[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

"Atobe-senpai, I'm really sorry, I already made an appointment with Akashi-senpai."

"Atobe-senpai, thank you for your kindness, but Seijuro-senpai said he would come to pick me up."

"Senior Atobe, thank you for your help last time. Seijuro and I would like to invite you to dinner together. I wonder if I will disturb you?"

……

"Senior Atobe, tomorrow is my engagement banquet with Ah Zheng. I would like to invite you to come with my uncle and aunt. Do you have time?"

The girl in front of him had a gentle smile on her face, and her long pale golden hair seemed to be shining brightly under the shattered sunlight, but somehow it made him feel a little scorching.

Atobe Keigo pinched the hand hanging by his side without a trace, he raised his hand indifferently and touched the tear mole under his right eye, almost unable to maintain the usual proud expression on Jun's face.

"Really? Congratulations."

Atobe Keigo turned his face sideways, and the delicate silhouette of the young man looked a little psychedelic under the dazzling sunlight.

Habitually raised his chin, obviously his heart was in turmoil, but the boy's face didn't show at all, his picturesque eyebrows remained open, "Ah, I know."

He has always been used to pretending not to care and pay attention to the back of the girl who turned and left, but this time he couldn't help turning his back first.

Something seemed to have sunk into the dark blue eyes, which were dark.

The boy with short purple-gray hair waved his hand pretending not to care, and his clear voice was still gorgeous, "There is still something to do in the tennis club, so I will leave first."

……

"Kiss one! Kiss one!"

Even though it is an engagement banquet of the upper class, the excited booing and whistles of young people are indispensable anyway.

Atobe Keigo looked up at Mochizuki Huali who was being half-armed by the short-haired pink-haired boy at the moment.

The girl was wearing an elegant and sweet light cherry-colored tube top dress, with a gentle smile like water blooming on her delicate face all the time, her light golden long hair that was originally scattered behind her like a waterfall was delicately pulled up, revealing her beautiful appearance. The snow-white shoulders further complement the gentleness and beauty of the girl.

After drinking a glass of wine abruptly, Atobe Jingwu stared directly at the unmarried couple who were in the center of focus with dark blue phoenix eyes, unconsciously clenched the thin goblet in his hand.

"Jingwu..."

The worried voice of his father came from his ears, and Keigo Atobe rang again to instruct the waiter to fill up the wine glass. The young man tried his best to suppress his almost defeated emotions, but he still tried his best to raise his proud chin, "Father, are you worried?" What, my uncle said it's all right."

But son, you don't look normal at all...

Atobe Shinichi sighed, and looked helplessly at his wife who was also standing beside him silently.

Atobe Riho shook her head slightly with a silent expression, although when she looked at her son who had always made her so proud, there was a hint of worry and distress in her eyes that could not be restrained.

After drinking another glass of cool wine, Keigo Atobe gradually looked at the girl with misty eyes.

In fact, he knew that he shouldn't have come, but he still came here like a masochist. He watched helplessly that the girl who had always been in his heart turned and fell into the arms of others, but his fiancé should be him but not him.

It would be great if...he hadn't divorced at the beginning.

Atobe Keigo raised his head and drank another glass of wine. The boy's originally clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of indistinct mist. He should be the one standing next to the girl at this moment...

The young man's slender figure staggered forward slightly, leaning on the edge of the table with his hands empty, he lowered his eyes, the slightly messy hair on his forehead just covered his cold and self-deprecating expression.

If he had known that he would fall in love and sink so irresistibly now, he would never have divorced at the beginning.

It's a pity... there are never ifs in the world.

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"Senior Atobe..."

The whole body was tightly held by the boy in his arms, almost breathless, Mochizuki Huali couldn't help but struggled a little.

"...Don't call me the senior of the Jibu."

Atobe Keigo buried his somewhat bewildered head directly into the soft neck of the girl in his arms, and took a deep breath of the sweet mint aroma from her body, and his always gorgeous voice was quite dull.

Mochizuki Huali's body trembled slightly, only to feel that along with the voice of Atobe Keigo's opening, there was clearly a scorching breath spraying on her bare neck finely and densely.

...It's just too ambiguous.

The girl couldn't help but frowned, and intensified her resistance with some resistance, "Senior Atobe, please let me go first."

Standing aside, Shinichi Atobe was also a little stunned, and quickly coughed and stepped forward, "King Wu, how are you feeling? Let go of the little girl first."

"..." As if he realized what he had done in embarrassment, Atobe Keigo's body stiffened reflexively, and the arm that was holding the girl forcibly loosened unconsciously, and Mochizuki Huali took the opportunity to push him away. broke free.

Getting up and standing a little away, Mochizukihuali used her hands to smooth out the wrinkled Bingdi school uniform on her body, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and she couldn't tell if she was ashamed or angry.

The main candidates of the tennis club are watching their hearts, not to mention that Uncle Zijibu and Mochizuki are here at this moment, even if they are making jokes about the Jibu on weekdays, they are at the risk of being shattered by the rondo , It's better not to touch this mold now.

The whole ward was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly.

Fortunately, Dean Mizuno came with his assistant soon, and the almost stagnant atmosphere in the room was temporarily relieved.

"Master Atobe, how do you feel?"

Dean Mizuno came here for a series of physical examinations, and observed Keigo Shimotobe's obviously normal face. He breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and asked in a relaxed tone.

"Ah, my uncle feels fine."

The slender fingertips subconsciously tapped the tear mole under the right eye, and Keigo Atobe's entire gaze fell on the girl involuntarily. In fact, he still faintly felt his head swell due to an inexplicably extra memory in his mind.

"That's good, it looks like your complexion has improved a lot."

Dean Mizuno smiled kindly, "I will do some simple physical examinations later, if there are no major problems, I believe Master Atobe will be discharged from the hospital soon."

"President Mizuno, please." Shinichi Atobe finally felt relieved.

Dean Mizuno quickly waved his hands without taking credit, and said with a smile, "Where is this? This is what the hospital should do. Mr. Atobe is really too polite."