Mi Xia [Net King]

Ninja Yuuji felt that this was the rhythm of going crazy.Can't contact Keigo Atobe!Why can't I get in touch? !

A lost call may indeed be an accident.But when the numbers were dialed one by one, no one answered them all, which is absolutely unusual.At least based on his understanding of Keigo Atobe, how could he not be abnormal?

After finally getting off work, he went straight to Atobe’s house. Mr. Mitchell, the housekeeper, said kindly that the host’s family had left early in the morning.

It's a fucking dog!What the hell is going on, bastard!

Suppressing the roar in his heart, he calmly asked Mr. Mitchell about someone's whereabouts.The other party smiled and shook his head, seeing that expression that was usually unpredictable, he knew that there was nothing to ask.Taking a deep breath, he picked up his cell phone on the way back and called Taki back.

Accidents happened frequently in the beginning of summer, and several major departments of the surgery jumped up and down to borrow doctors and shouted every day that there were not enough manpower. Taki's phone call, he was so dazed for a long time that he couldn't figure out the situation.

It's like stepping on a cloud in a dream, you can clearly feel that you are dreaming, but you can't wake up anyway, that's how he felt at that time, he could clearly distinguish every word Taki said, but he couldn't make those words into words. Suddenly do not recognize.

Then, at a certain moment, Fukuo's heart was in his heart, he was thinking about what Taki had said almost tremblingly, and felt that the joke was really too big.To make him believe that Keigo Atobe has a long-awaited lover... Are you kidding me? !

He hasn't had time to introduce the girl on Mr. Sakaki's side yet!Last time, he said that he wanted to exchange contact information to help them thread the bridge, but this guy escaped somehow. He was frightened when he returned to the cafe from the road, and he didn't think about it until the end. trouble.Before that, Keigo Atobe would think it a miracle if he focused on a girl for a few moments.

They all came from Ice Emperor. They knew each other when they were in junior high school. He has a closer relationship with Atobe, and Taki Oginosuke followed him all the way because he worshiped Keigo Atobe. In the end, he was forced to teach I have to sit in the director's position, both public and private, they should have a say in the life of Keigo Atobe, a girl who they don't know but has a close relationship with Keigo Atobe... How is it possible!

But Taki said so swearingly!Of course he can't disclose any inside story, because he doesn't know anything at all!Ninzuzu was still thinking, anyway, Taki said that the Atobu took the person directly to the house, so he rushed to meet him first to understand the situation, who would have thought that the Atobu took the person directly to an unknown place, without even a shadow See you!It's just frustrating.

... Isn't it like watching people scratching their hearts and lungs?

He is really curious!Very curious! !

Hirano Bixiang woke up in a daze early in the morning, and saw someone leaning against the pillow.

The man with purple-gray hair was sitting sideways by the pillow, with one hand on the head of the bed, bending slightly and staring at himself.

He has been dressed neatly, and the rigorous and elegant attire makes him look very aura, but he is smiling, the kind of smile that expresses words, and even the kind of smile that reveals happiness and joy in his eyes, so all the alienation is gone. It faded away like smoke disappearing.

How would you describe the look in your eyes at this moment?The deepest and most magnificent undercurrent surges in the silent ocean, and those hidden emotions are tightly wrapped, but present the most peaceful and moving light.

How can there be such contradictory people?The indifference and dominance are clearly tempered by his gestures, all the senses towards him show what kind of arbitrariness he is, but why can the soul wrapped in such an aura be so gentle?

Atobe Keigo put his hand on her pillow, smiled and bent down to kiss her forehead: "Morning, Xiang."

Hirano Bixiang looked at him, as if she hadn't recovered for a moment, and as she watched, tears suddenly flowed out of her eyes unexpectedly.

Atobe Jingwu was slightly stunned, when she suddenly stretched out the book to cover her face, buried her head under the soft pillow, before she could react, her hand was already on her shoulder, and she leaned forward hesitantly, Pressing his forehead against her head to see her, his voice was unbelievably soft: "What's the matter Xiang?"

