[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

What does it feel like to like someone.

It's just that when I look at him, I feel like I'm getting an electric shock, but I can't move away just by looking at him.When I looked at him, there was only his reflection in my eyes, but when I closed my eyes, it was all his shadow.

When I was young, I liked someone, and I wished I could give him all the toys I liked; when I grew up, I would take out a lollipop from my pocket, thinking that this was all the beauty; when I was in school, my eyes were full of him , talking about any topic would unconsciously involve him; but now, she wanted to give him everything - just because of the elegance of this song.

When is it?Did he grab his hand at the Summer Festival, or did he tilt the umbrella to his side?Was it the first time he didn't stand on Judaime's side anyway and squatted down to comfort himself, or did he translate the Italian meaning to her in the twilight?Whether it's love after a long time... or love at first sight... Ah Qing has no time to take care of these things, but at least she now knows that the throbbing in her heart is nothing but the emotion called liking.

The plump and white fingers have distinct joints, and the combination with the shiny white keys is like a caress, and it is like a silent love language.Compatible with each other, intimate.Prison Temple narrowed its jewel-like pupils slightly, and collected the melodious ending sound at the fingertips.

Prison Temple's piano is really good, and she has no doubts about the deep affection in it.

"Mr. Lanshou's performance is really wonderful." Viola's sky-like blue eyes showed a look of appreciation, she held the corner of her skirt and walked to the bandstand step by step, and then walked slightly After a salute, his face flushed slightly, "I wonder if I can give you the honor to play a piece with Viola?"

Prison Temple's expression froze, and then he glanced at A Gang standing there, hesitating.

"Hahaha——Viola has been fond of the piano since she was a child. I think Mr. Lanshou of Pengo Lie will not disrespect this, right?" A Gang hadn't spoken yet, but Marino answered it heartily. His daughter's words also showed appreciation for the song just now.It seems that both Marino and his daughter are experts at the piano.

Now that the leader of the opponent has already spoken, the prison temple can't face the opponent in public.He could only nod his head, and then moved his body a little to the side, making it easier for Viola to sit on it.

"Please give me more advice, Mr. Lanshou." Viola put her hands lightly on the keys, turned her head away and gracefully lowered her eyes. The blue eyes were like pure lakes.

Prison Temple seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then set his sights on the piano keys.

Black and white keys, two hands, four hands playing together.

"Don't you hate gatherings the most, let's go back." Ah Qing tugged on Lark's sleeve, pretending to be bored.But Yunque calmly brushed his hand away.There was a bit of anger in those dark blue phoenix eyes, as if dissatisfied with her behavior.

But she was right, Hibari really hated such occasions.He just glanced at it a few times, then turned and left.Don't save any face at all, walk alone.

Ah Qing pouted, and took one last look at that seamless performance.The short flying silver hair outlines soft curves under the light, and there is a slight arc around the mouth, as if he is very satisfied with the performance of the co-performers around him.Viola's inherent elegance blends with the flowing sound of this grand piano.The two seem to have a good understanding.

Even Ah Qing himself felt that the ensemble was extremely beautiful.Of course, people like her can't understand what the other party is playing, she just thinks it sounds very good, and Viola's extraordinary demeanor makes her feel ashamed.

She turned her head and followed the figure of Skylark away.

Ah Qing knew very well in his heart that it was only because of the face of Chief Francisco that the Prison Temple agreed to the performance this time.But the bright lights hit them like a match made in heaven, elegant and spotless.Her heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and it hurt slightly—so she chose to escape with a straight face.

When she came, she was charming and graceful, and when she left, she was still charming and charming.It was as if no one could guess her mood.Even she herself thought it was ridiculous that this kind of chicken guts poured out on a little devil, but she felt heartbroken.

Skylark glanced at the woman beside her whose complexion sank a little as she walked further and further away, then turned her head to look at the increasingly deserted backcourt.He leaned on the railing of the open-air balcony, looking at the starry sky all night, and he didn't bother with the woman who followed wherever he went-now she was very quiet, as if stimulated.

Ah Qing also imitated him by leaning on the railing, looking up at the starry sky, and murmured, "Why do you think I feel so sad... I know it's not intentional, but it still looks like an eyesore. So I ran away It's...hehe." She brushed away the hair that was blown to her forehead by the evening wind, and lowered her eyes.Curly eyelashes fluttered under the moonlight.

