Peach Blossom Debt

High school was rosy—maybe.

In 2004, Bingdi High School ushered in new students from the middle school.

In the season when the pink and white cherry blossoms are blooming, the weather is clear and the sun is shining brightly. The beginning of this high school is full of youthful atmosphere, and even the air is particularly fresh and jumps at the tip of the nose.

It's just that the seniors in the high school never imagined that they would usher in the most turbulent period in the history of Bingdi High School.

Because the king and the queen of the ice emperor came.

When he was in middle school, Ninzu Yushi once joked that the king and the latter two would be invincible if they cooperated, but if they confronted each other, they might catch fire at the city gate and damage the fish pond.

But he didn't know at the time that he would be a prophecy.

The king and queen went to war in high school.

The scene vigorously deduces an extreme youth.

From the ranking of excellent grades in academic performance, to the competition for the president of the student union, to the display of the results of various tasks... If Keigo Atobe leads the equestrian club to win the first place in the country, Bei Guran will guide the archery club to win the first prize in the country. No. [-] in the country, if Kita Guran wins the championship in the youth national competition of the billiard club in person, Atobe Keigo will take part in the competition and lead the judo club to the national championship. Calligraphy works are bound to show their style...

The king and the queen seem to be fighting each other.

No one is willing to take a step back. Although they are all struggling in different fields, everyone can see that they are just competing with each other.

It has nothing to do with anyone, it has nothing to do with any competition, they are just trying to suppress each other's arrogance.

But in the end, no one beat the other, only applause, and everyone from the Ice Emperor High School cheered for the glory their king and queen had achieved.

"...But it's probably unique to have a relationship like this." Ninzu Yushi's eyes were full of smiles, and his tone was teasing.

Tennis princes who have advanced to high school will more or less talk about their ministers and ministers' wives when they have dinner in the restaurant-their ministers are absent from the tennis department dinner anyway.

To be precise, often absent.

It wasn't until high school that they realized what it means to be inseparable while arguing and falling in love.

It's not that Keigo Atobe doesn't want to have dinner with them, but everyone in the tennis club agrees that their ministers and ministers' wives are so brilliant that their eyes will be blinded sooner or later if no one else is around.

"Every time I listen to them discussing something, it's full of gunpowder, although it's not always like this." Xiang Riyue said while gesturing on the cake with a fork.

"It's right to be terrified." Shishido Ryo said with a curl of his lips.

"But every time the plan is unexpectedly perfect, isn't it?" Qian Yushang said with a faint smile, "Anyway, they enjoy it, and the school can't wait for them to quarrel. The more intense their arguments, the more perfect the results will be Wonderful, no one in the Ice Empress will dissatisfy our king and queen."

"It should be said that the relationship between the king and the queen should be different." Ma Cangruo at the next table held a plate of creme brulee and complained, "Looking at their discussion, it makes people think that the conference room is going to be demolished. And every sentence is only half spoken, and the topic jumps faster than jumping off a building."

"This is called a unique show of affection, and the dialogue with high IQ is seamless." Watanabe said lazily leaning on the back of the chair.

"Are you complaining about your low IQ?" Asakang Ruo bit his spoon and mercilessly complained about Watanabe Yumi.

"Do you need to be so aggressive..." Watanabe felt a little helpless.

Asakura looked at Yumi Watanabe with a smile, "My pleasure."

"I thought Ah Bei wouldn't do such a troublesome thing." Akutagawa Jirou yawned and said in a daze, obviously looking sleepy after waking up.

"If you don't sing, you're already a blockbuster." Watanabe Yumi reached out and patted Akutagawa Jirou's shoulder, his eyes full of surprise, "Sharp evaluation, our queen is really not in the mood to do such thankless things."

"So it can be guessed that they probably had an agreement before and they were competing." Yuji Ninzu raised his eyebrows and guessed, "It's not strange for couples to have some fun."

