someone likes blue

——The favored ones have nothing to fear / How can one not be scheming when one is at a disadvantage

Bu Er walked into the "Confidence Flower House", unloaded the huge photography backpack on his shoulders, dug out a dark blue canvas bag the size of a football, and shook it vigorously on the counter.

A burst of fine and exquisite noises suddenly broke the tranquility of the store.

Liu Lian'er rushed out, took the canvas bag, opened it, looked at it carefully, and beamed with joy: "No, you really got it! I'll go to the storage room to record the data right now, you can take care of yourself!" Light and brisk, it doesn't quite match the usual stable image.

Fuji smiled as usual, turned his head to look at Tezuka who came behind him at some point, and his smile deepened: "Hey, Tezuka, long time no see. Where are Yukimura-kun and Sanada-kun?"

Tezuka handed him a wet towel, glanced at the camera backpack in the corner, and frowned slightly: "Wipe the sweat first; Sanada accompanied Yukimura to the hospital for a follow-up visit; and," glanced at the watch, "We said goodnight at the gate of 'Blue' 18 hours and 26 minutes ago."

Fuer covered his face with the whole towel, and let out a long breath of comfort, because under the towel, his voice became a little muffled, but the playfulness in it did not diminish a bit: "An old saying goes, 'One day I don’t see you, it’s like three autumns’ ah, Tezuka, what do you think?”

Tezuka didn't answer, but there was warmth in his always cold eyes, but unfortunately, Fuji who buried his face in the towel didn't see it.

Fuji took down the towel, wrapped it around his neck, and looked left and right: "Huh, Tezuka? This is your new 'Little Mary' No. [-]?" Tilting his head, he stared at the display cabinet the only exhibit.

"what."

"There's no difference—huh? It seems smaller?" He raised his head and looked at Tezuka with a puzzled expression.

Tezuka tilted his head, as if avoiding Fuji's gaze.He took out a small box from his pocket: "For you."

Buer opened it with his hand: "Well, it's a pendant——"

In fact, it's a delicate glass pendant: egg-shaped no bigger than a thumb.In the center of the transparent ellipsoid, a pot of small green plants is quietly embedded.The flowerpot was smaller than a fingernail, but it was made extremely meticulously. The bear painted on the flowerpot had a vivid expression, and the sharp thorns on the plants were also clear.

The more I watched it, the more I couldn't put it down: "Hey, Tezuka, did you redo 'Little Mary' just to save materials?"

Tezuka looked at the wall next to him stubbornly: "—you missed your birthday—didn't you like cacti very much when you flipped through the pictures last time?"

Fuji opened his eyes, his blue pupils were full of sparkling light, he put his hands behind his back, put his head in front of Tezuka, his smile seemed to overflow: "Hey, Tezuka, can this be a confession?"

Tezuka's face seemed to be blushing, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: How can we let this vicious guy in front of him continue to gain the upper hand?

His feet moved a little without any trace, and seeing that Fuji, who was obsessed with studying his facial expression, was completely between himself and the wall, Tezuka suddenly raised an arc at the corner of his lips.

Fuji was stunned, his eyes lit up, and before he had time to say anything, Tezuka's once-in-a-lifetime smile suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and for a moment it was as if all things were revived, and the world was spring.

There was heat on his lips, and Fujika realized what Tezuka was doing, and felt that countless fireworks were blooming in his head, and his whole body became hot.He wanted to take a step back, but his vest was against the wall.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Tezuka let go of Fuji, forehead to forehead, low laughter rolling across each other's hearts like thunder.

"This is the confession, no two."

Fuji's sincere smile blooms infinitely. In this world of poor plants, he laughed at the scene of a hundred flowers suddenly blooming on the wasteland: "My heart is deep, Tezuka."

"Call me 'Guoguang'?"

"it is good."

"Zhou Zhu."

……

Tezuka and Fuji walked side by side aimlessly on the street.There wasn't much conversation between the two, but looking at that posture, it felt like they could walk forever.

Yukimura felt that he was like the stick for beating mandarin ducks. He walked forward slowly, raised his hand and said, "Good afternoon, both of you!"

As expected, Tezuka had no expression on his face, but the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

Fuji is still smiling like a flower, for Yukimura, he always has a tolerance and respect for each other: "Good afternoon, Seichi, you are in good spirits today!"

Yukimura nodded in response to Fuji's concern: "It's okay, thank you!"

The irrational roar in Tezuka's mind only lasted for about a second, and he immediately realized that Yukimura couldn't have stopped them like this for no reason.Frowning slightly: "What's wrong?"

Yukimura's smile remained undiminished, but there was a little worry hidden in it: "—— Said to gather in half an hour and listen to the unified announcement."

"About what?" Fuji was curious, Yukimura must have known something inside to have such a look.

"Our memory." After finishing speaking, he added: "The research is not ideal, maybe, there are some risks."

The three of them are not the type to be easily excited, so they just silently evaluate in their hearts.

Until Sanada hurried over from the other side of the road and put a coat on Yukimura's shoulders.

Tezuka clenched Fuji's hand beside him.

Fuji smiled freely: "Even if all the memories are lost, it's not terrible, but it's just a matter of doing it all over again."

The people around were also relieved.

Yes, but it's just falling in love with you again.

Our love is enough to make each other confident.

"Peony flowers? Huh?" Atobe's gorgeous and lazy voice sounded, and the bubbling Ninzu, who was originally happy and satisfied, was excited, and the beauty that was full of heart dissipated a little bit.

The ambiguous and somewhat rotten atmosphere in the room seemed to have been filtered out, leaving only scum visible to the naked eye.

Atobe's fingertips slowly slid across the well-proportioned and muscular chest of Ninjazu - a chest that was very in line with Mr. Atobe's aesthetics. There was an unexplained smile on his lips: "It's amazing, Ninaku Yushi, you even learned how to hypnotize and hypnotize ?”

Ren Zuzu's chest straightened out, obviously very useful for the touch of Atobu's fingers, and he narrowed his eyes: "Actually, the human brain is too delicate and complex, we should just try it out, shouldn't we?"

"Oh?" A sharp and dangerous light flashed in Atobe's eyes: "But with my judgment, you still can't pass the test with your statement—"

Shinobu suddenly turned over and threw Atobe back on the bed.

Atobe was caught off guard, and was really suppressed.Gently pushed his shoulders hard: "Hey - what's going on again!"

Hold him tight.

Then the voice that sounded next to Atobu's ear was magnetic and pleasant, but he couldn't hide a trace of trembling: "Xiao Jing, I think, I should be very scared, maybe, too scared."

Atobu was surprised.In memory, Renzu has never been so uncertain.

He kind of understood.

Hold your head up: "Fool!"

Uncle Ben's fool.

The author has something to say: Because he suddenly climbed the wall to write another article, "Somebody Likes Blue" is only written here, and all the stocks are cleared out on the 1029th day. ^_^

It’s not that I never thought of writing two articles at the same time, but the result of the attempt was not good, and I felt that something was wrong.

But this article will not be cheated (should be), I really like this idea.