[Net King] Encounter

I feel that I am probably shrouded in something called the malice of the universe.

Qingxue's cultural festival starts on Friday, and then that week... maybe Tuesday?I found myself unable to speak.

It's not that you can't make a sound, but you can't speak in another sense.

Can't, not can't.

My throat was very sore, accompanied by a cough, and then I found that as soon as I opened my mouth, flower petals would fall.

This kind of Marysu setting is really scary. I was stunned for a long time and tried several times before I realized that these flowers were actually vomited out by me... Uh, it seems a bit bad to say that, probably when I was talking, Soft flowers will fall from the air in front of me.

Those syllables are like seeds, opening petals in the air.

I experimented with enthusiasm for a long time, and then found that these flowers seemed to have some subtle connection with the content and intention of my words.

But I knew very well in my heart that I probably couldn't go on like this.

What is the origin of these petals, of course I know after reading the girls' manga.

I destroyed those petals, and then refused to answer any questions because of my sore throat, and could only respond by nodding and shaking my head.

Fortunately, our teachers rarely ask me to get up to answer questions, and everyone is happily preparing for the cultural festival, but no one has noticed my silence these days.

It is also worth mentioning that in the game, my speech will not be affected. I don't know the principle of the game very well.

In the self-study class, I passed a small note to the class monitor. After the last mid-term exam, our class changed seats. For some reason, the class monitor finally moved in front of me.

"Squad leader, is there anyone you want to invite to the Houye Ceremony?" I poked the squad leader on the back and threw the note to her.She unfolded the note and glanced at it, wrote a few words and threw it back.

"People who ask this kind of question usually have a goal." She was extremely indifferent

"But the goal is too high, and isn't it you who I asked first???"

The two of us chatted endlessly, and at the end of the conversation, the topic had completely changed direction. In the end, I didn't know why I was encouraged to invite the seniors to dance.

Looking back on this process, I think I was a little confused.

It feels like the two of us chatting will always unknowingly deviate from the original topic, and then go astray all the way to the end to come to an inexplicable conclusion.

So the question is, where do I go to find the senior?

I suddenly realized that my senior and I have always met by chance, or he came to me, and he was always the one who took the initiative.

The confession was his first mouth, and he has been trying to get closer to me.

But I felt sorry for myself and kept running away.

When I figured this out, I really wanted to go see Tezuka-senpai right away.

Wait until the lunch break starts after class, shall we go?I tell myself so.

About waiting, that's a theory of relativity about love.

I waited for such a long time in the hopeless secret love and felt at ease, but felt that the two hours before the end of get out of class to meet Tezuka-senpai were so difficult.

I am never tired of waiting, just as I am never afraid of being alone.

You can love someone for a long, long time. So long that the saplings on the side of the road sprout and stretch their branches to grow tall and straight. So long that weeds can bloom small flowers. So long that even I can slowly grow into what I want It was so long that during this long waiting process, the world lost its voice and there was only a mime, but when thinking of that person, the world seemed to be illuminated with light.

As soon as the teacher finished class, I packed up my things and ran away. Although I haven't been there, I still know the location of the senior class.

All the way out of the corridor, down the stairs, and then across the avenue, through the bustling crowd, they are all in groups, talking and laughing, but that is their excitement.I'm just a man, but full of courage.

The senior's classroom is in another teaching building. They haven't finished class yet. I stood outside the window and saw the senior's profile when I looked up.

The dappled sunlight softened the outline of his side face, the corners of his eyes and brows were slightly gentle, but the line of his lips was thinly drawn, his back was straight, revealing a seriousness .

Seniors are good-looking, I always knew that.

I looked at him, and suddenly realized what I was here for. The heart of a girl who hadn't existed for thousands of years suddenly jumped for some reason, and I felt a burst of tension.

The senior was originally listening to the class, and seemed to notice that I was looking at him, he paused his hand taking notes, and turned his head to look at me.

I looked at each other unexpectedly, and my eyes fell into the pupils reflecting the sun, moon and stars, as if there was a momentary universe in it, which was born and died.

I felt that both of them were stunned, and after realizing it, the senior blinked at me.

Why did I feel like crying at that moment?

Is it because under the sunshine that day, the dust fluttered in the breeze and then gradually became quiet, and finally fell into my eyes?

I finally couldn't help covering my mouth and coughing.

