Green and black floating fragrance

twelve

Qingfeng swung the bamboo sword up and down silently, repeating the steps of retracting and stepping.

Ever since I had that unspeakable dream, apart from being overwhelmed, I feel more ashamed.

Why do you dream of Ah Zhe?Why is that person Ah Zhe?A lot of questions weighed on Aomine's mind, the most important thing was——

Why...don't I push Ah Zhe away?

Obviously I can push it away, why not?Obviously I also pushed that woman away, why didn't I push Azhe away?

This is a dream, Qingfeng said to himself, because it is a dream, so it cannot be pushed away.

No, this is not a dream, it is because you think like this that you dream of Ah Zhe.Another voice sounded, it was you who didn't want to push him away.

It's not like that, I only treat Ah Zhe...

just what?

At first it was just because he saw him kneeling alone in the yard, like those small animals trapped by hunters.Because of his straight back in the rain, or his maturity that doesn't match his age, or maybe his clear eyes that suppress excitement when he sees an ordinary paper kite, I want to take him out, want to be with him Play together and want to make him happy.

Even teased him non-stop.

Qingfeng used to think it was ridiculous to tease the girl he liked because he wanted to attract the attention of the girl he liked, but when he thought about it carefully, didn't he do the same?

Because Heizi cared about his height, every time he met, he would touch his head and mess up his hair; when he met something that Heizi didn't like, he would deliberately tease him and quarrel with him.

So just what?

The bamboo sword hit the tree trunk hard and broke with a "squeak".

Men can be with men too, Qingfeng once heard women rap.

"Oh, Isa's house in Hikone, it's terrible... unexpectedly brought a man back."

"I'm really stunned, no matter how prettier you are than a girl, you're not a girl..."

Men and men together are criticized by people.

Although he has beautiful hands and fairer skin than the girls in the village, Qingfeng understands that Ah Zhe is definitely not a woman, and he doesn't even resemble a woman.

In terms of appearance, May is the most beautiful person Qingfeng has ever seen, while Heizi can only be called delicate and clean, and the only attractive thing is probably his clean eyes.

Those eyes are the most beautiful blue he has ever seen, clean and pure, and they are even more like the sparkling water when talking about the tea ceremony, making people unable to move their eyes away.

He knew that Heizi's obsession with the tea ceremony was no less than his own goal of being a samurai. He had also seen him practice ordering tea for several months The sequence of actions, the route of movement, and the number of steps to enter and exit the tea room are all strictly regulated. ], the order of steps, and the monotonous repetition, try to make each movement natural, smooth and full of charm.

Maybe my feelings towards Ah Zhe are similar to those towards May. Out of a kind of care for my younger brothers and sisters, I would carry him, hug him, and tease him from time to time.

That's why.Qingfeng exhaled slowly, and closed his eyes.

Qingfeng has held the sword so far, all the swords in his hands are bamboo swords.After he was selected as a samurai, he hoped to get a sword of his own, but he still practiced with a bamboo sword.

He didn't expect that the first time he held that cold long knife, it was killing people.

He swung the knife from one side, his head flew out, his body swayed, and finally fell down, spattering blood on the sand.Someone led him to the other side, and nodded for Qingfeng to continue.

After beheading six people in a row, the man seemed to be finally satisfied, ticked off the booklet, and asked Qingfeng to go to the other side and stand there.

Qingfeng wiped off the blood on the blade, Xishan was standing with him, and the rest continued.Some people's first swing was weak, and only half of it was cut off, but the blood spurted out but did not die. The criminal screamed in pain, and the guiding warrior came up in person. The cry disappeared.

"Qingfeng, you are really good." Xishan said with a smile, "I'm afraid I don't want it this time?"

He was about to put his hand on Qingfeng's shoulder, his eyes were full of ridicule, Qingfeng turned his side, just glanced coldly, put the pistol into the scabbard and threw it to him, "I'm leaving."

"Hey!" Xishan hurriedly caught the long knife, "This doesn't fit..."

He immediately fell silent, because the look that Qingfeng stopped to look at him was full of coldness.

It was like when the ice of Suwa Lake suddenly cracked during the extreme cold, and the cold air that came out made people unable to move.

Qingfeng just wanted to be alone.

He knew that if he left at will like this, he would inevitably be charged, but his heart was really in a mess, and when he saw the particularly dazzling smile on Xishan's face, the anger in his heart burst out all of a sudden.

Someone on the road looked at him in horror with their sleeves covered, then hurriedly lowered their heads, as if not daring to meet his gaze.Qingfeng wiped his face casually with his sleeve, and twisted the black cuff with his fingers, feeling a little sticky, probably the blood splashed on his face during the beheading.

"Mr. Qingfeng?"

Although the voice behind was soft, it was very certain.Qingfeng's spine stiffened, he would never admit that this voice was wrong.

It's Ah Zhe.

Before he could figure out why Heizi was here, Heizi had already walked in front of him.

Heizi only wore a simple blue jacket, but his appearance was clean and tidy, and his waist was tall and straight, which made his temperament more dignified and stable. Qingfeng was stunned for a while.

"Are you injured?" Heizi asked, Qingfeng was taken aback, Heizi had already held his hand, and looked down at his fingertips.

His fingers had just twirled his sleeve, and there were still blood marks on it. When he saw that Heizi was going to touch it, he immediately withdrew his hand.

