The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 33
"What is the emotion of falling in love?" 』

"This seems to be a question that is difficult to answer in words, and even the description is pale and powerless. I always feel that I lack the kind of complex heart that I might call at that time. 』

"This kind of emotion may be the smiling faces of men and women under the rain and dew, or it may be the youth flowing together in the sunset, or it may be wandering in front of each other's door late at night after being angry. 』

"The deceit, concealment, sincerity, and devotion in love are more difficult to define. 』

"However, if we start from the perspective of management, although we can't deliberately seek a special answer, we can also sum up the general law of human love and emotion in a simple way."

Most people have dreams about their emotions.

Maybe I saw the back figure by the lake but couldn't catch it anyway.

Or chasing after her agile and jumping steps in the quiet forest.

It may also appear directly in the marriage hall.

The bright red carpet was laid evenly on the ground, the crystal chandeliers exuded brilliant colors, and the air was scattered with colored flowers of salutes.

Wearing a white wedding dress, she held her father's arm, and the flower girl walked slowly behind her with the tail of her skirt. The bouquet in her hand became the most beautiful flower in the world at this time.

She has also become the only person who comes into your mind in your eyes, and the hustle and bustle of the surrounding guests are turned into a breeze to freeze in this picture.

It's just that I can't see her face clearly, even if I try my best to remember it, it's still useless.

The delicate face under the pure white veil has become a pity that cannot be touched.

Only that figure is intertwined in your mind, tormenting you who was distraught after waking up, and it is still branded in your heart even after many years.

This emotion is so complicated.

Even if I can't remember her face clearly.

But the inner impulse is irresistible.

No matter how rational a person touches this emotion, he will act against the bottom line and principles, even if he sees that face from afar.

But the depth of this emotion is greed after all.

See you again, see you again, see you again.

Endlessly breaking the last side that has persuaded myself.

Is this the essence of being in love?

Difficult to define and even harder to explain.

Minamoto Raimiko's fingers rested on the keyboard, looking at the words in the document in silence, his eyes gradually dimmed in ecstasy.

He was also thinking, and also delving into it, so that he was in a daze for a long time.

"Raiko, Raiko"

It wasn't until the familiar voice next to his ear gradually became louder that his vision gradually recovered, and the colors of the whole world returned to his mind.

Minamoto Raimiko twisted his stiff neck and looked to the left.

Then he saw Xiaomu Qingming looking at him worriedly.

"What's wrong with you Raiko? Do you have a fever, are you dizzy?"

Xiaomu Qingming turned the chair around, his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

Shaking Minamoto Raimitsu's body and seeing no response, he just stared at himself fixedly, as if the nerves in his brain were out of control.

He stretched out his hand directly to check the temperature of his forehead, then retracted it to touch his own, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment, anxious like a hamster in a cage.

"I'm fine, just a little distracted." Yuan Laiguang felt a little relieved and moved. It's rare for a roommate in college to have such a deep relationship, and it's even more difficult to have such a caring and considerate roommate.

After the three views are confirmed, it is difficult to have close friends, and the way of getting along with the personality is even more difficult to change. There are too few people like Xiaomu Qingming who are good wives and mothers.

Especially in this materialistic society, it is even more difficult to see each other, each of them is a rare treasure friend.

In his memory, there was a typhoon before, and Xiaomu Seimei took the initiative to send umbrellas in the rain. He was bedridden with a severe cold and took good care of him, changing towels every half an hour.

He can cook and do housework without any complaints. He is even better than Yamato Nadeko.

Minamoto Raimitsu would be satisfied if he had such a girlfriend.

If you get a wife like this, what will your husband do?
Almost forgot he was a man again.
Minamoto Raimitsu quickly dismissed the idea.

Xiaomu Qingming saw that he finally managed to calm down and speak, so he swallowed the heart that raised his throat, and patted his flat chest while heaved a sigh of relief:

"It's fine, it's fine, I thought you were a little hypoglycemic, you've been writing your paper at noon, I asked you to eat but you didn't eat, I'll buy you something to eat later."

"I'll go to the convenience store to buy some bento later and eat it at home."

Minamoto Larimitsu really felt hungry in his stomach, and he was indeed lost at noon and didn't eat, but he hesitated for a while and still didn't intend to let Xiaomu run around.

He glanced at the sky outside the library window and found that it had completely darkened.

"That's okay, go back and heat it in the microwave, and I won't make dinner today."

Xiaomu Qingming thought for a while and nodded, seeing that he had no signs of hypoglycemia, he didn't force it, but hearing the dry voice in Minamoto Raimiko's throat, he glanced at the drink in front of him, and put himself Passed over the cup: "Drink some water first."

Minamoto Raikou's throat was indeed a little dry.

After noon, I just focused on writing my thesis and didn't get a drop of water.

It's not polite to take Xiaomu Qingming's cup, and the men don't mind so much. He unscrewed the lid and took a few sips down his throat.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate at all, Xiaomu Qingming couldn't help smiling, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked to the side, as if he was looking for something, and after confirming that he was still there, he turned his head and looked at him. Minamoto Raimiko reminded in a low voice: "By the way, someone was looking for you just now."

"Anyone looking for me?"

Minamoto Larimitsu paused for a moment while drinking water, he felt much more comfortable in his throat now.

Xiaomu Qingming does not drink cold water in four seasons. Like a girl who is menstruating all year round, she often adds a little honey to the hot water.

It's just that if you add too much, it's easy to tummy.

"It's a girl, right there."

Minamoto looked in the direction he was pointing.

Then he saw a timid petite figure standing not far away.

Who else could have a shrunken look other than Saki Hatsu Koto.

Minamoto Larimitsu put down the cup and got up and walked over, while Koki Seimei sat there without moving, watching his back and secretly took out his mobile phone.

Xiaomu Seimei pretended to be nonchalant and looked at the phone, but actually turned the camera on quietly, and continued to expand the camera's magnification with his thumb and index finger.

"Damn, why can't I see clearly!"

It may be because the phone's zoom is not good enough. Xiaomu Seimei adjusted the magnification to the maximum, but he couldn't see the little girl's face clearly.

The screen of the mobile phone is full of spots similar to those of old TVs, and the girl's bangs are a bit long, so I finally gave up after trying a few times.

Just when he was about to take a photo and go back to study it, he found that Minamoto Raimitsu had said goodbye to the other party and turned back. Shocked, Seimei quickly put away his phone and turned around to pretend to read a book.

It wasn't until Minamoto Raimitsu sat down again that he mustered up the courage to ask a question.

"What does that girl want from you?"

"It's okay, give me something, let's go."

"Oh okay."

Xiaomu Qingming looked sharply at the thing he had placed on the table, and found that it was a white jade seal, and when he looked carefully at the bottom of the horizontal position, there were several ancient and simple words engraved on it.

【Origin Laiguang Printing】

Seals are not things that ordinary relationships would give.

His face instantly turned pale.

Is this a token of love?

(End of this chapter)