behind the glitz of the net king

Back in the villa, Atobe and I kept silent about this matter, as if the life blown by the wind had passed the ripples and returned to calm.It is impossible to see whether there is an undercurrent converging and surging under the calm.

The unique bright white of European-style architecture pierces the eyes, the violin sounds sad and lingering, the candlelight flows along the edge of the table, and the red roses that Atobe loves are still placed on the table. The coquettish red makes people tremble.The sound of rain outside can't come in, and the smell of roses inside can't get out.

I was very absorbed in eating, Atobe had no appetite, and blatantly refused all meals.I wiped the corners of my lips carefully and slowly with a napkin, and looked up at the trace with a faint smile.

Atobe stared at me for a while, seeing that I really didn't eat anymore, so I had to take a few bites casually, and then locked myself in the room. I saw him reading a book a little dullly like this.

Have been seeing before going to sleep.Yushi Ninzu called and apologized on the phone, saying that those remarks were casual and there was nothing wrong with him.The rain curtain outside the window firmly blocked my sight, I didn't know where to fix my gaze, and finally fell on the palm of my hand.

Renzu didn't hear my answer, so I just laughed it off and let it go.

The lines in his palm undulate deeply and shallowly.There is a career line, a life line...and a love line.Shakes Deare engraved on the thin paper said: love that is not too passionate can last for a long time.

There is gray water mist on the glass windows, as if trying to cover up the traces of the past, but trying to cover it up.

Atobe seemed to be calling my name indistinctly. If there was nothing there, the source of the sound should be in the hall.My emotions fluctuated between going and not going, but I got up and put on a coat, and pushed open the door with a creak.

Waiting for me is a dimly lit, unknown conversation.The servants have been dismissed by the Atobu to rest, and the old housekeeper quietly closed the door.Atobe kept all the lights on, making the whole night look like day, and leaned on the chair with his back to me, calling my name with laziness just after sleepiness.

From the looks of it, it was another nightmare that came to haunt Atobe out of nowhere.I sighed almost inaudibly.

Then I tiptoed quietly behind Atobe, only half of the light hit my face, and the other half was covered by Atobe's figure.With my hair disheveled and half of my face exposed, I slowly approached Atobu's ear, and suddenly said in a pretended resentment: "You called me?"

Atobe trembled slightly, and I smugly thought he was frightened.Immediately turned to him again, saw that his face was expressionless but also suppressed a mischievous smile, raised his face and looked at him seriously: "Having a nightmare again? Atobe, I am here. Right in front of your eyes."

I put my palm on the back of Atobe's cold hand, my eyes went straight into Atobe's eyes, and my hands gradually tightened.

Atobe stood up silently, staring at me under the bright lights, his voice was hoarse and soft, as if hiding in his frowning brows: "I dreamed that I looked at you as a loser... standing Next to other boys, it's a pity that that person can't see his facial features clearly."

I didn't expect Atobe to show me the deepest uneasiness in his heart that he had always concealed before.It made me realize that as the ruler of the Ice Emperor, he also needs extra careful care.

I have never dreamed of this dream.In fact, I don't really care much.At that time, I just wanted to stay by Atobe's side, but I didn't know that I was destined to be doomed.

"It's just a dream. It'll be gone when I wake up." I gently shook my body, then leaned into his arms and listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart, and the broken hair drooped gently , said to Atobe in a low voice as if promising,

"I will always be here, to see you rule the world." Atobe's breath slowly sank, returning to the usual breathing pattern.

I grabbed the corner of Atobe's clothes, trying to hold something firmly in my hand.It was raining outside the window.

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