[Comprehensive] peach blossom period

Vulcan Tai, although I don't look easy to get along with, he looks a bit vicious.

But as long as you really get in touch with him, it's hard to have a stereotyped impression of him when you meet him for the first time, especially at the moment when Kasumi looks up, she is completely dazzled by Vulcan's dazzling smile that is not inferior to Midsummer Sunshine.

Why would he extend a helping hand to a stranger himself, why would he be so kind to himself?

Kasumi Kazezao actually couldn't understand it well.

Because of the things that Kasumi has experienced since childhood, Kasumi has never been able to fully trust others, and Vulcan, who is like a glass-thin barrier, has a subtle sense of incongruity in his mind.

Kasumi eating muffins would stuff his mouth full like a hamster, but Kasumi suddenly froze and looked at himself, with too much emotion flowing out of his eyes in an instant, it was really hard to see him. comfortable.

——What purpose does this person in front of you have?

She couldn't help thinking that the world was full of people she couldn't understand.

Once the communication between people increases, the relationship is as close as spider webs are densely entwined around the body, unable to breathe, unable to breathe, until suffocation.

She couldn't describe in detail what she had experienced and what she had met. During the time she was with Yukimura Seiichi, Kasumi Kazawa sent everything to him with all her heart and soul. Something happened at home, and her parents owed her everything. Debt is still working in a Chinese restaurant, and she also helps wash dishes and deliver bento, and also goes to a western restaurant to play the violin on weekends to make money.

But I always want to grit my teeth and survive this period of time, go to Tokyo with Yukimura to go to university, then work, get married, and when drawing a picture of the future, I can persevere no matter how hard or tired I am.

Part-time jobs are not easy to do, sometimes I don’t even have time to eat dinner when I get so busy, I can still fall asleep in a daze by leaning against the greasy kitchen floor, and Kasumi’s stomach problem is also left behind by that.

When she was half asleep, she didn't forget to send Yukimura an email to remind him to pay attention to the weather. Every time she sent an email, she felt that her love grew stronger.

I am thinking of you, I am loving you.

As long as I have your love, no matter how difficult it is, I will persevere.

——In the future, if Ah Shi becomes the director, I will be the scriptwriter, contracting every story of yours.

But Yukimura's life was much busier than she thought, and the speed of replying to emails changed from one every day to one every few weeks, and then.

Even every time they meet in a hurry at school, or spend the night together, Yukimura always keeps his uniform completely separate from his own.

She was undoubtedly sad in her heart, but it wasn't really a big detail. Yukimura himself was a bit of a clean freak... The greasy restaurant smell on her uniform couldn't be dispelled no matter how many times she washed it.

——Kasumi, it's better not to mix your things with mine.

Why can't I hang out with you?

Why "yours" is always "yours" and "mine" is always "yours"—

"Your" is never "mine"?

Do you have to separate from me so clearly?

Then the night before having sex with Atobe.

—Let's break up.

He sent such an email, and it was the last one.

"That...?" Seeing that her complexion was not quite right, Vulcan opened his mouth cautiously.

So that's fine.

Don't expect too much from anyone.

That's fine.

"Thank you. These few days are the critical moment for the filming of the TV series. I will get my luggage out of your house as soon as possible." , Thank you very much no matter what, after the settlement of the TV series is sent to you, I will return all the money to you according to the accommodation standard of the Hilton Hotel."

—Are you afraid?

Yes, I'm just terrified.

Vulcan's originally stretched brows were deeply frowned, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her body.

All in all, this look made Fengzao Xiangcheng suddenly feel a little guilty, and she felt guilty for no reason, but she still arched her back rigidly and maintained a bowing posture.

"Whatever you want." Vulcan retorted, the baseball cap on the table was picked up and turned upside down on his head, his eyes were full of disbelief and disappointment.

After Vulcan walked away for a while, Kasumi Kazawa sat back on the chair in the dining room decadently again. There was still an unmoving muffin on the plate. She slowly stretched out her hand to bring it to her mouth and ate it.

——It's unpalatable, cold and hard.

How did Vulcan eat so happily?She didn't understand, but she didn't have the chance to ask again.

"Kasumi—~" Luckily, a high-spirited voice temporarily interrupted her melancholy, and the assistant Kasumi Takao, whom she hadn't seen for a few days, walked towards her, with her pockets in her head and tilted head, wearing a dark blue baseball uniform, A pair of brows raised in high spirits, trying to pretend to be cool, but finally couldn't hold back, and jumped over with a puff, "Hey, haven't seen it for a long time, so you're scared silly?"

"Takao..." Before Kasumi could finish his emotion, Takao added casually, "Did you see Vulcan just now? Wow~ did you come to do an interview program in Studio [-]? Tsk~ You are indeed a superstar who just returned from the NBA , the aura is really not covered, maybe I should have been playing basketball in college, maybe I can earn about the same as Vulcan..."

"How much does he earn?" Kasumi asked casually.

"3--"

"300 million? That's about the same as my current salary."

"3000 million endorsement fees." Gao Mani counted his fingers.

"Hmm...Actually, the copyright fees for my novels add up to this amount..."

"He is Meijinye."

As soon as Takao finished speaking, Kasumi couldn't hold back the puff, and sprayed out all the muffins she had just eaten.

Takao came to her naturally because he wanted to return to his original job as an assistant. Although Kasumi repeatedly stated that he was now penniless and had no money to pay him, Takao still smiled handsomely and pushed back his bangs, "I didn't do it for the salary." with you."

