[Black Basket] The legendary woman who was taken care of by Akashi

"I think that one is better," said Masami Duanno, who had just turned one month old, and insisted on helping me choose a wedding dress despite my evasion. Although she was wearing a loose coral fleece top, her figure had already recovered. , but the round face still looks full of pregnancy, "The lace collar of the Chinese-style imitation cheongsam suits you very well, and let me say, you are not pregnant, your breasts seem to have grown a lot."

"Don't worry, I probably won't get pregnant in this life." I looked at myself in the mirror, but I still imagined what it would be like if I really had a child.

"Don't want children? Those seven aunts and eight aunts of the Akashi family can't beat you to death." Masami took a sip of hot tea from the thermos next to her.

"I didn't say I don't want a child," I sighed softly, "The doctor said that my body can't bear the pressure of pregnancy. Unless I can take care of my body, the only way is to become a surrogate."

"I'm sorry..." Yami admitted that she said something wrong, but I just waved her hand to let her not care.

During the pre-marital physical examination, the doctor specifically asked Seijuro that I still have a body that cannot be stimulated. After marriage, my husband has to help my wife relieve all pressure. The fatigue accumulated from long-term work has already had a great impact on my body. These things usually It’s okay not to say it, after all, I know it myself, but after hearing this, Seijuro insisted on begging me from Atobe for the remaining few months of vacation after so many years, so that I can obediently cultivate my body at home.

You actually want to keep my old lady away from the computer, Akashi Seijuro, you are a devil!

Putting on the skirt just now, Seijuro just arrived after the meeting at the company, and the clerk helped me adjust the hem of the skirt. I saw him in a daze in the mirror, and turned around with a smile. "Hurry up, I'm listening" is written on the face.

In the end, he just took a steady breath and said to me: "You are beautiful."

"Well," I frowned slightly, "and then?"

"It's so beautiful that I want you to marry me at this very moment." He raised his hand and straightened my hair. After feeling a bit of satisfaction, I blushed again and lowered my head, but it seemed that the hairs all over my body stood on end. Danno Masami looked a little disgusted when he got up, and didn't care about anything, so I pushed Seijuro to change clothes.

"I've helped you choose," I said, "I'm afraid you don't like the white ones, so I chose an extra set of black ones."

He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, and then said softly, "As long as it is chosen by the Boss, I will like it."

"Change your clothes." I think I may not need blush in this life.

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she is pretty.

If you really want to count, this may be the umpteenth time that Seijuro Akashi has been moved by Haruka Manshima. When she was 15 years old and she held his hand for the first time and appeared at a social ball, he had already seen the current scene.

At that time, I naturally didn't think that the future would be so turbulent, but all this was still very realistic, the tender eyes she looked at her, the hands she clasped with her, everything was as real as a dream.

The scars wrapped in white lace are the evidence that she jumped to hell for herself. Mandao Haruka was reborn from the ashes and became independent. She is neither an angel nor a demon, and she is not an existence that can be clearly stated in words, but she must spend time with herself. For a lifetime, he felt very happy thinking of this place.

Wearing an orthodox white suit and tuxedo, Akashi, who has been playing ball all year round, has a tall and straight figure. Because of his excellent proportions, he looks much taller even if he is just over [-], but his face looks smaller than his peers. If he changes his body It's probably not a problem to pretend to be a high school student in casual clothes.Man Dao came over and took his arm, leaning his head gently on his shoulder, and the two of them just looked at themselves and each other in the mirror.

"You two really took preservatives," Duanno Masami leaned on the side with his arms crossed, "You can go back to school by changing into school uniforms."

"You're exaggerating, Zheng really hasn't changed," Mandao let go of his hand and touched his belly, "My waistline has grown by this amount." She raised a few fingers, "I saw Luo when I was packing two days ago. Shan school uniform, I can’t believe I was able to wear that skirt back then.”

"You professional women know how to stimulate housewives like me," Yami couldn't wait to roll her eyes at Haruka Manshima, who was still in such a good figure that everyone was angry with him, "Or do you think guys with a bad figure will challenge this kind of fishtail skirt casually?"

"I can't say no to you," Mitsushima snorted softly, then turned his head to fix Akashi's tie, "The photographer should have been waiting in the booth, I negotiated with Kise's manager, and I borrowed this time slot, I don't want to disturb you Your recent work, the project in Hokkaido will take some time to get better."

