[Comprehensive] peach blossom period

[1]

The sound of Yukimura's somewhat rapid breathing rose and fell in Kasumi's ears, and in the overly quiet room, it seemed that even the air had stopped flowing.

Kasumi struggled to look sideways at Yukimura, whose face was slightly drunk at the moment, his dark purple hair fell on her shoulders, as if entangled with her brown hair, Yukimura pressed her shoulders, and the hot body temperature passed through instantly His palm slid down from her thin dress and wrapped her whole body.

His body temperature, his smell, including his ambiguous breath and the thin lips that were already attached to her neck, the strange and familiar feeling made Kasumi's brain heat up, and the roaring sound from the chest even covered the cooling of the air conditioner in the room. sound.

Again.

Kasumi raised her eyes and met Yukimura's eyes, her hands resting on his chest, Yukimura smiled at her knowingly.

Soon, she became the passive side pressed against the wall, and Yukimura's hands gradually approached her waist.

"Doesn't it happen every time?"

At the moment when their lips were about to touch, Kasumi stared at the dark lines on the floor, and suddenly said, "How long will you have to find your so-called self-esteem in me?"

Yukimura hesitated, a bit like being frightened, his fingers only paused for a few seconds before slipping under Kasumi's skirt.

"So as long as I like you and can be with you, that's what I am." Kasumi ignored the surprise and panic in Yukimura's eyes, her weak and hoarse voice made Yukimura stop his movements.

"Kasumi..." Yukimura stretched out his finger hesitantly, but Kasumi Kasumi only had tears in his eyes, but the tears did not fall as he expected.

She just took Yukimura's hand in pity, and moved slowly, pushing him down from her waist.

—she ran away first.

It's just a simple action, but Yukimura himself is very clear that his actions are as naive as a child clamoring for a sense of existence, but Kasumi Kazawa in the past will still be messed around by him, he will not say a word of complaint, and he will still Let him plunder wantonly, no matter how rough his actions are, he will comfort Yukimura in turn, that he is not in the way at all.

At this moment, Yukimura's mood was like a small stone thrown into the lake that was not calm in his heart, but that stone should have been passed by him with a smile like before, but now, he can no longer because of this stone. Shizi remained calm.

The stone fell from the bottom of his heart, leaving a mark that was neither deep nor shallow.

—She doesn't like me anymore?Is it right?

Those small actions that pampered me because of tenderness in the past will probably all be transferred to another person.

Yukimura Seiichi didn't even have the courage to guess the answer to this question.

I am sorry.

An emotion called regret filled his chest unknowingly.

"Xingmura...what's wrong?" Fengzao's worried voice had gradually moved away from him.

"Ashi!"

She called him again.

"Kasumi, can you still be nice to me like before?"

"do not talk."

"Can you still like me like before?"

Perhaps it was a problem with the lighting, when Yukimura noticed Kasumi's hesitation, he found that her eyes were bleak and frightening.

It's just that the drunkenness from the sake just now quickly came to the fore, and Yukimura could no longer recognize what kind of emotion was contained in it.

His eyes were covered with a layer of physiological dark red due to drunkenness, and his body suddenly hit Kasumi's side. She couldn't dodge, she stretched out her hand to catch Yukimura who was about to fall, and then leaned her back against the wall, letting him Lying in his arms.

Yukimura has already fallen into a light sleep, and his breathing is still very uneven. His skin is smudged with light red from the back of his ears to the neckline where the first few buttons have been unbuttoned. When Ijuin and the others came back, they saw It was Yukimura who was lying on the side, and Kasumi who was still eating beef tongue like a normal person.

"Yukimura!" Fumiya Marui, who used to be the most worried about him in the tennis club, walked over worriedly, poked his forehead a little before he was relieved, "Well, I should have persuaded him just now, Yukimura used to be a bad drinker, When graduating from university, in order to celebrate his first work to participate in an international film festival, our tennis club celebrated him together, and he passed out after only a few drinks in the same way."

After finishing speaking, Marui waved at the dazed, even dazed, cute Kise Ryota, "Kise-kun, send Yukimura back with me!"

Marui is usually careless, but this time he is a bit too clever.

He directly ignored the two women who had the closest relationship with Yukimura at the moment, and instead chose Ryota Kise, an outsider who knew nothing about the past, present, and even the future.

Kasumi picked up the beef tongue with chopsticks, blew on it and put it in his mouth.