These words made Kasumi feel a little better, and the two of them returned to the office together after chatting about TV dramas in the restaurant. Takao answered the phone instead of Kasumi, the smile on his face froze suddenly.

"Xiang, Kasumi—" Takao hesitated to speak.

She scratched her hair, so that Takao, who was on the verge of a formidable enemy, had nothing but Imayoshi and the trainee group of little girls who had been chasing him. She didn't think much about answering the phone, and said: "Imayoshi senior."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The voice on the other side of the phone paused, "Written by Fengzao."

She was so frightened that she almost dropped the receiver on the ground, and her voice was trembling and incoherent: "Mr. Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Si?"

Surprises and frights always come so suddenly.

"Just call me Akashi." Akashi said naturally, "At 7:22 a.m. on July 10, do you still remember the black Rolls Royce whose front bumper was smashed by you?"

"Eh..." Kasumi was at a loss for words, as if recalling the situation in Akashi's calm voice, he suddenly froze: "That car... is yours?"

"To be precise, it's one of the vehicles under my name that is used for transportation."

"Mr. Akashi—"

"Need me to report my personal account to you? Vehicle repair and maintenance costs are—"

"This, this, this, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I'm really sorry, Mr. Akashi, is there anything I can do for you?" Kazawa Kasumi said sincerely, wishing to express herself right now in front of Akashi apologetic heart.

"In 15 minutes, I will meet you at the gate of the club."

As a poor man who doesn't even have the money to refuel the car, Kasumi had no choice but to borrow his newly bought Chrysler to go to Akashi, and was blocked by three traffic lights on the way, and nearly half of the 15 minutes that Akashi asked for had passed. Kasumi Kazawa Kazami arrived at the club where he met last time when he was an hour old. On the bench in the lobby, Akashi was wearing a black suit. document.

It was an indescribable face, even if it was just sitting there alone, its imposing manner could not be desecrated, and none of the female employees who came and went looked there secretly. Why not sit in the office but wait for her in the lobby so kindly, maybe just call her over to chat about life?

She took a deep breath and hurried over, and came to Akashi as politely as an elementary school student who had been taught a lesson.

Akashi raised his head after hearing her voice, his tone was calm, and his red eyes could not see a trace of joy or anger, "You are late."

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road." Kasumi bowed her head.

"I thought I had reserved time for you to wait." Akashi narrowed his eyes, and for a moment, his fingers flipped over a new page of the document, making a rustling sound, "Miss Kazezao, you broke the paper that I used for transportation." This means that during the period of vehicle maintenance, whether it is business or private travel, I will be very inconvenient."

"You're the president anyway, so there's no way you only have one car..." Kasumi complained, but Akashi's drooping red eyes became a little dangerous. I will take responsibility for my mistake, Akashi-san."

Seeing this, Akashi pulled out a not-so-long list from the folder and handed it to Kasumi. She took it with trembling hands, her eyes widened, and she almost shouted, "1, 1000 million? Mr. Akashi, you probably I must have made a mistake..."

"That's right." Akashi nodded.

"You have two choices now. First, you will be responsible for picking me up for the trip." The man lowered his head, then stood up slowly, buttoning up the buttons of his suit that he had unbuttoned one by one, "Second, The vehicle repair and maintenance fee will be credited to my private account immediately before midnight tonight."

Kasumi shrank her head. It was hard to tell whether her account had 10 or not. She moved her throat with difficulty and made an extremely difficult decision: "I will choose one."

"Very well, then send me to Suzuki immediately."

"Hey, I haven't settled the accounts on this list..." Kasumi responded, carefully looking at the names and amounts of the parts needed to repair the car listed on the list, although she was not willing to believe that Akashi touched it. Porcelain, but still need to be a little cautious.

But 1 minute later, Kasumi Kasumi regretted her decision.

In front of the employees and the secretary passing by in the hall, Akashi said in a deep and pleasant voice, "Idiot, I was just joking with you."

He spoke too softly, and deliberately used a soft tone that was different from usual, and the intimacy and love in his tone made Kasumi tremble.

Are you really just kidding me?

Akashi deliberately called her name in a seductive voice. Some of the female employees around heard Akashi's voice, and basically looked at her with envious eyes, and some employees' eyes were even more naked. The eyes are almost like laser beams, probably conveying something like 'Even Akashi-sama is seduced by you, bitch' or something like that.

She was shocked.

Akashi's expression was normal, and Kasumi hurriedly followed behind Akashi respectfully, like every hard-working driver, returning in a high-tailed Chrysler didn't count. After Akashi walked out, he hurriedly opened the back seat door to welcome him in.

Akashi stepped in, and said calmly to Kasumi who was wearing a seat belt, "The back seat is too small."

She dismissed this kind of young master's behavior in her heart, but can a million-dollar car compare with a million-dollar luxury car?

As the car drove away steadily, Kasumi asked casually, "Mr. Akashi, are you sure you won't bother me with the maintenance fee?"

"Look at your performance." Akashi didn't take his eyes off the document in his hand.

"This... I'm very busy." Kasumi stared ahead and turned the steering wheel idly. After seeing Akashi's gaze from the rearview mirror, she quickly added: "No, I mean, actually, you can I really feel very honored to be your driver."

"That's good." Akashi's tone remained unchanged, "I hope you won't be late for the next time."

This man is really insidious.

Xiangcheng thought in his heart, how could he be so stingy with his wealth.

It doesn't fit his identity at all.