There is a thick layer of red maple leaves on the ground, and there is a "creaking" sound when stepped on. Under the brown trunk, there is a young man with his eyes closed and an open sketchbook beside him.

The boy bent his legs, with his graceful arms resting on his protruding knees, his kite-purple hair swaying gently with the breeze, passing by the boy's curled eyelashes, the dazzling red and brown bark, and the blue hair. The sky constitutes a quiet and peaceful picture, and the people in the painting add vitality to the scenery, and the beauty complements each other.

Guanyue couldn't help being taken aback, how did he find this place?

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Yukimura slowly opened his starry eyes, the corners of which were upturned, as if they were clear and beautiful with eyeliner. Seeing the young man nodding and smiling at him, Yukimura also showed a smile.

"Okay Seiichi, you didn't attend my sister's wedding." Guanyue saw Yukimura motioning for him to sit next to him, but didn't refuse, raised his legs and walked towards the person, jokingly said.

"You know that I like quietness and don't like noisy things." Besides, how many guests at the wedding banquet sincerely wished your sister a happy wedding, most of them just had to come.

Yukimura didn't say anything, but Guanyue also understood that this is the sadness of being born into a big family. If it was placed in an ordinary family, anyone could have a banquet if they wanted. It's an Asura Field where they compete and compete with each other, and they come to the wedding, one is to expand their contacts, and the other is to not offend the Moon Watching Clan.

The grass around her was sunken, Kanyue leaned against the cool tree trunk, and sat side by side with Yukimura, hugging her knees.

Taking a deep breath, his chest was filled with the rich and fresh smell of vegetation, he turned his head to look at the gentle and elegant Son of God, "Jingshi, this place is not bad."

"Ah, the scenery is very nice, it's a very suitable place for painting." Yukimura pointed to the half-drawn notebook next to him, thought for a while, picked it up and handed it to Guanyue.

The porcelain-white delicate hand took the sketchbook, Yukimura smiled calmly, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes again.

Beside him is the slight movement of the young man flipping through the picture book, Guanyue gently curling his hair with one hand-this is his favorite movement, just like some people like to bend their hands and knock on the table rhythmically when thinking, The man likes to keep rolling eyes, and he... prefers curly hair.

As soon as the light-white fingertips touched the cool and soft hair, all the restlessness in his heart seemed to be swept away in an instant, which allowed him to think about problems very calmly, and it was also his choice when he wanted to concentrate.

Yukimura's sketchbook has been half used. Guanyue started from the beginning and drew seven or eight pictures, most of which are autumn scenery. Being a model and painting is not a rumor.

Realizing that she was thinking a little too much, Guan Yue quickly pulled back her thoughts of galloping on the grass mud horse planet, curled her hair and laughed to herself.

Yukimura slightly opened his eyes and looked at the laughing young man beside him, and then secretly closed his eyes, but a doting smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the years are quiet and the world is stable

——This is the picture that Yukimura has conceived in his mind countless times but never had the chance to realize.

Yukimura did not color the painting, but used rough lines to outline the scattered shapes of the red maple, as well as the straight tree trunks, deliberately leaving a large blank space in the upper right corner, in which swan geese fly high, passing through the misty clouds.

Red leaves have always been the season language in haiku, and are often quoted in autumn. The beautiful handwriting is scattered on the lower right of this drawing paper. Looking at the moon, it seems that Yukimura himself made the haiku.

"How do you feel about my painting, is it still eye-catching?" Sensing that Guanyue has finished reading the album, the son of a certain god with a strong aura excitedly [cross out] asked with a smile, faintly expecting to be praised.

Guanyue smoothed the folded corners carefully, and smiled, "It's great, if Jingshi's paintings can't catch your eyes, how can I feel so sorry for this young master?"

Said this kind of words jokingly, Guanyue shook his head secretly, he has always boasted that he is excellent in all subjects, he is really hard at painting, barely able to get the teacher to give a passing evaluation, far from Chotaro and Seiichi It's far worse, but he can tell why he appreciates the paintings.

Guanyue tugged at her hair in frustration, and returned the sketchbook to Yukimura.

"I'll draw a portrait of Hatsuto someday." Yukimura casually put the sketchbook aside, the brush danced lightly in his hand, the boy looked at the black-haired boy expectantly.

"Yeah, yes." Guanyue nodded, thought for a while and added, "If Jingshi can't draw this young master's beauty, this young master will give a bad review."

Looking at the narcissistic and upright young man, Yukimura raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said with a radiant look, "yes, your are highness."

Guanyue Ting's brows twitched, and his heart immediately flustered. He pretended to smile calmly, looked at Yukimura with disgust, and propped his forehead with one hand, "Seiichi, can you stop speaking in this tone."

Honestly, this is not for you.