He made a big movement, almost breaking away from Heizi's hand. Heizi seemed a little surprised, and slightly opened his eyes to look at him, "Mr. Qingfeng?"

Qingfeng faced the impurity-free lake water, which was clean, only looked at him, subconsciously bent his fingers, he remembered the absurd dream that night, and the blood stains on his hands, no matter what kind, he They all felt unable to touch Heizi calmly.

"It's dirty." He paused, then added in a muffled voice, "It's not my blood. I'm fine."

Heizi looked at him quietly.

Without scrutiny, without questioning, just watching quietly.

——Looking at the sea, Lake Biwa is the best.

This was the first sentence he thought of when he saw Heizi's eyes for the first time.

But now, he thought of this irrelevant sentence again.

It is no longer a mountain spring that splashes Qingfeng's heart itchy, but a more gentle and atmospheric lake water.

Heizi slowly opened his fingers, and then slowly pressed his palms to hold them.

The faintly familiar scent of tea brushed against Qingfeng's nostrils, Qingfeng only felt that the corners of his eyes were astringent, his lips parted, he leaned over slightly and hugged Heizi fiercely.

The floating light fragrance surrounded Qingfeng, and he felt a hand gently patted his back.

After that moment of confusion passed, Qingfeng also felt embarrassed.

——Why did he act coquettishly and show weakness to Ah Zhe who was younger than him!

He let go of his hand belatedly, touched his nose and asked, "Azhe, why are you here?"

"I'm here to find a shop that makes pottery." Heizi stepped back slightly, took a towel and covered Qingfeng's fingers, the blood had dried a little, and Heizi wiped the floor vigorously.Qingfeng only felt that Heizi's fingers were slowly pressing against his fingertips, and because of the little bit of force on his slightly drooping head, his temple hair was also shaking with the movement.

He couldn't help but want to stretch out his hand to hook Heizi's hair, but he only stretched halfway, Heizi suddenly raised his hand and hooked the strand of hair behind his ear, Qingfeng was startled, and immediately retracted his hand, looking at Heizi's white side face, and secretly feel sorry.

If it's Ah Zhe, even if he doesn't need powder, it's still very white.Qingfeng stared at that small piece of skin, no wonder it looks so good with Jinsui...

"Okay." Heizi let go of his hand, raised his eyes and saw Qingfeng staring at him blankly, thinking that there was something on his face, he touched it suspiciously and said, "Mr. Qingfeng, what's there?"

"Eh...no!" Qingfeng shook his head hastily, a burst of heat came out of his face - why did he think of that dream!Seeing that Heizi was still puzzled, he had to make up an excuse, "Your hair is too long, so it's inconvenient to do this."

Heizi lowered his head and wiped his hands clean, "It can be cut in a few days."

He wiped his hands, and was about to put the towel back when Qingfeng reached out and snatched it, "I'll return it to you after I wash it!"

Before Heizi could speak, Qingfeng continued to ask, "Why are you here alone? Where's old Dezong?"

"The teacher promised me." Heizi replied, "As long as you don't have time to go back, the teacher won't say anything."

"The old man raised you like a baby." Qingfeng smiled and rubbed his head, "Little Azhe should go to bed early, you know?"

Heizi simply raised his knee and slammed Qingfeng hard at him.

This trick was tried and tested against Qingfeng. During the bickering between the two, as long as Heizi did this, Qingfeng would usually only beg for mercy.

"呵—Azhe, it really hurts..." Qingfeng bent over to rub it, "There must be another Qingyin at night..."

Seeing that he was pretending, Heizi raised his leg again.

"Hey, I was wrong." Qingfeng waved his hand, and suddenly remembered that the temple fair will be in a few days, and the team's training will naturally stop, so he hurriedly asked: "Azhe, will you go to the summer festival in a few days?"

It is said that everyone is going to be released to play, but the content of the training is not much, just move the night to the day.

Qingfeng was about to leave after finishing the practice. He only thought that the team would be disbanded during the day, so he told Heizi to wait for him in the backyard. It was so late now, and he didn't know how much he would be able to play.

He was very anxious, but San Song beside him was very relaxed, talking non-stop after him.

"Qingfeng, who do you think is dancing this year? Last year, the lead dancer had a big mole on his face, which couldn't even cover up his fans..."

"There are only a few games every year. Although they are very boring, I am very good at catching goldfish. Using that is the best way to make girls happy..."

Qingfeng was annoyed by his noise, and snorted coldly, "Shut up."

Sansong remained silent.

Qingfeng was still thinking about where to buy a lantern, but he saw Heizi already standing outside the door waiting for him.

"Azhe!" Qingfeng held him and looked around, "When did you come? How long have you been waiting?"

"I saw you didn't come this afternoon, so I came by myself." Heizi replied, and then asked, "Does practice have to be so late every day?"

"It's different today. We've merged the evening ones into the daytime ones." Qingfeng saw Sansong following up and dragged Heizi to leave. "Let's go and play."

Before they had time to leave, Sansong's voice sounded from behind, "Qingfeng, what are you doing so fast? Have you already made an appointment?"

Qingfeng scolded "bad luck" in his heart, and Sansong had already walked over, seeing Heizi standing beside him, his eyes lit up, "Ah, is this your brother? He looks really..."

He was still thinking about what words to use, but Qingfeng had already dragged Heizi away.

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I'm sorry I've been out recently... Will make up for it later...