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All the high-profile players from the major schools before WC were hyped up, and of course Akashi was no exception. From all aspects, he was named the diamond king Xiaowu that contemporary women most want to marry, and the major weekly magazines also published Akashi. The news that the company will participate in this WinterCup.Coincidentally, Miss Wanhan did not admit defeat, and she also ruthlessly occupied the headlines of this issue of the school magazine. One is the prince charming in the hearts of many girls, and the other is an illustrator who stole other people's ideas and was killed on the way to arrest. What a stark contrast, magazines and school magazines are placed on her desk together.

"I heard that her father stole other people's ideas."

"Yes, yes, it's also thanks to being hit to death, otherwise where would the compensation be left for their mother and daughter to live on?"

"Perhaps her father not only stole ideas, but also stole other things. You said that stealing is not hereditary?"

"Why would Akashi-kun associate with this kind of girl?"

She carefully read the report in the school magazine, which was well-founded, as if it was true, and she told the story more clearly than she did. About her father, she basically heard what her grandfather said, and her father stole It was absolutely framed by someone else for the creative thing, but now a big joke has been made. In the eyes of everyone, she, Akashi's girlfriend, is the daughter of a thief.

"It's really as shameless as it is."

"That's right, the thief's daughter is still pestering Akashi-kun."

She really couldn't listen anymore, "Shut up!" The thief's daughter, how unworthy she and Akashi are, and how funny they are together, she rushed out of the classroom desperately.

When Akashi found out about this, he found the person in charge of editing the school magazine and dealt with it. When he returned to the classroom, he saw her rushing out of the classroom.

"Qianqing, Qianqing Wanhan, stop."

She didn't listen to him, and continued to move forward. She was almost at the school gate, and Akashi also caught up with her, grabbed her wrist, and walked forward even more. She couldn't keep up with his footsteps.

"Zheng, Zheng, what are you doing?"

Akashi stopped, "Is the only way for you to solve the problem is to run away?" He didn't allow her to walk away in front of him again.

"I just want to calm down."

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Akashi continued to lead her forward, and had already walked out of the school gate.

"Zheng, you shouldn't skip class for me."

"If you skip class, you skip class. What reason do you have?"

She also wanted to be a docile and mature person, to look at world affairs indifferently, and not to affect her heart anymore.

In the amusement park, it’s fine for the two of you to skip class together. Akashi was dragged to the amusement park by Wanhan just because she said she had never been to the amusement park. She didn’t play any of them. Watching Akashi standing at the foot of the Ferris wheel, watching each drop-shaped cockpit cross the apex, looking up at the happiness of others.

"Zheng, would you be willing to be with a 'thief' daughter?"

Akashi didn't answer her question. In his mind, it didn't matter if she was the thief's daughter, "Would you like to try it?" Akashi looked at the huge Ferris wheel.

"kindness."

They got into the cockpit without sitting down, and slowly rose. She could feel the slight shaking and the sound of the creaking and mechanical rotation. She was not afraid of heights, but she was still a little dizzy standing in the Ferris wheel. I heard that there was motion sickness. Yes, I haven't heard of a Ferris wheel.

"Zheng, I'm a little dizzy, shall we sit down?"

"Since you choose to come up, you have to bear this thrill."

"..."

She was about to reach the highest point, and she grabbed Akashi's arms, and clicked, as if the hour, minute, and second hands at twelve o'clock had all returned to zero, standing upright, visibly shaking, her feet were weak and rushed into his arms.

He was quite right, the way she handled things was just avoidance.

"Qianqing, open your eyes."

She poked her head out of his arms slowly, yes, she saw it, the things on the ground became blurred, it turns out that the tree can be so high, she can be so close to the clouds, and the scenery in the distance can be seen in a panoramic view, which makes the soul hang In the air, there will be less care. Every step of life has to bear a thrill. After crossing this point, all sorrows will not be sad. Naturally, he will share this thrill with her.Back on the horizon, she will never escape again. The school magazine incident is known to everyone, and she can't escape if she wants to. The rest has to learn to face the problem. There are too many things in this world that she can't help herself. Deep in the abyss, it was Akashi who held her, so she didn't fall into the abyss.

"A bunny balloon?"

"Bring me your hand." Akashi tied the balloon on Wanhan's ring finger, and tugged, not to tighten it too tight.

Wherever she went, the balloon would just float there, "Zheng, isn't it childish?"

"No, it's beautiful."

She puffed her cheeks and pretended to be a puffer fish, "Does that mean the same as when you said I was good-looking in middle school?"

Akashi smiled without saying a word.

"Look, Zheng, it's a wishing tree, it's covered with red cloth strips, let's make a wish too."

She wrote what she thought on the red cloth, and tiptoed to reach the tall branch, and almost, a little, Akashi picked her up, and finally touched the branch, tied it to the root of the branch, so that Only then is it firm.

"Oh!" With a snort, the rabbit balloon was punctured by a branch, "It's a pity."

The angry rabbit fell into Akashi's hands, he took the thin thread out of Wanhan's hand, and secretly put it in his pocket.

On the red cloth is written: May we meet here again in ten years.

{Akashi Seijuro: Is it only ten years?

Qianqing Wanhan: Ten years have passed, another ten years. }

In a corner of the basketball hall, the Ye Shan discussion group gathered together.

"Young man didn't come today." Shibuki asked.

"I received gossip that the captain skipped class with Xiao Qianqing today." Ye Shan acted cute as a cat.

