[Comprehensive] History of the Fall of Man

Fushimi Saru Hiko is not a person who makes people feel happy when they meet each other. When they pass by each other, they just feel, ah, this person is like a ghost.

She dangled past, unable to meet his eyes.

But when they can really look at each other, they can't see their own shadow.The wind howls, doesn't blow anything away, just blows across the empty alley.

Nothingness, nothingness.

Misaki Hatta became the thread, connecting him with the world.So Misaki Hatta always strives to get closer to the world, get closer, and get closer. The closer he is to the world, the shorter the distance between Fushimi Saru Hiko and the world.

What can make a person do this for another person?Only the love that has been endowed with miracles.

Yes, Hatta Misaki loves Fushimi Saru Hiko.This kind of love is much wider, not limited to love, it is free and tender.

When others wanted to hold Yuanbigu back, he gave him freedom.He is not smarter than ordinary people, he just knows Fushimi Saruhiko better.He knew he didn't need to do anything, he just stood there and waited for Yuanbigu to return after wandering.

Steadily, as a reliance.

"Saru Hiko, what are you doing here?" Misaki Hatta got the answer from her classmates, climbed up to the roof and saw Fushimi Saru Hiko sitting on the side.

"Ah... hair blowing." He replied lightly.

Fushimi Saruhiko propped himself up behind his hands, sitting on the edge with his feet dangling in the air, watching the scenery of the school from a high place, his slightly long hair was blown back by the wind.

"Well, really, I'll catch a cold, take good care of yourself." Hatta Misaki also climbed up the wall that just reached his chest and sat beside him, touching his back only to find that it was unbearably cold.

The whistling cool wind made even his words a little erratic.

Hearing the words, Fushimi Saru Hiko was taken aback, recovered from his own world, lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry."

"Huh? What?" Hatta Misaki turned to look at him, her already messy hair was messed up by the wind, "Are you apologizing to me?"

"Yeah." Fushimi Saruhiko nodded obediently, "Sorry, I forgot."

"Did you forget to take care of yourself? You idiot." Hatta Misaki glared at him, "Apologize to my body."

"Yes—I'm sorry." Fushimi Saruhiko was amused, and obediently shouted an apology into the air.

"You're so stupid." Misaki Hatta became embarrassed, "It's like I'm making trouble for no reason."

Fushimi Saru Hiko chuckled and did not speak. When the two were immersed, there was only the sound of wind blowing.

With the sound of sharp blades breaking through the air, the jackknife swung down from the air, piercing through the young man's palm, and firmly nailing it to the desk. With the young man's wailing, blood flowed and spread.

The punks around were attracted by the screams, and they were afraid to do anything again.

When Fushimi Saru Hiko turned his head and glanced around, no one dared to meet his eyes, and they all backed away.

His gaze fell on the young man's sweaty face, "Come to me again, next time I'll nail your hand to the table and tear it into claws again and again."

This man is telling the truth.The pale-faced young man swallowed, nodded hastily, "I dare not, I dare not come to you again. Please let me go."

Smiling, Fushimi Saru Hiko let go of the hand that suppressed the young man, put his hands on his chest and said, "Show me your sincerity."

The young man gritted his teeth, put his hand on the handle of the knife, closed his eyes and pulled it out, but he couldn't muster up the courage to nail it again.Just as he was hesitating, Fushimi Saruhiko took out another folding knife from nowhere, swung it twice, and the sharp blade popped out.

"Do you need me to make a decision for you?"

"No, no need." The tip of the knife appeared double in his eyes, so he didn't look at it at all, and directly nailed it down. His palm was pierced again, suppressing his roar, and the young man asked, "Is this... enough?"

With a sneer, Fushimi Saruhiko approached and easily pulled out the delicate knife, and while wiping the blood on the knife on the opponent's school uniform, he said, "Well... so-so. Just remember what you said That's fine."

"Let's go." Fushimi Saru Hiko wiped the knife and put it back in its original place, then walked away.Misaki Hatta, who was standing by and watching, pushed away the gangster who was blocking her chest, and gave a hard look when passing by, before following Fushimi Saru Hiko out of the classroom door.

In the corridor outside, there were still a few students who hadn't left after school. After being attracted by the noise, they didn't dare to stop them, and stood in the corridor watching the excitement.Now that you see someone coming out, leave immediately.

Riding a motorcycle at the gate of the school, it seemed that the young people who were not easy to mess with gathered together.

"Brother Tanaka, Brother Fushimi, why haven't they come out yet?" asked the young man squatting on the side smoking a cigarette.

