Idiot's Dream in the Black Basket

When the first snow fell, it was not yet December, and the snow was not too big, and its color was pure white, like fine salt sprinkled.The weather has turned completely cold, seven or eight degrees below zero. Both students and office workers wear heavy wraps, but a small number of girls insist on wearing short skirts. Even with body warmers in their hands, their faces are still pale from the cold.

Haizaki wasn't very afraid of the cold, so he just added a navy blue cashmere sweater under his winter uniform.Akashi didn't seem to be wearing much, his dark brown hooded coat with horn buttons was unbuttoned, and the white shirt and beige sweater he wore inside were very thin. With a red nose, he asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Akashi pursed his lips slightly and smiled, "Do I look cold?"

Haizaki nodded without hesitation, "Yes." After he finished speaking, he took Akashi's hand, and found that it was not as cold as he imagined, but he still held the other's hand and stuffed it into the pocket of his uniform jacket, "Well , then you won't be cold."

Palms overlapped, palm prints and temperature intertwined, Akashi held the hand covered with thin calluses, and pointed out, "It is indeed much warmer."

The forecast said that there would be snow that day, but the weather was just cold. When he arrived at the door of his house, Haizaki took a look at the drooping dark sky and said, "There should be snow at night. Have you brought an umbrella? Do you want me to take you home?" ?”

"I brought it, it's a folding umbrella." Akashi's eyes fell on Haizaki's face, and his voice subconsciously softened, "My house is quite far away, if you send me home, I will have to send you back later. "

Haizaki was a little embarrassed, and whispered, "I haven't sent you home yet."

Akashi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he thought of, his eyes sank, his voice was wrapped in the wind, with a little imperceptible coldness, "I'll go first."

The high beams of passing cars unintentionally reflected on the two people standing at the door, Haizaki pursed his lips and looked at Akashi, the bright headlights cast a layer of light on his face, as if separated by a layer of hazy Sagiri is hard to see.Haizaki waved his hand, lowered his head to look for the key from the satchel, and said casually, "Okay, let's go."

"You're angry?"

Haizaki had already found the key. He pointed the key at the door lock, twisted the door lock twice, and there was a snapping sound, and then opened it as a welcoming gesture.He put the key away, then looked at Akashi, and said calmly, "I'm not angry."

Akashi looked at him with a firm tone, "You're already angry."

"I told you I'm not fucking angry!" Haizaki slammed his fist on the door. The door and the wall collided with each other with a deafening sound. Taking a breath, I tried to put on a calm and indifferent attitude, "Didn't you say you want to go home, go back quickly. If it snows later, the road will be difficult to walk."

Akashi frowned, "Did you hurt your hand?" As he said that, he pulled Huizaki's hand to look, but just as Huizaki tried to break free, the other party grabbed his wrist, "It's broken." Kissing the back of Haizaki's hand lightly, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Haizaki's heart throbbed with the temperature of Akashi's lips, and then there was a fine pain.He sighed, with an ugly expression, "Akashi, don't do this."

"..."

"Akashi, you haven't thought about the future, have you?" Haizaki withdrew his hand, leaning his back against the door, "Or, you have never thought about the future with me. In your life pattern, early on Exclude me. That’s right, you are the heir to the high-ranking Akashi family, and I’m just a little bastard with bad conduct. Just being known that you have a relationship with me is already a stain. You have a lot of beauty Future, some are..."

"Okay, don't say any more."

Haizaki looked into those red golden eyes, his pupils filled with sadness, "I will only become the shame you want to obliterate. How long do you want to play a love game like a house?"

Akashi was silent.He was raised as an heir to the family since he was a child. He started to contact famous teachers when he was two or three years old, and learned violin, piano, chess, imperial studies, foreign languages, equestrian and many other items. Fortunately, he is smarter than the average peer There are many people who are precocious, and the courses arranged by his father have always been the best.There is a saying in imperialism that people in high positions should not show special liking for certain things or people, because it will be particularly easy for others to fall in love with them, and it will become a weakness.That's why he never likes to show his emotions. From the perspective of others, he doesn't seem to have any particularly clear emotions, nothing he particularly likes, and nothing he particularly hates. It seems that no matter what situation he faces, he can rationally analyze it, withdraw in time, and retreat completely. .

But when facing Haizaki, he was already not sure if he could do it.

His mother died in a snowy winter a few years ago. Since then, his father's life has been full of frost and snow. The machine works perfectly and precisely.

"Hey, Akashi, are you going to give up on me now?"

Akashi looked into those pale gray eyes, moist as if he was about to cry.For some reason, Akashi felt a little sad in his heart. He moved his lips and was about to say something, but suddenly the other party rushed over and hugged him whole.The chests are stuck together through the clothes, and the distance between the heart and the heart is much closer than the distance between ordinary men and women hugging. The sound of the heart beating clearly came from his ears, but the other party's flustered apology was even clearer , "Akashi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Nothing to apologize for."

He sighed vaguely.The snow had fallen, and the streets were silent.Akashi looked at Haizaki with dim eyes, "Shogo, let's not see each other for now."

His voice was low, clear and cold, and his tone was not tough, but it sounded like there was no room for negotiation.

Haizaki let go of him somewhat helplessly, his eyes flushed, "What are you doing, I just want to take you home, and I don't have to go to your house..."

"Shogo," Akashi lowered his eyelids, took a step back and took out a black folding umbrella from his satchel and opened it, "Give me a little time, let me think about it."

Haizaki tugged at the corners of his lips, but found that he couldn't pull a smile out.He felt pain, his heart ached, the pain was clear and intense, as if a knife had been directly pierced into his heart, Haizaki clenched his fist, that was where he had been injured before, and now it was hurting regardless, it hurt him so much About to suffocate.

"Akashi, can you think about it quickly?"

"Ah, I will." After saying that, Akashi left under the wind and snow with an umbrella in his hand. He walked forward slowly, his back reflected in the heavy snow, looking old and cold, as if he was living and breathing in this world alone.

Haizaki didn't catch up, he watched the man's back gradually disappear before his eyes, his face pale.

"Well, I thought you were going to cry."

Haizaki turned his face and looked towards the corner.The other party came out from the dark, grinned, shook the snow that fell on his body, his eyes were full of disdain and interest, "Is it disgusting, you are interested in men, but you can talk to the Akashi family?" You are capable enough, Xiangwu."

"none of your business!"

"Really." The other party smiled, with obvious malice in his eyes, he shook his phone, "Since it's none of my business, it's okay for me to make the photos in it public. You have been notorious for a long time, and you Homosexuality is probably no one will care about the last one, but the young master of the Akashi family is different, the heir of the famous Yu Caosi family, he has been with the same sex at such a young age, and he is still a gangster. Continue to stay, it is estimated that his family..."

Haizaki punched it, his eyes were scarlet, "Suzuki, do you fucking want to die!"

Suzuki sneered, reached out and touched his rapidly swollen face, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and then took out a Swiss Army knife with a black handle, "The vicious dog has finally shown its teeth. Xiangwu, let me take a good look at it today." Look, how many of your teeth have been pulled out."