Gen Wugu said in surprise: "It really doesn't look like the captain's style."

"Are they dating? Do you want to go and see?" Ye Shan encouraged everyone.

"You can find them."

"I have my own way."

"This is about to rebel!" Platinum supervisor roared angrily as almost all the main players of the basketball team were absent today.

In the empty basketball arena, Qian Zhong slapped the basketball in his hand twice and then fell to the wall.

"I want to ride a bike, I want to eat cake, I want to sing."

"Well, it's all for you."

She thought, even if it's willful, it's only one day.

After eating and drinking enough, and riding the bicycle, the next step is to sing. She wondered, is it necessary for Akashi to book such a large private room just for the two of them?

"Zheng, the two of us can't use such a big private room, can we?"

Akashi walked to the door and held the handle. This scene was a bit familiar, "How come there are two people." As soon as the door opened, a bunch of people appeared like dumplings, dressed in strange clothes. Looking carefully, it was Mibuchi and the others, Akashi It has long been discovered that the dumpling army is following them.

They take up a row, again playing upright mummies.

"It's Xiaotaro who said he's coming to collect information about Xiaoyu's love affairs."

"Sister Lingyang said she was afraid that you were not gentle enough."

"Yongji is afraid that you won't choose a place to eat."

"Dai said she was curious."

The dumpling army pushed one by one, making a mess.

"Hahaha, senior Dai didn't come at all, okay?"

She finally laughed, and after being teased by the Dumpling Corps, her mood became better. Seeing that she could let go of her burden, Akashi allowed everyone to indulge her for a while.

"Let's sing together!" Wanhan handed the microphone to Shibu.

"Xiao Qianqing's singing is quite nice." Shibuchi and Wanhan sang a song together.

After a while, Shibuchi wanted to take back what she just said. With full firepower, she was completely roaring, startling the world, weeping gods and ghosts, like a big river flowing eastward, and she kept on Jumping up and down on the table and sofa, insane, Akashi smiled.

"Xiao Qianqing, you'd better drink some water." Mibuchi couldn't hold on any longer, her ears were about to be deafened by her, if she continued to go crazy like this, he estimated that Akashi would get rid of her sooner or later.

"No, I can still sing, everyone come together."

"Xiao Qianqing, don't you have music class in your class?"

She pretended not to understand the meaning of Ye Shan's words, "Of course it is, my grades are not bad, Senior Ye Shan, you can help with the accompaniment with a maraca."

She was really happy today, Akashi took time out of his busy schedule to date her, and the matter of skipping class was covered up by the identity of both of them being good students.

Akashi asked her if she would like to take two days off to rest, she firmly said no, the next day, she found the editor of the school magazine, hoping to do a serial report on her affairs in the next issue of the school magazine, and she put all the facts in Speak out and clarify the whole thing, this is what she can do, and it's up to others to believe her or not.

{Zheng, I will never run away again, not for anything. }

This semester also ended with the last quarter of the school magazine. After school, Akashi’s love letter received numbness in the fingers. Most of the girls who sent the love letter felt desperate. The titles on the envelope were multifarious. love, what i don't care you have a girlfriend, what honey, that's not your girlfriend.

Akashi completely ignored the attitude, only one, which he held in his hand.

Wanhan had never seen when Akashi was interested in a love letter, what kind of love letter it was, was it someone Akashi cared about, or used some fat title to grab his heart.

"Qianqing, come down."

"what happened?"

Akashi put the love letter in her hands, with her name written on it, "Huh? I wrote it?"

"Since you wrote it, then you read it."

The black envelope was painted lightly with a milky white pen. She looked very uncomfortable. This letter was not written by her. Who would do that? She also opened it curiously, and the inside was still black. On the letter paper, only four words were written: too much sugar is not easy.

She read it in a questioning tone.

How difficult is sugar?Isn't this what Akashi left when he gave her matcha candy?How could it appear in the love letter sent by 'her' to Akashi?

"Zheng, I didn't write this love letter."

"Well, it's okay, when we come back from Tokyo, you can just write me a letter."

Akashi wants to read the love letter she wrote, wait, the point is not this, he said that when they come back from Tokyo, it means that he will take her to this WinterCup, well, so happy.

"Mom, where are my white gloves?" Wanhan searched the whole closet but couldn't find the pair of gloves that Akashi gave her.

"Huh? Doesn't Baby Wanhan never wear gloves in winter?"

"No, it's that pair, the one I put in the corner of the closet when I first moved to Kyoto." The present that Akashi gave for Christmas that year, she wrapped it well and disappeared.

"Oh, I remembered. I don't think you're wearing them either. Those gloves look very new, so I gave them away."

"Mom, how can you do this, those gloves are very important to me."

"Oh, it's true, my baby girl is so anxious because of a pair of gloves. I put it in the finishing box under your bed for the last cleaning."

"I see."

She rushed back to the room, and finally found the pair of gloves under the bed, put them on, and kept circling around the room, this time I can wear them when I return to Tokyo with Akashi, great.

The letter paper is light blue. She chose this color for a long time, but this color best represents her mood. After the Winter Cup, she will hand over this test paper to Akashi. She puts the letter paper and pen in her bag.

The author has something to say: I never thought that I would stick to more than 30 chapters just with the original manuscript of about seven chapters. I am so happy. Many of the following are written on the spot. Xixi, I hope you understand, I have been ignoring the link of having something to say, because I am too lazy, and there may be four or five more and it will be over.