[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

"Just discovering this now, don't you think it's too late?"

——This should be a question.

However, in the boy's dissatisfied tone, there seemed to be imperceptible mingling of other meanings, not like sadness or grievance, but deeper feelings that could not be easily seen.Probably this sentence contains more complicated things than it appears on the surface, for example-why didn't it be discovered at the beginning?Or, did not believe this?

Even Eri herself cannot answer this question.

She saw Atobe looking away quickly, the red at the end of her eyes seemed to be an illusion, and when she looked over again, only the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, exuding Atobe's arrogance of "I'm sorry to see you".

It's okay to be unhappy, he finally didn't make another move to leave the guest alone.

The two of them stood and sat in the living room in silence. It would be embarrassing not to talk all the time, Eri thought about it, and found something to do, "I'll clean up the room."

Atobe was about to tell others to go, but the girl seemed to have expected it, and said before he spoke, "I'm not used to people entering my room... Uh, is it my room?"

"Ah, um," Atobe frowned, as if he felt that the question was a bit idiotic, and answered angrily, "It's always been yours."

"……Oh."

Eri looked around the room with the main tone of pink, and silently felt the girlish heart of Atobe's mother in her heart.After she placed the belongings she brought on the table, she began to look for clues about her past life in the room.

She probably used to live here often, and there are even a few unfinished test papers in the drawer. Those girls left behind, maybe not taken away in time, are more considerable than the ones she put in her own room. If you judge by someone who is not in love, this room is more like the room of 'Eri Kitagawa'.

But in contrast to the abundance of everything that should be available, there are obviously some other things missing in this room.

The photo frame on the table is empty, and someone has randomly stuffed a sketch. There are still hooks on the wall, but there is nothing under the hook... These silent evidences all suggest that something happened.

Eri looked around without finding anything, and her eyes fell on the top shelf of the wardrobe.

She moved the bench, even if she stood on tiptoe to touch the cabinet near the ceiling, it was a bit difficult. After opening the cabinet door, she stretched out her hands and fumbled around. Finally, after pulling out two pillows, she touched other things.

She pulled out the third pillow, and before she could appreciate her wit, she was hit by a photo frame that fell out of the cabinet.

"hiss--"

Being hit on the forehead by the hard frame made the girl feel dizzy uncontrollably in front of her eyes. After realizing it, she was already on the edge of the chair.

At this critical moment, perhaps because of the inner dependence, she quickly called out the boy's name, "Ahhh! Keigo Atobe!!"

"What are you barking?" The boy's voice was close at hand, he probably came in when he heard the noise, and looked at Eri on the chair with some disgust, "As long as you don't move, you won't fall... …Hello!"

The girl obviously didn't hear his suggestion.

Just when Eri thought he would meet the ground, he fell into the arms of the boy—as expected of a boy in the sports department, no matter how careless he looks on the surface, his ability to react is unimaginably quick in a crisis, Eri thought, although there is no I've seen Atobe play, but he must be a very good player.

However, compared to the ground, the current situation is not much better.

The sudden accident made the young man's body stiff. Unlike the usual posture of being high above the ground with ease, he seemed to have been cast a petrification spell by someone. Not only could he not move, but his brain froze for a moment.

Eri grabs him subconsciously, and realizes that with her touch, the boy becomes even more at a loss... Atobe-san, although superficial and cool, is actually surprisingly innocent.

After this idea popped up in her mind, she wanted to laugh a little. Atobu caught the clue with a slight shake of her. Of course, the young man with keen insight could see the meaning from the obvious ridicule, and his face was stained with a trace of anger, pulling distanced.

"Thank you," Eri tilted her head, explaining in a pretentious manner, "Well... I just think you react very quickly."

Atobe glanced at her, and even if he didn't speak, he understood, "Do you believe this kind of lie?" 'The disdain was expressed, he squatted down, picked up the upside-down photo frame from the ground, his eyes sank.

"What is it?" Eri walked around behind him curiously, and bent down.

With just one glance, she knew what the things disappeared in the room. The things on the wall and in the photo frame should be the same as the photo in front of her, which is a photo of her and Keigo Atobe.In the photo, the two people are not very happy, their smiles are perfunctory to the extent of superficiality, interpreting the four words "appearance is in harmony with spirit" to the extreme.

"Our previous relationship...is really not good." Eri concluded.

Atobe threw the photo frame back into her arms, glanced at the girl's red and swollen forehead, and took out the medicine box from the drawer, "Apply the medicine yourself."

Eri didn't know where to annoy the young master again, when he turned to leave, he immediately held his forehead pretending to be weak, "I'm so dizzy, really, why are you running... didn't you promise to take care of me! "

Atobe was about to walk out of the door of the room, and when he heard this sentence, his footsteps paused, maybe it was an illusion, and a soft sigh sounded in his ear.He turned his head and stared at Eri for a while. Under the innocent eyes of the other party, he turned back and quickly opened the medicine bottle and cotton swab. Those who didn't know thought he was dismantling a bomb.

Eri cried out inwardly, with Atobe's posture, she felt that the process of taking the medicine would be extremely cruel, so she closed her eyes nervously.

……

The cool plaster fell on the forehead, but the force was gentle.

Eri opened her eyes in surprise. From her perspective, she could only see the boy's chin and the corners of his lips that were slightly raised, but couldn't see the meaning clearly.

"Very good," Keigo Atobe touched the girl's wound, unable to tell whether it was irony or emotion, "You finally succeeded in leaving the only trace of this engagement, are you satisfied now?"

"...I'm just curious." Eri felt guilty.

"Want to know then?"

