My brother is so fierce

The young man's embrace was hot, obviously it was a very strong movement, but he just hugged her in his arms vainly, and the hands behind her only needed Meizhi to pull her lightly, and he could leave immediately .

It seemed that he knew that what he was embracing was just a dream, a dream that could wake up at any time, so he allowed this dream to escape at any time without adding any constraints.

Meizhi's chin rested on the boy's shoulder, and she almost touched his hot cheek. She thought his hair was hard, but when she got close, when she got really close, Meizhi noticed the short hair on the boy's ear. Incredibly soft.

Her hands were hanging in the air, not knowing what to do, she tried to wake him up, but the boy, like a cat that relaxes only after seeing a familiar person, slowly and firmly rubbed against her neck.

This is the Akashi Seijuro that Meizhi has never seen before, not the Akashi Seijuro who is always elegant and gentle anytime, anywhere. Gathered in the scabbard, showing some sharpness, he is not just a polite and considerate Akashi, he stands on the top of the peak, and keeps working hard to maintain this position. His back has never been bent like this before. She let go of all her defenses like a baby in her arms.

The boy's mind is already very unconscious, and no one knows how he persisted in coming to school for competitions during his illness.

Miichi patted Akashi's back lightly.He called tentatively: "Akashi...student?"

For Akashi, the call seemed to come from afar, he didn't want to think about other things anymore, buried his face in Meizhi's neck, and briefly described his thoughts: "...I miss you very much."

Hearing this sentence, Meizhi felt a little uncomfortable and pushed him away.Obviously, he mistook himself for someone else.

A woman suddenly appeared next to the bed. The appearance of Akashi Shiori startled Meizhi. Even after experiencing so many worlds, she still had fear of these ghost-like existences.

Like Akashi, Akashi Shiori's gentleness is engraved in his bones.

She reached out her hand to try to touch him, and finally landed on top of the boy's head, rubbing his hair with a soothing meaning.

Akashi Shiori said, "Xiaozheng."

Akashi couldn't hear it, Meizhi looked at her and then turned to look at the red-haired boy nestled in her arms, hesitated for a while, and repeated Akashi Shiori's words: "... Xiaozheng."

The woman was very grateful, and her voice was too gentle: "Thank you, Xia You..."

It's rare for Meizhi to be able to help, so she felt a little embarrassed, "Ah, it's all right."

Still, there was something subtle about being watched by her hugging her son.

The boy in his arms heard this address, and he responded in a low voice: "Mother..."

Although there was no strength on his body, the boy grabbed the clothes behind Meizhi, showing a vulnerable side: "I miss you very much, mother, you are like me... miss me?"

Akashi Shiori sobbed in a low voice, and Meizhi's heart was flustered. She leaned into the boy's ear and said softly, "I want to, I also want to...Xiao Zheng."

Akashi hugged her harder and harder, and in the end, a piece of Meizhi's shoulder was soaked, and even her neck was wet.

She spoke to him intermittently instead of Akashi Shiori, and the boy's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

At the end, Akashi Shiori's body became weaker and weaker, she smiled and bowed to Meizhi to thank: "Thank you very much for your help, I can finally leave here with peace of mind."

Meizhi watched her disappear, and the boy holding her seemed to sense something, he pressed Meizhi into his arms, but soon he gave up and passed out, his voice hoarse: "I'm so tired."

The door of the infirmary was opened from the outside, and there were hurried footsteps one after the other, and Meizhi could still hear Atsushi Ziyuan replying to the medical teacher: "Well, Chi Zai feels hot, it should be a fever."

"Akashi, Akashi..." Meizhi wanted to separate the two in a panic. They thought that the current appearance was too easy to misunderstand, but the boy would make a mistake, hugging her and refused to let go.

"Mother, let me... hug for a while."

The blocking curtain was suddenly pulled open, and with a bang, in front of the two of them, the boy and the girl hugged each other ambiguously, and the medical teacher even wanted to close the curtain again to let them continue.

