[Comprehensive] Did Zhixi watch pretty boys today?

Aomine Daihui will never know why at that time, why his former teammate's fiancée looked at him with a look of astonishment and horror—although it was only for less than a second, everyone present noticed it.

Immediately, Akashi's gaze at him also became a little subtle.

Qingfeng's dark face was filled with tears of injustice. (The penultimate game of this WC ended with Luoshan narrowly winning by one point. In terms of personal ability, Akashi, whose playing style is very stable now, may not be as strong as the casual and wild Aomine, but basketball is not a sport for one person , not to mention that Luoshan's team also has a strong support headed by "Thunder Beast" Hayama Kotaro. Facing such a result of the game, although Tonghuang's players are very sorry, they are not very unwilling.

After that, Zhixi and Momoi Wuyue exchanged contact information and became friends who kept in touch frequently.There are always a lot of topics between girls, and once they chat, they go on for three days and three nights. Like most girls of this age, what Momoi is most keen to share with Zhixi is...

[Mayue: Oh, why haven't you reached the WC finals yet, I miss Zhejun so much >A<]

[Zhi Xi: ww is only less than a week away, Wuyue will mention him to me every day, which makes me wonder what kind of boy Zhejun is.Is he handsome? ]

[May: He's super—super handsome!And let me tell you, Zhejun is a very gentle person. When he saw me wanting to eat ice cream once when he was in Teiko, he gave me his winning popsicle stick!Woow, I really want to jump on him! ]

[Zhi Xi: ...you calm down, beautiful girls don't always make such criminal remarks. ]

[Mayue: Woohoo, someone like Zhixi who can stay with her boyfriend every day doesn't understand how I feel. ]

[Mayue: Speaking of which, what kind of person does Zhixi think Akashi-kun is?I'm really curious about what Akashi-kun looks like in front of the girls he likes. ]

how is it like?

Zhixi knew that Wuyue's question was based on a matter she mentioned to her not long ago - that is, about the past "Akashi Seijuro".Momoi Itsuki spoke very briefly, and didn't mention it on purpose, but just mentioned it in passing when talking about other things——Eeyuki thought that Momoi might think he knew what kind of person he used to be.

"However, it's great to see the current Akashi-kun." At that time, the girl's voice was transmitted to her ears through the earpiece, with a slight distortion. "The him before was really worrying."

Combined with other people's attitude towards Akashi, Keeyu thinks that the "past" Akashi Seijuro is probably different from the current him in some ways.

Holding the mobile phone, she stared at the text message sent by her friend on it for a while, then looked down to her side.

It was Wednesday, and the next two days were Luoshan sports festivals, so the school had a holiday on Wednesday morning to spare time for the students to make final preparations.And Zhixi and Akashi, two people who have been dizzy and busy for a long time, finally took a breather in such a rare leisure time.They came to a property of the Akashi family in Kyoto. It was built on the side of the mountain, and few people usually visit it. The environment is quiet, the scenery is elegant, and the decoration is pure Japanese. pond".

The boy was sleeping peacefully beside her, his soft red hair sunken into the cushion, and the wooden floor shouldn't be very comfortable to sleep on, not to mention it's winter now - but Zhixi saw that he was sleeping peacefully, so I couldn't bear to call people up.

Steal the floating life for half a day.

During this period of time, Akashi has worked really hard, she knows.If I hadn't been able to be a "close person", I might have been like everyone else in the school, thinking that their student council president is omnipotent, like a sophisticated machine that doesn't need to rest.

So she retyped the message: [It's an amazing ordinary person. ]

No matter how good he is, he is still a body of flesh and blood, a member of all living beings in this world.

He lowered his head again, only to find that the boy had woken up at some point, his red eyes were slightly open, with sleepiness and the faint water vapor that only appeared the moment he woke up.

Zhixi moved her fingers, "Are you awake? Why don't you go to bed and sleep for a while, lying on the ground is easy to catch cold."

What responded to her was a vague and soft "uh", Akashi squinted his eyes, as if he was waking up, but he didn't move much, just propped up his upper body slightly, and then pillowed it on her knees.

"what time is it."

When the young man just woke up, Zhi Xi's ears softened when he heard the hoarse voice, "...four, 04:30, it's still early."

She lowered her head, touched his forehead with her fingers, and subconsciously combed the soft red hair entwined between her fingers, "Seijuro, don't you want to go to sleep in the room?"

"It's okay, enough is enough."

So the room fell into silence again.

Zhi Xi looked down at the young man who was pillowed on her knees, he had a top-notch appearance, with porcelain skin and agate eyes, the slender eyelashes were like fans, casting a faint shadow on the eyelids.She flicked the red hair on her forehead, revealing a smooth forehead, and there was an inconspicuous little tip on it that was usually covered up.

