[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

The night is cold as water.

In my memory, it was a desolate night with the moon hanging high and the stars all hidden.

In Kawashima's heart, Akashi Seitomo, who has always been majestic and unattainable, leaned slightly and stroked his head. His strength was completely different from that of his father who usually knocked on his forehead. He whispered softly, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, just like being with Aunt Shiori Take off the edge like that.

"Don't give up on Xiaozheng, okay?"

The pair of red eyes unique to the Akashi family, the overly pure and strong color often doubles the sense of oppression. Even if Kawashima was naughty and lively when he was young, he seldom looked directly at the head of the big chaebol.

But at this moment, such a move became easy because the latter took the initiative to restrain his power.

"……it is good."

The boy promised back in a low voice, a waning moon was reflected in the dark green eyes, clear and bright.

……

"Huh? Are you talking about something?"

The door behind him opened, and the warm light in the room suddenly flooded the floor.

The girl leaned on the door frame and looked at the two of them. She was slow to perceive the unusually obvious atmosphere, but she just blinked her black and white eyes: "It's time for dinner, both of you."

The light was sufficient, and Chun Fei could see the crystal clearness on the young man's forehead, and was a little surprised: "Kawashima, why are you sweating so much?"

Obviously cool weather.

Kawashima reached out and touched his forehead, the tentacles were wet, and immediately curled the corners of his lips: "It's too hot, it's useless for me to come out."

"Really?" Chunfei replied hesitantly, and turned her eyes to the thin clothes on his body, but didn't say much, "Come in and eat."

The girl bowed slightly to the other side, and said politely: "Akashi-kun, please come in."

The not-so-spacious room was slightly crowded due to the rare increase in the number of people, and the low table was full of meals.Fujioka Ryoji insisted on keeping Akashi at home for dinner, and went out to buy a bunch of ingredients regardless of dissuasion. According to Kawashima's visual estimation, the number of them probably doubled again in order to solve all the things on the table.

The main cook in the Fujioka family is basically Haruhi Fujioka as a daughter. Even though Ryoji Fujioka is not happy, Haruhi insists on sharing more housework for the father who bears the financial burden of the family alone.

Although she is still a student of National One, Chunfei's craftsmanship has far surpassed that of her father, and most of the dishes that look good on the table are basically made by her——Chuan Dao, who wanted to help, was directly labeled as a "guest" this time One column was pushed out of the door very simply, without even touching the side of the kitchen.

Kawashima criticized this as soon as he sat down.

"It's been a while since I haven't seen Chun Fei, and even I don't get close." Chuan Dao propped his chin and sighed, his brows were furrowed, full of sadness and sorrow, "I will also be sad when I see you like this."

"Because you have been working part-time recently, Kawashima, and you have finally taken a vacation. It is better to invite me to cook." It is obviously a tricky situation, and what Kawashima said with a half-truth and half-false attitude, Chun Fei believes that she has never been able to Distinguish, and only use the most sincere response and sincere reply at the moment.

Kawashima was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled, "Chunfei is still so caring."

He was about to reach out to rub the girl's soft long hair, but in the middle of the process, Mr. Fujioka Ryoji slapped the back of his hand unceremoniously: "Hey! Even if it's you, don't keep touching your hands and feet! You always touch your head The president is not tall!"

"What?" Kawashima looked disgusted, "Where did you hear such a strange superstition?"

"It's not allowed anyway!" Fujioka Ryoji retorted arrogantly, "Only father and I can touch Haruhime's head!"

"Wow, Uncle, you are really naive for ten years." Chuan Dao put down his chopsticks, touched the girl's head very quickly, and looked at her blankly, "No, I did."

"...Get out of here, bastard!!!"

Chuan Dao said in a serious tone with a paralyzed face: "Uncle, please be more reserved, it will scare Chun Fei."

Ryoji Fujioka, who was about to explode, suddenly looked at his daughter pitifully: "Yes, is it? Haruhi, will you be scared by your father qaq"

Chunfei: "..."

Chunfei: "Please eat well."

Well aware of the virtues of the two close people, Chunfei was able to maintain her composure under the habit of long-term experience. She immediately looked at the new guest, wanting to observe whether the other person felt uncomfortable, but just by looking at him, Chunfei was overwhelmed. What about the boy?If I have to describe it...it just doesn't match this place.It even makes people feel a subtle sense of inferiority because of placing such a noble and elegant person here.

Of course, the feeling of inferiority complex has not yet arisen.

She just thought of Kawashima sitting on her left in an instant.

Even though the latter seem to be basically the same as them now, only a little reflected in some details, but going forward in time, Kawashima's dining etiquette is quite aristocratic, and his movements are similar to that of Akashi-kun. It is quite similar, and it is almost accurate and can be used as a model textbook.

Noticing the narrow range of Akashi's chopsticks, Haruhime leaned forward and moved the grilled eel that was far away: "Please don't be restrained, enjoy it to your heart's content."