Atsushi Murasakihara's eyes widened rarely, he usually didn't wake up, but seeing Akashi's active appearance now, he was even more shocked in place.

Meizhi didn't even dare to turn her head, she felt her cheeks were burning, but she didn't want them to misunderstand.

She raised her hand to try to prove her innocence, and turned her face slightly to explain: "Akashi, Akashi-san... he's a little out of his mind, he, me, we're not—"

The medical teacher smiled considerately: "It's okay to fall in love now, I can understand."

Meizhi tried her best to tilt her head back, and put her last hope on Atsushi Murasakihara: "Mr. Murasakihara, you look—"

The tall boy seemed to be thinking seriously for a while: "Chi Zai and I are good friends, if you give him snacks in the future, can you prepare one for me?"

Meizhi: Death

In the end, it was Atsushi Murasakihara who broke Akashi's hand. He reacted strongly at first and refused to let it go. Meizhi whispered a few words in his ear, and Akashi immediately let go of his hand, and fell on the ground following Atsushi Murasakihara's strength. on the bed.

Medical teacher: tsk tsk tsk

Atsushi Ziyuan looked at Meizhi seriously and said, "I've never seen Chizai listen to someone like this."

Meizhi couldn't say that this was what his mother taught her, so she fell silent, as if acquiescing to what they thought, got up, bowed and left.

Xia Youjie didn't come back for a few days. For Xia You's parents, this was a very common thing and they didn't take it too seriously.

Perhaps it was because the son was studying alone at an early age, so they poured most of their love on Meizhi. The mother would take her to pick out expensive clothes, pick out all kinds of beautiful accessories for her, and hug her. Talking about the baby in her arms and kissing her cheek, that was the maternal love that Meizhi had never felt. For the first time, she realized what the brilliance of maternal love described in the book looked like.

If you use things as a metaphor, it probably——

It was when she was alone and afraid of the dark, the sun came non-stop to drive away the night, and spared no effort to radiate heat, just to make her feel warm.

The cultural festival is coming soon, and there are basically no boys in the cooking department where she works. Among the girls, Meizhi is definitely handsome. There is no doubt that she has become the killer of the cooking department. When she wears The minister's treasured maid outfit, with white stockings pulled up to the thigh, leaving a distance between the black skirt and the appearance of the absolute domain, even the girls couldn't look away.

"There seems to be something missing?" Minister Asano rubbed his chin and said as he watched Meizhi pull down her skirt awkwardly.

Meizhi hasn't worn a skirt above her knees yet, although she can't see anything, but when the wind blows, Meizhi always feels chilly between her legs.

Minister Asano put on light makeup for her, simply drew her eyebrows, coffee-colored eyeliner drooped down the end of her eyes, and the already thick eyelashes were only curled up a little, and grapefruit-colored lip gloss was applied on Meizhi's cheeks. On the lips, when she raised her eyes, her pretty face seemed to be acting pitifully and coquettishly. As long as she was stared at by her, basically no one would refuse her biscuits.

Another girl looked at it for a while, and handed over the cat ears she had prepared a long time ago.

"Sure enough, no one can refuse such a cute and pitiful catgirl biscuit!!"

Meizhi pinched her ear, it was very soft, and unexpectedly, she even let out a soft meow.

Minister Asano didn't know why her face was flushed red. She pushed the reflective glasses, walked over silently and raised her hand to pinch the ear. As soon as the sound of "meow ~" sounded, Meizhi seemed to see the girl in front of her. When it exploded, she tilted her head in doubt: "Minister...?"

The minister stepped back clutching his chest, and the girl next to her supported her, receiving a comforting look from Minister Asano: "Good job."

The girl raised her head proudly: "I know the xp of that group of people thoroughly!"

Early in the morning, the cooking department also started to set up its own stall, because it is very close to the basketball club, and the girls in the cooking department are very interested in the planning of the basketball club. Besides, the basketball club is the largest club in Teiko Middle School. There must be a lot of people coming.

At that time, they can still grab a wave of traffic!

