[Comprehensive] Yaomeier, your pot

group photo.Completely different from Asahi and Natsuki, that person is demure and weak, gentle and not tricky, and able to understand his own mood, he is a perfect lady of everyone.Although I can't say I like that person, at least I don't hate him.

In this kind of aristocratic family, it is a blessing to have a marriage that I don't hate.

Pulling off the soft quilt, she fell into the embrace of the bed again, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

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Champagne, beauty.Red carpet, lanterns.High heels, white wedding dress.

Everything is as it should be.

The church bell struck twelve, but the convoy escorting the bride still did not appear.The people in the venue were already in a mess, and even the guests who attended the meeting began to discuss in a low voice.

"I still can't get in touch with the bride. The person sent to the bride's family said that the family has all moved out."

This is almost impossible, because Akashi sent his fiancee home last night.

"Could it be a ghost? Otherwise, how could the Haohao family disappear without a sound?" The subordinates had different opinions.

"Want to find your bride?"

In the noisy church, a sound passed through the sea of ​​people and reached Akashi's ears. He turned his head, and the crowd dispersed silently as if clearing the way. He saw a girl with cherry hair in a light-colored dress sitting firmly on a goblet like Mount Tai. Taste the champagne in the glass.

"Miyamoto Sakura, what do you know?" It was not a question, but a question.

Tilting her head playfully, her long, slender legs stepped on high heels and landed on the ground. She put the bottomless goblet in her hand on the tray of the attendant, and stood up, with the corners of her lips curled up, "Look at Akashi-kun , What are you willing to exchange with me?"

Dare to discuss business with him in this place, Akashi felt that Miyamoto Sakura was becoming more and more defiant. "Just ask for anything you want."

"I don't have a request." Sakura Miyamoto shrugged innocently and shook her head, raised her eyebrows, approached Akashi, and lowered her voice: "The Gabrione family has a unique request. As long as you agree, I will Make sure that lady can come back safely."

Gabriel?The moment he heard this surname, Akashi frowned uncontrollably.

Since the return of the real Asahi Natsuki, Akashi and Gabrielone have basically lost contact. Except for necessary business contacts, he has almost no contact with the Italian Mafia.

There is no other reason, only love.

"When did you start working for Gabriel?" He asked calmly, without losing his grace.

"Tsk, you know, I am a person who loves houses and crows." Without fear, he spoke with certainty.

"Well, what do they want?" Akashi couldn't come up with anything meaningful, so he could only ask the other party's request.He knew Gabrielone and Dino, and he believed that Dino, as the head of the family, would never break his word, so he was willing to discuss with them instead of taking other actions.It is precisely because he understands that Gabrielone is by no means an ordinary mafia, so Akashi feels that if it is not for very scarce and urgent resources, they will never make such a bad move.

"Gabrione wants me to bring news that there is one thing that is very important to them, and I want to ask Akashi-kun to return it to them."

"what?"

"a heart."

"a heart?"

Akashi felt that the woman in front of him seemed to be playing tricks on him, and looked at the bright smiling girl in front of him in disbelief.

"One..." Slowly, without delay, he said, "The sincerity promised to Akashi-kun."

As if the atrium was hit hard, Akashi stopped breathing for half a second.He hadn't felt this way for a long time.So when his calm face showed few emotions, everyone present was in an uproar.

"She...is back?" She asked tentatively, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

Five years of worrying about gains and losses, five years of expectations and disappointments, at this moment, turned into a trembling, incoherent sentence.He was like a baby who had lost the ability to speak, staring at the person in front of him full of expectation, begging for her to give him the answer he wanted.

Miyamoto Sakura didn't say much, just a slight nod of the head revived the hope that had been exhausted in five years.

There was a long silence, and Akashi couldn't recover, until a pair of old hands patted him lightly on the shoulder.He looked back, it was his father.

"Go, haven't you been waiting for her?"

Five years ago, he confessed his heart to his father. During the five years of waiting, his father also gave him a lot of encouragement.Akashi never forgot all of this.

"Father?"

"You are the master of this wedding, if you say you don't want to, no one can force you."

The years have smoothed the edges and corners of my father. The father who used to be strict with me is now just an ordinary old man who wants his children to be happy.

"Please allow me to suspend this wedding."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away from the scene.

There are still 12 hours before the five-year deadline.

Yuehe, you are really a person who likes to step on the spot.