I held those soft and flimsy pink petals in the palm of my hand, and they disappeared soon. Under the whispers and discussions of the crowd, I reached out and grabbed the senior's sleeve, and he followed me obediently Arrived downstairs where no one was there.

The senior didn't ask me why I came, or even a word. When I stood still and let go of his sleeve, the first thing he said was to ask me: "Why do you cough, have you seen a doctor?"

I... couldn't help coughing twice, then shook my head desperately.

"It's not a cough." I replied, ignoring the bright yellow petals falling in the air. Those tongue-shaped petals are the silence of sunflowers. Petal's expression paused for a moment, but she didn't ask anything.

His silence is his unique tenderness.

And I tried to explain it all to him calmly.

"The senior also knows that strange things always happen around me, such as suddenly becoming smaller last week or something." The senior nodded and waited for me to continue.

"And this time, it's probably 'vomiting central perianth disease'." I spit out the term without blinking, and then explained, "Generally speaking, it's probably 'flower vomiting disease'. The cause is..."

I think the cause of the disease is probably made by me alone.

"Unrequited love."

"I have never understood that there are so many people who like seniors. There must be many people who are prettier than me and have better grades than me. Why is it me? I always feel that day... I am like a dream. So I have never dared to Respond."

"I like seniors, and I have always liked them. If seniors are willing to associate with me, I am very happy."

"Then..." I was surprised at the speed at which the senior accepted this setting. He nodded again and asked a question that I really didn't want to answer, "What about the treatment method?"

"Senior...do you like me?" I pursed my lips and reconfirmed. I felt that I was extremely nervous, and my palms were about to be pinched red. I didn't dare to look directly into the senior's eyes if it didn't hurt so much. But the senior nodded without hesitation, and answered me: "From the very beginning when I decided to ask Asahina to associate with you, this intention has never changed."

Oops, I think I'm going to cry.

"The cure is...if the person of unrequited love likes you, they will kiss."

... This kind of stalking of girls is too shameful.

After I said this, I wanted to run away.

The senior was silent for a moment, and he asked, "If you can't get effective treatment...what will happen."

"Probably...you will die." I pretended to be relaxed and said such words, and then I saw him slightly frown: "Such words, shouldn't be said."

"Then, am I going to die?"

"No." He answered me firmly.

He paused, then took off his glasses, held them in his hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry... Asahina."

It's just a name, but the voice is so gentle that it makes people want to cry.

I have never stopped watching him in these years. I have seen him in so many ways, but I have never seen him so gentle.

It was as if all these tenderness were hidden by him, and after he met me, he brought them all out at once.

I raised my face, but Tezuka-senpai lowered his head and kissed me.

The universe contained in his dark pupils shattered into countless stardust in the blink of an eye, staining the long eyelashes, gentle and bright.Then he closed his eyes, and gently pressed his lips against mine, as if I was a fragile object that would shatter if I got too close.

Feather-like soft touch.

Skin to skin, breath intertwined.

His brain was blank, he couldn't think about anything, he could only feel the breath of the person in front of him, and the white noise buzzed repeatedly in his ears.

He reached out, stroked my hair gently, and then hugged me tightly.

Everything is gone, the light is dimmed, the sound is quiet, the color is gone, it doesn't matter anymore.

The person in front of me is hugging me.

That's all I know.

It seemed to be just a moment, but it seemed to have passed such a long life.

I suddenly thought, maybe my decades of life are just for this moment.

A pure white flower fell softly to the ground.

The petals are pure white, but the stamens are bright red, resembling the unknown voice of those years.

Casablanca, the silent watch.

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"Vomiting central perianth disease", commonly known as "flower vomiting disease", its symptoms are that the infected person will feel pain, cough, and vomit flowers from the mouth.The onset condition is "unrequited love". If a person has a deep crush in his heart, then there is a high possibility of becoming an infected person of haemorrhoid disease.

Ordinary medicines have no effect on haemorrhoids, and the only effective treatment is "compassionate kiss"—that is, when the person the infected person has a crush on also loves the infected person himself, when they kiss , will spit out silver lily flowers together, and the flower spitting disease will be cured.Others can also become infected if they come into contact with a flower hemoptysis patient or the flower petals that a patient vomits.

And without effective treatment... the infected will die.

It's almost the end of the game, and the next thing is almost the home game and the daily dog ​​abuse x

-2016.07.21

Fix a small bug, I can't bear my release time_(:зゝ∠)_

-2017.08.25