Minister Asano has almost figured out the process of the day of the cultural festival. She neatly arranged the biscuits and cakes that she made yesterday in a simple glass cabinet. There are no people now. Meizhi does not need to go out for the time being. Banners were drawn outside the school to attract attention, and some issued bills for publicity, anyway——

Minister Asano is determined to take the first place!

Although it is very likely that he can't beat the basketball team, but now there is a killer Meizhi!

When the number of people around began to increase, many people began to gather at the entrance of the basketball department. Director Asano checked that Meizhi was well dressed and that she would not reveal anything before pulling her out.

Originally, there were only a few stalls in front of the cooking department, but when Meizhi came out in a maid outfit, the footsteps of the passing male students quickly picked up again.

Meizhi didn't even open her mouth. She glanced around curiously. Many students had noticed her and walked towards her. Although they were attracted by Meizhi, no one would look directly at her like this. She, boys are usually thin-skinned, and she came over and asked how the cake was sold, and then she could look at her openly.

Meizhi didn’t know the price either, so Minister Asano raised the price three times with a serious face. Even so, the cakes and biscuits in the cooking department were decreasing at a rapid rate, which gave Meizhi a feeling that selling cakes made so much money. idea.

Maybe, I can open a bakery to support myself in the future.

The staff looked enviously at Meizhi's easy sales of cakes that were ten times higher than in the whole day last year, and the cake-making activities of his subordinates accelerated.

First!They definitely want to take the first place!

At first, I wasn't sure how much I could sell, so I didn't make too much. Now it's only an hour, and it's already ten times or even higher than their conservative estimate. Many students used the excuse of waiting for the cake to come out to cook In front of the department store, from time to time, Meizhi looked in the direction of Meizhi, and Meizhi was a little embarrassed at first, but after an hour, she didn't mind it too much.

While waiting for the cake to be baked, Meizhi was very interested in the activities of the basketball club next door. She whispered to Minister Asano: "Minister, I want to go to the next door to see, is it okay?"

Meizhi, who has earned so much money for the society, has become a golden object in the eyes of the minister, and she will agree to sit on her even if she wants to sit on her.

Asano pushed his glasses, looked at the wolf-like eyes around him and coughed lightly: "Yes, but I'll go with you, there are too many people around."

After getting the answer she wanted, Meizhi smiled without hesitation, and that look was a foul: "Minister is so kind."

The minister with a flushed face took Meizhi's hand, and walked into the basketball department through a small path.

Compared with the cooking department, which is surrounded by boys, the basketball department is almost full of girls, and there is a large open space at the bottom of the basketball court. Many girls are queuing up. The green-haired boy is responsible for collecting money. The sound of landing, his voice was calm: "Next."

Meizhi stood on tiptoe to look, but there were too many people around, and all the heads were in sight, so she couldn't see what was going on inside.

The minister jumped up and looked in, and after jumping three times, he told her out of breath: "They are shooting."

It was the first time for Meizhi to know that there was a basketball shooting event in the cultural festival, so she asked curiously, "Shooting?"

Asano was about to explain to her what he saw, when suddenly a tall figure stood behind him, he couldn't hear the footsteps when he walked over because the surroundings were too noisy, but the breath of a dormant beast on his body made Mei Zhi first I felt it for a while.

Meizhi turned her head, it was Atsushi Murasakihara.

The purple-haired boy had eaten a lot of Meizhi's snacks during this period, and the relationship between the two was very familiar to Atsushi Murasakihara. He looked down at Meizhi's figure, his eyes resting on the cat ears on her head for half a second, and then He leaned down and asked her, "Want to see it, Xia Tsai?"

She had a clear idea of ​​Atsushi Ziyuan's character, and Meizhi nodded generously: "I want to see it."

The purple-haired boy suddenly didn't want her to achieve her goal so quickly. He looked at Meizhi from top to bottom, and paused for a moment on the cat ears. The maid outfit on her body paused for half a second. When he saw the so-called After staying in the absolute domain, he stayed for a full two seconds before looking away.