Yukimura Tobi's purple eyes are extremely deep for a moment, attracting people's attention like a whirlpool, even if a moth flies into a flame.

Guanyue secretly covered her eyes and said to herself, what a monster.

It's just that the object of his gaze should not be him!Being watched by the Son of God, he is also under a lot of pressure, okay?

Slowly and firmly pulled away Guanyue and covered his eyes with his hands, in fact to cover the gushing emotions, Yukimura leaned close to the boy's cheek, spewing hot breath on the boy's white side face, staring at his deep eyes, And, the panic that has not yet been concealed.

"Xiao Hatsu is really not good..." Looking at him steadily, Yukimura suddenly smiled, "You must have noticed my thoughts, but you still pretended not to know, it's really... sad."

Kanyue froze, pulled Yukimura's hand away, but was firmly imprisoned by the boy's backhand.

"Jingshi..." Guanyue struggled subconsciously. He has always been slow to love, and he was willing to be slow. He didn't want to notice it. , breaking the shell of the turtle he was avoiding bit by bit with his own hands.He was completely exposed to the sight of the embarrassed man.

"Don't resist me." Yukimura lowered his voice, looking at the young man with guarded eyes beside him, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

His boy, to be so unconfident in love, to live in a world that doesn't need love, is really... selfish.

But...he loves him so badly. Sometimes he is ignorant and sometimes he sees everything through. As long as he is Guan Yue, as long as he is this soul, he is willing to burn all his own like a moth to a flame, desperately willing to burn everything. Enthusiasm is only exchanged for Huoguang's occasional pity.

Guanyue faintly dispelled the guard in his eyes, the young man's voice was still elegant, but with a subtle pleading, he couldn't say no at all, he was Yukimura Seiichi, the unique and powerful king on the court, but at this moment he hugged Looking at him, his body was still trembling faintly, resisting the words that he might refuse.

Patting Yukimura on the shoulder, Guanyue didn't say anything, the two fell into silence for a while, only the sound of leaves being blown by the wind could be heard.

After a few minutes, Guanyue was defeated first, and a wry smile climbed his cheeks, "I admit...I have a crush on you and Guoguang..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by the rushing kitten, and the two surrounded Guanyue inside, sticking close together.

The young man was stunned, looking at Echizen who buried his head in his neck, and Atobe who was striding towards this side behind him, "Why are you here?"

The hem of his clothes was pulled by Echizen, the man lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, he just asked in a low voice, "Is what you just said true? You also have a crush on me...we?"

This is also a question that several people present are eager to get an accurate answer to.

"Longma, listen to me..." Guanyue's head grew bigger, and he was almost out of breath from the child, as if he was afraid that he would give an answer that he didn't want to hear.

He patted the boy's thin but curvaceous back comfortingly, "I have a crush on you, but that kind of affection is limited to...friends, it hasn't turned into love now..."

The expressions of the few people became a little gloomy in an instant, and even the eyes were covered with a layer of black veil, looking at the moon with confusion and helplessness.

"But——" deliberately elongated the tone, Guanyue slightly curled his lips, and looked at the eyes of several people who lit up again in an instant, inexplicably sour, which of these guys is not the favored one of heaven, why hang him in this tree Crooked neck tree ah.

To put it mildly - they deserve better.

"However, I will not avoid any of you from now on. If I can fall in love with you, what if we are together? I am not so rigid about Guan Yue."

Guanyue's eyes scanned several people one by one, watching Guoguang showing an unprecedented smile, watching Lian Er opening those childish pure eyes, watching Jingwu's more gorgeous attitude, watching Jingshi's smile Even more gentle, looking at Ryoma's expression of being sure to win, seeing the rich joy rolling in Buer's ice blue eyes...

Putting down his glasses, Tezuka tried his best to hide his excitement. What could make you feel happier than your love being answered?Although Guan Yue has not agreed to be with him yet, but since they let go, they have a breakthrough, not as helpless as before.

Several other people had the same idea, secretly thinking about how to please someone.

"If you feel too tired, I don't mind you..." Quitting this unfair love marathon, Guan Yue said softly, but was interrupted by several voices at the same time.

"No! X6" the voice fell so fast that it almost followed Guanyue's words.

"My uncle will not back down." Atobe touched the mole of tears, and a bright light flashed across his dark eyes, showing a smile.

"Everyone in my family knows that I like you." Tezuka continued, meaning that I have already told my parents, which shows that I am serious.

Guanyue was heartbroken again. Did Guoguang come out with his family when he didn't know about it... He didn't know how to describe the feeling of knocking over the five-flavored bottle at the moment.

The author has something to say:

It’s not easy to finally write here T_T Emotional dramas are so hard to hold back, don’t worry about Brother Chun, Brother Chun also has a lot of roles, there are arrangements behind, so there is no partiality

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