"You seem to understand it very well, Yushi." Xiang Riyue winked at Ninzu Yushi narrowly.

Shinobu Yushi raised his eyebrows unaffected, "Does Yueren want to know too? Yueren has reached the age to have a girlfriend." He deliberately teased Xiang Hiyueren with an elder attitude.

Xiang Riyue waved his hand quickly, "Hey, don't talk about me."

Watanabe Yumi glanced at Ninzu Yuuji and shrugged.In terms of high IQ, this Kansai wolf who is a military strategist in the Ice Emperor Tennis Department is also a guy with an excellent IQ.He has always been able to do a job with ease in interpersonal communication, and he has never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers. Although he looks romantic and passionate, he has never had any adverse rumors, and he is definitely not a philandering person.

Ice Emperor was originally a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

As for the king and queen standing on the top of the Ice Emperor—neither to be said, Keigo Atobe, Bei Guran has also proved step by step that her queen status is well-deserved.

Maybe Keigo Atobe did it on purpose.

Watanabe Yumi suddenly thought of the rivalry between Wang and later in high school. Although Kita Guran liked to compete with Atobe Keigo and would not lose in anything, but the same, as Akutagawa Jiro said, Kitaguran's various People who find it troublesome don't do this kind of thing on purpose.

Maybe it was Keigo Atobe's intention, or maybe it was Bei Guran who acquiesced to become the queen.

That's why Ice Emperor High School will become their arena.

With such a strong leader, and under the rule of the Ice Emperor's law of the jungle, almost all the students of the Ice Emperor in these years are running forward.

Watanabe Yumi was stirring a glass of fruit juice, and the corner of his mouth twitched lazily.

Is Bei Guran compromising because of love?

It's really bad, when he also has such a habit of analyzing everything in sevens and eighties.

Isn't high school supposed to be rose red?

Watanabe Yumi slightly raised his head to look at the golden sunlight pouring down from the window, and narrowed his eyes involuntarily.

Such a struggling youth is a bit too dazzling.

There is really no way... who told them to have such a king and queen.

The Bingdi student cafeteria is not noisy, but there are always small voices discussing their king and queen, like bees buzzing.

At this moment, the center of their topic—the emperor and queen of the Ice Empress—is approving a new plan in the student union office, and apart from the sound of pages flipping and pens scratching on paper, only the two of them are silent and long breathe.

Bei Guran glanced at a pile of documents, pushed them aside, and leaned back.

A glass of boiled water happened to be handed to her, and Bei Guran took the glass without looking up, took a sip and put it on the table, "The budget for this project is less."

Keigo Atobe was standing on the edge of the table, leaning against the edge of the table, he leaned slightly and looked at the planning document, and just glanced at it, "The head of this club is new, and it is the first time that he is naturally I won’t write too high a budget.” After speaking, he straightened up and walked to the window, “You can add it as you see.”

The sunlight outside the window cast his shadow on the ground.

Bei Guran lowered her head, and her hair drooped down. She reached out and flicked it, and revised the budget on the plan.

The swivel chair she was sitting in was turned suddenly, and the pen fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Bei Guran remained expressionless, and let Atobe Jingwu turn the chair around. He leaned over and rested his palms on the back of the chair, "You seem to have not exercised for a week, Bei Guran." The heat of his breath drifted away. She is very close.

Bei Guran raised his eyes slightly, and met those sharp phoenix eyes, "Master Atobe, why don't you try to demonstrate to me while changing the file?"

"Are you sure you really want to ignore the main point of what I said, huh?" Keigo Atobe raised his lips.

Bei Guran was silent for a moment, then narrowed her eyes, "Well, sure." She said calmly.

"North Guran." Atobe Keigo called her softly.

"Huh?" Bei Guran responded.

Atobe Keigo suddenly clasped her chin with one hand and kissed her. Although the eyebrows and eyes were always sharp, the kiss was very quiet and gentle. The warm kiss was more heart-pounding and scorching than the sunlight outside the window.

