Finally, when the New Year approached, Yue Gongdie finished her first manuscript.

It happened that Keigo Atobe called and asked her to go out to push the manuscript together on January [-], and asked insincerely if she wanted to go to the temple to worship together.

"January [-]?" Yue Gongdie was a little surprised.

"Is it inconvenient that day?" Keigo Atobe's voice was a little distorted through the phone, "What about the next day? Sorry, I have a party that I can't leave on the first day, so I can only arrange it in the next two days."

Even if she has never been in love, does not need to be in love, and even the moon palace butterfly who hates love can feel it through the instinct of women, and Keigo Atobe seems to have a good impression of her.

... Does Keigo Atobe like her?

Moon Palace Butterfly felt troubled.

She doesn't believe in men, nor does she believe in marriage. She feels that she doesn't need a man in her life.

As long as you don't get close to anyone and don't trust anyone, you won't feel sad about being let down for your efforts.

But if Mr. Atobe is rejected now, will the book that took so long to write be unable to be published?

Yue Gongdie looked at the thick manuscript placed on her small table, and then saw the small room and the photo of her mother smiling.

Anyway, she has nothing to lose, and it doesn't matter if she can't publish it.

"It's all fine." Yue Gongdie licked her dry lips and whispered, "Just tell me the schedule."

"Can we meet before then? I don't know much about kimonos, I hope Ms. Tsukimiya can give me a reference." Atobe Keigo politely invited.

Yue Gongdie agreed.

She is determined to take advantage of this meeting to clearly reject Keigo Atobe, even if she is self-indulgent, it is better than dragging on like this and being invaded by others in her life.

Two days after the appointment, Keigo Atobe came to pick him up.

Tsukimiyacho originally thought they were going to some awesome custom shop, but unexpectedly, Keigo Atobe brought him to a very cheap kimono shop this time.

This store has a good reputation among young boys and girls. Because of its high quality and low price, many girls like to come here to buy, but it doesn't look like a place where people like Keigo Atobe should come.

"I have been studying in England before middle school, so I don't know much about these things." Keigo Atobe said aside, "Which one should I choose?"

Yue Gongdie thinks everything is good.

Because Atobe Keigo looks good, so even if he wears nondescript clothes, Tsukigongcho feels that this can only be called an alternative style.

However, out of a sense of responsibility, she still began to work hard to choose kimonos.

Atobe Keigo followed Yue Gongdie, she looked at a piece of clothing for a long time, Atobe Keigo had nothing to say to praise the dress, praised Yue Gongdie's vision, and then was about to pay the bill.

Yue Gongdie can only interrupt Keigo Atobe every time: "Let's take a look again, and choose after watching."

After walking through the men's kimonos on one side, they finally chose a men's kimono with lake blue stripes. Keigo Atobe and Tsukimiya Cho walked over to check out, while pretending to glance at the side inadvertently, and said: "Then There's one over there that looks like it would go well with this one."

"Huh?" Tsukimiya Cho and Keigo Atobe looked over together, and saw the striped women's kimono that Keigo Atobe was talking about.

The color is the same, but the skirt of the women's kimono is printed with some cute little fish and starfish, which looks stable and a bit lively, and the moon palace butterfly also thinks it is very beautiful.

"Since we are going to visit the shrine together, why don't we buy it together, you can wear this one." Keigo Atobe said, and went to pay without waiting for Tsukimiyacho's answer.

Tsukimiyacho wanted to stop Keigo Atobe, when she heard the dialogue between the two girls who walked in outside the door.

"Hey? Senior Atobe? Why is he here?"

"He's holding two sets of kimonos in his hands. Did he come to buy kimonos for Senior Sister Dongxiang?"

Senior sister Dongxiang?

Yue Gongdie's footsteps paused.

"But neither of them will come here to buy it? After all, they are rich people."

"Oh, Atobe-senpai can be said to be a wealthy young master, but Dongxiang-senpai, their family is just an ordinary rich man."

"I heard senior sister discuss in private, saying that Dongxiang Industry has been losing money in recent years, so senior Dongxiang wants to pay close attention to the heir of a wealthy family like Mr. Atobe."

Dongxiang Industry.

Senior sister Dongxiang?

Is this a god-sent fate?

Yue Gongdie stopped completely, and she felt a terrible idea coming out of her heart.

"But why did Atobe-senpai come to this kind of shop? I thought all his things were specially made."

"Who knows, but shall we go say hello?"

Yue Gongdie watched the two girls walk by, she took a step back, walked out of the store, knocked on the car waiting not far away, got in, and sent a message to Atobe Keigo.

