My brother is so fierce

If someone asked Akashi what was his first thought when he met someone who was similar to his classmate who died ten years ago, he would probably answer calmly: Then he would probably take a second look.

If one word was added to this classmate: there was a female classmate who was attracted to him, then Akashi didn't know how to answer, because he had never experienced such a thing.

Now, he met, when he finally tried to forget the sadness of Meizhi's accidental death with basketball and countless times of studying, after ten years, when he faced someone similar to Meizhi again, he couldn't tell for a while. Come on.

That very thin hope can also become a secret iron box that overwhelms his efforts to control his memories over the years. Once he tries to take risks, what awaits him may be an overwhelming emotional burden.

"Excuse me," while his brain was still frantically pulling out of rationality, his body automatically made a choice. He stood up, very careful, as a stranger, keeping a sufficient distance and politely turned towards Mei. Zhi smiled, "Do you also live nearby?"

Averting his eyes from Akashi's face, in order to prevent him from getting involved, Meizhi acted very coldly: "No."

The words revealed that she was unwilling to communicate, and her attitude was very obvious. Akashi quickly understood what she meant, and knew how to step back and nod, sat down again, and began to clean up the coffee that fell on the floor.

The way he bends down is also elegant, and his slender fingers are holding the paper to wipe the ground. Although his eyes are fixed on the mess, he is packing up the smashed secret iron box in his mind, trying to collect those emotions back. , although there was a smile on his face, Meizhi looked at Akashi's side face, but didn't feel his genuine smile.

She shouldn't be here, Meizhi stands up and prepares to leave.

And when he threw the rubbish in his hand into the trash can beside him, he saw Meizhi's leaving back, Akashi looked at her for a long time, the courage on the basketball court seemed to belong to him no longer, and it was difficult to breathe, Unbuttoning the top of the shirt didn't seem to relieve it either.

Those emotions gushed out from his heart, obviously he had reached the age where he could be calm about everything, and he had experienced many hardships, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, her figure was already far away, he It was as if he had finally found his own voice: "Meichi!"

The figure under the loose clothes paused, and the girl with her back to him stood there with smooth black hair. Akashi had never been so impulsive before. He was not very far away from her, but he always gave him a kind of , There is a distance like the Milky Way between them.

Meizhi turned around, she didn't say anything, just pulled down the collar that covered half of her face, and smiled at him from a distance.

The smile was exactly the same as the one he had seen when he was young. The red-haired young man let out a trembling breath. He was enduring, the hands beside him were clenched into fists, but he seemed to understand what Meizhi meant, and he stood in the distance and turned back. A genuine smile.

He was thinking, if he knew that the time we spent together would be so short, he probably wouldn't be so subtle. Those youthful sprouts in his youth will be forever sealed in his memory, just like brewed wine, tasted every once in a while At that time, the tip of the tongue is bitter aftertaste, but when I think of those past events, the first time I lied in front of Minister Hongcun just to empty a basketball court with only the two of them, when the girl was held in his arms and shot a basketball It was probably the only time when he could relax and be happy under the heavy burden.

If she is still alive, that is the only consolation.

It was rare for Atsushi Ziyuan to receive a call from his friend. He was eating bread, and he vaguely called him Chizi like a teenager. There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "Ziyuan, I am very happy."

In Atsushi Murasakihara's heart, Akashi has always been a person who takes everything on his own and does not reveal his heart. This call and these words are not like Akashi's style. The purple-haired young man hugged the pillow, "That's good, Akazai, Has the woman you like confessed to you?"

Atsushi Ziyuan said it unintentionally, but it was half close to the truth.

Akashi laughed, "I'm afraid we won't be able to wait, Murasakihara."

Although Atsushi Murasakihara didn't seem to pay much attention to the appearance of other people, his mind was very keen. He realized that he might have poked Akashi's sore spot and responded vaguely, "Then do you want to have dinner together? I opened a barbecue here, and the taste is still delicious." good."

The tone on the other end responded easily, "I'll come here now."

