You are the best in the world (2)

Luan Qiaoqing crossed her legs and swayed on the sofa in her living room for a while before finally waiting for the frosted glass door of the public bathroom to be pulled open from the inside.

The boy, who was one or two centimeters shorter than her, slowly limped out of the bathroom full of water vapor.

The black hair had been wiped half dry and hung down as expected, covering the boy's eyebrows and eyes, only revealing his beautiful nose and lips.

He lowered his head slightly, held a bath towel in his hand, and was wearing his own shirt and trousers that Luan Qiaoqing had just handed him. It was much more suitable than his own set. After all, he was a boy, and his shoulder skeleton was wider than that of a girl, and he looked better when he supported the shirt.

Luan Qiaoqing was stunned for two seconds and jumped off the sofa.

She came to the boy almost running and jumping, reaching out to pat Wenbin on the shoulder, baring her teeth and laughing: "I didn't expect you to look like a human when you change your clothes, but it's not like you just now, huddling in the corner of the wall and looking like a dirty little local dog."

Wenbin was shaking her, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Luan Qiaoqing then remembered something, "Oh, are you still injured? I forgot. Come on, sit on the sofa, I'll find you a medicine box." Luan Qiaoqing didn't give Wenbin a chance to refuse, dragged the boy and dragged the person to the sofa.

Her strength was so great that she didn't look like a girl at all. Wenbin originally wanted to resist, but she had never struggled with her before and was dragged to the sofa and sat down with her shoulder pressed down.

Then the girl muttered around the house and went to find the medicine box.

Luan Qiaoqing hummed a little tune and returned to the living room with the medicine box, but she couldn't help but be stunned-

The boy holding a bath towel sat in a corner of the sofa, curling up in an instinctive manner. He leaned against the pillow in the corner of the sofa, his black hair hanging to the side and his eyes were closed tightly, obviously he had fallen asleep.

Luan Qiaoqing subconsciously slowed down and walked over carefully.

She put the medicine box in her arms on the ground, and squatted down by herself, observing the boy's sleeping face.

Until Luan Qiaoqing squatted so hard that her legs and feet were a little numb, the boy still showed no sign of being awake.

"I slept so well, and I wasn't afraid of being sold. I even said I wasn't prepared."

The little girl muttered, ran to her room and pulled out a blanket, covering the boy on the sofa.

Withdrawing her hand, she looked in place for a few seconds.

"It turns out that the eyes are so beautiful, so why do you still have such long bangs? It's so strange..."

Wenbin slept for a long time this time.

When he opened his eyes, the sunny day outside the window had completely darkened.

Wenbin blinked slowly, and his drowsy consciousness made it difficult for him to tell where he was and when he was.

He moved his body, and then felt something soft and warm was covered with his body. Wenbin was stunned for two seconds, slowly pulled out his hand, and lifted up the covered thing.

It was a blanket with some nice and light fragrance.

“——Are you awake?”

The movement in this corner of the living room sofa woke up the little girl in the dim light.

Before Wenbin could determine the direction of the good voice, he heard a "click" sound similar to a switch, and then the whole room in front of him was covered with a warm halo-

In front of the integrated circular bar of the dining room and kitchen opposite the sofa, a little girl with strange buzz cuts was sitting on a high stool, rubbing her eyes at him.

Wenbin reacted for several seconds before slowly remembering the causes and consequences of being in this unfamiliar environment.

He froze for a few seconds, holding the blanket to get up.

"Hey, don't rush to move. The medicine box I found for you is not useful yet." The little girl jumped down from the high stool and ran to Wenbin in a few steps.

She took the medicine box next to the sofa to the table. She also sat on a corner of the table, put her hand on her knees and looked at Wenbin with her eyes open.

Wenbin was uncomfortable all over by her eyes, and for the first time she felt a little cramped in front of her peers.

The two of them looked at each other quietly for dozens of seconds.

The little girl finally got a little impatient, "Why are you like a wood? If you don't expose your wound, how can I apply medicine to you?"

Wenbin finally understood. I don’t know if it was the little girl’s tone or expression that made him feel embarrassed. The boy held it in silence for a while, and his face turned red, "No need."

