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

Akashi opened his mouth to bite off the potato chips on the girl's fingertips, and at the same time stretched out his hands to wrap her thin shoulders, motioning for her to come closer.Without any hesitation, the girl immediately lowered her straight back, like an overly soft cat, lying on his shoulders like a boneless cat.

While lazily picking up a piece of potato chips and biting them from time to time, she subconsciously focused her gaze on the rippling lake surface: "To be honest, it's the first time I've come out to play like this."

"Huh?" Akashi was playing with her long braided hair in his hands, twirling the fluffy ends with his fingers, when he heard a soft vibration from his vocal cords, he said, "Riding a bicycle like this come out?"

"Just come out to play," Donghua bit her accent, lowered her eyelids, seemed to remember something, and subconsciously rubbed against his arms again, "Grandfather and grandmother are getting old, and grandma's legs are inconvenient, Aunt Yukimura often invites you Me, but I'm an outsider after all, so it's not easy to bother me."

The nerves were fiddled with by a certain word, Akashi's eyeballs moved, and the corners of his lips twitched in a half-smile, looking a bit childishly complacent, and then he was suppressed by himself as if nothing had happened.He gently touched the back of Dong Hua's head, and kissed her forehead again: "It's okay, if you want, we can all come out to play like today."

Donghua squinted her eyes unconsciously, raised her face obediently, and was kissed lightly and densely by the young man along the corners of her eyes, like a cat lazily stretching its body in the sun: "Where is Seijuro? He doesn't often come out to play ?"

Akashi paused, and his lips fell on the tip of the girl's nose slowly. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl's blond hair, with a smile that was unique to memories: "When my mother was still there, the family often went on outings. .”

"...I'm sorry," Dong Hua was startled for a moment, the young man's cheek was reflected in her eyes, she bit her lower lip in frustration, "I just..."

"It's nothing," Akashi pressed against her forehead, leaned down and kissed her lips, "It's just that I suddenly feel regretful—Mom will definitely like you very much."

Then, like a big cat protecting its cubs, he hugged her to his chest tenderly. Donghua blinked in a daze, and the boy's steady heartbeat sounded like a drum in her ears. She was stunned for a while, Then he suddenly bent his eyes: "Madam Akashi, she must be a very gentle person."

As soon as the words were finished, a white bird with a graceful and beautiful posture suddenly "flapped" between the thick green branches and leaves and the bright sunlight, and happened to stand upright in front of them after circling twice in the air.The sun slid down on the satin-like feathers one after another, splashing golden spots all over the ground, the white bird tilted its head slightly, and watched them with moist black bean-like eyes, and the eyes looked gentle and sad.

The two fell silent in unison.

The gentle wind pulls the warmth of late spring, raises the cherry blossoms on the ground, brushes the hair on the girl's shoulders, and also carries the beautifully spread wings of the white bird.

After a while, Akashi opened his mouth to cut off the flowing silence: "It's getting late, let's go?"

A smile appeared on Dong Hua's face at some point, she clenched the boy's fingers, and finally looked deeply at the blurred white spot, and stood up with him: "Let's go."

Along the way, the two of them tacitly stopped chatting, and it wasn't until after lunch that the atmosphere slowly warmed up again.

Coming out of Yoshino's house, Donghua took his wallet, put it in her handbag, supported his waist and sat on the back seat, glanced inadvertently, but saw two cats at the base of the wall, licking each other affectionately.

She immediately thought of the two in her family, stretched out her hand and tugged at the hem of Akashi's shirt, and reported to him briskly, "Seijuro, the relationship between number four and number nine has eased a lot recently!"

Akashi paused when he pedaled the bicycle, then turned his head: "...Really?"

After staying at Akashi's house, No. [-]'s hostility towards Akashi Seijuro has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger. Basically every night, Akashi Seijuro will be screamed by No. [-] from Fuyuka's room " Chase" out.

At first, No. [-] didn't like the whole house, but since he was silently pampered by all the servants—specifically, he won't be scolded and spanked for breaking an antique vase—afterwards, he was willing to condescend when the servants passed by. Lie down noblely, turn your belly out, and proudly let the servants temporarily forget their troubles in his soft belly.

No. [-] was given to Donghua by the current Akashi Seijuro, so it was very reasonable to be divided into the enemy camp by No. [-].Poor Chinchilla, no matter the daily cans or toys, as long as Donghua is not present, they will all be snatched away by No. [-], but it is a standard cat, only meowing softly at Akashi , who doesn't even know how to file a complaint, against the background of the Bully Master No. [-], he is an extremely soft and well-behaved caring little padded jacket.

Akashi often suffers from headaches from the extra wounds on Nine's body.

"Well, really!" Dong Hua hugged him tightly, "Recently I often see No. [-] licking No. [-]'s fur. After all, they are cats. After playing together for a long time, the relationship will naturally get better."

"Well," Akashi caught a glimpse of the corners of her long skirt being blown erratically by the wind, and she was about to be sucked into the rear wheel. He slowed down, stretched his hand back without hesitation, and hugged the girl Fabric on thighs, "Be careful."

"Huh?" Dong Hua gathered the hem of her skirt, looked down at the distance between the corner of the skirt that had wrapped her calf and the wheel, and leaned back on his back after confirming that it was safe, and apologized softly, " Sorry—huh? Stop."

"What's wrong?" Akashi immediately stopped, and turned his head to look worriedly, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No more," Donghua patted his side waist, stretched out a tender finger from under his arm, and nodded to the pet shop on the side of the road, "I suddenly remembered that the cat scratchers of the two of them are fast It's broken, Four seems to be-"

She cleared her throat, stood up deliberately, walked around from the back seat to the front seat, the little leather shoes under her feet rattled, and the winter flowers clung to Akashi's ear, and said in a breathy voice with some embarrassment: "Fa-emotion-"

The red-haired boy raised his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly became indescribable: "So it's so irritable recently?"