This made Atsushi Murasakihara even more curious about what the happy thing Akashi was talking about. He cleaned up the table with his mobile phone, stood up and walked out, and couldn't help being curious: "Chizai, what made you so happy?"

His friend sighed, "I think I saw Meizhi."

on the side of the road—

Meizhi was walking aimlessly, she had no money on her, and although she wasn't very hungry, she hadn't eaten for so many years, and she was a little greedy.

The clothes on her body were very strange, covering more than half of her face, and most people on the road avoided her.

The sky is unpredictable, Meizhi is planning to choose a park or something to sort out his thoughts first, and see how to find Xia Youjie, when it suddenly darkened, the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, becoming more and more dense, and Meizhi wanted to The steps to leave the streets and alleys are blocked.

And the boy who followed her to hide from the rain put one hand in the pocket of casual pants, and the other hand grabbed the bread and ate it. His pink hair was very eye-catching.

Seemingly discovering Meizhi's gaze, the pink-haired boy raised his head and looked at Meizhi who was covered in loose clothes. There was a moment of communication between their eyes. Suppressed and looked away.

She knew that she was very strange now, so she moved a little distance to the right, there was not much shelter from the rain, so there was no doubt that half of Meizhi's arm was stained by the splashing raindrops, so she had to fold her arms, somewhat Staring blankly ahead.

Perhaps, she could ask Gojo Satoru where her brother was.

However, Meizhi hesitated again. If Gojo Satoru found out that she had a relationship with Tianyuan, would he send her back in? This is a question.

Gojo Satoru couldn't take any chances on this line.

Just as she was thinking with lowered eyes, the boy standing aside somehow approached, and he pointed at Meizhi's arm, "Would you like to stand a little closer?"

Meizhi's staying away before made Yuzu Yuhito realize that she was worried that she was afraid of her strange appearance, so she stayed away.

But he didn't care, "You'll get wet standing there."

Meizhi blinked at him, and slowly took a step back.

Knotabagi Yuhito stared into Meizhi's eyes, they were very beautiful, cleaner than the sky, at least he didn't look like a strange person at all.

He was used to being single, and he talked to strangers without coyness: "Didn't someone bring you an umbrella?"

This sentence seems to be a bit heartbreaking, but the word "also" he used also revealed that he is also alone, and he looks young, and his parents don't care?

Meizhi nodded: "I can't find my brother."

She hadn't spoken for a long time, and it seemed like she couldn't keep her mouth shut anymore: "If my brother was here, he would definitely send me an umbrella."

Knotabagi Yuhito looked at her: "You can send him a message."

Meizhi: "I don't have a cell phone with me."

There are very few people who don't have a mobile phone now. Knotabagi Yujin bit the last bite of bread, took out his mobile phone and gave it to her: "It's for you, remember to return it to me."

Looking at the phone, Meizhi seemed to realize that, yes, she can call Xia Youjie.

Because of Xia Youjie's request, she memorized their phone numbers by heart, so when she held the phone with both hands and pressed the buttons one by one, and finally pressed the dial button and stuck it to her ear, she looked down and stared at her toes. The cute appearance fell into the sight of the people around, and the strange clothes seemed to be ignored.

After all, there are a lot of cosplayers here.

The phone beeped ten times in a row, each time making Meizhi's heart beat faster, but in the end, no one answered, and finally was hung up impatiently.

Hearing the mechanical female voice over there, Meizhi put down the phone, and said a little disappointed: "No one answered."

She glanced at the time for the last time, and it was actually 2018. It turned out that it was not ten years, but almost 12 years.

She handed the phone to Yuzu Yujin, because it was inconvenient to answer the phone, she turned down her collar to reveal her whole face, and smiled at the pink-haired boy with an incredible soft voice: "Thank you."

Knotabagi Yuhito often heard titles like school beauty in school, but after seeing the photos, he also felt that she was not so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

But the girl in front of her didn't have any make-up on her face, and he could see it clearly when he got close. Her skin was as fair as jade, her facial features were overly exquisite, her eyes were clear and gentle, her nose was straight, her cherry-colored lips were slightly raised, she was obviously very beautiful , but it does not give a very strong sense of impact.