The beef tongue was curled up in his mouth because it had been placed on the grill for too long, Kasumi gritted his teeth to chew it up, and then swallowed.

Rinko Ijuin brought another plate of mixed vegetables, and put them one by one on the grill.

"Looking at your smiling expression, I really can't imagine that you are a woman who was tortured by Yukimura a while ago."

"Let you see a joke, but I really want to understand a lot."

but i...

I can only laugh...

Xiangcheng thought to himself.

She stared at the baking tray because the water droplets did not shake off the vegetable leaves, and the jealousy that seemed to exist in her heart towards Ijuin also disappeared.

Just having time is not enough.

However, time can dilute everything, so that until now, the heartbeat will no longer bring him on the verge of suffocation as before.

[2]

After she was full at the barbecue restaurant, she went to the bathroom. The makeup on her face was still perfect. Yukimura's previous actions did not even cause the slightest fluctuation in her, whether it was psychologically or physically.

Kasumi Kasumi won't be tempted by his contact anymore.

In other words, all the time related to Yukimura Seiichi in the future will not be enough to make her fall in love again.

The muscles on her cheeks were tense, Kasumi tried to make herself look more normal, she stayed for about half an hour before leaving the party with excuses, ended the call from the editor of the publishing house urging the manuscript, Kasumi returned to the car , leaving the highway in Kanagawa and returning to Tokyo, Kasumi couldn't help but look up at the moment when Kasumi waited idly because of the car refueling.

It looked as smooth as a porcelain embryo, and at the farthest point where the stars shone, it formed an incomparably beautiful scene.

bang——

Kasumi was taken aback when a basketball hit the ground in front of her from behind the green belt.

Within a few seconds, another brilliant voice that she was very familiar with also rang out: "Sorry, can you throw the basketball over here?"

"Ah." Kasumi continued to be dazed, she just opened her mouth in surprise, and met Kagami who had just finished basketball practice.

The other party was wearing a black sports vest, and her bangs were all wet and stuck to her forehead due to excessive exercise. After picking up the basketball, she looked at her naturally, "Kasumi? Are you here to find me?"

"Hey." Kasumi looked at the surrounding environment again.

Oops, why did I run to Vulcan's house again unknowingly?

She was only in a daze, Vulcan saw her dumbfounded, thought she had suffered another major setback, sighed lightly, and tried to smile: "Hey, do you want to play basketball with me?"

After finishing speaking, Kagami looked at Kasumi's skirt and fragile legs, and even showed a suspicious expression himself.

Xiangcheng was startled for a moment, then laughed a few times for unknown reasons, and blurted out: "Come on, teach me how to play basketball!"

Ten minutes later, Xiangcheng sat down on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath, waved his hands and kept saying to Vulcan: "No, no, no, I'm going to die of exhaustion."

"You didn't even make a single shot." Vulcan's fingertips dexterously drove the basketball to spin, and his clear eyes stared straight at her, "Come again."

She raised her head, frowning: "I don't even have the strength to stand up—"

The hand that was still on the forehead was pulled hard by Vulcan, and then he didn't let her continue to practice. Instead, he took her to the bench and asked her to sit down. There were Vulcan's black coat and headset on the chair. The screen of the ipod still shows the track being played, sporadic music, and a few vague choruses back and forth. Vulcan held up the drink and threw a bottle to her, and opened the other bottle neatly, following the sound of the music. Humming.

"This song...?" Kasumi was a little surprised, and Vulcan heard her questioning voice, "Well, this is the theme song of a TV series I watched when I was training in the American youth training camp."

"This show—"

"You wrote it."

Vulcan turned his head and looked at her. Although there was embarrassment in his eyes, he was really calm, "The first time we met, I said I didn't know you, but I was lying. I watched your TV series when I was in the second year of college. The release time is a bit late, and the plot is a little unclear, but I still remember the TV series and the theme song very clearly." Vulcan slowly slowed down his speaking speed, his voice drifted into the air like a puff of smoke. In Kasumi's head.

Then, accompanied by the emotion that rose from Teng, it burned in his brain with a bang.

"That's why, because the TV series was so impressive, I even waited until the end to watch it to see who could write this story."

Vulcan scratched his hair as if trying to hide his embarrassment and hesitation.

"So, it's you, Kasumi."

"it's me……?"

"Ah."

She closed her eyes, her heart beating softly.

That speed is not violent, not fast, but still beating.