[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

She opened her mouth in a daze, but before she could utter the syllable, her eyes turned red.

It turned out that in the icy and snowy land, the warm and clean smell, the hot temperature pressed against her cold fingertips, and the words repeated over and over impatiently... After tearing away the heavy fog and the heavy snow, it was hidden. It's his face.

Perhaps sometimes the power of words is indeed lacking after all. Unlike his hasty words before, the memory wrapped in wind and snow suddenly became clear. The thin and fuzzy silhouette of the cloud turned into a blazing fire, burning from the soles of her feet all the way to her brain.

Donghua shuddered unconsciously, and then realized as if waking up from a dream—that feeling that she didn't know was really flowing around her a long, long time ago.

At that moment, she felt that her heartbeat missed a beat, and there was an indescribable feeling that a small bud was secretly drawn in her heart like a cocoon. Donghua's mind moved, and her gaze eased under his gaze. Consciously using his eyes to trace the familiar handsome facial features of the young man, he almost fell deeply into his warm and quiet red pupils.

There was a gentle smile on Akashi Seijuro's lips, and the hand that was originally on his thigh was raised silently, and gently pressed against her table, only half an inch away from her hand——

"Come on, this is you, ah, then let Xiyuanji put yours at Akashi's place too, and share it when the time comes."

The boy was probably distributing snacks for the start of school, and after putting a large handful of nuts on Akashi's table without looking up, he continued to walk forward.

Akashi Seijuro: "..."

"...cough." Donghua calmed down, looked at his slightly turned side face, and was about to say something, but when she glanced casually, she saw the sharp and dazzling light reflected from the diamond brilliance on her left hand... It reminded her of the pair of red and golden eyes for no reason, Donghua was taken aback for a moment, then pushed the table and chairs away, and stood up in a panic.

All of a sudden, all eyes in the classroom turned to her.

"Donghua, why—" Akashi just put the nuts on the table into a paper bag, and immediately raised his head in doubt when he heard the sound, but his pupils shrank, seeing the girl's pale face and trance-like eyes, it seemed that she was filled with great regret, The right hand unconsciously held the root of the ring finger of the left hand.

He immediately stood up and reached out to press her shoulder, but the girl dodged it clumsily.

"I'm sorry, Akashi-san, I, I..." She rolled her eyes blankly, as if she was subconsciously looking for someone she could rely on, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, you sit down first," Akashi slowed down, "Everyone is watching."

Donghua lowered her eyelids, and only took two steps towards him under the gaze of her classmates, but did not sit down as promised.

"That's okay, you go out for a walk? If the teacher asks, I will ask for leave for you, and I will say that you have gone to the health room." Akashi's tone remained unchanged, still very patient.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, Donghua was silent for a while, and finally she nodded silently, agreeing to his proposal, she whispered: "Thank you, Akashi-san."

After finishing speaking, she bowed slightly to him and walked out of the classroom.

After stepping out of the classroom door, her steps became faster and faster, and finally turned into a trot. She hurriedly bypassed the students in the corridor and ran all the way to the rooftop.

The cool wind rushed towards her face immediately, raising the ends of her hair on her shoulders. Donghua stood there for a while, with an expression like a child who has done something wrong and is waiting for criticism. After a long while, she walked to the corner of the rooftop with a lonely expression. , sat down with his knees hugged.

"I'm sorry Zhengjun," the thick and slender eyelashes drooped, the girl's eye sockets suddenly turned red, and her fingers kept fiddling with the diamond ring nervously. She unconsciously puffed up her cheeks, tried her best to bite her lower lip and endured crying, "I want to change become a very bad girl..."

Her mind was in a state of confusion, her mind seemed to be kneaded into a frizzy ball, and her nerves seemed to be poked by countless tiny needles. In the early morning when the snow was falling, she actually broke out in a fine sweat.Snowflakes grazed her eyelashes, and Donghua almost couldn't help thinking of the snowy snow field. The next moment, she restrained her mind fiercely, gritted her teeth and kept muttering in her heart: "Zheng Jun Zheng Jun Zheng Jun Zheng!" Jun..."

A thin layer of snow soon spread on the ground. Donghua hugged her knees and wept silently for a while, then sniffled, took out her phone from her skirt pocket, and turned on the screen.

