[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

When Eri returned to the classroom against the chasing crowd, only the students on duty were left wiping the windows with a rag. She turned around when she heard the noise, and was obviously surprised when she saw Eri, "... Beichuan classmate?"

Looking around at the empty tables and chairs in the room, she couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or relieved deep in her heart, but Eri was full of worries and had no interest in greeting strangers, so she said "Excuse me" and was about to turn and leave.

"Are you looking for President Atobe?" The girl behind her stopped her in time, Eri stopped and looked back.The other party stared at Kami Eri without hesitation, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm looking for him."

The girl tilted her head and blinked her eyes, "Huh?... I thought you wouldn't admit it."

Eri looked away, and the sunset gently brushed over the curtains blown by the breeze, reminding people of a certain scene in a dream, but when she wanted to trace the memory more clearly, those pictures scattered around like fragments.

"President Atobe didn't come back after he finished talking to you." The girl closed the curtains and said meaningfully, "He never misses class."

"..."

Keigo Atobe, who was rarely absent from class, did not return to his class, and he could not be found in the student union.

A certain eager emotion in my heart gradually cooled down in the disappointing expectations after opening the door again and again. From the beginning, I wanted to run to find him, and then I took a step with a sense of unexplainable heaviness.

Along the way, many memories flooded my mind.

His haughty and impatient look.

He was never friendly but had a very nice voice.

He is a proud and silent silhouette in the rain and fog holding a black umbrella.

When he faced himself, he always had cold eyes that suppressed some emotion.

Eri stopped in her tracks.

The sky darkened unknowingly, and the crimson sunset dyed the calm lake, adding an ambiguous and gorgeous atmosphere.She saw the boy she had been looking for for a long time.His figure unexpectedly appeared by the lake, silent as usual, as if he had been suppressing emotions that others could not understand, only leaked out in the strong sunlight.

Eri walked towards him.

Every step she took reminded her of the scene where she approached him involuntarily and tried to get answers from him.

Even though she was very repulsive to her question, Keigo Atobe never lied to her under any circumstances.In fact, his honesty is sometimes even more overwhelming, with undisguised dissatisfaction and disgust towards the past. Such a ruthless Keigo Atobe always makes her nervous for no reason. Now that I think about it, those who are not The emotion of daring to approach is not due to fear.The memory will be emptied due to an accident, but the body's reaction honestly records who she once liked.

It was a very deep and long-standing love, and the long-term habit made it engraved in the bone, and wanting to get rid of it was like cutting into the bone from the skin.

She stopped in her tracks, vaguely feeling that this scene looked familiar for no reason.

"The Department of Traces."

Hearing her voice, the young man turned his head, a certain heavy meaning deep in his eyes spread into the air as his line of sight reached, making Eri speechless for a moment.

He was supposed to start the topic by himself, but he failed to proceed, and Keigo Atobe seemed even less interested in the conversation. His gaze fell on the girl blankly. It was hard to tell whether he was looking at Eri or Looking at the sky behind her.

"Are you really so curious?" After a long time, Keigo Atobe looked away, "That day, I did drop the ring here."

"...Actually..." I came to find you.

He obviously misunderstood the girl's intentions, and raised his eyebrows, "I've been questioning me all this time with stupid excuses, and now it's my turn—Eri Kitagawa, what are you still obsessing about now? "

She looked dazed, "...to what extent?"

"You and I." Keigo Atobe said, "Nothing happened before, and there will be no other intersections in the future. At this moment, why are you still obsessed with the past?"

why.

In the palm of his left hand lay a ring quietly, because he had been holding it in his hand, the cold touch of metal had faded away.Under the sharp eyes of the owner of the ring, it seemed to be burning hot at this moment, and he wanted to jump out of his palm.

But at least not now.

She gathered her fingers, raised her head to meet his gaze, and asked without giving in, "Why can't we get along well?"

"Get along well?" He seemed to have heard some joke, and the arc of the corner of his mouth couldn't be more ironic, "Have you still not understood that we have never been friends."

"I admit that I used to have a bad personality," said a girl who has always been stubborn and rarely admits her mistakes, "but I have changed a lot now, right?"

"What." He lowered his head and stared into her eyes, "I can't get along with you, it has nothing to do with your stupid and arrogant temper, I just simply hate you."

"…………"

what?

Because of the unexpected answer, the girl showed a somewhat dull expression. This bit of bewilderment seemed to amused Keigo Atobe, and he laughed.

"Really hate you." He repeated, speaking in a slow and earnest manner.

