Amethyst Fascination

Returning to his home after a long time, Yukimura had a slight sadness in his eyes.The gorgeous and empty room made his frail body feel the chill from the bottom of his heart.He originally thought he was used to it, but the warmth he felt at Echizen's house last night turned the habit into a thorn in his heart, and the slight pain continued continuously.

It's because I'm sick, so there are so many negative emotions lingering, and I want to grasp that little bit of warmth.

Walk into the living room slowly, remove the white cotton covering the furniture, and then open the heavy European-style curtains, letting the bright sunlight shine into the coldness of the room.

"Come in, Echizen." Turning his head, he called out to the young man who was still standing at the door, Yukimura looked around the exquisite furnishings in the house, with a slight boredom on his brows.

I have been longing to go home in the hospital, but when I really came back here, I found that the loneliness was terrible.At least, there are still people in the hospital who can talk, but here, for many nights, the only person he can talk to is himself.

"You live alone?" Looking around, the silence of the room made the young man's delicate eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Yes, my parents are both abroad, and my younger sister rarely comes back after staying at school." For some reason, the children around him gave Yukimura the desire to confide.

Standing up, he took a bottle of water from the kitchen and handed it to the sweaty young man. Yukimura pushed open the heavy glass door and walked towards the grassy garden.

The garden that has not been taken care of for a long time is full of weeds, and the carefully cultivated flowers have withered a lot, and the rest will also usher in the fate of being buried by weeds.Only the wisteria in the corner of the yard is currently covered with flower racks, full of purple flowers like weeping willows, which are fragrant and fragrant in the breeze.

"What kind of flower is that?" The boy who had walked to Yukimura's side at some point squinted his eyes at the waterfall-like wisteria, with a hint of curiosity in his hoarse voice.

"Wisteria, is it pretty?" Yukimura stretched out his hand to caress the delicate flowers, turning his head, his amethyst-like eyes matched the purple flowers, blooming with a faint brilliance.

"It's beautiful." It's not just the flowers that are beautiful, but also those clear eyes, which made the young man unconsciously pull the brim of his hat, trying to cover up the slight heat on his face. "Hurry up and pack up your things, you'll have to go back to the hospital later."

Yukimura's eyes lingered on the boy's reddish cheeks, and he took a breath of the fragrance of the flowers lightly, and smiled. "There is a wisteria tunnel in Kawachi Fuji Garden, Kyushu. I have been there once, and it is very beautiful."

He could see that the child liked wisteria.Otherwise, those eyes that are always flying and proud will not stay on these flowers for a long time.Suddenly, I wanted to take the child to see the wisteria tunnel.

"Go and pack your things, Yukimura-senpai!" A different kind of emotion inexplicably floated up in his heart, which made the boy who was used to controlling everything feel ashamed.Turning his head to stare at Yukimura angrily, Ryoma slightly raised his voice, reminding again.

"Have lunch here before going back. I'll cook." Suddenly, he didn't want to leave the empty home so soon, Yukimura walked back to the living room, looked at his surprised golden eyes, and smiled softly: "I'll go Buy some ingredients, does Echizen like grilled fish?"

I still remember how the boy devoured the grilled fish last night, and Yukimura was sure that the kid with amber cat eyes liked grilled fish.It's really rare that this American grown-up kid loves grilled fish as much as himself.

Hearing the grilled fish, the cat-like boy stopped being so persistent, walked quickly to Yukimura, waited for him to pick up his coat, and said, "I'll go with you." Seeing Yukimura raising his eyebrows, he quickly added One sentence: "I'm going to buy Fanta."

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Standing in the kitchen that had not been used for a long time, Yukimura quietly processed the ingredients, distractedly paying attention to the boy who was sitting on the side flipping through tennis magazines. "Echizen, why don't you go out and sit?"

"In case you faint, I can help you in time." His mind was on the magazine in his hand, so when Yukimura asked so abruptly, the boy opened his mouth and expressed his true intention.

Slightly startled, Yukimura turned his head in astonishment, looking at the young man who was still staring at the magazine, with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Realizing that he said something that shouldn't be said, the young man blushed on his small face, and his golden eyes flashed with embarrassment and angrily lowered his head even lower.It took a while before he hummed in dissatisfaction: "I'm worried that you won't cook grilled fish, and you're wasting food for nothing!"

What an indiscreet child.

In a happy mood, Yukimura looked at the boy whose face was already in close contact with the magazine with his smiling purple eyes, and couldn't help teasing him: "I don't think you can read the words clearly when you are so close, Echizen .Also, your Fanta has reached the third can."

"Shut up, Yukimura-senpai!" Glaring at Yukimura bitterly, Ryoma pulled down the brim of his hat forcefully and ignored him.

Lowering his head, once again focusing all his attention on the ingredients in his hand, Yukimura had a slight smile on his lips.This awkward child, whenever he told the truth but refused to admit it, whenever he was guessed, would always make these cute little moves.