Mi Xia [Net King]

Hirano Bixiang looked at him blankly, without tears, but there was a deep and quiet spring lingering in the untouchable place under the pupils.

She looks at you with a well of amber in her eyes.The coolness of the water in the pupils is the cleanest true color, but such eyes are extremely gentle, so gentle that it reminds people of the lingering breeze that goes around the branches but cannot stay, as gentle as those flowers blooming outside the field of vision. Flowers are so lonely and quiet when they are at their most beautiful.

Time has changed, the years are old, but there is one person who will never change.

She seems to be stuck in that summer forever, she maintains that state of mind, continues that waiting, loses the warmth and touch that maintains herself and the world, and then she stands in the alienated and immortal scenery in time .

She really felt uncomfortable.She would empathize with his pain, so why wouldn't he be equally tortured by her mood.

Atobe Keigo thought about how she stood in the garden full of roses in Hakone, waiting for her to go again, and then waited for autumn and winter, but that chaotic summer would never return, they were separated by fate The two sides of the two sides have clearly stepped into the same time sequence, but those who forget don’t know what to do, and those who remember are afraid of causing trouble—they feel so painful that they can hardly breathe.

Staying behind is always harder than forgetting.

But that period of time was clearly imprinted on him. His body and mind remembered all the warmth and touch she had given him, all the emotions that had deeply loved her, and all the thoughts and choices changed because of her. , he just forgot everything about her, and all her shadows were just erased from his mind.

So the heart lost its warmth and vitality, and life was as bleak as if all enthusiasm had been wiped away.However, they didn't just disappear, they just lurked in the corners he couldn't see, and they would accumulate over time and spread like wildly growing vines, and then when they met again, they would all come surging, bringing with them The power to destroy the world.

Which one hurts more?

So far, the blood rushing is still unstoppable, and the heavy emotion almost makes him bend down. How hard he has to suppress all the violent and crazy thoughts.

I don't want to blame you, but the unanswered emotion is too heavy, it's coming so suddenly, I can't control it.

No matter how many reasons he finds, he thought, she will not regret it.Even if she guessed that there might be another situation after the encounter, she would not take the initiative to come, because she could not bear any unexpected consequences.Fate is such a wonderful and terrifying thing. Before she tried her best to restrain her sadness and longing, what she was more afraid of was bringing trouble to him.

Therefore, from the beginning of recalling everything, he knew that she would not appear in front of him if fate did not make them meet again.

"I'm sorry," she said sincerely and apologetically, "...I'm sorry."

His heart was agitated like a tidal wave that would overwhelm all his sanity, such a deep and gentle love struggling to escape from the bondage of his body, even though he barely restrained those emotions, his whole body was still full of envy.

But.Can't forgive her.Atobe Keigo.You can't just forgive her for that.

After a long and depressing silence, a dry and cold voice sounded in a low voice: "Is this enough?"

Hirano Bixiang sat there blankly, with a puzzled expression, but also a little flustered, ignorant and didn't know what to do, but she seemed to feel something, so she was a little scared instinctively.Finally asked in a low voice: "Are you going to hit me?"

Keigo Atobe's mind went blank for a moment.After a long time, he lowered his head, pressed his forehead heavily on her shoulder, and took a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the sour and laughing impulse: "...don't fight."

"Sorry." She apologized again.

"No." He said coldly.

Hirano Bixiang was silent for a while.

"Jingwu... I'm sorry." The voice was soft and soft, full of disappointment.

"No." Still indifferent and stubborn to refuse.

"...It's not good." She sighed old-fashionedly.

Hirano Bixiang felt that since meeting him again, things had completely deviated from her expectations.

But it should be very happy.They have already accepted the reality that they will forever be separated from his world. Now that they have such an encounter, every little bit they get is like a luxury and a gift.

This is Keigo Atobe.It's all Keigo Atobe.

She sat there, not even feeling the pain in her leg for a long time.After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his arms and hugged his back, carefully stroking the back of his neck.

Although this Keigo Atobe has grown a little bigger, and his aura is even more terrifying, which makes people feel a little frightened when they look at it... But there is still no way to create a sense of distance.Maybe now she understands that time can become such an insignificant thing, because the most important things always stay in place.

"I'm very happy...I'm really happy, Jingwu." Hirano Bixiang said softly, "I used to...I always thought that after that summer passed, the miracle was over, even if I stood in front of you in the future, you I don't know who I am...I thought that I was the only one who would remember that time...King Wu, I'm really happy that fate can give me such a gift."

