Falling in love with straight men

The leaves outside the window shed the tears of last night, the dawn sun wiped away the traces, and a new breath is breathing.

When more and more sunlight passes through the atmosphere, those who are asleep are still asleep, and those who wake up have already left home in a hurry with the lingering aftertaste of last night.

The bed beside him was as cold as usual, only a pit was left to show that a person had slept here, Asakura Minami put his outstretched hand on his side with a hazy hesitation.

I haven't asked anything yet... Forget it, I'll ask next time.

After sending Yiko a safety email, Asakura Minami was a little bored, and the feeling of being taken care of was becoming more and more obvious.

Obviously I said before that I raised Yanjun...

In the fairy tale, the Rapunzel escaped from the tower, but the boy imprisoned in this house lived a life of shambles.

A road has countless forks, and the ends of these branches may be the same or different. Those who make choices only need to have a clear conscience.

Miss Qingmei, who received Zhuma Junping's letter, wandered around the room anxiously, and impatient Yizi wanted to scratch herself into a chicken coop, but finally restrained this stupid idea.

Damn Xiaonan!It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry!

Hey... Mom is here to investigate, how can I fool around? !

"So, you lost Nan Jun." Mie Kosaka put down the teacup made of white porcelain calmly, and spoke at a gentle speed.

Miss Qingmei pointed her fingers together, "That's not it either...Xiao Nan will go on her own..."

Weakly explaining was interrupted by the woman, "You still helped him hide it, Ai Chuan said you asked for leave for Nanjun, mother's memorial day? Huh?"

The beautiful up-tuned voice made the girl shiver. The woman looked at her clumsy lying daughter with a half-smile, and nodded falsely from time to time.

"... That's it. Xiao Nan suddenly wanted to travel, so I came up with this idea, that's right."

Ms. Qingmei nodded affirmatively as she spoke more and more smoothly, as if the dwarf she had just now did not exist.

Kosaka Mie didn't expose her daughter's clumsy lies. Although she was worried about Nan, but seeing her daughter's reaction...Nan should be fine, otherwise Yiko would not help Nan.

The woman frowned delicately, and the crisp sound of cups and saucers touching each other reminded Kosaka Mie of something suddenly.

"...I see. When Nan Song comes back and tells him to go directly to what he wants to do, I don't have to worry about the work here."

Miss Ome, who finally achieved her goal, was greatly relieved, and Yiko's eyes lit up after hearing the following words.

Ah... then can I also...

"Yiko, you can also settle Nan's share, after all, it's a bad tradition."

Do you want to be so cruel? !

Minami Asakura, who has been waiting for an opportunity to talk to Kaneki, rarely finds an opportunity. Recently, I don't know why Ken-kun is busy later than usual.

After making up his mind, Asakura Minami drank a large bottle of coffee and waited for the male god who was becoming more and more bad.

Recently, the male god doesn't have much time to read books. Sure enough, the dream of youth is so fragile.

The purple-haired girl held a small whiteboard and looked curiously at the young man who was writing something.

[What are you doing, can you tell me? ]

Kaneki, still black-haired, touched his nose embarrassedly and replied: "I'm writing some thoughts that popped up, probably something like a diary."

[Oh, is Yan-jun going to publish it in the future?Be a writer or something? ]

"Probably, I really want to be a writer like Izumi Takatsuki."

[Although Dongzi doesn't understand much, Yanjun's book will definitely be read! ^_^]

"it is good."

The young man's shy smile flashed across Qian Cangnan's mind, and thinking about the current male god, Qian Cangnan could only say that time is a butcher's knife.

In the living room, Chushi pulled her clothes and feet and asked, "Isn't elder brother going back to sleep? Are you waiting for Brother Jinmu to come back?"

Asakura Minami nodded, "Hinako go back to sleep first, I'll wait for Ken-kun to come back."

Under the powerful effect of caffeine, Asakura Minami sat alone in the living room looking at her laptop full of energy. Fortunately, she sent a safety letter before the internet was disconnected, otherwise I don't know how anxious she would be.

Playing the stand-alone game that Kaneki specially downloaded, Asakura Minami was busy killing the time before Kaneki came back.

With the sound of small footsteps, Kaneki and his team hurried back, and the day's work came to an end.

The person behind him, Kaneki, with a dark face, carried Asakura Minami, who was completely unknown, back to the room upstairs, and all the younger brothers held back their laughter until the young man went upstairs before laughing loudly.

"Today is another beautiful day," Wan Zhang scratched his head and said nonsense, "I hope they move a little less, Chushi is still young."

The two upstairs were surprisingly quiet, Minami Asakura twisted his hands uneasily, as if he had stepped on a thunder point that he didn't know about.

Yanjun is not happy, but I don't know the reason.

Habits have actually become a part of nature, and when Jinmu thought of this sentence, he habitually said in a warm voice: "Let's rest."

Nan... is really a weakness.

However, he doesn't hate it.

"... Is that Yan-kun angry with me?" Asakura Minami murmured.

After a moment of silence, the young man lowered his head and gently wrapped his arms around the young man, "I'm not angry with Nan, but don't wait for me in the living room after Nan, I don't want you to have too much contact with...others."

The strange pause in the words did not attract Asakura Minami's attention, knowing that the young man was not angry was enough to make Asakura Minami happy.