Breathing seemed to become a little hot.

Bei Guran frowned slightly, the prolonged breathlessness made her a little uncomfortable.

She reached out and pushed Keigo Atobe's chest, but it seemed that Keigo Atobe didn't intend to just let her go.

Breathing is a little short.

Atobe Keigo raised the corners of his lips, his chest vibrated, and there was a muffled laugh.

Immediately, Bei Guran bit down calmly, and Keigo Atobe took a deep breath, and although it was not enough to bite her, he still let him loose her.He reached out and wiped the corners of her lips, which were rosy, and maybe a little numb, which was different from her usual cold and indifferent face, and also different from her face when she argued with him without changing her face.

She is breathing slowly.

"..." Atobe Keigo looked down at her, without any anger on his face.

If she was obedient, she wouldn't be Bei Guran.

Of course, his pleasure lies in making her obedient a few times now and then.

Atobe Jingwu suddenly stretched out his hand to hug her, caught off guard, and the speed was so fast that Bei Guran couldn't react, so he had to reach out and hook her around his neck.She yawned frankly, not at all like a girl who should be red-faced in a man's arms.

"Very tired." Bei Guran said calmly.

"Two hours." Keigo Atobe carried her outside, which didn't seem to be particularly strenuous for him.

"One hour." Bei Guran bargained with Atobe Keigo indifferently.

Keigo Atobe glanced coldly at the students who were running past like a terrified rabbit, and walked straight to the tennis court without paying attention, "One and a half hours." He thought for a while and said.

Bei Guran frowned again, shortening the time even further, "Half an hour."

"Or you walk back by yourself?" Atobe Keigo said with raised eyebrows.

"One hour." Bei Guran thought for a few seconds.

"Deal." Keigo Atobe stopped and put her down, "Go change clothes, I don't need to remind you which tennis court it is, huh?" He raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately.

"Walk slowly." Bei Guran waved his hand casually.

Atobe Keigo turned and walked in the other direction.

Soon Bei Guran changed into his tennis uniform, and walked onto the tennis court with a tennis racket.

From the tennis court came the sound of tennis balls hitting the walls.

Bei Guran tilted his head, and stood lazily against the wall of the tennis court. His eyes fell on the tall and straight boy, playing tennis with quick and elegant movements.She seemed to think about it for a while, and looked at the tennis racket in her hand.

To be honest, she really doesn't like sports, and she doesn't like tennis, which will definitely sweat if you exercise a lot.

It's like she doesn't like to do troublesome things.

She tugged at the string on the tennis racket to straighten it.

Is this a compromise?

Qian Yushang seemed to ask her that.

Keigo Atobe, who was practicing alone against the wall, raised his arm and hit the small tennis ball against the wall with one last swing, and the tennis ball bounced back into his hand.He turned around to look at Bei Guran who walked into the tennis court at a tortoise speed, "I don't intend to count the time spent loitering in one and a half hours, Bei Guran."

"I think Master Atobe's timekeeping method must be unique and gorgeous." Bei Guran raised his eyebrows, his tone half teasing.

She said and walked slowly towards the other side of the field.

Running on the court is probably something that Bei Guran has never thought about, and one can imagine how shocked everyone in Taohuafan was when they saw this scene for the first time.However, according to Atobe Keigo's words, Bei Guran's sports waste materials are all made by herself.Although she has been dragged and trained for so long, she still runs with the ball, and her shots are so weak that Keigo Atobe can't wait to help her, but she is definitely not incapable of participating in sports.

But to be honest, Bei Guran's body was as stiff and difficult to turn as a rusted gear that had forgotten to be oiled.

One hour.

Bei Guran was on time - her intuition was more accurate than the timer - she stopped to pant for breath, "One hour." She said coldly, her face was flushed after exercise.

Atobe Keigo pressed his forehead, let the tennis ball hit the ground, and habitually strode towards Bei Guran.

