[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

The red-haired boy was leaning halfway on the black armchair, his sitting posture was still elegant, but he could see that he was not in high spirits from his indifferent red pupils.He held the phone, lowered his eyelashes, and glanced at the time in the upper right corner every few minutes.

His father came in from the door, he had already taken off his suit jacket, his neat shirt cuffs were rolled up, and his tie was also untied.The man slowly opened the large chair behind the mahogany table in front of him, and stared at him with the same red eyes as the boy in front of him: "Seijuro, I think you should know that I will be very busy tonight."

This semi-command tone is really long gone.

Akashi raised his eyelids and looked at his father expressionlessly: "You're 15 minutes late."

"The difference is so obvious, Seijuro... You can spend half a day in the hospital on weekends, but you don't want to wait for me for a few more minutes?"

Akashi Seijuro's gaze flicked across the man's face: "That's not a few minutes but a full 15 minutes, father."

The unsmiling face of the red-haired man was seventy percent similar to that of his son, but he lacked the delicacy that the boy inherited from his mother.He stared at the child, thinking of the hospital report he saw this morning: "Do you want to come and explain to me the desolation of the recent period?"

The teenager was silent for a while: "I admit that I missed a lot of necessary work, but I don't regret it, it's inevitable."

"Just for the girl in the hospital?"

"Yes."

The man put on a slight smile, but that smile didn't reach his eyes: "As far as I know, you seem to have known her a long time ago."

"That's right, when my mother was still there."

The two were silent for a while at the same time.

"I remember I asked you this question half a year ago, but at that time you seemed to just choose her as a friend at this stage? Or as a partner... In short, now, I want to repeat it again." The man looked down at his son : "Are you in love with her?"

Akashi Seijuro was silent for a long time.

The evening wind blows in from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, the wave-shaped curtains fluctuate, and the tails of the curtains swing like waves of mountains, and the thin layer of gauze covers the thick brown inner curtain, and the orange-red sunset can be faintly seen in the distance.

He turned his head and looked at the burning sun, the sky was dyed bright purple. After a while, he said softly: "Yes, I think... I love her."

Akashi Seitomo stared at this scene, and nodded slowly: "I think so, you love her, so you specially asked a designer to make a bracelet with her name engraved on it, and spent three weeks revising the design drawing. So before When I filled out my application, I chose C University because of her, and turned down the ticket I had prepared, and stayed in a school that didn't meet your standards... This is too stupid."

The boy didn't say anything.

"You are not suitable, you don't need me to explain it. You understand it. You are doing it for yourself. The biggest problem between you is that, no matter what, she doesn't love you." The man's eyes were full of pity, " Don't tell me you can't see it."

Akashi Seijuro sat quietly on the spot, moved his eyes, and glanced at the time on the phone expressionlessly: "Father, we have 10 minutes left."

"Don't change the subject." The man knocked on the table with his slender fingers, calmly adopting the posture of negotiating in the business field, as if the person sitting across from him was the person in charge of a hostile company, not his own raise The eldest son, "She doesn't love you... It should be said that she doesn't even like you, but you use self-righteous feelings to keep her by your side, wishful thinking that you can move the other party."

The boy's fingertips that pressed the lock screen button paused, he raised his head, and his tone was undeniable and firm: "Sorry, I thought we had reached a consensus on this issue, but this time it was your mistake in judgment, She likes me."

"..."

Looking at his father's dumb expression, the boy didn't realize what he said was childish, completely illogical, and only subjective.He raised the corners of his lips happily, showing a bright expression: "She doesn't allow others to slander me, not just simple remarks and ridicule. When she sees her favorite books or authors, she will subconsciously think of me—after all, I read it for this reason. She has read all the literary works she has read, and she has no intention of rejecting my overstepping behavior, and her words and deeds have revealed such feelings more than once, and I don’t need to say it to know.”

Akashi Masomi did not speak, looking at the tenderness on his son's calm and reserved face at this moment, although it was subtle, it really existed.

"Also, even if all the conclusions are overthrown, if, I mean, if, taking a step back, even if she doesn't like me... But it's impossible, forget it, let's just assume that, anyway, I have already chosen her, so The end is inevitable."

His tone was calm, but he was confident.

The man sat on a chair, clasped his hands, and placed them on the mahogany table between them as if negotiating.

Their conversations are forever.

Since Shiori's death, the child has become more and more like him.Always maintain a calm attitude, a lonely, indifferent look, and maintain a cold balance with the world.Before college, he would play basketball, but now this kind of extracurricular activity has become occasional. After he gradually took over the work at home, he took a mature prototype.

But at the moment, this state has been broken.

The cocked board lifted one end, the balance ended, and another person appeared in his world.

"...can you tell me where your self-confidence comes from?"

"First, I have everything she needs. Second, no one is better for her than me."

She needed money, and he couldn't count it.

She needs friends and family, and he can be anything.

She loves literature, and he can read all the books she loves, just to find common topics.

She advocates knowledge, and he has already completed all the courses by himself, and can get a diploma from a higher education institution anytime, anywhere.

……

A match made in heaven.