"Hey, Mr. Yan has been unable to find time to ask you something, so I waited for Mr. Yan on purpose."

Jin Mu put his hands on the boy's head and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Is that useful? It's the white thing, I gave it to Yanjun."

The young man slowly shook his head as he recalled the taste of paste that he had tasted at that time.

"That's it..." Minami Asakura, who was hit by the blow, muttered in a low voice, dejectedly, and it turned out that ghouls and evolutionaries said differently.

"It's okay, Nan doesn't need to worry too much." Putting his chin on the top of the boy's drooping head, Kaneki patted Asakura Minami on the back and said softly.

The young man didn't say anything about the grass-flavored rice he tasted later. Nan didn't need to know some things. The more he knew, the more dangerous it would be. It was enough for him to know.

Something that smells bad but tastes pretty good, like durian or nan.

The smell of wood is irresistible, once the skin is bitten, the bright red flesh touches the taste buds, it is sweet and crazy.

This is a secret that will never be revealed, Kaneki thought silently.

Winter passed and spring came, and the new semester began. Yizi returned to school to become a candidate for this year, while Asakura Minami took Kaneki Ken who had a rare half-day free to enjoy the poignant cherry blossoms in the dead of night.

The romance of sacrificing sleep time is an adjustment to Kaneki's boring life. His wife must always be satisfied, which is the husband's duty.

"Five centimeters per second..." The young man took a pink petal from the young man's head, and said casually in a soft arc under the moonlight.

"It's the speed at which the petals fall." Asakura Minami received, two dimples emerged, which were particularly attractive under the silver light.

Kaneki kissed the dimple twice, and the rosy-cheeked young man pecked jerkyly at the young man's lips.

My love for you is also increasing every second, probably more than five centimeters per second...

At this moment, the years are quiet and the still water runs deep.

Tranquility will always be broken by the naughty boy that layer of fragile glass, Asakura Minami smells the blood that can turn into substance.

With white hair and a terrifying mask, this was the only time Kaneki appeared in front of Asakura Minami without any disguise.

"South."

"……Um?"

"Afraid?"

"A little……"

"come over."

The hoarse voice gave the order, and Minami Asakura carefully touched his fingertips that were sticky with an inexplicable liquid.

The exchanged hands made the face under the mask of the white-haired young man smile happily, and the exaggerated mask attached to his face was slightly upturned, showing a crazy smiling face.

The young man didn't see this scene, and Asakura Minami, who was sometimes very sluggish, stared straight at Kaneki's hand in a daze.

"Are you still afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

"I won't hurt Nan."

"Ah."

The sound of rushing water in the bathroom was mixed with ambiguous panting sounds, and the sweat that was born of passion fell down as the water drops fell.

There was a shocking rip on the naked back of the young man, but he didn't care, he buried himself in the hot body and enjoyed the ultimate pleasure.

"Accept me, Nan..."

After the passion, the young man who completely lost consciousness fell powerlessly into Kaneki's arms, and the little stars spreading down from his neck made the young man caress nostalgicly.

Attacking the heart is the top, attacking the city is the bottom.

Coercion can only work in a short time, but seeking temptation is the best way.

With five fingers stuck on the young man's delicate neck, the young man opened his free hand, and his slightly narrowed eyes leaned against the young man as if he could not see anything through reality.

Ms. A...

Killed all the members of the entire ghoul restaurant, and finally found you.

It's a pity that you escaped.

It's almost there, Nan wait.

Gently drying the boy's hair and covering the quilt, Kaneki casually bandaged the wound and lay on the bed with the boy in his arms.

I lost my temper today, but the result is not bad, don't you think, Nan?

Suddenly, I realized that it would be good to be honest with Nan, since Nan couldn't escape anyway.

The young man smiled, he can give Nan Xiang the freedom but only if it is under his nose, so that he can protect him.

Since that day, Asakura Minami has clearly felt the changes in Kaneki, and every action is changing bit by bit the rigidity under cover.

The young man no longer leaves without saying a word, but carefully wakes up the young man to say good morning before leaving alone.

Every night late at night, the young man waited until the people did not cover up, the rusty smell mixed with the smell of sweat, and the abnormality revealed inadvertently made Asakura Minami think of one thing.

A total of 喰.

That black-haired young man with pen and ink flavor may have become a figure in other people's memory, but Minami Asakura only knows one fact - Kaneki Ken has never changed.

I don't think too much, it's too complicated Asakura Minami doesn't understand, for him, he just needs to remember that Kaneki Ken who loves him will never hurt him.

Although time is not like an arrow, it never looks back. The gap between the two that has been neglected has been broken, as if they have returned to the past but are more harmonious.

Minami Asakura, who was already able to bask in the sun in the garden or occasionally go out to buy some daily necessities with Hina, received a gift after being woken up as usual one morning, and the boy’s birthday came in July.

"I'm sorry I can't accompany you." Kaneki said apologetically as he buttoned his small suit.

Asakura Minami shook his head, "It's okay, it's enough for Yan-kun to give me a gift, I don't want to make Yan-kun busy with the clues that I got so hard."

After getting a good morning kiss, the young man's back disappeared into the sound of closing the door, and he turned around without hesitation. He would give Nan a peaceful life, but only after this matter was over.

Turning around sometimes connects the past and the future, and young people who hold hope do not know the despair of the future.

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