Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 169: National Collapse

Cheng Yan showed a look of disapproval on his face.

"I've tried it, it's delicious."

Archie didn't believe it at all and stepped back further, covering his nose.

Cheng Yan stopped teasing him and looked at Aqi's face carefully. Seeing that his emotions had calmed down a little, he spoke.

"I just went to the castle tower."

Archie froze, turned back into the quilt, unwilling to listen any more.

"This porridge was made by Ying. I brought it to you."

Archie threw back the quilt with all his strength, staring with his eyes wide open, tears welling up in his eyes uncontrollably again.

"She wants to kill me, so why not find a quick way to do it, just poison me to death? Is she so sure that I will eat it?"

His tone was fierce, but tears were streaming down his face.

Cheng Yan immediately held his shoulder and explained.

"You misunderstood. She doesn't want to kill you now. She asked me to bring this porridge to express her apology."

A look of confusion flashed across Archie's face as he looked at the thing in the bowl, unable to tell what it was.

"You're standing with her now, right? Are you going to poison me too?"

Aqi shook off Cheng Yan's hand and covered himself with the quilt.

"Oh, I was wrong. How could that be possible? I was originally planning to go find her to vent my anger on you. She was the one who proposed to apologize to you. This porridge is not poisonous. Really. If you don't believe me, I'll drink it and show you!"

Lifting the quilt to reveal a corner, Cheng Yan turned Aqi's face to let him see, then tilted his head back and took a sip of the porridge.

He swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling, and opened his mouth to signal Archie.

"See, I told you it wasn't poisonous. I watched her do it."

Aqi observed Cheng Yan's expression with tears in his eyes, then lowered his head to look at the contents of the bowl.

"Why do you eat everything?"

The crying got louder. Aqi looked at Cheng Yan and the things he was carrying and wanted to throw him and the porridge out, but this silly man was still his friend.

Seeing that Cheng Yan wanted to take another sip to prove it, Aqi quickly stopped him.

"I believe you. Don't eat anymore. It's hard to find a doctor in the middle of the night."

Cheng Yan put down the bowl, took Aqi's hand, and wiped away his tears.

"Are you feeling better?"

Compared to watching him cry silently, Cheng Yan would be more accepting of Archie's accusations against him.

Aqi lowered his eyes, "What's good or bad? I didn't expect it in the first place."

This reaction only confirmed the fact that I had always guessed in my heart.

I shouldn't have existed in the first place. I should be satisfied that I can survive for one more day.

Cheng Yan shook him, "Did you not listen to my words? She really didn't think of such terrible words as destruction now. She even asked me if there was any way to make up for the damage she had done to you."

Archie pursed his lips tightly, and it took him a long time to open his teeth and make a sound.

"Make up? ... No need, I just want her to pretend that she has never met me."

Cheng Yan looked at Aqi with his head down and said nothing more. He just raised his hand and patted him gently on the shoulder.

"I'll listen to you. At least we can live here safely now, right?"

Aqi said nothing and raised his hand to grab Cheng Yan's collar.

"I want to change the name."

"Okay, I also feel that the current name for you doesn't sound like a formal one. Have you thought of one yet?"

Aqi nodded gently, "It's called... the collapse of the country."

Cheng Yan paused with his hand on his back, "Are you sure? I don't know the custom of Inazuma, but these two words together don't have a very good meaning in my family."

Aqi nodded without hesitation, "I've decided, let's call it the collapse of the country."

Regardless of whether she can survive safely or not, she must completely cut off from her former self. She has the right to deprive herself of her life, and as a conscious person, she has the right to resist.

Turning his head to look at the horrible bowl of porridge, Guo Beng's eyes darkened.

“Don’t bring your trash back home in the future.”