Mi Xia [Net King]

Sure enough, the wound bleeds again in the end.

Atobe Keigo pretended nothing happened, because someone as keen as Hirano Bixiang didn't notice it.

The atmosphere was too good, she was finally let go, she was already very embarrassed by the passers-by, and before she could settle the score, she looked up and saw him looking at her with a smile on his face. The fireworks exploded above her head, and she was so attracted by the brilliant light that she even forgot where she was for a long time, let alone anything else.

The night was so heavy, and the kimono he was wearing was too dark in color, not to mention that there was no blood seeping out, even if there was, it was just a small black spot like water droplets, and his nose was filled with all kinds of smells, let alone a slight smell. The smell of blood, until they walked home slowly, Hirano Bixiang took out the key to unlock, turned around and saw him leaning against the street lamp, slightly bent over, with one hand covering his waist - the shadow covered his face, She stayed there for quite a while, her brain exploded into a cloud of thunder before she suddenly understood what had happened.

It was probably at that moment that her face was too pale, and Keigo Atobe grabbed her hand in a panic. The cold touch almost made him shiver, and some sourness and sweetness slowly gushed out in his heart: "Xiang, I It's okay... let's go to the doctor."

She looked at him, her amber pupils were full of deep emotions, it was impossible to tell how many emotions superimposed to form such a deep vortex, he almost thought she was going to cry, but she nodded quickly .

It was past midnight when I came back from next door.The wound didn't open much, Dr. Umeda quickly helped to bandage it up, and then gave him a meaningful look.

It was this look that made him shudder.Keigo Atobe still refused to let go of Hirano Bixiang's hand after returning home.She doesn't talk to him, he knows that she is very annoyed now, but he still wants to laugh now, he can't help but want to laugh, even if he also feels uncomfortable because of her discomfort, he can't control the arc of the corners of his mouth, and it doesn't hurt at all. Regret the act of hugging her earlier.

"I'm sorry, Xiang." I wanted to laugh, so I really laughed, and when I apologized, I still felt that it was too beautiful. "I'm fine, don't worry about me." If you were worried, I'd be terribly guilty too.

"I'm obviously very happy today," he said in a low voice, "So, Xiang, please be happy till the end, okay?"

Hirano Bixiang's teardrops fell patter.

Atobe Keigo even trembled with his hands, and was so distressed that he couldn't speak. In the end, he could only hold her hand tightly, and smiled at her quietly.

"You are disobedient." She wiped her tears with her other hand and complained, "You know...you are still disobedient."

"Well," he confessed, "I'm a bit willful, it's not right."

The tone is quite sincere and serious: "I know the limit, crossing this limit is not that I don't know how to control, but that I clearly know what I have to bear, and I think I can bear the price, so I did it-because compared to this Everything, Xiang, you are more important."

He smiled, his face may be a little pale, but the arrogance and pride in his brows are consistent: "Xiang, please trust me more, I know what I'm doing."

Hirano Bixiang nodded slowly after being dazed for a long time.Then he withdrew his hand and continued to be annoyed.

It's one thing to accept your reasons, quite another to resent you for not loving yourself.Even if you admit your mistake!

Atobe Keigo smiled as she watched her make her bed.Unable to take a bath, he reluctantly scrubbed himself and changed his clothes. When he sat on the edge of the bed, he saw Hirano Bixiang move his hanging chair to his room again.

Probably because he was afraid that he would have a fever in the middle of the night.Take care of him nearby, so that he doesn't know what happened to him.

Atobe Keigo turned his head to look at her.Hirano Bixiang threw the pillow into the chair, turned her head and was about to pour a glass of water, when she caught his gaze, she froze in place.Obviously he and her are in the same room, so close, why do you feel that he is so far away from you?

The eyebrows and eyes are still the same, the corners of the upturned lips are slightly pursed, and the pupils are as deep as the ocean, so handsome that the viewer can feel a compelling sense of oppression. At this moment, he bends slightly, fingers crossed and smiles. The appearance of being extremely gentle.

"Jingwu?" She spoke dryly.

"Well," he replied, then straightened up and patted the bed under him, "It's uncomfortable to sleep on the chair, half of it for you?"

Hirano Bixiang opened her eyes wide suddenly, and managed to keep her face straight.

"The doctor said that I might have a fever in the middle of the night." Keigo Atobe looked into her eyes and said slowly, "We are all tired, maybe it's hard to notice...but I must be the first to notice something is wrong , if you feel bad, shall I wake you up?"

"Did the doctor say that?" Hirano Bixiang stared at his face suspiciously for a while.

"Yeah." He nodded without changing his face, "You didn't hear that you were taking anti-inflammatory drugs." Eyelids drooped, "And... Xiang, I'm a little scared... stay with me?"

Now that I know how to be afraid, what did I do earlier!

Hirano Bixiang didn't doubt that he was there, her heart softened almost the moment she heard it, she hesitated to pick up her pillow and blanket, walked to the other side of the bed, and slowly put it down.

For her, every Keigo Atobe is really Keigo Atobe.Past experience would largely blind her perception, and she simply didn't realize that something was wrong.

I washed my face in the bathroom, lowered my head to wash my face, and when I looked up, I found that something was wrong with the back of my head. I turned sideways in front of the mirror, and took off the hairpin, which was so fluffy and loose that it fell down, and then a small red knot was tied down. The hair slowly slid down.