"Yeah." Eri nodded.

Atobe paused, as if he had made a decision after hesitation, "...I will take you to a place tomorrow. Get ready."

It started raining early the next morning.

Eri got up early, but when she came downstairs, Keigo Atobe had already had breakfast and was reading the financial newspaper.She only glanced at the page which was all in foreign languages, and immediately looked away, eating her breakfast obediently.

There seems to be always fresh roses on the dining table of Atobe's house, with morning dew on the petals. It seems that they have just been picked not long ago, and Eri is complaining about Atobe Keigo's love for roses in his heart, when he sees the housekeeper's grandfather Come up to yourself.

He seemed to have noticed the girl's gaze, and smiled slightly, "Miss Eri, do you still like Rose today?"

"...Huh? This," Eri waved her hand, "It's just as long as Jingwu likes it."

The white-haired grandfather was stunned for a moment, and then laughed cheerfully, "The young master said the same thing—just follow Miss Eri's request."

Eri pointed at herself inexplicably, "My request?"

"Although Ms. Eri has not been here for a long time, everyone has not forgotten."

Eri never expected that all the complaints just now would bounce back on her, and she was a little speechless for a while. It turned out that Akashi said that she liked roses since she was a child...is it true...

The drizzle in the morning is always accompanied by hazy mist, which is not a suitable weather for travel, but neither of them proposed to cancel the trip.

When Eri followed Atobe to the destination, she opened the car door and realized that it was a cemetery.She looked around curiously, not even noticing that Atobe had stopped and bumped straight into him.

She raised her head and was about to apologize, but found that Atobe didn't notice her, but looked down at the tombstone in front of her - she followed the boy's line of sight, and the first thing she saw was a photo, which made people feel inexplicably Familiarity, the word 'Beichuan' is engraved under the photo, which also confirms this sudden sense of familiarity.

"You grew up beside him." Keigo Atobe said.

Without any warning, memory fragments flooded into my mind as if they appeared out of nowhere—that is an unsmiling old man, although he always looks stern, but in fact he loves his granddaughter very much.Parents are always very busy, and they can only meet each other in a hurry every time they come. For the rest of the long time, the grandparent and grandson live together in the empty old house in the country.

Those memories were incomplete, even fragmentary, but they brought an unspeakable sense of sadness, perhaps because they were standing at his grave.

Eri has been thinking that with her character, she should not accept such absurd things as engagement—even if she likes Atobe, but when the image of the old man lying ill in bed flashed in her mind, she knew that she could To reassure him, do anything.

【"Don't go... stay, I can promise you anything." The girl once held on to her relatives so capriciously and in vain. In her eyes swollen from crying, she could only see the weak and slight breathing of the other party.

She turned her head and found a familiar figure through the window. The boy had been standing there for an unknown amount of time.

The girl chased him out.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Her tone was rather blunt, probably having a hard time accepting that her fragile appearance was being seen by outsiders.

Atobe glanced at her, probably not expecting to encounter such twists and turns during a meal, his expression was a bit obscure, "How do you go back after I'm gone? You don't have any money with you, do you?"

"Don't worry about it."

Atobe was silent for a while, and finally asked, "What are you going to promise him?"]

Because he asked this sentence, everything that happened after that seemed to have a proper connection.

Eri turned her head and saw the boy's side face close at hand, and asked curiously, "Is it because of sympathy?"

"……what?"

"Is it because of sympathy that you promised to help me?"

She found that the boy's expression overlapped with the expression standing in front of the window at that time, silent and obscure, making people unable to understand the meaning.

For what reason, Atobe Keigo himself could not explain clearly.

In fact, he is not impulsive, and the passionate and stupid thing of drawing a knife to help when seeing injustice is too far away for him-usually he is the character who makes passers-by injustice.

Maybe it was because she thought it was no big deal, or maybe it was because the way she cried was impressive...or maybe it was because before that, he followed his parents to visit the old man. , can't listen to outsiders' words, but is very kind to the boy.

When the parents greeted Beichuan's parents, the old man grabbed his hand, with a mysterious expression on his face, and beckoned him to lean in, "I'll tell you a secret..." The old man paused, as if thinking for a while before remembering What to say, he stretched out his hand and quietly pointed to Eri who was following behind his parents, and said, "She likes you."

——How did you answer it?

Keigo Atobe looked at the upper girl and recalled the scene of that day.

Ah, just remembered.

What he said was-

"Are you kidding me?" The boy's eyes and brows were filled with arrogance, "How is it possible?"

Not because "she likes you".

Nor is it out of sympathy.

But because-

"Want to know?" He squinted at the girl.

Eri nodded quickly.

"...Use your pitifully few brain cells to think for yourself." Atobe replied rascally, and when he saw the look of disappointment on the other party's face, he smiled with satisfaction, "Are you an idiot?"

"You are!" Eri shot back immediately.

This mode of quarreling among elementary school students left Atobe speechless for a moment, wondering if she agreed with her words, she slightly restrained her smile, and did not continue to care about it.

The thin rain was blown by the wind, and he tilted the umbrella in his hand towards Eri, and the cold water dripped on his body, as if trying to penetrate his skin.

"It's fine if you can't figure it out, it's not something you have to understand."

He seemed to be comforting someone, maybe it was Eri, or maybe it was himself who was once full of anger.

The author has something to say:

The foreshadowing of this chapter is in Chapter 5, where Yueren heard Eri talking in her dreams, ah, it is so far away... Speaking of my Yueren!

It is impossible for Atobe to confess first!It's okay to change to a soft girl, but Eri, they have a problem with each other, and they haven't broken up yet because of love (passing).