"Seijuro, what a beauty." She looked at him and giggled, as if proud of her discovery.

Akashi didn't speak when he heard the words, but there was a little inconspicuous smile in his eyes, with a bit of helplessness.He grabbed the girl's messy fingers on his forehead, squeezed them lightly, and then cast a slow glance: "Then am I using my beauty to confuse you now?"

The sun moved westward little by little, and a gentle breeze picked up, making thin and thin sounds as it brushed against the leaves and branches in the courtyard. Sent through the paper door, more than half of it landed on the floor, the lines were clearly traced, and the rest was sucked into the boy's pupils.

Zhixi held her breath imperceptibly for a second, and soon returned to normal. She held Akashi's fingers with her backhand, and rubbed her rounded nails in his fingers, as if she was looking for a certain angle that fit.

"What Seijuro said, you don't need to confuse me with beauty," she winked at him, then took his hand and held it up, looking carefully through the sunlight, "every breath and every heartbeat of yours, Can make my heart beat."

"...You went to Ryota's homepage again."

"Hee, you found out."

Kise Ryota's homepage reposted the studio's promotion of one of his looks that will be published in the magazine, and there is this sentence in it.

Even being exposed directly, Keeyu didn't change his face, and changed the subject very naturally, "Seijuro's hands are as beautiful as people's, I really want to see you play the piano."

The bones and flesh are uniform, the fingers are slender, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the finger pads. When the light passes through, the edges of the fingers can be seen, and the thinner fat and muscle areas are faintly red.Akashi's palms are always dry and warm. Zhixi has seen him play basketball many times and see him write many times, but she has never seen him play the piano—she remembers that Akashi knows many instruments.

Hearing this, Akashi sat up, shook his head a few times to tidy up her messy hair, "Can Zhixi play the piano?"

"Nope."

"Then, do you want to learn?"

"……Ai?"

The previous head of the Akashi family, the grandfather of Akashi Seijuro, had a soft spot for Western musical instruments, especially the piano, because of his early experience.Therefore, in order to make the elderly happy, Akashi Masomi and many people from the branch family would specially prepare a room for the piano when decorating the house.

The house where Zhixi and the others are now is no exception.

A while ago, she followed Akashi to this room specially used for grand pianos. Although it is a house where few people live, it is difficult to find even such an empty room on the ground because of the regular cleaning by the servants. A trace of dust, the piano frame was wiped shiny.

Akashi sat down in front of the piano and turned to look at her, "What do you want to hear?"

Zhi Xi: "..."

Zhixi: "I haven't heard any piano music, Seijuro can do whatever he likes."

In fact, in the last month of the last world, she listened to a lot of piano music on an MP3 player... But she is not sure when those songs were born, after all, there is a hundred years between this world and that world.

Akashi stopped talking, sat quietly in front of the piano for a while, and then put his hands on it.

The deep notes of still water flowed out slowly under his fingers. It was a piece of music that Zhixi had never heard before. She thought that Akashi would play some well-known world famous songs--she had also heard several of them. Or, it will be a piano piece that is quite difficult and requires particularly high fingering.

But right now, the young man is sitting in front of the black piano, and what he plays is such a quiet and gentle piano piece, like a good night ballad—no, it’s a little more firm and powerful than that. Something was hidden behind the notes, it was fiery, scorching the soft notes—she couldn't hear it, but she could feel it.

When the last note was played, he looked at her with a faint smile on his face, not because he was proud of playing a beautiful piece of music, but because she was the one listening, Only then will he show such a defenseless, unconcealed and restrained satisfied smile.

Akashi Seijuro is used to "convergence", not only knowing how to control himself, but also knowing how to communicate between people. He can always use this "convergence" to the extreme, so in the eyes of most people , he has become a gentle and alienated, inaccessible and admirable existence.This is cleverness, and it is the highest level of "sexy" praised by the world, but when it comes to refinement, the sense of proportion is the most exciting shining point.

But at this moment, he didn't want to restrain himself, he didn't want to be measured.

He looked at her, and there was something thick in his eyes that could hardly be concealed.

"Zhi Xi, come here."

The girl came back to her senses as if waking up from a big dream, walked over slowly, sat down next to him, imitated his appearance, and lightly dropped her hands on the black and white keys.

Leading by him, the tiny notes popped out one after another, she couldn't play the melody so brokenly, but his patience seemed to never run out.

They still have a lot of time, and he can slowly teach her to play many favorite tunes.

At that time, Akashi Seijuro believed so firmly.