[Comprehensive] History of the Fall of Man

On the rest day, under the thick quilt, the owner of the room was sleeping soundly, with rosy cheeks and black hair messily scattered on the pillow.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding" the alarm clock rang.

Hong Cunxiu was forced to break out of his deep sleep, turned over and groped under the pillow for a while in a daze, his fingers slipped, and the world became quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but a little consciousness came to my mind.

Today is Saturday?Kise, yes, Ryota.Standing up suddenly, the soft and comfortable quilt slid down to his waist, the temperature in the air made Hongcunxiu, who had just woken up, shiver.

It's just to suffer--

With a groan from the bottom of my heart, I threw myself back on the soft bed and shrank into the quilt, regretting that I had agreed to Ryota's invitation to climb out of the warm quilt early in the cold weather.

Reluctantly got up, closed his eyes and brushed his teeth in front of the sink, until he covered his face with a towel, and then woke up with a jolt.

Facing the mirror, he brushed the tangled black hair, pointed like white jade, and smoothed out the curled strands one by one.

Pick up the satchel that was prepared yesterday on the sofa, and set off!

As soon as Hongcunxiu opened the door, there was a cold wind blowing in the face, mixed with a little bit of coolness.

Is it raining?Looking up, I saw a little bit of white floating down from the sky, falling slowly.Stretching out his hand in the air, the crystal clear snowflakes falling on his hand quickly melted and turned into a small drop of water.

It's snowing.

With a sigh in my heart, I gently closed the door, hid my face in the scarf, put my hands in my pockets, and walked slowly to my lover's house.

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"Ding-dong-"

After ringing the doorbell, Hongcunxiu stood quietly outside the yard and waited. After a while, footsteps came from the house.

There is a sign with the surname "Kise" hanging outside the door of Ryota Kise's house. Next to the sign is an iron gate, and the doorbell is on the wall at the upper right corner of the iron gate.

Through the gap between the black iron gates, Hongcun Xiujian vaguely saw flowers planted in the yard, but it was winter and no flowers could be seen.

The door inside opened, and a middle-aged woman wrapped loosely in a knitted shawl came out, "Is this Mr. Hongcun?"

"Yes, hello, Auntie." Xiuzou Hongcun nodded.

The middle-aged woman had a gentle smile and a soft voice. From her face, it could be seen that she was not young, but she had a good temperament. Mama Kase trotted open the iron gate wearing her indoor shoes.

"Please come in."

With a creak, the door opened, and Hongcun Xiu followed Huang Lai's mother to the entrance.

There was a wooden shoe cabinet on the steps, and Huang Lai's mother took out a pair of slippers from the upper floor and put them on the steps.

"Put it on. Ryota got up early today, and I should be waiting for you in the room now." Huang Lai's mother said when she bowed her head to change shoes in Hongcun, "I'm really troublesome."

"No, I'd be happy to help." Hong Cunxiu hurriedly said politely, followed in the footsteps of Huang Lai's mother, and walked indoors.

"Dong dong."

Gently knocking on the door, Huang Lai's mother raised her voice, "Ryota, Mr. Hongcun is here."

Immediately, the door of the bedroom opened, and Kise Ryota was wearing ordinary clothes, which were more personalized than the uniform uniforms, highlighting his temperament.

The expression of joy is undisguised, and it can be said that she can't wait to see her lover.

"thanks Mom!"

Hong Cunxiu was pulled into the warm room by Kise Ryota, and the slight chill outside was dispelled at once.

There is a wall clock hanging on the wall of Kise Ryota's bedroom. On the left hand side of the door is the bed next to the wall. The end of the bed is facing the door, and there is a writing desk next to the head of the bed. The window in front of the desk is opened halfway, allowing bright light to come in.

The most noticeable thing is the kotatsu in the open space of the room, the patterned quilt with white waves on a dark blue background, and the table with beautiful yellow wood grain, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere in winter.

"Ryota, will your mother really think that we are serious about studying?" Shuzo Nijimura asked uncertainly. In Japan, the kotatsu symbolizes a comfortable and degenerate life on vacation, and it has nothing to do with the sprint review at the end of the semester. take.

"Mom won't care about these anymore." Kise Ryota closed the door and showed off the results of her morning labor with great interest. The floor was covered with a carpet matching the quilt, and the white waves pushed forward layer by layer in the deep blue sea water .

Warm and romantic, my bedroom will definitely leave a good impression on the seniors.

Hong Cunxiu unbuttoned his satchel, took off the scarf around his neck, and took off the outermost windbreaker and hung it on the hanger on the other side of the desk.

Walking to the kotatsu, lifted a corner of the quilt, and entered into the warm quilt.The warmth at home is heavenly compared to the cold wind outside.