Hirano Bixiang covered her face and shook her head.

"Are your feet hurting again?" He was a little anxious, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

She was silent for a moment.

Atobe Keigo straightened up to look at her injured knee, she took the hand covering her face away with difficulty, and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

The messy hair sticks to the face, the eye circles are red, and even the eyelashes are wet with tears. When crying, the lips will be tightly pressed, and the brows will be frowned, like a rose that has been beaten by the rain. They were all wet and drooped and pulled up.

"Scent?" He called softly.

"It's not uncomfortable..." Hirano Bixiang wiped her tears with the back of her hand, looked up into his eyes, and said while sobbing, "I'm so happy."

His hand clasping her wrist suddenly paused.

Hirano Bixiang looked at him, but couldn't stop wiping away tears desperately, the gentle and touching eyes in the amber pupils, even the voice was soft enough to cry: "Jing Wu, I'm so happy."

What does love look like?In the past few days, she has felt it countless times, but she has never touched its existence like this morning.

She raised her hand and touched his face, her fingertips were still stained with tears, and she rubbed against his face with her movements, but she could still smile softly, the tears wet her temples, However, she was full of joy, her entire chest was fully occupied by the suddenly blooming flower in her heart, leaving no gaps.

"Xiang." He called her name softly and heavily.

"Jingwu, very happy." Hirano Bixiang wiped her eyes with a smile, "When you looked at me like that, you were really happy...so happy, that's why you couldn't help crying...really, very happiness."

In the deep blue ocean there is the deepest wave. When you are emotional, those hidden emotions will leak out uncontrollably. It only takes a little bit to almost drown your heart in it.

"Is that what I think?" He was silent for a long time, and it was very difficult to ask this question.

Hirano Bixiang nodded.

"How could I not love you..." She laughed happily, but her tears flowed harder and harder.

When you know how to love others, you also know how to love others.

I'm just afraid that you don't belong to me, that even if our world overlaps, we will go a different way, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to repay your equal love, but when you look at me like that, I can't help but look at you Open the chest, let you see what my real heart looks like.

It is only now that they are sure that they are in love with each other.

Just like your feelings that have been deposited in time are so deep, if I wait for you for too long, I will forget, this kind of emotion has long been beyond the limit of my control.

"Jingwu, when I take a look at you, I feel that there is nothing that makes me happier..." It is because of such a wonderful past that I feel that everything is like destiny and cannot be evaded, " Really happy."

She smiled with tears in her eyes.

After a long time, Atobe Keigo stretched out his arms around her waist and held her tightly into his arms, as if it was difficult to control his strength, he lowered his head and kissed her eyes, then smiled .

When she cried, he felt so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

However, he really couldn't deny that when she cried, she was really...beautiful.

It was so beautiful that he felt that if time could stay at this moment forever, he would be willing to exchange everything he had.

After breakfast, Hirano Bixiang knew that he had woken up so early today, and his scheduled itinerary was to go back to the old house in Hakone with her.

Keigo Atobe carried her into the car, because the red circles under her eyes couldn't go away, and Mr. Mitchell's condemning eyes were nailed to his back like a nail, and he couldn't explain it, so he simply pretended not to see it.

"How long has it been since you went back?" Keigo Atobe asked.

"Forgot," Hirano Bixiang thought for a while, "Three years, or four years? I have been outside all these years."

By the time it became clear that he would never come again, about the third summer would have ended.In that year, she accepted the proposal of her supervisor, and together with him, she was invited to study in a foreign university and do research.I stayed in Germany for a year, and then spent more time in England, Holland, Sweden and other places.She was born with an innate talent in linguistics, and she also likes to work in this field. Now that she is back in China, it is actually a vacation. She wants to come back and have a look, and then by accident...meet him again.

"It's really cruel." He said so half-truthfully.