"I've taken care of everything. I'll stay with you at home until the wedding." Akashi gestured with his fingers, and the assistant standing in the corner came over with a velvet box. The amber gemstone earrings gently helped her put them on.

Mandao's flaxen long hair was tied into a bun behind his head, and the veil was fixed with a laurel leaf-shaped clip and dragged to the ground. What remained unchanged around his neck was the necklace with the pair of rings hanging in front of everyone. This kind of intimate action with Akashi made her thin-skinned her cheeks always flush. Hearing the phrase "I'll be with you", she felt her fingertips gently rubbing against her earlobe again, she blinked her eyes and smiled inadvertently come out.

"Oh -- what a loving couple." The photographer from France walked into the preparation room with his assistant, "It seems that the second scene prepared can be used." The latter sentence seemed to be talking to himself.

"The second?" Mitsushima asked rhetorically in quite fluent French.

"Yes, Mr. Akashi took special care of him." The assistant replied from behind.

Looking at Manshima's slightly puzzled expression, Akashi smiled even more happily.

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Was the school uniform skirt so short in the past? I struggled to pull the skirt down and stood very uncomfortable in Teiko's basketball gymnasium.What age do you have to wear a middle school uniform to take wedding photos? Sometimes Seijuro is too playful. I put the braids from the back to the front, and when I looked up, I saw that he was wearing the No. [-] uniform of the Teiko Basketball Team His.

"It's time to shoot." The photographer reminded us.

Still proficient in dribbling, Seijuro's basketball is always smooth and neat. I stood on the sidelines with a towel in my hand, and walked to him with one leg and the other. would have done for him before.The shutter sounded non-stop, and the photographer didn't ask us to insist on any shape, but only let us experience the mood in the past, how it came naturally.

When I was about to turn around and go to the side, Seijuro stretched out his hand and pulled away my rubber band, and my hair just spread out like this. Unconsciously, with a hint of anger, I seemed to have suddenly become the self who was in middle school when I opened my mouth. Calling his name, he put his hand on the back of my head, and then leaned into my ear and said, "I wanted to do it when I first saw you with braids a long, long time ago," The hot breath I exhaled made me a little embarrassed, "I think you should look good with long hair."

I was on tiptoe trying to touch Seijuro's forehead to express his displeasure at undoing my braid, but he dodged all of a sudden, and I couldn't stand still so I had to throw myself into his arms, grunting reluctantly.

"Great!" The photographer's voice startled me, "You two are a match made in heaven, you have such a tacit understanding."

"Thank you." Seijuro and I both turned our heads and replied him in French at the same time, and the staff in the venue also laughed with us.

After that, it was the wedding day.

This wedding is much more grand than I imagined, or it should be more grand than many people imagined. It doesn't seem like my personality that is afraid of trouble, and it doesn't conform to Seijuro's usual low-key style, but this is indeed true. The two of us have a common idea. Sometimes people always have some things that they want the whole world to see.

Haruka Manshima will no longer be content to secretly look up at the happiness of others, because I have grasped what belongs to me.

Uncle Hongcun is holding my hand instead of my father at this moment, walking forward slowly step by step.

The skirt and veil of the wedding mermaid dress trailed behind me, and Atobe spent a lot of money to give me a sea of ​​white eternal roses. The roses decorated the whole venue, as if I was roaming Wonderland. I am Alice, waiting with my Mad Hatter.

Akashi Seijuro's wedding naturally has many famous people, but in fact most of them are our friends.

Auntie Meiji was sitting in the first row, with the same unsmiling expression on her face. She was the one who tied up my long hair this morning. She was like a mother I never really had, and taught me how to Stand up straight.

Nijimura and Ice Room, who accompanied me through that dark time like an older brother, blessed me and joked with me that if Seijuro bullied me, they would immediately come from Los Angeles to help me clean him up.

Vulcan, who I call my brother, has been in charge of my dinner for so many years, and it will be two years since he signed with the Lakers. I hope his dream will come true.

Ren Mamiya, whom I joked as my son, bumped into his own south wall and reaped his own life. He said that I gave him the courage to face the name Ryutaro Danno, and I want to give him back the exact words. It was he who gave me the confidence to stick to my dead-brained mind.

There are many people I should thank, I had a dream-like past, and I still have the qualifications to dream.Looking up at my groom in a white tuxedo, I suddenly lost all sense of reality. Is all this real, or am I just imagining it all the time.

"Of course it's true, you and I are real." Seijuro held out his hand to me, and he could see my uneasiness at a glance as before.

