The Paranoid Possessiveness of the Golden Strings Fanfic

The pink skirt finally started to dance, the rotating skirt was tightly bound together with the wine-red hair, the originally fair skin was flushed because of the other party's ambiguous actions, and the golden eyes were rippling with water vapor.

But Azuma Yuzuki couldn't do it for some reason.The dark color flowed, although it was gloomy, it filled his lavender hair tips, and the broken light stars overflowed like water, falling into his clouded golden eyes, disappearing, like a pool of cold water. You can only see the icy coldness rising up in the depths, and you can't see anything else, it's bottomless.

Turning around, he didn't know whether he saw Shiina who was about to go upstairs with a plate in both hands.

Upstairs... the lounge?

"Senior Yuzuki..." Xiang Suoko looked at Azuma Yuzuki who was a little distracted, and asked with a concerned tone, "Are you angry?"

angry?He just accidentally discovered that the red rose on Shiina's chest was gone, and Shiina refused to dance as a matter of course.

He is not angry.

"How come Xiang Suizi?" His sweet tone was like a lover, and as expected, he saw Xiang Suizi who blushed instantly.

Come on.The beautiful lady lifted her skirt and bowed slightly, he smiled as always, and kissed Xiang Suizi's forehead lightly with some emotion.

The latter stomped on the teak Azusa viciously.

"Senior Yuki! Do you want to kill me?!"

"Ok?"

"The girls in the support club are all watching! Senior, you have to be careful when teasing me!" Seeing Xiang Suizi's excited expression, he realized in a daze that many eyes seemed to be staring at him.

Seeing that His Royal Highness, who really belonged to Xiang Suizi, was rushing over angrily, Azuma Yuzuki bowed like a gentleman, and left Xiang Suizi's side with a smile.

For the next few dances, he chose a few girls who usually help out, and then went straight to the second floor calmly after dancing.He didn't know the reason why he did this, but he couldn't stop moving forward.

Finally, he stopped in front of the dark lounge. Unlike the noisy dance floor, he could hear his own heartbeat no matter the darkness or silence here.

At this time, Shiina is just like the heroine of various romance novels, standing on the balcony, looking up at the snowy sky at a half-bright and half-sad 45-degree angle.

She wanted to burn fat by standing in the freezing air.Especially after eating three plates of high-calorie food.

There are no birds on the dead branches, and the bare one looks particularly abrupt. The wind blows, and the white snow seems to be blown away, but it gathers deeper and deeper. How to survive this long cold winter? ?

Before the winter solstice, the deep chill already made people not want to move.

I'm afraid it will be cold before the frost, and then cold after the snow.

Shiina gently closed her eyes, feeling the surroundings, feeling slightly cool.

"Brother, the door is locked..." she said lightly.

"The administrator has the golden key." Yuki Azuma smiled and shook the key in his hand.

It turned on!

Seeing Azuma Yuzuki re-lock the door thoughtfully, Shiina felt uneasy.

Lonely men and widows live in the same room, either family members or lovers.

Of course, the possibility of murder cannot be ruled out.

Seeming to see through Shiina's thoughts, Azuma Yuzuki turned his head and smiled softly, "Please trust my taste."

Dark lines: You are not worth my hands.

Ah, thank you so much for your high taste.

She originally wanted to go back to the room to rest, but found that someone had leaned against the wall in advance and looked at her with a smile.

In desperation, she turned back to the balcony again.

Shouldn’t the male protagonist take off his jacket and hand it to the female protagonist at times like this in the comics?Then the hostess took it over shyly, and the flag was set up.

Later, Shiina thought about it, and it was a mistake to replace the identities of the hero and heroine with teak and her.His taste has always been princesses, she smiled speciously, and continued to be in a daze.Many images flashed through my mind.

It seemed like an old movie, but it also seemed like a long dream, specious.There are a lot of people in the movie, people shaking hands, talking, getting to know each other, developing interest or disliking each other, getting acquainted and becoming friends or never seeing each other again.The same words are intertwined into a network, but multiple endings are derived.

After all, memory has its limitations, so that when it reproduces the fact, it loses the most crucial characteristic: its uniqueness.This judgment is unfair.How can we see that our encounter is unique, and how deep is the story?What is the chance?Where is the turning point?What is inevitable, what is accidental?What kind of factors are manipulating us behind the scenes, step by step towards our destined destiny?

Some people come and some people leave.

She suddenly remembered what Yuki Azuma once said, "None of us can stop the progress, and none of us can refuse to leave."

It turns out...but that's all.

Shiina turned her head, and on the opposite side, Azuma Yuzuki looked at her quietly in the dim light, as if separated by the distance between the most distant galaxies.

