[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

Thursday afternoon.

When Kawashima received the vacation notice, he was almost at the restaurant. The short notice only summarized the reason as "need to rectify urgently". Fortunately, he didn't care about the details, so he immediately changed direction and entered a cake shop.

Coming out again with a heavy cake box in his hand, Kawashima waved to stop the car on the side of the street, and reported the address in a good mood.

……

"Ding-dong-"

The sound of the rather simple doorbell rang, and soon after it rang, there was a "click" signal for the door lock to open, revealing the elegant and beautiful face of a young girl behind the door.

The smooth long hair slid down from behind to her chest. The girl leaned slightly to look out. The delicately packaged cake box was lifted up to her eyes, just blocking the entire view. Only the slender fingers holding the gift belt at the top could glimpse a piece of cake. Two traces.

The girl tentatively asked, "Kawashima?"

"Long time no see, Chun Fei."

With a warm voice that seems to contain the warmth of the sun, the young man's low voice is highly recognizable. The dark green eyes are not conspicuous at first glance, but they complement the fair complexion more and more. sharp contrast.

"Why are you here?" The girl took a step forward, her expression didn't seem to fluctuate much, but the end of her voice unconsciously rose slightly, her bright eyes were full of surprise, "Didn't you say that you have to go to work recently?"

"I just came here for a temporary vacation." Chuan Dao touched the girl's head, gestured casually, and said slightly surprised, "It seems to have grown taller?"

It's not been long since the last time they met, probably because adolescent girls grow faster than boys in the early stages of puberty, and Kawashima couldn't help being surprised at the speed of his little sister's elevation.

Haruhi Fujioka, the daughter of her mother's long-time friend, and the childhood sweetheart Kawashima has known since she was a child, has always had a good relationship, but due to some subtle reasons, the term "brother" has been abandoned for a long time.

The last time his mother saw him before going abroad, he had earnestly told him, "You must take good care of Chunfei"—the early death of Chunfei's mother, Aunt Qinzi, made the mother love this child even more, insisting on being vivid Using an intuitive analogy as a metaphor, it should be said that Kawashima believed that his own son would never receive such gentle and cordial treatment from his mother.

It is true that Kawashima's love for this little sister has always been sincere.

"Is it high?" The girl looked up, then stretched out her hand to make a gesture, the back of her hand was parallel to the stroke, but it still couldn't get caught on the opponent's shoulder, "No."

Kawashima patted her on the head, with skillful and natural movements, and laughed: "Because I have grown taller too."

Probably because he lingered at the door for too long, a questioning voice came from inside the room: "Who is outside, Chun Fei?"

"It's Kawashima, Dad."

Chunfei responded and led Chuan Dao into the house, and the latter carried the cake and walked into the house with ease, obviously very familiar with this place.

Fujioka's house is an extremely simple wooden second-floor building with two bedrooms and one living room. It is not spacious enough for two people to live in, but there is a fatal shortcoming in the small space, that is, it is only two steps ahead. You can see the end of the house at a glance, that is to say, the words of Haruhime's explanation just started, and Kawashima was the first to see another uninvited guest——

"There's still...huh?"

Haruki looked at the young man who suddenly stopped in front of him without knowing why, and didn't notice anything strange. Instead, after the other party didn't move, he walked around him and walked to the table. Er waved at him: "Come here, Xiao Lin~ Could it be that it's been a while since you haven't seen your uncle?"

"How could it be?" Slightly pulling the corners of his lips, but there was no smile at all in his eyes, Chuan Dao walked over to put down the cake, greeted the other person politely, and mentioned another person present, "It's just that the family came suddenly It’s just that the new customer didn’t respond to it.”

"Eh?" Fujioka Ryoji was stunned for a moment, raised his finger, with a look of incredulity on his face, "Don't you know Xiao Lin? I clearly remember that this is the child who came to the house with you when I was young."

"……Um?"

Kawashima looked away in astonishment, just in time to meet Akashi's calm and calm pupils of different colors.

—Have you brought him here?

Chunfei came over with the brewed tea, and whispered to prove: "It is indeed, Kawashima, have you forgotten?"

"This...oh, yes, it's you." Being watched by three eyes at the same time, Kawashima smiled bluntly, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I really don't recognize you."

"It's ok."

It was so light that it seemed to fall into the water and then return to the silent deep lake. Akashi Seijuro, who had never interrupted the conversation, only matched his clumsiness with three words at this moment.

Kawashima immediately silenced, no more words.

He didn't expect Akashi to appear in such a place at all, and he had no way to deal with Akashi's existence.

Fujioka Ryoji's gaze swept back and forth between them inquiringly, and finally narrowed his eyes and smiled in relief: "This time I really want to thank this kid——Xiao Zheng, do you mind if I call you that?"

