【Speed ​​Pine】Color Matching Theory

When they were still in elementary school, Xiao Song and Qing Qing were a group of villains known far and wide. They not only made trouble for the neighbors, but also made their brothers blame. However, the unique skill of throwing blame is not an easy task. Mental quality requires a thicker skin than a wall.

Komatsu was very proud of this.

He has studied "An Actor's Self-cultivation" for many years, and he can immediately enter the play under any circumstances.

Now—of course.

Originally, he just took advantage of the situation and wanted to play a bitter trick, which not only eased the tense atmosphere at the time, but also earned some sympathy points for himself, but... why didn't Qingqing catch up! !

This is different from what he said. He deliberately slowed down. If he slows down, he can only stand still. It will look very unprofessional. Take it easy, that guy, all the romantic plots in comic books Didn't read the burning ass hair, doesn't it feel like acquiescing to the joke he just said?

He froze in place suddenly.

By default... is it?But how is it possible?

In the untraceable past, he gradually retreated from his partner's position and walked away from himself, but it didn't matter, after all, he was still close at hand, after all, he was the brother he knew best, and he was sure Take control of their previous relationship.

But time is a very magical thing, and sometimes it even breeds blind self-confidence in people's daily cycle.

He continued to walk slowly, unaware that an indifferent smile was drawn on his face.

If he was easily bullied, he could help him bully him back; if he was wronged easily, he could lend him his shoulder.

The only thing he couldn't bear was this person leaving.Because of this, I actually don't want to know, or I'm afraid to know the true thoughts of Qingqing.

Qingqing didn't have time to think about anything for the time being, he looked at the back of Xiaosong leaving, at first he didn't want to catch up because of the lingering anger, and then he regretted it a little bit.Xiaosong has been mentally retarded for a day or two, why did he lose control of Xiaosong like that today?

Xiao Song was right about one thing, he was indeed venting his anger, but it was not because of being scolded by the teacher, but because of the turbulent and anxious feelings in his heart that were about to derail.

He couldn't always think calmly about Komatsu.

And taking that afternoon as the dividing point, Komatsu took the lead in launching the first unilateral long-term cold war between the two people in history.

When we are at home, we pretend that ease is the air, and when we have to get in touch with each other, we pretend to be strangers, being polite and indifferent to the extreme.

I have to say that this trick is really useful. Facing the embarrassment and ease that cannot be concealed, even the other brothers can hardly stand it anymore.

No wonder, in the past, it was Komatsu who played the role of reconciling and resolving conflicts among the Matsuno family. He would observe the situation, make the right assist at the right time, and tell jokes to keep everyone amused.

For a long time, Qingqing just enjoyed that kind of preferential treatment with peace of mind. It’s like although you are Lv1, but you have a good teammate at Lv99, the bad thing is that this teammate suddenly turned back and became a BOSS, and you are still wearing a novice outfit Lv1.

The ease of falling into Expert difficulty all of a sudden feels crazy.

He has tried to be courteous at the dinner table, observing the timing of Xiaosong's chopsticks, and quickly handing over the soy sauce bottle.

"Brother Xiaosong, here it is."

Komatsu said blankly: "No, I won't add it."

"..." He held the bottle easily, whether he put it or not.In the end, it was Kong Song who took it and said, "Oh dear brother, how did you know that I just wanted this", so that the meal was avoided until the end.

I also tried to strike up a conversation, but Komatsu would just skip his speech.

He also tried secretly putting money into Xiaosong's textbook, but the money was gone the next day, but Xiaosong was still indifferent to him as usual.

If you have the ability to pretend to be cold, don't take the money away if you have the ability!Relaxed, angry and wanting to laugh, he looked at his pocket money wallet distressedly, took out another one, and this time put it in the page of the Chinese textbook where the text "Forgiveness is a Virtue" was printed.

From ancient times to the present, there should not be many people who sincerely apologized with money like him.

Well, however, Komatsu still refused to forgive him.

Relaxation has never been a personality that is good at compromise. In the past, I would get angry more than a dozen times a day, but now there is a limit to such compromise.If you are not careful, it will be detonated.

That tipping point can be bouts of disturbing snoring.

I am so troubled here that I can't sleep, but this guy is enjoying his dreams, he is so happy, he pinches Xiaosong's nose and covers his mouth, and after a while, Xiaosong falls asleep because he is uncomfortable and unable to break free. forced to wake up.

Before he was fully awake, he probably forgot about the Cold War, and asked in a daze, "Relax? What are you doing?"

Easy to go all out, whispered: "I'm going to the toilet, you accompany me."

"Huh?" Xiao Song rubbed his eyes, and limply pulled himself out of the bed, "Are you really relaxed, can't it be Totti pretending to be?"

"Come if you come, don't come if you don't come, so much nonsense..." Easy to go out first.

After going to the bathroom, Qingqing said that he was going to sit on the roof for a while. Xiaosong's sleepiness had almost faded by now, and he resumed a little alienated and cold posture.

It was rare for the two of them to sit side by side without saying a word, and easily remembered that in a similar situation not long ago, the people around him had hugged him and comforted him tenderly, but in the blink of an eye they had gotten into a fight to the point where they didn't even talk to him.

On a spring night, there was still a chill that couldn't be ignored. The night wind blew in gusts, and I couldn't help but shiver twice, and then sneezed.

Xiao Song frowned: "If you can't take it, don't be brave. If you have to blow the wind in the middle of the night, it's not death."

I think it's because you usually don't talk to me, so I wouldn't be like this, okay?

"Okay, let's talk quickly."

"Well, that..."

"What?"

"Are you still angry?" He carefully considered his words, "Last week, I said too much, sorry."

Xiao Song said indifferently: "There is no need to apologize, what you said is indeed true."

"If someone else says it, maybe it's right, I don't care about those." Easy to say, "But if I say it, it's wrong, because it's not my truth."

He is still relatively thin-skinned, and there is no way to speak more blatantly, so he can only hope that Xiaosong can understand.

Please try to understand everything I said in reverse.

—You can push me hard.

—You can interrupt me anytime.

——Even if others can't indulge you forever, you still have me.

So stop showing such a lonely expression.

He clenched his fist lightly.

During his long wait with bated breath, Xiaosong did not respond to this, nor did he accept his apology in the end, but after he sneezed again, he rubbed his hands unbearably and stood up Lai: "It's too cold, let's go, let's go back."

When I returned to the warm bed again, I couldn't help sighing because I was too comfortable. It was indeed a death. I wore pajamas in the middle of the night and ran to enjoy the cool breeze...

As soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt the people around him move, and then, a hand came to hold his hand.

Eh? !

In an instant, Qing Qing was so startled that he didn't even dare to move.

He heard Xiaosong whisper softly: "I'm still doing this after being so cold, I've convinced you." Saying this, he held his relaxed and cold right hand with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would still be cold, He clasped his hands tightly and placed them close to his chest.

And from the beginning to the end, he closed his eyes easily and tightly, his heart was filled with warmth and satisfaction, he wanted to float into the boundless sky for a while, and wanted to announce the joy of the moment to people all over the world.See, bitter tricks are useful, Xiaosong is not soft and hard, since he was a child, Xiaosong never really abandoned him.

This is a bet he won.

While winning, I also lost completely.

Now he can no longer lie to himself, he can only admit to his heart——

It is him who cannot lose the other party.

It is Matsuno easily can not lose Matsuno Komatsu.