[Comprehensive] History of the Fall of Man

"...?"

The person who exuded enthusiasm around him disappeared.

Misaki Hatta opened her eyes in confusion and sleepiness and saw a figure sitting up.

Following the morning sun, the blanket on his body slid down to his waist, Fushimi Saruhiko sat motionless on the bed, still wearing comfortable pajamas, as if awakened from a dream, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting.

"...Ape Bigu?"

The frozen back moved, and turned his face, revealing black eyes without any concealment, the tails of the eyes were charming, and the slightly long hair curled up, and he responded blankly: "Huh?"

"What are you doing?" Raising his left hand and seeing that it was only past seven o'clock, Hatta Misaki asked, "How long have you been sitting?"

"...Ah... I don't know." Fushimi Aruhiko changed from the state of the statue just now to a living person, raised his hand to rub his hair, and the hair that was originally smooth was messed up, and said: "I dreamed of some stuff, I can’t sleep.”

"? What?" Hatta Misaki sat up propped up, with her hands behind her back, and asked half asleep and half awake.

"I don't really remember... the dream was golden, maybe it was a dream of being exposed to the sun all afternoon." Lifting the thin blanket on his body, Fushimi Aruhiko got out of bed and prepared to take a bath in the morning.

"Why do you have strange dreams every day?" Misaki Hatta frowned strangely, but her heart relaxed, her hands softened, and she lay back on the bed with a bang.

The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of dripping water came through after a while.

A pair of slender white hands zoomed in on the field of vision, and Kusanagi Izumo, who was stunned for a moment by being too surprised, had no time to hide.

Those hands hooked the hair around his cheeks smoothly, running deep into the hair, holding his golden hair, and sliding it from the tip to the end.

The hair spread out a little bit and returned to the cheeks, quite a bit of reluctance and attachment.

"Very beautiful." Fushimi Saru Hiko propped his chin, retracted his other hand from the air, and said with a light smile.

"?!!! Is that, thank you." Kusanagi Izumo was not at ease, as if the hand was still on his head, he smiled and thanked him pretending not to care.

"Hey, does Fushimi like blonde hair?" Tokata Tara who was sitting next to him asked with his eyes wide open as if he had discovered a new world.

"Probably." Fushimi Saruhiko recalled the warm golden color in the dream again, did he dream of something good in the past?Thinking about it this way, I'm not sure.Everything is too far away except what is going through now.

"It must be." Tokuta Tara took a sip of the cocktail prepared by Kusanagi Izumo on the bar counter, "It's the first time I've seen Fushimi take the initiative to get close to people, of course - Hatta is special."

With a drawn out tone, he said these words with a sense of ridicule.

Fushimi Saru Hiko lowered his eyelids, and lightly glanced at Tokuta Taro with the end of his eyes, but he didn't refute.

Just as Shishu Tatara was about to continue speaking with a smile, a voice suddenly came to mind.

"Ape Bigu!" Rushing into Barbara carelessly, Hatta Misaki brought the heat outside, and came over to pull Yuan Bigu while shouting, "Brother Shishu, Brother Kusanagi."

After saying hello, he dragged Fushimi Saru Hiko outside, "Let's go! Akagi and the others don't believe you can skateboard! Go out and show them!"

Completely unmotivated by the hot weather outside, Fushimi Saruhiko complained: "It's too hot, it's no big deal if you don't believe it." But he still walked out as he wanted.

Holding the wine in his hand, Shiji Duodara stared at the back of the impatient but obediently followed for a while.It wasn't until he disappeared that he took a sip of his wine and said with a smile, "It's really enviable, isn't it?"

"After all, it's a companion." Kusanagi Izumo said without raising his head as he continued to wipe his glass with his head down.

"No." The unmelted ice in the shaking glass hit the glass wall, making a crisp sound.

"It's so easy to like such a unique treatment."

"here!"

With a sound, a black skateboard with patterns was pushed from the side.Slowly slowing down, and finally being stepped on by a pair of feet, it came to a steady stop.

Fushimi Saru Hiko looked down at the skateboard under his feet, and someone grabbed his shoulders.

Misaki Hatta raised her chin at the people around her with a smug expression, "Look, Saruhiko is very good at skateboarding."

"Brother Hatta, you actually pulled Fushimi brother out."

Kamamoto said in surprise.

Originally, it was just Misaki Hatta exchanging ideas about skateboarding with the members—street teenagers, playing around with a few tricks, everyone has come into contact with skateboarding.

While chatting, Hatta Misaki said a few words about Saruhiko's skateboarding skills which are comparable to his.

This is not very convincing, although I know it from other members, or see that the two joined Barbara when they were wandering the streets together.But Fushimi Saru Hiko doesn't look like he can skateboard at all. He writes with a pen, he is thin and white, and he wears glasses.

Hatta Misaki was not convinced, she rushed into the bar and pulled the person over with a character that would blow up at one point.

"Show one hand, show one hand!" The people who gradually gathered around started booing, their voices getting louder and louder.

Fushimi Saru Hiko pursed his lips, and pushed up his slipped glasses.Adjusting the direction of the skateboard under his feet, he kicked his feet and slid out like clouds and flowing water.

Touch the ground, accelerate, and slide in an S-shape.Stepping on the end of the skateboard, he squatted down slightly and jumped onto the flower bed beside him.

The skateboard slid along the narrow edge of the flower bed for a while, and landed in a light jump.With a light body, he even spun the skateboard coolly in the air, and then turned back on the ground.

A series of movements were relaxed and handsome, and cheers were greeted when they stopped in front of the crowd.

The hair that flew high and then fell, and the indifference that was covered up neatly, made Fushimi Saru Hiko show a different youthful look than usual.

