[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

This feeling, to Eri, was too strange.

…Obviously I feel very familiar and at ease, but I can't control my tears. The closer I get to him, the more sad I can't restrain myself.Even if the memory is blurred, the reaction of the body cannot deceive oneself and others. After many years, the feelings that are still remembered in this way are like some inseparable part of life, which was cut out in a certain choice. You I thought the wound had already healed, but at the moment when I took off the bandage, I still saw the blood gushing from the bones—it was so painful.

When she finally stopped her tears, she explained to Tezuka incoherently, but she couldn't clearly describe the reason.

Fortunately, Tezuka understands her mood better than herself - they used to be the closest existence to each other, which is enough for the young man to easily interpret every inexplicable move of hers.

Tezuka always thought that her retreat was due to the residual repulsion in her memory, but seeing the girl sobbing in front of him, if he persisted in his misunderstanding, he would probably be called a "bastard".

...do you want to apologize?

Should I say "sorry" to my avoidance some time ago?

Just when the bad-spoken boy was hesitating, Eri finally collected her mood, and looked at the other party's messy school uniform shirt in embarrassment, her eyes fluttered with guilt.

"...well, clothes..."

"It's ok."

"...Oh." Eri lowered her head, probably because of her own behavior, she felt a little embarrassed after knowing it, and said softly, "The question just now-you asked me, what do you want, I can't right now answer."

"..."

"It may be too much to say this, but..." She pondered for a long time, but she didn't know how to explain Tozuka, her voice became lower and lower, and finally disappeared lightly in the slightly drunken wind.

Tezuka saw her embarrassment, and said, "I will wait for you to recover your memory."

"—Huh?!" Eri blinked her eyes and asked in surprise, "Did I make my intentions so obvious?"

Tezuka patted her hair, and amidst the girl's unconvinced expression, he continued calmly, "At that time..." His gaze on Kami-Eri was deep and unclear.

——When it really comes to that time, what can we do?Please explicitly make your own choice?

Tezuka couldn't say such words that seemed to force the other party.

"How?" Because of his silence, Eri asked curiously.

"...At that time." I don't know if it was an illusion, but an unspeakable firmness vaguely appeared in the young man's calm expression, "If it wasn't for me, then don't meet again." He paused for a moment, and added said, "Before—"

Eri froze in place.

The summer night wind blows the smell of green grass through the air, brushing the girl's long hair on her cheeks.He clearly said the unfeeling words "never see each other again", but in contrast, Tezuka's movements were very gentle, smoothing the wind-blown hair behind her ears.

He stared down at her.

Even though he didn't say anything, Eri inexplicably understood the meaning in his eyes.

"—Before that, please watch me."

The boy's wordless silence contained such determination and patience.

Being dragged out of bed early in the morning on vacation is never a fun experience.

Eri bit the bread, and looked resentfully at Keigo Atobe sitting across the table with a blank face, as if she was planning to stare him into a hallucination, and then she could go back to sleep.

Atobe Keigo sat there motionless, making himself a cup of black tea. He knew where these things were placed more clearly than the owner, Eri. Maybe he didn't realize it himself. Since he walked into Beichuan From the beginning, every move and every move unintentionally revealed the familiarity of the past.

Or maybe he has already found out, but his defiant personality makes him not care about the girl's thoughts at all.

"Have you seen enough?" Finally, after the girl finished her breakfast, Atobe raised his eyes slowly, and even the explanation seemed a little ironic, "Someone decided to spend the weekend at my uncle's house without authorization, and now he forgot all about it." ,very good."

"..." Yili didn't wake up, and her brain circuits were still mushy. She was confused for a while, and then remembered that she had promised Atobe's mother at the school gate. Nose, "...it seems that there is such a thing."

Atobe raised his eyebrows—for no reason, Eri knew it was going to be bad when he saw this expression, as if this kind of conversation had been carried out between them countless times.

"Congratulations," Atobe sneered, "After a fall, it obviously turned you from a stupid person into an unattainable person."

"..." Too much bullying, hey!

Erito stood up and stared down at Keigo Atobe.Although the girl had already thought of no less than five rebuttals in her heart, but when the words came to her mouth, perhaps because of her guilty conscience, they were all choked in her throat and could not be said to him.

After staring at each other for a while, a strange silence spread in the air, slowly turning into embarrassment.

Finally, Atobe couldn't bear it anymore, and took the lead to look away, frowning and asking impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

"...Oh," Eri stared at it for a few more seconds before replying slowly, "...I'm researching whether you really hate me."

"What about the conclusion?"

Eri thought about it, and said her conclusion with a serious expression, "It feels...your eyelashes are quite long."

The teacup in Atobe's hand fell on the table with a bang, as if he couldn't bear to have such a meaningless conversation with her, he stood up, "Can we go?"

"Eh?" Eri couldn't understand his anger, "But I haven't packed my clothes yet!"

"There's no need to prepare that kind of thing."

Eri originally thought that he said "no need" to mean that he would send herself back soon. Unexpectedly, she actually saw her exclusive room in Atobe's house, and the number of clothes in it was no less than her own. Jean, there are still many new styles of the season - she worked hard before suppressing her desire to pounce on them immediately.