The white dove flutters its wings and flies across the blue sky above the head, and the faint clouds float, everything is quiet and peaceful.

——If you fail to return to reality in the end, perhaps, I will really give up.

How dare you threaten me with Gabriel, are you really improving?

——But, I still have that glimmer of hope...

Do you think you can escape with Gabrielone as your backer?

——If you can go back together, date me!

If it weren't for the fact that I like you, would you dare to make me wait so long?

"If I find you this time, I won't let you go again."

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and the anxious expression of the girl standing on the street corner teasing the black hair blown by the wind was reflected in the depths of the rose-colored pupils, and the sincere smile that had not been shown in front of people for a long time stretched out.

You owed me five years, so you must have made up your mind, right?

[Atobe Keigo Line Ending] If everything starts over again, I still want to like you.

——If you can go back together, date me.

The black signature pen in his hand suddenly stood upright, and half of the name was signed, and the flamboyant handwriting was reflected in the depths of his pupils, and he was a little dazed.The slender fingers pressed the temples for a few seconds, closed the eyes, and the tear mole at the corner of the eyes was haunting.

With a snap, he took the folder in his hand and pushed it in front of the long-waiting person without saying a word.

Atobe Keigo frowned deeply, this is how many times he had such strange auditory hallucinations.

"Master, the car that came to welcome you to school has arrived at the gate."

The butler's voice sounded in his ears, and Keigo Atobe slowly opened those bright eyes, nodded slightly, got up, took the schoolbag handed over by the maid, and went out.

"This afternoon's business management course will last until four o'clock, and there will be a video conference at four ten."

"Ten past four?" Hearing the words, he asked in displeasure, as if he was very dissatisfied with this arrangement.

"Yes, the master in Japan wants you to preside over the meeting. It can't be postponed, so I can only ask the young master to conduct it in the car."

Open the door and get in the car. "The network card and everything are all ready, so there can't be any accidents."

"Understood, master." The door slammed shut and the engine rumbled.The white gloves cling to the chest of the black tuxedo, and the gray-haired head hangs down humbly: "Master, be careful on the road."

The windows were slowly closed, and the black car sped away.

The sky in Italy is always extremely blue, without the hustle and bustle of Tokyo.

The 19-year-old Keigo Atobe has already traveled to most places on the earth, and he is no stranger to Italy.He didn't even look at the white-skinned people who came and went, not curious at all.

Home, company, school, three points and one line every day.His time can be converted into a check, even more valuable than a check.

The teaching content of the business management course is not difficult for Keigo Atobe. Most of the time, he is holding a laptop in the classroom while listening to the professor's eloquence while observing the stock situation.He is not interested in these things on paper. If it is not necessary for credits, he does not have to come at all.

Tired of staring at the computer screen, I turned my head to look at the green scenery outside the window to soothe my eyes.

The white dove flapped its wings and took off, flashing beautiful lights and shadows across the sky.

The dove's feathers fell on the white foreign cap, hidden in a piece of pure white.The black hair hangs softly on his shoulders, and the "THENATURE OF THE CHEMICAL BOND" spread out in his hands attracted his attention.There are crystal water droplets that condense when the air is condensed on the outside of the drink cup containing the cola. They are round and faint on the white paper towels, dyeing and wrinkling.

He just stared at the man for 5 minutes.

The man just stared at the book with lowered eyes for 5 minutes.

Both of them remained motionless.

A word suddenly appeared in Keigo Atobe's mind, the years are quiet and good.

Although he couldn't see the man's face from the height, but inexplicably, he couldn't move his eyes away.

If there is such a thing as love at first sight in this world, Keigo Atobe is almost convinced.

In the lazy afternoon, even the bell after class seemed so lengthy.Awakening himself to pack his schoolbags and prepare for the meeting, Keigo Atobe quickly packed everything up and mixed with the bustling crowd in the classroom to leave.

For some reason, after standing up, she subconsciously turned her head and looked out the window.His pupils shrank suddenly, because he couldn't find the girl who was sitting there just now.Looking back, it was a little inexplicable.Why should I care about the movements of a stranger?

Keigo Atobe, who had never experienced the situation of leaving the classroom side by side with his classmates after school, finally experienced the feeling of being turned into a meat paste for the first time in his life.

He swore he would never experience something like this again.

The minute hand on the watch is gradually moving towards "