"That's a request," Atsushi Ziyuan began to talk to her about the conditions. He briefly passed Minister Asano at the side, pointed at her ear, "Xia Zai, give me a pinch."

If you didn't see him in action, his words could easily be misunderstood as pinching Meizhi himself, which is very ambiguous.

This request is not high, Meizhi moved her head closer, and said in a soft voice, "I can only pinch it once."

The young man snorted, stretched out his hand and pinched it carefully, he didn't even dare to use force, as if the ear belonged to Meizhi himself, he was afraid that he would break it by pinching it, although the hand felt very good, and the cat meowed very nicely, but He quickly withdrew his hand and thought about it: "It's very interesting."

Seeing these two people who got along with each other in a strange atmosphere, Minister Asano stepped back and stood a little far away with great interest, letting them talk alone.

"I'll hold Xia Zai to see," Atsushi Ziyuan stretched out his hands to signal for her to be picked up. Meizhi hesitated, and glanced at her short skirt. Although Atsushi Ziyuan looked dull, his EQ was not low. He added One sentence, "I'll keep an eye on it."

Only then did Meizhi put her hands on his shoulders with confidence, and the teenager easily held Meizhi's leg with one hand and picked her up. He was already much taller than other people of the same age. Meizhi looked towards the basketball court , I saw Ryota Kise was teaching girls to shoot. His short yellow hair was very conspicuous. Although he did not have physical contact with the girls, his smile and enthusiastic teaching made these girls willing to give money, just for one time shoot.

Michi looked around the basketball court, Akashi was there too, and—

A boy with short blue hair was also there, with a handsome appearance, and looked very easy to get along with.

Meizhi satisfied her curiosity, she patted Atsushi Murasakihara on the shoulder, "Mr. Murasakihara, I've seen enough."

And when Atsushi Murasakihara put her down, Akashi keenly looked in her direction, the girl's conspicuous maid outfit made her already white skin even more dazzling.She is like a porcelain doll, but more delicate than a porcelain doll, her vitality and tenderness are the real attractions.

Meizhi found Director Asano and went back to the food stall, but after a while, there were more people around than before.

Meizhiduan Cake was a bit busy, and it was hard to take a break, and some students asked if they could take pictures together.

Meizhi did not refuse, and the minister was also worried that she would be too tired, so he simply set a high fee for taking pictures.

Even so, there was an endless stream of people who came to take pictures, and Asano received the money softly, and finally refused to take pictures.

Although earning money is very happy, but you can't use Meizhi as a tool person.

Asano gave half of the money he earned to Meizhi alone, and after being rejected, he firmly pushed over: "You deserve these."

Meizhi, who received a large sum of money, worked even harder, until the members could no longer make cakes, and only a small part was left to be eaten by the club, and the cooking department closed the stall.

When Akashi came out, Meizhi was squatting down and wiping the glass cabinet. There was a lot of cream in it. If it was not wiped off, it might grow mold.

Through the glass, Miichi greeted him, "Akashi-san."

Akashi responded gently, and asked, "Have you guys finished yet?"

Meizhi nodded, looking at Akashi's rosy face, she asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

In fact, he wasn't very hungry. When he saw Meizhi's clear eyes, he hummed subconsciously, "A little bit."

Meizhi, who was cleaning the glass, seemed to see a packaged doll in the window when she was a child. Akashi couldn't recover for a while. Meizhi had already gone to the club to take out two small cakes for her, took them out in a secretive manner, and ran Come up to him and hand it to him.

"I still have two cakes here. If you don't dislike them, Akashi-san will put them on first."

"Thank you." Akashi didn't refuse, he took the cake, and Meizhi squatted down in front of the glass cabinet again and began to wipe it.

She was very serious, Akashi took the cake and looked at her, then put the cake on top of the glass cabinet, took off his coat, walked around the glass cabinet, squatted down silently and covered the coat on her lap.

Meizhi was taken aback for a moment, and the red-haired boy had already stood up. He curled the corners of his mouth as usual, politely and gently: "Thank you for the cake."