In this case, no matter how hurtful those years of waiting and hopelessness are, I still think it is worth it.

Be cool.Atobe Keigo.You have to be ruthless.

"But I'm not happy."

"..." Hirano Bixiang was completely lost.

After a long time, Keigo Atobe raised his head, the expression on his face was still dull, and his facial features were even more unbelievably handsome at close range.

"Do you think it's better to forget than to remember, Xiang?" The deep voice stuck in his throat, and the ending sound rose slightly but clearly felt suppressed.

Is it not?Hirano Bixiang thought seriously at first, and after realizing that the expression of the person in front of her was even more indifferent, she immediately shook her head vigorously in conditioned reflex.

"Forgetting is better than remembering?" Repeated again, every word seemed to be squeezed out between clenched teeth, and the extra voice was almost uttered, "Huh?"

Hirano Bixiang was overwhelmed by the overwhelming anger, her eyes widened, and she wanted to shrink back, but instinctively felt that he might be even more angry, so she froze there.

"None of them are good." She said in a small voice, and touched his back again tentatively, "None of them are good."

"It hurts so much..." His face was expressionless, "Six years, your six years..." The corners of his lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "For me... How long is it?"

very long... huh...

He said coldly: "What you have gradually forgotten over such a long time has come to me in this day...Xiang, which one do you think is better?"

It's not good... But, it's just like being coquettish.

The tone is so indifferent, the expression is so cold, but... it seems like she is acting like a baby.

An untimely ecstasy had barely begun before her retribution.

"Xiang, do you understand?" He stared into her eyes, at such a close distance, even breathing was almost intertwined, without any doubt or even a pause in his tone, he just said to himself, "You understand, right. "

She was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"You understand." He said softly.

Hirano Bixiang blinked her eyes slowly, dazed, then pursed her lips.

She was even more cautious, lowering her eyes and not even daring to look at him.

Atobe Keigo paused for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her chin and snap her head off.

I can't help but be gentle and I have to make him angry!

As soon as his tone is softer, she shrinks so much that she can't grasp it, she must be forced, right?

"fragrant!"

Hirano Bixiang looked blank.

She belatedly realized that this posture seemed...too intimate?

Atobe Keigo suddenly stopped, let go of her chin, wiped her face with his fingers, and the warm tears made the breath in his chest dissipate.

He hugged her tightly, let her go after only a hug, then straightened up, picked her up and adjusted her position so that she could lie down.

"Does your leg hurt?" he asked.

She nodded wildly.

He knelt down and saw her head sunk into the soft pillow, but refused to lift her face up.

He whispered: "Fragrant?"

"I'm sorry," she said sullenly, "I know it hurts...don't be angry."

For a split second, all negativity in his body disappeared.Then before the heavier resentment and trembling surged up, Atobe Keigo took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to brush away the hair covering her face, then lowered his head, gently and carefully, kissed her forehead.

"I forgive you." He said wearily and slowly, "I forgive you, Xiang."

For a long time after Keigo Atobe left this room, Hirano Bixiang couldn't get back to her senses. The moment her thoughts came back, the tears in her eyes welled up even more fiercely.

It's not intentional to escape, nor does it feel awkward, it's just... I don't know how to respond.

In six years, even though it was vividly engraved in her heart, everything was settled down.She didn't even expect that when everything started again, he would be so stubborn and fierce.

All the expressions, all the eyes, all the movements of this man, every cell in the body that is breathing, are expressing the truth with such force: I love you.

Of course she understands.Of course she understood.

Hirano Bixiang slowly stroked the red line on her wrist.For such a long time, she has acquired such a habit.

She seemed to finally begin to understand what this emotion was.

Just like a poem he put in his photo album at that time.

The once clean handwriting is full of too clear emotions.

"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. "

The author has something to say:

5.11

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, I've been stalking for too long today, and I just straightened out the next plot not long ago! !The chapter was broken yesterday because Wo kept thinking, should I go on kissing?Do you want to kiss me!The opportunity is great!But I feel that it is not yet time... Speaking of this, stupid readers, I finally found out that you never understand the point! !Yesterday's chapter was really full of malice, if you shouted, hurry up, hurry up... Maybe I really...

Well, on to the next chapter!The next chapter gives benefits!It will be updated on time tomorrow morning, this time it must be right!

PS: This poem is really suitable for the occasion!Very special!But you don't pay attention to the key points at all!So I will call it to find a sense of presence again! !