"If you are injured, you have to deal with the wound. Why are you so stubborn at such a young age?" The little girl said, "I am an adult, you have to listen to me." She also deliberately raised her face and looked at Wenbin.

Wenbin couldn't resist her, and slowly stretched out his arm after being silent for a few seconds.

Luan Qiaoqing then let go of her frowning brows. She reached out to unbutton the boy's shirt and tied it up little by little, revealing the purple wound.

"Fortunately there was no bleeding, otherwise it would have hurt when scratching the wound..."

While muttering, the little girl took out the bruised and damaged medicine bottle from the medicine box, skillfully poured some into her palm, and rubbed it openly before applying it to the boy's arm little by little.

“…”

The potion was cold, but the girl's palm was warm and the delicate touch slowly rubbed over the painful position, and the boy's cheeks became hotter little by little.

After finally finishing the medicine, Wenbin felt relieved.

He lowered his sleeves and stood up, "Thank you... I will wash the clothes and send them back to you."

"No, that's so troublesome. I may not be at home any time." The little girl waved her hand angrily. After covering the medicine box, she turned back and blinked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, thank you...thank you."

"..." The little girl's black eyes dripped around, and then she smiled brightly, "I don't need to thank you, please do something for me."

Wenbin was stunned for a moment and looked up at her from the bottom of the hair.

The little girl touched her stomach, "You have dinner with me, even if you have paid for it, okay?"

“…………”

Wenbin really wants to refuse.

Moreover, the word "no" has reached its mouth, but he can't speak to the little girl's black eyes.

By the way, he nodded slowly.

The smile on the little girl's face suddenly became even brighter. She almost jumped up from the corner of the table, turned around and ran towards the kitchen-

"You wait! Let's see my aunt show you something!"

Wenbin: “…”

Such a little girl, I don’t know where I learned such messy words.

To be fair, Luan Qiaoqing's ability to cook instant noodles is OK.

At least it can be eaten.

Although the soft and hard parts inside have a strange taste, Wenbin still tried hard to eat all his bowl.

When he put down the bowls and chopsticks, Wenbin obviously saw a satisfied feeling in the eyes of the little girl sitting opposite him.

——What a strange little girl.

Wenbin thought so at that time.

Then he got off the stool in front of the bar and lowered his head slightly, "I'm leaving."

The little girl was silent for a few seconds, nodded, still with a stern aura, "Then you, be careful on the road."

Wenbin didn't say anything, so he went to the bathroom to take his own half-wet clothes, and turned around and walked towards the entrance.

When he squatted down to change his shoes, the little girl seemed to suddenly remember something, "I'll find you a bag to put clothes on."

Without giving Wenbin a room to refuse, she had turned around and ran back to her room.

When Luan Qiaoqing came out with a hard bag, the boy who had already changed his shoes stood quietly in the soft light in the entrance hall.

Luan Qiaoqing walked over and handed him the bag.

"……Thanks."

The boy took it, put it in his clothes, turned around and opened the door.

Then he walked out.

Luan Qiaoqing lowered her eyes, her smile faded, and she waited for the sound of the door closing that she was most familiar with.

After waiting for a while, Luan Qiaoqing didn't wait. She raised her head a little strangely and saw the boy standing outside the opened door, holding the door handle, showing a hesitant expression.

Luan Qiaoqing was even more strange, "What's wrong?"

The boy is still silent.

The silence lasted for a long time, and Luan Qiaoqing heard the boy whisper: "Happy birthday..."

Luan Qiaoqing was stunned.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and then she slowly showed a bright smile.

"How do you know I had my birthday today?"

"I saw it on the calendar."

"..." Luan Qiaoqing turned her head and looked at the wall of the entrance. Today's day was indeed a red circle with "Daughter's Birthday" written next to it.

Luan Qiaoqing was stunned for two seconds, turned around and smiled, "You are quite smart, so you know how lucky you are - if I didn't want to come back alone, I wouldn't have been wandering around the back door of the school for so long, let alone seeing you and taking you back."

"..." The boy pursed his lips and refused to speak.

"For your sake, I will protect you in school from now on - remember, my name is Luan Qiaoqing, everyone calls me Qiaoqiaojie, just call me the same as them! If someone bullies you in the future, you can report my name!"
To be continued...