She is the poppy that shuttles among the green leaves and accepts the hail of bullets, while Viola is the serene lily that grows gracefully in the greenhouse.When she saw Viola for the first time, she had a good impression of this elegant and pure woman, and at the same time she had an inextricable sense of inferiority complex.Seeing those two people sitting together playing four-handed, overlapping fingers, that kind of inferiority complex grew like seaweed.

Even though it was just an irrelevant woman, she couldn't help feeling ashamed.Like the prison temple, it may be a luxury from the beginning.No matter how irritable and impatient he is with her, there is still blood of pride and elegance flowing in his bones.That was beyond the reach of a person like her who had broken into another world.

"Tsk tsk, I've lived in vain for so many years, and I still think like a little girl." Ah Qing grinned brightly and returned to her usual gorgeous expression.There was a faint flash of self-mockery in her eyes, which was soon subsided.Holding her cheeks is like having a crush on a little girl who is uncertain.

"...If you don't want to be bitten to death, just put your emotions away and shut up." Skylark said a rare sentence, expressing his disdain for the weakness of small animals.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Ah Qing spread her hands, and helplessly resumed her glib appearance.Skylark, who is always alone, will not be involved in unnecessary emotions. It is because of abandoning emotions that he considers unnecessary that he has gained his current strength.

Skylark closed his eyes and stopped talking to her.He who cherishes words like gold seems to think that saying one more sentence is superfluous.And the reason Ah Qing chose to open up the chatterbox with him was precisely because he was too lazy to listen, too lazy to understand, too lazy to strike up a conversation, and even less lazy to mention it to others—just as if he had vented to a wall and then let it go without looking back. .

Ah Qing squinted at the picturesque Skylark, and turned his gaze to the starry sky farther away.Fortunately, he doesn't like to make trouble, the place is so quiet that almost no sound in the hall can be heard, and she can avoid hearing the annoying piano sound.

Women's tempers are really unpredictable.If you say you like it, you like it, if you say you are not happy, you are not happy.It's like being sulking like this now.

"Huh? There seems to be a herbivore coming." Sensing the slight movement, Skylark suddenly opened his eyes, his tone full of mockery.

Ah Qing turned his head, looking at the figure that gradually became clear from the shadows.

Her silver-gray hair shone with a blurred halo under the moonlight, and her eyes, like green lakes, were a little restless.His eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, dimmed inexplicably, and then frowned tightly.

"You guys are so disrespectful! To disappear without a trace at such a time is really troublesome for Judaimu." It seems that the prison temple came to find the guardian who disappeared from the banquet inexplicably.

Skylark glanced at him contemptuously, then looked away at the night sky again.

"It's not like you don't know about Yunque's temper, how can you stay in that kind of situation." A Qing smiled and helped Yunque complete what he wanted to say.

"What about you?" Prison Temple's brows became tighter and tighter, bringing the topic to her again.

"I'm his girlfriend now, and I'll follow him wherever he goes. Besides, I'm an ambiguous person, so avoid suspicion~" Ah Qing pursed her lips and smiled helplessly.

Prison Temple's complexion sank, and he asked, "When did you not understand?"

"Miss Francisco raised doubts just now." A Qing brushed her hair, which was a little messy in the evening wind, and smiled brighter and brighter.

"That's her, it has nothing to do with us."

"It's so noisy. Do you want to be bitten to death?" Yunque yawned, his eyes narrowed, and his clear voice became dangerous.

He glared at Ah Qing, then strode away.

"Hey you..." Ah Qing saw the figure of Yunque swaying away, and hurriedly followed.

"Wait." Looking at Ah Qing's figure who was about to leave, he quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Ah Qing's surprised eyes swept over him, and she couldn't help but feel a little baffled.At this time, he didn't stay with Ah Gang well, but ran out to find her and Skylark.Could it be that the place in Skylark Town is really dead?Francisco doesn't have such a scary aura either.

"What's the matter?" Ah Qing looked at the figure of Yunque who was going further and further away, curled her lips, leaned back on the railing of the overhead balcony again, and flew her searching eyes to the prison temple that hesitated to speak.

