[net king] light as fleeting

"Is it cold?" Atobe stopped and pulled him into his arms, wrapping his coat around Fujiwara Ri's petite body, "Is it better now?"

Fujiwara rubbed against Atobe's chest, and the voice came out from under the coat a little muffled, "Yeah. It's much warmer."

Holding Fujiwara Ri in one hand, Atobe took a flashlight to shine on the mountain not far away, estimating the remaining distance.Raising the watch in his hand and looking at it for a while, Atobe felt that Fujiwara Ri should recover some strength before continuing to walk.

Fujiwara Ri also knew that the top of the mountain was not far away, so she stopped on the mountain ladder to rest, so she might as well insist on going to the top of the mountain to rest for a while.The little face rubbed against Atobe's clothes a few times again, the body retreated from Atobe, and said softly: "Let's continue walking."

Atobe held a flashlight and carefully illuminated the road under his feet, holding Fujiwara tightly with his left hand, for fear that she would have an accident.

"Don't let go, follow me." Atobe turned around to remind every few minutes, and Fujiwara Ri had no choice but to nod vigorously to show his assurance.

The two of them walked slowly, and the original ten-minute journey took more than 20 minutes.Looking at the flat ground, Fujiwara Ri jumped a few times faster, and was blown by the night wind, and sneezed involuntarily.

"Come here." Atobe took out the bread and milk bought at the convenience store from the bag and handed them to Fujiwara Ri.The latter trotted to his side quickly, sat down, took the bread, and gnawed at it bit by bit.

"Are we just going here to eat?" Fujiwara Ri ate half of the bread and couldn't eat it.Putting the bread back into the bag, he picked up the bag containing things and put it on the other side, and leaned against Atobe's body: "It's a bit cold."

"Weren't you still alive and kicking just now?" Atobe raised his big hand and took him into his arms.

"Different."

Fujiwara Ri couldn't do it for a while, but kept looking at the fireworks in the bag.Atobe deliberately pretended to be ignorant, to whet her appetite.

"I want to set off fireworks." Fujiwara Ri tugged at Atobe's sleeves, her head kept arching against Atobe's chest, trying to break free from the arms around her waist.

Atobe waited for Fujiwara Li to ask him personally before he was willing to let go of his arm.After being freed, Fujiwara Ri tore off the bag on one side, found the matchbox and fireworks, got up and walked two steps away, and squatted on the ground to unpack the bag.

Fujiwara lit the little fairy wand, and looked down at the gradually burning fireworks in her hand seriously.The originally bright eyes began to dim, and Atobe stood silently behind her, watching her entertain herself.

Just after the fireworks in his hand were ignited, Fujiwara Ri wanted to go to the bag to get another one out.A white snowflake slowly fell on the back of her hand, attracting her full attention.

She looked up to see that the dark sky was full of snowflakes, large and small, and she stretched out her hand to catch them. A few small snowflakes landed in her palm, and after a while they were melted into snow by the temperature of her palm: "It's snowing gone."

"Stop playing." Atobe held up the umbrella, pulled up Fujiwara Ri who was squatting on the ground, and hugged her from behind.Warm palms wrapped her frozen hands and put them into the two pockets of his jacket together.

"Are we just here to watch the snow fall?" Fujiwara Ri tilted his head back and smiled happily at Atobe.Seriously staring at Atobe's eyebrows for a while, then commented after a while: "You are so pretty."

"I know this myself." Atobe pressed his hand on the back of Fujiwara Ri's head, making her lower her head to look at the snow scene in front of her: "It's good to look at it like this. Isn't it cold to look up?"

"It's very warm, not cold at all." The hand had just returned to warmth, and Fujiwara immediately stretched it out of Atobe's pocket, and stretched out his hand again to play with Snowflakes.Watching the snowflakes falling in the sky one after another, slowly falling to the feet, covering the ground little by little.

"Shall we build a snowman?" Fujiwara Ri thought on a whim.

"This little snow is not enough."

"Oh, it's a little itchy." Fujiwara Ri struggled a few times in Atobe's arms, a little unaccustomed to the weight Atobe put on her shoulders.Especially the scorching breath that sprayed against her ears when he breathed.

The right hand, whose fingers were stiff from the cold from the snowflakes, was brought back by Atobe and put into his pocket to keep warm.Fujiwara Ri secretly stretched out her left hand to continue. She didn't hear Atobe's stop, so she dared to raise her hand blatantly, took some snowflakes in her hand, turned her head and put her hand on Atobe's cheek: "Is it cold?"

Atobe pulled her hand down, let Fujiwara stick it on her exposed neck, felt the petite body in his arms tremble, squeezed hard into his arms a few times, and asked deliberately: "Is it cold?"

"Cold." Fujiwara Ri replied honestly, angrily retracted her left hand, and slipped it back into the pocket of Atobe's jacket.

Atobe stopped playing with her, took out his phone, and turned on the screen.Glancing at the time on the screen, he suddenly said, "It's almost there."

