Mi Xia [Net King]

Kei Atobe loves Bixiang Hirano.

Not just liking, but loving.

When she smiles, he can't help laughing, when she's sad, he's in pain and doesn't know what to do, he can't help but look at what she's looking at, like what she likes, when he sees her, The sight can no longer leave her side, the whole heart is full of her, so nervous and frightened, will leave this time, will forget the existence of her and all these.

Back then, Hirano Bixiang hugged her young child and said that feelings need to be interactive, and unilateral dedication is like a flame without fuel, which will always go out one day.Emotions need to be reciprocated, so the meaning of his life to her will eventually return to the importance she has to him. The pain she feels because of his pain, he will also worry about her worry.

Even if he forgets her existence, the traces she left in his life will not disappear.Atobe Keigo grew up in his time and space, moved forward in a hurry, and never let his eyes stay on anyone, not because he didn't understand love, but because there was an indelible shadow in his chest.

What does it look like when a flower blooms in your heart?

When he was young, he was so regretful but couldn't keep it that he watched the flowers she gave him wither after all, but it turned out that the rose had been planted in his heart from the very beginning.

"What's wrong?" Hirano Bixiang pushed his head in confusion and curiosity.He shook his head, and the hands around his waist tightened instead.Such a sticky feeling is like being attached to her child with all her heart and eyes, but if this is the 23-year-old Keigo Atobe, what did she say that made him feel so insecure?

Want to laugh and cry.Atobe Keigo should be thankful that he can't speak now, otherwise how could he hide this throbbing.

When I realized that I loved you deeply, I was destined to forget this love.

Atobu Jingwu is not frustrated but brave.

Still holding the tablet computer, Hirano Bixiang has seen him use various means to try to get in touch with another self more than once.Of course they all ended in failure.

For him, he probably felt horrified at the beginning. The whole world is controlled by an invisible but perceivable force, as if he is surrounded by a pair of ubiquitous eyes, which makes people feel creepy just thinking about it .But after confirming that this is a kind of "rule", he started to try it instead.

——So this is Keigo Atobe.

He has never been willing to accept the established settings, even if he is faced with fate, he will not accept any mercy, the kind of innate almost arrogant self-confidence and never give up from the blood, let him know even if he knows I have to bump into the south wall, and I have to walk through it myself knowing that it is a dead end.

"You are provoking fate." Hirano Bixiang was a little worried.

"Since it brought me here to save me, it probably won't make me pay for it." This is Keigo Atobe's argument.

Facing a situation that is almost impossible to turn around, what others think is how many retreats there are, and what he thinks is how much leverage I still have; when faced with a foregone conclusion that has become a reality, what others think is how regretful and unwilling It’s best to start over, what he thinks is that even regret and resentment are the past created by me, and there is no need to change it.

Childish stubbornness, overbearing and domineering, but she is so cute that people can't help but admire her.

So Bixiang Hirano was worried deep in her heart, whether he would try to find Keigo Atobe in this time and space in person.

She dared not show her concern, nor did she dare to let him know what she was thinking.Hope it's just me worrying too much.

Keigo Atobe's voice began to recover. After the doctor diagnosed that in addition to strict adherence to the taboos, he didn't need to pay more attention. After slowly recovering to its original state, the first thing to do was to flush the prepared medicines into the washstand.Hirano Bixiang didn't even have time to save her, she saw the young man turned his head to look at her, his smile was not innocent at all, but full of complacency.

The fever is not too severe. It looks like 37 ℃, which is slightly higher than ordinary people. I don’t always feel that my head is heavy and terrible. A solid bed instead of a recliner.

But many times when she entered his room, he would wake up, pull the chair she used to sit on to the window, and quietly watch the sunlight jumping outside the window.Sometimes when it was raining outside, he would sit on the head of the bed with his long legs crossed, hugging the computer and looking at various webpages, not knowing what to do.

He would look up and smile when he noticed her coming.He smiled naturally and recklessly, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows, slightly lazy and a little flamboyant, as if some shackles that bound him had suddenly disappeared.

So Hirano Bixiang didn't know what to say.

What button did she turn on?Why does Keigo Atobe's painting style change every day?

There was another storm last night.

Early in the morning, Hirano Bixiang went downstairs rubbing her sleepy eyes, only to look up and see a familiar figure on the sofa.Atobe Keigo didn't know how long he sat there, the picture on the TV screen that marked the end had already been frozen.

Hirano Bixiang didn't express any thoughts about his thinker's appearance, but glanced at the screen from the corner of her eye, and then glanced again, "Ponyu Ji on the Cliff"... has a lot of problems.

"Good morning." Atobe Keigo put down his hands and raised his head to greet her.

"Good morning." Hirano Bixiang smiled reflexively.

The ominous premonition reached its peak when Keigo Atobe signed for the courier and was about to go out in a suit.

——"Scent?" He turned his head and paused.

Hirano Bixiang was sitting on the porch moving pots for roses.Dingding looked at him for a long time, shook his head, and then continued to bury his head.

Atobe Keigo slowed down when he went out, turned around, and squatted down beside her.

He was very patient to watch her replant the seedlings and change the pots, helped move the flower pots from time to time, passed the flower shovels, and didn't care if his hands got muddy.

After Hirano Bixiang finished her work, she looked up at him again.Then he got up silently and walked to the water pipe, turned on the water and rinsed his hands, brought the water gun over, and washed his hands.

She took off her apron and put it on the flower stand casually.

Atobe Keigo just squatted there, smiling at her.

Even such a casual and lazy posture reveals an indescribable elegance.

Hirano Bixiang was silent for a long time, but still said: "Jingwu, I'm a little scared."