Donghua thought for a while, and for the sake of family harmony, she swallowed "it was very irritable to you", then nodded firmly and solemnly: "It must be because of this!"

"Okay then," Akashi rubbed his neck helplessly, parked his bicycle on the side of the road, and stretched out his hand to Donghua, "Go buy it."

Dong Hua put her hand into his palm obediently, followed him to the pet store, and turned her head to suggest to him in a low voice: "Number [-] is already this big, why don't you take it to be neutered sometime?"

"Tomorrow?" Action Practitioner said, already taking out his phone from his trouser pocket, "I'll make an appointment."

"So fast!" Dong Hua couldn't help but stop for a moment, her eyes widened in a daze. She wanted to give No. [-] a hint so that it wouldn't scream so...terribly on the day it went to the hospital.

"No." Akashi Seijuro put down the phone coldly, "No. [-] has indeed become more and more irritable recently. If this continues, it will not only be bad for its own health, but No. [-] may also be scratched and bitten by it."

"That, that," Dong Hua wanted to justify a few more words for number four, so that the little tomcat could finally have a few days of carefree happiness, "it's relationship with number nine is much better now, wait a few more days God, I'm going to prepare it for it..."

Unexpectedly, Akashi had already decided to "cut the decision", he turned his head and smiled at Donghua with a good temper, then shook his head mercilessly under the girl's rising hopeful gaze: "Just now, I've already made an appointment. "

Winter Flower: "..."

"How about this scratching post? Will it be big?" Akashi turned his head nonchalantly, focusing on picking the scratching post in front of him.

Dong Hua walked over with lowered eyebrows and shuffled steps, with a sad expression on her face—Number [-], don't blame me!

After they came out of the pet store, they simply and roughly threw a rather thick round cat scratching post into the front basket. At first, Fuyuka suggested that she could hold it, but Akashi Seijuro refused to let her hold it anyway. Such a heavy thing was finally stuffed into the front basket reluctantly.

The bicycle rides slowly through the streets of Kyoto, and stops at the side of the road from time to time. The skirt of the girl flutters over the wild flowers on the roadside, and the corners of the white skirt are dyed with flower juice that seems to be absent.Until dusk, the pink-orange clouds piled up in the sky like extruded mousse, and the dim and warm sunlight reflected from a distance, making the girl's clear eyeballs more moist.

"Little girl, come, your milk tea." The old woman wearing a headscarf opened the door curtain with one hand, staggered out of the back room, and looked at the red-haired boy who was sitting on the back seat of the car with a smile. The girl wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, "Is it very hot, do you want to come here and blow some air?"

"No need," Donghua poked Akashi's waist, motioning for him to take the milk tea, while leaning over and smiling at the old woman, "Thank you for your kindness."

Akashi also turned around to thank the stall owner, took the milk tea, mixed it with a straw, and fed it to her mouth: "Drink it."

"Yeah." Dong Hua took the cup of milk tea in her hands, opened her eyes while drinking, and looked at the small stall in front of her rather curiously.Colorful accessories and menus are pasted on the dark and dark wooden table, an old electric fan is hung on the low ceiling, shaking slowly, and the same old tape recorder is stuck in a corner, humming hoarsely and melodiously. melody.

After leaving the milk tea stall for a long time, Donghua gently tugged on Akashi's hem, and said slowly, "Actually, when I was young, I really, really wanted to drink the milk tea sold at this small stall."

"Huh?" Akashi said, "Why?"

"Because the students would buy it to drink," Dong Hua lowered her eyelids, staring at her toes in a daze, and said sullenly, "Even Ashi would buy it, but I don't."

"Grandpa and grandma said that eating food from small stalls is bad for my stomach, and they also said that if I go to such a place to buy food, I will be laughed at." She shook her foot, then looked at the empty milk tea cup in her hand, "But it's actually... delicious."

"Do you like it?" Akashi reached back and pressed her shoulder, "I'll bring you to buy it later."

The girl behind him didn't answer for a long time, Akashi Seijuro was about to turn his head to look in doubt, but suddenly his face was pressed against her from behind, and she hugged her waist tightly, Fuyuka's voice was unsteady, as if she was twitching Breathing, also seems to be choking: "...Dream..."

"What?" Akashi Seijuro hurriedly stopped, making a gesture to turn his head to see Fuyuka's situation.

But Dong Hua kept her head buried on his back, refusing to lift it up, hitting the boy's back with hot air through his shirt, and replied in a muffled voice, "Nothing."

I just suddenly remembered a long time ago - being led by my grandmother, I turned my head to look at the milk tea stand surrounded by children not far away, probably because I watched for too long, my grandmother bent down | body, and told me gently and sternly Speaking of great truth.

She pressed the crown of her head against the boy's back instead so the tears wouldn't wet his shirt.Whether it’s a handlebar full of snacks, or you can buy some snacks at a roadside stall, let alone being able to play on the back seat of a bicycle for a day—this is the winter flower of Xiyuan Temple that you can only stand on tiptoe with envy Tiptoes, peeping through the windows to spy on other people's lives.

But now, the back of the young man in front of him is solid and reliable, and the axle of the bicycle is spinning, rolling over the stone slabs on the ground, making a subtle and monotonous sound, which always makes people feel "ah, maybe life can be so dull and happy."

Probably, it is really possible to live in such a plain and happy way.

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