The man named Tanaka scratched his hair, "I don't know, it stands to reason that it should come out at this time."

"Hey, here we come." The protagonist who was talking appeared and walked side by side.

"Brother Hatta is really half a head shorter than Brother Fushimi." The two people who were staring at this side couldn't help sighing.

As soon as the words were finished, someone slapped the back of the head severely, "Do you want to die?!" He touched his head, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Hey, Tanaka." Misaki Hatta saw acquaintances squatting here, thinking that she was here to look for them, so she came over to say hello.

"Brother Hatta! Brother Fushimi!" The scattered people gathered in an instant and came over to say hello, Tanaka pushed the few people who were crowded in front of him and explained the purpose of coming, "We found a fun place to tell you, big brother. "

"Oh? Where?" Hatta Misaki lost interest.

"A bar."

Hatta Misaki "..."

Looking at Hatta's idiot-like eyes, Tanaka hurriedly explained: "Of course it's not an ordinary bar. The Cha Desong we found allows minors to enter."

"Really?" Misaki Misaki Hatta doubted, the general bar is very strict inspection, although he is very curious, but really can't get in.

"Really!" Tanaka swears to the sky, "And I heard that sometimes gangsters go there."

"Fool." Hatta Misaki slapped him on the head, "If there is a gangster, of course the investigation will be stricter, and you will be allowed in?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Hatta is right." He was not angry when he was beaten, and echoed repeatedly.

Hatta Misaki was also eager to move, hesitantly turned her head to look at Fushimi Saruhiko, "?"

Fushimi Saruhiko nodded.

"Okay, then let's go." After settling down, Hatta Misaki agreed carelessly.

"Brother Fushimi, you can change into this clothes." Tanaka took out a bag from the side of the motorcycle.

Fushimi Saru Hiko glanced at him in surprise, took it and opened it, it was a navy blue jacket, he put it on neatly, and stuffed his school uniform into the bag.

Turning her head, Hatta Misaki also changed her clothes, sat in the back seat, "Let's go!"

There are especially many unscrupulous teenagers at night. The streets are full of motorcycles whizzing by, roaring, Misaki Hatta poked his head out against the wind, and patted the mountain in front of him, "Hey, I haven't seen it before, your car Where did it come from?"

Yamashita was wearing a helmet, the motorcycle was accelerating non-stop, and the sound coming out was muffled... "I borrowed it from the side of the road!"

"..." Misaki Hatta originally thought she bought it new, so she was going to inquire about it.

Roaring, deafening music, sometimes non-flickering lights, red and purple, occasionally echoing the mixed faces of intoxicated men and women on the dance floor.

Exaggeratedly dressed hot girls, women with heavy makeup, teenagers looking for excitement, and well-dressed men who are obviously office workers, there is something stirring in the invisible darkness.

Fushimi Saru Biko doesn't like this environment very much, but it doesn't matter, he looks at ease no matter where he is.He took a can of beer from the pile of wine that came up and drank it slowly. He sat in the corner of the booth, where the back of the sofa reached to his back, which was just right for a hand.

Misaki Hatta had already started playing with Tanaka and the others, chattering and laughing and clapping their shoulders together.

"Don't Hatta call Fushimi over here?" Tanaka glanced at Fushimi Saruhiko in the dark.

"He likes apes more than ancients."

Hatta Misaki always pulls Fushimi Saru Hiko to join in something, but she doesn't think about asking him to do something.Yuanbigu likes to stay in the bar like this, so he won't ask him to change.

Ape Bigu has no right or wrong, only his preferences.

Fushimi Saru Hiko's eyes were dazzled by the flashing light, he squinted his eyes and tilted his head.Although it has not reached the point where I need to wear glasses, my eyesight has indeed declined.

Just as he was thinking about what the song was playing on the dance floor, someone put his arm on his shoulder.

"Hey, brother, do you want a drink?" The man sitting in the booth behind called him, holding a glass of cocktail in his hand and putting it on the backrest.

Fushimi Saruhiko looked sideways at him, neither refusing nor saying yes.

The wine stains on the lips look more like lip gloss under the colorful lights. The man sits sideways with Fushimi Ape Hiko, and the color can be seen at a glance when he tilts his head.

Tsk, are all the little devils so attractive now?

The man couldn't help but click his tongue at the scene just now, and the person who wanted to strike up a conversation didn't respond, it would be a pity to give up just because of this indifference.Knocking on the glass in his hand, although he struck up a conversation in a normal way just now, he doesn't have much actual experience.

From the corner of his eye, he saw his colleague's movements, and he seemed to have noticed him, making gestures and mouth movements.

