behind the glitz of the net king

Accidentally, the sunset faded and dyed all the clouds red, and the logo on the round velvet skirt worn by Long Yue when she was working was mostly like the pattern of a late bird.

Her bangs were parted to reveal a clean forehead, and her eyes were so clear that she smiled happily, but it was also a time for a joke.

After being told by the manager to be extra careful, Echizen Longyue knew that the entire restaurant was sold by Atobe.

Exclusive and piano music Echizen Longyue knows in his heart that this is Keigo Atobe's style. She can neither play the piano nor sing opera, so ordinary that he has forgotten her.

But she is also proud of herself enough that she never needs to be remembered by Keigo Atobe.

Atobe Keigo Maeda Yuki and the two seemed to have had an argument, Atobe put his coat on the shoulders of Maeda Yuki who was a little chilled by the air-conditioning, but Maeda threw it aside shamelessly.

The face is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but Maeda's big curly curls are like layers of roses blooming, and he fiddled with his nails a little casually.

She is a girl with thick eyebrows and eyes, but she also likes to rub her blood-red lips over the rim of the goblet, which is not exotic.

After the self-willedness, she didn't intend to step down from the stage for Keigo Atobe, she vetoed everything Atobe pointed out, and looked at Keigo Atobe provocatively from the corners of her eyes.

Keigo Atobe couldn't suppress his emotions, and frowned. Is this Maeda Yuo arrogant enough?The attitudes of both of them were very tough. In short, the meal ended badly.

Maeda Yuki raised his chin slightly and strode across the long corridor, clocking in first to leave, leaving behind the extremely unhappy Keigo Atobe.

Keigo Atobe remained in his seat, and there was no waiter who wanted to die to clean up the mess.

Echizen Long Yue remained hidden among the other waiters and stood still, only hearing the sound of blood circulation in the blood vessels.

Years of cocoons grew on his hands like indelible marks, Echizen Longyue slowly waited for the last bit of sunlight to burn out.

Keigo Atobe didn't intend to raise his foot, and fiddled with his hair in various bored ways.

Echizen Longyue's legs started to go numb from standing, and he cursed Atobe Keigo bitterly in his heart.At some point, she was completely paralyzed before she heard Keigo Atobe closing the door.

"Peng——" sounded like a bullet passing through the chest.Echizen Longyue heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably.

So she was alone in the lights of Wanjia, and only the air conditioner in the carriage was blowing the wind. Long Yue felt unspeakably sad at the change of scenery.

With my face pressed against the cold glass, I couldn't touch the light, and I was so confused that I couldn't recognize my way back.

……

I have forgotten which one it is, those half-finished products are always crumpled up by Long Yue and thrown into the trash basket without any mistakes.

If one was not careful, the paint would become so filthy that it could not be recognized, and the corolla, calyx and stems were not what Echizen Longyue wanted.The blue iris in her memory is not the way it was written.

Echizen Long Yue then put his index finger across his lips and bit it lightly, his amber eyes reflected the snow-white drawing paper like a white dove.

The pen is still too heavy to lift.

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