Different from Akashi's concealed and ostentatious hands, her lock screen wallpaper is the shining Akashi Seijuro. The boy sat cross-legged on the bed, with soft eyes and a smile on his lips, looking down at No. [-] holding a cat toy.

Donghua suddenly found that even with such a gentle expression, her Masamune was slightly different from Akashi-san. She stretched out her finger, and traced his cheek with her fingertips, biting her lower lip at the same time, semi-compulsively immerse yourself in memories.

It was after Akashi's birthday. There were a lot of things at school, and he had to deal with engagement matters. In those few days, there was always tiredness between his brows that could not go away, so he especially liked to go to winter flowers after school. Home.

However, frequent visits are indeed quite effective. After Akashi Seijuro sleeps in her room, his energy will be better than usual.At first, Dong Hua thought it was some calming aromatherapy in her room, but the young man who had just woken up shook his head, rubbed his neck lazily, and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's not the aromatherapy, it's yours." .”

After school that day, Akashi Seijuro also came to her house as usual for an activity called "visiting", but actually "sleeping".It was at that time that Donghua realized that his sleeping position was not very proper. Not only would his arms clasp her tightly to his chest, but one leg would also wrap around her waist domineeringly, like a child hugging her. A hug puppet that fits perfectly.

But he let go of his defenses, and his exhausted appearance did indeed look like a child.Dong Hua's usual biological clock is very dead, and she can't fall asleep at this time, so she is hugged by him obediently, staring at him softly and tenderly.Dong Hua lightly fiddled with his too long bangs, revealing the youth's smooth forehead, she suddenly had a whim, so she leaned forward and kissed him as she wished.

Kissing him is actually a very addictive thing, Donghua paused for a moment, and then she couldn't control it, gently supporting his shoulders, as if fascinated, kept dropping light kisses on his face.

Akashi also fell into a light sleep at this time, probably aware of something, but at the same time subconsciously knew where he was, but his breathing was light for a moment, and he didn't make any other reactions.

She raised her eyelashes and looked at the watch, a childish smile suddenly appeared on her lips, the force of her fall suddenly increased, Dong Hua bit his lower lip with a kiss.

"Hiss—" Akashi frowned and snorted, without opening his eyes, but his hands gently rubbed the back of her head, and said softly, "Don't make trouble."

Donghua tilted her head to look at him, the more she looked at him, the more she liked her, her heart was filled with satisfied emotions, a soft and sweet smile could not help melting on her lips, she stretched out her hand to hold his face, and at the same time, kissed him lightly on the brow : "Alright, it's been an hour and a half, get up quickly."

"So fast." Hearing this, Akashi Seijuro opened his eyes, with a hazy mist that had just woken up, looking a little dazed and cute, and then stretched out on the girl's soft and sweet big bed. Hands and feet, stretched.

"Are you hungry, let me go down and get you something to eat first?" Dong Hua sat up, picked up the hair tie from the small cabinet next to the bed, tied a low ponytail, and lowered her head to look at him.

"Then, I started?" Akashi Seijuro blinked, and then, under the girl's puzzled eyes, he calmly reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her down.

In the end, Dong Hua pushed him away with a blushing face, panting for breath and straightening her hair, while wiping the water stains on her lips with the back of her hand.

Satisfied, Akashi sat up with his arms propped up, his face completely filled with the look of a big cat after being satisfied, so lazy that it was a bit sexy.

"So are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, let's eat when I get home." Akashi said, wrapping his fingers around her hair again.

Dong Hua snatched the hair back from his hands, turned over and got out of bed, and gave him something from the drawer: "If you're really bored, just help me make this."

"..." Akashi looked at the woolen coil in his hand, and tilted his head, "How to do it?"

"That's it," Dong Hua sat down cross-legged opposite him, put his hands into an equal sign that was far apart, put the woolen loop on it, then pulled out the end of the thread, and quickly wound it in his hands.

"Ah, so." Akashi Seijuro looked at the movements of her hands curiously, "Is it for me too?"

Dong Hua paused, a blush flew across her face, and she replied sullenly: "Trying to knit a pair of gloves for you..."