Hold his hand tightly, I am trembling but I feel very happy, I believe in fate, I also believe in fate, but as long as I don’t want to miss it, even if I need to jump into hell, I will return to the world Come on, it doesn't matter if he's my dice or my destiny.When he knocked on the door of the principal's office that day, it was the moment when the bell of fate rang.

And I ran towards him even if I dragged my half-crippled legs, listen quickly, how could I stop where I was when the bell was ringing.

In the past, I have had countless chances to stay with him for a lifetime. Although I chose the longest and most tortuous path, I have never regretted it. At least as far as the result is concerned, I am very satisfied.

Under the eyes of everyone blessing, we made an oath, and then exchanged rings.

God also seemed to be there to bless me.

"Please teach me more from now on, Akashi Haruka." Seijuro whispered into my ear.

"Please give me more advice." He gently wiped away the tears I shed with his fingertips, and hooked his neck with his tiptoes. On the one hand, because I couldn't stand still, and on the other hand, I wanted to rely on him. I put all my weight on him Pressing on his body, watching Seijuro's mouth gradually rise, I kissed his lips, and a light red mark was on the edge of his mouth, so he looks a little funny but surprisingly cute.

I heard the booing from Hongcun and Vulcan next to my ears, and I lowered my head and snickered.

"Haruka is really naughty." Even though he said so, he pulled me back and pressed my lips tightly when I wanted to stand still, as if he wanted to eat all my lipstick on purpose.

I finally felt a little embarrassed, I blushed and tried to push him away, he let me go after a long kiss, gasped and frowned slightly looking at this guy who had succeeded in his plot, the booing from the others was even more exaggerated , I raised my hand and patted his chest twice to express my dissatisfaction, but I couldn't hide the smile on my face.

Once upon a time, I looked up at the sky countless times, and I folded my hands and prayed for him to give me a gift.

And now, I just want to thank the Lord for allowing me to meet You.

Love is so heavy, but I can't live without you.

This time, please don't let me go.

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At the resumption party after the wedding banquet, Manshima, who couldn't drink at all, was sitting on the sofa talking with Mibuchi, and Akashi was chatting with a few bachelors at the bar on the other side.

"You are the only one who can control that guy, and we all have nothing to do with her." Hong Cun sat down beside Akashi with a beer bottle, "I will work hard for you in the future." In Los Angeles these years, I have always been full Hongcun Xiujian, who Dao regards as his own sister, has a lot to worry about for this stubborn person.

"Akashi-kun is not us," Himuro said with a smile before emphasizing with a slumped face, "but please also remember that if we are not good enough for her, we will not stand idly by."

"Then the seniors won't have a chance," Akashi looked at Mitsushima, "I can't let her suffer any more."

The hand that was finally held, even if it is broken to pieces, it will never let go.

There is a wedding photo of the two of them hanging on the wall of the master bedroom in Akashi's house. Every day in the future, when the sunlight leaks in through the gaps in the curtains in the morning, it will always light up the photo of Akashi in white team uniform embracing each other. A photo of Man Dao with flushed cheeks and a shy smile, where everything started will continue.

She was sleeping soundly in her arms like a little wild cat. When she just got married, Mandao would often wake up in the middle of the night, like a small animal that was suddenly frightened and trembled suddenly, and then quickly regained calm. Tsukuru didn't know that she looked scared, but he felt a little guilty in his heart. If he hadn't let her go, she would have a better life than now.

"Zheng, good morning." After fluttering her eyelashes twice, she opened her eyes, their watery eyes were very moving.

"Good morning," Akashi hugged her into his arms again, "It's still early, you can lie down for a while."

"Yeah." She put her ear on his chest and could hear the sound of his heartbeat. The two of them clasped their hands tightly together. They never opened their eyes to see the day because of fear, and they would not simply take medicine because they refused to sleep. Her life was so happy that she had nothing else to ask for.

Redemption and being redeemed, destruction and destruction, death and rebirth, condensed to the end is just a past, and the burns left on the skin by the past will always scab and heal, so it doesn't matter if believers are still saints.

With a light kiss on the forehead, this story ushered in the final ending.

When it is mentioned again after a long time, it will only start with the sentence "Onceuponatime" with a smile on the corner of the mouth, skip all the parts with thorns and blood, and then stop at "Finally, they will live happy life until the end" as the end.

From then on, the hero and heroine lived a happy life.

The author has something to say:

It's not over yet, there's an ending

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of roro

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^