When...was it entangled in her hair?

Something flashed in her mind like lightning and flint, and she held the red thread for a long time in a daze.

Her chest was a little sore, but there were too many pictures and too many emotions filling her brain at that moment, and she couldn't sort out any useful information at all.I feel uncomfortable all over my heart, but why is this?

He hesitated to hang the little red thread knot on the sticky hook of the mirror.

She looked at it for a long time before turning around and going out.

Hirano Bixiang originally brought a book and planned to read it for a while, but seeing that the person on the other side of the bed was already in a deep sleep posture, she couldn't help slowing down her movements.She stood by the bed for a while.The pillow was a little high, the young man closed his eyes, breathing very thinly and lightly, his brows stretched and his expression very peaceful.

She looked at the mole of tears under his eyes, involuntarily pursed her lips, and smiled slightly.

Atobe Keigo.A long, long time ago, the only remaining memory that should not belong to her was that boy sitting on the high stands of the tennis court, with his legs crossed, his slender fingertips lightly touching his forehead, his sharp eyes looking down on the court, almost indifferent Arrogant, extremely arrogant.But everything is replaced by reality.

Small immature children still cry in her arms, and proud and bright teenagers still need her gentle guidance. Today's young people, who look so mature and handsome, sometimes even make her feel embarrassed, but more At that time, in her eyes, nothing had changed about him.

Hirano Bixiang bent down to turn off the light, touched the heat-sensitive wall lamp at the head of the bed, then walked to the other side, and sat down gently.

She experienced so many things today, she thought it would be difficult for her to fall asleep, but she didn't expect that if she tried to stay awake, her head would touch the pillow and she would soon fall into a dream.

After a long time, another person slowly opened his eyes.

Atobe Keigo calmly looked at the ceiling for a long time before suppressing the inevitable emotions that filled his chest.The color of water in his eyes softened his originally sharp brows and eyes to the extreme.He turned around, crossed his arms around the edge of the pillow, leaned on the pillow and stared quietly at the sleeping girl.

Once upon a time, those distant and engulfed emotions flooded into the body like a flood, mixed with the complex emotions at this moment, and it became so difficult to control myself.

The fear of leaving her, the despair of forgetting her again, the sadness of these memories breaking into bubbles like a dream.

...It would be great if we could stay at the most beautiful moment of the fireworks blooming, without destroying everything.

"Xiang, I don't want to go." He said this in a low, almost silent voice, and said this gently.

How beautiful the fireworks are, how painful it is now.Being able to laugh with joy is also because such beauty is so rare, even if it is followed by the abyss of hell, it will feel very worthwhile.

You will complain that I don't cherish myself, but Xiang, you don't know, it is such a happy thing to be able to feel pain.

Pain is also kind of real.Soon, I couldn't even feel that reality anymore.

I was really scared.Some panic fear.You don't understand, maybe you will be sad, but you will gradually forget me, just like I can't remember your face after I go back, you don't understand this is love, and you don't understand why it is hard for me to let go.

It's a pity you don't understand.

I'm lucky I didn't say it.

Atobe Keigo put the back of his hand on his chin, and looked at the girl who was close at hand tenderly.

The dim light of the wall lamp cast a faint shadow on her face, her hair was softly spread on the pillow, her face was very peaceful and peaceful.

He wanted to kiss her and hug her, but he just smiled slightly, carefully watching the girl who occupied all the places in his heart, thinking of Lokhvitskaya's poems, full of joy.

I love you like the sea loves the rising sun. /

Like a narcissus, her heart is drawn to the waves,—the splendor and coolness of the water of dreams. /

I love you like the stars love the golden moonlight. /

Like a poet, he loves his work and pours all his thoughts into it. /

I love you like a short-lived moth loves a flame. /

Tired of love, pained by longing. /

I love you as the singing breeze loves the reed, /

I love you with all my heart, with all the chords of my soul. /

I love you like one loves an undecipherable dream :/

More sunshine, more happiness, more vitality and spring. /

——Finally, thank fate for making them meet.

Keigo Atobe closed his eyes.

Hirano Bixiang opened her eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed.

The curtains were drawn open, flooding the room with overwhelming sunlight.The side is empty, the tentacles are cold, without the slightest body temperature.

She thought he was awake, rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs.

Then, after searching the whole house, he was not found.

Hirano Bixiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking up at the sun shining down on her face, her lips trembling and she slowly bent over, unable to straighten her body for a long time.

If this is really the rule of fate - so that you can not even say goodbye.

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5.6

The third chapter of "Meeting you is a gift from God" is over.

The uncle in this chapter has such a posture and such a smile!Feel it yourself!

Today's atmosphere is not suitable for a small theater, it's so cute~ There were a lot of comments yesterday, and today I guess it's about the same... I've been arguing to be 28 years old, now I know it hurts~

Love is not encroachment, not jealousy, not selfishness, not dissatisfaction, I have enjoyed the most beautiful love in the world, even if I never said it, even if I will forget it and regret it, the uncle at that moment must be full of joy.That's why at that moment, I used Bixiang's mouth to cryptically put forward the interpretation of the love in the Bible.Grandpa understands.