Hirano Bixiang raised her head and smiled at him, then leaned her head back on his shoulder.

Excitement can last so long.When I really realized that you love me too, all the carelessness seemed out of place.Atobe Keigo put his face on her forehead, and he didn't know that he was smiling.

When I went out, the house hired a special company to do maintenance and care, and a special person came to clean and clean the courtyard regularly.Everything is very neat and orderly, but it is only after entering the garden that one can feel the sense of depression and desolation that cannot be concealed without an owner.

"What's the matter?" Hirano Bixiang supported the door, and turned to look at Keigo Atobe who was standing still.

Atobe Keigo looked up at her, then turned his gaze away, and said, "It's different from my memory..."

He took a step forward, looked at those flowers, and sighed in his heart, it was ridiculous but he still couldn't control it.The roses in the entire garden were blooming very well, but among the brilliant roses of various colors, the small garden of bright red roses looked so bright.

Like the roses I planted, your roses bloomed just as well.

Staying behind and forgetting are both so sad and painful things, but this kind of sadness and pain is not to make you stay in the past, but to tell you that what is more important is the present you have met and the infinitely possible future.

It turns out that all the misses in the past were just for a better reunion and staying together.

Please...forgive me for being extreme at the time.

The furnishings in the house are still the same, except for the lack of warmth and leisure due to the lack of people for a long time, there is not much deviation from the memory.

Hirano Bixiang chose a large bouquet of flowers in the garden, and Keigo Atobe helped her carry the flowers to the living room.

He leaned on the sofa and looked at her with a smile for a while, thought about it, and went upstairs to the study.

The place with the most vivid memory should be the study.He saw the placement of those familiar books, the phonograph by the window, and the photos of his youth, and his blood was full of gratitude. For a long time, he didn't even dare to move in at the door, As if taking one step would destroy this dream.

Keigo Atobe took out the box containing the record from the first drawer of the cabinet.It turned out that there were a few more old records.There is no obvious mark on the record, just take out one of them and put it into the phonograph.

He recognized it when he heard the prelude.It's Misora's "The Stream Never Ends".

……

Ah~ just like the flow of the river/

Without stopping, I saw the sky was dyed with sunset glow/

life is like a journey/

On this endless road/

Hand in hand with the one you love /

Looking for dreams together /

Even if the road is muddy due to heavy rain/

There will always be a sunny day/

Ah~ the slowly flowing river/

So serene, so smooth/

It makes people want to stay in it/…

"Jingwu, help me get it," Hirano Bixiang leaned out from the door, "I'm so tired."

Atobe Keigo turned his head suddenly, and Hirano Bixiang suddenly saw the color of water in his eyes that hadn't had time to put away, froze on the spot, blinked slowly: "...Kego?"

Atobe Keigo took a deep breath, turned around and walked over after a long time.Hirano Bixiang handed over the rose in her hand. For her now, climbing the stairs is still a very painful thing-then she was picked up by his waist and walked to the chair to put it down.

"Jingwu?" Hirano Bixiang looked at the person squatting in front of her, a little nervous, "What's wrong?"

The man hung his head and stuck to her leg, without speaking.

In a hurry, she bent down and reached out to hold his head: "Jing Wu?"

He shook his head, then grabbed her right hand.

Hirano Bixiang was a little confused watching him change his posture and slowly kneel down on one leg, her heart skipped a beat and she opened her eyes wide.

Atobe Keigo finally raised his head, and his other hand trembled so much that he could take out the small box from his pocket.

Hirano Bixiang saw the tears in his eyes, he seemed to want to laugh, and he held the box tightly with his fingers until his knuckles turned white, but he worked hard to hold back the tears, and finally he could only purse his lips slightly. Expose an arc.

He looked at her speechless.

The author has something to say:

5.22

When I wrote this, I actually cried as I wrote it.

"The Endless Stream" by Hibari Misora ​​is really, really beautiful.