Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2014-12-169：44：32字数：2795

Having just watched the battle between Sitianbao Temple and Fudo Peak, Fuji decided to go to the bookstore to buy some books that he will use recently.Everyone in Qingxue was shocked by the strength of Sitianbao Temple, but Buer knew that Qingxue's title of "Monster Concentration Camp" was definitely worthy of the name, and it was certain to win them, not to mention——

There is no way he would lose to Zang Lin this time!

This is his journey of revenge.Hehe, Zang Lin, fight with me with your golden wristband, if you can still beat me now, I will take your last name! (Ahem, you took his surname, what about Yukimura?!)

Thinking of a guy who likes to sleep naked, the corners of his lips are raised a little bit, and the fighting spirit in his eyes is surging.

Turning the corner of the street, I was surprised to see a familiar figure, could this be——

"Ah? No two? Why are you here?"

"I should ask you this, Xiaojing." Fuji smiled and looked at the proud young man who came out of the car with his hair back to its original state - but, it should be a wig, right? "Why is Xiaojing here? Experience civilian life?"

"How many times have I told you not to call me such an unglamorous name!" A crossroads jumped out of his forehead, and he was forced down by a gorgeous young master. His slender body was wrapped in a well-made ice emperor academy handmade suit. Uniform, the gorgeous young master just stood there casually, causing countless girls in the past to look back, "Isn't that the guy who endured it, tell me to let me walk around..." The voice suddenly disappeared in the middle of the sentence .But Buer understands that most of the words are "walking around to relax".Losing to Qingxue is not unconvinced, but there must be regrets and sadness.

This is their final year, yet their national run has come to an end.

Afterwards, there will be more and more Xiaojing courses in economics, aristocratic etiquette, business communication, etc.In my impression, Xiaojing in high school just had a name in the Bingdi Tennis Club, and was no longer able to participate in club activities on time.

His youthful days when he could do whatever he wanted have come to an end.From now on, he is the king of the ice emperor, the heir of the Atobe family, and a proud noble boy. Dudu can no longer be a tennis boy who sweats profusely on the court regardless of his status.

It's just that he knows all these things, but he can't comfort the man in front of him with a word.

It's not that he doesn't want to say something to make him feel better, but he knows that it's best not to say anything.Such a proud emperor, even if he loses, will leave a provocative sentence proudly, willing to shave off his hair and take a bow with a smile.Then go to lick the wound alone.In a man's world, winners and losers are clear, there is no fluke, no need to be sad.

The one who wins is the one who is downright happy.There is no need to talk about compassion, that is the greatest hypocrisy.

What's more, you are facing Atobe, Atobe Keigo.Atobe who can silently convince people with just one name.

So Bu Er just laughed mockingly: "Why, Xiao Jing lost his way after walking around?" He didn't even bring anyone with him.Even Huadi didn't accompany him.Then the young master who had little contact with the "civilian world" got lost on the streets of Tokyo, and felt that asking for directions was "too unglamorous" and refused to do it. It was really conceivable to stay until now.

Atobe's embarrassing expression flashed past, and then he lightly tapped the tear mole under his eyes with his fingers, and his magnetic voice rose gracefully: "Ah? Who said that my uncle got lost! I just saw you on the way back. Just say hello."

"Yes, please trouble Xiaojing to say hello to me." Fuji didn't point it out, but the expression of holding back a smile was clear at a glance, and the corners of Atobu's eyes twitched, but he didn't speak after all.

"Hey, is that gorgeous Xiaojing going home now?"

"No. It's not long since I came out, who wants to go back." Atobe frowned, it was rare to say such a childish thing.Fuji also knows that this relaxed posture is a proof that Atobe is close to him, happy and cherished.

"But Xiaojing, it's almost time for you to eat." Atobu's routine is fairly familiar, and the young master is somewhat picky. Generally, cough, "civilian restaurants" are not very important. If it is It is not unacceptable if a group of friends want to eat or if there are no better conditions, but under the conditions, it is natural to eat as finely as possible.At this time, if he doesn't go back to Buckingham Palace, where can he find food that suits his taste?

