to what he was thinking in his heart when he was a child, and then glanced at the scene that the brown-haired little one accidentally saw when he was walking home along the familiar road, and his mood was a bit complicated.
It was a punk who had fallen into a coma after being thrown at a certain corner with the red mark of a slender duckweed turning on his face.
At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it, but from an onlooker's point of view, it was a miracle that he was not beaten to death by a kidnapper at that time.
but......
Liu looked at Xiao Gangji, who ran back to his home in the familiar street, with downcast eyes,
He has forgotten, the former self,
Actually, I don't know the way.