"Then I'm looking forward to it," he held his arms with great interest, "but if it happens like this this time, you don't have to force it."

Akashi looked pointedly at her still-marked fingers.

Dong Hua puffed her mouth: "No, I'm already proficient."

It was clearly just a memory from a month or two ago, but now that I think about it, it seems like a century has passed. Donghua's heart hurts, and she watched the screen go off in a daze, but this time she didn't let it turn on again. stand up.

The snow stopped unconsciously, and the sky began to clear up.Dong Hua stayed on the roof for a full morning, until the lunch break bell rang for a long time, she was still curled up and hid in the corner of the roof, if she didn't keep exhaling white steam from her mouth and nose, she would look like a sculpture.

The door to the roof was suddenly pushed open, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Donghua's eyes moved. At first, she was still thinking about the weather like this, and people would come to eat on the rooftop... She immediately widened her eyes and stood up, but just as she turned around, she met a pair of red pupils as expected.

"Fuyuka," Akashi smiled at her, and brought the bento box in front of her eyes, "I rummaged through your schoolbag without authorization, I'm sorry."

Donghua took it over in a daze, her eyes glazed over: "Thank you, Akashi-san."

Thinking that he would leave after delivering the bento, Donghua slowly sat down on the original seat, but she didn't expect Akashi to follow him with a calm face: "Chi, Akashi-san?"

"Well, let's talk." Akashi opened his lunch box, but he paused when he saw the contents clearly, and then he took apart the chopsticks as if nothing had happened. alright."

Dong Hua poked at the rice in the bento box sullenly. It was already rude to run away without saying a word. After a long silence, she still continued: "...Actually, when I met Matsushita classmate that day, I already remembered , but the more I think about it, the less I feel that the farmer's son is from that time, so..."

Akashi chuckled, but turned the page directly: "Then Donghua ran out in a hurry just now, did you remember something on your mind?"

Dong Hua froze and didn't answer.

"Because of him?" Akashi turned his head leisurely, and met her wide-eyed pupils without any surprise, "But this is a memory between me and Fuyuka, and it happened a long time ago, and Fuyuka...isn't necessary Feel sorry for him?"

Donghua frowned quickly, feeling that the words were a bit awkward, but she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

Akashi saw that her expression had become complicated in vain, shook his head and smiled, and finished eating the green vegetables that were specially placed aside in the bento box, and at the same time quickly pressed the phone in the blind corner of her sight.

At the same time, in a high-end restaurant in Tokyo, Sachiko Matsushita had just walked out of the staff cafeteria. When the mobile phone in the pocket of her overalls rang, she immediately took it out to check nervously. After reading the contents of the email, the boulder that had been hanging for many days finally fell: "Thank you."

Sachiko Matsushita bit her lower lip, put the phone back, and her memory suddenly returned to that rainy night.

Her father took out a usury loan, and after the time limit expired, he disappeared from the world. The group of gangsters who wanted to pay the debt couldn't find her father, so they simply blocked her in an alley to vent their anger.

The rain dazzled her eyes, Matsushita Sachiko bit her lip, trying to hold back the pain everywhere in her body, but she still groaned, she tried her best to hold her head, resisting the fists and feet that kept falling on her body more than nothing.

Suddenly a dazzling light flashed at the end of the alley, Matsushita Sachiko was stabbed and turned her head away, still holding her head tightly without daring to relax.The fists and feet that fell on the body suddenly disappeared, and the punks said something to someone in a low voice, the rain blurred the eardrums, Matsushita Sachiko couldn't hear the content, but she could feel their tone softened.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of trots stepping on rainwater sounded.

Sachiko Matsushita was taken aback, and tentatively opened her eyes.

Those little gangsters had disappeared, and a tall and straight figure holding an umbrella appeared at the entrance of the alley against the light of the headlights, walking towards her unhurriedly.

Sachiko Matsushita shuddered violently, her muscles tensed in the heavy rain.

However, that figure didn't seem to notice her vigilance, and was still walking in the dark alley with ease.Walking in front of her, the black umbrella in the man's hand slowly moved up, and then under the terrified gaze of Sachiko Matsushita, a pair of quiet red eyes were revealed.