Not long ago she was the one who comforted him, and now the comforted person is well adjusted, but she is getting more and more disturbed by his behavior.

The feeling of being connected, when she understood what he wanted to do, he also understood why she was worried.Every move can accurately analyze the intention, and every expression can understand what the other party is thinking. In many cases, just being silent to each other does not mean that they don't know in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid, I can't change anything." Keigo Atobe said, "It's just that I want to struggle a little more before I put the oil in the pan."

In my heart, it is determined.He is trapped in a closed time period, unable to communicate with his past self, and unable to change certain established facts in this time and space.

But he couldn't help but want to find out.I want to know why this time and space can exist, I want to know why fate brought him to Hirano Bixiang, I want to know... Can he not leave, can he remember her.

This smile is too dazzling, the face is too gorgeous, it is inevitable to be a little lazy when the movements are slow, but the rose blooms to the extreme, and it is difficult to hide it, one can only marvel at it and admire it.

Hirano Bixiang could only see him off.

Then, while cleaning the fallen flowers and leaves on the steps, I thought that the headache is fate and rules.He was born to be shrouded in infinite aura, and fate favored him so much that he was reluctant to let him die in his best years, so how could he care about these things.

Keigo Atobe came back before dinner.At that time, Hirano Bixiang's mind had already reached the paradox of time and space.

It is impossible for the two Atobe Keigo to have a little connection, and naturally they cannot appear on the same occasion.But there is not much difference in their appearance. It can be said that they should be exactly the same. Any acquaintances will probably mistake him when they see him.The reason why Atobe Keigo insisted on not going to the hospital at the beginning was because he knew that Ninzuzu's cousin was in Hakone Hospital, and they knew each other.

There are many times when the brain is at a loss, and Keigo Atobe looked at her helplessly from the side.

Then that day, Keigo Atobe took out the invitation letter in the candy box: "Concert."

"..." Hirano Bixiang.She herself forgot.

"I have the honor to be with you?" Keigo Atobe smiled.

"Of course I don't mind."

When Keigo Atobe took out Shizumi's well-fitting suit, Hirano Bixiang was still a little curious.When he drove back from nowhere in a high-end car, she was not surprised at all.

When she entered the arena holding his arm, Hirano Bixiang was still a little worried about seeing someone she knew.The adult Atobe Keigo is so dazzling that even the crowd can't hide his presence. He is naturally flamboyant enough to grab everyone's attention immediately. Just standing still has a suffocating charm. The impact is even harder to resist.

At the end of the concert, Hirano Bixiang standing at the entrance of the theater was a little dazed.

Later, when they walked slowly back along the streets of the residential area, Hirano Bixiang turned to look at the people beside her: "You already knew?"

He is a visible phantom during this time.Fate made him appear here in reality, but it didn't make him have any intersection with those established facts.This is his past time and space, where he cannot change any details.

Fate will stagger all encounters, even if someone Keigo Atobe knows stands in front of him, he will not be able to notice his existence.

"Yes." The young man also turned his head to look at her, smiled, and stretched out his hands.

Hirano Bixiang thought of the boy who also existed like this.

So she reached out and took his palm.

Together they walked the road where pink wild roses bloomed.

The author has something to say:

5.3

I like the word "excited" more and more~

The next step should be "How can you not like me!".But he can't do anything, because he knows that he is destined to leave, and under the premise that the future is not clear, he can't do anything but smile and feel sad. [Thought that was the only way?

【too naive!

The summer festival is sweet~ This president is still too young, of course he can't be so calm when facing his first love, I believe it's instinct to be a nest!Instinct!

"small theater"

*another encounter*

Keigo Atobe ran away from home when he was 11 years old... oh no, hiking.

Keigo Atobe felt that he had had enough. Not only did he have to return to China to face a strange environment, but he also had to be ruled by his father who had always been eclipsed and completely ignored him. It would be better to stay in England and at least get used to it and see him occasionally. How about mother.

Immediately he was going to be thrown into the new environment of Ice Emperor, and he was really bored, so he didn't tell anyone, dropped everything, put a few bills in his pocket, and climbed up the Shinkansen.

This is the country he was born in, but what he has seen with his own eyes is really a little pitiful.

He stayed in Lake Ashi for a long time, and finally had such a day to wait for the superb view of the reflection of Mount Fuji.He sat among a large group of people fishing by the lake, thinking about where he should go next.Then he touched his pocket and thought he should go home.

Dangyouyou got into the car and went to the homestay he had contacted earlier. He wandered around the ancient modern residential area for a long time, and felt that he really liked the environment of Hakone.

When I woke up, I leaned tiredly at the door and looked at the sky early in the morning. It was raining outside.

He was born so well, probably the figure in a bathrobe unexpectedly suited the atmosphere, and the occasional passers-by didn't feel that he was in the way at the side of the door, and instead wanted to cast a few glances at him without hesitation.

Atobe Keigo saw two figures, one big and one small, walking across the street.

The tall and handsome man was holding an umbrella, and the blue and white bathrobe was also held up by him with incomparable momentum.Under the umbrella was a six or seven-year-old girl, also wearing a yukata, with cherry blossoms floating on a white background, holding a large bouquet of roses in her arms, and her wooden clogs stepped on the bluestone ground lightly, looking up as if she was saying something to her father.

When the man turned around subconsciously, Keigo Atobe realized that he had a pair of extremely deep eyes, as if he could see everything with just one glance.The girl also turned her head to look over, his heart skipped a beat for some reason.

He watched helplessly as the father and daughter disappeared across the street.

Later——later on the field of the quarter-finals of the national conference, Keigo Atobe raised his head high and proudly looked at the auditorium. In such a turbulent and jubilant crowd, he immediately recognized the one who was sitting there quietly watching looking at her girl.