Cheng Ruoxi's somewhat unconfident words floated in the quiet room, colliding with the evening breeze and bumping into Jiang Qiao's head:
"Jiang Qiao, can I stay at your house for a few days? I'm a little scared."
Jiang Qiao was stunned. He felt that he must be hearing hallucinations.
"It's okay... don't worry, I'm just talking nonsense!" Cheng Ruoxi's ears were red, and at this moment she regretted saying such words.
She grabbed her schoolbag and headed out the door.
At this time, Jiang Qiao grabbed her wrist.
He smiled and said, "Hey, Sister Xi, why are you going? I was wondering where to put the new quilt, and I finally thought of it just now."
Cheng Ruoxi stopped, turned around, and whispered softly: "Thank you."
"Thank you, tonight..." Jiang Qiao looked out the window, it was a cloudy day.
"You can sleep in my parents' room." He opened the room and found that it was neatly tidied and not as dusty as before.
Jiang Qiao brought a new quilt from upstairs and spread it on Cheng Ruoxi.
"Sister Xi, you can sleep here tonight. If you need anything, remember to call me. I'll always be there."
"Yeah." Cheng Ruoxi nodded, as if she wanted to say something, but she never said it.
Jiang Qiao saw all this, he retreated and closed the door.
Behind the door, Jiang Qiao's expression turned grim.
To make Cheng Ruoxi, who is usually carefree, worry like this... Zhu Guanhua, this grandson, is really nothing.
He decided to strike preemptively and not wait for him to come to his door.
Since that kind of social scum cannot be punished, then he will reluctantly be a good person and help Zhu Guanhua get the lesson he deserves.
I'll just ask Sylvie tomorrow if she has any good solutions.
If she doesn't have a good solution, she can only find a hidden location and use magic.
Jiang Qiao believed that those gangsters would not be stupid enough to fight openly on the street.
Jiang Qiao stood in the living room and was slightly lost in thought. He already had a series of ways to deal with it in his mind. Ever since he came into contact with magic, he was no longer like before, unable to accept some things in the face of something.
He turned off the lights in the living room and went back to his room.
On the other side, Cheng Ruoxi has decided that if she doesn't tell Jiang Qiao about this matter, she must not drag Jiang Qiao into the whirlpool.
That night, both of them fell asleep with strange thoughts.
…
"Meow~meow?"
The next day, Jiang Qiao slept until nine o'clock when he was woken up by a meow. He opened his eyes and found that Cheng Xiaohei had jumped on his bed and kept pulling the quilt with his claws.
What the fuck?! Why are you here? Jiang Qiao was a little confused.
He got up and walked into the living room and found that Cheng Ruoxi had left. The latter only left a note and a bag of cat food in the living room. The handwriting on it was beautiful and gentle:
Jiang Qiao, I'm leaving. I have to go to cram school today. I cooked a bowl of noodles for you, put it in the pot, remember to eat it while it's hot~ Also, can you help me take care of Xiao Hei for a day? I don't want him to be alone at home.
Don’t worry, I’ll bring you something to eat when I come back~
Jiang Qiao looked at the note, smiled, folded it gently, and put it in the book as a bookmark.
He walked to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot. Sure enough, there was a bowl of noodles inside, still steaming.
After washing up, Jiang Qiao picked up the noodles and started eating them, praising them as he gobbled them up.
Sure enough, Cheng Ruoxi's cooking skills were as good as those of a half-hearted person like him.
Cheng Xiaohei didn't know when he ran into the yard and jumped up and down again, seeming to regard it as a playground.
The cat, which is almost four months old, is larger than before. Its hair is black and shiny, and its eyes are more lively.
Jiang Qiao could notice that the blue water droplets in the air were continuously integrating into Cheng Xiaohei's body, without even requiring it to actively contact.
Moreover, Xiao Hei didn't even need the assistance of the magic circle when he was flying in the air.
Could it be that this is what Sylvie said: innate affinity to elements?
It's just a matter of eating a bird to get such an enviable ability. You are really lucky...Jiang Qiao sighed inwardly.
...
Soon it was noon, Jiang Qiao cooked a pack of instant noodles as usual, and then filled a bowl of cat food, and that was it for one person and one cat.
After dinner, taking advantage of the sunshine, Jiang Qiao moved a wicker chair to the yard, took out the two pieces of parchment and studied the magic carefully.
Before going into actual combat, be sure to conduct a drill.
Xiao Hei seemed to smell something special and jumped onto Jiang Qiao's shoulder with a leap.
"Meow?" It looked curiously at the magic circle with the words "Fireball" engraved on it.
"Hey, Xiao Hei, don't you understand? This is magic that only magicians can use..." I don't know why Jiang Qiao is so proud in front of a cat.
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Hei opened his mouth.
A spark was born.
...
"Liangshu Lane...yes, this is it!"
The shoehorn-faced young man with dyed red hair glanced at the alley sign above his head and walked into the alley. After a while, he came out of the alley and ran back to the other side of the road.
A large group of people were standing across the road. Looking around, they saw yellow hair, green hair, purple hair...the same thick bangs, but different hair colors.
With such a large group of people standing here, pedestrians on the street had to walk in circles when they saw it.
But the more they see pedestrians like this, the happier the smiles on their faces become. It seems that this is where they are proud.
Among the crowd, the young man with a crooked face and dyed yellow hair had the highest status, and all the gangsters around him followed him.
Shoehorn face turned green and rushed all the way, smiling with two rows of yellow teeth in his mouth:
"Brother, this is it!"
Huang Mao's crooked face showed a confident look: "Oh? Living in such a shabby alley... I don't know how such a poor boy got into trouble with Brother Zhu. How is his family situation?"
The red-haired shoehorn replied: "Brother, I went and took a sneak peek. There is the one named Jiang Qiao in the house, and there is a cat."
"Brother, let's rush in now and give him a good lesson?" someone suggested.
"Idiot, we are not unscrupulous gangsters, so of course we have to have a way to deal with it!" The yellow-haired brother looked at the red-haired shoehorn:
"Agui, what do you think?"
The red-haired shoehorn understood the situation and gave a sly smile: "Don't worry, brother, there's not a single surveillance camera inside."
Huang Mao smiled confidently: "Wairui Gude, brothers, follow my command later and rush in directly. You can smash wherever I tell you!"
The person who just made the suggestion was confused: What is the difference between this and what I said?
…
The sparks grew bigger and bigger until a fireball the size of a basketball formed in front of Xiao Hei's mouth.
Jiang Qiao:......?
Everyone in Jiangqiao was dumbfounded. What does this mean? Why can this stupid cat release a fireball anytime and anywhere just by looking at the magic circle?
"Meow~" Cheng Xiaohei wanted to scream to show off, but when he opened his mouth, the fireball immediately flew out.
It hit the stone table a few meters away.
boom!
The stone table and several stone benches were blown apart, and most of the table was dyed black.
Jiang Qiao was so shocked that he opened his mouth and was speechless.