[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

I went to the dressing room on the first floor and changed into the thick cotton jacket that I put in the storage room before. I made sure that the warm baby on it did not fall off. stomped.

A black car slowly stopped in front of him, and the window moved down, revealing the bright rose-colored eyes of the red-haired young man. He only slightly turned his head to look at it, and then said very naturally: "Come up."

Akashi Seijuro saw the girl outside the window wrapped up like a bird with fried feathers, showing half of her face, and the white fur edge around the fluffy down hat set off the bright eyes like black gems in a crystal ball. The rare bright light of the winter sun creates the illusion of glitter.

The girl he was staring at was struggling to pull the red scarf around her neck to reveal a small opening to expose her mouth. Her lips and the tip of her nose were flushed red from the cold: "It's suddenly getting cold at night... sorry for keeping you waiting."

Akashi's gaze paused for a moment, then he quickly moved away quietly: "It's okay."

White snow particles flew from the sky profusely, falling on the eyelashes and between the crevices of the scarf.I lightly brushed off the snowflakes on my body, walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in.

The moment I felt the air conditioner in the car, I breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly adjusted my frozen huddled posture.

"Turn up the air conditioner."

I froze for a moment, and then realized that he should be talking to the driver in front.The red-haired young man with hair hanging down for text messages locked the phone screen, tilted his head, and looked over intently with those Persian cat-like eyes——

"Your mobile phone, exchange contact information." The voice was low and deep.

"Eh?" I didn't think too much about it, I took out the mobile phone in my pocket and handed it over in confusion, "Okay."

The current leader of the Akashi family skillfully opened the desktop without a password, found the address book, glanced at a few sporadic names calmly, and the pitifully small contact list was clear in a few seconds.He entered his mobile phone number without changing his face, and noted the label [Akashi Seijuro].

The vehicle was driving fast, and the plants in the green belt outside the window passed by, and countless snow particles mixed with rainwater crackled on the glass, making a crisp sound.

"All right."

I looked away and reached for the mobile phone he handed back.The temperature of the boy's palm has covered the shell with heat, carrying the warmth of the human body.

The warm fingertips rubbed against the joints, although it was only for a moment, it still sparked an electric current.My fingers curled up, I couldn't help shivering, and buried myself in the down jacket.

"Are you sick?" Akashi Seijuro breathed calmly, and he heard his heart beating slowly and rhythmically.

"No, I'm just afraid of the cold."

I rolled my eyes and smiled, wrapping the scarf tightly.

The red-haired young man lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully, his delicate face was reflected on the glass, his pomegranate eyes were dark, like the mouth of a bottomless well.

The vehicle stopped in front of a villa. At this time, the snow had already grown in size, and the particles flying all over the sky dazzled the eyes, making it hard for people to see the panorama clearly.I got out of the car shivering, and through the layers of snowflakes, I saw an old man with the appearance of a housekeeper walking with a black umbrella, two hanging on his elbows, and his snow-white hair swaying gently in the wind.

"Master, don't catch a cold."

I subconsciously glanced to the other side of the car door, and the boy in the thin suit shrank his body slightly, and soon returned to his original calm look.

"This is Miss's umbrella."

"Thank you."

Opening the umbrella, I thought for a while and leaned closer to the red-haired boy standing under the other umbrella, naturally took off the red scarf around his neck, and wrapped it around his neck: "I'll give this to you, anyway. Your hair color and eye color are the same."

The palm of his hand brushed the snowflakes in his broken hair, and gently brushed his snow-covered eyelashes, and the snow particles fell from his eyelashes.Looking up again, I saw a young man named Akashi staring at me calmly with his head down.

The snow fell on the black umbrella more and more, there was no echo around, only the sound of the wind and someone's heartbeat entwined.Akashi Seijuro could control his breathing, but not something more instinctive.He forced himself to turn his face slightly, not looking at the black-haired girl who was rubbing her hands to keep warm, and buried half of her face in the soft fabric of the red scarf.

Strange to say.

Why did you give him the scarf?

Seriously thinking about this question, I fell into deep self-doubt... Maybe I just think he looks good?

Following the housekeeper into the main entrance of the villa, I put away my umbrella, gave up thinking about life, and moved my eyes from the colorful cotton wool thick carpet on the ground to the huge and bright golden crystal lamp above the hall. Snow particles on the down jacket.

"Mr. Akashi..." I touched the end of my hair that was soaked in snow water, and asked tentatively, "Excuse me—"

He frowned: "This was originally a property under my father's name. His aesthetics are rather vulgar. I hope you don't mind. I will replace it in advance when I come next time."

...No, wait, there are too many slots and I don't know how to complain!

I was speechless for a moment, and after a long silence, I stared at the huge TV wall in the main hall and said slowly: "I just want to ask—"

"Ah, don't you like this wall? I'll replace it together." Akashi Seijuro raised his head and followed my gaze to glance at the TV screen that occupies the entire wall. He seemed to think of something and wrote the conclusion lightly.

"No, no, it's nothing to do with the wall, I'm just here to sign the contract, right?" I was terrified and confused, "It's like a decoration brigade."

