fall in love with dog roll

I stood up abruptly under Chiyo Nozaki Umetaro's staring eyes, and the drink glass on the table made a crisp sound.

I breathed out: "You, Chien Seikuro, right, let's come out and chat, Chiyo, you guys go first later."

I walked in front, Akashi Seijuro followed me calmly, and even opened the door for me on purpose, I glanced at him suspiciously, the red-haired boy smiled politely and could hardly find any faults, "Please."

I:"..........."

When I walked out of the dessert shop, he unhurriedly let go of the door, keeping a distance from me that would neither alienate nor make me uncomfortable.

Holding the drink in his hand, Chiyo asked worriedly, "....... Wu Zi is alright?"

Nozaki Umetaro's face was paralyzed, "Don't worry, Chien Seikuro shouldn't make things difficult for her."

"......It's Akashi Seijuro."

"Well, it's not bad to draw this kind of meme with the wrong name into manga." Talking about the girl manga artist, Umetaro Nozaki took out the drawing board, and with a few strokes, he outlined a beautiful girl with a smile and said to the passer-by, Kokimura-kun: "Muban-kun— —”

Chiyo flipped the table: "What kind of shojo manga is this—!"

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I was sitting on a bench in the park, and there were white pigeons pecking on the ground in the distance. I watched and watched, and I kicked the pebbles at my feet, and the pebbles rolled on the ground and broke into the pigeons. With very little strength, the group of white pigeons were not disturbed, and they moved a few times in the direction of the pebbles.

"Give."

I looked up, and there was a cup of hot milk in Akashi Seijuro's hand, which he had just bought in a nearby store.

I took it: "Thank you, how much?"

"No, this can be regarded as my compensation for the drink you haven't finished." He smiled, as gentle as a noble young master, although to some extent he was.

I remembered that the dessert shop was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to finish the drink, "It's okay, I asked you to come out."

That being said, the milk was given to me anyway.

I didn’t want to talk when I was drinking, so I slurped and drank, and Akashi Seijuro sat on the other side. The sun was setting, and there were not many people in the park. The red sunset glowed, and the whole ground was red.

I straightened my legs, the heels of my shoes hit the ground, my toes wobbled, and after a while, Akashi spoke first: "It's been rumored in school that you are the iceberg beauty, but it seems that's not the case."

I let go of another straw that was badly bitten by me: "Really? I'm a beauty......"

He couldn't help laughing in a low voice, your son was very restrained even when he smiled, Akashi Seijuro's ruby-like eyes gently curved slightly: "Yes, Akiri is indeed a beauty."

"Thanks, you too."

Akashi Seijuro smiled helplessly: "I can't describe it as a beauty..."

I changed my words indifferently: "That's a pretty boy."

He couldn't help lowering his head and grinning, the red of the setting sun was the same as the color of his hair, both were red, and so were his eyes.

Akashi Seijuro: "I thought you would be very angry, Akiri."

I was sucking on the straw, the milk was quickly finished, and there was a soft sizzling sound. I let go of the straw and didn't look at him: "I'm really angry."

"Do you know me?"

I turned my head, and the young master of the Akashi family smiled, hiding all his aggression and desire to control, leaving only the cultivation and gentleness in his bones.

I said bluntly: "I know, Chi Yanzheng Jiulang."

"I'm really angry." Akashi Seijuro was not angry when he was called by the wrong name on purpose, but he just raised the corners of his lips clearly, "This way of getting angry is also very different...... Uko .”

Me: "Yes, Akashi."

He clenched his fists and put his mouth to laugh a few times, and he didn't know how many times he laughed in just a few short conversations.

I glanced at him strangely, and got to the point: "How do you know my last name?"

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Akashi Seijuro: "Your father... is Eito, right?"

I looked up, and his red pupils met my gaze.

Me: "So?"

Akashi Seijuro is at the top of the Japanese chaebol, and he knows not much information, but there is also a lot. He read the news that the upper echelons know: "Uncle Eiichi is very powerful. He inherited the family business. He can actually bring the dusty company back to life. Return to the upper class of Japan."

I snorted, and he continued with a smile: "I gave birth to a daughter, but just after giving birth, there was a problem with the company, and she fell from heaven to hell. Uncle Yingyi's original partner left the family and left."

Me: "Everyone knows this, right?"

"Yes, very sorry."

I tilted my head and muttered, "It doesn't look like you're sorry."

I was impatient to listen, and there happened to be a text message, and I said, "Do you mind if I send a text message?"

Akashi Seijuro: "Of course not."

I lowered my head and turned on the phone, it was Gouju.

——Wu Zi When do you start school?

I go back in time.

Akashi Seijuro: "In short, there was a marriage contract between us."

I pressed the phone for a moment, then raised my head in surprise: "...Huh?"

.........

My father, Eiichi, was at odds with his original family, completely abandoned his surname, and married with my biological mother's surname until she left the family and left.

He became a man of mercy, and what was missing in his last name was made up by lovers.

The huge wealth made many people line up to be his lover, at least to get help.

"Wuzi, this is Aunt Shuihui, she will live with us from now on."