She is a little more gentle than Mingmei, with every frown and smile, people can't help but want to get closer.

The boy didn't answer for a long time, Meizhi tilted her head and hummed in doubt: "Is there something on my face?"

It's beautiful, Knotabagi Yuhito shouted in his heart.

But in reality, he immediately turned his head awkwardly, and after taking the phone, he tried to change the subject and said vaguely, "No."

The rain slowly stopped, and Knotaba Yuhito was ready to go home.

He walked halfway, and turned around in a strange way.

Meizhi still stood there without moving, like a sculpture, looking up at the hazy crescent moon hanging in the dark night sky in confusion.

Knotweed Youren stood there and asked her, "Aren't you going back?"

When Meizhi looked over, he explained and scratched his head: "It's so late, it's not safe for a girl to be outside alone."

"I don't have a home anymore," Mingming replied calmly, and Yuzu Yujin stared at her face as if he could resonate, Meizhi seemed to be asking himself and answering, "I, it seems that I really don't have a home."

Simple words are combined into a simple sentence, but it can make people who hear it tense, as if they can empathize with her, Knotaba Yuhito waved to her, and asked her impulsively: "Then you, do you want to stay at my house tonight? !"

When the boy who was taking a bath in the bathroom calmed down, he began to hold his face and doubt life.

Why do you take the initiative to let a strange girl live in your home, she is dressed so strangely!

But, he doesn't look like a bad guy at all...

Standing there pitifully, one look seemed to capture him easily.

Knotaba Yuhito kept questioning himself and explaining to her repeatedly. He waited until the water was cold before putting on his pajamas and going out. He forgot to wipe his wet hair. When he came to the living room, Meizhi was still obedient. Sitting on the sofa, motionless.

Thinking of Meizhi thanking him on the way, and what she would make up for in the future, the struggle in Hirohito's heart was immediately abandoned by him.

He stood by the sofa, took a sip of water from the refrigerator, and after quenching his thirst, he thought about how to settle Meizhi.

He is obviously still a teenager, but he is the only one in the family.

"You," Knotabazu Yuhito organized his speech for a long time, then looked back at his bedroom, "Do you want to take a shower first?"

"I only have my clothes at home." When he said this, Yuzu Yujin seemed to be experiencing the content of an erotic book he had read before, his face turned red and he wanted to explain, and he seemed to want to cover up, "Or, I Now I can go out and buy for you..."

"It's disturbing you already," Meizhi stood up and bowed to Yuzu Yujin, she didn't know why she agreed at that time, maybe it was because she saw that the boy was very similar to her former self, "I just wear my own clothes. "

"That's it," the pink-haired boy scratched his head. He found a new towel and handed it to her, but also handed her the new sweater he hadn't worn, and turned his head a little embarrassedly, "I didn't wear this dress." Go through, if you don't mind..."

With a light touch on her hand, Meizhi smiled brightly: "Thank you Huzhang-kun."

It was the first time to live in the same room with a girl, and Knotaba Yuhito coughed to relieve his embarrassment: "It's okay, it's okay."

Meizhi was a bit shorter than him, when she came out with a towel wrapped around her head and a sweater that barely fell between her thighs, Yuzu Yujin didn't dare to look at Meizhi, got up and poured tea to avoid her up.

He ran back to the room and found another pair of pajama pants. After Meizhi put it on, Yuzu Yuhito heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, living with women is very dangerous.

Meizhi called Xia Youjie again, this time, the other party didn't seem to hear it, and the beeping sounded all the time.

the other end-

The man in five cassocks looks at an unknown phone number, is it a harassing call?Without thinking too much, he blacked it out indifferently, pinched his brows, and calculated that Meizhi's birthday was still a few months away.

He didn't know what happy things he thought of, he covered his face and let out a hoarse laugh: "Soon, I'll let them bury you with you."