The moment Akashi raised his eyes and looked over with his hand halfway out, before he could speak, Kawashima, who was still arguing with his father, suddenly raised his hand to block it: "He doesn't eat red ginger."

That movement was extremely casual, more like a subconscious block.

As soon as the words fell, Kawashima withdrew his hand as quickly as a burn.

"..."

The lively atmosphere was awkward for two seconds.

Chunfei blinked a little ignorantly: "Sorry, I don't know."

Akashi shook his head, with just the right light arc on his lips: "It's okay."

The meal took a long time, Fujioka Ryoji's overly enthusiastic retention and hospitality extended the dinner that should have ended as soon as possible, and finally it was Haruhi who reminded him that he stopped Fujioka Ryoji from continuing the whole meal The action of adding vegetables to the Akashi bowl.

"It's really getting late, then Xiao Lin and Chun Fei, you guys go to see off Xiao Zheng." Fujioka Ryoji stood up with a smile, holding a plate in one hand, "Leave it to me to clean up, you guys go quickly."

"Okay, Dad."

Chunfei responded, and Kawashima was beside her, rubbing his forehead with his eyes closed, and stretched his left hand forward, probably trying to support the table and stand up.

The sticking distance is wrong.

"Sichuan……"

The consciousness Haruhi reminded couldn't keep up with the speed of Kawashima's flying over, but it was Akashi's reaction faster than that, and he held him firmly almost immediately. He was still watching the time a second ago, so he responded quickly. But it seemed as if he had divided his attention on Kawashima at any time.

"Be careful."

"……thanks."

Brief contact, soon separated.

Chunfei watched this scene silently, and didn't come back to her senses until Chuan Dao called out to her.

To take a car, you need to go to Dalu Street, which is quite a distance from Chun Fei's apartment.

At this moment, there are few vehicles passing through, and pedestrians in twos and threes occasionally pass by, and they will show good-natured smiles and nod their heads.

The combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman is an eye-catching scenery no matter where it is, let alone two teenagers accompanying a girl together.

"I heard from my uncle that you are going to apply for Yinglan High School?" Kawashima's conversation started without any detours, and often went straight to the point with a distinctive style.

Chunfei nodded: "Well, I have already submitted the application for willingness."

Kawashima took out the excuse he had prepared a long time ago: "Are you sure you don't want to come to Bingdi? There are many handsome brothers who will protect you."

"I don't need protection." The rather ungrateful Haruki girl rebuffed without even thinking about it, "I know that Kawashima's teammates are all good seniors, but Oran High School can recommend you to the Faculty of Law. I want to become a lawyer. "

When the girl said this, her expression was focused, and there was a sparkle of broken light in her beautiful eyes.

- "I want to be a lawyer."

This is Haruhime's long-cherished wish, a goal set by her admiration for her mother, who is extremely capable and intelligent as a lawyer. In the year when Fujioka Kotoko passed away, the little girl held his hand and whispered: "Brother, I must become a lawyer like my mother."

I have never acted like a baby since I was a child. According to my mother, even in front of Aunt Qinzi, I will not show the squeamishness of a girl. It can almost be said that I have no desires and desires. Since I grew up, I rarely have any wishes, except for the matter of becoming a lawyer. persistent.

"Yoran," Kawashima repeated thoughtfully, "I really don't know much about this school..."

There was a moment of silence.

Akashi, who had never participated in it before, spoke, his voice was like flowing water in the dark night, his voice was deep and peaceful, and his tone was also low and light: "Oran High School, a veritable academy for nobles, the first priority is family status, the second priority is money, and the investment in education is at the forefront of the country. The recommended treatment is good, and although the school spirit is open, it is indeed a good compromise compared to Yingde Academy, which is also aristocratic."

The order is clear and the context is clear, and Chun Fei can't help but nod along.

"Wow, Yingde is good-bye." Chuan Dao immediately answered, and refused politely, "People who enter that place are tortured."

He patted Chunfei's head, raised his eyebrows, and gently stroked the girl's long messy hair: "Okay, just Yinglan. If you are bullied, you must tell me, and my brother will support you. "

Chun Fei turned her gaze back, and looked up at him for a while: "Understood, brother."

Before going far, Kawashima asked Chunfei to go back.

"If it's too far away, I won't worry about you."

The girl had no choice but to stop under the streetlight peacefully.

The two people walking side by side in the field of vision are alienated, but they fit in very well when viewed from a distance from their backs.

The childhood memories that still exist in Chun Fei's heart, the black-haired boy hooked the red-haired boy's shoulders, stood in front of her with the corner of his mouth up and introduced:

"This one is my brother's good friend."

"You can call him Brother Ah Zheng."

……

In a blink of an eye, the two who were just children at the beginning have grown into such teenagers in time.

Charming and solitary.