"Bei Guran, if you exercise for a minute longer, you will die?" His sharp eyes glanced at her, his tone was cold, but he reached out to hug her just in time before she fell limply to the ground.

"No." Bei Guran leaned on him and said frankly, as if he didn't want to make any effort, and didn't even bother to stand up.

"Stand still." Keigo Atobe finally exhaled softly and said.Although he played tennis with her for an hour, this amount of exercise was not enough to warm him up, and his voice was slightly deep and pleasant.

Bei Guran raised his eyes, but still stood still.

Atobe Keigo squatted down and quickly tied her loose shoelaces.

Short purple-gray hair, dark blue phoenix eyes, delicate face and sharp eyes, good bearing, good ability, good personality, these are not the most important.

The afternoon sun was still dazzling, but not as dazzling as the curvature of the boy's back when he squatted halfway.

Is this her compromise?

Bei Guran remembered Qian Yushang asking her with a smile.

Probably not.

Bei Guran thought.

Maybe there are many outstanding boys in the world, maybe there are many perfect and rich boys in the world, and there will also be boys like Keigo Atobe who wear loose and ordinary sweatshirts with luxurious temperament.In her short life, she has also met countless outstanding teenagers, and there may be other teenagers who can tie her shoelaces for her.

However, Keigo Atobe has only this one.

She probably didn't compromise with anything, not with love or emotional emotions, let alone with Keigo Atobe.

"What are you thinking, I'm going back." Keigo Atobe nodded her eyebrows, "Didn't you say you wanted creme brulee in the morning?"

"Too lazy to go." Bei Guran's lips curved slightly.

Atobe Keigo stared at her for a while, as if resisting the urge to throw her out.Bei Guran's face remained unchanged, and he looked back calmly.He finally shoved his tennis racket into her hand, draped the sports coat over her, told her to dress, and squatted down with his back to her. "Bei Guran, you will die of fat sooner or later." Keigo Atobe said deliberately in a bad tone.

Bei Guran's smile was very faint, and he leaned on his back, retorting unhurriedly: "Master Atobe, you must pay for insult to personality."

Atobe Keigo snorted softly, carried her on his back and walked outside and said, "People have the right to free speech, I'm just stating the facts, or do you think you don't have enough money to cheat me?"

"Master Atobe, if you can't memorize it, tell me earlier." Bei Guran raised his eyebrows, "I can still afford to hire a coach to tailor a training package for Master Atobe."

Atobe Keigo's face turned slightly dark.

Bei Guran rolled his eyes happily.

"Keigo Atobe." Bei Guran called him softly, resting his head on his neck.

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe stopped and turned around.

Bei Guran hugged his neck and approached Keigo Atobe, and kissed his lips lightly when he turned his head. It was cold and gentle, and the curve of the lips was beautiful.

Atobe Keigo finally laughed, "Hey, Bei Guran, you are cheating."

"Master Atobe ran away just now, so it's fair." Bei Guran said indifferently.

The war between king and queen is not over, at least not for now.

Although it was a little troublesome, she didn't like trouble.

Bei Guran leaned against Atobe Keigo and closed his eyes.

Probably not a compromise.

She's just trying to do something she hasn't done before.

The so-called belief in love is not to believe that love will bring beauty to each other's lives, but because of liking and out of love, both parties are willing to make efforts to create a future that belongs to them and water a plant of their love.From the beginning to the end is not something that two people can do just by believing.

So, they are all the same, never compromised with anything, anyone, any emotion.

They confront each other, they compromise with each other, they are inseparable, they can do for each other what they cannot for others, and those things should be shocking but not shocking.

It's just because Bei Guran wants to go to a future, a future with Keigo Atobe.

It's just because, to her, there is only one Keigo Atobe.

It's just because Keigo Atobe wants to win a future with Bei Guran.

It's just because Bei Guran is his unique scabbard.