"It's cold." As she spoke, a mist like mercury vapor rose from her lips.

Back in the house, before she could sit down, something warm came from behind.

"It's quite cold." He gently hugged the stiff Shiina.

"Senior Yuki, pay attention to your taste." Shiina took a deep breath, calm down, calm down, now is not the time for hysteria, shouting will only consume energy, and will not help at all.

Shiina fell into this warm and alluring embrace, and it took a lot of effort to lick herself.But it was soon surrounded by warmth again.

Warm for 1 minute, no, two... or three, warm for 5 minutes, and after 5 minutes, absolutely use force to let him go.He's not teak Azusa, it's a stove!He's not teak Azusa, it's a stove!He's not teak Azusa, it's a stove!

Self-hypnosis is over.Shiina took over, and she bluntly absorbed the heat.

Counting silently to 300, she was a little nostalgic for this kind of warmth.But she was still rational and struggled out.

"I thought you were asleep." Yuki Azuma yawned and said unhurriedly.

I'm so sorry!Cooperating with you, the old man is almost falling asleep!

"I seem to be a little hungry again. Go downstairs and find something to eat." Shiina said, looking up at Azuma Yuzuki.

The latter thought for a while and then laughed. The profile of half of the face in the dark environment was originally soft, but now it is as gentle as a carefully carved ancient jade, so warm that he doesn't know how to describe it: "Okay."

When she came back again, she found something coldly shining with silver light in the room.

Have you finally pulled out the murder weapon?Shiina took a closer look, it seemed to be...a flute?

Who is Teak Azuma?

If you want to play the flute, you have the flute in hand!Doraemon is nothing more than that!

"Tsk. How slow." He turned his head to look at Shiina, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

In any case, Shiina's attribute is still human.Yuki Azuma saw that she was holding two suspected small hillock-shaped food in both hands, and then carried two bottles of milk dangerously.

It's really hard for her...

"You like the flute that much?"

"You like to eat that much?"

"...Sorry I was wrong."

Shiina found that talking to Yuki is always a mind-consuming and exhausting thing.If he said something serious, he could twist it onto himself with all the twists and turns.It has to be said that after living for 17 years, she was smitten by a gentle man.Oh no, it should be a paranoid to be precise.

"Well... how should I put it..." Azuma Yuzuki tilted his head slightly, and a few locks of disobedient purple hair slipped from his ears.

"Because I chose the flute myself, so...it's not so much that I like the flute, but rather that I cherish it." Yuzuki Azuma suddenly lowered his eyes, full of smiles

"Of course, you are also my carefully selected toy, so—"

The flute is my own choice, so I cherish it.

You are my chosen toy, so...

So how...?

Azuma Yuzuki licked off the seaweed sticking to his hands, he is actually not used to eating sushi with his hands, "So I will cherish you too."

So I will cherish you too.

Shiina was a little dazed by the so-called "inadvertent temptation" that he gave off when he licked the seaweed. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he decided to ask humbly: "Can you—"

"No." Before she could finish her question, she was interrupted by Yuki Azuma, "Aren't you trying to lose weight?"

The topic suddenly changed drastically, and Shiina didn't react for a while, she just gave a faltering "Yes", and then he kindly handed over the biscuit that was just served, just as Shiina stretched out his paw to take it, he suddenly Retract the pan with the cookies back. "Look, there's no self-control at all."

"..."

"What do you mean by that sentence just now?" Shiina doesn't intend to pursue the issue of food temptation, she clearly knows that human beings live according to their nature, since they want to eat, then follow their nature.

Lose weight or something, please die.

"..." Seeing Shiina's serious expression, Azuma Yuzuki didn't intend to fool around anymore.

Yuki Azuma smiled, "How do you want me to answer?"

Shiina froze for a moment, shaking her head.

"Then you can think about my reasons as you like."

Then Azuma Yuzuki gave another meaningful smile

"It's not good to say it and hit you."

"Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness..."

"Thanks"

The music downstairs came from Vivaldi's Winter March. Teak stood up and stretched out his hand

"DearLady" He smiled and looked at Shiina "Can I have this dance with you?"

"Ofcourse" Shiina also smiled and looked at him "Not"

"Why This should not be aladylike."

"Because I don't know. Can we speak Japanese? Playing American dramas from now on, you're still addicted!"

"Huh? I thought it was your hobby."

"I'm really worried about your understanding."

"Don't worry about human comprehension."

"Even from the distorted mirror image, what we see is still a part of the real world. Of course, through different eyes, we can still judge the difference between reality and illusion."

because

No one can exist permanently in a self-enclosed maze.

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