Prison Temple habitually fumbled for a cigarette from his trouser pocket, and lit it.In this cold night a faint spark ignited.Curls of smoke rose, obscuring his face.

"Why...you know how to be Skylark's female companion?" His eyes wandered away for a while, and finally locked on Ah Qing.

"He hates socializing." Ah Qing shrugged, raised his head and looked up at the dark sky.Pengo Lie was shrouded in darkness, and the majestic buildings seemed to be covered with hazy veils.And the sky in this corner of the back hall is extraordinarily quiet.The moon and stars are rare and endless.

Prison Temple was unexpectedly silent.I don't know when it started, this woman must be following behind Lark.Perhaps since she was dispatched to work with Hibari in the Japanese branch, the two became no longer familiar.Yunque, who is usually unkind, seems to have great patience with her, and also acquiesced that she followed behind him.

This made him unconsciously imagine in a negative direction.He realized that perhaps the person Qing had stopped abruptly might be Hibari.Although it seems that they don't get along very well.But just now Skylark opened his mouth to help her out of the siege on a rare occasion, from this point of view, he is different from others.

What Yuji didn't know was that in Yunque's heart, Qing was in the same position as Cao Bi.A subordinate who can be trusted, and a leader who is still recognized even if he is unwilling.For Yunque, who has a good demeanor, the rule of not hitting women is very good in Ah Qing, even if sometimes he can't help but take out the duckweed and beat up the grass wall, he still has good self-control for Ah Qing— —Of course, except that his prey was snatched away first.

"...I'm sorry about what happened that night." He moved his eyes away, and the expression on his face stiffened unconsciously.

Ah Qing's heart skipped a beat.She glanced quietly at the jail temple, and the other party's expression was filled with guilt and uneasiness.For the past few days, Prison Temple seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, and disappeared from the world.No explanation, no apology, and now he finally said it.

"I said Prison Temple...do you... like me?" Although the tone was as calm as usual, what could not be dispelled was the anticipation and cautiousness in his heart.

"This..." Faced with such a straightforward question, Prison Temple suddenly didn't know how to answer.He wanted to say he liked it, but he was afraid of being rejected explicitly.It seems that if you refuse, you will lose the opportunity forever.

Ah Qing looked at the momentary hesitation in the prison temple, smiled and lowered his eyes, showing a soft smile like starlight, then gently reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "Look, you don't like it, so I I wouldn't mind it either."

The prison temple watched the dark color in Ah Qing's eyes gradually settle down, with a bit of comfort as if to make him feel relieved, but mixed with fleeting complications.He pursed his lips, unable to answer Ah Qing's words.

"I'm sorry." The deep voice didn't know whether it was an apology for the denial, or a heart that could not be said.

The cigarette in his hand burned slowly inch by inch, and the smoke was lingering.

"But, there is one thing I want to tell you..." Ah Qing looked at the prison temple whose eyes were blinded by the rising smoke, and felt sad for a while.She walked towards the prison temple step by step, wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoed lightly and looked at the clear spring in his eyes, her body smelled of tobacco that could not dissipate.The broad arms looked extremely warm in this long cold night.

"Even so...but I like you, Prison Temple."

Then she let go of her hand, and smiled sweetly, bright ripples slowly spread across her face, and finally sneered in her eyes.

"Does it sound ridiculous... I never thought I would like a bad-tempered brat like you. But I just want you to know, because I am a brave big sister. Okay~ I should also find Skylark Go." Ah Qing smiled and waved his hands, then walked towards the front hall.

She suddenly remembered a bad sentence, I like you, it has nothing to do with you.Just like how she feels now.If the prison temple understood her thoughts, she would not do the kind of inexplicable things that moved her again.

But she was suddenly grabbed, and then tightly embraced into a warm embrace.

Ah Qing's eyes, which were as gorgeous as peach blossoms, widened, the last thing reflected in his eyes was the pair of gray-green eyes that were getting closer.Then there was the softness that fell on her lips, with the smell of tobacco she was always familiar with.

The unburned smoke fell to the ground, quietly braving the last faint spark, dense and hazy.

The author has something to say:

alright. .Maybe this time it's really going to be sprinkled? …………

Listening to Kikujiro's Xia Tian inexplicably wrote such a chapter. . .

Sure enough, older girls are braver. . .

By the way, the author has opened a new bird brother BG~~