[Comprehensive] Love Retrospect

After being bitten so tenderly and proactively by the evil dragon boy, Oh Bu kissed him, until he left for a long time at the end, Sakuragawa Shihui didn't recover.

The girl felt her face was very hot, and took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down.

However, Katsuki Bakugo's face subconsciously appeared in her mind.

Also, the temperature on his lips was the same as the temperature burning her face at this moment, making her breathless.

After a long time, Sakuragawa Shihui stretched out his hand and slowly touched his cheek.

"Could I fucking be..."

She was frightened by the thoughts that popped up in her mind, she jumped off the sofa in the middle of her sentence, and hurriedly ran to the room to get the thermometer out.

The girl put it in the clothes and measured it for a while, and when it stabilized, she immediately pulled it out and picked it up with trembling hands to have a look.

This nervous feeling is very rare.

Even when checking the score after returning to the exam in Sakuragawa, he never panicked like this.

"Three, 37 degrees eight...???! Oral! No, it's impossible! This thermometer must be broken!"

My face is so hot, I must have a fever!Why?Why didn't you measure it out? ! !

After seeing the value on the thermometer, Sakuragawa Shihui suddenly fell into an inexplicable panic. In fact, she vaguely knew why she was like this.

Because this kind of reaction is not unfamiliar, in the season of cherry blossoms when I first met Keigo Atobe, I also experienced similar throbbing.

"No, no, I'm not a bad boy! I can't like two people at the same time! I'm not!"

The black-haired girl was in a panic. After she hadn't seriously invested in a relationship for too long, it was difficult for her to distinguish between a momentary heartbeat and a true love.

She is not well now, she shook the thermometer in her hand, and when the temperature stabilized, she stuffed it tremblingly again and took a measurement.

When Sakuragawa Tokio took out the thermometer and looked at it again, seeing the value on it still unchanged, he was silent for a long time.

After a while, the girl's hand holding the thermometer "accidentally" slipped and fell into the cup of hot tea on the coffee table.

With a "click", the sound of hitting the bottom of the cup was extremely crisp.

"Oh!"

Sakuragawa slowed down for a while, then blinked.

"I was so careless."

Although she said so, there was no panic on the girl's face, and her green eyes stared at the cup for a long time.

After that, he slowly took the thermometer out of it.

"Let me just say, 45 degrees five, it really burned me."

The black-haired girl stuck out her tongue and tapped herself on the head, as if she was serious about it.

"Well, the fever is so serious, I'd better go back to the house and sleep..."

Sakuragawa Shihui said so to himself, then turned and walked into his room.

She seemed to have paralyzed herself, and seemed to really think that she had a fever of more than 40 degrees.

As soon as he opened the door, he fell down and fell asleep in a daze.

……

That night.

Keigo Atobe, who was supposed to lie down and rest in the past, did not fall asleep. He was sitting by the desk with his head bowed and flipping through some materials.

If Sakuragawa Tokiki saw it at this time, he might be shocked.

Because the information that the silver-gray-haired boy was looking at at this time was how many boyfriends she had frequently dated since she broke up with him.

And, the other copy in his hand is what happened on the day when Ying Chuan's parents died in the line of duty and were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Although many places are not detailed, the traces of cover-up cannot escape the eyes of the young man.

For example, on the day the girl's parents were taken to the hospital, she was also sent to the emergency room because she passed out.

These two things were really too coincidental. Although they went to the hospital to inquire about what happened that day, they only said that they couldn't remember clearly, or that Sakuragawa Tokiki fell into a coma because of such a sudden accident.

But Keigo Atobe was not so easy to fool.

The doctor who was questioned at the time who performed the operation on the girl's parents flickered, even though he tried his best to calm himself down, his eyes subconsciously avoided him.

No matter how you look at it, there is a problem.

But Keigo Atobe knew that they would not tell him the truth, no matter how he asked.

The boy with silver-gray hair continued to flip through the information on it. He had read it over and over several times in the past few days, but he still had no clue.

In Keigo Atobe's room by the window, stood a man who looked exactly like him, except that his outline was a little less youthful, and his handsome face did not have the sun-like sharpness of a young man.

He hid many emotions in those blue eyes.

Bitter, with some calmness and maturity that can only be obtained after years of precipitation, like red wine that has been stored for a long time before it is taken out, it is very attractive.

"You are really slow, you, it took you so long to realize..."

The man looked down at Keigo Atobe who was looking at the materials at the desk, and said in a light tone, although there was no emotion on his face.

But the boy knew better than anyone that the other party was mocking him.

Even if it's subtle, it's real.

"...Stop making sarcastic remarks."

The boy with silver-gray hair frowned, and only then looked up from the documents he had sorted out.

"You just said that she broke up with me for a reason. How could you figure it out from such a small piece of information?"

"Heh, when did you learn to make excuses, huh?"

"..."

Atobe Keigo felt that he was completely wrong with the other party, he clearly knew that he didn't mean that, but he still wanted to choke himself like this.

Moreover, what made him even more annoyed was that he couldn't refute at all.

Because the other party knows himself too well.

He doesn't like to explain, he doesn't like to argue about unnecessary things without a result.

Keigo Atobe sighed, arranged the materials at hand and put them aside, raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples.

His blue eyes glanced at the man who could only exist at night.

To be precise, it was me ten years later.

"Before you said that you couldn't reveal too much about the future, that you were afraid that the impact would be too great to control..."

"Then, the question of how long you can stay here can always be answered?"

The man folded his arms and didn't look at Atobe Keigo, but just set his eyes on the bright and cold moon in the sky outside the window.

Those blue eyes were like gemstones, so dazzling under the moonlight that people couldn't take their eyes off.

When Keigo Atobe thought that the other party could not answer this question, the man's thin lips parted slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The voice is as deep and hoarse as a cello under the moon.

"Until she comes back to me again."