"Why, why!"

"Why are there so many?" Keigo Atobe's smile gradually faded, "If I have to say it, it's probably because you are not good at math?"

"what?"

"That's annoying."

When Eri was about to sarcastically reply "That's really embarrassing", seeing the expression on his face clearly, the momentum of tit-for-tat suddenly subsided, and she rarely followed his words and asked, "...what else."

"Also, the half-hearted look is annoying." He said, "I always fall asleep when I watch movies, I don't have patience at concerts, and I still play snake while fishing."

"..."

"It's annoying to look confident when you're clearly ignorant."

"..."

"He's full of energy, and it's annoying to look like he's interested in everything."

"..."

"I'm in a bad mood, but I still hate the way I smile."

"..."

"I'm in a good mood, and I hate the way I smile."

"..."

He gave so many reasons why he hated her, none of which could even be called a reason.

In the end, he himself bent the corners of his lips mockingly at this unreasonable behavior.He didn't know if Kitagawa Eri understood, but this was already the biggest concession made by Atobe Keigo in his life, on the bottom line of his dignity.

"Eri Kitagawa," Keigo Atobe stared at her with his head down, as if seeing someone else through her eyes. He told that person that he was deeply buried in his heart. He was late for a long time and still wanted to talk to him. words, "You shouldn't smile at me."

He obviously didn't take a step closer, but as if being oppressed by an invisible force, Eri took a step back in panic.

The left hand approached the heart unconsciously, the pounding heartbeat became more and more intense, but the ring was undisturbed, lying quietly in the palm of the hand, a certain soul-stirring sorrow surged in the air, silent but turbulent, Eri watched Looking into the ice-blue eyes of the young man, after the arrogance faded away, she actually saw the fragility and calmness no different from ordinary people.

This is an unexpected scene when I met the boy for the first time. If he had ignored himself at the beginning, he would still be the arrogant Keigo Atobe who was beyond human, and would not be pulled into the plot woven by memories , looking for things that have long been missed and neglected again and again, so as to realize the mood that has to be cared about.

In this confrontation that could not be called a war, she actually pulled him off the altar.

After school, the campus gradually fell silent as club activities ended.

The setting sun gradually submerged in the sky, and the dark night swept quietly. The street lamp above the head flickered two or three times, and finally successfully lit up. The warm orange light pulled the shadow silently and slender.

Keigo Atobe lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the slightly trembling eyelashes of the person opposite. The fine shadows fell like small brushes on the face shrouded in light, uneasy and endearing.

Her silence seemed to be a response stronger than words.

"Put away your expression of wanting to apologize," his depression was just a momentary illusion, and soon he turned into the arrogant Keigo Atobe, he smiled, "Forget it if you are friends ,but--"

He said, "I'll try to get along with you."

That heart once broke free from the shackles of pride and the flawless life trajectory of Keigo Atobe, and jumped out with all her strength for her to take a look.

The young man raised his head, his eyes passed through the trees on both sides of the school road, and he suddenly thought of the girl's face many years ago, so long ago that he could not remember the girl's face clearly, only remembering that she came to him through the leafy courtyard , asking if you could be nice to me.

The young him curled his lips and said, okay.

To this day, he has done everything with a clear conscience.

"I'll go back to the student union." He took out his mobile phone and sent an email to his driver in front of her. "It's very late. The car stops at the door and asks the driver to take you home."

Eri stared at the direction he was leaving, with many thoughts tossing and turning in her heart.Many messy clues flooded into his mind with his confession, but the most powerless thing was not that he couldn't connect the clues into the truth, but that she knew that even if all these clues were sorted out, she would not get the result.

Because, that is the feeling that has long since disappeared silently.

And the only evidence was held in her hands, whether she took it out or hid it, it was not the right choice.

If you have to choose a more friendly approach from the two wrong options, you probably pretend that you didn't understand his plausible words, and you pretended that you didn't find this ring. Listen to him and go home. When you wake up tomorrow, they will Become an ordinary nodding acquaintance in the vast crowd.

Don't think about anything.

...that way, no one will get hurt.

She looked back at the lake.

The leaves swirled and fell down, and there was a ripple on the surface of the water, the water ripples spread uncomfortably, and soon returned to calm, the lake had the illusion that nothing had happened.

For the first time, she stretched out her hand and spread out the ring, her eyes flickering.

The author has something to say:

Ring: Knock inside, why do human entanglements always end in hurting me?

Happy Children's Day friends.