At night, she was lying on the bed, with an mp3 in her ears, and a few lyrical music, which made her heart more and more peaceful. Outside the window, the fragrance of jasmine blossoms...

Under the same sky, in a rigorous Japanese-style house, a young man is wearing white home clothes, two shirt buttons are missing, his slender collarbone is thin, his lines are clear and round, and he looks extremely smooth. Only then did he discover that kind of delicate, very sexy face. His face is breathtaking, indifferent and aloof. A strand of broken hair hangs down in front of his beautiful forehead. His eyes are slightly covered, but his sharp and clear eyes are like cold mountains. That snow, pure and cold...

He held a teacup in his hand, which contained a cup of black tea. The tea was already cold, but he still didn't take a sip

After standing for a while, he walked to the computer, opened the computer and wrote a few characters with his slender fingers, and then a series of pages were displayed on the computer.

He opened it one by one for a long time, pursed his lips slightly, got up, and stood in front of the window again, the stars outside kept twinkling, it seems that tomorrow will be a good weather again

The fine wind messed up his hair slightly, as if it carried a burst of quiet music... It made his eyes a little dreamy...

A phone rang, and he walked by, picked up the phone and put it to his ear, his unique cool voice was very nice

"Hey……"

For a long time, there was no sound that day

he frowned

still didn't speak

He clenched the phone tightly with his fingers, his eyes changed but he was a little impatient

"Hey..." Another sound, if you don't speak again, he will hang up, if you let him know who made fun of him, he will never... let him go...

"Tezuka...Tezuka...Senior..." Finally came a female voice that was extremely suppressed

"Who are you?" Tezuka picked up the phone and sat on the sofa with someone he didn't know, making his voice more familiar and rigorous

Another half day without speaking

He hung up the phone, then rang and answered, "Hello!"

"Senior Tezuka, I'm Kiyoki, I just want to say good night to you, okay, I have nothing to say, sorry to disturb you" The words over there kept exploding like cannonballs, without giving him a chance to respond Then, there was a beeping sound of hanging up...

Tezuka put down the phone, with a calm face, walked to the table, picked up the already cold teacup, the shape of the teacup was very simple, but very elegant. He took a sip, the cold tea had a slightly bitter taste

He unconsciously stirred the small spoon in his hand, not knowing where his thoughts went...

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Kiyoki Hashika sat on the bed, holding the phone tightly, her small face was completely red, she was so ashamed, and her face was so hot, did she talk to Tezuka-senpai?Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, she got out of bed, opened it, it was the day, tomorrow is the weekend, the blush on her face slowly spread to her neck tomorrow, she can see him, she thought, Tezuka-senpai Although she is usually cold, she is definitely different from others to her. She remembers that every time he sees her, he always greets him, even though she took the initiative first... She stuck out her tongue...

She fell in love with him from the first day she met him. Although he had a fiancée at that time, he never liked the girl who was a fiancée at all, so she had a lot of opportunities, although because of Saya Yinyu's relationship , she brought herself a lot of trouble, but every time she was saved by Tezuka-senpai, he was like her prince, protecting her from the witch, of course, she was that princess, that witch, that is now Saya Otowa

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