"What's the matter?" Losing Atobe's embrace, Fujiwara Ri shivered from the cold, but she still gritted her teeth and endured it.

Atobe glanced at Fujiwara Ri's neck pointingly: "Where's the necklace I gave you?"

Hearing Atobe's words, Fujiwara Ri habitually stretched her hand towards her neck.It was only when her cold fingers touched her warm skin that she remembered that she had taken off the necklace a few days ago.

"I put it in my pocket." Fujiwara Ri, who lowered his head to hold the necklace, didn't notice the flicker in Atobe's eyes, mixed with helpless and doting emotions.

Holding the silver-gray necklace in the palm of his hand, it felt icy cold.Fujiwara Ri lightly placed the necklace on Atobe's open palm.

Atobe carefully turned the ring in the middle of the necklace while observing.After studying for a while, I started to disassemble it.Fujiwara always thought that the rotatable ring in the middle was just for decoration, but at this time it turned into a pair of rings of different sizes in Atobe's hands.

Fujiwara Ri stood there dumbfounded, watching Atobe take her right hand and put a small ring of just the right size on her middle finger.Under her stunned gaze, he went around behind her, put the necklace back on her neck for her, and said in a deep voice, "Don't take it off."

"My uncle fell in love with a stupid woman. I was so stupid that I didn't find out the secret after giving gifts for so long. Even after hearing the words that my uncle would spoil her forever, I still stubbornly wanted to rely on my own efforts. To be able to stand by my side."

"Do you know who that idiot is?"

At some point, the flurry of snowflakes stopped.The rising sun slowly rose, and the slightly warm golden light illuminated half of Atobe's side face, making the already handsome facial features even more perfect.

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When Fujiwara Ri and Atobe returned to Tokyo by car, they no longer just stared at the scenery outside the window.Realization occasionally stayed on her and Atobe's right hand, looking back and forth.Pursing her lips, she didn't say anything, and turned her gaze out of the window again.

By the time the two stood outside the gate of Atobe's house, the sky had already completely darkened.The big hollow black iron gate slowly opened to both sides, and Fujiwara Ri carefully followed Atobe, always feeling a little weird about the Atobe family who didn't even have a single figure.

Just when Fujiwara Ri followed Atobe into the hall with doubts. There was the sound of a 'bang bang' salute, and colorful sequined papers were thrown towards them.She was so frightened that she took a small step back and subconsciously grabbed Atobe's wrist.

"Happy New Year's Eve~"

"Stupid Ri, Happy New Year's Eve." Sakurai Azusa was wearing a red Santa hat, with a long white beard stuck to his face, dressed as Santa Claus, and rushed towards Fujiwara Ri, circling around with his arms around Fujiwara Rihara.

The main players of the tennis club came out one after another from behind the door, the pillars, and the sofa.Everyone held a few small salutes in their hands, vying to be the first to pull the tow rope of the salute.

Colorful ribbons were sprinkled on Atobe and Fujiwara Ri's hair and clothes. Fujiwara Ri waited until Sakurai Azusa stopped and circled before staggering, and replied in a daze, "Happy New Year's Eve."

"Are you hungry? Let's eat rice cakes first." Azusa Sakurai made a gesture to drag Fujiwara Ri to the dining room, but she just took two steps and then retreated: "Where is the meal?"

Focusing on the layout of the living room, Fujiwara Ri heard Sakurai Azusa's question and pointed to the road next to the stairs: "There, then go straight and turn left."

"Come back later, let's eat fried rice cakes first."

"it is good."

"I want it too, I want it too!" As soon as food was mentioned, Xiang Ri and Cilang came over at the same time, and the four foodies marched towards the dining room in a united front.

On the long table in the dining room, when a group of them arrived, steaming food had already been placed.The butler of the Atobe family was standing aside, smiling gently: "Masters and misses have already prepared delicious food."

"Thank you butler."

The butler Atobe politely said no thanks, his eyes just skipped the ring on Fujiwara Ri's hand, and subconsciously looked at Atobe who had already sat down, and sure enough, his young master also wore a ring of the same style on his hand.

The young master of his family moved quickly, he was on a par with the old master back then.The steward Atobe nodded, looking at Atobe with obvious appreciation.

After dinner, the group gathered outside the hall door, staring at the four undecorated Christmas trees.

"How to distribute?" Sakurai Azusa stood under the tree and walked around, studying for a long time before asking the silent crowd.

"Should we have an average number of people?" Feng whispered a suggestion.

Xiang Ri counted the number of people and refuted his opinion: "No, there is one more person."

"Why not, I'll be the referee, you guys go to decorate." Sakurai Azusa walked to the stairs outside the hall and drove everyone down, but she sat down directly on the second step and waved her hand : "Find a partner by yourself."

Everyone glanced at each other, and avoided Atobe and Fujiwara Ri very wisely.The other six people stood together, looked at each other a few times, and dispersed without even discussing.

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