The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated, I lowered my head and put on the cotton mop that appeared at my feet at some point, and opened the chat interface——

【How about now? 】

A sentence without a beginning or an end, but I still understood it, thought for a while and replied: [Work, raise beard branches, earn money, pay off debts]

The reply from the other party was quick, and this time it was accompanied by a photo. In the center of the photo was a boiling cauldron. A certain Hell Yama King was tied up and stuffed into a pot full of purple liquid. His face was covered with two clear lines. Tears, it looks very tragic.

【Yama King's hot spring tour】

I couldn't hold back a smile, and turned around to see Akashi standing at the entrance of the living room, staring silently against the light.He was very quiet, until I put away the phone and said: "Come here."

Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my scalp, and I subconsciously took half a step back.The other party's eyes became darker, and he asked softly, "Who were you chatting with just now?"

——Smile innocently and innocently to someone, like a bird that can grow wings and fly away.

From a distance of several meters, I saw his eyes reflecting the brilliance under the illumination of the crystal lamp, like a bottomless sea of ​​blood.The red-haired youth repeated it again, with a softer voice: "Can you... tell me?"

The hair is creepy.

The crisis radar all over his body clamored to convey—a signal that this person is not easy to mess with.

"It's my guardian." I scratched my head in embarrassment, walked forward a few steps and stood beside the young man. Suddenly, I saw a rectangular border suddenly appearing on the large white wall behind the sofa. Something hung there before.

In order to change the subject, I immediately changed my words and asked: "Did something hang there before?"

Akashi finally retracted his gaze, half-closed his eyelashes carelessly: "It's a picture I like."

His breathing was a little erratic.

It can't be his fault.

The thing he'd dreamed of was within reach, just a lift of an arm to confirm its reality.Obviously, he just needs to be patient a little longer, he's too impatient, if he bears with it a little longer, she will light up his whole world again.And just now, the girl smiled like the sun at the chat record, and gave this smile to others——

It made him jealous.

Seijuro Akashi tightened his left hand silently on the coffee table, he paused, and the light cast a thin shadow under his eyelids.After a few seconds, he slowly regained his composure, and slowly pulled out the cooperation agreement in the drawer: "Sign it."

I nodded, and began to carefully read the contents of the paper page by page. After confirming that it was correct, I left Suede's name on Party A.The moment he lowered his head, the long hair that was originally hanging on the back naturally slid down the shoulders to the front of the body, hanging on the sides of the cheeks, and the back of the neck was suddenly empty, and a coolness emerged out of nowhere.

"Shhh-"

The metal decoration on the edge of the coffee table scratched his finger, but the red-haired young man ignored the bleeding wound, his pupils were full of incomprehensible emotions.He stared at me for a long time, then half-closed his eyelids as if he had no energy, the tears-soaked eyes had a clear texture, and the emptiness inside was the reflection of the world.

I took a few tissues from the table and carefully stopped the bleeding.The boy's slender and well-proportioned hand was cut with a long and narrow scar between the fingers by the sharp metal. Blood dripped from the gap between the fingers to the ground and splashed on the thick carpet, but the owner of the wound didn't care about it.

--hot

After staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time, the body temperature also increased.My frozen fingertips gradually warmed up again. I threw away the tissue that had been stained red, and was just about to take out another tissue when the man pinned my wrist with his backhand.

— plop plop plop

The sound of the heartbeat came along the venous vessels, again and again, with frequency and rhythm.

"How did it hurt there?" He asked suddenly.

After being stunned for a moment, I suddenly realized that the person in front of me was probably referring to the shallow scars on the back of my neck, which were not obvious at all unless I looked carefully.

I pointed at myself solemnly and started talking nonsense, "Probably because my name is the Almighty King of Wind Energy Messenger, so this is a small price, remember to keep it secret for me."

"Okay." He agreed readily.

"..." The other party agreed so quickly that all the lines he had prepared were useless. He can still agree to such an unreasonable request. Isn't this guy too kind?

"Sueda said before—"

I looked up at him, only to realize that the distance between the two had exceeded the safe range.The red pupils that were close at hand were terribly bright, and the slightly forbearing gaze was shocking.

"You're a mobile assistant, or something."

"It's like Sherlock Holmes consulting detectives." I corrected, pointing at myself with a thumbs up, "and only working as a temporary worker."

Akashi Seijuro pursed his lips and smiled lightly, with a pleasant voice, as if he was whispering: "... so cute."

"Eh? Mr. Akashi, what did you just say?"

"I need to hire you to do something." He paused for a moment, then quickly raised his head, his bright red eyes filled with calmness, "I will be billed by the hour."

"Ok?"

"That's easy for you."

The man laughed: "Just play my girlfriend on the surface, and then hide it from my father."

Since a long time ago, she has been eating soft food rather than hard food.

Confessions are something children do.

Adults need to be seduced, and if they want to learn how to be seduced, they must first give up being a human being. Generally, there are three modes, either becoming a cat, becoming a tiger, or becoming a dog soaked in rain.

This time, he is bound to win.