He raised the skateboard with his feet and held it under his armpit, but when he fixed his eyes, he saw Zhou Fangzun standing in front of the window on the second floor of the bar.

Through the glass, the man surrounded by flowers in front of the window sill was even more eye-catching. He had just woken up, his expression was blurred, and he was staring in his direction with a cigarette in his hand.

The performance just now must have been panoramic. Fushimi Saruhiko withdrew his gaze and greeted everyone, feeling that his sweaty neck was being licked by his gaze.

"Great!"

"Unexpected."

"I will do this too!"

A group of people were bluffing around, unwilling and eager to try, ready to show off their skills.Chatted and chatted together and started to compete again.

The bustle of the crowd made Fushimi Saru Hiko temporarily ignore the glued gaze on his body, and only frowned slightly after noticing it occasionally.

Day after day of staying in Barbara, it was like being watched by a lion.The lazy lion was lying in its territory, its tail flicked up and down, it held him in its arms, and looked at him with hunting eyes.

When he drank his Adam's apple slipped.

When he occasionally jokes with others.

When he was lying on the bar counter indecently.

His eyes follow him like a shadow.

here we go again.Fushimi Saru Hiko thought to himself, did he expect it early?Hatta Misaki and the restless members went out, leaving Fushimi Saru Hiko who was not so gregarious sitting in front of the bar.

He drank a little too much, Fushimi Saruhiko pressed his hand on his warming cheek, coveting the coolness.The coat was taken off and put aside when he started drinking, and the shirt inside was rolled up a little due to the careless gesture of the master.

Fushimi Saru Hiko lay down on the bar counter, and his thin waist was exposed a little, only a little, from his shirt.

Fushimi Sarubigu turned his head and met the gaze of the man sitting on the sofa. His gaze fell on his waist, then glanced at his arm, collarbone, and neck, and then looked at him.

Zhou Fangzun put out the cigarette in his hand, took another look at the slightly drunk young man, turned and went upstairs.

coward?Fushimi Saruhiko lowered his eyes thoughtfully, his eyelashes were a little wet, and he ran away when he was caught?How can there be such a good thing.

Standing up slowly, Fushimi Saruhiko set foot on the second floor for the first time, approaching the lion staring at him.

"Boom."

Stepping into the room on the second floor, there was a muffled sound on the wooden floor.

The man who stood by the bed and lit another cigarette was attracted by the sound and turned his head, and then saw the young man who stepped into his domain.Like a flower with dewdrops, the sweat on the chin tremblingly slid down, and the water spread from the forehead to the collar.

"Why are you here?" The voice was lower than usual, like mellow fine wine, Zhou Fangzun snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the ashtray beside the bed.He raised his hand and waved it, trying to dissipate the thick smell of smoke around him.

no respond.

Fushimi Saru Hiko still walked towards him at a leisurely pace, the alcohol made him more excited and more sober.With a slight creak, one corner of the bed sank slightly.

Someone sat on it.

Without verbal communication, the two sides already knew each other well, and there was a different kind of emotion ignited in the air and spread in the room in the eyes of each other.

In the stalemate, the man gave in first.

Tsk.Zhou Fangzun was a little upset, he didn't want to admit that young people were so attractive to him.He was the one who fell in love with him the first time, he was the one who coveted secretly, and he was the one who was always difficult to attack because of his clan status.

Fushimi Saruhiko sat on the edge of the bed, in a defenseless posture—that is, to show off his posture to the fullest, with long and straight legs, a slightly messy collar, and being wrapped in clothes also reveals his attractiveness His waist, chest, and Adam's apple protruding from his white neck when he raised his head.

When he trembled his eyelashes and raised his eyes slowly to look at the man in front of him, his lips were sealed.

The glasses were taken off and thrown on the soft bed, and then I felt unparalleled enthusiasm and fury.Like a beast, Fushimi Saru Hiko put his hands on the beast's fragile nape, tentatively responding.

The clothes were messy, and the shirt that was unbuttoned to the second was eagerly taken off, and a scorching body was pressed against him, clinging tightly and eagerly.Now a traveler in the desert meets an oasis, eager to drink water and coolness.

There was a rustling sound of clothes falling to the ground, the dark eyes were moist, the lips were red, and the breath was gasping from the mouth.

Intertwined, messy, fermented and transpired by the cool touch of the skin.

Everything is heading towards collapse, until a call closes all possible doors.

"Ape Bigu—"

There was a sound from downstairs, and the owner whose name was called blinked, his enthusiasm faded a lot, and he pushed the man on him.

"You want to go down?" Zhou Fangzun supported his tense body, squinted his eyes to confirm: "In the case of halfway?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko fumbled on the bed and grabbed glasses, covered those spring-like eyes, and suddenly looked serious again, except for the red lips.

"Misaki has something to do with me."

Not counting explanations as explanations, the jacket on the ground was picked up, the sound of footsteps faded away, and they went downstairs.

"Fuck." Zhou Fangzun cursed in a low voice, and had no intention of doing other things. He leaned against the head of the bed and lit a cigarette again, relying on nicotine to relieve his tense body and nowhere to vent his emotions.

"Misaki." When Fushimi Saruhiko packed his clothes and went downstairs, he saw Hatta Misaki sitting on the seat without saying a word, with his hat pressed down.

"Ape Bigu." The weak voice responded, not at all as energetic as usual.

Fushimi Saruhiko looked at the guests who were mostly women and understood immediately, "Let's go."

Carrying the flushed kid out the door.Hatta Misaki was also obedient, keeping her head down to avoid the big sister's gaze without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

最近写得超慢，一是不知道写什么，二是感觉不好写。写什么都感觉有点oocQAQ感谢在2019-10-1900:34:52~2019-11-1410:47:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Junmian; 1 bottle of Magic Feather;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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