Akashi was not affected at all: "No, please feel free."

"Oh, what a good boy~" Fujioka Ryoji cupped his cheeks with both hands, and was so cute by this serious and polite look, "This time I have to thank Xiaozheng for saving Chunfei, otherwise the injured one would be Chunfei, What a self-sacrificing person came here, and even took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

"Injured?" Kawashima held Haruhime's wrist and examined it carefully, "What's going on?"

"Ah, I'm not hurt, it's Akashi-kun who was hurt." Haruhime explained obediently, and unconsciously looked at the quiet red-haired boy opposite, "Suddenly a motorcycle rushed over at the zebra crossing, I didn't see it, it was Akashi-kun Rescued me."

She smiled softly, "I really appreciate him."

Fujioka Ryoji kept nodding in agreement: "Thanks to Xiaozheng, Haruhi is fine. He is definitely our family's great benefactor!"

He hugged Chun Fei fiercely, "I only have such a precious daughter as Chun Fei, Dad is really scared to death qaq"

Harufei, who was used to it, looked at Akashi apologetically: "My father is like this, please don't mind."

Akashi shook his head slightly, his unique aristocratic temperament and good upbringing made him look extraordinarily gentle and decent: "Very warm family."

During all their conversations, Kawashima never said a word.

Not for anything else, just because the moment Chun Fei smiled, the alarm bells in his heart went off as if a huge disaster had erupted.

Looking from the other party's bandaged arm to the calm and self-sustaining face that seemed to be winning, Kawashima unconsciously clenched his fingers under the table.

"Really? I really appreciate him."

The narrow streets, sporadic sporadic passing vehicles, return to tranquility in an instant.

In an apartment-style house, there is no secret space between each other when the door is opened, the owner next door has not returned, and the small light in front of the house has not been turned on.

Two figures stood by the railing.

"Don't make up your mind about her." Kawashima spoke first and went straight to the point, "Whether you mean it or not, I still need to say something more. Of course, I am very grateful to you for saving her."

It is said that it was driving illegally at high speed. Haruhime did not pay attention to the surrounding movements under the green light. When the accident happened, he was rescued by Akashi who was beside him. However, because the speed of the car was too fast, Akashi, who had excellent reaction function, also injured his arm. Heavy, just scratches.

Fujioka Ryoji met the two who were going to the hospital for treatment halfway, and invited Akashi to come to his house as a guest after recognizing Akashi at a glance-the character of Haruhi's father is hard to refuse.

There was no response for a long time.

After autumn, night|falls earlier and earlier, and the sky draws the clearest boundary between day and night, following the slowly falling sunset above, and welcoming the boundless twilight below.

"You are very prejudiced against me." With a firm tone, Akashi judged without tact, even if he was expressing his malice towards himself, he was still impartial.

Chuan Dao pursed his lips: "I can apologize, whatever is fine, we can talk about it regardless of Chun Fei."

He is too clear about Akashi's wrist ability, and he also understands that if he is bound to win, a girl like Haruhi must not escape.

"Speak well? Are you referring to this now?" Akashi sneered, which almost ran counter to his usual gentle and gentle image, "I just happened to be nearby, and I happened to help. You don't have to treat me like this. "

Kawashima gripped the railings of the corridor tightly, and the painted iron composition was already wet and cold by him.

Akashi's hands were hanging peacefully by his side, he didn't wear a school uniform, even a dark gray shirt could handle him well, instead it made him more gentle and jade-like, with awe-inspiring temperament and natural handsomeness.

——except for the glaring layers of bandages on the arms.

Akashi's accusation is completely correct, and Kawashima thinks he is too guarded against him.

"...Sorry." He pursed his lips tightly and whispered softly, "I just don't get used to it."

With regard to Akashi Seijuro's communication, talking or meeting, or even being together, he felt at a loss and at a loss in the long-lost experience, coupled with the hidden fear, everything, let this name, Let Akashi Seijuro be pushed into a unique but dark corner of his heart.

Kawashima lowered his head, and the warm light in the room stretched the figure obliquely.

The two parallel shadows did not intersect, and the distance was wide apart.

The tall and handsome young man stood there without saying a word, so desolate and lonely that he seemed to be drawn into another world.

——He has been like this since before, many things are buried silently in the bottom of his heart, even if he is strategizing, there is no one to say, and there is only one person left to share the joys and sorrows of being isolated.

Chuan Dao suddenly felt guilty. This complex emotion temporarily suppressed the fear, and it spread wildly in his heart, prompting him to say something to the person in front of him who was once very familiar with him.

"I clearly... made a promise in front of Uncle Akashi that I would never give up on you." With a hoarse voice, the boy clenched the railing tightly, as if feeling a great deal of shame and uneasiness, "I'm sorry, I couldn't do it."