Enjoying the treatment comparable to being bedded in the morning, Hongcun Xiuzao did not forget to get down to business, and took out the English materials he had sorted out for Guoyi from his satchel.

Not many, just a dozen test papers and key points. "Ryota, sit down and start reviewing."

Huang Lai Ryota's heart skipped a beat, and his mind, which was still running around, was killed in an instant, so he sat down beside Hongcun Xiuzao.

"Where's the midterm exam paper I asked you to find a few days ago?"

Slowly but inevitably, he picked up another pile of papers on the table, and pulled out a stack of red and black scrolls from the bottom.

Hongcun Xiuzhuo took it, and the expression on his face became less and less the more he looked at it, and finally turned over one after another in silence, "crash" to the end.

The room fell into silence, and Hong Cunxiu suppressed again and again, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you worse than English in many subjects?"

The top one is pretty good Mandarin, the second one is English at the edge of passing, Hongcun Shuzo directly pulled out the third one, and the red circles on it are pitifully small, "Mathematics 18? If I remember correctly, Teiguang Qizhong The pass line is generally between 30-35."

"Yes... yes." Kise Ryota complied without confidence.

"What about you this time?"

"32." An even lower voice.

"Science 9, Sociology 12." The lowest grades were terrible, and Hongcun Xiujian was almost numb. "What kind of mentality did you use to complain about English?"

"Because... I know some English, but I don't know some..."

Hearing the answer, Hongcunxiu was dazed, and those who knew something would complain, so they don't know anything?

Hongcun Xiuzao didn't say that his grades were first and second in his grade, but he was also in the top ten. He didn't expect his lover's grades to be what he had never imagined.

There is no way, no matter how irritable I am, I have to do the tasks I have undertaken.Hongcun builds and finds textbooks, draws out the key points of the exam for those who memorize by rote, sorts out the knowledge for those who need to learn to use, and teaches from the basics.

The whole morning was actually spent in reciting memory and doing questions.On the way, Kise's mother knocked on the door and came in to deliver desserts and tea. It was only then that Kise Ryota saw a smile on Rainbow Village's face.

Senior is very serious.

It's also very beautiful.

Still looks different than usual.

Kise Ryota was thinking wildly while doing the questions.After finishing the correct answer, I found that it was still wrong.

It's the third time, Kise Ryo wants to cry too much, she's really not good at brainstorming.

This knowledge does not enter the brain.jpg.

Life was embarrassing my little cat, and when I was crying in my heart, I didn't hear the familiar voice for a long time.

It was quiet in the ears, and the sound of steady and soft breathing became clear, Kise Ryota raised his head and looked around a little bit.

The pouring sunlight fell on Hong Cunxiu's side face, his skin was white and delicate, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes left a shadow on one side.

The face pressed against the arm showed a little immaturity and innocence like a baby, and fell asleep on the table in Kise Ryota's bedroom without noticing it.

Kise Ryota stared blankly at Hongcun Xiuzao's undefended sleeping face, cute——!Scream inside.

Oops, what to do!Will it be photographed?Mobile phone, where is the mobile phone?Oh oh, here it is.He frantically found his mobile phone in the corner of the table, opened it and aimed the camera at Hongcun.

"Crack-"

The phone in the room rang loudly, and Kise Ryo was so froze that the flash hadn't been turned off, and the volume hadn't been turned on yet.Thinking about how to protect this hard-won photo, I waited for a few minutes without moving, and found that the sleeping person was not breathing randomly.

Kise Ryo breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put away the phone, and pretended that he hadn't done anything.

Is it too tired to prepare review materials for me yesterday?

Kise Ryota propped his face, looking at the light blue color under Hongcunxiu's eyelids, feeling a little distressed.

The hand resting on the table gradually became disobedient, or too obedient, getting closer and closer to the face, hesitatingly tapped twice on the wooden table, and stretched out his index finger.

stamp--

soft v

The cheek sank a little, let go and bounced back.After trying to touch it twice, I stretched out my hand towards the place I had been thinking about for a long time.

Senior's eyelashes are curved, long and thick, and they have a sense of presence. Every time I lower my eyes, I really want to touch them.

The fingertips touched the tip of the eyelashes and pressed them, making them soft and light.

While intoxicated, the owner of the eyelashes felt a little itchy, reached out and touched his face, and grabbed the hand that was doing evil on his face.

Senior, senior, Kise Ryota felt his face become hot with a "bang", his hands were caught and held tightly, and they were pressed not far from Nijimura Shuzo's face, and he could still feel his breathing. Slight heat.

Reluctant to break free, his palms were sweating, and he wanted to cover his face to cool down, but he couldn't think of what to do for a while, so Kise Ryota simply lay down on the table, burying his face in his arms.

Pretending not to know anything, the senior is going to hold my hand to sleep, and I will sleep too!

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