[It seems that someone knows you, I will leave first, and I will wait for you in the car. 】

Facing the filmed car window, Yue Gongdie slowly straightened her hair, and she saw her face in the mirror.

She has always known that she is good-looking, but for a poor family, being good-looking is the last thing she needs.

But looking good is also important.

If it doesn't look good, Yue Gongdie doesn't know how to do what she wants to do.

Looking back now, when the family was broken in the past, how painful her mother was, how much she hated that woman, every day, every day, she was immersed in pain.

They were the ones who did nothing wrong, but they were also the ones who were punished.

...how should I put it?

Because of old age?Or because there is no love?

It's just that men like beautiful women.

Yue Gongdie smiled at herself in the mirror, and the girl in the mirror also smiled.

What a coincidence, she happens to be so pretty too.

After Keigo Atobe received the text message, he dealt with his classmate Bingdi who came to say hello, and hurried back to the car, only to see Yue Gongdie propping his chin with his hands, lifting his bangs to reveal a delicate face.

In the dark compartment, she seemed to be glowing.

Atobe Keigo was a little dazed, but fortunately he did not forget the conditioned reflex to get in the car. After he sat on the seat, he handed one of the boxes of kimonos to Yue Gongcho: "This is your clothes."

Yue Gongdie smiled softly: "Thank you, you are so kind to me."

"It's nothing." Keigo Atobe was a little afraid to look at Yue Gongcho's smile, "It's already afternoon, I know a good tea shop, do you want to drink tea?"

"Okay." Yue Gongdie replied lightly and cleverly.

The two of them were sitting in the car, usually Keigo Atobe would have to rack his brains to think of topics like this, but this time Keigo Atobe was beyond his expectation, he heard Yue Gongcho speak first.

"I just heard someone say it."

"Huh?" Keigo Atobe was a little puzzled, "What did you hear?"

"Editor Atobe?" Yue Gongdie blinked, and there was a sly look in her big eyes that was not melancholy, "But how did I hear what they said just now, Senior Atobe?"

Keigo Atobe became flustered, he couldn't help straightening his collar, and said embarrassingly, "The publishing house you saw is indeed my property."

Yue Gongdie laughed.

She was so pretty when she smiled, and Keigo Atobe wanted to look at Tsukimiyacho, but didn't want Tsukimiyacho to notice his gaze, so he looked around awkwardly.

"Then how old are you?" Yue Gongdie asked.

"...Seventeen." Keigo Atobe replied.

"17? I'm two years older than you." Yue Gongdie laughed, "Brother Jingwu?"

There seems to be something wrong with the Moon Palace butterfly this time.

But Keigo Atobe's mind is now full of the voice of Moon Palace Butterfly, and he has no time to think about the abnormality that comes from his intuition.

Atobe Keigo let out a distressed voice from his throat: "...Don't call me brother."

"Alright then." Yue Gongdie made a regretful voice.

Atobe Keigo couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and wanted to go back to the last second to take back what he said.

"It's just the two of us...it's okay." Then he heard his own voice.

Not so!

"Really?" Keigo Atobe laughed when he saw Yue Gongcho.

When she smiled, her crooked eyes were like whirlpools, the corners of her raised mouth were like whirlpools, and even the looming dimples were like whirlpools.

"Really." Keigo Atobe heard his own voice completely contrary to his own thoughts.

"Then I'll call you Brother Jingwu." Yue Gongdie blinked, "Who told you to lie to me before, making me think that you are a social person."

Everything is fine.

Atobe Keigo felt that he was floating to send Yue Gongdie back to her home.

Then I returned to my home amid self-doubt all the way, and shut myself to the gym to run and think about life.

Is that frizzy, hard-to-control, irrational, bratty person really me?

Atobe Keigo thought while running.

Until he got off the treadmill exhausted and took a cold shower, Keigo Atobe found that his restless heart had calmed down.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with hearing Yuegongdie call Jingwu brother.

It sounds good too.

wrong!

Keigo Atobe turned on the computer, looked at the stock market for a while, and then the company report for a while, and felt that he was normal.

Then he took out Shakespeare and started reading.

[Beauty is more likely to cause evil than gold and silver. 】

This is talking about the Moon Palace Butterfly...

Keigo Atobe couldn't help turning the page.

【ah!The torch was not as bright as she was. 】

This is also talking about the moon palace butterfly.

Keigo Atobe turned the page angrily.

[The love of young people does not come from the heart, but depends entirely on the eyes. 】

...Well, Moon Palace Butterfly.

Why does every sentence seem to be talking about myself.

Atobe Keigo thought, and couldn't help scratching his hair.

He is abnormal only in front of Moon Palace Butterfly.

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