[Net King] Xiamu Shady

Xia Mu's profile made her face look soft and warm.Yukimura moved his fingers, and felt helpless at his urge to caress her side face just now.

Noticing Xia Mu's questioning gaze, Yukimura coughed. He thought for a while, and when he looked at her again, the usual gentleness in his iris purple eyes was slightly removed, adding a bit of seriousness and depth, "Hayakawa Sangma want to know?"

His voice is clear but masculine, and it sounds nice.Xia Mu couldn't move his gaze away, he paused for a while before nodding.

Yukimura paused for a long time this time, Xia Mu gradually realized that she might be embarrassing him, she bit her lower lip slightly, "Xingmura-kun, if you feel embarrassing..."

"Because," Yukimura smiled warmly as if relaxing, his smile was as light as the breeze blowing across the lake in early spring, which made people feel more comfortable, "I told Chiya that Hayakawa-san is the girl I like, if he wants If I offend, I will be very embarrassed."

Xia Mu stared blankly at his beautifully shaped lips opening and closing, confiding every word she couldn't believe, she only felt that the strength of her whole body seemed to be withdrawn in an instant, her mind was blank, only his words remained It echoes non-stop.At that moment, it was as if her soul was stirred up. She only felt that her legs were weak and trembling involuntarily. She couldn't open her mouth to speak at all.

Yukimura exhaled, with anticipation and tension in his heart, quietly waiting for Xia Mu's reaction, but only saw her pale and wide eyes full of disbelief, that kind of disbelief did not make Yukimura feel Her joy, on the contrary, was like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, forcibly extinguishing the small flame in his heart.

Yukimura frowned slightly, "Hayakawa-san, I..." He stretched out his hand to gently put it on her slightly trembling shoulder, but Xia Mu pushed his hand away fiercely in the next moment.

There was a hint of embarrassment in his heart, but Yukimura still tried to maintain a gentle face.He watched Xia Mu take a step back, so obvious that he wanted to avoid him. This recognition made Yukimura feel strange, and his throat felt astringent. He paused for a long time before opening his mouth softly. The half-sentence that was not finished was completely different from what he wanted to say, "Hayakawa-san, I just don't want Kirihara to continue to cause trouble. I don't mean to offend or embarrass you."

What did you want to say? ...

Yukimura didn't continue to think, he tightened his hands hanging on both sides, and took a last look at Xia Mu, his voice had returned to the usual indifference, "Then Zakawa-san, please be careful on the road."

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

Xia Mu stood alone in the sunset light.

——Hayakawa-san?That girl with terminal cancer?

--yes.According to the doctor in charge, even if her disease is treated early, the success rate is very high...

—What a pity, she is so young.

She felt that something was rushing out of her body crazily, but when she touched her eyes, it was dry.

There shouldn't be hope.No, Hayakawa Natsuki, you shouldn't hope at all.

Perhaps the most painful thing is not getting what you want.But can't ask for it.

Yukimura stood on the second floor, frowning slightly, looking at the people standing quietly downstairs through the window.

Some people choose to hurt themselves if it can no longer be pushed away.He wanted to approach her step by step, filling the gap she drew between them time and time again.But... is he in a hurry?So, will his words just now hurt her heart?

Yukimura's eyes gradually became deep, watching Xia Mu gradually walk away in the sunset light.

Didn't look back.

He twitched the corner of his mouth as if mocking himself.

Truths are often harder to tell than lies.Lies can be covered with lies, but the truth...

In the end, who made who was sad.Who is wrong.Or, they are all right and think they are right.

Deliberately.

During class, Xia Mu kept his head down and took notes seriously, rarely in a daze.After a while, she suddenly realized that she was really led away by habit. Even though King Ren had already returned to class, she actually took notes twice habitually.Xia Mu rubbed the center of his brows, and exhaled slowly, always feeling that when his hands stopped, he was very tired.

Masaki Chiba lowered his voice, "Xia Mu, what's the matter with you? You don't look very good, have you been too tired recently?"

"Hmm..." Xia Mu tried his best to bend the corners of his lips, "Just listen to the class, I'm fine, just lie down for a while and I'll be fine."

"If you feel unwell, go to the school doctor."

"Ok."

The air in summer is dry and stuffy, and the classrooms are full of turbid gases that are exhaled and inhaled, making people feel a little dizzy.Xia Mu was lying on the table, heavily underlining the book with a pen. In the classroom, apart from the sound of the teacher writing on the blackboard, there was only the creaking of the fan, and most of the people were drowsy.