'Mouth, feed him, use your mouth! '

Even after guessing, I finally figured out the meaning.

"Brother, let me feed you." I don't know if it will be considered sexual harassment, but let's give it a try.

Fushimi Saru Hiko was a little funny watching the man's performance. He looked like a mature office worker, dressed in a suit, but his strike-up skills were extremely poor.

Seeing that the man had the courage to take a sip of the cocktail and approach him, Fushimi Saru Hiko raised his index finger and pressed the other's soft lips.

'gu dong'

The Adam's apple rolled obviously, and the wine was swallowed by himself.

Are you that nervous?Fushimi Saruhiko smiled, and shortened the last distance between you and kissed him. The kiss still had the mellow and spicy taste of wine, and a little sour taste of lemon.

When they parted, the man gasped for breath, looking like he couldn't be slowed down.

"Uncle, if you want to kiss, just say so."

My misty eyes and brain became sober after hearing such words, and the sharp eyebrows and eyes melted like spring water, "Why is the little devil's technique so good?" He complained softly.

Fushimi Saruhiko put down his beer and got up, and said hello to the person next to him, saying he was going to the toilet.

The man sat at the same place and stared at him blankly. Fushimi Saru Hiko raised his eyebrows, but he stood there and paused for a moment before the man came to his senses and quickly followed with a blushing face. Even the goblet on the backrest was gone Can't care.

When Fushimi Saru Hiko came back after wiping the water on his hands, he found that their original place was quiet.

When I got closer, I found that I was basically sleeping or falling down, and there were only a few people who were there to take care of it, and it was disgusting to see someone accidentally slap the face.

Among the group of people, Misaki was still very discerning, and found the person by avoiding the scattered feet on the ground.

Misaki Hatta, who leaned crookedly on the person, was not so drunk that she lost consciousness, but she was also a little fuzzy. If she didn't have someone to support her, she would probably fall to the ground and sleep.

"Misaki, Misaki." Fushimi Saruhiko shouted twice, and lightly patted Hatta Misaki's flushed cheeks.

"Hmm..." Misaki Hatta shook her head impatiently.

Drunk.Fushimi Saru Hiko shook his head, not knowing where he got the courage to drink seven or eight cans of beer in one go.Looking at the crooked people around him, it is estimated that there are no extra people who can help.

It was quite easy to pick up Misaki, and walked out with support, planning to go back.The man who came in a hurry searched among a bunch of people, but couldn't find the person just now.

The environment in the bar was dark and crowded, with tobacco, alcohol and other miscellaneous smells mixed together, Fushimi Saru Hiko took a lot of effort to successfully lead Misaki out the door.

Maybe it was because of leaving the noisy environment, Misaki Hatta, who suddenly fell into silence in her ears, woke up a little, and struggled to stand up, "Saruhiko..." murmured.

"Misaki." Fushimi Saruhiko supported him and lifted him up, "Wake up, I'll take you home."

Hatta Misaki overreacted when she heard that she was going home. After throwing off Fushimi Saruhiko's hand, she unsteadily fell to the ground, "I won't go,... I won't go back..."

"Don't you want to go back?" Fushimi Saruhiko knelt down and confirmed his wish to Misaki Hatta who suddenly showed resistance.

"...um... I don't want to go..." Misaki Hatta was silent for a while before replying intermittently, "It...isn't like my home..."

"Okay." Fushimi Saru Hiko touched Hatta Misaki's head and asked, "Then go to my place?"

"Okay..." Misaki Hatta couldn't help rubbing the warm hand lightly, "Saruhiko..."

"Huh?" Fushimi Aruhiko pulled the man up from the ground, put his back on his back, and heard the shout.

Misaki Hatta, who called his name, lay on his back without speaking, quietly feeling the bump on his back, unstable but very stable.

"Let's have a home in the future..."

"it is good."

"I'm going to hang a lot of hats."

"There are so many skateboards..."

"I put everything I like in it..."

"The room should face the sun, and the solar energy will come in..."

Misaki Hatta gradually opened up the chatter box, and after the drunken drowsiness, her nerves became excited, and she didn't have much strength to lie on her stomach, but her mind seemed to be full of thoughts, which leaked out of her mouth as if she couldn't shut them down.

Fushimi Saruhiko responded meekly, his voice as soft as water.

In the end, she was also tired, Misaki Hatta fell asleep on her generous and warm back, and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

This home will have my favorite things.

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感谢在2019-11-2522:48:36~2019-12-0200:12:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Feng Xiyan;

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

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