The man lowered his eyes: "If you persist in this way, I will not stop it. However, if you insist on using the wrong method, you may get the opposite bitter result." He sat behind the mahogany table like a king giving orders, "I hope you If you can stop in time, you will know how to return when you are lost."

"Thank you for reminding father, but that day will not appear." Akashi Seijuro stood up and walked towards the door of the meeting room disapprovingly. He put his hand on the doorknob, "At least so far, I haven't noticed What went wrong."

The man sitting there motionless looked at his back: "Seijuro, I have lived so many years longer than you, have dealt with all kinds of people and things, and understand the world better... You will understand, and you will regret it later In time you will know that what I have told you today is true."

Akashi turned the doorknob and pulled open the solid wood door carved with vintage patterns, so the curtains were raised.

"I won't regret it."

He smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared into the darkness of the corridor, like a fish submerged in water: "Never."

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I didn't know that there was a fierce father-son argument somewhere, and I didn't know that a certain red-haired boy had vowed to get it, and I didn't know that a certain three-character maxim was whispered by him.

I thought that the person in front of me seemed to be lonely all the time. After that, he immediately put away his original loneliness and behaved exactly the same as before.If I hadn't seen him cry alone before, I wouldn't believe that Akashi Seijuro would still have such emotions.

It was the day after his aunt passed away. The little boy with rose hair was lying on the bedside, his eyes closed tightly. Crystal drops of water slipped from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the sheets and the floor, crackling.

He was crying secretly, without making a sound.

It looked so pitiful that when I opened the door and saw this scene, I subconsciously held my breath, hid quietly, and pretended not to see anything.

It seems that at the beginning, the change of this seemingly omnipotent boy started from here.

My thoughts flew from the dim room with the crystal lamp to the white hospital bed.The boy with low eyebrows and nodding head was silent, standing there obediently and docilely, losing his usual modesty and politeness towards others, like a king who had been pulled down from the altar.

It looked a little aggrieved.

Really wronged.

I remembered what happened just now, I looked at him and blinked in bewilderment, then slowly stretched out the arm that was intact, and patted the side of his face lightly: "What's wrong with you?"

There is a smooth and soft touch under the fingertips. The boy's skin is extremely delicate, like a little girl, and his warm cheeks show a fine, imperceptible blush.

Akashi Seijuro was in a very complicated mood. He felt that this action didn't seem to fit his mature and social image, but he was reluctant to avoid it, so he froze there a little helplessly, subconsciously put his fingers on his wrist, and felt the acceleration heartbeat.

God, now as long as a simple physical contact will have such consequences, his body has completely betrayed his heart.

"Akashi?" I waved my hand in front of him, and saw the young man slowly looking away, calm as always: "I'm fine, you have to remember to take your medicine on time every day."

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed something, sniffed his nose lightly, looked over with a puzzled expression, and said uncertainly: "Are you injured? Did the stitches break?"

This sentence made Sakata Gintoki, who had been doing nothing behind as the background board, nervous for a moment. He lowered Erlang's raised legs and cast his gaze over at the same time.

I was stared at by two people in the room in a daze, and then I seemed to react suddenly, my face turned green and white, and it took me a while to try to calm down my emotions.

"Probably..." I sighed under the curious stares of the two who did not stop to achieve their goals, and silently mourned the shame that was gone forever, "Maybe it's because of the menstrual period."

Then Akashi withdrew his hand, frowned and said, "I didn't even know...you're going to have your period now."

……What is this nonsense? ? ?Is it true that I am a man in this guy's heart? !

"Two weeks early."

I froze for a moment.

"So it was caused by the hospitalization? Baili, you should put your socks on." The boy said to himself, digging through the backpack on the table to find a pair of white cotton socks with strawberries printed on them. No discomfort at all.

He knelt down to look at the medical slippers I was stepping on, and then gently started to help me put on my socks with his hands. His movements were cautious, which made me dumbfounded.

The silver-haired teacher on the side was also full of confusion, with a look of confusion, and stood there stupidly, as if he had seen something extremely strange.

"No, no, no! I'll do it myself!! Keep socks!!!" After shouting this sentence incoherently, I nervously wanted to pull my leg back, but because the boy grabbed the ankle with great force, I couldn't. Shake his hands.

Looking at him from this angle, the boy's small head and delicate fair face are surprisingly cute, especially the combination of strength and gentleness, which is surprisingly harmonious.

Before I could open my mouth to say anything else, the boy took the lead and smiled softly. To put it simply, it's just one word, Su.He raised his head, his pomegranate-colored bangs slid down the side of his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead, and his handsome facial features were well-proportioned.Hearing my terrified wailing, he immediately revealed that kind of calm and mischievous cunning, deliberately held back his smile, and pretended to be nonchalant——

"Baili, you are so cute."

Eh? ? ? !

It was rare for me to see him like this, and I was too shocked to speak.The boy who broke Gongqian's calm image curled his mouth and repeated in a low voice, "Super cute."

Alas! ! !

Reluctantly raising my hand to cover my face, I felt that there was something wrong with the base of my ear, and I touched it carefully...

It did get scalding hot.

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Question: What are the advantages of Baili Xi? ? ?

Akashi Seijuro (Yoshisaka): "All of them."

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