While thinking about it, she faintly heard a low "beep beep beep" sound in the classroom, Xia Mu sat upright, and she knew that this was the signal that the white-haired fox used to arouse the influence of classmates in class.After he repeated it several times, Xia Mu glanced at the teacher who was still writing, then turned his head and glanced at King Ren quickly. With a yuppie smile on his lips, he waved the ball of paper in his hand to her, and made a gesture. A pose to throw.

Xia Mu turned his upper body and nodded to him, Niwang threw the paper ball over while the teacher turned his back, Xia Mu just caught it.

Spreading out the ball of paper, there was only one sentence written on it: So boring, let's chat.There is also a Q version of the little fox at the back, which is clearly the fox she painted on his plaster.Xia Mu's previous gloomy mood faded a bit. She looked at the cute blinking fox, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and then drew an angry fox behind, and wrote: Although I am also very boring, but if you are If you want to throw paper balls like this and get caught by the teacher and go out to stand as a punishment, and skip a class by the way, please don't drag me!

Masaki propped his chin and watched the two of them seem to be having fun playing back and forth, and he couldn't help but pass a note to Xia Mu in wonder: When did you get so close to Masaharu Nioh?Could it be that the incident of broken leg last time tempered adultery? !

Xia Muyi: What are you thinking, we are just looking for something to get through this boring class.

Masaki winked and winked: I am low-spirited, and adultery is slowly derived from this kind of excuse. Look at Masaharu Nioh's radiant smile, as if he has never passed a ball of paper in his life.

Xia Mu supported his forehead, and turned his head to take a look. Niwang really stretched his neck and watched her waiting for her to throw the paper ball. He saw her turn her head, and stretched out both hands excitedly to receive the paper ball.

... I don't understand his thinking, is it so exciting to pass a ball of paper?Xia Mu kneaded the ball of paper silently and threw it to him.

As soon as he turned back, he met Chiba Masaki's ambiguous gaze, and Xia Mu felt chills, "I beg you, don't look at me like this."

"I'm naturally sensitive to gossip." Masaki shook his finger and smiled slyly, "Let me tell you, in fact, I found out that something was wrong that day. As long as King Ren just pulls you, you'll be fine." It doesn't hurt too much to fall, why does he use himself as a meat pad? Also, don't think I didn't notice that you help him take notes every day~ To be honest, it's been a few months?"

The corners of Xia Mu's mouth twitched when he heard it, what do you mean it's been a few months!

She rubbed the center of her brows, "I'm so tired of giving up talking to you..."

Nioh will be dating Ando Yuki next year, Xia Mu still remembers this very clearly, so she didn't take what Masaki said to heart.

Masaki seemed to be excited, she moved closer, "Hey, didn't you realize that Nioh Masaharu was interested in you? I felt it a long time ago, but it was the first year of high school when I was with you. I'm not familiar with it so I didn't ask..."

With a "snap", Makoto stood up and fell silent, Xia Mu also followed Makoto to look at the source of the sound, only to find that the sound just now was made by the pen in Yukimura's hand falling on the table.Maki thought that his noise had affected the male god, so the male god reminded them like this, and immediately sat down and listened to the class obediently.

Xia Mu only glanced at Yukimura hastily, he had already picked up the pen again, and continued to concentrate on listening to the class as if nothing had happened.Xia Mu's heart was in a mess, and her originally calmed down mood began to turmoil again.She lowered her eyes slightly, and slowly tightened her hands under the table. The words Yukimura said that day, which had been lingering in her ears for several times, appeared again at this moment to capture her thoughts.

After that day, she was completely out of shape, and she would slowly stop to think about what he said and his expression at that time.Every time I think about it, the crack in my heart gets deeper, and it seems that it will never end.But Yukimura seemed to be as if nothing had happened, as usual, he would smile and say hello to her, and would say a few words to her naturally, as if nothing happened that day...

After all, the only person affected is himself.Xia Mu smiled wryly, he clearly made it clear, it was just to make Kirihara Chi also restrain himself, there was no other meaning.As for her, why does she still have that strong sense of joy in her heart that cannot be suppressed by reason?Why take any chances?In this way, it will obviously only make myself who knows the ending more plunged into a whirlpool of despair.

She was still stuck in her own thoughts and didn't hear King Ni's message. After a while, a small white ball of paper appeared in Xia Mu's sight. Obviously, the original orbit of the paper ball should be on her table, but the thrower Maybe the hand trembled, causing the track to deviate——

Xia Mu opened his mouth in joy and stared dryly as he watched the ball of paper hit Yukimura Seiichi's head accurately, and then jumped onto Yukimura's table.

Xia Mu stared stupidly at Yukimura picking up the paper ball and looking at it