When I was five years old, I was still drawing on the ground. Hearing this, I raised my head, stared fixedly at the nervous woman for a while, and burst into a big smile: "Mom!"

The woman covers her mouth in surprise.Ying Yi was taken aback for a moment, squatted down, smiled and rubbed my head.

"Good boy. From now on you will be called Shuihui Wuzi."

The woman thought that most of the success was achieved by getting the child's approval, but in the end she broke up decisively.

"Wuzi, this is Aunt Tanaka."

I rushed over and hugged her, "Mom."

Aunt Tanaka happily kissed me on the cheek.

"Tanaka Wuzi sounds pretty nice, too."

In the end, she also left, but before leaving, she kissed me reluctantly: "I'm sorry, I can't be your mother."

I said seriously: "It's okay, Wuzi will have many mothers in the future."

She showed a smile that I couldn't understand, kissed my forehead, and left with the funds my dad gave her.

"Wuzi, which aunt do you love the most?"

I wrapped my arms around Dad's neck, sat on his lap and read comics, and thought about it.

"I love my mother the most."

"...Good boy." He kissed me, bearded, maybe weeping, maybe not.

"Wuzi—your father can be a wife to anyone, and you can be your mother to anyone, slightly slightly—"

"Yeah, Wuzi, can anyone be your husband in the future, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha?"

High-class banquet, the children here are not high-class at all, I didn't say anything, and went back to the banquet hall.

When I got home, I said, "Dad, I don't want to go to a noble school in junior high school."

"it is good."

"I don't want to live with you."

"...Okay Wuzi, Dad promises you."

So I live alone, there is a nanny to take care of in junior high school, but not in high school, but maybe my next door is someone arranged by my father.

Recently there was an Aunt Rimu who stayed for a long time, I called her mom, and she also played the role of mom very skillfully.

Not surprisingly, I changed to another Qiuli's surname.

.........

I was originally texting with Goujumura, but I was shocked by Akashi's words and froze on the spot.

"Eh?"

Akashi Seijuro's calm voice: "It's okay, this marriage contract is between Satomu Uko and Akashi Seijuro, it has nothing to do with the current Akiri Uko."

As soon as he said it, I understood that it was the Limu family who made me marry, but my father separated from her, and the marriage contract ceased to exist.

I whispered: "I don't know at all..."

"It seems that Li Mu made it himself. After all, it bears your mother's name."

The phone is ringing.

—Wuzi, what are you doing tomorrow?

I bowed my head, my head still hasn't recovered from the news.

Akashi Seijuro: "I originally wanted to see what my fiancée is like, but now there is no need."

I type slowly.

--tomorrow I will

Akashi Seijuro: "But we can make friends."

delete.

Akashi Seijuro: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't know this news. I too... don't want to marry at will."

——I want to see you right now, dog roll.

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After I bid farewell to Akashi, I went home and sat on the sofa in a daze, pinching Ake indiscriminately with my hands, the facial features drawn in black were crowded together, I couldn't help laughing.

There was a sudden movement outside the window. I realized something. I stood up and opened the balcony window, walked slowly to the open-air balcony, held on to the railing, and looked down. The gray-haired boy was falling on a tree branch not far away. Pulling the collar, the lazy purple eyes raised and looked at me.

I laughed out loud: "Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

He froze for a moment, and rolled his eyes guiltily.

I'd like to see how he got up.

Then I saw the dog curly thorn reach the top of the tree in the blink of an eye at an extremely tricky angle, and stepped on the balcony with a light jump.

I was startled, holding on to the balcony railing, the dog rolled over the railing all of a sudden, put his hand next to mine, and suddenly approached his face.

I reacted, "Sure enough, you have been trained professionally, right?"

"Salmon roe."

Silence, no one spoke.

His purple eyes were downcast, looking into my wide black eyes.

The dog curly thorn stared at me for a while, one hand was easily propped on the railing, and the other hand took out his mobile phone to type.

bright for me.

——Aren’t you happy?

"Well, sort of. So I want to play a game."

"Salmon roe."

Is this consent to play the game?

Goujuji was about to turn it over, thinking that the game I was talking about was a game with a handle, but I held him down, his eyes lit up: "I've always been curious, how many rice balls can you say Goujuu."

Dog curly spine: "..."

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On the open-air balcony, I thought about it and poked his nose with my finger.

The dog curly spine looked at me: "Salmon roe."

poke him on the shoulder.

Dog Curly Thorn: "Kelp."

Poke his forehead.

Dog Curly Thorn: "Salted fish roe."

I laughed a few times and poked his nose again.

"kelp."

"No, it's salmon roe, and the shoulder is kelp."

Before he could react, I poked his collar.

I was laughing, and there was silence.

I hesitated: "... gone?"

The dog curled its spine and tilted its head, its bony hands tore off the collar, and the handsome face was unobstructed, and the black lines around the mouth added a touch of charm.

He lowered his head, feeling the warmth on my face.

I covered my face subconsciously, he had straightened up, facing my surprised expression, his purple eyes were as calm as ever, his face was paralyzed.

Dog Rolling Thorn: "Mentaizi."