She looked at Atobe Keigo subtly, and the latter gave her a look of 'don't think too much', and rarely explained, "My mother prepared it. She has always liked you."

"...I can feel it." After Eri was familiar with the basic route of Atobe's house, Atobe obviously didn't want to worry about it. Under her surprised gaze, he pushed open the door next to him, slammed the door and there was no more movement .

Eri ran to the balcony to take a look, the doors and windows next to her were closed, and she couldn't see what Atobe was doing in the room at all... Let's chat, Atobe-san!

The girl had to wait alone in the living room for Atobe's mother to come back.

After waiting for half an hour, Atobe's mother called apologetically, saying that she had something to do and couldn't leave.But she is obviously not the kind of parent who forcibly assists, and she respects Eri's wishes more than creating opportunities for her son to get along.

"...If you feel bored, let Jingwu take you home first. The same will be the same next time we get together." Atobe's mother said so considerately.

Atobe Keigo probably also received the notice from his own mother, and finally condescendingly opened the door and walked out of the room, apparently preparing to send her back.

"Uh...no need," Eri blurted out the words of refusal the moment she saw Keigo Atobe. Seeing the boy's stunned expression, she felt inexplicably proud, "It's been a while since I've come. Don't feel bored."

Atobu's mother seemed very happy to hear her say this, and immediately asked her son to come over to answer the phone, and asked her earnestly for a long time.Eri sat on the sofa with her pillow in her arms, all she could see was that the boy's face was not impatient, but simply agreed--if you want to know, it was probably some words that asked him to take care of the girl.

After Atobe hung up the phone, he looked at Eri calmly, "Is it fun?"

"What?" Eri was a little confused.

From a long time ago, she liked to tease him in various ways, for no particular reason, just to see his unexpected appearance.Maybe it's because she's used to her surprises, or maybe it's because they have nothing to do with each other now, and anger surges up in my heart before the surprise.

The young man was never one to suppress his emotions, he leaned close to the girl's face, his gaze seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, which made it impossible to escape, "Do you want to stay with me so much? ——It seems that at the beginning, Fei Those who try their best to get rid of my uncle are not like you."

Eri's expression was a little confused, probably because she didn't realize where the intense emotion in his tone came from. After she straightened out what he said in her mind, a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"Even if you say that..." She coughed, "I really don't remember."

Atobe probably felt that it was too boring to care about people with amnesia, so he snorted coldly, and when he was about to withdraw, the heroine grabbed his wrist, and his palm fell on the soft sofa unexpectedly.

He didn't think there was anything just now, but once he lost the initiative, the boy suddenly realized that the distance between them was really close.He could even see clearly each of her eyelashes, as well as his reflection in those clear eyes, nothing else.

"You seem to be very concerned about this matter." Eri did not notice his discomfort, and said sincerely, "If I can remember, I will definitely explain the reason to you."

Atobe: "...boring, I don't want to know."

"—Eh? Why!" Eri was so angry at his ruthless rejection that she jumped a little.

"Do you think there will be some special reason." Atobe twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but failed. He pulled out his held hand, stood up straight, and was interrupted by the girl when he was about to speak.

"You asked me in the morning if I saw anything, do you still want to know the answer?"

"……what?"

"You don't hate me." She raised her head and met the young man's eyes, as if she was not afraid of being hurt by the sharpness at all, and she didn't avoid it, "You won't get engaged to someone you hate."

"Dare to say it," his expression was tinged with sarcasm, "Do you think the marriage of the two families is just playing tricks?"

Eri was silent for a moment.

Just when Atobe felt that he won the debate without any suspense, the girl said strangely, "... But I always feel that you are not the kind of person who accepts business associations for the sake of the family."

After questioning herself, she turned her head and asked the person involved, "Are you?"

"..."

The layers of carefully covered camouflage finally peeled off from the shell when one party did not abide by the rules.

The girl's expression was almost innocent, as if this was a simple question for her.

The warmth of her palm remained on her wrist, which refused to fade even under the cool air-conditioning wind.Atobe Keigo felt that if there really was a god, and when he looked down on this scene from above, he must want to laugh very much.

The boy really laughed.

His voice always carried a hint of laziness and arrogance, but at this moment in the empty living room, he was inexplicably lonely.

Eri threw away the pillow uneasily, stood up from the sofa, walked up to him with her hands behind her back, and asked cautiously, "...that, did I say the wrong thing again?"

Those strange emotions were not unnoticed.

But rather than letting myself understand, I want her to understand—every deliberate tenderness, every pretending to be ambiguous, every intimate pronouncing his name, it looks like a joke, the more fun she has, The more he couldn't bear it.

Later, their relationship got worse and worse because of the teenager's unilateral anger, but she still didn't understand.

Atobe looked down at her——I don't know if it was an illusion, but Eri felt that the ends of the boy's eyes were stained with a slight red.

"Eri Kitagawa."

Outside the window was the sunny midsummer, and the warm gold shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it couldn't resist the chill of the air conditioner. When it fell on the body, it was just a bright and meaningless light.

"—and just discovering this now, don't you think, it's too late?"

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Atobe: Hong Kong laughs!How could I get married!Just because she's the heroine (no)