As expected, Atobe frowned, as if he was not so sure about making a decision.It is estimated that he is probably reluctant to go back to the house where his parents are not there, there are only a group of maids who can only say "yes" and a worried old housekeeper.After thinking about it, Atobe made a decision: "There are still many hotels invested by the Atobe family, so let's go."

"Huh?" Buer was taken aback for a moment - let's go?This means—"Xiaojing, I didn't say I want to have dinner with you, did I?"

"Ah?" Atobe cast a slanted glance at him with a tear mole, and the meaning was very clear: You still don't want to go when my uncle invites you to dinner?Buer can't laugh or cry, Xiaojing has a strong buying and selling personality. "Okay, okay, I'll call sister Yumiko first and say that I won't go home to eat." Taking out the phone and dialing, the sister told him to have fun.

"Okay, let's go."

"Yeah.—Yes, no two."

"Ok?"

"Cough, how to get to xx road."

"...Hehe, Xiaojing, getting lost is nothing to be ashamed of."

"#! This uncle is just not familiar with this section of the road! Quickly show me the way!"

"...I suddenly feel a little sympathetic to Ren Zu..." On how a wolf survived under the gorgeous light of the young master.

Talking along the way, to be precise, Fuji has been carrying out an interesting cycle called "tickling Atobe angry", "smoothing Atobe's hair one second before the anger value explodes" and then "tickling Atobe again". (?! Where's the fun?!) However, Atobe was pissed off a few times, and he seemed to be in better spirits, and he was no longer the slightly melancholy boy at the beginning. (So ​​Jing Shao, you are actually a jerk?)

With Bu Er's good sense of direction and knowledge of the nearby roads, the two finally walked to a restaurant with gorgeous decoration.The waiters are trained to bow and open the transparent door for them.Atobe walked in first, took out the wallet from his pocket, and took out a card and handed it to the nearest waiter: "Please book a second-floor box for me." Jing Shao, who is super rude to the waiter, drives a car under the age and drunk and drives on the rampage... that is an upstart, isn't he a young master? Well, occasionally he has a bit of a young master's temper, such as seeing Tezuka too strong I was in a bad mood for a while and told the girls to get rid of the mother cat or something... But the attitude that the earth is my home will always be drawn...)

The waiter bowed respectfully after seeing the black card signed with the gorgeous cursive letter A: "Master Atobe, please." He led the two of them to the elevator.Passing through the lobby, a small figure running fast bumped into Fuji.Fuji originally wanted to avoid it, but there was a huge glass mirror behind him, and it was dangerous for the child to bump into it, so he caught the child who jumped on his lap without dodging.

The child was knocked back two steps, endured and endured, and finally did not cry because he was well-bred.Buer squatted down, and saw clearly that it was a little girl about five or six years old, with cute two buns, a pink and white skirt, and long black hair against her white face, very cute.Buer reached out and rubbed the little girl's blushing forehead: "Little sister, are you okay?"

"...Not bad." The little girl was soothed by Buer's friendly smiling face, but she didn't feel any nervousness. It seemed that the pain was gradually gone. She answered the question seriously, then bent her big eyes and smiled like a girl. Two little crescents, "Thank you big brother. Also, I'm sorry, Aiko shouldn't be running so fast."

Fuji smiled lightly, and gently stroked the two little buns on the top of the girl's head: "It's okay, but Aiko has to be careful when walking. It's not good if you hit the wall or someone else, and you might get hurt, right?"

"Yeah." The little girl nodded obediently, said goodbye seriously, and then walked away slowly step by step. Fuer straightened up and sighed a little: "I always feel that this little girl looks familiar." While watching the whole process of "Fu Er comforting the little girl", he put his slender fingers in front of his eyes, and said casually: "Ah, of course, I look familiar, and I smile just like you."

"Huh?" Fuji recalled a little, nodded with a chuckle - the little girl's crescent eyes were indeed similar to him, and he said that he felt a little like looking in a mirror when he was a child.The two continued to walk towards the elevator, not paying attention to the small episode.

Of course, Bu Er would not know that in the past, in another world where he was no longer there, that similar smile was a support for another person's desolate memory.

Just a smile with a similar arc becomes the outlet of memories in life.