behind the glitz of the net king

Echizen Longyue's eyes were out of focus due to the brightness in front of his eyes, and he was still persistently searching for the figure of Keigo Atobe.The whole scene is as empty as a dream.

"Keiko Atobe, you know everything, why..." She spoke fiercely in the middle of the huge arena.

The appearance of Echizen Longyue completely disrupted the progress of the game, she stubbornly refused to leave, and was forced to leave by the staff, she struggled recklessly.

The messy spread on the cheeks lost luster, Echizen Longyue looked around in embarrassment, and his voice was slightly crying, "Atobe, Atobe."

She knew that as long as he was around, no one would dare to touch her.Seeing his face, she suddenly smiled like a child, and he appeared in her sight little by little.

Atobe Keigo's eyes were momentarily complicated, and he quietly walked out of the shadows.Still in a condescending posture, all the light in her eyes was blocked by the backlight.The voice was cold and cruelly mocking, "I'm just playing with you."

Keigo Atobe's answer made Echizen Longyue fall into despair, and her remaining thoughts were exhausted little by little.

The temperature in Echizen Long Yue's eyes suddenly rose, and she could only keep her remaining dignity while holding back her tears. The familiar coldness made her suddenly feel her humbleness.

"I thought about keeping your relationship with me, but I can't bear your pride because you abandoned it."

Echizen Longyue stared at Atobe Keigo and paused word by word, as if trying to exhaust all her strength to let Atobe Keigo remember forever, "As you wish, really, it's all over."

Echizen Long Yue left with a long figure like when they first met, every step seemed to have a dull pain in her ankle.

Unable to hold back the tears in her eyes, she curled up in a corner and tightly covered her mouth to keep from crying.

But unlike the heart-piercing ones in all the plots, her heart has long been numb under Atobu's sharp thorns.

Her wound deepened inch by inch, and the scabs and scars peeled off, so Atobe asked Atobe to make another cut elsewhere.Scarred until no new wounds can be pulled.

Echizen Long Yue cried so hard that it seemed as if she had been drained out of thin air, and her chest felt extremely tight.

……

"Hey, tell me, so my mother won't trouble Ayue again." Keigo Atobe's eyes were filled with ashes, and what he harbored was only the original hope.

Like he can accept Maeda Yuqi under her mother's arrangement, but every time he hurts Long Yue, it is more painful.

He really wanted to tell her that he left a mountain of irises for her, but no matter how powerful he was, he still lost to reality.

Just because the one who wanted Long Yue to disappear forever was his mother, the one who gave him life.He had no chance to describe that scene to her again.

The irises rising from the horizon drowned all the light in the eyes, fluttering in the wind to form a magnificent sea of ​​flowers like waves.Between the ups and downs, there is the loneliness and indifference that Qingxue Sakura does not have, and the gentleness of purple extends to the deepest place in the bottom of my heart.

The sky was washed extremely clear, the majestic irises seemed to have the power to heal memories, and the wet wind left two traces of tears on the cheeks.

Then there are endless memories and tears that are more turbulent than irises.

The iris is as fragile as the smile on your lips after a nightmare, swaying in the headwind.Is the fleeting love already withering?

The tenderness hidden in the irises turned out to be still in love with each other.Even if you don't want to admit it, don't want to go back to the past, and don't want to forgive.

So willful and stubborn to nothing.We are all sinners who regard each other's pain as the pride of victory.

Atobe Keigo heard the silent questioning splitting his heart, and all his rationality fell apart at the touch of a touch.

"I was looking for you like crazy..." That sentence almost came out of his mouth, but he still responded with a cold face.

He put everything he wanted to say at the end of the article, but neither of them had the courage to turn to the last page.

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